history of the entire world, I guess starters (pt 1)
  • ❛  You’re on a rock floating in space.  ❜
  • ❛  Pretty cool, huh ?  ❜
  • ❛  Some of it’s water. fuck it, actually, most of it’s water.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t even get from here to there without buying a boat.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s sad. I’m sad. I miss you.  ❜
  • ❛  How did this happen ?  ❜
  • ❛  A long time ago - actually, never. and also now.  ❜
  • ❛  Nothing is no where.  ❜
  • ❛  Makes sense, right ?  ❜
  • ❛  Like I said, it didn’t happen.  ❜
  • ❛  Nothing was never anywhere, that’s why it’s been everywhere.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s been so everywhere you don’t even need a where. You don’t even need a when.  ❜
  • ❛  That’s how ‘every’ it gets.  ❜
  • ❛  Forget this.  ❜
  • ❛  I wanna be something, go somewhere, do something.  ❜
  • ❛  I want things to change !  ❜
  • ❛  I want to invent time and space.  ❜
  • ❛  I know it’s possible because everything is here.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s probably already happened.  ❜
  • ❛  I just don’t know when to start.  ❜
  • ❛  And that’s exactly where it started.  ❜
  • ❛  Woah, I paused it.  ❜
  • ❛  I think there’s a universe now.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s it made of ?  ❜
  • ❛  Ah, that’s a thing. In a place.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t like it ? Try a new place at a different time.  ❜
  • ❛  Some of them even doubled up.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s a star !  ❜
  • ❛  New shit just got made.  ❜
  • ❛  Some stars burn out and die, bigger stars burn out and die with PASSION !  ❜
  • ❛  Holy shit we just got hit with another ball of flaming rocks.  ❜
  • ❛  It kinda made a mess.  ❜
  • ❛  Weather update: it’s raining rocks from outer space.  ❜
  • ❛  Now there’s hot steam in the sky.  ❜
  • ❛  Weather update: cooler temperatures today and the floor is no longer lava.  ❜
  • ❛  Weather update: it’s raining.  ❜
  • ❛  Severe flooding alert ! the entire world is now an ocean.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s life in the ocean.  ❜
  • ❛  Something’s alive in the ocean !  ❜
  • ❛  oh, cool, like a plant or an animal ?  ❜
  • ❛  It lives at the bottom of the ocean and eats chemical soup.  ❜
  • ❛  Oh, yeah, and it can do that.  ❜
  • ❛  It has secret instructions inside itself telling itself how to build another one of itself.  ❜
  • ❛  Tired of living at the bottom of the ocean ?  ❜
  • ❛  Now you can eat sunlight !  ❜
  • ❛  Using a revolutionary technique you can convert sunlight into food.  ❜
  • ❛  Taste the Sun !  ❜
  • ❛  Side affect: now there’s oxygen everywhere and the sky’s blue.  ❜
  • ❛  Wow that’s animals and stuff.  ❜
  • ❛  Hey can we go on land ?  ❜
  • ❛  The sun is a deadly lazer.  ❜
  • ❛  Nope ! Can’t walk yet.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s no food yet so I don’t care.  ❜
  • ❛  Learn to use an egg.  ❜
  • ❛  I was already doing that.  ❜
  • ❛  And now everything’s huge.  ❜
  • ❛  oh fuck, now everything’s dead.  ❜
  • ❛  Here are the survivors. Keep your eyes on this one.  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, it broke apart, don’t worry about it. It does that all the time.  ❜
  • ❛  and the dinosaurs are gone.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s mammal time, here come the mammals !  ❜
  • ❛  Look at those breasts !  ❜
  • ❛  Now they’re gonna dominate the world.  ❜
  • ❛  One of them just learned how to grab stuff.  ❜
  • ❛  That’s a human person !  ❜
  • ❛  And now they’re everywhere.  ❜
  • ❛  Well I guess we’re stuck here now.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s review: there’s people on the planet and they’re chasing their food.  ❜
  • ❛  Fuck it. Time to plant some grass.  ❜
  • ❛  Look at this. I control the food now.  ❜
  • ❛  Now everyone will want to be my friend and live near me.  ❜
  • ❛  This is great ! I wonder if anyone else is doing this ?  ❜
  • ❛  Tired of using rocks for everything ? Use metal !  ❜
  • ❛  It’s underground.  ❜
  • ❛  Better farming was just invented in a sweet, dank valley right in between these two rivers.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess what happens next !  ❜
  • ❛  Coming soon to a dank river valley near you !  ❜
  • ❛  Meanwhile out in the middle of nowhere the horse is probably being tamed.  ❜
  • ❛  Why is all my metal so lame and lumpy ?  ❜
  • ❛  Tired of using lame, sad metal ?  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t know, my dealer won’t tell me where he gets it.  ❜
  • ❛  Meanwhile, out in the middle of no where they figured out how to put wheels on a horse.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we’re getting somewhere.  ❜
  • ❛  You could make a religion out of this.  ❜
  • ❛  And they believe in god.  ❜
  • ❛  He’s got, like, a ten step program.  ❜
  • ❛  Wow, that’s big.  ❜
  • ❛  Ah, the Buddha was just enlightened.  ❜
  • ❛  This guy who sat under a tree for so long he figured out how to ignore the fact that we’re all dying.  ❜
  • ❛  He was great, and now he’s dead.  ❜
  • ❛  Get the hell out of here.  ❜
  • ❛  Will you get the hell out of here if I give you five hundred elephants ?  ❜
  • ❛  And they’ve got spices !  ❜
  • ❛  Fuck you, obey the law.  ❜
  • ❛  Then it broke again.  ❜
  • ❛  Hell yeah ! Now we got business.  ❜
  • ❛  Is loving Jesus legal yet ?  ❜
  • ❛  No … actually, ok, sure.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t worry about Rome, it won’t fall.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s a barbarian ?  ❜
  • ❛  Here’s a huge city, population: everyone.  ❜
  • ❛  Your gods are all fake.  ❜
  • ❛  Everyone got so mad at him that he had to leave town and go to a different town.  ❜
  • ❛  The Roman Empire is long gone but somehow the Pope is still the Pope.  ❜
  • ❛  Someone owns that now.  ❜

I once saw a high school teacher lead a simple, powerful exercise to teach his class about privilege and social mobility. He started by giving each student a scrap piece of paper and asked them to crumple it up.

Then he moved the recycling bin to the front of the room.

He said, “The game is simple — you all represent the country’s population. And everyone in the country has a chance to become wealthy and move into the upper class.”

“To move into the upper class, all you must do is throw your wadded-up paper into the bin while sitting in your seat.”

The students in the back of the room immediately piped up, “This is unfair!” They could see the rows of students in front of them had a much better chance.

Everyone took their shots, and — as expected — most of the students in the front made it (but not all) and only a few students in the back of the room made it.

He concluded by saying, “The closer you were to the recycling bin, the better your odds. This is what privilege looks like. Did you notice how the only ones who complained about fairness were in the back of the room?”

“By contrast, people in the front of the room were less likely to be aware of the privilege they were born into. All they can see is 10 feet between them and their goal.”

“Your job — as students who are receiving an education — is to be aware of your privilege. And use this particular privilege called "education” to do your best to achieve great things, all the while advocating for those in the rows behind you.“

Kalopsia (M)

» the belief that things appear more beautiful than they are.

Summary: Jungkook’s a photographer who has a knack for finding the beauty in the simple things.
Word Count: 10,623
Genre: Photographer!Jungkook + angst/smut/fluff 
Warnings: Mentions of death 
A/N: Based on this song. This is incredibly long, and I’m sorry.

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evergloriousoverlord  asked:

So, about medieval warfare and magic. You said you had a lot to say about integrating magic to a medieval worlds and militaries.

Yes, I do. It’s one of the more irritating things I see in traditional high fantasy.  The people of the world don’t take into account the magic that exists in their world. If magic can be learned, it will become a part of the power structure of the world, finding uses in everything from war to statecraft to even the smallest aspects of life. When medieval armies act in the same fashion as their historical counterparts, without incorporating the differences, it’s a huge red flag that the worldbuilding was not done to my satisfaction, and, even if I elect to continue reading, I’m going to spend all my time picking out the logical errors and complaining rather than enjoying the novel.

So, with that being said, how can a writer include magic into their world in a wholly organic fashion? This requires thinking long and hard about what magic is in your universe, how it works (and how it doesn’t), what it can do, and how common it is. I’ll preface this by saying that these are simply my opinions and things I find appealing in a good setting. You may not like them, and you may even think the things I’m complaining about are things that you enjoy. That’s fine.

Anyway, let’s go examine what we need to do, and provide some examples, so your worlds can be as seamless as possible.

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Originally posted by dazzlingkai

~ EXO!Gangsters/Mafia

~ Kai x (she)reader

~ Inspired by the Lotto mv

~ Idk really know what this is, it’s been in my drafts for agessss so I decided to finish it. Hope you enjoy xx

The place was buzzing with activity. Humongous golden chandeliers descended from the high ceiling, men dressed in nior suits throwing plastic chips towards the centre of their circular tables, women sporting fabulous gowns holding carbonated drinks while chatting to each other. This is the first time she had ever been to a casino. “Hopefully the last as well…” She thought.

She was waiting for a friend who said they would be here at nine. She glanced at her watch, 10:38 it read. She huffed out in annoyance. This wasn’t the first time she’s been stood up or forgotten about.

She quickly gathered her belongings from the chair beside her and made her way to the bar. A ray of different liquors and spirits were displayed in front of her.

“What do you want sweetie?” The bar man asked, while cleaning a wine glass.

“Surprise me.” She said. It’s a Saturday night and she came out to have fun, she’ll just have to do it alone. The bar man smirked; turned to the range of beverages behind him and started his work. She perched herself on to the bar stool and looked at her surroundings.

The club was placed at the edge of town, when her friend gave her the address, she had never heard of it before, despite living here for what feels like years. Due to her lack of knowledge she didn’t expect to see the room heaving with population. Everyone was minding their own business, expect one person…

She felt his eyes on her for however long she had been there. He was located at the centre of the room on a raised platform, sat around a poker table with eight other men. Their eyes were all focused onto the cards, his wasn’t. He slowly stood up from his seat and made his way down the steps towards his interest.

As he passed through the crowd they parted into two to let him through. It was like something out of a movie, everyone turned their gaze away from him, but she couldn’t move. The way he approached her was mesmerising, his eyes and her own were transfixed on one another. His tight black bespoke suit hugging his figure and showing off every feature in his strut. His chocolate brown hair swooped up revealing a picture-perfect face. Cat like eyes, pouty kissable lips, glowing golden skin. Her breath was getting shorter by each step. 3…2…1…

“Hello,” He spoke in a soft tone, she could hardly hear him due to the loud jazz music in the background, but all her focus was on him… and only him.

“Hey,” She whispered. He licked his lips.

“I couldn’t help but notice you,” he looked down at his feet shyly “you’ve been alone all night, I thought you would need some company.”

She didn’t know how to respond, she was so fixated by his beauty. He chuckled at her lack of response.

He gently stepped forward so he was placed between her legs, he brushed a strand of hair falling loosely down her face, that she didn’t even know was there, and tucked it behind her ear. She knew this was weird to feel like way about someone she had just met, a complete stranger was towered before her but she didn’t care.

He brought his lips close to her ear, she could feel his breath against them.

“Come with me baby.” He whispered, his hands placed onto her hips.

“I don’t know who you are.”

He lifted his head so he was opposite her face, he looked deeply into her eyes.
“A girl like you shouldn’t be alone in a place like this,” he motioned to the surroundings “It’s dangerous around here, the people are dangerous.”

A puzzled look appeared on her face, “Dangerous?”

He smiled sweetly and let out a small snicker. “You’ve got a lot to learn.”

More confusion followed. Yes, she know didn’t that this placed existed but dangerous?? Her town was peaceful and quaint, danger wasn’t apparent in these areas… or so she thought…

“I can protect you.” He offered his hand for her to hold, an invitation… with no way out.

In this moment, she felt her entire life rush over her, this gorgeous man whom she had never seen before is standing before her, her friends, her family, her past… her future.

Something came over her, it was an automatic impulse. She took his hand. He leant forward a softly kissed her forehead, nose, and cheek.

“Good girl.”

“I’m Kim Jongin,” He said with a smile “and this is my world.”

              “history of the entire world, i guess” Starters

this is based on this video, i’m sure this might have been done but i wanted to jump on it to be honest! 

  • “hi, you’re on a rock floating in space. pretty cool, huh?”
  • “i can’t even get from here to there without buying a boat.”
  • “it’s sad. i’m sad. i miss you.”
  • “nothing is nowhere. when? never.”
  • “like i said, it didn’t happen.”
  • “nothing was ever anywhere, that’s why it’s been everywhere.”
  • “forget this, i wanna be something, go somewhere, do something.”
  • “i want to invent time and space.”
  • “i think there’s a universe now. what’s it made of?”
  • “ah that’s a thing, in a place. don’t like it? try a new place.”
  • “try to stick together, because the world’s going to get bigger. and emptier.”
  • “congratulations! the world is now a bunch of gas in space.”
  • “holy shit we just got hit with another ball of flaming rocks.”
  • “weather update. it’s raining.”
  • “something’s alive in the ocean.”
  • “now you can eat sunlight!”
  • “taste the sun!!”
  • “hey can we go on land?”
  • “the sun is a deadly laser”
  • “and there’s no food yet so i don’t care”
  • “learn to use an egg.”
  • “works for me”
  • “aaaaand now everything’s huge”
  • “wanna see a map of the land.”
  • “aw, fuck, now everything’s dead.”
  • “it’s mammal time.”
  • “look at those breasts.”
  • “what? you can walk over here? cool.”
  • “well i guess we’re stuck here now.”
  • “look at this, i control the food now!”
  • “coming soon to a dank river valley near you.”
  • “why is all my metal so sad and lumpy?”
  • “you could make a religion out of this.”
  • “it’s a great idea, he was great. and now he’s dead.”
  • “hell yeah! now we got business!”
  • “oh and here’s a huge city. population, everyone.”
  • “but at least the italians got some sweet trade deals.”
  • “i always wondered how to build a town in a cliff.”
  • “wow, that guy’s rich.”
  • “that’s bullshit, this whole thing is bullshit, that’s a scam, fuck the church.”
  • “here’s 95 reasons why.”
  • “you could make a reli- no don’t”
  • “well blame something on them and go to war.”
  • “now we’re in business.”
  • “look at those guns.”
  • “it’s gonna be a great war. so great we won’t need a second one.”
  • “hello? yes, it’s the 1920′s calling.”
  • “wow that worked?”
  • “fight! wait no that would be the end of the world.”
  • “suprise! flying robots, with bombs.”
  • “wanna print a brain?”
  • “by the way, where the hell are we?”
States/Parts of the US as quotes from “history of the entire world, i guess”

Alaska, Northern US: “And then the Earth might have been a snowball for a while. Maybe even a couple of times”

Texas: “wow that’s. big” 

Pacific Northwest: “weather update: it’s raining.” 

Hawaii: “volcano alert. ~that’s land!~”

Southwest (Arizona, Nevada, New Mexico…): “~the sun is a deadly lazer~” 

 Deep South: “aaaand now everything’s huge. Including bugs.”

 Midwest: “fuck it. Time to plant some grass”

 New York, California: “oh yeah and here’s a huge city, population: everyone”

 Utah: “wanna get enlightened in the middle of nowhere?”

Is This What You Wanted Part 5

Pairings: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption 

Word Count: 728

Request: Tony stark x reader? One where they’ve been dating for a while but he gets stand offish putting his walls up so she confronts him.. he tells her he’s afraid to love again because he doesn’t want his heart broken cause of everything he’s been through. She promises she’s not going anywhere and she asks him to marry her.

Summary: Tony all of a sudden starts distancing himself from you and your relationship, leaving you to wonder what it is you did.

A/N: Done, the last part to this little saga !!Thanks so much for the request Sweetheart, I hope this is what you wanted because I had a real blast writing this story !! xx


Six months later…

Tony’s birthday party was in full swing, the tower seemingly filled with the entire population of New York, everyone drinking, dancing and having a good time. I was sitting at the bar, swirling around the vodka lemonade in my glass while repeatedly checking the time on my phone. To say I was nervous would have been an understatement, I’d never felt more truly terrified than I did right now.

“How you holding up?” Tash asked as she took a seat on the stool besides me. “It’s almost time.”
“I don’t think I can do this,” I stammered out, downing the rest of my drink in two large mouthfuls. “What if he says no?”
“He isn’t going to say no, just take a deep breath and stop over thinking about this.”
“You’re right, I need to just get it over with.”

Standing up I smoothed out my dress, giving Natasha and expectant look.
“Maybe try a smile?” She chuckled, standing up to give me a quick hug. “Go get him tiger.”
I took a deep breath, forcing a smile onto my face as I turned to look for Tony through the throng of people grinding up against one another on the dance floor. He wasn’t hard to spot, he liked being the center of attention, especially at his own party.

Ignoring the way my stomach rolled uncomfortably I walked towards him, trying desperately to keep my expression in check as my heart thudded rapidly inside my chest. This was easily the scariest thing I had ever done in my entire life and there was a part of me that wanted to just forget the whole thing, maybe leave the party and hide under my duvet; but the other part wanted this.

As I got closer Clint tapped Tony on the shoulder, pointing over at me while saying something that I couldn’t quite hear. My expression must not have been as neutral as I hoped because Tony looked up straight away, a frown replacing the wide grin he’d been wearing just before. Handing off his scotch glass to Bruce he moved towards me, cupping my cheeks with his hands.
“Everything alright?” He asked, leaning forward so I had a better chance at hearing him.
“Yeah…yes, everything is fine,” I replied. “Can we talk somewhere quieter maybe?”

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Star Wars summarized by "history of the entire world, i guess"
  • Phantom Menace: something's alive in the ocean
  • *sees Anakin* that's a human person!
  • *sees Coruscant* oh, and here's a huge city, population = everyone.
  • guess what happens next?
  • business, money, writing, laws, power,
  • Society
  • Attack of the Clones: let's divide up the lands so we're both happy. SIKE! they both get angrier!
  • The Clone Wars: crusade!
  • Revenge of the Sith: volcano alert.
  • the Sith just invaded most of the universe. nice going, Sheev! i bet that will last a long time.
  • oh, fuck, now everything's dead.
  • just kidding, here are the survivors. *shows Luke, Leia, Obi-Wan, Yoda, Vader, Palpatine* keep your eye on this one *Luke*, because it's about to become
  • *A JEDI*
  • Rebels: *Lothal* is starting to like the idea of a revolution, especially the slaves, who free themselves by killing their masters. "why didn't we think of this before?"
  • Rogue One: *shows Jyn* Space Dust
  • *shows Death Star* Even crazier space dust
  • *Jedha and Scarif's last thoughts* the sun is a deadly laser
  • "hi, everything's great," said some girl *Jyn* who seems to be getting very popular and is then arrested and killed for being too popular, which actually makes her more popular.
  • A New Hope: *Alderaan is destroyed* whoops half of Europe just died
  • Empire Strikes Back: ice age!
  • Want to get enlightened in the middle of nowhere?
  • oops, the rebellion just broke. but while it was breaking, Luke was figuring out how to have good morals.
  • you could make a religion out of this.
  • Return of the Jedi: FIGHT!!
  • *Luke defeats Vader*
  • *Luke throws away his lightsaber*
  • The Force Awakens: "that's bullshit. this whole thing is bullshit. that's a scam. fuck the church. here's 95 reasons why," said *Kylo Ren, in his new massacre which might have accidentally started the second galactic civil war.*
  • In general:
  • Jedi: have good morals
  • Rebels: go with the flow
  • Imperials/Dark Siders: fuck you, obey the law
Age populations

Hi everyone! Out of curiousity I’d like to know what age groups all of you fall under. (This is similar to the geographical locations post I made)

If you are under 18, can you please like this post.

If you’re older than 18, but younger than 25 can you please reblog this post.

If you’re older than 25, please private message me

Or you can just simply reply to this post stating your age :) 

Thanks everyone xx

My Concepts for my Modern Olympian sets explained (part 1)


This is just my explanations for all my Modern Olympian Greek God aesthetics series. The concepts I had in mind while making it, and the story behind each one. If you haven’t seen it, the link is HERE

This is part one, there are too many to put all on one post, and I keep making more. So here are the first six concepts.


Cronus, Zeus’ father, used to be a corporate monster. In fact, he was greedy, and terrible, and wouldn’t even let his sons inherit the business. Zeus inherited nothing from him, essentially building himself from ground zero. He overthrew his father, becoming even more powerful and appraised by the nation. Zeus is now a powerhouse of a businessman, now grown to political power. He’s fair to the people, as well as making making more jobs and saving money for the middle class. He’s no saint though, he likes to spend tax payer’s money on things for himself and his family. Not to mention he’s a known playboy, and has openly slept with other women that have not been his wife. And has many bastards, some he knows about, and others he doesn’t. Opinions of Zeus among the citizens are conflicted; while many still support him, and others believe he is only a tamer version of his father.


Hera is a woman that you do not want to cross or upset. She’s a strong and independent woman who is married to someone that takes her for granted, or so some people say. Though Hera does not need Zeus’ money to be stable; she is the Editor and Chief of a bridal magazine, as well as owns her own bridal chain store that have many locations all over the nation. When you meet Hera, you know she can get any man she wants; she’s a gorgeous woman who demands your respect. However, unlike her husband, she values marriage above all things and endures Zeus’ scandals with grace… and a little bit of revenge. Hera is a strong maternal figure with her kids, putting them above everyone else, and would do anything to protect them and steer them in the right direction so they can become their best. However, as their kids could attest, but never out loud, they are more afraid of mommy than they are of daddy.


Poseidon has power on a different level. He has various hobbies, including surfing and building cars, but he does not lead a chill lifestyle. He conquers the urban beach cities with his MC (Motorcycle Club or rather Motorcycle Gang). He is a rather likeable man, but like the ocean he lives next to, Poseidon can be as unpredictable as he is deadly. Insult him, and you’ll be sleeping with the fishes. Literally. Poseidon has a colourful set of skin, littered with various oceanic tattoos, as well as slightly tanned from living on the beach. As the MC leader, he has branches all over the nation, all of which run garages and other establishments that he all owns. He makes quite a bit of cash for someone who looks like a beach bum. Like his brother, he has a young and beautiful wife, but has one too many concubines and bastard children spread around in the nation. Though his true love is his 67 Blue Mustang.


Living a simpler life than the others, Demeter took after her grandmother in way of life. She lives on a farm with acres of barley, and tends to everything mostly by herself. She also has an apple orchard, and during the fall, she grows pumpkins. Demeter loves to garden and getting her hands dirty; feeling her fingers push into the soil and feel the roots reminds her a lot of embracing her grandmother. It was mostly the smell of the earth. She had once lived with her darling daughter, Persephone, and life was so much brighter than. She would chase her little flower through the fields and together they would braid their hair and make crowns with wild flowers. They would play with the piglets in the mud and nurse then after a long day of playing. Though now her daughter is all grown up, she has her own life. And while Demeter does not approve of Persephone’s husband, she is content enough that she found someone she loves. Only now without her in the house, every season feels like winter. It’s only when she visits her that she feels as warm as spring.


A man that people seldom talk about in a conversation. Hades is a mob boss who has businesses in the underground of the nation. A filthy rich man who a lot of people owe money to. His debt collector? Charon. Everyone has to pay the ferryman eventually, and if they try to run, Hades has an arsenal of gangsters to find them. His prize hitman, Thanatos, and of course, his three faithful dobermans who are all too willing to rip a man’s throat if given the command. Despite being someone that many fear, Hades is a complex individual. On his exterior he comes off as foreboding, ominous and terrifying. Though who he is, is truly different. Hades is a romantic, and he is the most faithful out of his brothers. He would be too, because falling in love with Persephone was unexpected. She is so much younger than him, so full of life that he is drawn to her like a moth to a flame. In Persephone, he sees what he lacks, and is devoted to his queen, because her love balances his life, which has always been full of death.


Hestia, like her sister Demeter, lives a modest life as well. Hestia is incapable of having children, but her heart is always in her home and with family. She holds many jobs, all of which she loves, because it allows her to be closer to people. As a kindergarten teacher, she is able to be with children, since she cannot have them herself. She even calls them “her kids”, since every year she grows to love each young heart that she has the honour of teaching and knowing. Hestia is also a realtor, which is one of her passions. To find the perfect home for a family brings her much joy. She also loves to home decorate, and provide DIY decorations for people on her etsy. Hestia lives in a peaceful suburban town with a low population, where everyone knows everyone. The winters are strong and long, but with a burning fireplace, and a hot cup of cocoa with marshmallows, Hestia never feels cold in her beautiful forest home. Her walls are covered with pictures of her sisters and brothers, and her nieces and nephews, and friends she had made over the year, as well as school photos with her kids at work. 

I’ll post part two in a couple of days! (Next six is Dionysus, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hermes, and Ares)

Out of the Blue

Summary: A series of random events turns out to be not so random. 
Pairing: Dean x Nicole (Me) 
Word Count: 2905
Warnings: Medical setting, gunshot wound. 
Challenge: Ana’s “Shit My Patients Say” Challenge. Prompt: “Oh, that’s been there for years. Just don’t touch it and it’ll be fine.” @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms

Thanks to Andi, Angelina, and Taylor for encouraging me with this! It took a path at the end I wasn’t expecting, but if you want to see more, let me know! 

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Persona 5 as antifascist political allegory

Tremendous Persona 5 end-game spoilers follow. Like, all kinds of spoilers for everything.

Friends, Persona 5 has some politics. I wrote a bunch of words about them for another site! But I thought I’d edit that post up a bit and post it here, too, because I suspect many others will find it extremely relevant. The long and short of it is, the entire last third or so of the game is essentially a leftist political allegory for the rise of fascism in Japan (and even abroad), and a call to action for us to rise against it. I’ll hide the Big Stuff past break.

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anonymous asked:

Imagine a college!au where taekook are suspiciously close bffs and one day jungkook buys taehyung a giant teddybear for his birthday & taehyung loves it so much he needs to give jungkook an even better thank you gift, then its the two of them trying to outgift each other, organizing grandiose schemes to surprise each other while being completely oblivious as to how romantic it is (it's not technically serenading i have a boombox) (jimin what do you mean i can't stuff his locker with rose petals)

/I’m flailing anon how could you/ /whips out the head canons/

“Park Jimin, help me lug these boxes of Hershey’s Kisses to Kookie’s dorm.”

Jimin sighs, pushing away his Psychology textbook from his lap and glancing over at the loser standing with twelve massive boxes of expensive Swiss chocolate basically overflowing in his arms as he struggled to stand. It’s bad enough that it’s finals week and the heating broke down a week ago and Jimin has to cram in sub human temperatures, but being dragged into this out-gifting war between two guys who seemed conveniently clueless about the romantic aspect of their endeavors took the cake when it came to Jimin’s patience.

“Didn’t you just tell me this Monday, not three days ago, that ‘there is no way Jeon Jungkook is getting a one-up on me after these eighty roses worth petals in his locker?’”

“Yeah, but -”

“And wasn’t it when I was helping you stuff one fucking petal at a time into those damn holes that you promised that you would leave me out of your weird outdoing game?”

Taehyung huffs. It is a little known fact that as nice as Park Jimin seems from the outside, with his eye smile and seemingly easy going personality and tiny human ways, he is, in fact, a complete hard ass.

“Yeah, but that was before he stood outside my dorm with that fucking boom box and sang ‘Like I’m Going To Lose You’ in front of half the college population.”


“Everyone knows public serenading beats rose petals. It’s a fact.” Jimin groans.

“Do you - like him?”

Taehyung tilts his head. “Of course I like him. He’s my best friend. Why wouldn’t I like him?”

“I mean do you like - how he dresses, or the way he laughs or - I don’t know,” Jimin grumbled. “The way he is?”

Taehyung gives him a long look before answering. “Jungkook’s a great guy. What’s not to like?”

“Oh my gosh, Tae, you can’t just - you can’t just give guys you don’t date Hershey’s kisses. It’s a - couple thing.”

“What do you mean? It’s just chocolate.” Jimin rubs his temple with his thumbs and tries another approach.

“Those roses cost how much you’d get if you sold your body, Tae.”


I paid for them. You promised me your first born child.”

“And you shall have it. Now help me with these boxes before Jungkook comes back from his lecture, we have to get these boxes into his room in ten minutes.”

Jimin splutters, eyes widening at the thought of the embarrassing walk of shame six dorms across to Jungkook’s room, eyes glued to the floor to avoid the stares people would give any guy desperate enough to give the object of their affection caffeine overdose to win them over.

Of course, Taehyung doesn’t understand this. He’s probably grin back at them and wink at Jimin.

“What ‘we’? There’s no ‘we’. There’s you and those Hershey’s and a six corridor walk.”

Taehyung narrows his eyes.

“I have Yoongi hyung’s number.” Jimin’s jaw drops.

“Liar,” he hisses, eyes widening. There was no way in hell Kim Taehyung, king of weird pick up lines and awkward eye contact with strangers could have scored Yoongi’s number when Jimin had been trying to work up the courage to talk to him all semester.

“Am not. Chem 101 had a lot of Music majors attending, for some weird reason. Especially a certain blond guy who sat next to me the whole time and discussed a vocal collab he might be needing one of these days. And I might have told him I knew a guy.”

Jimin lets this information (and Taehyung’s extra triumphant face) sink in for twenty seconds.

“How many boxes should I carry?”

Taehyung throws him a boxy grin.

“You’re the best, Park Jimin.”

/and then basically Tae gives Kookie chocolates and Kook gets Tae his favourite bubble tea set and they keep doing that until one day Jimin gets them together and yells at them to stop being so fricking clueless already and if they don’t flipping kiss and end this madness he’d call Yoongi and have them both disposed off in the Busan seas and so they do and that’s the story of how TaeKook continues to outgift each other only this time, they kiss between the Hershey Kisses’ boxes and cuddle with the teddy bears they give each other./

The End.

Oh, Yoongi thinks Jimin is cute.

anonymous asked:

For every person that refuse to acknowledge ephebophilia (what can 'technically' fall shaladin in) and hammers down its pedophilia under the pretext it's more well known and so are rooted under a wrong pretext; I raise you this: Tumblr is a platform were you can teach things to other people. Teach the difference between the two and stop harassing and tagging your anti with the wrong term. Stop making people feel bad because they ship NON REAL&CARTOON characters. Stop spreading the hate.

well said anon, well said.

I understand that, even if shaladin isn’t pedophilia, it still makes people uncomfortable and I respect that. But attacking people who do not agree with you is not the right thing to do. I know that the people who actively harass others in this ship war are actually a very small percent of the fandom population but please everyone, respect boundaries.