rebellious lady


Headcanon Time!

Tala Waialiki, as a rebellious and enthusiastic young lady, was the partner of the Chief of Motunui and ever since she was a young child was always more drawn to the ocean than anyone else on her island. She and the Chief discovered a cave of canoes, and upon playing the drums they were given the knowledge of their ancestors. Tala discovered that their world was dying and that she was chosen by the ocean to seek out Maui and restore the Heart of Te Fiti.

Despite her husband insisting that it was too dangerous for her to leave the island, Tala took a canoe in the dead of night and sailed away to find Maui at the bottom of his hook, just as her ancestors had instructed. Already days out at sea, she found herself lost. She had a vague idea of how to be a wayfinder by what she had seen of her ancestors in her vision of them, but had never been properly taught. As luck would have it, a school of manta rays were migrating along the current she needed to guide her in the right path of the hook.

Finally, Tala had found Maui’s island. She could see it just over the horizon in the distance. A small, bare, rocky island but she was sure that was where the ocean wanted her to go. It was that day that Tala found herself feeling off. Though she was certain she was not ill or seasick, Tala had vomited over the side of her canoe. Something was not right. As if by instinct, her hand went to her stomach and she paused. She could feel it deep in her heart. She was carrying a child.

She realized she could not continue on if this was to be, and she stood to face the ocean. Taking the Heart of Te Fiti from her necklace, Tala held it out in the palm of her hand for the ocean to take. She would mourn this journey’s end, but celebrate the beginning of a new one.

“Choose someone else…”

abby appreciation week | day seven: anything goes - lady space doctors 

Back home - Stiles Imagine Pt.1

A/N: It’s the first time I ever wrote one of these, so please be gentle. I already got more in mind, but I thought it might be the best to check out if someone is interested in this. I also ask you to be gentle if there are some mistakes - English isn’t my mother tounge.
Nevertheless I hope you enjoy reading.
If you’re interested in a second part, feel free to use my ask.

(Y/N) is Scotts younger sister, who moved away a year ago and now returns back to Beacon Hills.

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Come to think about it, I never thought anything would change about my relationship with Stiles. We’ve known one another for years. He’s grown a lot into the role of my older brother despite the fact he’s been my real brothers best friend for a bunch of years now. Most time I spend with both of them. It’s always been Scott, Stiles and (Y/N), ever since I remember.

But as most things in life - nothing lasts forever.

It’s been a year since I last saw them. Other than my elder brother, in the age of 15 I went through my rebellious phase, which ended in me moving to our father. Leaving Beacon Hills behind was both – a relief such as hell. I missed them. I missed my mother. I missed my brother and I missed Stiles. While trying to move on, the little girl, always known as Scott McCalls younger sister, turned into an even more rebellious young lady, giving my father one troubled call from my new school after another. Though this time I just wanted to find a way back home and one year after I’m finally back.

No one except our mother knew about the big news. Everything was ready for the big surprise. So the day we moved back to Beacon Hills I almost went nuts, overly excited.

Trying not to be seen by any of them, I was ready for my first day back at school. The new and better version of (Y/N) was ready to make big deals. I could even bet it was hard to recognize the girl I’ve been a year ago, though not only my behaviour but also my looks changed a lot.

Waiting right in front of deans office, voices came to my ear, so familiar I could never forget them. Excitement grew as I stood there and took a deep breath, unsure what would happen if they see me. Would they recognize me? How would they react? My mind raced while I tried to keep my body calm. My eyes went along the hallway and just minutes later I finally saw them again. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met. Pretty obvious I haven’t been the only one going through some changes. Especially my brother seemed way more confident than the last time I saw him though he wasn’t the one making my heart race.

Surprise was big as they darted a glance at one another, before staring back at me. “(Y/N)?” My name came over their mouths at once, making me giggle. I gave them a gentle smile, just before I finally could head into the deans office, signing in for school.

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Imagine almost getting into a serious accident due to a strange group of dwarven cosplayers running into the street, only to find out that when you get out of your car to yell at them that they’re actually Thorin Oakenshield and Company


A/N: Warning for profanity and cliche ending. Song is King and Lionheart: Of Monsters and Men.

Howling ghosts they reappear in mountains that are stacked with fear,“ you sing loudly along with your iPod as it plays at an inadvisably loud volume in your car. The windows are cracked, letting in some of the cool fall air and letting out some of your noise pollution. The man in the cadillac next to you shoots you a stern glare, and you grin widely, beating the tempo on your steering wheel. “But you’re a king and I’M A LIONHEART,” you continue as the light changes to green. You hit the gas, eager to get home and not worried about facing the cops in this part of town. A few minutes and you’d be home in time to settle in with a microwaved dinner and watch the Order of Pheonix as it played in the ABC channel’s Harry Potter marathon.

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You know it’s also messed up that Quentin is such a big character in Arrow like Dinah’s dad was a cop sure but he died when she was younger and so her mom raised her along with the JSA. We literally barely see her mom and they completely strip Dinah Drake of her status as a hero and her entire relationship with her kid is superimposed onto Quentin and Laurel rather halfheartedly.

Like not only did Arrow yet again completely fuck over a rather important female character but like we don’t need another dadcop to add to the already large pool of dadcops both in comics and in general. How much more awesome would Arrow have been if instead there was confilct between Dinah Drake and the Hood/Arrow with her being a retired vigilante and him just going around killing people to save the city. Hell they could even make her a cop as well like she hung up her cape but finally got to be a cop like she always wanted. We get to see Laurel and Dinah’s chaotic relationship and Laurel being rebellious plus kick ass ladies handing Oliver his ass on a plate

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10 Remus Headcanons: Tastes in Music & General
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  • He loves Simon and Garfunkel, his favourite song is The 59th Street Bridge Song, being the stoner little chilled hippy boy he is, Feelin Groovy really suits him. Remus could put up with a lot of teasing from the Marauders over his music tastes, but he would always snap when they started creating their own rude parodies of the song. “Feelin’ Boobies”, “Smokin’ Doobies” and “Feelin’ Moony” being their favourite invented lyrics. 
  • A guilty pleasure of his was Tom Jones, deriving from his mother’s obsession with the Welsh singer, reminding everyone present that he was Welsh everytime he was mentioned. He and James do a drunkenly amazing Delilah on karaoke.
  • When Remus wakes up either grumpy or hung over, it isn’t long before his fellow Marauders start whispering the lyrics of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s song “Bad Moon(y) Rising” before ducking as the sleepy, irritated boy throws all the books on his bedside table in their general direction.
  • Though Remus was always seen as the ‘good’ Marauder, this wasn’t quite the case. The others would have wild ideas about pranks in the middle of the night, but he was the brains behind the operation, he gave everyone tasks and positions for their midnight activities and organised the majority of their most notorious pranks. He plotted and coordinated the Marauders Map so that the four pranksters could navigate the corridors in the pitch black and lessen chances of being caught and receiving detentions. Though the artwork was done by Sirius, the plain parchment disguise was Peter’s bright idea and the insulting any who attempt to view their map without the incantation was James’s contribution.
  • Remus was particularly excited for his 19th birthday, a costume party, after much deliberation with his friends, the four of them settled on the Village People, despite much grumbling. “There’s not even 6 of us…” “Noone’s going to get it.” “We’re just going to look like a bunch of camp idiots…” Remus would frown and respond with “We are camp idiots” And they would all shrug and agree. If you’re wondering, Remus was the cowboy, Sirius the biker, James the policeman and Peter the soldier.
  • The other three boys had a competition at Christmas to see who could get him the most hideous piece of knitwear, with Remus’s worst, most appalled reaction being the judge. Much to their dismay, he gratefully accepted their gifts and claimed to love them all, wearing all of them frequently and unashamedly in public without ever finding out that they were all meant to be joke presents. James, Sirius and Peter were baffled that he didn’t figure it out and quite frankly embarrassed to be seen with him in public sporting one of their jumpers. 
  • Remus goes through an obscene amount of slippers. More often than not, he forgets that they are, in fact, just for indoor wear and has looked down on the tube to be greeted by his favourite fluffy purple slipper boots more times than he cares to admit. He’s hilariously infamous around London for his literally physical attachment to his slippers.
  • His worst full moon was in the holidays between first and second year, despite all of the healing spells and potions best efforts, he was left with a scar spanning the length of his face as well as a few more minor scars. On the train back to school, it was evident that the boy was wearing a lot of terribly applied makeup stolen from his mothers bag. With a motherly sigh, a roll of her eyes and a mutter of “Honestly boys are idiots…” Lily Evans took him into a carriage and asked no questions as she wiped his patchwork-like face clean and reapplied her own makeup more skillfully, teaching him all of the best tips to hide “blemishes” as she described them. After she was finished, you could hardly tell there was any marks on him at all and she never pried into what exactly had happened to him over the Summer.
  • He never considered himself to be at all appealing to girls, leaving the not so difficult task of making girls swoon to James and Sirius. Remus never seemed to notice his own effect on girls around him, who seemed to fall for him just because he didn’t seem interested, preferring to sit curled up in a corner with a silly grin on his face as he read book after book. James had always attracted the popular girls, Sirius seemed to be a magnet for the hardcore rebellious young ladies and unbeknownst to him, Remus had an incredibly strange effect on the shy, quiet witches who he had always grinned goofily at and waved to in the corridors. 
  • Around a month after Harry’s first birthday, James and Lily left Harry with Sirius and Remus for a well deserved night off. When messing around and playing, Harry hit a compact mirror and it shattered. The pair looked slowly at eachother and both instantly spoke in creeped out unison “Very Superstitious…” And from that day on, he was dubbed Harry Wonder.

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Recorded by Mystic@Twitter, thank you!! you’re a blessing. ♥
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and here’s the translation I did with Mystic!! just want to share it in advance! :D

Ann: Hey, do you have a minute? I can help you, too.

Ann: It’s decided, then! There’s no way we’ll give up halfway through!

Ryuji: Woah…!! That outfit…?!

Morgana: A “Panther Girl”? 

Ann: I’m not a Panther girl!

Morgana: This is Lady Anne’s rebellious will. You’ll be able to fight in that world with this power.

Ann: I said I won’t endure this anymore! Let me do what I want!

one interesting thing is that Morgana calls Ann ”殿”, which we translated as “Lady” here, but usually this word means “your highness”. XD

TITLE: The Empirical Endeavor 


AUTHOR: Quixotic-Dreamland

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine that one day, the TARDIS lands on Asgard when there’s a royal ball being held in the palace. You both attend, and you and Loki fall in love with one another at first sight, despite the Doctor’s clear disapproval-which becomes clearer as time goes on.

RATING: Teen +


I roll over in my sleeping bag, allowing the nocturnal noises of the night to melt into the background while I drift off to sleep. My subconscious making its nightly appearance, all “he’s” saved up during the day just waiting to light matches in my brain. Most nights “he” causes a frenzy of odd thoughts, dreams, and emotions while I sleep. Tonight, unfortunately, is no different.

While my eyes rest closed, my ears come to hear the abrupt huffing of The Doctor, rapidly pacing back and forth, his shoes clunking against the metal floors at what feels like a hundred miles an hour.

Do I ask him to quiet down? I think to myself. After all, he essentially spoiled the rest of my evening, learning to be silent is the least he can do, after his little uproar in Asgard.

Instead, I roll over, trying hard not to sigh as the consistent clunking relentlessly rolls on.

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