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I needed some Hanzo fluff. In my personal story he is kinda up shit creek so this is nice

Originally posted by hanzofromoverwatch

Hanzo had been away on a mission for an entire week. This wasn’t a new but it was rather saddening seeing as you were seven months pregnant with his child

As you settled in bed nestled against your pillow. The occasional kick from the life growing inside you

slowly as the grip of sleep started to take over you, You felt a movement next to you as well as a muscled arm with a dragon on it sliding over you making you turn to him

“Oh? Did I wake you darling?” he asks kissing your nose a little and rubbing your swollen belly

“No. I’m just glad your home safely” you say smiling and nuzzling your cheek against his neck

“I had to be back in time to take care of my lovely wife and little one” he smiles a little as the baby kicks his hand from within your belly causing him to chuckle

amazingmsme  asked:

Wake up wake up wake uuuup with my sweet tree boys?

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Yesssss those tree bros will be the death of me tbh


“Wake up wake up wake uuuuup.”

Evan groaned, groggy from sleep. He heard the already energetic whispers in his ear and felt the gentle nudging beside him. It can’t be that late already, can it?

“Mmmm…” Evan hummed, not wanting to wake up from the perfect cozy position he was in. 

Connor smiled down at Evan. He snuggled into the other teen’s back and nestled his nose into Evan’s warm neck. A small giggle slipped past Evan’s sleepy lips. 

“I wanna cuddle with you,” Connor pouted, “Come on and get up.”

“Don’t wanna,” came Evan’s garbled reply. 

Connor grinned, almost hoping the other would say that. Teasingly he walked fingers up into Evan’s shirt and danced them along his bare belly.

Evan jumped sporadically and with a squeak, “AHA! C-Connor! What’re you– haha! Nohoho!”

“Early morning tickles are some of my favs,” Connor smirked, blowing a purposeful raspberry right into the crevice of Evan’s neck. The poor guy couldn’t even shut him out. 

Evan couldn’t prevent Connor’s nimble fingers from slipping back and forth and in and out every ticklish part of his torso. The slimmer teen was holding him steady all the while, which was quite a surprise to Evan. Then again, he was still half asleep.

“You feeling energized, Ev?” Connor questioned, burrowing his hands into Evan’s armpits next. 

Evan snorted and rolled onto his back, “YEAH! YEAHAH! Ohoho my god, Connor! St-Stahahahap!” 

“Oh my god? Am I tickling you that bad?” Connor was beaming, adoring Evan’s laugh with all his heart. Evan nodded his head as he wriggled around. 

Mercy only came once Connor slowed his wiggling fingers enough for Evan to get a breather, sneakily jolting forward to crash his own lips into Connor’s unsuspecting ones. 

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Poppy loves it whenever Branch takes a nap nestled between her breasts. She just hums a little song and scratches his head as he snoozes.

Awwww this is so sweet. It peaceful, it beautiful

The Final Rite of Zanilan

The sun had slipped beyond the horizon hours ago. Still the golden orbs of miniature stars hung in his office. The dancing plasma illuminated the room enough to show off every feature of the Lord’s court.

A large oaken desk covered in trinkets and scrolls. A pair of couches set up around a small table. The walls covered in books and other tools. A fireplace and hearth long cold and unused. Finally the sleeping Phoenix nestled in her own violet feathers.

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Brooklyn’s Curlfest celebrates natural hair during 4th annual beauty festival

  • It was a steaming hot Saturday in Prospect Park, but the #BlackGirlMagic was even hotter as thousands of women ascended on the fourth annual Curlfest, the largest natural beauty festival in the U.S. From waist-length braids to decorative butterflies nestled in afros, the women stunned from their crowns to their sandaled toes.
  • The yearly event is produced by the five women of Curly Girl Collective, an experiential marketing group that specializes in multicultural beauty. The event’s mission is to create a space of celebration for women of color to celebrate their locs, afros and twist-outs. “Curlfest was founded on the idea of you all needing to be celebrated,” Tracey Coleman, director of events, said at the press conference as she pointed to the crowd. “If you look around, and you see images of beauty, they don’t necessarily look like us.”
  • Coleman was dressed in an Ankara jumpsuit with oversized earrings made of stitched leather and wore her hair in a puffed afro. When asked about the friction within the natural-hair movement of “good” hair versus “bad” hair, Coleman didn’t hesitate. “The great thing about the movement now is that barrier is being broken down; there’s no good hair and there’s no bad hair,” Coleman said in an interview with Mic. “Healthy hair is what’s good, so that’s what we’re here to promote.” Read more. (7/17/2017 3:00 PM)
Magnetospheres: How Do They Work?

The sun, Earth, and many other planets are surrounded by giant magnetic bubbles.

Space may seem empty, but it’s actually a dynamic place, dominated by invisible forces, including those created by magnetic fields.  Magnetospheres – the areas around planets and stars dominated by their magnetic fields – are found throughout our solar system. They deflect high-energy, charged particles called cosmic rays that are mostly spewed out by the sun, but can also come from interstellar space. Along with atmospheres, they help protect the planets’ surfaces from this harmful radiation.

It’s possible that Earth’s protective magnetosphere was essential for the development of conditions friendly to life, so finding magnetospheres around other planets is a big step toward determining if they could support life.

But not all magnetospheres are created equal – even in our own backyard, not all planets in our solar system have a magnetic field, and the ones we have observed are all surprisingly different.

Earth’s magnetosphere is created by the constantly moving molten metal inside Earth. This invisible “force field” around our planet has an ice cream cone-like shape, with a rounded front and a long, trailing tail that faces away from the sun. The magnetosphere is shaped that way because of the constant pressure from the solar wind and magnetic fields on the sun-facing side.

Earth’s magnetosphere deflects most charged particles away from our planet – but some do become trapped in the magnetic field and create auroras when they rain down into the atmosphere.

We have several missions that study Earth’s magnetosphere – including the Magnetospheric Multiscale mission, Van Allen Probes, and Time History of Events and Macroscale Interactions during Substorms (also known as THEMIS) – along with a host of other satellites that study other aspects of the sun-Earth connection.

Mercury, with a substantial iron-rich core, has a magnetic field that is only about 1% as strong as Earth’s. It is thought that the planet’s magnetosphere is stifled by the intense solar wind, limiting its strength, although even without this effect, it still would not be as strong as Earth’s. The MESSENGER satellite orbited Mercury from 2011 to 2015, helping us understand our tiny terrestrial neighbor.

After the sun, Jupiter has by far the biggest magnetosphere in our solar system – it stretches about 12 million miles from east to west, almost 15 times the width of the sun. (Earth’s, on the other hand, could easily fit inside the sun.) Jupiter does not have a molten metal core like Earth; instead, its magnetic field is created by a core of compressed liquid metallic hydrogen.

One of Jupiter’s moons, Io, has intense volcanic activity that spews particles into Jupiter’s magnetosphere. These particles create intense radiation belts and the large auroras around Jupiter’s poles.

Ganymede, Jupiter’s largest moon, also has its own magnetic field and magnetosphere – making it the only moon with one. Its weak field, nestled in Jupiter’s enormous shell, scarcely ruffles the planet’s magnetic field.

Our Juno mission orbits inside the Jovian magnetosphere sending back observations so we can better understand this region. Previous observations have been received from Pioneers 10 and 11, Voyagers 1 and 2, Ulysses, Galileo and Cassini in their flybys and orbits around Jupiter.

Saturn’s moon Enceladus transforms the shape of its magnetosphere. Active geysers on the moon’s south pole eject oxygen and water molecules into the space around the planet. These particles, much like Io’s volcanic emissions at Jupiter, generate the auroras around the planet’s poles. Our Cassini mission studies Saturn’s magnetic field and auroras, as well as its moon Enceladus.

Uranus’ magnetosphere wasn’t discovered until 1986 when data from Voyager 2’s flyby revealed weak, variable radio emissions. Uranus’ magnetic field and rotation axis are out of alignment by 59 degrees, unlike Earth’s, whose magnetic field and rotation axis differ by only 11 degrees. On top of that, the magnetic field axis does not go through the center of the planet, so the strength of the magnetic field varies dramatically across the surface. This misalignment also means that Uranus’ magnetotail – the part of the magnetosphere that trails away from the sun – is twisted into a long corkscrew.

Neptune’s magnetosphere is also tilted from its rotation axis, but only by 47. Just like on Uranus, Neptune’s magnetic field strength varies across the planet. This also means that auroras can be seen away from the planet’s poles – not just at high latitudes, like on Earth, Jupiter and Saturn.

Does Every Planet Have a Magnetosphere?

Neither Venus nor Mars have global magnetic fields, although the interaction of the solar wind with their atmospheres does produce what scientists call an “induced magnetosphere.” Around these planets, the atmosphere deflects the solar wind particles, causing the solar wind’s magnetic field to wrap around the planet in a shape similar to Earth’s magnetosphere.

What About Beyond Our Solar System?

Outside of our solar system, auroras, which indicate the presence of a magnetosphere, have been spotted on brown dwarfs – objects that are bigger than planets but smaller than stars.

There’s also evidence to suggest that some giant exoplanets have magnetospheres. As scientists now believe that Earth’s protective magnetosphere was essential for the development of conditions friendly to life, finding magnetospheres around exoplanets is a big step in finding habitable worlds.  

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The Signs as Mermaids

Aries:Born in an underwater volcano, their scales are made of freshly formed stone, their heated bodies glowing a brilliant red and orange. The fastest swimmers, and some say the oldest lineage of mer. They have no natural enemy, as nothing can bare the heat of its touch. When too many gather in one place, the water may boil and kill any living creature too close.
Taurus:Guardians of the strait, their bodies decorated with tribal tattoos and scars. Some bare spears and brilliant gold armor, others wielding nets and dawning decorative gems and shells. The strongest of the mer, no man has ever passed their lands to learn their secrets.
Gemini:When the sky over the sea turns black and the storms take ships by surprise, these mer rise. The tricksters and shapeshifters, they thrive in the chaos. They board the confused ship, throwing over and assuming the forms of shipmates. From there they slowly overthrow from the inside, until they can crash the ship itself into to sea for the mer to reap their rewards.
Cancer:The rarest and most beautiful of the mer. Hiding in springs and rivers nestled deep in the mountains, they live their lives as one with nature. They teach the birds their songs, and bring fish for the bear and deer. They help the beavers build their dams and show lost turtles the way. On the full moon they must hide, for man seeks them for their own selfish gain.
Leo:These mer are known for their hunting prowess. Living in saltwater and decorated in bright vivid greens, blues and purples, they dominate entire lagoons and coasts. When they are full from the hunt, they lay their bodies out on the rocks and bathe in the sun. By nightfall, they are glowing and can light up the murkiest parts of the water to find their prey.
Virgo:In unsuspecting ponds across the world, a fisherman may meet his brutal end at the hands of these mer. Rich brown, thin and boney, their bodies are perfect creating elaborate underground tunnels and rooms. They eat their prey, and take their treasures back to their secret lairs. Here they trade and barter with one another in one large room. Lore says this is the world’s oldest market place. Their unspoken diplomacy is unexplained.
Libra:Living by a tall sharp cliff nested full of harpies, these mer have developed a symbiotic relationship. Storms bring ships off the sea, where the harpies kill the crews leaving the ships to crash into the rocks and sinking. These mer seize this chance and collect every jewel and gold they can find. They construct elaborate jewelry, crowns, spears, and more. Once a year they gift beautiful pendants to their partners in the sky.
Scorpio:Baring a striking resemblance to a shark with long pointed fins and sharp sandpaper like skin, this mer lurks in dark lagoons and swamps. They have a reputation as ‘evil’ and were once almost hunted into extinction. Ever since they have lived solitary lives in the waters man dare not tread. In all reality, they are herbivores, and pose no threat to man or beast. Contrary, they will do anything they can to save a lost or wounded soul.
Sagittarius:Every year thousands of humans gather to watch the mass migration of mer up the rivers of South America. Their scales are a radiant Grey that reflects the rainbow in the light. The light show that they create as they jump hundreds of feet to scale waterfalls is an equal match to the aurora borialis. Once they reach their goal, they find their mates for the first time, hand in hand one week later they dive off the falls back into the sea.
Capricorn:Deep in a trench lies a civilization of the most technologically advanced mer to ever live. While man was discovering fire, they were cresting technology to leave the ocean and fly through the skies in water filled disc ships. They have no need to leave, they as a race have reached a point of enlightenment. Fitting for their gold scales and glowing white eyes. Sightings of these mer are often equated with meeting a God.
Aquarius:Sewer mer are the most unique of the species. They have no eyes, instead they navigate with echo location making clicking noises. Their skin can blend into its surroundings, so they can catch humans unsuspectingly passing by. As evolution has taken its course, they have gained an immunity to disease, poison, and a skin impenetrable by most mortal means. They will not always live in the dark and dank, the future will be theirs, and man will fall to their power. All in due time.
Pisces:The most well known mer are the oasis born. Why? Long ago, a prince found himself lost in the desert, he and his two men pulling a giant box of gold. With their mortality in front of them, an oasis appeared on the horizon as if a gift from the heavens. Perched on a rock in the very center, braiding her hair and humming to herself sat the most beautiful half woman half fish. This was the first time one of his people had seen any mer. He asked her to come back with him, pouring all his gold into the oasis and filling it with water so she could make the journey home with her guidance. She agreed. He died the first night they were wed, and so did his father both of a mysterious disease. She ruled the land with a fair but iron fist for 146 years until she once day dissappeared, some say to return to her gold filled oasis.

if he was honest, sirius didn’t really know what he was doing that night.

he’d only wanted to catch a glimpse of harry. the child who was the baby he remembered as being nestled in james’ arms, gurgling happily and smiling up at him. his godson, though he barely felt old enough to be a godfather.

it had been twelve long years since sirius black had last laid eyes on harry potter, and he was determined to do so again.

he hadn’t known what happened to harry, but he guessed. with james’ family gone, harry had no wizarding grandparents - but he had an aunt, lily’s sister. sirius knew the vague area where she lived, even if he didn’t know her address. looking it up was hard to do inconspicuously in dog form, but he managed it. 11 privet drive. harry’s new home.

still disguised as a dog, he began to run for the address. he was almost there when a boy ran by, startling him into hiding. 

it was james.

no, it wasn’t. even if james was still alive, he wasn’t thirteen any more. but it looked so much like james that sirius did a double take, blinked for a moment at the child before him.

he was james, if james had been starved for weeks. harry potter was lean and pale, his dark hair in complete disarray, his muggle clothes four sizes too big at least. an angry white scar was just visible beneath his hair, shaped like a lightning bolt.

at that moment, sirius was seconds away from transforming again and talking to the boy. he didn’t care that harry didn’t know who he was, or that he was a known criminal in both the muggle and wizarding worlds. he would go back to azkaban, give up on his revenge, just for the chance to talk to james’ son, just for a moment.

the only thing that stopped him was a sudden noise. a crack, and the screeching of tyres. the knight bus. harry scrambled to his feet, and sirius watched from the shadows as he spoke to the conductor, flattening his hair over his scar.

if dogs could smile, sirius would have been smiling. instead he just turned tail, and headed back into the darkness.

She’s Just Not That Into You » Part I (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

First and foremost, I need to dedicate this miniseries to @stylesunchained​. If it weren’t for B, this idea would’ve never come to fruition. It’s been so lovely to torture you with snippets of this story, and now it’s finally here! And yes, the whole damn thing is dedicated to you, my beautiful friend.

Secondly, I need to take the time to thank @cuddlemusclestyles​ for her knowledge of England and always answering my questions about it. I would be lost without you, for you are my own personal Google.

And, of course, thank you all for the interest you’ve expressed for this miniseries. It’s always that much more enjoyable to write when you know you’ve got people rooting for you. I hope I don’t disappoint you.

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Come Back to Me (Part Ten)

Fandom: Marvel
Ship: Peter Parker x Reader
Requested: Yes
Genre: Angst/Fluff
Warnings: Kissing (but who is kissing who 👀👀👀)
A/N: We’ve made it my dudes (also ignore the fact that i had to make the gif myself bc it’s so bad)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine

*Five Months Later*

“Where are you?” You asked through the phone, slightly worried but immensely irritated. “It’s our first homecoming, together. You were supposed to be here already!”

“I know, I know,” you heard him sigh through the phone, and you thought you could hear some kind of noise in the background. “I’ll be there as soon as I can. I promise.”

You sighed now, louder than he did, and you were sure the displeasure on your face was obvious to the classmates around you. “Okay,” you said before hanging up the phone and shoving it in your coat. 

You made your way to your locker to put your coat away, and you walked slowly to waste time before he got here. You knew what he had to do was crucial, but it was his homecoming too. And, even though it was insignificant in terms of what he was doing, it was your first homecoming as a couple.

You wanted it to be special. But he was late, so late.

When you arrived back to the gym, you smiled when you saw Michelle standing by herself in a corner, looking around the room in mild disgust. “MJ!” You yelled, walking up to her and throwing your arms out for a hug. 

“Hi,” she said, wrapping her arms around you. She pulled away quickly, looking at your outfit. “You look nice.”

“Thanks,” you said, still smiling. You looked down at your own outfit before looking at hers. “So do you.”

She nodded in recognition, looking away from you and around the gym. “Where is everyone?”

You sighed, beginning to frown. “I have no idea.” You looked at the school doors, waiting for him to walk through and give you a large smile. But he didn’t, so you looked back at Michelle. The two of you chatted, and at some point, made your way over to the punch table.

“So the author said-”

“I’m here, I’m here!” A panicked voice interrupted Michelle and the two of you turned around.

You smiled brightly, reaching in to hug him immediately. “Hey, Ned!” You exclaimed as he put his arms around you as well. When you pulled back, you adjusted the crooked hat on his head. “I like your hat.”

“Thanks,” he smiled in response, and then looked over at Michelle. He smiled shyly then, more subdued than when he looked at you, and you saw her give him the same look. You smiled slyly as you watched them hug, and when you gave Michelle a wink, she glared at you.

You excused yourself quickly when they parted, and the alarmed look on both of their faces made you laugh as you walked away. You hoped the privacy you gave them would finally lead to something more.

You roamed around the gym, not quite knowing what to do with yourself. You made your way through the gym doors to make your way to your locker, and you felt a strange feeling come over you when you remembered you doing the same thing exactly a year ago.

You smiled, nostalgic, as you thought of the night Peter had told you he was Spiderman. It felt like centuries ago, not just a year. So much had happened since then. It was like nothing in your life was the same.

You arrived at your locker, and you quickly unlocked it and pulled your phone out of your jacket pocket. You sighed when you opened it to see no messages or calls. You shoved it back in and slammed your locker shut in irritation, the sound echoing through the empty hallways of the school.

You leaned your head against it afterwards, the cold, hard texture feeling so vastly different compared to when you had leant your head against Peter’s, so many months ago.

You didn’t know why you were feeling so disappointed. It was just homecoming. It was just a school dance. It didn’t matter. 

It didn’t matter.

But he promised, he promised, he said he would be there. He had kept his promise when it was most important; he could keep it again now. He had to.

It was your night to make good memories, good memories with him. And maybe it wasn’t prom, but it was still an important night. You still wanted it to be a night to remember. But maybe it wasn’t meant to be, and maybe—

“(Y/N),” you heard from behind you. It was a soft, breathy noise, and you recognized it immediately. You whipped around, nearly falling over in the process. The smile that graced your face when you saw him was the largest it had ever been, and the smile he gave you in return was just as blinding.

“Peter,” you said in return, just as soft. He was only a few feet away from you, but it felt like too much of a distance, so you rushed forward and wrapped your arms around his neck. His arms closed around your waist, and he held you close to him, with your face nestled in his neck and his head resting against yours. “You’re here,” you whispered into his neck.

“I promised,” he said in return, his arms tightening around you. “I always keep my promises.”

“You do,” you said, smiling, and you pulled back slightly to look at him.

He was clearly out of breath. He was trying to hold his panting back from being obvious, but you knew him better than anyone else. You laughed when you saw that he realized you could notice, and he laughed lightly, too. You let go of him to fix his tie, retying it for him when you noticed it was loosely put together.

“You’re a mess,” you chuckled, patting his chest after you adjusted his tie. He caught your hand with his, interlocking his fingers with yours. You looked up into his eyes to see him staring at you intently. “What?” You asked, confused.

“Thank you for waiting for me,” he said quietly, and lifted your connected hands to press a small kiss to yours. You felt your face grow warm as he did so. He had done it so many times before, and you should’ve been used to it already, but every time he left a lingering kiss on your hand, like something a prince would do to his betrothed, you couldn’t help but feel the blood rush to your cheeks.

It made you feel special, and it made you love him even more.

“Of course,” you said, a smile on your face and a blush on your cheeks. “I may have been a bit impatient, but-”

“No,” Peter cut you off, shaking his head, and you looked at him with a confused expression. “Not just tonight,” he said. “It’s all the time. I always keep you waiting for me, and I never show up when I say I will, but you wait for me anyways. You’re always there for me, and you say you don’t mind but I know you do,” he gave you a pointed look when you opened your mouth to object.

“Anyone would mind,” he continued, reaching his other hand up to hold your cheek. “I understand that. But you never leave,” he looked at you so intently, his gaze burning into you so deeply that you couldn’t help but lean closer to him as his thumb stroked your cheek. “And just- thank you. Thank you for always staying with me,” he was whispering now, and he started leaning closer to you too.

When you were sure he was done speaking, you only whispered a soft “I love you” before reaching up and kissing him. You felt him sigh against your lips, a happy, content sigh, and you began to smile into the kiss. He began to smile as well, but that didn’t stop the two of you. So you stood there, in the empty school hallway, embracing the love of your life.

You were happy, and you knew Peter was, too.

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So I guess that’s it?? It’s been a wild ride, my dudes, and thank you for all the support I have received because of this story. I hope everyone liked this final part. Peace out, and I’ll be back with more writing for you guys.

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