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Politics of Thedas
  • Tevinter: You have two cows. You've enslaved them both and you cast spells on them to duplicate them so you can have more slaves.
  • Par Vollen: You have two cows. One is assigned the task of milk-making and the other is assigned the task of becoming food. They accept their tasks with honour.
  • Kirkwall: You have two cows. They want to kill each other. And you. You're fucked.
  • Antiva: You have two cows. You assassinate them.
  • Orlais: You have two cows. They're snobby and tight-laced.
  • Ferelden: You have two mabari. You love your dogs.
  • Orzammar Nobility: You have two cows. The younger one tricks you into murdering the older one so he can put the blame on you an assume control of the barn.
  • Orzammar Lower Class: You have two cows. Bandits steal them both and leave you with a hoof that you pawn off to the nearest merchant for 6 copper. The bandits steal that copper and leave you for dead.
  • Redcliffe: You have two cows. One dies to save the city from destruction. Alistair is mad.
  • Dalish Elves: You have two halla. You don't have enough halla. This is bad.
  • Circle Templars: You have two cows. You don't trust them, and they're probably evil.
  • Circle Mages: You have two cows. You don't trust them, and they're probably stupid.
  • Grey Wardens: You have two dogs. They drink darkspawn blood. One dies, and the other saves the entire country.
6

“I understand. I suppose you have no choice but to revolutionize the world.

The way before you has been prepared.”    
    

Because I am never going to have the energy to draw this but I’ve been thinking about it since Friday and it won’t leave my head:

Jen: Oh, DAY-AY-UMN~ It is kind of a sausage party in here. FOR THE RECORD, *Points at David* Would hit it. *Points at Gwen* Would hit it. *Points at Campbell* Would hit it. *Points at Quartermaster* Hard pass, haha!

Quartermaster: Cameron…who is this…person?

Cameron: This is Jen, my new counselor! She used to work at a nearby camp before it got shut down!

David: A camp that got shut down? But that sounds like-

Daniel: *pops up behind him* Oh, YEAHHHHHH~! She’s my former co-counselor. My bestie from camp, the apple of my eye, the bullet to my gun aimed at some poor shmuck’s head. Campbell, thank you so much for hiring her. Even thought she is *leans close to David’s ear in the most annoying fashion* THE WORRRRRRRST~~! She is the worst person in the entire world. Total skank, can’t even draw a pentagram properly. But thank you, means a lot!

Cameron: Of course! Can’t say no to two counselors with plenty of experience.

David: *leaning away from Daniel* Does it have to be these two counselors?

Jen: Oh, hey, boss man, that reminds me; I need to leave early today because my shrink got me and him tickets to a concert. And I already committed to that so if you say I can’t go, it’d be like you’re taking something away from me.

Gwen: Actually, sir, we really do need her to stay and help-

Jen: I totally hear you, I also don’t like what you’re saying. So if you say no, sir, I WILL sacrifice a camper to Satan in the bathroom.

Cameron: Well, I can’t say no to that, can I?

Daniel: What did I tell you? *Leans close to David again* The WORRRRRRST~~

(x)

Admirer Part 2 - Luke Hemmings

Part 1

A/N: Here is part two.  I’m glad that we got requests last night and it’s always nice to see that you guys are enjoying our writing.  I’m not sure if I’m going to make this a short series or not.  Just let me know what you guys want and if you guys want to see more of Admirer.

-Rae


You woke up to your alarm.  You slowly got out of bed, but when you remembered what today was, you jumped out of your bed and started running around your apartment.  You picked a nice outfit and ran to the shower to clean yourself and wash your hair.  You pulled your hair back today and put on very little makeup as you didn’t have too much time to get ready.

“Y/N?” You heard Luke say from the couch.

You closed your eyes tightly and remembered what happened last night.

“Hi, Luke.” You could be a little late for him.  You’re sure your dean would understand.

“What happened last night?” He asked.

“You got drunk and came here.  You said you got in a fight with Arazaylea and then you just kind of fell asleep on the couch.”

Luke groaned and dropped his face to his palms.   His elbows were on his knees and his fingers were in his disheveled locks.

“You saw me in my underwear.” He realized.

You nodded. “I also saw your one naked foot.

You saw Luke’s shoulders move as if he let out one lone laugh.  You smiled at your ability to lighten the mood.  You were looking at him, but he wasn’t looking at you.  His palms were pressed against his eyes and his broad shoulders were slouched.  They weren’t slouched around the guitar anymore, they were just helping him close himself off for a second.  Like they were giving him shelter as he was realizing what was going on at the moment.

“You can stay if you want,” you told him, finally turning to go out to the door, “I’m just going to the meeting, then go to class.”

He nodded. “Right, the meeting.  Good luck with that.”

“Thanks.” You opened the door. “”Don’t vomit on any of my stuff.” You added as you closed the door behind you.

———— ———— Luke’s POV ————- ————

I called Calum and asked him to pick me up from Y/N’s apartment.

While he was driving me back to the bar, where I left my car, I licked my lips and furrowed my eyebrows.

“What’s that face you’re making?” He asked.

“My lips taste like strawberries.” I said.

Calum shrugged. “Yum?” He added with a laugh. “Don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that.”

There was silence for a few minutes, then he started talking again.

“So, do you remember anything about last night?”

I shook my head. “No.  Y/N said something about a fight with Arazaylea.  The only thing I know for sure is that I slept at her apartment in only my underwear and one sock.”

“One sock?”

“I was drunk, Calum.”

“Well, Ashton told me what Y/N told you last night.”

“What did she tell me?”

Calum rolled his eyes. “If you were too drunk to remember, then I probably shouldn’t tell you.”

I groaned. “If she told me last night, then I’m probably supposed to know.”

“Well, you were drunk.  If you were as drunk as you say you are, Y/N probably told you because she knew you wouldn’t remember.” He paused. “If you want to know, maybe you should ask her after her class.”

“I think I’ll just ask Ashton.  He’ll tell me.”

———— ————

Ashton didn’t tell me.  Which was fucking frustrating.  Even Michael knows now.  What did Y/N tell them?  Did I like piss on something?  Was I naked when I got to the door?  Did I throw up?  Is that why she told me not to vomit on anything when she left?  Did she tell me what Arazaylea and I were fighting about?

Y/N walked back into her apartment.  I smiled at her.

“You stayed?  I thought Arazaylea would have taken you home.”

“You said that I could stay if I wanted to and I wanted to.”

She nodded. “Yeah, you were welcome to stay.  I just didn’t know you would take me up on the offer.”

“Well, I did.”

“Do you want me to order a pizza?  It’s five already.”

I nodded. “Yeah.  Sure.”

She was ordering the pizza online after she changed into some pajama pants and a sweatshirt.  She had taken off all the makeup on her face and her hair was still up in a ponytail.

“Did you ever talk to Arazaylea about last night?” She asked when she finished placing the order.

Her body turned to face me.  She had one leg folded under herself and the other leg was just straight on the couch.

“No.  I just decided to give her some space.  I’ll talk to her tomorrow or when I leave here.”

“I’m sure it’ll work itself out.” Her voice was comforting as she placed a hand on my knee.

I took in a deep breath and folded my hands in my lap. “I really need to ask you something, Y/N.  It’s been bothering me all day long and I just can’t let it go.”

She straightened up and nodded. “Yeah, go ‘head, ask me whatever you need to ask me.”

“Last night,” her eyes were on mine expectantly, “when I came here last night.  You told me something.  Ashton and Calum said it was really important.  Can you just tell me what it was?”

Her face turned a slight pink color and she practically jumped out of her seat when there was a knock on the door.  She grabbed her wallet.

“Hold that thought, Luke.”

I agreed and waited for her to come back.  She put the pizzas on the table in her dining area.  I followed her in and sat down, opening one of the boxes and taking a slice before she gave me a plate.

“So?” My voice trailed off.

“Hm?”

“The thing you told me last night!  What was it?”

She chewed her food for a little longer and set down what was left of her pizza. “If I’m being completely honest, Luke, it doesn’t really matter at this point.  You were drunk, you don’t remember, and it’s fine.  It’s for the best.  I promise it’s not that important.”

“If it’s not that important, why don’t you just tell me what it is?  You can’t just tell my friends what you said to me when I was drunk and not tell me about it when I ask.”

Her face didn’t change.  It was still calm, but the shade of pink grew darker.

“You really wanna know,” she said more to herself, “fine.  Last night, I told you that I love you.”

I laughed. “Why didn’t you just say that?  I love you too.  We say it to each other like all the time, Y/N.  That’s all?”

Y/N didn’t say anything else.  She was looking at the table in front of her.  Her hands traced the patterns in the wood with her nails.

“Not that kind of ‘love’, Luke.”

We sat in silence for a bit.  She was still messing with the table and I was just looking at her.  She would never go for a guy like me–well, I guess I’ve never seen her go for anybody.

“Y/N,”

She looked up at me again.  She looked upset.

“I–You are–we–”

“I know I’m your friend, Luke.  I know you have a girlfriend.  I know all of that stuff.  I know you don’t feel the same way and that’s okay.  You don’t have to do anything about it.”

The disappointment that was laced in her voice was heartbreaking for me.  She was never this sad when we talked.  She was always giddy and positive when she was around me, but now there’s this new tension between us that has changed the relationship.

“This is why I didn’t want to tell you, Luke.  I knew it was going to ruin what we had.”

I scoffed, still slightly uncomfortable. “Nothing has changed, Y/N.  Nothing has to change.  We’re still friends, I just know something new now.”

She nodded. “If you say so.”

“So, what about that meeting?  How did it go?”

“It went well.  She told me that I seemed to be a promising student… now I just have to wait.  I mean, she told me to get a passport ready, so I think the chances are-”

“A passport?  For what?”

She looked down at her lap this time. “I told you yesterday, remember?  I had a meeting about studying abroad.  I might be going to Spain.”

“Spain?”

Y/N nodded. “Yeah.  You really weren’t listening to me.”

“Well, good luck with the whole Spain thing.  I’m gonna go.” The way I said that was probably not what she needed right now. “You know, talk to Arazaylea about last night.” 

That probably made it even worse.

“Yeah, you do that.  I’ll just be here if you need anything.”

I started walking to the door. “We can talk about this later, right?”

She didn’t turn to look at me.  She shrugged her shoulders and started tracing the lines of the wood with her nails again. “I’d rather not talk about it.  If that’s okay.”

“Yeah, that’s fine.” And with that, I walked out of her apartment, leaving behind what I thought was a really strong friendship.

I know that we’re still friends.  It all just feels weird now.  I feel like we’ll never be the same.

If Wake Up, Girls! is the only Idol Anime show you liked, I don’t even know what to say to you man… If Love Live! was the only Idol Anime show you watched, I don’t even know what to say to you either man…

Scent *Part 2*

McCall Pack X Reader

Word Count: 355

Requested: Anon

Request: Par two to scent where the reader stars dating someone and the pack is confused as to why the readers got a new scent. Like maybe she’s been turned into something supernatural that the pack hasn’t encountered yet.

*Part 1*

Originally posted by inter-somniac

You and Brett had been together for few weeks, you had told the pack and they seemed to be able to live with the fact that you’d smell like Brett as well but they had a problem when you scent randomly changed completely, Brett had noticed it but he didn’t say anything to him it was a good thing, you scent got better than it was before, to the others it was like your scent was literally pushing them away. They took you to Deaton who knew exactly what was going on.

“What’s happening?” Scott asked.
“Well, you said that (Y/N) was dating another wolf?” Deaton asked and the others nodded. “This is completely normal with non-werewolf mates.”
“What?” You asked.
“Your scent has changed because you’re in the first stages of the mating process,” Deaton explained. “The scent repels over wolves and attracts your mate.”
“This smell good to Brett?” Liam asked.
“Yes.” Deaton smiled.
“Is there any way to make it stop?” Malia asked.
“Well there is but it’s all up to (Y/N) whether I do it or not,” Deaton explained.
“What is it?” You asked.
“Small injection.” He answered and you shrugged.
“That it? Sure do it.” You nodded. Deaton prepared what he needed and then got started but almost as soon as the needle was in your skin the door swung open, Scott went out to check who it was.
“(Y/N)! We could use your help!” Scott called. When you walked out you saw Brett completely wolfed out.
“Brett!” You called and he turned to you his feature softening.
“Keep talking.” Deaton encouraged.
“What are you doing here?” You asked.
“They were hurting you.” He mumbled.
“It was a small injection.” You began “just to make sure that my scent didn’t kill these guys.” You gestured the other wolves.
“Your scent wasn’t bad.” Brett frowned.
“Not to you,” Stiles informed him and Brett growled.
“How about we take a walk and I’ll tell you all about it.” You suggested quickly hoping over the small gate and leading him out of the vet practice before another fight could be started.

Requests and general question!

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One Year Masterlist

I have been on this blog for ONE ENTIRE YEAR! How exciting is that? Within this first year of running this blog, I have managed to gain 2065 followers, and made some pretty cool friends. Thank you for dealing with me and my shenanigans. I am so happy to have created a small space for people to run to when wanting to escape reality. You guys all made this possible, thank you. In return, here is a masterlist of all my favorite imagines :)

Posted 21 March 2017

Robbie Kay:

Peter Pan:

Tommy Clark:

Thomas Brodie-Sangster:

Newt:

Combinations:

  • Suitors - Part One || Newt x Reader x Pan || warnings: none
  • Suitors - Part Two || Newt x Reader x Pan || warnings: none
  • Carnivals - AU || Thomas x Myself || Robbie x Reader warnings: none
  • Doppelganger - Part One || Pan x Reader x Robbie || warnings: none
  • Doppelganger - Part Two || Pan x Reader x Robbie || warnings: none
  • Doppelganger - Part Three || Pan x Reader x Robbie || warnings: death
  • Neverland Gladers - Part One || warnings: none
  • Neverland Gladers - Part Two || warnings: none
Charles is sick par two

Warnings: curse words

Prompts: Imagine Charles being petty as hell when he is sick. When he feels hes not being given due attention he shares his migraine with the whole school. Only solution? Picking up Erik and forcing him in nurse duty 

Requested by anon

Charles is sick part two

Everyone suddenly collapses and starts  groaning and moaning about the slightest noise, everything was turning into complete chaos. Kids who were playing in the halls now lay in the halls with their hands to their heads rubbing their temples trying to sooth their migraine.

‘Fuck’ (y/n) thought to herself trying to sooth her own pain everyone in her classroom now sat there heads on the table complaining wincing at any noise. ‘Great thank you charles!’ she practically shouts in her head causing her migraine to worsen. (Y/N) only knew one another asshole who could solve this whole disaster.

“Class dismissed” (y/n) croaks out as she points to the door leaving everyone to groan.

~~~~~~

“Erik! Open I need your help.” (y/n) pounds on eriks door, holding a sexy halloween nurses outfit in one hand and a wad full of cash in the other that was currently pounding on the metal bending mutant’s door. Erik angrily opens the door causing the (y/h/c) to stumble backwards.

“What! What in Gods name could you possibly need from me!” Erik exasperated voice yells at (y/n). All he wants was just some peace in quiet without having to deal with this.

“Charles well he’s kinda gone bankers and sent his migraine to everyone who is even a hundred yards of his mansion I kinda need you to dress up as a nurse and handle him. Since your the only one with your totally awesome helmet.” (y/n) says putting emphases on the helmet part just to butter him up.

“Please Erik, I’m begging you.” She gives him her best puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, but you owe me!” Erik snatches the nurses outfit and the wad of cash out of her hands. Slams the door only to appear ten minutes late physically uncomfortable, in the outfit he was forced to wear, with the nurse outfit  riding up his ass cheeks and his bare chest visible. Muttering a string of profanities and I hate you’s Erik gets in the car and they drive off.

~~~

When they reach the house Erik puts his helmet on while (y/n) collapse from the pain. Erik quickly reaches charles room careful to avoid the pain ridden mutants with soup in his hand.

“OHHH Charles time for dinn dinn.” Erik sequels in high pitched girly voice and walks into room.

“Oh dear lord”  Charles mutters still in shock over Eriks outfit. This was definitely karma for what he has done.

I don’t know why people are saying Mon-El is gone for good or that Karamel is dead. I haven’t even watched (probably won’t), but from the crossover, I know they tried to put Karamel on the same level as Westallen. I understand in tonight’s episode, they have Superman compare Mon to Lois and (maybe thus, maybe otherwise), the ship to Clois.

No way do I think they’re just going to write off a ship they’re pushing that hard, telling the audience to put on par with two of the most iconic ships of all time.

(And no, I’m not saying that the fact they’re using two of my favorite OTPs to build up a ship that’s been around for less time than some of the things in my fridge makes me happy. But it is indicative of their intentions, I think.)

It was too warm and too loud and I’ve been so wiped out all afternoon/evening that I’ve been completely unable to summon up the energy to do the drawing I was really excited about doing, but hey. Edinburgh Pride. Been there, done that. Saw a grand total of four other people with some manner of ace flag, and no aro stuff whatsoever.

It would have been a shame to have missed it for a fourth year in a row, but eh. I think I’m just too autistic for irl pride stuff.

anonymous asked:

I haven't heard of Nefarious before today. What makes you want to recommend it? is it on par with those other two quality games?

It’s a 2D platform with a good sense of humor and good music

and Art by Gashi, which I love

it’s not quite as good as say, Shovel Knight, but it’s damn good