my name is luci by the way

HEARTFILIA : NATSU SCARF THEORY CONFIRMED  WITH SPOIL 512 FAIRY TAIL OMFG!!!

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Submitted on July 25, 2015

3- IRIS / LUCY AND SCARF OF NATSU

The tree is identified with the Milky Way and serves as a bridge for the souls who go to Paradise or Hell.

At the junction of the two branches is the “head of the monster” or the entrance to the underworld. This place is strangely the center of the Milky Way, where it’s thought be a giant black hole. (note this important detail, i intend to deepen for Acnologia)

The relationship between Iris, Lucy and Natsu is done through creating this bridge by Iris her name: “The rainbow of Iris” or “Scarf of Iris”

Iris (similar to the myth of Isis and her scarf) = Unique Goddess messenger of the gods, link between heaven and earth, particularity be covered with a light veil becoming bright and colorful in the sun (the scarf). * It’s also an asteroid with code 7

Metaphorically Lucy / speaking to the King of the Heavens, this is Iris and the scarf would become that of Natsu

This is perhaps why he has protected against Tenro on Zeref,

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Two years later my theory is confirmed by the fact that the scarf was created by one heartfilia!

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stherix  asked:

I'm very interest in the gifs you're reblogging, what's the name of the show?

Hello, friend, you are just the sort of person I want to hear from right now.
The show is called Timeless, and here is the trailer:

There is also this other cool promo. You don’t have to watch it. I just think it’s really fun with all the effects and transitions:

I watched the trailer and sort of fell in love instantly……… with the villain antagonist character and his potential interactions and relationship with the heroine. (WHICH have not let me down, btw. They have, in fact, lifted me up and added five years to my life span.)

Timeless is airing now on NBC. There have been 11 episodes so far with 5 more left in the season. And the reason that inquiring people like you are a such a beautiful gem is because the show is a little on the fence right now. We’re really hoping for a second season and need as many people as possible on board to boost ratings. It’s a great show with amazing acting, sets, and writing that just gets better as it goes. Please don’t let a possible threat of cancellation deter you. It is my opinion, where Timeless in concerned, that it is truly better to have loved and lost.

The premise is super fun as they go to many different periods in time ranging (so far) from 1754 to an upcoming episode taking place in the 1980s. All of the actors and people involved go on about how much they love it because each episode is almost like its own movie with different events and environments. And it really is. You’ve got the Hindenburg, the Lincoln assassination, the Alamo, Watergate, the American Revolution. Not to mention historical figures like Bonnie and Clyde, Katherine Johnson, Houdini, Benedict Arnold, etc. Every episode it’s new and beautiful sets. It’s gorgeous, period costumes so the time traveling characters fit in. And it’s a little mystery trying to figure out what in the world they are doing there. lol. Plus, if you like three-dimensional villains, the villain antagonist from Timeless is the embodiment of the saying, “Every villain is the hero in his own mind.” He has such understandable motives and is not 100% bad. Always a plus to me.

But also the series is not afraid to address “unpleasant” issues. As shown in the trailer, one of the time traveling characters is black. Another is a woman. And quite often they do not have an easy time because of it. So it’s really great that Timeless not only has a diverse team but also takes the time to present a realistic image of what their experience would be like. And it’s also nice to look back and see how far we’ve come. A+

So! If you are interested, all episodes are on Hulu right now. And NBC’s website. (Some episodes on their site need a cable subscription to watch, BUT the first three episodes are FREE!) 

Anyone willing to give Timeless a try and help ratings will have my express gratitude and love. ♥

  • Dave: Hey, Toby.
  • Noctis: Did that guy just call you Toby?
  • Prompto: Yeah, he thinks that’s my name.
  • Noctis: Why don’t you correct him?
  • Prompto: Oh, it’s gone on way too long now. The first time he said it, it was just in passing so I didn’t say anything. And then the next time he said, “Hey, Toby. Want a donut?” And, well, I wanted a donut.
  • Noctis: ...
  • Prompto: And now it’s five years later, the donut’s gone and I’m still Toby.
You Wont Regret It - Gajevy Secret Santa

This story is entirely dedicated to @the-redhead-who-writes ~ I hope that you enjoy it! I have never written Gajevy before, so please forgive me if either of them are a little bit OOC! I really hope that you enjoy it and I SUPER hope that you have a Merry Christmas <3

Summary: She made him coffee, she was cute… how could he not fall for her?

Coffee Shop AU 

Characters: Gajeel, Levy, Lucy, Natsu

Ship: Gajevy, VERY light implied NaLu

Rating: K

Word Count: 4,090


“My name is Levy. How many times do I need to tell you that?” The bluenette was pointing at the name tag that was located above her heart. Her name was written in large black print, so there was absolutely no way that this guy was missing it.

“Oh, is it?” The large man with all the piercings leaned over the counter, forcing Levy to take an uncertain step backwards while he squinted at the spot she was pointing to on her uniform. “I think Shrimp suits you much better, you should consider having it legally changed. It might do you some good.”

The short girl puffed out her cheeks at the customer who always seemed to enjoy picking on her.

She was the only worker in the whole cafe that wasn’t afraid of serving him though, so she never really had a choice when he walked in through those doors.

Which he seemed to do every single day that she worked.

There was a rumor going around the workplace that this guy had a thing for Levy, which she denied every single time it was brought up.

No way that jerk could like her!

“Are you going to order or am I going to have to play the guessing game?” The bluenette decided to change the subject back onto the real reason that he was there, she was thankful that no other customers were around to witness this banter.

The man often would continue this charade whether or not there was a growing line behind him, the thoughts and opinions of other people when it came to himself didn’t seem to matter in the slightest.

Levy couldn’t help but admire that about the strange man. Of course, she would never admit to something like that. The guy already had an ego the size of a horse, she definitely didn’t want to go about making it any bigger.

“Aw Shrimp, I thought that by now you would have my order down to a science.”

Levy placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow at him, “How can I possibly do that when you change it up every single time you come here? It’s as though you have something against consistency.”

The man grinned before bursting out laughing, “What can I say? I guess it’s a lot of fun getting you all riled up. I kind of think of it as a game now, on my way here I find myself wondering how I’m gonna get you to look at me with that expression. I’m always pretty successful.”

Levy only looked at him expectantly and he sighed before turning his eyes up towards the menu that hung above her head. “Alright, today I’ll go for a triple espresso, a honey dip donut… and your number.”

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Lucy(ille) : Chapter One

MY ORIGINAL IDEA: So I’m thinking about writing a Negan story where he finds a girl on their way to Alexandria and is about to kill her but doesnt when he finds out her name is Lucy (because it ties in to Lucille and his past and whatnot)

THIS IS CHAPTER ONE SO THE SMUT AND WHATNOT WILL COME DURING THE NEXT CHAPTER I PROMISE i just needed to introduce the characters and the idea and stuff. i hope you enjoy it, it may be a mess 

chapter 2 : here

chapter 3 here

chapter 4 here

warnings: language, negan being negan


“Let’s move out!” Negan yelled to the surrounding Saviors. While they had just visited Alexandria 5 days ago, Negan insisted they go back for a surprise visit. Eugene was proving to be little to no help to him at this time seeing as though every time Dwight tried to talk to him he would crumble into a pile of tears. 

“I’m not sure they’re going to deliver, Negan. The last time we showed up they barely had enough as it is.” Arat said trying to warn him. Negan chuckled softly as he climbed up into the truck, “After our last shit show of a meeting, I would think they would get their fucking shit together.” He paused to look down lovingly at his weapon of choice. “But of course, we’ll have to let Lucille decide.” Arat nodded her head and silently entered the second truck leaving the Sanctuary. 


“Fuck me, I love these drives we take together, huh Dwight? Especially after the sex I had this morning. Shi-it. I almost don’t want to see Rick’s fuckin face and the fuckin grumpy old man looks he’s gonna give me.” Dwight kept his eyes on the road, nodding his head as Negan exposed his cheeky smile. “I’m so glad we could come to an understanding after all that shit you d–WHAT THE SHIT IS THAT” Negan yelled out cutting himself off. Something had jumped in front of them, making impact with Dwights front side of the truck. “Stop the fucking truck.” He demanded in a low, scratchy voice. Whatever had hit the truck was still for a moment, but upon hearing the stopping cars immediately tried to get themselves up and away from the group. “We got a fucking runner here,” Negan stated, grabbing Lucille and almost hopping out of the truck. Arat and a few other men managed to pin the person down on the ground surrounding them at gunpoint. The hostage wore black ripped pants and a musty green jacket. Hood up with a black bandanna covering their face. Arat struggled to hold them down as they winced and fought trying to break free from her gunpoint but immediately stopped when she heard someone whistling. “Well what do we have here.” Negan said appearing from behind the truck. One of the saviors had grabbed her bag and dumped out the contents onto the road. “Looks like they have some canned foods, a couple bandages and a machete, sir.” Negan slowly walked over to inspect the situation. “How the fuck have you made it this far? Jumping in front of cars, living on canned dog shit, takin out walkers with a machete all by yourself? Shit man, you must have some mighty sized balls to be exposin’ yourself on a road. You are such an easy take out.” He stepped closer kneeling down, locking eyes with the person. “But I do have to tell ya, you almost took out one of my trucks and that shit? That shit I just can’t stand.” Suddenly he looked embarrassed , slowly bringing Lucille in front of their face. “Oh shit, how rude of me. This right here? This is Lucille.” He could only see the persons eyes, but the way they widened when he held out the bat made him smile. “I know, right? She has the effect on everybody. She’s a fuckin sexy thing, isn’t she? Fuckin gorgeous. And she is not too happy with you jumping in front of our trucks just now. So she has a little present for you.” He stood up extending the bat in front of their face. “Arat, get that shit off their face. I don’t want to give Lucille a one night stand without at least knowing who she’s fucking.” Arat aggressively ripped off the bandanna and hood to reveal a woman’s face. Brown hair, green eyes, her tear and dirt stained face was terrified, yet she remained silent. Negan locked onto her face examining every feature. She was beautiful, but he didn’t really understand why. Breaking the silence he shook off his thoughts, “Well shit, lady, I really am sorry for what is about to happen. I really do not enjoy killing women, but I have rules. And Lucille likes a little girl on girl action sometimes–” He trailed off, raising Lucille above him winding up for the strike on the girl. She immediately struggled under Arat’s weight, blurting out for the first time during their encounter, “NO PLEASE WAIT I’VE MADE IT THIS FAR, I’LL GIVE YOU ALL OF MY THINGS JUST PLEASE-” Negan went through with the hit, Lucille striking inches away from the girls face on the ground, his rage dangerously growing. He threw the bat next to the girl and signaled for Arat to move aside, kneeling on top of the woman with an aggression some of the Saviors hadn’t seen in a while. They didn’t understand what was making him so mad, but his bellowing kept the surrounding group silent. “DID I NOT SAY I HAD FUCKING RULES? YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TALK YOURSELF OUT OF THESE THINGS? This is the NEW world. Who the FUCK are you to think you can get away with this?” He gripped his hands on her wrists, holding them above her head to constrain her movement trying to break free. “MY NAME IS LUCY AND I AM JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE IN THIS WORLD, OLD OR NEW LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.” she burst out, sobbing. Suddenly Negan was overcome with emotion. Lucy. Her name was Lucy. He continued to look her up and down, then at Lucille, then back at the girl. She had a harsh cut on her chest from the truck impact, the blood slowly oozing out onto the pavement. He slowly loosened the grip from her wrists, bringing a hand to her face lightly stroking her jaw. With one last look, she became lifeless. 

“Negan, what the hell?” Arat said, walking up behind him. He stood up almost nose to nose her, death in his eyes. He continued in a low, threatening voice “Get everyone in their fucking trucks. We aren’t going to Alexandria.” He spun around walking towards Lucy leaving Arat stunned, but she obeyed forcing everyone back into the cars. “Dwight, let’s go” he ordered. In one swift motion he lifted her off the ground and started for the truck. He carefully draped her on the truck seat, then climbed up to sit next to her. “Dwight, what the fuck is taking you so fucking long?” Dwight approached the truck climbing into the driver seat glancing at Lucy, then at Negan. “You left Lucille out on the road, sir.” He held out the bat to Negan. He took it in his hands and looked back at Lucy before stating, “I guess I forgot.”


OKAY. SO THERE IS CHAPTER ONE. 

Expositions to stories are always the hardest, the least exciting, but if you guys like this idea and where it could go I will absolutely put up chapter 2 later tonight! There were a lot of people interested in this idea, so I hope this makes you wanna read more. (I’ve never really done this before so it could be a mess) PLEASE let me know what you think and if you want more :)

(if you liked/reblogged this i’m tagging you in it, i may not have gotten everyone so let me know if you want on or off the list)

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In the Servant x Service Sava Matsuri event, there was a corner where the cast were asked to think of names for women. If the staff approves of the names they thought about, then these names will be included in Yamagami Lucy’s official name. (Please refer to my post here: http://sheidesu.tumblr.com/post/121178127750/during-servant-x-service-sava-matsuri-event-they)

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Suzuki Tatsuhisa: When I was in Grade School, my mom once said “You know what, I’d like to change my name for real” and I was like “HUH?!”

Takahashi Mikako: Sh-… Shi-…?

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: She wanted to maintain the original Kanji of her name but she wanted to change the way it’s read. *Take note that Japanese Kanji characters can be read in different ways* She really didn’t like the name “Shigeko” so she said “I think I will be ‘Moko’ from now on…”

Takahashi Mikako: *laughs so hard*

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: I told her “aren’t you stupid?”

Takahashi Mikako: Her name would be veeeeery cute!

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Yeah yeah yeah

Takahashi Mikako: It’s like a dog’s name! Sooo cuuuuuute!

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: I told her “wait a minute!” You know, our house was near the municipal hall and THAT WOMAN really tried to go and change her name there.

Takahashi Mikako: Don’t say “that woman!” Hahaha. For real?!

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: She’s  a natural airhead.  Really. There was a time when I was in Middle School, well, I was in Basketball Club, where every member should shave his head if we lose the game. So the basketball club members were like “Since you guys lost, go shave your head!” So I asked mom, “Mom, I want you to shave my head.” However, she cut my hair neatly. So I was like “Didn’t I tell you to shave my head?” But she said “I think I did pretty well this time.” DON’T SAY “I THINK I DID PRETTY WELL THIS TIME!” LISTEN TO MY INSTRUCTION!

Takahashi Mikako: Haha. What’s up with that mother-son conversation? You reaaaally get along well, don’t you?

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: It’s amazing isn’t it? Well yeah, we get along well. And there are times when we bring our bento (lunch box) in school right?

Takahashi Mikako: Yeah yeah yeah

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: There was once time when mom said “I’ve finished doing your bento today~! And when I got it, it felt reaaally light. But I didn’t have time to check on it since I was already late. So it was lunch time, when I opened my bento, there was CUP NOODLES.

Takahashi Mikako: Haha, eh? Inside the bento?

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Yeah, well, more like inside the Kinchaku Pouch. (Google it if you wanna see how a Kinchaku Pouch looks like)

Takahashi Mikako: Aaahh! Haha

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: One Cup Noodles was there. I was like “HEY!”

Takahashi Mikako: Like “pour some boiling water and wait for 3 minutes?” HAHA

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Yeah. And that was the first time I saw my teacher look at me with pitiful eyes. FOR REAL.

Takahashi Mikako: Haha. What’s this, she’s cute but a funky mother, isn’t she?

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: She’s a bit crazy. So when I got home, I asked her “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?”

Takahashi Mikako: Ohh, so you asked her?

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Yeah, and she said “Eh? You can just pour hot water, can’t you?” And I was like “Huh-?… Well-… INDEED.  But-…”

Takahashi Mikako:  Hahaha. She’s like Maria Antoinette.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa:  Yeah yeah, so my teacher said “This is bad.” So the faculty shared their bento with me.

Takahashi Mikako:  Hahaha. You got a larger portion instead.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa:  Yeah yeah yeah, so things like this happened.

Takahashi Mikako: Ehhhhhhh.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa:  My mother is that kind of person.

Takahashi Mikako: You have a lot of memories with Shigeko. No, more like Moko. Hahaha. SO CUUUUUUTE.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Moko or Shigeko… By the way, my father’s name is Masami.

Takahashi Mikako: Ohh, is that so?

*They were talking about how to write Masami in Kanji*

Takahashi Mikako: So Shigeko, Masami and then Tatsuhisa.

Suzuki Tatsuhisa: Yes, Tatsuhisa. It’s my real name~

Both: AHAHAHAHAHA

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サーバント×サービス×サービス #12 高橋美佳子,鈴木達央 ラジオ

Servant x Service Service Radio #12 (Takahashi Mikako with Guest Suzuki Tatsuhisa)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tEdoppuSWRQ&t=1405s

Okay but has anyone else considered that Endless Night from The Lion King basically fits FFXV perfectly?

“Where has the starlight gone?
Dark is the day
How can I find my way home?

Home is an empty dream
Lost to the night
Father, I feel so alone

You promised you’d be there
Whenever I needed you
Whenever I call your name
You’re not anywhere

I’m trying to hold on
Just waiting to hear your voice
One word, just a word will do
To end this nightmare

When will the dawning break
Oh endless night
Sleepless I dream of the day

When you were by my side
Guiding my path
Father, I can’t find the way

You promised you’d be there
Whenever I needed you
Whenever I call your name
You’re not anywhere

I’m trying to hold on
Just waiting to hear your voice
One word, just a word will do
To end this nightmare

I know that the night must end
And that the sun will rise
And that the sun will rise

I know that the clouds must clear
And that the sun will shine
And that the sun will shine

I know that the night must end
And that the sun will rise
And that the sun will rise
I know that the clouds must clear
And that the sun will shine
And that the sun will shine
(Repeat to end)

I know
Yes, I know
The sun will rise
Yes, I know
I know
The clouds must clear

I know that the night must end
I know that the sun will rise
And I’ll hear your voice deep inside

I know that the night must end
And that the clouds must clear
The sun
The sun will rise
The sun
The sun will rise”

Hi my name’s Anthony Lockwood and I’ve had more near-death experiences than your grandfather HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s George Cubbins and I tell jokes during cases to cover up the fact that I’m scared as shit HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s Lucy Carlyle and I left Lockwood & Co. because I thought it’d be the best way to solve problems but in reality it backfired HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s Holly Munro and I’ve cleaned the dishes before you even eaten on them HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s Skull and tell death threats to everyone because I’m lonely HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s Quill Kipps and I make fun of people because I basically gave up on life HUHHHHHHH

Hi my name’s Penelope Fittes and I like to screw around with the Lockwood & Co. kids because I have nothing better to do HUHHHHHHH

laura8743  asked:

Hey, this is a question for Luna. So, could you tell us if you kept your last name after the wedding or do you took Noctis last name? ^^

“I’ve only kept one part of my own last name. It is now officially ‘Lunafreya Nox Lucis Caelum’. Like Noctis, I too descend from a important bloodline. I wanted to honour the house of Fleuret this way. As for our future children however, they will all have the ‘Lucis Caelum’ title.”

A Kodiak Kind of Summer

pairing: nalu

summary: a small town bag boy whose adopted dad has hit the road and enlisted brother has yet to call. the girl who shows up barefoot with a camera and is stained by strawberries. her name is lucy, and natsu’s summer just took a spin

a/n: for my twin in every way but blood, @lonestorm. HAPPY FREAKIN BIRTHDAY, RY!!! I love you dearly and not just because we have so much in common, but because you’re by far one of the sweetest human beings i have ever met and you deserve the bestest of days today. here’s to 19, and another 364 days before we are officially no longer teenagers<3 


Natsu Dragneel was not the happy-go-lucky type by any means, but he blamed that partly on the soul-sucking job of working as a bagboy at the town’s only grocery store.

As he scanned a box of elbow-shaped macaroni, waiting for the beep that would tell him if the scanner decided to work that day or not, he could only shake his head. Up until this point he’d thought he already had his future planned out, and his to-do list didn’t involve asking ‘paper or plastic’.

When he had graduated this past spring he’d counted on hopping the first train leaving Magnolia–a tiny population town that, to him, was nothing more than a coffee stain on a laminated map coated in dry syrup at some two-star diner occupied by the occasional occupant.

Hell, it was no secret that he wanted to leave. He’d spent his entire senior year telling everyone he was finally getting out; gonna go off to college and make a new name for himself. Natsu didn’t even necessarily want to do anything remarkable, he just wanted out.

The boy knew his friends were sick of hearing his proclamations, but they understood his desire.

Ever since his brother had been deployed there wasn’t much to stick around for. His adoptive dad was still in touch, but had embarked on a year long road trip with some buddies from his old band days. The most Natsu ever heard from him was a postcard every few weeks with Igneel’s shitty scrawlings that barely passed as chicken scratch.

He’d left a few months after Natsu had turned eighteen and graduated, ruffling the boy’s hair while he slept one night before slipping out the front door in the early hours of the morning. He’d left some money, a fair amount, but not enough to support the boy for a full year–hence, the shitty job of bagging groceries for grouchy customers and pushing carts with bum wheels in the unforgiving summer heat.

Igneel’s leaving had really put a damper on the boy’s plans of getting the hell out, but Natsu didn’t hold it against him. The only thing the boy wished–other than for a train ticket–was that the man had waited just a few more months before high-tailing it out of there. Zeref, his brother, was coming back in six months and it’d be the first time in two years since Natsu had seen him.

For as long as Natsu could remember his older brother had shared his feelings for their small town, and while he wasn’t ever nearly as vocal as Natsu about it, he too had a very strong desire to leave the first chance he could. And for Zeref, the quickest way was to enlist.

Natsu wished he hadn’t.

It left his nerves on high every time the telephone rang or someone knocked on the door, causing the boy to expect the worst.

He missed his brother and, hell, he even missed his crazy adoptive dad.

Only thing worse about being left in a shitty town, was being left alone in a shitty town.

Not that Natsu was alone all the time; he had friends. A few being constant pains in his ass, sure, but friends nonetheless. Gray in particular was one icy bastard, but he’d been by Natsu’s side ever since the cursive handwriting days of elementary school, so the boy figured he was stuck with him for life–might as well enjoy a few days out of the numerous years with him.

It was one day in particular that sent the boy’s summer in a tailspin. One hot, humid and muggy day that would change his life forever.

One unforgiving July morning that his world would be turned upside down in the most anti-climatic sort of way.

It was a Tuesday when he saw her for the first time.

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Guys, what if Ardyn named his car after his chocobo?

//Like the way he takes about it, he seems to cherish his car and even takes very good care of it. Like he seems to be someone who has a car or a pet that he sees as a best friend or treasure, and I have a headcanon that his black chocobo was his closest friend and partner who he never left behind. He seems to have a similar attachment to his car to the point of saying may not be like the regalia, “but it has never let me down”. Guys, he trusts his fricken car, a car that never broke down when regalia has with Ignis driving, he probubly takes so much care for it as he has with his dear old friend.

About me: I was tagged by @whumploversanonymous, @alipeeps, @beatenbruisedandbloody @dammittmarie  -thanks! :)

Name: Joanna

Nickname: Jo

Gender: female

Star sign: Taurus

Height: 5′11

Sexual Orientation: straight

Hogwarts House:  I’m not sure really

Favorite Color: purple

Favorite animal:  cats, dogs, owls, foxes

Time right now: 7:45 pm

Average sleep per night: 7 or 8

Cat or dog person: both, I have one of each

Favorite Fictional Characters: Wolverine, Clark Kent, John Sheppard, Lucas, Wyatt Logan, Fox Mulder, Martin Riggs, Lucy Preston, Thor, Steve Rogers, Dean Winchester, way too many to name

Number of blankets I sleep with: Just one, I call it my “perfect” blanket because it’s not too hot or too cold. 

Favorite singer/band: Kaleo, Chase Holfelder, Peter Hollens, Pentatonix, Stromae, Breaking Benjamin, Hozier, well currently at least. Lots of nice artists throughout the years. 

Dream trip: Scotland, Ireland, England, Norway, Germany, Croatia to start

Dream Job: I’m not sure, hiking guide through Norway? 

When this blog was created: October 9th, 2011

Current Number of Followers: 1550

When did your blog reach it’s peak: Hopefully not yet! In fact these past 12 months have been the most fun I’ve had in years thanks to all of you. 

What made you get Tumblr:  Whump wasn’t really around on tumblr back then and I wanted a place to archive and share my obsessions; especially for Supernatural, Smallville, Stargate and fanfic.  Now the whump community has blossomed so much over the years and I feel so happy to be part of such a wonderful, supportive and fun group of people. 

Tag people you want to get to know better: @mypheralside @sarcasmcloud, @uuuhshiny @fanfictionwhump and anyone who may be interested. :)

I look at her and I’m left speechless by her little quirks, she’s beautiful. The way she flips her hair, the way her lips curl into a smile, the way she scrunches her nose when she’s thinking really hard, the glint in her eyes when she has an idea, the way her hands fit perfectly into mine, the smell of her hair, the sound of her laughter, the colour of her eyes, the softness of her lips, and the way she says my name.

She’s absolutely sublime, I’m awake but it feels like I’m dreaming. How can anybody be so perfect? How can she make the world seem so crystal clear?

“Noctis?” She turns to look at me with a quizzical expression and my heart skips a beat. I swear to the six, that I’ve never been more in love with anyone but her.

7

“I don’t particularly like some things about him now, and I wish he wasn’t so gloomy. But I love Robin exactly the way he is, and I have faith that I can change him.

I have faith that my love can bring color back to his monotone world.

…But can you not tell him that yet? I’m sorry, but I’m not exactly ready to confess my feelings…”

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//Haha, one of my friend’s name is Lucy actually.
I’m really proud with this update, not particularly satisfied though
I hoped you liked the direction I took with this one, and expect more feels gravitating around these two!

Six hours spent well. :>

Happy Birthday Lucie Desiree Arnaz // July 17, 1951 

Lucy, like any proud mother who always shows pictures of Lucie and Desiderio Alberto Arnaz IV, and calls them every day when she’s away from home, couldn’t really answer why Lucie was named Lucie. “Ask my husband,” she advised. “I was unconscious when it happened.” So her husband was asked, in the presence of Lucy. “It was this way,” he explained, “In the Latin countries the first born girl is named after the mother, the first born son after the father. I’ve never called Lucille anything but Lucy, and I also wanted to honor Ste. Lucia at the same time. I know that Lucy and Lucia in the United States are spelled Lucie. That’s the reason for my daughter’s name.”

In real life, Lucy stared at Desi with the same look that appears on TV when thing comes out “thin.” “No,” she said. “Lucia in the United States is spelled Lucy and not Lucie.” And the famous eyes and lashes rolled and lifted just as they do on TV, while Desi, in real life, looked as flabbergasted as he does on TV when Lucy questions his command of the American language. -Everyone Loves Lucy–Lucie–Lucia (1956)

I’m not an Ezio fan.  I feel like he is extremely overrated, and I have never really “got” the fascination with him.  The Fryes are by far my favourite protagonists so far, and by a WIDE margin.  I didn’t like Jacob at first, but their banter and relationship in general has made me warm up to him, but Evie is still the best Assassin in the series so far, and it’s not even close.  Ezio wishes he could be a quarter of the badass Evie Frye is.  

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Wolf of Fortune

Lucy smiled as she sprinted as fast as her wolf body could go through the forest, barreling through anything in her way. She had been waiting forever for this night to come. Her seventh birthday was tonight and it was a full moon, she could finally get her Fangs. She howls loudly and ecstatically as she stops on the edge of a slanted cliff, overlooking the valley where all the young pups like her, would get their Fangs. Then gruesome images of fire, pups running for their lives, dead wolves, blood and her best friend being murdered begin flashing in front of her as the feeling of something being carved on her right arm appears for a brief moment before everything goes pitch black. “NO! LUCAS! LUCAAASSS!, NOOOOO!”

Lucy screams as she jolts awake as the nightmare ends. Feeling something wet on her face, she rubs her cheek with her hand. She had been crying. Her ears twitch as she looks around, searching for any danger. Once she determines the area was safe she curled up her, now teenage, naked body around her tail and began to sob as she tries to fall back asleep. She hated that nightmare, it just wouldn’t end. It won’t leave her alone, like she wants to be. Just left alone to be the lone wolf that she was, a wolf without a pack. Her stomach had other ideas however and it’s growling stirred her awake. Having not eaten for days, she sets out to hunt what little she can, wincing when she got up as she had broken her arm two days ago.