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Are you interested in watching Adventure Time, but intimidated by the thought of watching 252 episodes? Have you watched the series before, but want to watch again without any filler episodes (unless it’s Bubbline, of course)? This is for you!

After seeing a request in the ATimers tag, I have compiled a list of all the Adventure Time episodes that contain major plot, important backstory, major characterization, and/or Bubbline moments. I have also included optional episodes that I think will increase your understanding/enjoyment of the show (I put the reason next to it; if it says something about being an arc, backstory, characterization, etc., be warned that not watching may make the major plot points of the show a bit more confusing for you). 

I condensed the show down to 128 of the 10-minute episodes (69 episodes if you don’t watch any of the optional episodes). Optional episodes are in italics. Episodes with Bubbline moments, characterization of Marcy/Princess Bubblegum (PB), or major backstory/plot related to Marcy/PB are in bold. Anything with a an asterisk (*) can be watched at any time (order doesn’t matter, though you may still want to watch it in the same season). 

I hope this helps someone out since I spent three hours putting it together! Without further ado… 

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I hadn’t noticed how close we were.
Or how i was leaning into your shoulder with my legs on top of yours.
Until you looked up at me,
Your eyes shinning.
Right then i was aware of everything.
The tips of your fingers tingled on my arm.
Your breath warm on my neck.
Then when we kissed.
I swear i felt every nerve in my body light up.
And There wasnt another place in the world id rather be
—  A.P
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Whoa.

Wait for it! Here’s an example of one thing that always blows my mind in northern Norway; the sheer size of the steep drops! So much stuff up here can just plummet from its maximum altitude right down to sea level and if your not expecting it or there’s a bit of wind to unsteady your feet then it can scare the shit out of you! And the amount of hills and ridge lines you can go and find like this is endless! :)

I drew your name in the sand
And watched the waves wash it away.
I wish it would pull my memories of you away too.
Drag it off to some foreign beach and let it wash up for someone else to find.
But theres no where else for memories to go.
Theyre trapped like a letter in a bottle.
—  A.P
She has a laugh almost as melodic as her voice,
A smile just as bright as her eyes.
When she talks the crowd goes quiet,
All eyes on her when she enters a room.
She walks with elegance and moves without a care.
She is kind and gentle,
Her touch comforting and soft.
Her grace is abundant, her faith strong.
She is more beautiful than the stars.
Lovelier than flowers.
And you simply cant help but love her.
—  A.P

anonymous asked:

For a prompt maybe... what if Lance was actually terrified of water despite him being associated with the element of water and the blue lion and coming from Cuba. The team go to a beach type planet for more bonding time and everyone finds it suspicious that Lance avoids the water. Maybe some traumatic backstory like almost drowning... cue major langst and maybe also some klance. Lance gets thrown in the water or ends up there and Keith comes in ... I leave it to you Thanks

I actually really love this idea? I always think that Lance is like One With The Water but him being freaked out by it is such a cool idea? Thank you so much!

Flashback TW(?), Almost Drowning TW(?)


It was supposed to be a day of fun and rest for the Paladins of Voltron. The beach and tropical forest islands of Lamprev were uninhabited by any intelligent life, and perfectly safe for humans. What made it better, or, to Lance, worse, was the massive blue ocean, a seeming replica of the oceans of Earth. The sky was a gentle green-blue, and the massive sun appeared much smaller and slightly warped in the thick atmosphere. 

Lance watched Pidge and Hunk run onto the beach in their swimsuits, their feet kicking up grains of silver sand. Pidge held an inflatable doughnut which Lance offhandedly wondered where they had gotten, and Hunk shrieked as he disappeared under the water after running past a drop off. Keith threw himself onto the beach, hands moving up and down to form a sand angel, and Shiro and Allura, who had wisely brought fold-able chairs, sat on their strange hovering seats.

Lance dug the large umbrella that he had brought into the sandy beach next to the box of food and refreshments he had carried down as well. Hunk beckoned him towards the water with a hand as he desperately tried to stay above the surface with just one hand, and Pidge casually kicked water in his face. Lance plastered a grin on his face, but instead fell backwards into the sand.

The sky was almost cloudless, and Lance stared up at it, imagining the vast expanse of stars that stretched out beyond the atmosphere, stars that he had seen only hours before, and somehow already missed. He missed the stars not because he wanted to be back around them, rather he missed them because of the mass of undulating water only feet away from him. The water seemed to coax out memories he had tried so hard to forget with each lapping wave against the silver sand. 

Suddenly, someone grabbed his ankle, and Lance bolted upright as Hunk pulled him into the air upside-down. Lance let out an angry protest as the tried to release himself from Hunk’s grip. The Yellow Paladin, unfortunately, held fast.

“Stop it, man!” Lance shouted, his words on the edge of panic as he fought against the memories that were steadily building up in his mind. He clawed at the ground, only stopping when the waves reached up to the sand that Hunk was walking on. The surf surged, and Lance’s head was nicked by the water. 

Fear seized him, and Lance stopped trying to protest. The memories gripped him, and Lance was dragged away from the sunny beach and into the deep, dark ocean of Earth.

Lance was seven at the time. He was a master swimmer, and he spent nearly every day at the beach and in the waves practicing and playing and enjoying the feel of the sun on his face. He didn’t realize he was out too far until he was gasping for breath, the feel of the water now totally foreign and unwelcoming against his burning, exhausted muscles. Lance let out a piercing scream, but the ocean swallowed it beneath a wave that dragged him under the surface, throwing him into its relentless tide. 

It was then that Lance realized the ocean was not his friend. The ocean was not kind to inexperienced children who thought they could do anything they pleased. The ocean was not kind to him. He realized this as the breath was knocked from him by a second wave which dragged him under before he had the chance to take a saving breath, and he knew, despite his age and limited knowledge of death, that he wasn’t going to make it back to the beach. Not alone.

Still, he struggled, pushing his muscles as fast as they could go, but he could feel everything fading. He pushed one last time, and he could see the light of the surface above him, and he couldn’t reach it. The current slowly dragged him down as the light faded.

Lance screamed as he hit the water and was immediately dragged under again. Again. He was going to drown. The panic clawed at him, and he flailed in the water, fighting against the horror as he tried desperately to remember how to think. He hadn’t saved his breath, and he could already feel the oxygen slipping out of him as he convulsed. The water dragged him downwards, and he reached for the surface in a last desperate attempt, but he couldn’t see the surface. He couldn’t see anything, save the deep blue that was crushing the air from his lungs. 

Suddenly, someone was grabbing his shoulders and turning him. Keith. Keith was holding him by the shoulders, and their eyes met. Keith’s purple eyes were calm, so calm it was infectious, and as he pulled the both of them through the water, Lance could feel the panic in his gut slowly subsiding.

They broke the surface, and Lance gasped, his lungs filling with as much oxygen as he could put in them, and he could feel tears running down his face as Keith swam the both of them to shore. He pulled Lance up and carried him to dry land before gently lowering him to the ground. Everyone was crowded around him, and Keith barked at them to back off, the look in his eyes scaring away even Allura.

“Lance, look at me.” Keith said gently, and Lance turned to the Black Paladin. He raised two fingers up, and Lance raised an eyebrow.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” Keith asked.

“Is this really necessary?” Allura blurted, and Shiro hushed her.

“Two.” Lance whispered, his voice still shaking from the fear.

“Good,” Keith looked up, and his eyes met Shiro’s, “I don’t know the proper procedure for checking if he’s okay. We need Coran.” 

Shiro didn’t bother replying, instead he bolted off, leaving the Paladins alone. Hunk was crying, Pidge silently comforting him, and Allura was staring in confusion at Lance.

“Lance, are you okay?” Keith asked gently, and Lance nodded as he pushed himself up. Sand clung to his wet clothing, but he barely noticed as he hugged himself.

“When.. When I was seven, I almost drowned in the ocean.. I don’t even know what happened, who saved me.” He finally explained, and Keith touched his shoulder gently. Lance pulled Keith into a tight hug, and tears ran freely down his face.

“Thank you, Keith. Thank you so much.” He whispered, and Keith’s arms tightened around Lance as he returned the hug.

“What can I say? We make a good team.” Keith replied, and Lance chuckled softly into Keith’s shoulder.


They totally kiss after Coran checks on Lance. Thank you again for the prompt, I loved writing it!

12th House Fears and Demons
  • "The twelfth house is the house of restraint and describes any influence which may, in any way, restrict his free-will. It also describes his secret enemies and the characters of any intrigue in which he may take part or which may be aimed at him. It refers also to any secret associations with which he may be connected. It also signifies large animals, such as horses and the fortune of the native in respect to them. Finally, it indicates any places in which he may be in which
  • discipline is the first consideration." - Crowley
  • 12th House in Aries or Mars: fear of being left behind; fear of being on the losing end of things
  • 12th House in Taurus or Venus: fear of poverty or no possessions; fear of violence or confrontation
  • 12th House in Gemini or Mercury: fear of being outsmarted or tricked; fear of old age
  • 12th House in Cancer or the Moon: fear that no one cares and fear to show the true self; fear of water or lack of appreciation
  • 12th House in Leo or the Sun: fear of being alone; fear of close-mindedness and old age
  • 12th House in Virgo or Mercury: fear of speaking and expressing thought; fear of being taken advantage of
  • 12th House in Libra or Venus: fear of marriage or never being married; fear of loneliness
  • 12th House in Scorpio or Pluto: fear of death or the occult or the deep ocean; fear of intimacy
  • 12th House in Sagittarius or Jupiter: fear of karma; fear of failure or being taken advantage of
  • 12th House in Capricorn or Saturn: fear of being beaten; fear of death; intense fear of failure
  • 12th House in Aquarius or Uranus: fear of judgement; fear to break free from the crowd
  • 12th House in Pisces or Neptune: intense depression and sensitivity to others; fear of being taken advantage of or things pertaining to water
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