INFP: The Dreamwalker - Has the ability to disappear from existence and enter into the dreams of those they desire. While this Superhero is more about pleasant dreams and helping people through their dreams, they will also send warnings, and even nightmares if said person is an enemy. Can produce dream like illusions, send people into strong daydreams, and warp dreams how they see fit. Has a habit of disappearing randomly and unexpectedly.
ENFP: Quantum Wizard - Has the ability to manipulate the laws of physics however they see fit, often done in cartoon like ways such as random teleportation, walking on air before falling and then running through a wall only to end up somewhere else. Highly unpredictable, and energetic, luckily for us all the Quantum Wizard doesn’t overuse his/her abilities… or so we think. Has a habit of glomping you when you least expect it from what seems like literally nowhere.
INTP: Data Sage - Has immediate access to any data one may need in any situation in order to go about the correct path. There is no need for a computer for them to do this, which also allows them to hack into any system with just their mind. Is the one who stays in the background and directs everyone else in where they’re needed and what they need to do as they are the MBTI Superhero Types Oracle. Has a habit of still not being able to figure out their own directions even though they’re able to direct everyone else.
ENTP: Silver Tongue Viper - No one can resist their charm, and their words. With their words they can cause a person to forget or remember what they desire, as well as to do or not do anything they ask. There are few and far in between who can resist their charming silky honeyed hypnotic voice and sexual charm. Words are their weapon and their power, with which even nature must obey. Has a habit of flirting too much and ending up sometimes doing the exact thing they weren’t suppose to do.
INTJ: Shadowmaster - Literally a master of peoples shadows, and shadows in general. Can cause shadows to become physical copies of the person or thing, allowing them to control them via their shadows as long as they are within sight. Can turn into a shadow themselves and teleport as well as walk from shadow to shadow without being seen. May or may not have a habit of making people dance like marionettes.
ENTJ: Dominion - Where ever Dominion stands or walks an area of up to 200 meters is completely and utterly under their control, for that is now their temporary domain. As such the people must follow and everything must obey their will within that area, and should they choose the force they let out can cause people and buildings to collapse with a simple push. Has a habit of lazing around when no one is watching.
INFJ: Starchild - Has the ability to imbue people with the knowledge of the universe and the workings of the very stars themselves, often causing a brain meltdown once done. Is able to fly and go supernova should they choose, often very kind and helpful, but also always in another place as if they never belong… as if they themselves came from the very stars themselves. The most elusive type and the most secretive, only to act when they are absolutely needed. Has a habit of randomly dozing off.
ENFJ: Southern Wind - Has the ability to bring about warmer air and an emotional embrace. Wherever people are hurting there the Southern Wind is, comforting and healing them before moving on as the wind passes through the persons body and heals them completely. If serious he/she can use their ability to create a tornado or even hurricane should they come across such evil that requires it. Most of the time however they are the empathetic healer, who guides people towards a better path. Has a habit of playing with children and inspiring them to follow their dreams.
ISFP: Beastmaster - There is no animal that does not listen to them, and their is no animal that will not obey him/her. Nature is their domain and all the animals within are under their control. As such he/she also has the ability to talk to and understand any animal they come across through a telepathic link that is often established. As such he/she won’t be seen so much inside the city but in places of nature where they are most suited towards their task. Has the habit of placing animal sounds in some of their words.
ESFP: Hyperdrive - Due to their endless energy that challenges that of the Quantum Wizard, Hyperdrive is able to do, gather and disperse energy however they see fit within their actions, which can often cause them to do everything at faster than lightspeed, which in turn causes them to be able to go through a dimensional shift, as well as open portals as well as wormholes in space. Has a habit of not being able to remain still, whether this is from the body constantly vibrating or them constantly moving.
ISTP: Thundersmith - There is nothing that Thundersmith can’t build, and there is no weapon that they can’t wield. With the force of his/her hammers he/she can topple mountains, and build buildings from the ground up. Anything they touch can be used as a weapon as it is imbued with the powers of the earth shaking forces of thunder and lightning. Has a habit of building automatons and giant fighting robots.
ESTP: Steel Commando - Can make their body impervious to harm and even turn to steel. Further more they relish in the arms of combat and can use any firearm, explosive, or general mass destructive weapon by mere will alone. And it’s not just one or two that they have in their hand either, no any firearm they touch will immediately be linked to them allowing them to have as many firearms and explosives they can get their hands on and use all of the simultaneously. Has a habit of jumping from buildings or airplanes as a first mode of attack.
ISTJ: Enforcer - Law is their domain, not law in the sense of the laws of society, but law in general. As such they can erase or create any law they see fit, and make it come to pass in anyone they see. If they do not wish for some one to escape, the law that they create will prevent that person to escape, as their law becomes part of physical nature itself. Of course once again they must be within eye distance of all that is going on in order to execute this ability. Has a habit of playing memory and mind games with themselves and others.
ESTJ: Captain Force - There is nothing they cannot force themselves into or command upon setting foot in a place that requires such or that they simply dictate requires such. Everything moves in the path they desire, when they desire, and how they desire. This includes systems, people, and things in general. Their overpowering presence may also cause others around them to faint. Has the habit of placing everything into neat organizational order when their ability is used.
ISFJ: Harmonious Sparrow - Besides the power of flight, Harmonious Sparrow is able to gently bring all into order and harmony. Where ever there is chaos, and general conflict, their powers of peace and order will bring everything into quiet settlement. When needed they also utilize their unique martial arts skills that gracefully place their opponents in the ground before they even realize what has happened. Has a habit of always bringing herbal tea with them.
ESFJ: The Sentry - Nothing will be able to get past that which they guard or watch, as they are the caretakers of all those in need. They have the ability to not only see all that is coming from far distances, but to also dish out as much punishment as they are given. They will stand in front of all the people they care for and if the enemy wants to get to those people, they first have to get through them. As long as they have people to look after, guard, and take care of, nothing can harm them as instead all of that harm returns in equal force towards the person giving it. Has a habit of hugging and cuddling everyone they’re close to.
The phenomenal true story of the black female mathematicians at NASA
whose calculations helped fuel some of America’s greatest achievements
in space. Soon to be a major motion picture starring Taraji P. Henson,
Octavia Spencer, Janelle Monae, Kirsten Dunst, and Kevin Costner.
What is the nature of space and time? How do we fit within the universe?
How does the universe fit within us? There’s no better guide through
these mind-expanding questions than acclaimed astrophysicist and
best-selling author Neil deGrasse Tyson.
A landmark volume in science writing by one of the great minds of our
time, Stephen Hawking’s book explores such profound questions as: How
did the universe begin—and what made its start possible? Does time
always flow forward? Is the universe unending—or are there boundaries?
Are there other dimensions in space? What will happen when it all ends?
Told in language we all can understand, A Brief History of Time plunges
into the exotic realms of black holes and quarks, of antimatter and
“arrows of time,” of the big bang and a bigger God—where the
possibilities are wondrous and unexpected. With exciting images and
profound imagination, Stephen Hawking brings us closer to the ultimate
secrets at the very heart of creation.
I was scrolling through @obianidalasuggestion‘s blog, and this prompt about Anakin being a blanket thief was the cutest thing I’ve read this week (and possibly this year), so naturally I had to write for it. Mods running the blog, I hope this is okay, since I’ve given credit? I’ll take it down straightaway if it isn’t, for whatever reason!
When Padmé slides the door open to her apartment, she is greeted by the sight of Anakin and Obi-Wan tucked against each other on the couch, apparently sound asleep.
They have both barricaded themselves tightly into one corner, never mind that the piece of furniture in question was not designed for more than three people, and would certainly, by all laws of physics, be unable to fit two grown men in the corner.
That is not even counting the mound of blankets on the other end; there are currently at least twice as many blankets as people in the room, Padmé notices with a somewhat exasperated sigh. Anakin is currently clutching three woollen ones to his chest despite the fact that it is now spring and even Padmé has foregone her usual velvet robes for Naboo silk. Obi-Wan, who is nearest to the open window, is still wearing a cloak, although the fastenings have come loose, draping most of the bottom part across the floor.
She moves to pick it up and adjust it more comfortably around her lover, but is stopped by a small stirring of movement from Anakin. He isn’t quite awake enough to notice her presence yet, although one eye squints blearily at his surroundings before closing again. Padmé watches in fascination as he instead paws at Obi-Wan’s cloak, succeeding in pulling it to himself, as if he didn’t already have enough blankets.
Half an hour later, Obi-Wan wakes up complaining about the kriffing temperature control before realizing he’s not in the Temple, and that his outer robe is now thrown onto Anakin’s face. Padmé, watching from the other side of the room where she is working on a datapad, grins, expecting a blackmail-worthy blowout from this.
Instead, Obi-Wan only tugs his cloak off Anakin, and with a sigh, tosses it over the back of the sofa, safely out of his lover’s reach. He seems to sense Padmé’s amused annoyance and smiles in apology, folding the robe and levitating it into its proper place in the bedroom.
“Inappropriate usage of the Force, Master Jedi,” Padmé comments, turning off her datapad in favor of walking over to him. “You’re letting him get away with that?”
Obi-Wan snorts ungracefully and wraps an arm around her waist. His lips are warm against the side of her head. “He used to levitate all of my extra blankets into his room when he was younger. It’s no use stopping him, Anakin is a public menace when he’s cold.”
Padmé resists the urge to roll her eyes, because of course Anakin would do that, and resolves to give him a serious talk later about what would happen if he tried that with her.
It turns out that later never comes, because by the time Padmé thinks to check on Anakin again, he has not only somehow covered himself again with Obi-Wan’s robe, but has also stolen at least one more blanket and two of Padmé’s embroidered quilts.
Padmé find the sight a lot more adorable than she should and merely settles for taking a holopic for further evidence, unable to bring herself to wake him.
Magnusson has always had everything she ever wanted in life, except
for one thing. The boyish charm of her brother’s childhood friend had
wrecked her poor heart and ruined her for any other guy – you can
trust her, she has tried. She could see the way he looked at
her, though she knew there were rules about not hitting on your best
friend’s little sister. Luckily for her, there were no restrictions
when it was the other way around.
relationship with Mara had always been a complex one. No matter how
hard he tried to convince himself that it would be better to simply
consider her as his own little sister, he couldn’t erase what
attraction he felt toward his best friend’s little sister. She was
one year younger than them, but it’s true what they say: girls mature
quicker than boys.
He kept his
distance when he could and played it off as the big brother kind of
concern when he couldn’t stay away from her. When her first boyfriend
broke up with her and she came home crying to Chris and William
playing video game. When she drank too much at a party and started
getting touchy with strangers. Or when she was going out to a party
and her dress was so short both he and William let out a sharp
comment and told her to get changed – as if it was any of their
business in the first place. The thing is, Chris’ concern was
justified most of the time, but the most significant difference
between William’s brotherly worry and Chris’ unease upon seeing Mara
dress like she was going on a man-hunt was the motivation behind it.
Sergei Polunin, “Take Me to Church” by Hozier, Directed by David LaChapelle
So I’m sure everyone will have at least heard about this video even if they haven’t seen it, but after I got over the initial awe of how gorgeous this whole video is (and watched it another 5 times), all I could think was:
I will literally fight anyone that tries to tell me this isn’t ballet dancer!Grantaire personified.
And I don’t only mean because he looks like him or that the composition is amazing and he moves beautifully (I’m 80% pretty sure some of those jumps defied the laws of physics) so it already fits in with R as a dancer, but the guy himself is practically like a fic come to life!
Sergei Polunin is often referred to as the “bad boy” of ballet - and not just because of the tattoos. He became the Royal Ballet’s youngest ever principal at just 19 years old then QUIT three years later because he felt it was stifling him creatively. He was known for often missing lessons and partying, and many thought his career was over after he left, but instead he continues to flourish and has been in tonnes of productions. (Seriously, this guy is super interesting - please google him.)
So, to summarise: This guy is literally a Ukranian, dancer-version of Grantaire and this video is perfection, have a nice day.
Okay, he doesn’t miss Steve getting constantly sick, the asthma, the bad ear, the nights where he occasionally would reach out to gently wrap his fingers around Steve’s thin, delicate wrist, listening to that occasionally trippy pulse, making sure that his heart still beat.
So no, Bucky doesn’t miss that.
What he does miss is the way Steve fit perfectly under his chin, how he got to nuzzle soft floppy hair, maybe sneak in a kiss if nobody was watching and he was quick about it. He occasionally teased Steve for making those cute indignant squeaky noises whenever Bucky did that.
Then again, Steve still did cute indignant squeaky noises. Bucky knew just how he could go about getting his Captain (always his Captain) to make them too.
Fine. He was going to have to admit it to himself, though he’s damned if he’ll ever admit it to anyone else.
He missed being able to carry around his cute, pocket-sized, tiny punk.
Steve was so going to kill him for it if he ever found out.
So maybe, just maybe, the first time Bucky ever actually giggled (yes, the Winter Soldier was capable of giggling, given the right provocation) was when Natasha handed him one of those ridiculous Funko Pop toys, only this one happened to be a version of his six-foot-two, eyes of blue, adorkably heroic Captain.
“Don’t thank me,” Natasha said archly. “They can hear you moping in Siberia. Steve will be back soon, just remember that.”
Instead of flipping her one, Bucky just kissed her on both cheeks. Funko Pop Steve went into his hoodie pocket, which, also contained one of his favorite knives and maybe a garotte, as well as chewing gum and probably a couple of other useful things that, per the laws of physics, shouldn’t fit in a hoodie pocket anymore, but did.
One of these days, Bucky and Natasha will explain the concept of PocketSpace™ but you’ll have to get them with the really good Russian vodka first.
It was Maria who got Steve the Funko Pop Bucky. According to Maria, Steve being mopey was a national tragedy. So Steve carried Funko Pop Bucky around in his pockets. Steve knew about PocketSpace™ too.
Funko Bucky and Funko Steve live happily together on the dresser, if their real life counterparts are home together. Severe consequences will be in order if somebody puts the toys in obscene positions - that means you, Tony and Clint!
i like to think that instead of physics, adrien grows up to study photography
like maybe one day during a photoshoot break he spots the photographer taking pictures of everyday things like a water bottle, flowers, a person, car keys, etc. but they come out looking like they should be put in a museum and he gets so intrigued by it that he buys a camera and takes pictures of anything he feels worth taking a picture of. and then he starts asking his photographer for tips and what they think of the pics and he just really enjoys being behind the camera instead of in front of it.
i think that gabriel wouldn’t necessary oppose to it since:
adrien could still run his company since photographers are a major need in the fashion industry
it doesn’t really inconvenience adrien’s schedules
genuinely makes him happy (like c’mon the dude might not show affection but he cares for his son, he let him go to public school even though he opposed to the idea. he’s strict and cold, but not necessarily a cold hearted dickhead)
plus imagine all the precious opportunities:
adrien taking pictures of his friends
adrien unconsciously taking pics of mari and realizing he likes her bc “why am i taking so many pic of her? am i a stalker?” “maybe you’re in love with her” “…what do you mean love”
takes pics of himself as chat noir + ladybug in action so that alya can post them in the ladyblog aka he pulls a peter parker
he could help nino become popular by taking pics for posters
mari and adrien in the same class building in uni
adrien and nino’s apartment filled with random pictures of them in awkward situations and each one has a story behind it
adrien and nino never really explaining them bc they’re like personal inside jokes
chat noir taking pictures of ladybug while she’s not looking
adrien finding out mari is ladybug by accident because he was messing with some pictures in photoshop and“haha wouldn’t it be funny if i edited pics of everyone in ladybug’s outfit?” “lmao what if i did mari? haha that would be hilarious” “.. wait a minute” “…. oh”
fast forward some years, mari and adrien are dating, adrien wants to propose, he does so by printing out pictures of himself holding posters that say really heartfelt things and in the last one its just a poster that says turn around and he’s kneeling down with a ring on his hand and he asks the question and yeah you get the idea
idk i just really like the idea of future photographer adrien agreste
I agree with you about Islam, but how can you be both an atheist and agnostic?
I’ve always had it explained that agnostic is part of atheism. Since we can’t disprove the existence of a god or an afterlife, I don’t rule it out entirely.
One can look at it like most theories in physics. If a system fits with our known perceptions, we use it, but we never accept it entirely because, as we’ve repeatedly seen, circumstances can exist or be revealed that go against what we know.
“Before you start spreading weird rumors or anything, I am not an otaku.”
Rider gashats and anime figurines are tumbling from his pockets as he speaks. They don’t seem to stop. This has to be defying the law of physics. How did you fit so much stuff in there. Is this why you wear such baggy clothes, Murakami???