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1.   Love Paint (every afternoon) - NU'EST

2.   Still 24K - 24K

3.   Moonlight Sonata - BIGSTAR | @hudian

4.   I’m a HOTSHOT - HOTSHOT

5.   Get Down - Boys Republic

6.   Phone Number - Tahiti

7.   THE BEAT - Topp Dogg | @narcissisthyeyeon

8.   EOEO - UNIQ

9.   Bad Girl - Purfles

10.  Knock - Nasty Nasty

11.  OMGT - MADTOWN

12.  Wiggle Wiggle - HELLOVENUS

13.  Too Very So Much - MYNAME

14.  Feel So Good - HALO

15.  Amazing -Bad Lady- - Cross Gene

16.  Strange - MASC

17.  Swagger Time - MAP6

18.  Queen - History | @mssnxbxdy

19.  Just Tell Me - MYNAME

20.  Hey You - 24K

21.  Taola - B.I.G

22.  Deepened - Brave Girls

23.  Feel So Good - IMFACT

24.  Playback - Playback

25.  I’m Fine - VICTON | @yung-cutiepiee

26.  Fire - JJCC

27.  Bounce - BOYFRIEND

28.  Breathe - ZE:A

29.  Stalker - U-KISS

30.  ON&ON -  BOYFRIEND | @mamaduckiesp

31.  Shall We Dance - Snuper

32.  Beautiful - LU:KUS

33.  Crush On You - The Legend

34.  Ah-ah - Teen Top

35.  Don’t Tease Me - SPEED

36.  Urikiri -  Bonus Baby | @sxungcheol

37.  Target - Romeo | @sweethoneysuwoong

38.  Bingo - 24K | @gargoylesanddaffodils

49.  The Rain - LADIES’ CODE | @gargoylesanddaffodils

40.  Superfly - 24K  | @gargoylesanddaffodils

41.  Rainy Day - Topp Dogg | @gargoylesanddaffodils 

42.  Excuse Me - BESTie | @yecjin

43.  The Light - The Ark | @yecjin

44.  Thank U Very Much - Bestie | @eureureong

45.  Shooting Love - Laboum | @dana-in-wonderland

46.  Don’t Believe - Berry Good | @dana-in-wonderland

47.  Play With Me - Cross Gene | @hongbombs

48.  The Real One - Boys Republic | @hongbombs

49.  Obsession - Boyfriend | @hongbombs

50.  Headbanging -  OFFROAD | @supastareden

51.  Love Options -  BESTie | @diamondjeonghan

52.  Summer Cold - Voisper |  @narcissisthyeyeon

53.  A Song For You - Heart B |  @narcissisthyeyeon

54.  Color Me Rad - D.Holic |  @narcissisthyeyeon

55.  Cleansing Cream - Brown Eyed Girls |  @narcissisthyeyeon

56.  Find Me - Jun Hyo Seung |  @narcissisthyeyeon

57.  Galaxy - Bolbbalgan4 |   @narcissisthyeyeon

58.  I Wish - I feat. Tiger JK |  @narcissisthyeyeon

59.  Good Time - A.DE |  @narcissisthyeyeon

60.  I Wish - WJSN |  @narcissisthyeyeon

61.  Weekend - Perc%nt |  @narcissisthyeyeon

62.  First Love - After School |  @narcissisthyeyeon

63.  Rainy Night - Villain |  @narcissisthyeyeon

64.  Hair Short - Wings |  @narcissisthyeyeon

65.  Girls Girls - Girls Girls |  @narcissisthyeyeon

66.  One Way (Bing Bing Bing) - JJCC |  @narcissisthyeyeon

67.  The Time - Juniel |  @narcissisthyeyeon

68.  Insomnia - Stellar |  @narcissisthyeyeon

69.  1.2.3 - B.I.G |  @narcissisthyeyeon

70.  Midnight Circus - Sunnyhill |  @narcissisthyeyeon

71.  Pray - Sunnyhill |  @narcissisthyeyeon

72.  Girl Gang - H.U.B |  @narcissisthyeyeon

73.  Over - Two X |  @narcissisthyeyeon

74.  I’ll Pick You Up - Standing Egg |  @narcissisthyeyeon

75.  Dream - Kassy |  @narcissisthyeyeon

76.  Talking To The Moon - Kream |  @narcissisthyeyeon

77.  Take It - MVP

78.  Don’t Stop - Mercury | @wangbum

79.  Pizza - OOHYO | @chocolatekitten19

80.  Stupid Liar - WA$$UP

81.  Baby Boy - HIGH4 | @giribaey

82.  Might Just Die - History | @mssnxbxdy

83.  Dance Dance - DAY6 | @wonpil94

84.  Boom Boom Clap - Highteen

85.  In Front Of The Mirror - Glam

86.  AB City - AlphaBAT

87.  Domino Game - Kiss&Cry

88.  Shaking Heart - C-CLOWN

89.  Show Me - O21

90.  A Little Close - HIGH4 feat. Lim Kim

91.  Love At First Sight - TINT

92.  Amazing - MYTEEN

93.  Nowadays You - BraveGirls | @y00taewoong

94.  Platonic Love - SNUPER | @y00taewoong

95.  Awesome - N.Flying | @y00taewoong

96.  Lucky Man - DGNA | @imharugirlversion

97.  Rilla Go - DGNA | @imharugirlversion

98.  Why Goodbye - DGNA | @imharugirlversion

You should be here

A/N: Inspired by the song “You Should be Here” by Cole Swindell. This is a feels smack. In this story Dean took Amara down with the spirit bomb they made, leaving Sam to raise Dean’s young daughter.

Listen to it here (play the song if you really wanna bawl while reading this)

Sam x Niece!Reader   Dean x Daughter!Reader

Sam felt his strong facade begin to crumble as he watched Dean say his goodbyes to you. At only four years old you didn’t fully understand what was going on but you got the jist of it, your dad was going away and wouldn’t be coming back.

Which was breaking your heart.

Tears were pouring down your face as you clung to Dean begging him not to leave you. Sam looked at Dean and could tell Dean was about to lose it as he held onto you tighter. His face was buried in your hair, breathing in your scent, memorizing you because who knew where his soul would go after he destroyed Amara.

Glancing up at his brother, Dean realized it was time for him to leave. “Go with your uncle Y/N. Sammy’s gonna take care of you.” Dean said while trying to get free of your grip.

“No Daddy.” You cried, digging your hands into his shirt, “Please don’t leave me.”

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anonymous asked:

Zutarians act like Katara's romance with Aang is to the detriment of her character but somehow one with Zuko wouldn't just put her in nurturing position for an older man. I am not for Kataang but I don't think any of the show's characters would NOT put Katara in the position of a nurturer and giver. She gives too much as it is. Except perhaps Toph but Toph is twelve, confused and has parental issues. What I'm trying to ask is what does Katara gain from Zutara except acceptance.

What Katara Would Gain from Zutara

[Edited to add “Bato of the Water Tribe”! Thanks, @ adifferentcupofzutara!]

Katara would gain a partner who would help her with household duties without being asked:

Rather than someone who leaves the chores to her while he shows off for his fangirls.

Katara: Watching you show off for a bunch of girls does not sound like fun.
Aαng: Well, neither does carrying your basket.

She would gain a partner who shares parental responsibilities …

Katara: Aαng, don’t walk away from this.


Zuko: Let him go. He needs time to sort it out by himself.

And acts like a father:

Zuko: Keep in mind, these are dual swords. Two halves of a single weapon. Don’t think of them as separate, because they’re not. They’re just two different parts of the same whole.

Rather than someone who IS a parental responsibility …

And acts like her son.

Katara: What do you think, Aαng? Do I act like a mom?
Aαng: Well, I…
Katara: Stop rubbing your eye and speak clearly when you talk!

Katara: My goodness! That doesn’t sound like our Kuzon.

Katara: I’ve been training Aαng for a while now. He really responds well to a positive teaching experience. Lots of encouragement and praise. Kind words. If he’s doing something wrong, maybe a gentle nudge in the right direction.

She would gain a partner who respects her personal boundaries: 

Katara: What are you doing?!
Zuko: Keeping rocks from crushing you.
Katara: Okay, I’m not crushed. You can get off me now.

Zuko [retracts his arm so Katara can move away from him]: I’ll take that as a thank you.

 Rather than someone who transgresses them.

Katara: Aαng, I’m sorry but right now,  I’m just a little confused.


Katara: I just said that I was confused!

Someone who sees her as an ally:

Zuko: I can handle Azula.
Iroh: Not alone. You’ll need help.
Zuko: You’re right. Katara, how would you like to help me put Azula in her place?

And not a possession.

Actor Zuko: Wait.  I thought you were the Avatar’s girl.

Aαng: [nods] 

Someone who waits for the right time to talk:

Katara: You look terrible. 
Zuko: I waited out here all night.

Rather than pushing her:

Katara: Because we’re in the middle of a war and we have other things to worry about. This isn’t the right time.
Aαng:  Well, when IS the right time?

Someone who understands how much she needs her family to be there …

Katara: Dad.
Hakoda: Hi, Katara.
Katara: How are you here? What is going on?

And puts their needs over his:

Sokka: No, I’m staying. You guys go. You’ve been here long enough.
Suki: I’m not leaving without you, Sokka.
Zuko: I’m staying too.

Rather than someone who disappears when she depends on him …


Katara: He left.
Hakoda: What?
Katara: Aαng. He just took his glider and disappeared. He has this ridiculous notion that he has to save the world alone. That it’s all his responsibility.
Hakoda: Maybe that’s his way of being brave.
Katara: It’s not brave. It’s selfish and stupid. We could be helping him. And I know the world needs him, but doesn’t he know how much that we need him too? How could he just leave us behind?

And puts his needs over theirs.

Sokka: This is the map to our father! You had it the whole time!? How could you?

She would not only gain a partner who, unlike her canon love interest, sympathizes with the loss of her mother:

Katara: Well, I just want you to be prepared for what you might see. The Fire Nation is ruthless. They killed my mother and they could have done the same to your people.
Aαng:  Just because no one has seen an airbender doesn’t mean the Fire Nation killed them all. They probably escaped.
Katara: I know it’s hard to accept.
Aαng: You don’t understand, Katara. The only way to get to an airbender temple is on a flying bison, and I doubt the Fire Nation has any flying bison. Right, Appa?

Katara: I don’t?! How dare you! You have no idea what this war has put me through. Me personally. The Fire Nation took my mother away from me.



Zuko: I’m sorry. That’s something we have in common.

Katara: But, we were too late. When we got there, the man was gone.  And so was she.
Zuko: Your Mother was a brave woman.

Katara:  I know.

But who trusts her to deal with anger and pain in HER way …

Rather than pestering her to do things HIS way.

Aαng: Katara, you sound like Jet.

Aαng: Katara, you do have a choice. Forgiveness. 

Aαng: It’s okay, because I forgive you.  That give you any ideas?

Aαng: Let your anger out and then let it go. Forgive him.

Aαng: You did the right thing. Forgiveness is the first step you have to take to begin healing. 

Ironically, a partner who understands that some things are more important than romance!

Aαng: Katara is in danger! I have to go.

Guru Pathik: No, Aαng! By choosing attachment, you have locked the chakra! If you leave now you won’t be able to go into the Avatar State at all!

Zuko: Stop! This isn’t about you. This is about the Fire Nation.

But who would still die for her in a heartbeat …

Rather than risk her life (and everyone’s) to retain his moral purity.

Most of all, she would gain someone who sees her for who she is:

Rather than who he wants her to be.

And who doesn’t try to change her to make her better for him.

Fire & Desire | 1

“Kim Seokjin is everything you don’t want in a man. Cocky, full of himself and oh so annoying. And that’s what makes him the perfect fuck buddy. Because it’s not like you could ever see him as anything more than a heartless player… right?”

pairing: seokjin x reader
genre: smut, fuckboy!jin, dom!Jin
wordcount: 10.1k
a/n: *that* shower scene inspired by this picture!

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Let’s talk about a cat who spent a whole day waiting on a wall, while everyone else was celebrating, because she had heard something and she couldn’t believe it. Because people were laughing for the first time in years, and all she wanted to do was cry.

Let’s talk about a teacher who was strict and severe, but fair and caring. A woman who fought for her students until the very end, with her green robes and stern look, three silver cats flying out of her wand. And they fought for her too.

Let’s talk about Minerva McGonagall.

When Minerva McGonagall saw Harry for the first time, she didn’t see his mother living in his green eyes, like Severus would. She didn’t see James’ ghost in his shy smile, like Sirius; or a hero to be shaped by manipulative hands, like Albus. She didn’t even see an orphan, like the rest of the world did. She didn’t see the boy who lived. She just saw a boy, her student, and for her, that was enough.

Minerva McGonagall survived a war and all that came after. The funerals and the sorrow, but also the laughter that was back. She survived the ghosts and the mourning. She let her heart break over Lily’s death, her hands shaking because James would never make another joke; a sharp, disappointed pain over Sirius’ betrayal (they had been her students. They had been her children) and then she collected the pieces and moved on. It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, Albus said once. And she didn’t dwell on dreams. She was stone and she would not shatter.

She survived a war, and, when she had already buried the dead and forgotten the nightmares, another one came. And she survived it too. She was a rock, and rocks may be weathered, but they don’t break.

When Fred and George Weasley abandoned the school, leaving behind a trail of cheers, admirers and laughter, and a petition (give her hell for us, Peeves), Minerva saw Umbridge’s fury and Peeves’ bow, and hid a smile in the corner of her lips. When Neville Longbottom came to her office, asking for advice, with his clumsy hands and a respectful fear in his eyes, she offered him a biscuit and some tea, and she gave him reassurance with her stern frown and her steady voice.

When Remus Lupin became the DADA teacher, she invited him to her office. She offered him biscuits too, some chocolate this time. They talked for a long time, about old times and forgotten joys, about four friends and their mischiefs and pranks. They looked back on their bets and their antics, their hopes and their dreams. They didn’t talk about death, not that evening, and the Marauders came back to life in that room, their voices rising and stealing pieces of a future they hadn’t gotten to live. They also talked about their students, homework and assignments, because they were teachers after all, and that was something worth remembering.

She gave him a knitted jumper for Christmas. He gave her a box of chocolates. Years later, she would stand by his grave and leave a single flower on it. A flower for the boy she’d known and the man he’d become. The man who was kind and quiet and healing. The man she’d like to have gotten to know better.

Albus died then, a shout and a blaze of green light. A fall, and it was all over. It felt like the end of an age. “Are the rumours true?”, she had asked, once upon a time. Now she wanted to ask Harry the same thing, trying to keep her voice from shaking, because Albus Dumbledore couldn’t be dead, could he? But then again, James and Lily couldn’t have been, either, and yet they had been, they were.

When the Second Wizarding War began, she stayed at the school. She kept teaching, because she was a teacher and she would not let them take that from her. Because her students were there, and she wouldn’t leave them alone. She wouldn’t let them die, all those brave children, if she could do something to save them. She wasn’t like Albus, who had prepared himself to sacrifize a boy in the name of the greater good. A boy’s life for the sake of the world.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, there was a destroyed castle and ashes. Minerva stumbled when she saw George’s desperation and Fred’s frozen smile. She wanted to cry when she came across Lavender’s body. She finally collapsed to her knees, when she found Colin Creevey. She had seen him this still, once before. But there were no mandrake leaves to save him, not this time. He was too young. He shouldn’t have been fighting a war, the brave and naïve boy.

Pomona Sprout kneeled next to her then, and Minerva sobbed on her shoulder.

“A boy”, she cried. “He was a boy, he was a child. Children, they were children.”

Pomona let her weep, and then she said,

“There are children here still. They are alive, and they need you, and more will come, and you’ll be there. And you’ll be fine.”

And she was right. Minerva collected the pieces once again, and she moved on. She sent a box of chocolates to Dennis Creevey, as Remus would have done, because he was so much better at being kind than her. Than any of them, really. Dennis sent her a photograph, an old picture of Albus and her, the Weasley twins laughing in the background. She met Molly Weasley for tea, and they shared anecdotes. And she went back to Hogwarts and she kept teaching, because she was a teacher before anything else. She became the new headmaster. The best one of them all.

Some years later, Neville Longbottom knocked at her door, asking for a job. She remembered all the times he had come, asking for advice with his stammering voice. She remembered the way he had led the resistance, the way he had stood up and defied the ones who had made his parents lose their minds. The way he had worked hard and stubborn, never giving up. She offered him a biscuit and some tea. She had never felt so proud.

When he left, she went through some papers. She looked up and the portrait of Albus Dumbledore winked at her. She smiled and went back to work.

When Teddy Lupin arrived at Hogwarts for the first time, expectation in his eyes and bright colours in his hair, he was nothing like the other orphan who had stared at her once upon a time, the one who had had skinny elbows and broken glasses. Teddy Lupin wasn’t looking for a family, he already had one. But, as she had done before, she saw another student, and for her, that was enough.

She was a teacher. Students were her children. And she was their rock.

anonymous asked:

nah, hogwarts houses are abt what a character values. lance is a slytherin hes got so much ambition and values it. keith values found fam a lot but hes really closed off, sorting hat would be split between gryff or huff. pidge is slytherin through and through, broke into the garrison. hunks a gryff bc like, balmera and hes really blunt. shiro is a hufflepuff for sure "patience yields focus". coran is ravenclaw head. alluras... idk hatstall seems legit but she would ask for gryff

Anon, you get me :’)

I apologize for the long-ass response below, I just like 2 talk.

  • Lance went into Hogwarts wanting to be a Gryffindor bc he’s a half-blood or muggleborn who has only ever heard abt how badass/heroic Gryffs are (the HP universe is biased towards Gryffs okay don’t argue with me on this). Lance got off the train bragging about how he’d be in Gryffindor only for the Sorting Hat to shout out ‘SLYTHERIN’ the second it touched his head. 
    • Lance held up the entire class for a good three minutes because he was arguing w the Sorting Hat lmfaoooooo however Lance realized Slytherins were ballers by the second day and he now has an intense amount of house pride.
  • Keith is very similar to Lance in that he always figured he’d be a Gryffindor?? Like, people would always tell him ‘oh you’re a Gryff for sure’ and Keith would just shrug and go along with it, but deep down something didn’t really… fit. Because Keith is many things. He can be reckless and impulsive and oftentimes relies more on instinct than logic, but that doesn’t automatically translate into bravery. Keith doesn’t think of himself as a hero.
    • So when he got to the Sorting Hat 11yo Keith was sort of… resigned to his fate. He was very, “Let’s get this over with.” Which the Hat noticed. And the Hat knocked on his head and said, “What do you want?”
    • The thing Keith wants, above all, is a family. But he’d never admit that out loud. Fortunately, the Sorting Hat is some omnipotent being who can hear all your thoughts (for better or for worse), so it sent Keith to Hufflepuff, where he could be with his brother (Shiro). 
    • The idea was, Shiro’s the one best-suited for helping Keith come out of his shell, Shiro is loved by his House, so through him Hufflepuff can learn to love Keith. This plan kind of worked out?? Like Keith sometimes refuses to meet Hufflepuff halfway, but it’s a work-in-progress.
  • Pidge is a Slytherin like y’all… Lance and Pidge are bona fide Slytherins, through and through. Pidge actually broke tradition with her House placement because the Holts are like a… legendary Ravenclaw family. I like to believe it’s because Pidge actually takes more after her mom than her dad, at least in terms of personality LOL.
    • People often assume loving your family is strictly a one House kind of thing (Hufflepuff) but?? There are nuances. I’ll try to explain it by highlighting the differences between Keith and Pidge. In season 1, Pidge tries to leave the team so she can find her dad/brother, because to Pidge family trumps everything. Keith, however, understands that there’s no point in saving your family if you let another family die. Keith basically values all lives equally (or at least in theory). So in an ironic moment, it seems like the Hufflepuff is more pragmatic than the Slytherin, lol.
    • Slytherin demands ambition, loyalty, and a stubborness that’ll carry you through any challenge. Lance is an ambitiously loyal Slytherin, while Pidge is a loyally stubborn one.
  • Again, Hunk is a student who went into Hogwarts with preconceived expectations. Like, Hunk is the Neville Longbottom of this story. He grew up with other wizarding kids who never stfu about the bravery of Gryffindor, the power of Slytherin, the brilliance of Ravenclaw, and the kindness of Hufflepuff. And Hunk, well. He didn’t think of himself as particularly brave, or powerful, or brilliant (even though he literally has 10/10 In All Of Those), but he did value kindness, and he tried to be kind every day. So, y’know, Hunk thought he was a shoe-in for Hufflepuff.
    • HE’S NOT. MY BOY IS A GRYFFINDOR. Here’s the cheesy answer: there is bravery and strength in being kind. There is wisdom in being kind. Kindness for the sake of kindness is the greatest virtue of all.
    • Here’s the realistic answer: Hunk is a goddamn mountain of a person. He is the man who can’t be moved. Can you out stubborn a rock?? No. Can you out-crush a rock?? No. 
    • Hunk isn’t brave because he wants to be a hero. Hunk is brave because, when others are in trouble, someone has to do something. Hunk is brave because he is too kind and too gentle to be anything but.
  • People are always surprised when Shiro reveals he’s a Hufflepuff because he seems like a model Gryffindor. He’s a leader, he’s calm under pressure, he’s a hero. That just screams Gryff… right?
    • In case you haven’t realized, the moral of this story is that You Don’t Have To Be A Lion To Be A Hero.
    • Shiro’s explanation is going to be kind of short bc I’m more of a casual ‘yeah, he’s a Huff’ kind of person. Shiro is basically the Cedric Diggory of this au in more ways than one lol.
    • The gist of it is that Shiro is just this kind dude who isn’t in it for glory but rather to just?? Pull through?? If everyone is alive and only mildly traumatized at the end of the day, that’s a win in Shiro’s book. In terms of like, survival, Gryffindors are more jump into action, Slytherins and Ravenclaws make a detailed plan, and Hufflepuffs know to take things one day at a time.

Tbfh I am too tired to analyze Allura and Coran but ur right anon in that Allura is a 15-minute hat stall who chose to go to Gryffindor (like her pops!!!!). Coran is the Head of Ravenclaw (or slotted to be, maybe the human equivalent of the Green Lion is the Head rn. I don’t know or really care).

Anyway I’m going to end this post here so I can go get dinner. Good yard everyone.

Worth

Canon ‘verse Dean and Cas talking about feelings

read it here on AO3!

“Cas, I just - I don’t think we can do this,” Dean says.

And Cas, sitting beside him in shotgun, tastes loss in his mouth. He stares straight ahead.

He’s been waiting for this, if he’s honest with himself. It was too good to be true. He and Dean have been - things have been different between them, recently. They’ve been saying more, showing more. It’s been filling a part of Cas that he hadn’t even understood was aching and empty, until suddenly it wasn’t.

But now…

“It’s - you know, we got jobs to do,” Dean says. Outside, the night rolls past. They’re driving home to the bunker, shopping bags in the back. The trip was domestic, even sweet; but at the check-outs, Cas saw Dean’s face. He’d known that something was shifting. He’d known that there was trouble to come.

“Jobs?” he manages.

“Yeah, Cas, jobs. We got the world to save. Half the time we’re throwing ourselves under the bus so it won’t drive off the cliff, and that’s good, because the bus won’t crash, but…” He pauses; Cas says nothing. “But - God, Cas, it’s so much harder to throw yourself under the bus when you got someone out there who makes you think you shouldn’t have to.”

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SKAM S04E10 Clip 3 - Jonas

JONAS: Once, he forgot to bring his bike so I had to..

EMMA: You had to..?

JONAS: I had to take..

EMMA: You had to take his bike?

JONAS: But I’ll text you.

EMMA: Yeah. We will.

JONAS: Yeah.

EMMA: Where are you going?

JONAS: To the A-building.

EMMA: Okay.

JONAS: And you?

EMMA: To the B-building.

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Let’s take a moment to appreciate how much fucking LOVE there is in Star Wars and how fast it happens but how REAL it feels, how PRECIOUS it is

So I’m a very, very shippy person, and I ship a lot of stuff in Star Wars hard but I want to take a moment to appreciate how friendships form in these amazing movies. 

Let’s start with a New Hope. 

Here is Han Solo. 

All he wants is to be a grumpy smuggler with one trustworthy, hairy friend and no debts and no worries. 

Is that so much to ask?

Hahaha, yes, sir. Yes it is.

Because here is this goddamn FARM kid who is naive and idealistic and believes SO HARD in doing the right thing and is so disappointed in how jaded Han is

and also this sassy, rude, intelligent BRAT of a princess who has lost everything but still believe so much in their pointless rebellion and she’s also so very disappointed in how jaded he is

and he wants so much to just walk away, but he CAN’T because even though he’s known them for A DAY they are in his head and they’re in his heart, and fuck it, he comes back and helps them save the day (and so many days after) and they are SO HAPPY

BEAUTIFUL. FREAKIN BEAUTIFUL. 

Then there’s FORCE AWAKENS. 

Where we have this guy who about to get executed, but at the last minute he’s saved by a guy who desperately wants to escape, because he doesn’t want to be a weapon. He’s dressed like the enemy, but he says it’s a rescue.

And even though Poe has suffered so much torture at the hands of these people he’s just like OKAY I TRUST YOU LET’S FUCKING DO THIS

and then they’re escaping he realizes those bastards never even gave his savior a NAME and he’s like:

THAT IS SOME BULLSHIT, YOU DO HAVE A NAME, IT IS FINN. I AM NAMING YOU FINN AND YOU ARE MY BUDDY. THAT COOL? 

And Finn is like YES, YES IT IS. 

But then it’s NOT cool because things go wrong and he tries really hard to save Poe but there IS no Poe and all there is a jacket, but he takes it, because even though it was so brief, they had this CONNECTION , and he wants to remember this brave man who gave him a name and got him OUT of hell

But then, OMG.

THERE IS POE. 

THERE IS FINN.

HE IS ALIVE!!! HE’S HERE!  

AND IT’S TIME TO SHAMELESSLY RUN ACROSS A CROWDED BASE AND LEAP INTO EACH OTHERS ARMS BECAUSE WTF WE ARE BOTH ALIVE AND WE’VE FOUND EACH OTHER AGAIN, aND YOU COMPLETED MY MISSION! 


YOU ARE A GOOD MAN AND YOU ARE MY BUDDY.

HAVE MY JACKET AND MY HEART (oh fuck I did a shipping thing sorry I’ll stop now)

SO PURE. 

Now.

Let’s go back to that grumpy smuggler. 

Sadly because of reasons he has become a grumpy smuggler once again. 

BUT HE MEETS A GIRL. 

A GIRL WHO IS SMART AND BRAVE AND ADORABLE AND CAN FLY HIS SHIP? 

BUT ALSO SHE IS A SAD, LOST, LONELY PUPPY AND HE’S KINDA SAD AND LOST TOO.

SO EVEN THOUGH HE’S KNOWN HER FOR ONE DAY HE BETTER GIVE HER A DAD OFFER JOB OFFER. 

Grumpily.

And last but not least (THERE IS NO LEAST, EVERYTHING IS AMAZING) we’ve got Finn and Rey

They start off a little rocky because of misunderstandings 

And also, explosions

but 20 minutes later…

they are BFFs and SO FUCKING DELIGHTED with each other

And they kinda get pulled in different directions for a second because they’ve both got SOME SHIT going on, but the SECOND he realizes she’s in danger, it’s NOPE. I WILL GO TO THE LAST PLACE IN THE GALAXY I WANT TO BE FOR YOU. I WILL RISK EVERYTHING. 

AND I WILL GET YOU BACK BECAUSE A LEGIT DAY AGO WE DIDN’T HAVE FAMILIES BUT NOW WE DO. 

I just love them all so much. I’m so happy they found each other. MY HEART. 

Some Positivity For My Trans Buds 💛

There is no such thing as being “not trans enough”.

To my gorgeous trans ladies:
💛You don’t have to wear makeup; it does not decide your gender. Your eyebrows and skin and eyes can be as cared for or as natural as you want. And your hair can be long or short, coloured or natural, it doesn’t matter.

💛You do not have to have a chest that isn’t flat. Some cis women have flat chests as it is, you are not defined by which curves you possess and which ones you don’t.

💛You do not have to have “girly” hobbies. You can do sports, play video games, watch football. It doesn’t matter if you don’t sew or play around with makeup. Only do whatever makes you happy, don’t do something just to fit more into the box of the female gender stereotypes.

💛You do not have to feel the need to go into a woman’s bathroom or anything else. If it doesn’t make you comfortable, don’t feel obliged to do so. You can stick with your familiarities and still be a woman.

💛You don’t have to be a straight woman. You can like whoever you want, and it doesn’t make you any less of a woman.

💛You are gorgeous and so brave. I love you all so much💛

To my handsome trans boys;

💛You don’t have to leave your skin plain. You can paint yourself with make up and play with it and make yourself pretty. Who doesn’t want to be pretty? And your hair can be any colour or length or style you want.

💛Your chest does not need to be flat. If you do not have access to a binder or a sports top or top surgery or anything to make your chest flatter- it doesn’t matter. Some cis men don’t have flat chests, and, besides, the shape of your body doesn’t define your gender.

💛You do not need to have “manly” hobbies. You don’t have to scream at the TV screen at football or anything, you can go ahead and enjoy your gossiping or your watching beauty videos. You can do whatever you want, and you don’t have to force yourself to fit into the box if you’re not comfortable doing those things and you enjoy other things.

💛You do not have to feel the need to go into the men’s restrooms. You can go wherever you feel comfortable, and if your comfort lies in familiarity, then you can go where you wish, and do what you want.

💛You do not have to be straight. You can have sexual attraction to men or whoever you want, it doesn’t make you less of a man.

💛You are so handsome, and so brave. I love you all so much💛


You’re all doing amazingly. Stay positive 💛


- Claude

Attack Of The Clones

Request:

Hey request are open. Can we get where the reader can duplicate and but she starts duplicating in her sleep. So it freaks the whole team out so they confront the reader about it.            


Bucky has created a chatroom.

Bucky has added Bruce, Thor, Clint.

Bucky: BANNER

Clint: BRUCE

Thor: SIR OF SCIENCE

Bruce: Yes, what can I, Sir of Science, do for either of you?

Bucky: Can you explain Y/N’s powers, but without the science?

Bruce: Y/N can duplicate them-self, or objects. That’s all I can say without getting into the science.

Bucky: Can I have more details please? Especially about the clones.

Bruce: Any duplicate of Y/N is an independent, self thinking version of Y/N, and usually contains one trait of Y/N that defines their whole personality. Sometimes they have no traits of Y/N, and take on their own.

Bucky: Now… how do you get rid of the clone?

Bruce: Any other way you’d get rid of someone, or have Y/N dissipate them.

Clint: So, we’re stuck with them until Y/N wakes up?

Bruce: Clarify.

Thor: Y/N HAS BEEN SUMMONING THEIR DOPPLEGANGERS AS THEY SLUMBER.

Thor: WE ARE GRAVELY OUTNUMBERED.

Thor: THE DOPPLEGANGERS HAVE TAKEN OVER.

Thor: WE MUST RETREAT TO SOME PLACE SAFE.

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abriaashley  asked:

Who do you think fell in love first and at which moments do you think Dany and Jon realized they loved each other?

Oooh I love this question! Bless you haha.

I think Dany fell first and it happened in 7.05 when Jon touched Drogon. She’s never seen a man exhibit that kind bravery or acceptance of her dragons and the power she has as their mother. 

In ADWD Dany even wonders if she’ll ever find someone who really accepts her like that:

“And who would ever dare to love a dragon?”

You can just see from the way she’s looking at Jon that she’s so surprised, she’s not quite sure what to make of it. She isn’t smiling, she isn’t angry, she’s just … intrigued.

And then Jon looks up at her, and they have this intense eye contact while he’s got tears in his eyes. It’s a moment of pure understanding where they both wordlessly acknowledge how amazing it is that Drogon even exists, that Dany is RIDING him, and of course, that Jon is brave enough to face him down and pet him like he’s a puppy haha.

I think that Dany, whose past love interests have been confident and powerful men, sees in Jon the kind of thing that draws her in–courage. But she also sees tenderness and a lack of judgment. Yes, he calls her dragons beasts. But he likes them and admires them. He admires her, too. 

So I think that this is when she falls for him. And unfortunately it’s right after this that Dany has let Jon go since he volunteers for the wight hunt. Her immediate and emotional reaction to his plan to leave just further proves that she’s already caught feels by this point haha. She does not want him to go. Because if he should die, where else is she going to find a handsome, kind, brave man like Jon who is the exact sort of leader she needs by her side politically and romantically?

I think Jon falls for her when she shows up to save them at the wight hunt. He had seemingly lost all hope in that moment and was facing down the horde of wights with this angry look of acceptance, like he was trying to rationalize that they’d failed and this is where things were going to end for them.

But then Dany shows up with all three dragons and you can just see so much awe and gratitude on Jon’s face when he’s gazing up at her on Drogon. 

My personal favorite moment is when he shoves Tormund out of the way to get a better look lol. 

This scene allows Jon to see that Dany isn’t just some queen who has others take care of her. She flew North of the Wall, a dangerous place completely unknown to her, to save them herself. She’s willing to fight for her people just like Jon was proud to do (unlike Ramsay) at the BotB. And he also gets to see here that the dragons aren’t just tools of destruction–they can be used as a force for good. 

And of course the aftermath of this scene confirms his feelings when he is the one to initiate physical contact with her by reaching for her hand on the boat, and he calls her “my queen” basically as a term of endearment. I know he was swearing fealty but the way he said it as a substitute for “Dany” and the sweet little lazy smile on his face… I die. Dany is the queen of his heart haha. 

“Your mother was a brave woman”

A.k.a. Zuko gets Katara like no-one else, oh-my-god-kill-me-with-a-wooden-spoon-how-are-they-not-canon?

Because, you see, you see, Bravery is a Big Deal in the Water Tribe. Pretty much like Honour in the Fire Nation (and hello parallel i noticed but never paid attention to).

Like, the Mark of the Brave is a big deal. We see this when Bato gives Sokka and Katara one, and again when the Northern Water Tribe chief gives it out before the siege. It serves as proof that one is a True Tribes(wo)man and is prepared to fight, and die, for the Tribe.

Bravery is uplifted as the Ultimate, Most Important, True Virtue in the Water Tribe.

And Zuko, who, more likely than not, knows nothing about this aspect of Water Tribe culture, chooses to call Katara’s mother Brave.

Like???

Look, if this episode was written by someone else, I could be convinced that this was chosen at random, but Elizabeth Welch Ehasz knows what she’s doing. This was a deliberate choice.

They deliberately had Zuko instinctively chose the most meaningful thing to say.

LiKe??!!?

The thing that Katara would most want to hear, the thing that would give the most comfort in this situation. Zuko said it. With no prior knowledge.

LIkE?!?!?!?!??

He understood her. Down to the marrow of their bones they knew and understood and acknowledged each other. And I’m just?!??!

How??!!? How do yoU meSs tHis up??!!

HooOoW!?!?

The Signs as my Favourite Men in Literature

*Careful! Contains elements of sarcasm.

Rhett Butler, sexy and sarcastic twat with a heart of gold (literally, because he is that rich) who enjoys making fun of everything and everyone and watching dumb people being dumb // Aries

Originally posted by fitz-and-giggles

brutally honest, handsome, physically strong, sarcastic, selfish, self-confident, drawn by goodness, afraid of rejection, wild behaviour, rebellious, charming, “ungentlemanly”, often amused and seldom serious

Edmond Dantès (Count of Monte Christo), a very decent guy who is imprisoned without any logical reason but manages to break out, starts a spicy campaign to avenge himself upon all the dumbasses who turned him in, becomes rich and powerful, HOT! // Taurus

Originally posted by thesunofdorne

kind, honest, innocent, living by traditional codes, naturally intelligent, honorable, driven by duty, loving, forgiving, later bitter and vengeful, hateful, resourceful, imaginative, protective

Mr. Fitzwiliam Darcy, a snobbish and arrogant jackass who so mercifully decided to propose to Elizabeth “against his better judgement” when he obviously could’ve had every woman in England // Gemini

Originally posted by moreofmatthewmacfadyen

honest, self-confident, feels superior, prideful, arrogant, assuming, sensitive, later easygoing, introverted, great communicating skills, great at analysing and organizing, has own set of values, dismissive, aloof, brave and stubborn, protective, chivalrous

Jay Gatsby, a romantic and gentle flower that is ridiculously obsessed with the past and can’t get over himself, seemingly thinks he’s the nicest guy in the universe and a beast in bed, tbh why would Daisy even look at other men? // Cancer

Originally posted by intangibil

dreamer, restless, delusional, charming, gracious, enigmatic, kind-hearted, determined, wealthy, passionate, dedicated to love, optimistic, energetic, loving, lives in another world, giving, caring, nostalgic

Harry Potter, a dork who needs friends who save him from all the stupid bullshit he attempts to do, he wouldn’t even have managed to get through the first year of school without Hermione and Ron, being his companion includes being dragged into some seriously concerning and dangerous shit // Leo

Originally posted by little-flightlessbird

brave, strong, devoted to his beliefs, strong-willed, warm-hearted, hot-tempered, impulsive, lack of emotional control, moody, witty, curious, protective, loving, humble, loyal, forgiving, grateful, stubborn, modest

Sherlock Holmes, a mental trainwreck and annoying know-it-all, I really understand why Dr. Watson is the only one who can stand his company because there’s not enough patience in the world to deal with this one, but I guess masterminds have to be hoes with a god-complex // Virgo

Originally posted by dailysherlockholmes

high intelligence, perceptive to details, workaholic, concentrates strongly, energetic, perfectionist, possesses a genius mind, creative imagination, stubborn, narcissistic, understands and analyzes human behaviour, lacks empathy for others, supresses emotions, overthinker

Atticus Finch, tbh I don’t know if there is a bad thing I could say about this man, he is a great and loving father, he is a badass lawyer and he shoots like a young god, i mean look at him! who wouldn’t want to be Mrs. Finch? // Libra

Originally posted by frerodelavega

kind-hearted, fair, stern but loving, honest, consistent, fights for justice, calm, quiet, moral, open-minded, courageous, strong-minded, respectful, faithful, wise, empathetic, intelligent, omniscient, great guide/Mentor

Edward Fairfax Rochester, a rude and horny but romantic dude who totally forgot that he locked his wife in the basement and thinks bigamy is a perfectly legit thing // Scorpio

Originally posted by royallstorm

excessively passionate, guided by senses, good at reading other’s minds, wild, desires a new life, pompous, genuine, often incapable of restraining his desires, dark and brooding, seeks innocence and freshness in contrast to his troubled life, deeply loving

Enjolras, a super-handsome hunk who thinks about the Revolution 24/7, honestly so much wasted potential because where’s the romance?, but then again it is borderline sexy to fight for what you believe in // Sagittarius

Originally posted by lieselcats

believes in democracy and freedom, charming but also capable of being terrible, rebellious, determined, ambitious, stubborn,  passionate, wild, beautiful, has radical beliefs, stoic, unafraid, “gives more light”, typical leader

Macbeth, incredibly hot and brave warrior who has some trouble with his self-esteem and has to show his wife what a manly man he is, totally obsessed with power which is sexy at the beginning but then it just gets weird // Capricorn

Originally posted by spindle-berry

brave and capable warrior, consuming ambition, self-doubt, powerful, lonely, feels guilty, very manly, kind at the beginning, treacherous, imaginative, ruthless, gullible, loving towards his wife, loyal when not inflicted with his ambition, arrogant, respectful

Jean Valjean, a former prisoner with a giant heart and a helper syndrome, tbh it’s a little bit annoying how good he actually becomes, particularly because he has a shit ton of own problems including a cop whose only mission in life is to catch him // Aquarius

Originally posted by broadwayreprise

honest, hard-working, compassionate, loving, willing to discover goodness, helps others, has a giant heart, idealist, takes responsibility if necessary, brave, selfless, intelligent and perceptive, strong and agile, protective, soft-hearted

Heathcliff, a really sexy beast with the attitude of a bad boy, can’t get over his first and only love and obviously has to behave like the biggest jerk on earth, obsessed with Catherine to the point where it gets really creepy, anyway I guess sex with him takes you to paradise // Pisces

Originally posted by directriz

wild and natural, amoral, cruel, possesses stormy emotions, vengeful, hates and loves with the same intensity, cares for those he loves and desires, obsessive, loyal, passionate, powerful, adventurous but silent child, mysterious

Happily Ever After // Remus Lupin

 A/N: Don’t ask me what this trash is because I don’t know. I’ve been doing Driver’s Ed shit all week and my brain isn’t functioning properly sorry if this is terrible lmao. I don’t have the energy to edit this either pls don’t hate me 

Originally posted by mrsgarfieldxo

Remus woke with a start. Sharp, loud cries echoed through the dark bedroom. He let out a tired groan as he rubbed at his eyes, moving your arm off of his bare chest. He did his best to gracefully scoot out of the bed without waking you. Your chin slipped off his shoulder and rested softly on the corner of his pillow. A sleepy smile grew on his face as you stirred a little, mumbling his name and smiling in your sleep.

The baby in the crib at the window let out a piercing cry, and Remus winced, glancing at you. You’d woken up, but he didn’t need to know that. You watched him pad the rest of the way over to the white wooden crib after mentally deciding you were still sleeping. He peered down at the baby, smiling gently at her for a couple seconds as he fumbled with a beautiful lavender throw Lily had made for your daughter draped across a rocking chair Remus’ grandfather had built. You watched him through squinted eyes and blurry vision as he lifted your daughter carefully from her crib. He swaddled her in the blanket, hushing her quietly and rocking her in his arms. He smiled softly at her, “Hello, my love. What’s the matter? Oh, sweetheart, stop crying. Nothing to fret over, angel. Daddy’s going to fix you right up.” 

You felt a smile grace your face as you watched Remus. You didn’t think you’d ever seen a more beautiful sight; your whole world standing together, painted in soft, pallid moonlight pouring through the open blinds. You watched Remus leave the room, coming back shortly with a bottle and your now quiet daughter. He took a seat in the rocking chair, lifting the bottle to the baby’s mouth. If she hadn’t been quiet before, she definitely was now. Remus gazed down at her, an expression full of love and adoration for the girl evident on his face. You wanted to giggle at the smile on his face; the ‘stupidly in love’ grin he always gave you. Your daughter finished the bottle up quickly, but still she remained restless. You frowned. A bottle normally put her right back to sleep. You contemplated getting up to give Remus a break, but then he began talking to the child, and as you listened, you decided you wouldn’t dare interrupt this.

“My beautiful little angel,” he whispered, staring down at her. He began to rock slowly. His fingers danced on the baby’s belly for a couple seconds. She laughed and Remus smiled wider. What a beautiful sound it was, her laugh. Your husband spoke again, “I was always a night owl, too. Your mummy though,” he paused to laugh, “well, that woman passes out at seven and doesn’t wake up until noon the next day. But, sometimes, she can’t sleep. It’s normal, darling, don’t worry. When Mummy can’t sleep, I always tell her stories. You want to hear a story, love? I believe you’re a tad too young to count sheep.”

Remus wiggled his fingers on your baby’s belly once more, causing her to let out a little shriek. “I’ll take that as a yes, then, Hope.”

Hope. You’d insisted on naming your daughter that. Not only was it Remus’ mother’s name, but it was exactly what Remus needed when she came around, and it was exactly what she delivered. After James, Lily, and Peter were killed and Sirius was taken to Azkaban, Remus had fallen into a deep hole of depression, and you couldn’t help him out of it. Most of your pregnancy was spent alone, and the stress of it all nearly killed you and Hope both, but you made it through. And when she was born, the twinkle in Remus’ eye return and with each passing day of having his child, he began to smile again and your hope for him to get better, his hope for a future, the hopes you shared for your baby and each other had been restored. That’s what your child was, pure hope.

You were torn from your thoughts as Remus’ silky voice filled the room again and the story began. “Once upon a time, there lived a princess; a beautiful, kind girl with the prettiest, fairest smile and a knack for loving things others thought unlovable. I know what you’re thinking, darling. This already sounds a lot like ‘Beauty and The Beast.’ Perhaps it is, in a way. The princess lived in a glorious castle called Hogwarts where she ruled over her people in the Ravenclaw Tower, a place for the witty ones. The castle was a big place full of magic and wonder. Her loyal knights, Sir James and Sir Remus,” he paused and giggled quietly at himself, “lived in the Gryffindor tower, a place for the bravest of them all. And down deep in the dungeons of Hogwarts lived a slimy little man named Snivellus, a mad sorcerer who wanted to see the downfall of the Princess Y/N and take her throne.”

You forced back a laugh. Serverus Snape was many things, but he was not a mad sorcerer and only got the chance to see your downfall once, before it was quickly taken care of. Remus continued, “One day, Princess Y/N was with her best friend, Hademar the Owl, in Hogwarts’ Owlery writing a note to her parents, who lived far, far away. Sir Remus was off with his mate Sir James, chasing after the fair maiden Lily Evans. Sir James was hooked on her, and always had a new plan to steal Lily’s heart, which almost always involved Sir Remus doing something crazy. And so, the princess was left unprotected by her brave knights giving Slimy Snivellus the perfect chance to use his latest terrible sorcery on her. While the brave knights tried to coax Lily Evans into going on a date to Hogsmeade with the poor, lovestruck, hopeless Sir James, Snivellus sat in a dark corner with his pathetic chemistry set, brewing up a terrible poison. He had the perfect plan to steal Princess Y/N’s crown. He would dip a fresh apple into his nasty concoction and trick the princess into taking a bite, putting her in a deep sleep for the rest of your life.” He laughed a little, “And knowing Princess Y/N, it was a pretty good plan. Her subjects wouldn’t have a hard time believing she’d retired from her princess duties to sleep for the rest of eternity.”  

You could tell Hope was dozing, but Remus didn’t seem to care. He continued his story. “Greasy Ol’ Sniv slithered up the steps to the owlery, a shiny red apple in his hand. Sir Remus was still distracted with Sir James’ shenanigans and was nowhere to stop the villainous creature. Snivellus approached Princess Y/N with a sly, disgustingly menacing smile on his face and offered her the apple. She reached out to take the gift. You see, Princess Y/N was very kind and always believed in second chances. But, as soon as she touched the apple, Sir Remus felt a sick feeling in his stomach. He knew something was wrong. So, he pulled out is magical map and searched for Princess Y/N frantically. Once he found her, he raced to the owlery, wand in hand. What’s going to happen, my love? Hm, Hope? Think Dad- Sir Remus can save the day?”

You shifted slightly, becoming uncomfortable. Remus glanced at you, but you shut your eyes quickly. When you opened them up again, he was finishing up the story. “Just in time, Sir Remus burst through the door and shouted a spell, knocking the poisoned apple out of the princess’ hand. She started to shout at Sir Remus, not letting him explain his side of the story before resorting to screaming, as usual.” You tried not to snort at that little comment. Remus just put on a stupid smirk and kept story-telling, “Sir James was right behind Sir Remus, sweet Lily hot on his trail. He put magical, unreakable handcuffs on greasy, slimy, disgusting Snivellus. Lily gave him a victorious kiss and Sir James nearly went into cardiac arrest. As for the princess, she’d stopped yelling and allowed Sir Remus some speaking time. He finished his explanation of why he’d saved her ungrateful, shouting life with a brave smile and the princess’ heart thumped out of her chest – her very nice chest. She jumped for joy and thanked Sir Remus a million hundred times. She gave him lots of thank you kisses, and thank you other things, and eventually told Sir Remus that she was in love with him. Yeah, she was so whipped, Hope. After begging a million times, the princess finally convinced Sir Remus to marry her. As for Sir James and the fair maiden Lily Evans, they had a big beautiful wedding and loved each other until the very end…and still do. The Hogwarts castle was a peace with its new Prince and Princess and Daddy and Mummy lived happily ever after.”

Remus kissed the top of Hope’s head. He stood up and placed the sleeping baby back in her crib carefully with a whisper, “The End. Goodnight, my love. Daddy loves you so much, Hope.”

With a yawn, he sleepily walked back to the bed, laying down carefully beside you. You pursed your lips and shuffled around, coming to lay on his chest after he’d burrowed back into the blankets. You smiled, “Princess Y/N, huh?”

Remus let out a loud groan before pushing your giggling figure off his chest, rolling over on his side and hiding his crimson cheeks. You laughed, placing a soft kiss on his cheek and wrapping your arms and legs around him, “Goodnight, my brave prince.”

Sansa and her “Stark connection”

Since the fandom is always saying how Sansa is not a Real Stark ™    I wanted to  make a post in which I explain why Sansa, born in the Winter (unlike Arya or Bran or Rickon born in the long Summer), in Winterfell (unlike Jon or Robb born in the south) will always be a Stark ( no Lannister or Baelish or whatever…), no matter who she is forced to marry (to survive I might add..). 

 In AGOT Sansa (before her father died, and when she was meant to marry joffrey) is already very proud of her Stark origins. 

Alyn carried the Stark banner. When she saw him rein in beside Lord Beric to exchange words, it made Sansa feel ever so proud.

While prefering The Seven (like her mother) she does admire the poetry of the old gods. 

Besides, even if she could leave the castle, where would she go? It was enough that she could walk in the yard, pick flowers in Myrcella’s garden, and visit the sept to pray for her father. Sometimes she prayed in the godswood as well, since the Starks kept the old gods.

By the time she reached the godswood, the noises had faded to a faint rattle of steel and a distant shouting. Sansa pulled her cloak tighter. The air was rich with the smells of earth and leaf. Lady would have liked this place, she thought. There was something wild about a godswood; even here, in the heart of the castle at the heart of the city, you could feel the old gods watching with a thousand unseen eyes.

While she is called little bird, or little dove (when people want to undermine her), she is called wolf  too.

Tyrion found himself thinking of his wife. Not Sansa; his first wife, Tysha. The whore wife, not the wolf wife.

“Your Grace has forgotten the Lady Sansa,” said Pycelle.

The queen bristled. “I most certainly have not forgotten that little she-wolf.” She refused to say the girl’s name.

And Sansa herself when she is in put  a hard position takes courage in her Stark origins. Its something that gives her  strength:

Do as you’re told, sweetling, it won’t be so bad. Wolves are supposed to be brave, aren’t they?

“Brave. Sansa took a deep breath. I am a Stark, yes, I can be brave.

"Winterfell?” Robert was small for eight, a stick of a boy with splotchy skin and eyes that were always runny. Under one arm he clutched the threadbare cloth doll he carried everywhere.

Winterfell is the seat of House Stark,” Sansa told her husband-to-be. “The great castle of the north.”

“Do you require guarding?” Marillion said lightly. “I am composing a new song, you should know. A song so sweet and sad it will melt even your frozen heart. ‘The Roadside Rose,’ I mean to call it. About a baseborn girl so beautiful she bewitched every man who laid eyes upon her.

I am a Stark of Winterfell, she longed to tell him. Instead she nodded, and let him escort her down the tower steps and along a bridge. 

 Petyr put his arm around her. “What if it is truth he wants, and justice for his murdered lady?” He smiled. “I know Lord Nestor, sweetling. Do you imagine I’d ever let him harm my daughter?

"I am not your daughter, she thought. I am Sansa Stark, Lord Eddard’s daughter and Lady Catelyn’s, the blood of Winterfell.

"As was bringing me here, when you swore to take me home.”She wondered where this courage had come from, to speak to him so frankly. From Winterfell, she thought. I am stronger within the walls of Winterfell.

I will tell my aunt that I don’t want to marry Robert. Not even the High Septon himself could declare a woman married if she refused to say the vows. She wasn’t a beggar, no matter what her aunt said. She was thirteen, a woman flowered and wed, the heir to Winterfell.

.His seamed and solemn face brought back all of Sansa’s memories of his time at Winterfell. She remembered him at table, speaking quietly with her mother. She heard his voice booming off the walls when he rode back from a hunt with a buck behind his saddle. She could see him in the yard, a practice sword in hand, hammering her father to the ground and turning to defeat Ser Rodrik as well. He will know me. How could he not? She considered throwing herself at his feet to beg for his protection. He never fought for Robb, why should he fight for me?

From the high battlements of the gatehouse, the whole world spread out below them. Sansa could see the Great Sept of Baelor on Visenya’s hill, where her father had died. At the other end of the Street of the Sisters stood the fire-blackened ruins of the Dragonpit. To the west, the swollen red sun was half-hidden behind the Gate of the Gods. The salt sea was at her back, and to the south was the fish market and the docks and the swirling torrent of the Blackwater Rush. And to the north …She turned that way, and saw only the city, streets and alleys and hills and bottoms and more streets and more alleys and the stone of distant walls. Yet she knew that beyond them was open country, farms and fields and forests, and beyond that, north and north and north again, stood Winterfell.

but personally my favorite line about Sansa being always a Stark and belonging North in Winterfell  (Never a Lannister! , no matter who she marries) is this quote by Ned: 

When it was over, he said, “Choose four men and have them take the body north. Bury her at Winterfell.”

“All that way?” Jory said, astonished.

“All that way,” Ned affirmed. “The Lannister woman shall never have this skin.

Sansa whole story (to me) is about her journey retaking her Stark origins which were stolen from her in the worst of way, just like they killed her wolf Lady. But just like Lady remains, Sansa place is and always will be in the north, as a Stark of Winterfell. 

The Arrangement (pt 2)

A/N: it’s been forever since I updated this and I’ve been meaning to for so long. I just recently reblogged part 1 and it’s also linked down below so read it there! Hope y’all like this. Request for part 3~


Perhaps this was how your life was meant to be, and maybe it wasn’t as bad as you thought. You parents no longer monitored everything you did and nagged you like before. You practically had the entire house to yourself because you rarely saw your husband in the first place. You got quite far in your career because work became your one and only priority. Therefore, you were quite respected in the corporate world. People knew you were not one to be messed with. Who would have thought you were nothing but helpless in your marriage though?

However, you longed for more.You wanted someone to come home to. You wanted a little you running around the big house to fill the empty space. And more importantly, you wanted the love of a husband. You wanted a family. Was that so wrong? 


You found it hard to believe that your parents believed that you were in a happy marriage. They were always meddling in your business, but they didn’t realize that you and Jimin weren’t leading the life you said you were. But as long as they were happy, you could stay in the marriage. 

Jimin felt the same too. He owed a lot to his parents. Especially since they weren’t related to him by blood anyways. Jimin’s biological parents passed away when he was just four years old. He was fortunate enough to get adopted into a wonderful family a few months later, not to mention a rather rich family. As he grew up, he was groomed to become the heir to the Park family, but he was also showered with love from his parents. So when the marriage came up, he could do nothing but say yes. 

It’s not like he was in love with anyone else to really oppose the marriage in the first place. In fact, he was known to be quite the player. So when he found out he was getting married, he was angry, to say the least. But he would do anything to keep his parents happy, even if it meant he was in a miserable marriage. 

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Flashes (Part 1)

Summary: Soulmate AU. “The fault, dear Brutus is not in our stars, / But in ourselves, that we are underlings.” - William Shakespeare (Julius Caesar)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,783

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, angst, sadness, borderline depression, sarcasm, did I mention language? might be hard to read for lonely hearts like me.

A/N: Well, I did it…at least I tried. The lovely @minervaem challenged me (sort of) to do an angsty story, so here we go. I’m warning you now, it’s not gonna be pretty. Anyways, it’s only four parts, so only pre-existing permanent tags will be added to this story. Reminder: If you want to be removed from the permanent tag list you need to msg me! Sorry in advance. There’s four parts to this story.

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

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Speeches

You open Thomas’ new Sanders Sides video, entitled simply, “Speeches.” After a moment of loading, it begins. Not with his usual, “What is up everybody?!” Simply the loud title card and a fade-in.

Originally posted by what-even-is-thiss

Of Roman, standing in his usual spot. He’s smiling. “Hello, my brave and beautiful prince, princess, or non-binary royalty! Tis I, the great Prince Roman! I would just like to take a moment to commend you on your bravery! One such as you deserves all the best, yet time and again you face your dragon-witch! I promise you that with a little magic, and many-a Disney song—along with some encouraging from the valiant yours truly—that dragon-witch will be slain and no longer be able to do you harm! Keep fighting, you strong prince, princess, or non-binary royalty! You will succeed!”

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Patton appears after a jump cut, standing in front of the blinds, as always. “Hey kiddo, Dad Patton here! I know you’re going through a trying time in your life. Everyone does! But I gotta say: you’re gonna do just fine. Life’s problems come and go, but some of the hardest ones can always be slightly improved by a couple-a dad jokes! Never be afraid of the power of laughter. I promise you that everything will turn out alright. And you can’t let life get down. I mean, you can’t let life get you down. But if life gets down, you win that dance-off!” He pauses. “Get it? Get down? Like dancing? No? Okay.” Patton grins and giggles. “Anyway! Much love from your internet old man! Hi Brave, I’m Dad!”

Originally posted by starlight-sanders

Logan follows Patton. “Good day, my star student,” he begins, straightening his glasses. “While I could stand here and wax philosophical about human existence and the nature of the reasons why you are where you are, I’ve been told by the others that could possibly be emotionally insensitive. So I won’t. But I do have a lesson for you. As follows: some say life is a roller coaster. They’re wrong. A roller coaster is a feat of physics and engineering achieved by the arches and spins getting smaller and smaller to maintain momentum. Life does not work that way. Life’s arches and spins vary in intensity and size. In this way, life resembles the visual manifestation of sound waves. Life is music, my young student. A beautiful symphony that has dips and swells, creating an experience unique to each composer, each musician, and each listener. Once you realize this, it gets easier to listen to the music of life.”

Another audio file cuts in. “Aww! You actually listened to me!”

“Be quiet, Roman, or I’ll send you to detention!” Logan retorts. He looks back to the camera. “Anyway. Interruption aside: I hope you take that lesson into your life. It will be worth remembering. Have a lovely day, star student, and feel better soon!”

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Virgil appears last. “Hey,” he says, not quite looking at the camera. “Look, the others can be sappy and positive all they want. I guess that’s their job, or something. Especially Dad and Sir Sings-A-Lot. I’m not required to be that way. It’s part of what I am. But today is different. Today is a day when life is even darker than me. Which, I guess, is saying something. But everything is going to be fine. A little anxiety is a good thing. It’ll keep you alive and attentive. But don’t let it overwhelm you. Pretty sure Teach over there explained it to Thomas before. Some productivity curve whose name I can’t remember—”

“Yerkes-Dodson Curve!” Logan interrupts.

“Whatever,” Virgil mutters. “So while life is hard, it’ll get better. Once it does, just keep a little bit of me around and you’ll still be okay. But not too much. I guess I can get a little… toxic in large doses. So be safe, okay kid? Just be careful. That’s what I’m here for.” He nods.

The video shuts off.


Huge thanks to @thatsthat24 for creating such awesome characters! These were fun to make! This came about because of @pancakesanders so equally huge shoutout!

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The Need (Joker x Reader)

“Imagine the Joker falling for you when you’re taken hostage during a bank heist.”

Requested by Anon: “Can you write something where the joker meets a girl while him and Harley are out causing mayhem and the joker can’t get the girl out of his head? And he eventually leaves Harley for her?”

A/N: I almost made this a two part fic because I didn’t want it do be too long. But I like how it came out. I hope you guys like it too!~

Warnings: Violence, swearing, falling for people who probably aren’t good for you.


Why did banks always have such long lines? You’d think that they would be a bit more efficient.

“Don’t you just hate long lines?”

“Sorry, what?” You blinked a few times before you realized that the man in front of you was speaking to you. He repeated himself and smiled at you, to which you smiled in return. “Yeah, the lines are usually what keep me from making frequent trips here.”

He laughed and nodded in agreement. “Same here. The reason I’m even here today is for my son.”

“Oh really?” You looked around, “where is he?”

“At the hospital, he just had surgery so I’m withdrawing some money to go buy him something to keep him occupied while he’s recovering.”

Your smile grew a bit, “that’s kind of you. How old is he?”

“He’ll be 6 next month.”

Before you could respond, the blast of an explosion threw everyone in the line onto the floor. The room was engulfed in smoke and debris from the explosion. As the dust started to settle, you could see the two figures responsible.

“Listen up, everybody!” The female voice called out. “You’re all going to do as we say and if you don’t, well…we’ll have to kill ya.” The woman walked towards you and the others who had been line. “Ya got that?”

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