seen it numerous times

How 13 reasons why helped me

I’m seeing a lot of people posting about how you shouldn’t watch 13 reasons because it’s triggering and that some things shouldn’t be in it because it can cause more harm then good. As some one who has taken 126 pills and has balled her eyes out holding a rope and staring at the pillars in the basement ceiling. Who has visited a mental ward 3 times and has seen numerous counsellors and has been on medication this is how the show helped me

1. It shows that I’m finally not alone in having these feelings

2. Not all counsellor are helpful but they do care

3. Some one cares even if they can’t say it or won’t say it some one does

4. If people watch the show they might watch their actions and words next time

5. People will miss you

6. If your assaulted sexually it’s not something to be embarrassed about sadly it happens more then it should

7. Most times (not always sadly) your parents do care, more then you think.

8. Suicide is a thing and we shouldn’t be embarrassed to reach out if we feel that way

9. Be kind. You don’t know what demons others are fighting

10. They made feeling nothing sound less insane then it feels

Unfortunately some people are more triggered then others and if this is the case 13 reasons might not be suitable for you. Unfortunately I still feel like I need to post this anonymously so people don’t think I’m doing it for “attention” but I think people should watch this. For me it helped. I think the things they deal with should be brought to light. If your feeling this way don’t stop, get help even if the first time doesn’t work try again.


Black Hole Caught Devouring Star For An Entire Decade

“Normally lasting weeks or months, a new record has just been set for TDEs. XJ1500+0154, 1.8 billion light years away, is the largest, longest-lasting one ever seen. First detected in July of 2005, the X-rays from this distant source brightened by a factor of 100 over 3 years. They remain bright even today. Although dozens of TDEs have been observed since the 1990s, none have lasted this long. It may be caused by the most massive star ever observed creating a TDE.”

When any object passes too close to the event horizon of a black hole, the tidal forces acting on it can become so strong that they’ll tear the entire object apart in a spaghettification disaster. While most of the matter will get ejected from the encounter, a significant fraction can be accreted, absorbed and used to fuel the black hole’s growth. These tidal disruption events have been seen numerous times since the launch of our X-ray observatories, and are now known to come in a wide variety of magnitudes, at a variety of distances and to last a variable amount of time. So when you see the largest, longest-lasting one ever, you sit up and take notice! That’s exactly what’s happened with XJ1500+154, which is now in its second decade of X-ray signals.

Come get the full story on this amazing object, and learn how it might solve the puzzle of supermassive black hole growth on today’s Mostly Mute Monday!

Secrets & Betrayal

Requested by @fallenfairy16

Note: I started typing this up as soon as I read your message - I am amazed at how quickly some ideas come to me sometimes lol! (hence the delay in actually replying to your message). Hope this answers your request!

Peter Pan x Reader

Words: 1020

Warnings: Nothing other than a small amount of unwanted advances.

You thought you had been careful, that no one would ever find out, but you hadn’t taken into consideration the fact that Tinkerbell had seen you numerous times. The ex-fairy was close to Pan, had always been trusted by him, so you were not surprised at all that she had gone running to him. She had always wanted him to like her. It was quite pathetic how much she ran to him actually.

There is no such thing as a secret.”

You are standing before Peter himself, in the camp that he had allowed you to stay in with his Lost Boys, but instead of wandering it freely as you once did you find yourself tied to a tree with rope that he had made appear out of nowhere with a simple wave of his hand. The look in his eyes is the darkest you have ever seen and given that you have seen him mad on more than one occasion this is definitely something new and something rather terrifying for you too.

You have seen first-hand what he was capable of when he was angry.

“I have never had many rules on this island [y/n], you know that, but what was the FIRST thing I said to you when I gave you a home here?”

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Paper Hearts (Part 6)

Originally posted by tbhobi

Genre: Angst/fluff

♡ Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

♡ Length: 3.2k

♡ Summary: It has been nearly a year since you started writing anonymous letters to Jungkook, giving him words of encouragement behind the thin mask of a paper. He never considered you as a possible suspect behind these letters, because you were nothing more than a best friend. And you couldn’t put all the blame on him either, after all, you were too afraid to confess in fear of tarnishing your precious friendship.

Part 1 ♡ Part 2  ♡ Part 3   Part 4   Part 5   Part 6  Part 7

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I'm Never Drinking With You Douchebags Again (Winchesters X Reader)

It wasn’t wrong to say that you were a light drunk when it came to drinking. You can’t hold alcohol well, especially liquor. You’ve tried, but you end up getting too drunk and sick, and not being able to function the next day. Dean would always pick fun at you, knowing how childish you act when you’re drunk.

Both Dean and Sam have seen you drunk numerous times, and as funny as they think it is, it was torturous for you. You’d do stupid things like call Dean ‘Boots’ and call Sam 'Dora The Explorer’.

You, Sam and Dean were all crammed together in a bar, trying to get your mind off of the last hunt, and move on to the next one. You were only two swigs into a slightly chilled beer, while Dean was taking down shot after shot, but Sam was joining you with a beer this time.

“Come on, I can’t be the only one doing this! This is embarrassing!” Dean said, taking another shot of whiskey, throwing his head back and then releasing a sharp sigh after he swallowed the burning substance. “Wanna try, (Y/N)?” Dean offered, before you shook your head.

“I don’t feel like puking up my intestines tomorrow” you muttered, taking a small sip of your beer, before Dean laughed. “Yeah, and I don’t want to have to be the one to carry her to the car, because you’d be drunk as hell too, Dean” Sam said, before Dean scoffed.

“I could carry her!” He shouted, before you shushed the brothers from their bickering, while they both muttered an insult to each other under their breath.

“(Y/N), just try one” Dean said, placing a small shot glass down in front of you. You glared at him, as he was flashing you a smirk that could make every woman weak in their knees.

“Dean!” You cried, before he frowned and took the drink back. “Fine, I guess you’re too afraid” you went numb at Dean’s words. You hated it when people said you were afraid, when you clearly weren’t.

Both the boys knew this, and Sam knew that this was a bad idea. “Dean, stop” Sam breathed out, before you grabbed the shot out of his hand and quickly poured it in your mouth, terrified to swallow.

Dean and Sam both looked at you shocked, before you swallowed the amber liquid, feeling it burn your esophagus on the way down, as you kicked the bar and tried to cry in pain, but it came out as a small squeak that made the boys laugh.

You panted hard, before Dean began to clap. “I’m proud of you, (Y/N). I guess you aren’t afraid” Dean said as you smiled. “I guess not! I want another!” You exclaimed like a child, a few other people in the bar giving you a weird glance, before turning their attention away from you.

“(Y/N), are you sure that’s a good idea?” Sam whispered into your ear before you nodded. “Yeah! I’ll be fine! I’ll just have two more!” You smiled, before both boys raised their eyebrows at you, knowing they were about to have an exciting night.

“Dean, get her legs!” Sam shouted.

“She won’t stop moving!” Dean shouted back.

“Dean!” Sam cried.

“Stop it moose!” You yelled violently at the older brother.

You thrashed and kicked in the parking lot, refusing to be picked up by Dean and Sam. You had seven too many shots, and you were destroyed. You lied down on the concrete, with your arms crossed and staring right at the sky.

“Look at the stars!” You slurred, before Sam’s arms grabbed you and took you into his hold, as he thrashed you over his shoulder and walked you back to the Impala.

“I told you, you shouldn’t have let her drink tonight, Dean” Sam said, before Dean opened the rear door for Sam, so he could gently place you in the Impala. “She’s gonna be fine, Sammy!” Dean exclaimed, watching you squirm around the backseat, trying to get comfortable.

“Let’s just head back to the motel, we’ll spend another night and then pack up tomorrow” Sam said, slamming the rear door closed, before getting into the passengers side.

Dean got into the drivers seat, turning his head to watch you play with your hair. “You good?” He raised an eyebrow as you slowly nodded, continuing to play with the messy strands. Dean smiled and turned back to face his brother, “She’s good” he said before starting the Impala and driving back to the motel.

By the time you all arrived, you were half asleep sprawled in the backseat. You arms and legs spewed across the slick leather as Sam and Dean laughed at your funny position, while they were getting you out from the back.

“I’ve never seen her this hammered before!” Sam said, shocked by your drunken state. “Let’s get her to bed, the faster she’s asleep the less of a pain she’ll be” Dean said, as Sam nodded in agreement, gently pushing your legs together and pulling you out of the Impala, before gradually pulling you out but accidentally slamming your head against the roof as he tried to pull your through the door.

“Sam!” Dean shouted, as Sam scoffed. “I’m trying my best, Dean!” Sam whispered as he slung you over his shoulder, feeling you thrash within his grasp.

“Sammy,” you groaned, “I don’t feel well”. Dean’s eyes widened, knowing that meant you were about to puke any second. He searched his pocket for the motel key, quickly finding it. As he went to open the door, it was too late and the content of your stomach were spewed onto the concrete.

Sam and Dean groaned in disgust, as Sam lowered you from his shoulders and cradled you in his arms. Your skin was pale and your eyes were bloodshot, not to mention the growing bruise on your forehead thanks to Sam.

“Let’s get you to bed, yeah?” Sam asked. You slowly nodded, disregarding all that he said as he carried you into the motel, gently setting you down onto your bed, listening to you groan in discomfort and pain.

“I’m never drinking with you douchebags again”

Blame it on the Alcohol- Part 4

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: ??? It’s got a tiny bit of smut in it 

Word Count: 3.2k

Other Parts: 1 2 3 4

I side eyed the classroom once more, checking to make sure the professor wasn’t hiding in the corner or something. When I confirmed he wasn’t in the room, I grabbed my bag off the ground and quickly went to the exit with Jungkook close on my tail. We ducked down the hall and out to the courtyard which was surprisingly scarce of people. Jungkook pulled me around a secluded corner and pressed me against the cold brick wall. His hands moved all over my body as he desperately attacked my lips with his own. I tangled my hands in his hair and tugged on it as his tongue dove deeply into my mouth.

Jungkook broke away, hair tousled and breathing hard. His eyes scanned me up and down and then one side of his mouth turned upward, “let’s go back to my place,” he grabbed my hand and started pulling me.

I pulled my hand out of his grip to make him look back at me, which he did in confusion, “Mine is closer,” I told him.

His eyes darkened with mischief and lust, “Lead the way then,” he held his hand out in front of him to let me walk passed him.

I once again laced my fingers with his and this time pulled him down the path which I knew was a shortcut to my apartment building. The normally scenic path through the local park by my apartment blurred by as I ungraciously tugged Jungkook down the sidewalk. Butterflies filled my stomach when we walked through the main entrance to the building and hiked up the three levels of stairs to my floor. I pulled Y/BF/N’s key out of my pocket, sticking it into the keyhole and swinging the door open.

I pulled Jungkook into my bedroom and immediately I was shoved onto the bed.

He grappled at the bottom of my shirt and vigorously pulled it off my body. He attached his mouth to the exposed valley between my breasts while undoing his belt. While he did that, I worked on getting my pants and underwear off as quickly as possible, desperate to alleviate the ache between my legs. He pulled his shirt off, then kicked his pants to the ground, boxers included then immediately lined himself up with my hole. He thrusted hard and eagerly into me, causing intense pleasure and a slight sting from the stretch to mix inside of me. He buried his head in my neck as he rapidly moved his hips.

We both came hard and fast. Jungkook threw himself down on the bed, back first and was breathing heavily. He wrapped his arm around me to pull my body close to his. I laid my head down on his chest which was quickly rising and falling.

“You know,” I started, still trying to catch my breath, “we can’t keep just leaving school in the middle of the day.”

“Oh but this is so much more fun,” he whined dramatically.

I giggled at his comment then sighed, falling into a state of exhaustion which always took over my body after we finished our “activities”.

I closed my eyes and listened to his heart pounding. His fingers gently massaged my scalp making the urge to fall asleep stronger.

Jungkook lurched all of the sudden, “Oh, Y/N! Before I forget, give me your phone number,” he said while sitting up and reaching for his pants on the floor. He unlocked his phone and handed it to me, “in case you forget your bag at my house again.”

“Or you want a booty call,” I smirked.

He shrugged and the corners of his mouth turned upward, “Maybe that too.”

I typed in my number then handed his phone back to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest.

We sat in comfortable silence for a significant amount of time. I laid my head on his chest thinking about how nice his skin felt, and how comfortable he was, and how I really really didn’t want to get up. I thought about his fingers which were massaging my scalp and found it funny that such a simple action could make my heart start pounding in my chest. It was moments like this that I wished would never end. It was moments like this that made me fall for him so hard, so fast. I wondered if there was even the slightest chance that he felt the same way.

“Hey, Jungkook?” I began, unable to contain my thoughts any longer, “what are we doing here?”

He hesitated, “Huh?”

I sat up to look at his face, “I mean this,” I gestured between us, “what are we doing… with each other?”

He looked to the ceiling as he thought through his answer, “Having fun,” he said simply.

I scrunched my face, “Okay but…” I struggled to find the right words to say, “what’s gonna happen with us?”

Jungkook’s fingers skimmed up and down my spine, “Y/N, don’t stress about it. We’re having fun. A lot of fun,” he smirked, “Let’s just keep doing that and see where life takes us. We can worry about labels later.”

My heart sank a little. Clearly, he wasn’t feeling the same way as me. However, he also liked spending time with me. As he said, we’re having a lot of fun, and I’d hate for that to end.

“Let’s just say we’re friends,” he suggested, “really close friends.”

I laughed once, “we’re friends with benefits,” I called the situation as it actually was.

He nodded.

I examined his face to make sure he was serious. His eyes were glued to mine and his mouth was set in a straight line.

“Okay then,” I nodded firmly, satisfied with the consensus, then laid down and rested my head on his chest again.

We fell asleep together then Jungkook left almost immediately after he woke up a few hours later.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said kindly before leaving me in my bed, still naked and alone.

This will have to do. If I want to be with him, I’ll just have to settle with being his “really close friend”.


I sat on the couch with my legs propped up on the coffee table in front of me. A new episode of my favorite show just started and I held a cup of tea close to my face, letting the steam warm my nose. Strings music played through the speakers of the tv as a heart-wrenching scene played. Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes and I clenched my hands around the warm mug in anticipation.

My phone, which was sat in my lap, buzzed and caused me to rip my eyes away from the emotional scene that played on the tv. I blinked the tears out of my eyes and lifted the device to my face and saw a name which made the butterflies in my stomach flutter.

Jungkook: Wanna get lunch?

I smiled at his question as heat rose to my cheeks. So he does want to do more than have sex with me, he actually wants to spend time with me.

I put down my cup of tea to make it easier to reply back.

Me: yeah sure. Where are we going?

I watched the screen and anticipated his response when I saw the bubble with three dots appear in the feed to tell me he was typing.

Jungkook: I really want a burger from that one place by your apartment.

Despite his vague description, I knew exactly the place he was talking about since they were known throughout the city for their incredible burgers.

Me: do you wanna meet there?

I typed back.

Jungkook: No, I’ll come get you and we can walk together

His response was almost instant.

Me: okay

I replied to him then bolted up from the couch and ran to my room. I went to my full-length mirror to assess the situation and decide how much I needed to do to be presentable. My hair was sticking out in every direction since I hadn’t been bothered to brush it when I woke up. Or wash it. I was wearing an oversized worn out shirt that once had a logo on it but it was no longer decipherable. It also had holes in it and god knows what caused those to show up. I was also only wearing my underwear and they weren’t the kind I would want to flaunt for Jungkook either. Clearly, there was some work to be done.

It would take him about 15 minutes to walk from his apartment to mine so that meant a shower was out of the question. I tamed my bird’s nest with a hairbrush then doused it with a decent amount of dry shampoo before pulling it into a messy bun. I threw off my ratty shirt and changed my underwear to a nice lacey pink pair (cause you never know what a lunch date could turn into). I put on a gray sweater and a pair of leggings then pulled on my favorite black boots.

I went into the bathroom and sighed at the sight of the massive bags under my eyes. I quickly put on a layer of foundation to hide those, did my eyebrows and put on a couple coats of mascara. This would have to be good enough.

Just as I was giving myself a final glance over in the full-length mirror, there was a knock at the door. I took a deep breath then walked out of the bathroom and to the front door.

Jungkook was wearing a white t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, a black beanie, and a pair of timberlands, an outfit that I have seen him in numerous times but he somehow always looked great in.

“Hey Y/N,” he shoved his hands into his pocket and smiled, making his eyes turn into glimmering half moons, “You ready?”

“Yeah, let me grab my bag.”

We arrived at the crowded restaurant during the lunch rush. Jungkook escorted me to a two person table near the back of the restaurant, away from the hustle and bustle. He grabbed two menus and handed one to me before opening the other and scanning the options.

“Have you ever been here?” He asked while looking at the menu.

I opened my menu and examined the array of options in front of me, “No I haven’t but I’ve  I heard the cheeseburgers are really good.”

He nodded, “Maybe I’ll get that.”

I looked over the meals and settled, “I think I will too.”

We both closed our menus just as the waitress walked over to the table and placed a glass of water in front of both of us. She was a young girl, probably around my age. She had long shiny brown hair that was paired with chocolate brown eyes and flawless olive skin.

“How are you two doing today?” She asked cheerily, looking at me before Jungkook.

When her eyes settled on him, they widened and she gasped lightly, “Jungkook!”

I looked at Jungkook whose entire face lit up and was filled with more joy than I had ever seen. He stood up and wrapped an arm around the waitress’s shoulder, “Hey Krystal!”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in close while giggling. A pang of jealousy sprung through me as I watched the two, clearly close friends reconnected.

“How are you?!” Jungkook broke away and asked her enthusiastically.

“I’m great!” She said as he sat back down. Her gleaming, smiling eyes wandered over to me, “is this your-”

“Friend,” Jungkook cut her off quickly. My eyes shot over to him as did hers. He was looking at her, “she’s my friend.”

The taste of bitterness filled my mouth and I clenched my jaw to hide my abhorrence towards that word.

She looked back at me with a friendly smile, “I’m Y/N,” I plastered a fake smile on my face.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Krystal,” she cleared her throat and stood up straight, “Can I start you off with something to drink,” she asked both of us, getting back into her work mode.

“I’ll just have a Coke,” I told her.

“Same for me,” Jungkook agreed, “were ready to order too,” he looked at me.

“I’ll have a cheeseburger,” I told her as she wrote down my order then looked at Jungkook.

“I’ll have that too,” he took my menu and put it on top of his then handed them to Krystal.

“Okay! I’ll have those right out for you!” She gave one last sparkling, a little too nice smile then walked away.

Jungkook and I both watched her walk away then I turned back to him, “Who was that?”

His eyes were still looking at her while her back was turned to us and it wasn’t hard for me to guess what part of her body he was actually staring at.

“Huh?” He asked without moving his eyes.

“Who was that?” I asked a little louder with slightly more urgency.

He blinked then finally looked at me, “A friend.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and tilted my head to the side, “A friend?”

He nodded just as Krystal came back and put two glasses of soda in front of us.

Jungkook took a long drink of soda through his straw then looked at me. He slowly put the drink down and straightened his back, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“When you say she’s a friend you mean…” my skepticism of their relationship was very apparent.

He looked around clearly confused, “I mean she’s a friend. What else could I possibly mean by that?” He furrowed his brow.

“I’m also ‘a friend’,” I put air quotes around the word friend.

My implied question registered with Jungkook and he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and a smug smile went across his face, “Y/N are you jealous of Krystal?”

“No!” I bit back instantly and felt my cheeks warming.

He chuckled and shook his head, “she’s just a friend.” He reassured, “You’re my only friend,” he added extra emphasis to the word so the meaning wouldn’t get mixed up.

I nodded, “okay,” the anxiety in my stomach faded slightly and I took a sip of my Coke.

“Well, I mean,” he started, “she and I used to kind of have a thing,” he stated nonchalantly.

The soda in my mouth went down my throat involuntarily, causing me to fall into a fit of coughs, “Are you serious?! I spat at him angrily

He noticed my anger and leaned back in surprise, “it was really nothing, less serious than what you and I have,” his voice was flat, he clearly didn’t see why this information was upsetting, “We slept together twice… maybe three times,” He tried to defend himself.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I raged.

Jungkook retracted, narrowing his eyes and tilting his head, “it was like a year ago… anything between us is over now,” He furrowed his brow and shook his head, “Why are you mad?” He asked quietly.

I raised an eyebrow at him, “because!” I scrambled to make up a reason that didn’t completely give away my jealousy, “because I don’t know where she’s been! What if I contracted something?!”

Jungkook bit his lip with a hint of humor behind his gaze, “Y/N, don’t you think if you contracted some sort of sexually transmitted disease from me, you’d know by now?”

I opened my mouth to refute his statement but all that came out was a string of stammers. Thankfully, Krystal came back to the table with our food in hand.

“If you need anything, let me know,” she said a little too kindly to Jungkook.

I grabbed the burger in front of me off of the plate and took a massive bite out of it to bide myself time before I had to say anything else to him.

We sat silently eating our food for a couple minutes and then Jungkook cleared his throat, “Look, Y/N, I know I joked before but I want you to know that what happened with Krystal and me, it’s in the past. It’s done.” he said sincerely.

I swallowed a mouthful of food, “why did end?” I asked.

He shrugged, “Honestly, we just kinda faded, we kept in touch for a little while but once school started again, we didn’t have time to see each other so we just gradually stopped talking.”

I nodded, fully understanding the situation.

“You don’t have to worry about her,” he told me kindly.

Despite his nice words, anger rose inside me. Why was he talking to me the way a boyfriend would talk to his girlfriend? I’m not his girlfriend and he made it very clear to me that he didn’t want me to be his girlfriend, so why is he treating me this way?

“You don’t need to worry about how I feel, you know,” I pointed out bitterly.

“What do you mean?” He turned his head to one side.

“That’s like a rule of this whole ‘friends with benefits’ thing, you don’t need to care about my emotions. It’s not like we’re exclusive or anything, you don’t need to explain yourself,” I crossed my arms over my chest and downplayed my irritation.

“Even if that is the rule, I still care about you,” he mumbled.

I shrugged and chewed my lip, not trusting the stability of my voice. The fact that it was cloudy what his feelings for me were, upset me more than I could express, but I didn’t want him to know that.

He looked at me with concern as he thought of something more to say, but he said nothing. After taking one last sip of soda, Jungkook wiped his hands then cleared his throat, “I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” he told me then got up.

Almost as soon as he walked away, Krystal walked over to the table, smiling.

“So,” she said while squatting down and resting her arm on the table, “How’s Jungkook doing?” she asked innocently.

I sighed then slapped on the most genuine looking fake smile I could muster. Even if what happened between them was over, even if they really are just friends, I don’t like this girl.

And why did I get the feeling that she was gonna be around for a while?

Shout out the anon who gave me the idea for this part! I was in a bit of a writing slump but I’ve got some new ideas and I’m excited to share them!

As always, I love feedback and new requests

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A/N: I wrote this for @tamsininmypants for Christmas. 

Title: Familiarity 

Fandom: Overwatch

Pairing: Mercymaker

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None, unless you count a little angst? 

Word Count: 2,167 

Summary: Mercy goes out for a walk, a tad nostalgic, when she runs into someone familiar. 

The rest is under the cut. 

The holidays were always a bittersweet time for Angela Ziegler. She remembered her family she had lost in Switzerland and the family she had gained in Overwatch. The family she had found had its ups and its downs and it certainly wasn’t perfect, but she loved them regardless. Angela was not related to them by blood and they say blood was thicker than water, but water runs deeper.

Tonight as she walked through the quiet French town by herself, her boots crunching through the freshly fallen snow, she thought about both of her families. It was just her and the night, quiet and silent with a dark grey sky promising more snow. Though it was cold, Angela had always felt rather warm and cozy on these nights. Perhaps it was her love for the snow and the cold, or really, those she surrounded herself with.

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trcelyne  asked:

I totally agree with your statement about TP!Link. But my question is: since Link and Ganondorf have beast forms, why has Zelda kept her human form while being in the Twilight? (Or maybe she has a beast form, but like you, I haven't played the game in a long while)

This is the post that brought about this ask

This is a very good question and one that has no canon answer, at least as far as I know. However, after thinking about it I was able to form one possibility within my mind. First of all, we have to keep in mind that Ganondorf having a beast form is nothing new, regardless of whether he’s in the Twilight or not. Ganon has been around since the very first loz game and he can symbolize pure power. What is new, is that Link has a beast form (or at least it was new back when TP first came out). Not counting the amiibo function of wolf Link joining you on your journey in BotW (which I’m going to mention again later), we have yet to see any type of beast form for Link return. However, even though he lacks a beast form in his own game, we see OoT!Link as the Hero’s Shade take on the shape of a golden wolf, and as I mentioned before he has nothing to do with the Twilight as far as we know.

As a result, this makes it a little difficult to understand exactly why Link got a beast form in the first place. However, (and bear in mind I’m definitely not the best person to ask when it comes to this, but here we go~), in Japanese mythology and whatnot, unlike a lot of western ones, I believe wolves are seen as being creatures worthy of worship since they were often depended on to protect crops from other wild animals. There were also charms and talismans with wolf symbols on them because it was believed to offer protection in various situations. Considering Zelda games are made in Japan, it’s not unlikely that they had thoughts like this in mind when deciding what to make Link transform into in the first place. This goes back to Wolf Link being an optional companion in BotW. He helps you hunt and fight, similar to the roles wolves had in Japanese mythology. Of course, there are many different views on wolves depending on the cultures you look at. For example, in many, wolves are often symbols for warriors and causing destruction. There’s also the whole “lone wolf” mindset and how the life of a hero can be very lonely. There’s a lot that can be possible, and as I said, I’m not an expert (or even an amateur) on it.

Anyway, because of this, it could be the goddesses wanted Link to take on a shape worthy of a hero. A shape seen as reliable and even ferocious when need be. A wolf. Of course, there are issues with this if we just look at the worshiping nature of it as most NPCs make it no secret they’re terrified of Link in his wolf form, but it could be argued that, like real life, regardless of mythology most people probably wouldn’t want a wolf in the wild coming anywhere near them. So, it could be possible ancient views of wolves in TP!Hyrule mirror those of real life. Or even that no one in Hyrule is used to seeing wolves as I’m pretty sure that guy who sells you lantern oil (not that anyone actually buys it) comments on wolves being rare in the area. Possibly a stretch, but I thought it was an interesting idea. Anyway, here’s a pic of something Midna will say if you talk to her at some point during the Dark Beast Ganon fight.

“Sacred” because he’s Link and obvious connection to the gods because he’s the chosen hero and all that good stuff, but also “sacred” being put next to “beast” is just kind of interesting to me because, again, of a lot of different mythology involving views on wolves (though I’m probably definitely reading too much into it XD Just thought I’d share this pic anyway though ^.^ since I took the time to take it >_>)

Also, there’s the whole Twilight Prophecy which, no doubt, has something to do with it. The problem is, that’s all we get out of that: is that it’s a prophecy. There’s nothing else about it as far as the Twilight is concerned (at least as far as I can remember).

Now for Zelda herself and the question you actually asked XD Why doesn’t she have any beast form in TP and doesn’t turn into a spirit? Well, let me start with the fact that in our first meeting with her she tells us, “without light, the people became as spirits” when explaining how the Twilight shifts the forms of most anyone and anything within it.

As we see later in our second meeting with her, she has the Triforce of Wisdom already. Not only considering the fact that Zelda is Hylia reincarnated over and over again, as we learn in SS, but we’ve also seen numerous times throughout the series how the powers Zelda tends to have as a result of the Triforce of Wisdom (or just the fact of being a goddess lol) are very light filled. So, it stands to reason that she still has “light” aka the Triforce of Wisdom/Hylia, thus having protection from being turned into a spirit. But, one could also argue that Link should receive similar protection from the Triforce of Courage, allowing him to remain in his human form. However, remember everything I said about the gods wanting to shape him into a form they see fit for such an adventure. Link’s the chosen hero and they make sure to tell you that quite often throughout the events of TP XD When it comes right down to it, I guess what I’m trying to say is: maybe the goddesses just saw no reason to give her an alternate form? But she and Link are both able to keep a physical form, whether beast or not, due to being chosen by the gods.

Sorry if I didn’t give a satisfactory answer, and there’s of course a chance that this is not the reason at all. But there is a chance that it could be ;D Anyway, if anyone else has any theories as to why Zelda doesn’t have any beast form like Link and Ganondorf in Twilight Princess, give it a shot ^-^

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: i'm really troubled and unsatisfied by the lack of closure and cohesiveness in the third trial of sdr2. a lot of important things were never clarified properly or at all, and the advancement of the trial seems to be propelled a lot by unclear assumptions, which would be incredibly dangerous to rely in a life-or death investigation. i mean, what did mikan actually use to kill hiyoko? what did she do with said weapon afterwards? was it possible that she got blood on her clothes or any other objects around her? if so, how did she clean it and/or dispose of said evidence? that exact aspect is quite important in the first trial. how did she possibly have time to uncover hiyoko's body, break the drumstick, and seal the door in such a short amount of time? and then without anybody seeing where she came from? what was her purpose for imitating Monokuma's movie and/or mixing up the killing order in the first place? pulling off so many of the numerous highly complex aspects of those murders would be incredibly risky to her, so why would she do it with no clear reason? i mean, do we even technically know that the person imitating ibuki on the monitor was mikan? it would certainly stand to reason, but considering the numerous arbitrary complexities of that and other trials in sdr2, it wouldn't be the least bit strange if mikan got an accomplice to pull off imitating ibuki to trick hajime. it just seems to me that the game's creators put so much focus into trying to create complexity and challenge that they lost focus on creating a cohesive storyline. this can be seen numerous times throughout sdr2, but almost nowhere is it more evident than in that third trial. it's really frustrating and disappointing to be honest.

anonymous asked:

So I've seen every hp movie numerous times, and I'm finally getting around to reading the books. I've finished the first one and it was amazing. Anyway, I saw online that molly weasleys boggart is Harry, and I couldn't find anywhere explaining it. If it's not in the books then could you maybe tell me why? I have an idea of why I think it is, but I need to know! But if it's in the books then don't tell me (:

Ahh I’ve never heard of that.. there is a part in the books about her and a boggart that includes harry but I won’t spoil that for you

When Their Toddler Runs On Stage (BIG BANG)

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Author: Laymedown

T.O.P: Seunghyun’s son would be like a mini him. Once he slipped from your clutches and on to the stage, he would immediately become his dad’s shadow. Seunghyun would find it hysterical but would also be filled with pride that his son was trying his best to dance to the song he’s seen his dad rehearse numerous times.

DAESUNG: Daesung is already a dork 155% of the time, but whenever his daughter wanders her way on to the giant stage, his dorkiness would amplify tenfold. From the stuffed animals that were thrown on to the stage to toys he had stuffed in his outfit (as if he knew she would escape your hold). 

TAEYANG: It would have happened right when he started singing Eyes, Nose, Lips when his daughter ran to him. Back home he always sang this song to her, as it was her favorite. He would sit on the floor with her in his lap as the both of them rocked back and forth to the rhythm of the song.   

G.D.: When his daughter ran up on stage, he wouldn’t be fazed at all. His raps would continue to flow from his tongue (maybe skipping the more explicit parts) with a huge smile on his face as he scooped her up effortlessly. They would be sharing the same smile as the crowd screamed extra loud from the father-daughter cuteness. 

SEUNGRI: He would be the one to try and send his son back at first. He may have come across as stern or mean, but truly there were many things his son could have tripped or slipped on. When his son refused (as he was as stubborn as you sometimes), he would immediately give in and swing his son over his shoulders, continuing on with the show.  

The Contest-Part 11

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest. They are doing open casting calls all over the country. Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

A/N:  My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only Red, @oriona75 . So I’m actually telling two stories here, Jared and Y/N’s, and Sam and Gemini’s.  It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)

Characters: Reader, Best friend Nikki (OC), Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, Cliff, Emily (OC) other Supernatural cast and crew

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

When I walked on set the lighting guy, the camera guy and one of the grips were huddled in a corner laughing at something on one of their phones.  They froze as soon as they saw me.  It had to be the YouTube video again.

Nikki’s question and the guys and my subsequent reactions had been played numerous times until everyone on set had seen it.   Jared still cringed every time he saw it.  I had lived with Nikki’s complete lack of filter for most of my life so after the initial “What the HELL were you thinking?” I was over it.

We were back at work after the con, and filming was starting on the last two episodes before the winter finale.  This week we would be filming what DID happen between Sam and Gemini in his room and the fans were dying to know. There were some really interesting plot twists coming up for Gemini, and I couldn’t wait to shoot them..

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The conversations between Josh & Maya in Ski Lodge Part 2 and Lucas & Smackle in Sweet Sixteen offer an interesting compare & contrast. Josh & Lucas each have a hypothesis about Maya & Smackle’s behavior, respectively.

Lucas doesn’t immediately present his opinion to Smackle, but it is obvious he is setting her up to reveal her reasoning. It’s a foregone conclusion that he shared his beliefs with Farkle (and Zay) or at least shared that there is a deeper reason given that they are in hiding waiting for the reveal, but still no one told Smackle why they believe she flirts with Lucas or acts like he is flirting with her. Thus Lucas setting up Smackle to reveal herself but letting her state her reason herself shows that she knows exactly why she behaves the way she does. She is not influenced by anyone else’s opinions on her behavior.

In contrast, Josh tells Maya exactly what he believes about why she became Riley (an already flawed premise that has been discussed at length) before Maya can come to that conclusion on her own. In fact, he shares the idea of Maya protecting Riley with Riley first who then shares it with Maya. Thus Maya has this idea of protecting Riley already brewing in her head while she is dealing with he own confusion about everything. By the time she has the conversation with Josh, she can’t figure anything out for herself so she asks Josh what he believes and goes with his conclusion. Why? Because it gives her an out of this mess and maintains her friendship with Riley. But it’s a shaky conclusion that Maya didn’t come to herself, and one that is built on an already flawed premise. To quote Rory Gilmore “So, this whole outing was a house of sand built on a foundation of straw.”

Lucas states to Smackle what he has observed and what the audience has seen numerous times: that Smackle will act as if Lucas is flirting with her. It’s not based solely on his opinion. Nor is it colored with how he observes her behavior or what he believes. It is exactly what it is. And we the audience can back that up with what we’ve seen even if we may not be able to understand why. Nothing Lucas says contradicts what we’ve seen. That’s why it is easier to understand when Smackle tells the truth about her actions. Because what was said works with what we’ve seen.

However, while Josh says something nice about the friendship between Riley & Maya, what he claims to observe doesn’t account for everything that we’ve seen between Maya & Lucas. In fact, Josh mentions nothing about exactly how Maya & Lucas behave with each other because he hasn’t seen the majority of it for himself. He assumes that Maya’s behavior with Lucas is like Riley’s behavior with Lucas. But that just isn’t true, and can be verified by simply watching how different their interactions are. The biggest difference is in Texas: Riley sees Lucas as a hero who should prove himself while Maya sees Lucas as a person who doesn’t need to prove anything especially if it puts his life at risk. Josh’s claim of Maya losing herself to protect Riley doesn’t work because A) Riley certainly wasn’t protected with the fallout from Texas, and B) Lucas didn’t prove he was good enough for Riley by showing interest in Maya.

Lucas showed the best way to help someone is to present the facts, and let that person speak for herself/himself about her/his own feelings. One can always (and should always) ask for help, but in the end that help is only useful if you ultimately determine the reasons for yourself so that you truly understand and acknowledge your own feelings.

Panic attack. Peter Parker x stark reader

Prompt: Peter has a panic attack and doesn’t know whats wrong, but the reader (his girlfriend) knows exactly whats wrong thanks to all the times shes seen her dad (tony stark) have to go though one.

warnings: no 

Ever since Peter had come back from his torture filled stay at Hydra he hadn’t been the same; He was more alert and kept to his self.  Even the slightest movement would make him flinch, he constantly had nightmares and was extra sensitive to certain things. You tried to help him in every way you could. You would make sure not to walk on his blind side or surprise him from behind so he wouldn’t freak out, You stayed up for hours just to talk to him and remind him he was safe, and on the nights he had nightmares you would come to his room and let him snuggle into your embrace and softly comb your fingers though his hair until he fell asleep in your arms. Ever since Peter had gotten back he had been more possessive of you. No matter where you went, wither it was a coffee shop or a dark alley, he would always be holding your hand or have his arm around your waist. When you sat on the couch he would make sure you were in his arms, and when you cuddled at night he would hold on to you like he would lose you if he didn’t, That’s what your dad thought. He said Peter was probably afraid of someone taking you away from him since he had lost so much at hydra. That and you were his rock. you were what was helping him cope. You were an experienced “rock” you’d like to think. you helped your dad all the time when he had panic attacks and you kept him company when he couldn’t sleep at night. You yourself never were a really big sleeper so staying up with him or Peter really wasn’t hard. Since Peter had gotten back, He had gotten more sensitive to certain things. For one example Peter simply couldn’t take a bath and showered a lot less (but he still somehow didn’t smell). He just got really anxious when he took a shower and preferred to keep them quick and completely refused to bathe in fact he hated any contact with water. Peters doctor had tolled you they had used a type of torture on him called asphyxia meaning “to smother or drown.”  All things consider though Peter was recovering offely well; he was turning back into his old self. More smiles,more jokes, nightmare only 4 or 5 times a week, you were finally able to surprise him    with kisses again, and he would go back to school once summer was over. [ i know it’s not summer but what ever] However, today was one of his worse days in a while. 

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Misotheism Part IV

Previous Parts: Part I  Part II  Part III

Genre: Smut; Drama

Word Count: 2000ish

A/N: Sorryyy for the late update guys but school’s been torturing us and Sangria is an expert at procrastinating ;_; Let’s hope the next part comes out sooner (for Sangria’s sake) 

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It has been a few weeks since your rather forced stay at Olympus but contrary to your preconceptions, it has been somewhat enjoyable.

Not only have you been staying with Jungkook, who appears to possess all the free time in the world to spend with you, you have also been quickly learning how to defend yourself. Being an obedient student, you have had no trouble following Jungkook’s orders when he teaches you. The only problem is that you are actually beginning to enjoy his company, beginning to run out of reasons to argue with him, which, of course, brings him immense pleasure.

Unfortunately, you are only allowed to go places where Jungkook may keep watch over you, such as his house and the open grounds around it. You have never dared to complain for, despite all your bitterness, you understand; it is only for your safety, after all, that the God of War is staying so close, protecting you like a hawk. Still, the beautiful world outside beckons you, and it is only for so long that you can resist its temptation.

Although you might not be able to see it, you are still capable of smelling the salty sea breeze every time you go on a stroll in the morning, and the scent is so tempting and so good that you’ve barely been managing to remain inside, away from the source of that scent. Yet, today you have finally decided to ask him to take you there, to the ocean.

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anonymous asked:

The thing I don't get is why Noctis mourned more for a girl he barely knew, as oppose to him being over his /FATHER/'s death quickly. It confused me to no end. Also why combine the bloods or the King and Oracle?? What's the point in that??

ehhhhhh there’s a couple things i think about this that kinda explain the reaction, hold up. shoves it under a cut cus whew did i ramble. i’m sorry mobile users

also disclaimer: this is just my interpretation of what happened, maybe canon will clear things up more with blessed dlc (please square)

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