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A Blue Prince To Own, Chapter 6 (Part 2)

The escape pod doesn’t go as fast as Blue could, which is a surprise because if anyone is reduced to using one, they’re probably in situation where they need to get away from their attackers really freaking quick. It does however take you to the coordinates on some sort of autopilots, so I can sit back and make sure I’m not flying through any meteor fields, pretend I’m on a long car ride. It gives me some time to think, so I think, and think and think. Prince Lotor’s gentle words keep playing on a loop in my brain because hey, they’re the only messiah in this sadness I’ve been swimming in. Maybe I’m as dependent on him as Blue claimed, but I feel to the need to remind that I was that dependent on everyone in the castle.

Dependent on their praise for my own happiness, dependent on their recognition to chase my mood swings away, but it would never work because that’s… I don’t know, that’s just not how it’s supposed to work. Maybe I was going to end up miserable whether the team stepped all over me or not just because I’m away from my family, or just because everything’s changing so quickly. Of course, there’ll always be things in my environment that ensure I don’t stay in a constant state of happiness. It could be as large as failing a mission or as small as breaking my pencil. I should know, I cried when I almost lost my Garrison scholarship for throwing a chocolate smoothie at Reed Graymouthe and I cried when I stepped on my favorite pen.

This trip is reminding me how quiet space is. Most of it’s just black matter, with so much left to discover. We could come across the hundred planets and there would still be space to come across more. It’s reminding me why I wanted to become a pilot in the first place. To think I could ever be apart of a discovery, finding something new to grasp in the huge, endless abyss of space could make me melt on the spot. Or cry, depends on how many pencils I’d broken that day. Then, there was Keith. Everything was always about Keith, even when he got the boot for behavioral issues. It… it is so heart breaking to have your dreams ripped away from you so suddenly, to be constantly told you will never be as good as someone you had admired and aspired to surpass to deeply. The teachers, the students, they always thought I must know I’d never be good enough.

They even recommended I drop out of the pilot program, move onto engineering or physics, because there was a reason I’d been able to test into the Garrison. I knew the basics for most of the subjects the Garrison centered around, but I’d chosen to go with piloting despite being mediocre at it. No matter how much I practiced, I never seemed to improve.

Eventually, I can’t hold open my eyelids anymore and my brain is getting swampy, vision blurry from the filter of my eyelashes, then I just close them completely. There’s a red film, red like Keith’s lion, red like any humans insides, red like blood that trickles from flesh, red like… the feeling of conflict he instills in me. God, I’m trying to be sure of myself, but I’m still conflicted, even past the point of no return. No matter how awful they’ve ever treated me, even if unintentionally or just as default because they don’t know how much it hurts, I still cling to them. Shiro bears favoritism, but he’s still such a good leader and I was always flattered to ever be on his team. Keith and I’s purely sexual relationship wasn’t even toxic until just recently, when my mind became too much, and he’s a phenomenal pilot. Pidge, they were like a little sibling to me and Hunk was my best friend, essentially my saving grace when we fell apart so conveniently at the same time all those years ago at the Garrison, at just the beginning of our long journey. Even if he’s all but abandoned me now. I guess the score is settled, now.

Allura and I got along pretty well and she rejected by semi serious advances long ago. The flirting was just a farce for comedic purposes, as I’m just a joke to everyone, so I should keep up the act to not upset the balance. After all, if the team is able to unload their frustrations onto me and that is the only purpose I’ve come to serve, it’s better than nothing and I’d oblige less than happily, but no one else would know that. Not anymore. Now, I’m finally doing something for myself. Now, I’m not letting people shove me into walls, fuck me over, use me. This isn’t the academy, I should’ve never been used as an outlet in the first place because no matter how you view it, it’s wrong. Even if it was unintentional. No one should be used like that, if they’re used at all.

But, oh Allura. She told me that my flirting, although inconvenient at times, made her feel pretty. I would do anything to help the others, especially when they all bare such heavy burdens, even if it’s as small as playful, kiddish advances. We became close through our mutual understanding. I think… she always sort of knew I was unhappy. The same way my Mama knew I wasn’t ever clumsy enough to trip and scrape myself up every single day. But, following the similarity, they both probably didn’t know how to approach me. God, I just want someone to approach me about it at all, to know someone cares, not just suspect it. I don’t care if it’s inadequate or messy because that’s just how life is and I’d appreciate the slightest bit of concern in any form.

Coran, on the other hand, outwardly knew about my faltering mood. He explains to me that as a royal advisor, he’s well skilled in the art of reading others, observing and noting their behavior and what even the slightest of abnormalities mean. He pats my back and says that although he doesn’t completely understand what I’m going through, he’ll always lend an ear. That was probably the most comfort I’d ever received from an adult. We became very close. I’d say our bond was almost… familial. However, Matt drew everyone’s attention away. I laugh humorlessly as I begin to lull into a cold rest. I’m so bitter, I wish Matt and Shiro would’ve stayed captive just so I could live in my comfortable illusion of stability. With the thought that even if I was needed for awful reasons, I was needed at all by those I… loved.

Another dream grips me, oddly enough.

However, it’s just a continuation of the last dream. I’m prepared to die, I just sucked in the water and I feel like my face is about to pop. It’s one of the most painful feelings I’ve ever felt. I feel so swollen that my eyelids are just pinching themselves close and my limbs are jerking without my permission, sending a flurry of bubbles around me, the distorted blue of the sea getting darker and darker around the edges as the last of the light fades. The murky images of my friends, up on the surface, blinks out of focus and the pressure of being submerged this deep will make my chest explode eventually, it’s just an agonizing matter of time.

Then, there’s something slender slipping around my waist, tanking me down. I try to scream, but I just pull in more water and my body is desperate to keep it out, so desperate to stay alive, even when I grant it an escape. If I’m lucky, my chest will explode before my eyeballs pop out of my head. Locks of white hair swim up in front of me, tickling my face, as whatever is gripping me drags me deeper at an alarming rate. I see my life flash before my eyes, with lips against the shell of my ear, maybe this will be my end and -

“Mine at last, Blue Prince.”

I jerk awake in a fashion similar to when the first dream struck and find myself staring into familiar golden eyes, framed with familiar white lashes, lodged in a familiar, angular purple face. So many emotions rush into my skull that my facial expression probably mirrors a fuzzy TV screen because everyone tried to change the channel at once. A full minute passes of me just staring blankly into his face before I finally settle for a lazy grin because I’d scream, but I just woke up and I’m laying on a bed fit for a prince. A Blue Prince?

“You look better in person, Princey.”

He giggles and his eyes become wide and childish, like a kid observing a tree framed with huge, neatly wrapped presents on Christmas. “To you as well, my darling Blue Prince!” Lotor strokes a finger down my cheek with gentle ease. “Skin so soft, so stunning, structure so gorgeous, a refreshing warm brown color… I love every part of it, my Blue Prince.” He leans down, presses a kiss to the flesh just below my eye. I’m… in heaven, I believe, is the only way I could begin to describe this serenity.

“I’ll have all the time in the universe to worship every part of you.” The prince stands from where he knelt at my side and holy fucking guacamole an actual prince kneeled for me, looking eager. “Shall I introduce you to your new lifestyle as my beloved Blue Prince and honorable Consort?”

I breathe. I’ve never felt less like I’m drowning in my life. This… this is where I am needed. I have a purpose, here. To be by his side, forever.

“You shall, my love.”

So, the beginning of forever had begun.

Chapter 7: https://langst-mccpain.tumblr.com/post/163509101405/a-blue-prince-to-own-chapter-7

shintorikhazumi  asked:

Your mission, if you choose to accept it: Write a short scene of Dianakko's first kiss. ... Please? XD You don't have to

A.N : Not sure if I can make that short, but at least I’ll try to make it good !

“Wow ! Look, Diana ! This weird plant’s flowers are all different colours ! It looks like a rainbow !

- Indeed. It’s a magical plant which originates from the fairies’ realm. They have a lot of useful properties, especially in medicine. One of my ancestor discovered that, when used with a mandragore’s leaf, these flowers can cure the plague. Because of that, this species almost disappeared during the black plague in the 14th century. Luckily, the Cavendish family cultivated them and, after a few years, the species was saved.

- Woah ! That’s incredible ! But why is one of these plants here, in Chum Lee’s shop ?

- Well, now that magic is less efficient than science in the medical area, those plants are mostly used as decorations. Their intense colours make them some of the most beautiful flowers you can find in this world.

- Indeed, they’re really pretty !”

Akko straightened her back and looked around the shop. Despite being there multiple times, she always found new things to get excited about. At least, it had the advantage of taking her thoughts away from the main reason for her presence here with Diana, which allowed her to relax. Because today, she didn’t come in town to fool around : she came here on a date with the most beautiful, wonderful girl she ever met.

It took her long enough, but she finally came to terms with her feelings for Diana and accepted that she liked the blonde witch more than a friend should. So the previous day, she confessed her feelings to the girl and managed to ask her out on a date. Diana clearly felt just as embarassed as Akko, so she just nodded and stuttered a few words to propose a time and place where they could meet up. And that’s how the two witches ended up in Chum Lee’s shop, talking about plants to avoid a more embarassing question : what do people do on dates ?

Akko had no idea what she should do now. She wanted to do couple-y things with Diana, maybe even hold her hand, but she was too embarassed to ask. She had to find an alternative, something to say before this date became a total failure ! That’s when she was struck with an idea :

“Diana ! How about we go get ice cream ?

- Huh ? Well, it is hot today, so why not ?

- Yay !”

The two girls made their way out of the shop and went to the ice cream truck. Akko chose a weird combination of flavours, as usual, while Diana took a simple vanilla and strawberry ice cream. They decided to sit on a bench in a secluded and presently empty part of the square.

After a minute or two, Akko noticed that Diana was lost in thought. Deciding that she should make her move now, the brunette leaned towards the other girl and asked :

“Do you wanna try mine ?”

Diana looked surprised and a bit flustered when she noticed how close Akko had gotten. Shyly, she nodded her head and leaned towards the ice cream, taking a little bite of the scoop of mint.

“It’s good, isn’t it ?

- Yes, Diana answered with a little smile, it’s very good.”

Happy, Akko started to eat again. But Diana soon interrupted her, saying :

“Akko, you have a bit of ice cream on your cheek.

- Huh ? Where ? asked the brunette while sweeping her arm over her face.”

The blonde’s hand on hers stopped her and Akko turned towards the other girl, a questionning look on her face.

“I’ll… take care of it for you, explained Diana while staring at the bench.”

The blonde’s cheeks were pink when she said that and they only darkened as she looked at Akko. The brunette heard her gulp, but didn’t have time to question Diana on her strange behaviour as the blonde leaned forward and kissed Akko’s cheek, an inch away from her lips. The Japanese girl couldn’t help but squeal when she felt Diana’s tongue caressing the spot. The prodigy quickly retreated, face as red as Akko’s eyes and gaze focused on anything but Akko’s form next to her. She immediately apologized :

“So-Sorry, it was… too much… wasn’t it ?

- No-No, it’s… it’s fine ! I was just… surprised, is all…

- I-I see…”

They stayed silent for a while, eating their ice creams and blushing whenever their eyes made contact. A few minutes passed like this, allowing the girls to finish their ice creams before Akko decided to say something. It was now or never !

Taking a deep breath to calm herself down a bit -it totally failed-, Akko looked at Diana : the girl was still blushing and avoiding eye contact. Taking her courage in both hands, Akko managed to say :

“Dia-Diana, you-you have some ice cream… on your face…

- Oh, is-is that so ? Could you… tell me where it is ?

- Don’t-Don’t bother ! I’ll get it for you…”

Bracing herself, Akko leaned forward quickly while being careful of not hurting Diana in the process. The heiress’ eyes widened as she felt the brunette’s lips on hers. But it ended as soon as it started, Akko pulling back as fast as she could in case Diana didn’t like it. After a few seconds of shocked -and embarassed- silence, Akko said :

“He-Here, I think I got it all.

-O-Oh, yes, thank you… But…”

Akko curled up on herself, ready to get a scolding for her bold move. She was surprised to feel Diana’s hand under her chin, making her tilt her head up, before the girl said :

“I think you still has some of it… on you…”

And then Diana kissed her. It was hesitant at first, little brushes of lips. They barely even touched each other. But then they grew more confidant, their kisses became firmer, passionnate even. Akko encircled Diana’s waist with her arms and licked the blonde’s bottom lip before sucking on it lightly. Looping her arms around Akko’s back and shoulders, Diana let out a little moan as she kissed back with just as much fervor.

After a minute or two, the girls were forced to pull away to breath. Panting, they looked at each other and said, in perfect synchronisation :

“I love you.”

Smiling, they started kissing again.


A.N : Ooookay… Sooo… It’s the first time I write this kind of scene and I don’t know if I did it right, but I hope you’ll like it anyway !

P.S : As I thought, couldn’t really make it short, huh ? Welp.

What EXO Thinks While Dancing - The Eve

Xiumin: “Ohhhhhh~”

“Little do the fans know, each one of those is an actual orgasm.“

“Thanks Chen or Sehun (I was blindfolded, I’m not sure which one)”

Originally posted by seokjintm

Suho: “I don’t think this dance can get any dirtier without them censoring us.”

“I can’t believe they’re letting us get away with this kind of fan-murder.”

“…So I’m going to take full advantage.”

“Maybe I’ll wear a tight shirt next time.”

Originally posted by lawlliets

Lay: *this is what he might do*

“This ain’t new to me, this isn’t even that sexy compared to what I’ve done”

“I think the fans want us to see these slow body rolls with shirts open, in tight leather pants, with obvious bulges… actually no shirts, maybe just some mesh, and the camera crew needs to have a camera on each member’s face, abs, and butt at all times, as well as several cameras on the group.  Easy fan service.”

Originally posted by jimincupcake

Baekhyun: “When Lay gets back, I want to be the one to do this partner move with him…”

“PLEASE LET IT BE ME”

“If it’s Suho… I’ll kill him.”

Originally posted by baekhyuntella

Chen: “Touch it, touch it, baby”

“Touch it, touch it”

“I’m going to do this move in front of Xiumin later… while he’s sitting on the floor… with his mouth open…”

Originally posted by stayfordrama

Chanyeol: “Damn I look cool.”

“And sexy.”

“All the fans want to sleep with me right now.”

“And Baekhyun.”

“Mostly Baekhyun.”

Originally posted by iyeolie

D.O: “OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai OMG I’m dancing with Kai YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS HE TOUCHED ME”

Originally posted by kadiseuldy

Kai: “UMPH, YEAH.  Practicing these body rolls for 15 hours paid. off. big.”

“YOU SEE THIS LEVEL OF DISRESPECT, EXO-Ls????  YOU SEE THIS FLUID BODY ROLL??  AND THIS LIP BITE???”

“You’re imagining yourself in bed with me now aren’t you? It’s okay, you can admit it.”

“I know you want me“

“You know I wantcha”

Originally posted by intokai

Sehun: “Whoops, my belly button, you can see it.”

“It’s just a peek… no big deal.”

“At least you didn’t see the best part of me… my jeans are in the way.”

Originally posted by sesuyeol

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anonymous asked:

Thoughts on the ban of transgender individuals in the military? Specifically, I'm curious on your thoughts of the costs, which are estimated as less than $10 million, when the military spends over $40 million on viagra a year. Also, the manner in which the ban was announced, using twitter and not providing any follow up information or details, leaving a deep sense of confusion as to what happens to current trans service members.

Costs aside, being trans is effectively a neurological disorder, and one with high rates of suicide. That sort of thing should rule them out of military service.

As far as the social media bit goes, Trump has been using that as a way to communicate directly, rather than relaying information through the media, which prevents them from putting any initial spin on it. I’m sure more details will come.

Every Tattoo Gun has its Thorns

Another fic for the roseph discord, for @atlasisreal‘s beaut tattoo artist Joseph and Florist Robert au. The title is the work of @tunaboy2 because I am not that witty :’)  I hope you enjoy it! And beware, there is smut about halfway through.



Robert at least felt a little bit bad, he shouldn’t have had that drink and he knew it. The second one was definitely very bad not good and he felt guilty about letting Val down. But with the third one came the tipsiness and washing away of most of the guilt. At least until morning.

It wasn’t like he was drunk he just had a healthy buzz going.

But more importantly, it wasn’t like he was drinking alone in his house in the dark, which he was pretty sure had been the most concerning part about his habit. He was out at the bar, and not the seedy old place he used to hide at, a trendy new bar closer to the flower shop. There were actual people here instead of just the odd rodent and health violation.

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public exposure

He always forgot. He wasn’t sure why or even how, but he always forgot to do the laundry the day he was supposed to and wound up at the laundromat at eleven PM working through his second load. He couldn’t afford not washing every piece of clothing he had that night, which is why he settled for taking his shirt off as well and adding it to the load. Whatever, he was alone. He leaned against one of the washing machines and waited, their rhythmic hums his only company. Only Emile would be as irresponsible as to use do the laundry at nearly midnight, especially in a neighborhood like the Cigar Box Row. 

At least, that’s what he had figured. A little bell rang as somebody entered the place and Emile sighed to himself before looking up.

“Hey there. Laundry day – or, night, huh.” Well. He hoped that was enough for an explanation. 

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anonymous asked:

You talked about using bed blankets for your beds. Could you possibly show us some of your favourites? Have a nice weekend!

I can sort of do that… Many of the ones I use were made by Impishparody and I think were on Black Pearl Sims, and I honestly don’t know where they might be found now. I think there’s archives of BPS stuff somewhere…but I don’t know where. Probably someone who follows me knows, though, so check the replies this might get. :) That said, the one I use most often is this one:

Which is here. It works well with beds that have low or no footboard. Sometimes I have to turn grid-snapping off and shift it around a little if there are bits of footboard that poke through. For beds that have taller footboards, my favorite is this one:

I like that it’s sort of poofy, so it looks more like a comforter/duvet than just a bedspread or blanket. I’m pretty sure that’s one of Impishparody’s. She made both double and single versions of like 10 different styles, and I’m pretty sure that’s one of them.

Another thing I like to do is layer the blankets, since they will snap to an OMSP. I use the shiftable OMSPs, so I’ll put a blanket on the bed itself, then attach a different one to an OMSP, raise it so that the second blanket sits right on top of the first one, and then turn of grid-snapping and place it on top of the bed like so:

So it looks like an extra blanket on top of the bedspread/comforter. It also serves to break up patterns if I feel like it’s needed. Or, conversely, to add pattern, if I’ve used a solid blanket on the bed. I’m pretty sure the solid blanket on top in the above pic is another of Impi’s; that’s the one I most often use to layer, because I can make it so that it hangs off one edge of the bed without it looking stupid on the other side. :)

side tumblr move!

Hey everyone - some of you might find some follows from me today. It’s because I’ve finally decided to move my inspo blog. I made it well before my art blog and I’m sad I have to abandon it, but frankly, I just don’t have time to manage it. It was made under a separate account and having to re-login to post stuff got old pretty fast.

I’ve made a new sideblog which I will use for all reblogs, inspo, music and maybe even personal posts, hopefully I’ll be able to use it more often now.

I will miss having two dashboards, though. My cryoclaire dash was for slow blogs and art blogs and my cybertunage one had everything else. I might have to do some adjusting to make sure the art doesn’t get lost in all the blade runner gifs (sorry, cyberpunk blogs)

On the subject of old events, does anyone else remember the Lock Capsule? What was even up with that?

If y’all don’t know what I’m referring to, let me explain. The Lock Capsule was a special event key item in HGSS and BW that was never used. Like not even in Japan. The idea was to have people send this item from HGSS to BW and it’d give them a TM (TM95, Snarl). Sounds straightforward, right? Nope. It was ridiculous. It was nothing but bad ideas and horrible planning.

Let’s pretend we’re an average player without a guide on how to do this whole thing. (Honestly, without a guide, we’re screwed by step 2, but go with me here.)

First of all, it’d have to be sent to HGSS as an event. But in HGSS, the item is absolutely useless - and cryptic. The info just says “A sturdy Capsule that can only be opened with a special key.” This alone would have players searching all over the Johto region looking for this “special key” … but there isn’t one. And there’s not a single clue in the game as to what it’s for, what it does, or how to use it. At all. Nothing. Nada. Null. Zilch.

Then we have BW. Which again for the most part doesn’t mention it at all - unless you have it. And getting it from HGSS to BW is even more absurd. You can’t use the PokeTransfer to send it up - since that only transfers Pokemon. You couldn’t give it to a Pokemon to hold because it was a key item. So, how would you get it there?

You have to use The Relocator, and I’m sure I’ve lost a few of you here. What’s The Relocator? It’s a very special feature of BW. Why don’t you know about it? Because the game fails to really mention that it even exists until you unlock it. And unless you know EXACTLY what you’re doing, there’s no way you can unlock it. You have to find an otherwise totally useless and cryptic NPC in Castelia talking ambiguously about a “special machine” he invented and tell him a specific phrase - “everyone happy, simple connection.” And let’s all be honest with ourselves: at this point, none of us are happy, and this is anything but a simple connection. So he can go take a long walk off a short cliff.

Alright, well, now maybe the game will tell us a little more about the Lock Capsule, or at least the Relocator? Hardly! He only says the Relocator is for “special pokemon and items,” and doesn’t tell you where to find it or how to use it. So again, we’re left clueless. What we actually gotta do is save and restart, and then select The Relocator on the main screen. Which is located at the very bottom of the pre-game menu, so unless you’re looking for it, you’ll probably never see it. As soon as you start it up, it - without any explanation - attempts to open DS wireless communication. At that point, it acts much like PokeTransfer - it tells you to grab your second DS with any 4th gen game inserted and go to Download Play. Except, unlike PokeTransfer, The Relocator can only transfer five every specific things: a shiny event Raikou, Entei, or Suicune, a 4th gen event Celebi, or the Lock Capsule. Oh, by the way, it doesn’t tell you any of that. If you have none of those, it will simply tell you nothing can be relocated. Even if you do have one of those, it doesn’t even tell you it relocated them, it just cryptically says the relocator will close.

Also, the aforementioned Raikou, Entei, Suicune, and Celebi (which are used for the Zoroark and Zorua cutscenes) could be transferred by the normal no-need-to-unlock-in-a-very-odd-and-unknowable-way PokeTransfer and still work fine for those cutscenes. (I wasn’t 100% sure on this, but since posting this I’ve had it verified by others.) Also because The Relocator doesn’t tell you exactly what can be relocated. there’s no way to know it can relocate the Lock Capsule, unless you’re Relocating with a game of HGSS that already has one. That’s it! That’s the only way!

Okay, let’s say you’ve now gotten to this point. You’ve relocated the Lock Capsule. Now what? Right, the item description says it can only be opened with a special key. Time for another key hunt! … or not! Because again, there’s no key! At all! Instead, you have to take it to another random, otherwise useless, completely no hints as to what he really does for you NPC in Castelia. The game, AGAIN, gives you no hints. At all. If you talked to the NPC before getting the Lock Capsule, he simply mentions he picks locks. That’s it. But even if you did talk to him before, you probably forgot all about him, because he’s just a useless NPC on a random floor of a building in the biggest city in Unova.

What’s your reward for all this? The TM for Snarl. And since the Lock Capsule was never released, no game of BW can legitimately have all TMs. Whoops! Also, because GameFreak never deletes items from their games, it’s still a dummied out, non-functional, unobtainable key item. Yeah. Even in Sun and Moon. It’s still there. It’s just hidden away.

So basically, they never did this event because it’d need to come with a highly detailed guide on how to use it. Amazing.

Harry Potter being raised right, by Sirius Black who just ‘fuck rules, Moony, I’m not letting my Godson live in hell’ because he managed to transform into his animagi form and escape the scene of the crime before he got caught, and took Harry before Dumbledore said anything. Him technically being an Honorary Potter, still gives Harry the protection from Voldemort, while at 12 Grimmauld Place.

Him carrying a baby Harry, who just started speaking, his first words being, ‘Dada’, which makes him start to cry and ‘no, Harry, he’s not here. It’s only Padfoot and Moony now.’ And Harry giggling, because he’s only an infant, and is innocent like that.

Harry being sent to Neville Longbottom’s grandmother’s place during full moons so Padfoot can take care of Moony.

Harry when he’s 2, and can only call them ‘MoonMoon, and Pa'foo’ and laughing when they play Hide And Seek, and Moony just found Padfoot and Harry sleeping on the couch, Padfoot protectively draping his paw around Harry, in his animagi form, and Harry clutching onto the fur happily as he sleeps.

Moony and Padfoot buying a toy broomstick for Harry when he’s 4, and he learns to fly before he can walk, but, 'Its only two feet about the ground, Moony, relax.’

Harry finding the portrait of the Black Family tree, and seeing Padfoot blasted off of it. Harry getting angry, and drawing Padfoot back onto the portrait, with 'Padfoot’, with his crayons, and putting 'Moony’ next to it, and later covering all the other people in his black coloured crayon. 'I’m covering them up.’

Moony and Padfoot telling Harry the truth about his parents when he’s 7, because 'He’s old enough, Padfoot, and he needs to know what really happened. We’d be no better than those Dursleys if we didn’t.’

Harry understanding completely, crying a bit, in the middle of the night, but making sure no one heard him. The next day, Harry asks about his parents, and what they were like.

Harry getting small things that belonged to Lily, that Moony and Padfoot got from the house, and kept for him, including a picture of James and Lily’s first kiss, and many small muggle items she had from when she was small. He also got a sweater that belonged to James, which was from his Quidditch Practicing days.

Moony and Padfoot teaching Harry small jinxes and counter Jinxes when he’s 8, and Harry sneakily using a jinx on Padfoot because it was a prank war, and every prank war means at least one man having pink hair.

Harry when he’s nine, and being prepped on everything to do with Hogwarts, and how to get away from trouble, and which teachers to avoid or go to in the school, if Harry can’t contact Moony or Padfoot.

Harry being 10, and waking up in the middle of the night, to see Moony and Padfoot sleeping together on the couch, Moony putting his head on Padfoot’s lap, while his hand is in Moon’s hair, as he was playing with his hair before he fell asleep. Harry giggling, because 'Moony and Padfoot are in loveeee~’ yet neither of them deny it.

Harry getting his letter to Hogwarts as soon as he turns 11, and Moony and Padfoot’s throw a small party to celebrate, inviting Neville as well.

The three of them going to Diagon Alley, and many people greeting Harry, and Padfoot boasting about it, while Moony laughs.

Harry getting to meet many kids who might meet him at Hogwarts, including Ddaco Malfoy, and Padfoot growling when he sees Lucius, and says 'they’re a bad sort, Harry, keep away from them,’ but he didn’t listen, and being the small outgoing kid he was, he went to say 'Hi! Are you going to Hogwarts too?’ And Draco, actually being surprised and smiling awkwardly because his father was talking to the shopkeeper, at the corner of the room, so he didn’t know what to say, and he nods. Padfoot smiling because Harry looks happy, and Moony thinks that maybe Draco might be different.

Harry promising to send them letters every single day, by owl, while he hugs them goodbye, and runs towards the Hogwarts Express, waving at them until they are no longer visible.

Harry keeping his promise and telling Moony and Padfoot all about Hermione Jean Granger, and Ronald 'Ron’ Weasley, who are his new best friends, and Draco Malfoy 'who is an absolute git sometimes, but can actually be a sweetheart.’ and how Hermione and Ron managed to help him battle a troll in the girls bathroom, as well as meet Fluffy, the three headed dog, and how they played a game of wizard chess, and defeated Lord Voldemort, who was stuck on Professor Quirrell’s head, and how, when he saw the Mirror of Erised, he saw Padfoot, Moony, Lily, and James, (Or mum and dad) standing next to him, while they sat in the house. Oh and 'I’m seeker for the Gryffindors! Just like dad!’

Harry receiving a howler the next day, which was the day before Ron received it, and hearing Moony scream himself raw, 'YOU WERE TAUGHT BETTER THAN TO FIGHT WITH SEVERUS— “Moony, it’s Snivellus, Harry meant no harm, I’m sure of it.” — AND HAD ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT TO DISOBEY ORDERS. PADFOOT, DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY? “I’m proud of you, Harry, keep up the good work. Tell Snivellus that if he irritates you any longer, he’s gonna have to speak to me.” PADFOO-’ And the Howler ends, bursting into flames, while Ron is laughing, and Hermione smiles, while Draco hollers a “congrats Potter!” and I AM SORRY FOR TAKING UP YOUR TIME BUT I VERY WELL NEED THIS IN MY LIFE, AND SO DO YOU.

anonymous asked:

Can you please draw Switzerland and Liechtenstein in your art style?

Liechtenstein: Brother, it seems someone has called us…!

(adm: Aaah I don’t think I made justice to Liechtenstein’s cuteness, but still, I hope you like it! ;w; <3)

reasons why monsta x is ACTUALLY the best group to stan ever
  • they ruin their own self images, so u don’t have to worry about the fact that ur embarrassing because i can promise u, they are worse
  • they’re honestly basically in love with like all of their fans. like why would u need a man when u have shownu promising to marry u n stuff. or when minhyuk says you’re the prettiest girl (or boy, hey, mx don’t care) they’ve ever seen !!!!
  • they’re really including of all of their fans. like some other groups only care about girl fans, or about korean fans, or about some other specific type of fan ??? but like monsta x ???? they literally love everyone ?????????? like even ppl who aren’t their fans ????? like they’re the type to see u on the street decked out in some svt merch and still be like “wow she’s so pretty aw i like her sweater i love woozi” ????
  • they’re all super talented. like shownu’s dancing, kihyun’s voice, jooheon’s rap, hyungwon’s modeling,,,, like what can’t this group do ??
  • they all really love each other. they’re not like those groups where u KNOW that they all hate each other on the low. they may want u to think they hate each other sometimes (looking @ u,,, kihyun) but we all know they’re lying
  • honestly the monbebe fandom is so nice ??? so peaceful ?? drama ??? what is that ??/ we don’t know ??? the only drama we have is when other fans of other groups do something against us. but like other than that ???? where the drama @ ???
  • okay,, guys,, WONHO. THAT BOY. HE IS AN ANGEL. LOVE SHIN HOSEOK WITH ALL OF YOUR HEART EVEN IF U AREN’T A MONBEBE. this boy loves EVERYONE. like he LITERALLY SUPPORTS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING. he has like 485975973287589375 pieces of “for a cause” clothing and jewelry. like he has this necklace against child abuse (i think it was) ??? he panted his pinky green for this charity type thing. like WHEN HAS YOUR FAVE EVER ?? like honestly i can’t think of anything wonho doesn’t support ?? gay marriage ? hell he’d marry a guy if he can cook 4 him. causes against domestic and child violence ?? sign him up !! he wants the world to be a happy and good place. wow. such an angel. wow i love hoseok. love hoseok trust me he will never hurt u.
  • they haven’t done anything dumb yet. like problematic. ya know what i mean. like they’re probably gonna do something that starts a scandal one day,, but like they try REALLY hard to make sure they don’t say things that could hurt ANY of their fans. like they don’t talk about race or get offended when they hear people think they’re gay or anything. the only thing they get offended at is cucumbers apparently ???? like honestly they’re angels ?? they care about us so much they try so hard to not screw up n hurt us. get u a man who ?? (or 7 of them,, i support that too ??)
  • they’re literally ?? so dumb ?? and so funny ?? like they argued over which greek goddess is goddess of victory,, LITERALLY for like 20 mins. they have no lives. their lives revolve around doing dumb things to make us laugh ?? like ?? they stopped caring about their image before they debuted ?? who cares ?? they don’t ?? lets ruin it ourselves ??
  • changkyun’s VERY strong urge to see wonho naked. why. i’m sure a lot of mbb won’t complain. but why changkyun. why are u trying tto give us a naked hoseok every single time we see u ??? what is ur motive ??
  • kihyun is really violent. like i don’t understand how someone who dresses in a hamster onsie regularly can be so angry ?? where does he store it ?? why is he so sinister ?? (or should i say why does he just do stuff to people and then laugh for like 2 months over it bc that’s all he really does. he gave minhyuk a cucumber once actually. he still laughs over it. like yoo kihyun are u 5 ??? why are u hurting minhyuk like this ?)
  • changkyun’s really bad puns. those r another reason to stan. trust me u hate it at first but eventually u can’t go a day without listening to him make some weird and oddly funny pun about a name or smth.
  • shownu. dad. honestly a real dad. like. throwback to every member calling him dad and reminding him to not forget the room key. honest dad figure. i wish hyunwoo was my dad.
  • minhyuk is really happy nd cute and honestly u could probably smile for like 3 hours just after looking at a picture of him smiling. he’s literally the definition of sunshine. we need more people like lee mihyuk in this world.
  • i ran out of thing to think of and it’s 2am but honestly stan monsta x ? like it’s so worth it ? they’re so caring and funny and loving and talented and like ??? the fandom is so including and amazing ?? like there isn’t even tension between k-fans and intl-fans ?? we literally all just love each other ?? like stanning monsta x is such an AMAZING thing like it cleanses ur soul from all the bad things in this world. i swear. it’s like actually confirmed. monsta x is so pure and wow. just stan those cute 7 little boys who dress up in animal onsies and dance to girl group songs just to make their fans smile and laugh
Nine ways to find the perfect bra

1. Manage expectations before you set out. If you are the kind of person who will try on two hundred awful bras and come home without one and hating humanity, consider whether it is possible that you already own the perfect bra. Often this can be achieved with only a small redefinition of the words ‘perfect’ or ‘bra’.
2. If you do lots of sports, try a sports bra. If you live on a balcony, try a balcony bra. If you are falling off a cliff, try a plunge bra. In general, your bra will be much happier if you keep it in its natural habitat.
3. Check if the bra is perfectly supportive. A good bra should listen thoughtfully to all your problems. A really good bra should not only listen but also phone for backup when you are hemmed in by Ukrainian mobsters on the roof of the ruined embassy at night. Finding this bra may require accepting the starring role in a film of dubious quality, but it will be worth it in the end.
4. Can you undo the bra with one hand? Can anyone undo the bra with one hand? What about two hands? Three? Can anyone take off the bra at all? Are its complexities within the wit of humankind to comprehend? If the answer to all these questions is no, buy the bra. You probably shouldn’t try wearing it, but it may be useful to keep valuables in.
5. Get measured first. Make sure to include all relevant quantities. For example, a bra which is not travelling at the same velocity as you is not very useful, and a bra with a significantly different temperature to you may be uncomfortable or on fire. Never purchase a bra that is on fire.
6. Consider that the perfect bra for one occasion may not be the perfect bra for another. If you are stranded on a desert island, that nipple-chafing mesh will be super-useful for catching fish. Consider investing in that bra with too much padding and/or too large a cup size if you believe that you might be ejected from an aircraft without a parachute at any time soon.
7. If you are feeding a baby, a bra that a baby can eat may be useful. Try materials such as woven rice or mashed banana.
8. If that one great once-in-the-Universe all-purpose bra is a requirement, it is quite likely that it belongs to someone else or exists only in the past or future. That does not mean obtaining it is impossible: far from it! You may need to become an intercontinental time-travelling space pirate, however.
9. Above all, consider what you want the bra for. Too many people go bra shopping with a limited, breast-centric worldview. This is understandable, but unambitious. It is not unreasonable to expect the perfect bra to be one that has saved lives, righted wrongs or made significant academic advances possible. For example, a planet-spanning bra towed by forty thousand space cruisers to bring Earth’s orbit in line with that of Mars to allow for the final evacuation of the human race would surely be better than that cute red one.

in the thomas sanders fandom we dont say “i love you”, we say “ur fam ily” which roughly translates to “im going to spend time and effort into making sure that you feel included, appreciated and loved because i know that you dont think that youre one of us, but you are and i thank you for all the wonderful work youve done” and i think thats beautiful.

illusions-are-torn  asked:

What do you think the other Avengers think of Peter's trans status? I imagine Thor would be pretty impressed that humans can transition like that haha

*rubs hands* Oh man I’m so glad you asked about this!

  • So first of all, Thor is Asgardian. It’s been mentioned in some of the newer comics (namely, Loki: Agent of Asgard and The Young Avengers) that Asgardian’s don’t have the same societal perception of sexuality or gender that most human cultures do. Male, female, gay, straight, etc. are all just meaningless labels to most of them. Because of this, I doubt Thor would care that Peter is trans. If anything, Thor would be surprised that Peter’s transition is so difficult. Thor knows Loki, who is canonically genderfluid and can change his appearance from ‘male’ to ‘female’ at will. Upon finding out that Peter is trans, Thor would probably react like, “So, Man of Spiders, when will you perform the Trans Magic?”
  • Obviously, Tony “Daddy Warbucks” Stark would be supportive of Peter. I also headcanon Tony as trans so?? i might write about that in a separate post. Tony probably found out Peter was trans before he met the kid, while he was still researching ‘Spider-Man’. Tony knows, and he’s been on Peter’s side from day one. I’m a big fan of the theory that Tony designed a special binder in the Spider-Man suit, but also: Tony takes Peter shopping to buy him a ‘male’ wardrobe. As a philanthropist, he donates to charities that help trans kid, and as an adopt-a-dad, he does his best to finance Peter’s transition in any way he can.
  • Steve is also such a good ally about the whole deal. Sometimes, he’ll dress up in ‘civilian disguise’ and spend the day with Peter. Steve accompanies him into locker rooms, bathrooms, and all other “men only” spaces to make sure Peter feels safe (and honestly, who’s gonna fuck with you when there’s a 6′0″ beefcake at your side?). Steve also talks to Peter’s bullies like a total dad. When he found out Flash was calling Peter “Penis Parker” he showed up at the Thompson’s house and had a polite discussion with their son about the importance of respecting others.
  • Natasha has a different approach to bullies. She always tells Peter, “If you ever need a transphobe ‘taken care of’, just call me.” She says it with a smile, but Peter still can’t tell if she’s joking or not. She’s tried to teach him self-defense that doesn’t involve web shooters. They spar together after Peter finishes school on Tuesdays. Natasha taught him the ever-useful ‘leg scissor’ move, from one spider to another.
  • Bruce didn’t know much about the whole trans thing before Peter came along. Sure, he had heard stories on the news from time to time, but he had a very surface-level understanding of the matter. When Bruce found out Peter was trans, he took the opportunity to research as much about the subject as possible. He wants to respect Peter’s privacy, but he’s also very curious by nature. Tony eventually designates Bruce as Peter’s personal doctor (which excites the both of them). At some point, Bruce designs a form of testosterone that can keep up with Peter’s heightened immune system. Bruce also does most of Peter’s T injections, because Peter is squeamish about needles.
  • Clint is cool with it. He taught Peter how to skateboard. 
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here comes M-O 

yeah he has a design sheet

he doesnt get paid enough for the things he has to deal with. and by not enough I mean not at all. somebody bring him to somewhere he can slack off a bit

Grab Life by the Horns

Last night on a D&D adventure, our tiefling warlock was in the process of getting rammed by an undead rothé.

Tiefling: I see it coming and put my horns down, ready to ram it back.

Me (DM): Wait, you what?!

Tiefling (OOC): I wanna ram him back! I have horns and I’m gonna use them.

Me: Fine, you squat down, presenting your horns to the rothé. It misses, but locks horns with you. Your horns versus a powerful undead beast, the animal wrenches its horns away, cracking the tip of your left horn off.

Tiefling: NO! Not lefty! He was my favorite!! It’s my turn next so I cast agonizing blast and aim for his… (OOC) Wait, can I roll to find out which horn is his favorite horn?

DM: Oh my god…sure.

*rolls a nat20*

Me, head in my hands: If an undead rothé could favor one horn over another, this one would pick the right horn.

Tiefling: Yes!! I cast agonizing blast on his right horn.

DM: It hits with force damage, splintering the horn off at the base and falling to the ground.

Tiefling: Aha!! You take my horn, I take yours!

The rothé comes back for the tiefling, ready to ram again.

Tiefling: Uh…I put my horns down, ready to ram too.

DM: You already lost one horn, why are you doing this to yourself?

Tiefling: I need to assert dominance!

DM: The attack hits, but with his right missing and your left missing, it’s left locks with your right horn. It strikes your puny tiefling head, cracking the tip off your right horn.

Tiefling: What?! No!!

The battle ended, the rothé fell in front of the tiefling.

Tiefling: (OOC) Can I take his remaining horns?

DM: Do a strength check.

*rolls 8*

DM: You put your foot on the rothé’s undead skull, pulling its left horn with all your strength. Your foot falls through the skull but the horn comes loose…too fast. You pull it into your shoulder doing *rolls a d4* 4 points of piercing damage to your shoulder.

Tiefling: YOU’RE DEAD AND STILL YOU HURT ME.