she's gotten so strong!

anonymous asked:

How do you explain that once Peridot didn't have any power and she was all "oh no i'm an era2 gem, they can't make gems like they used to omg i'm so useless" and now she can lift cars, i mean, it's like that just being on the earth had somehow did something i dunno

I honestly think that Homeworld lies to Era-2 Gems about their powers in an attempt to circumvent another rebellion in the future. 

How could “useless” Era-2 Gems with no powers stand up to the almighty Diamond Authority, right?

Her metal powers were always there, she just had to be pushed to her absolute limit in Too Short To Ride in order to find them.

As to how she’s gotten so strong now… I have to wonder if it’s thanks to Lapis helping her at some point off-screen.  I mean, Lapis is the only Gem we’ve seen who has absolutely exceptional control over an element - and she just so happens to be Peridot’s room-mate/love interest.  I personally think that this is deliberate; we even see them using their powers together in perfect harmony during The New Crystal Gems, and this is actually yet another thing that the pair of them have in common.

insight; a night at the museum fanfic

Summary: The museum exhibits remember, or in some cases, try to forget. A look into the minds of some of our beloved cast.

A/N: Do tell me if they’re too OOC. Not beta-read.


1. Octavius remembered.

He remembered being a king.

He remembered lies and bribery and clever, cunning plans, all to hold his seat on a throne that now was but dust in the wind.

He remembered his daughter.

“There are two wayward daughters that I have to put up with: the Roman commonwealth, and Julia.”

He remembered the endless wars of conquest, the countries that fell to Rome.

And he remembered the blood. There was so much blood. Blood on his hands, and his sword, and on his skin, and his own that he poured into the commonwealth and made it give back a society, intricate and balanced, like a clockwork doll-

He hadn’t been a good person. A good king, maybe, but not a good person. Too arrogant, too cold, too hungry for the whole world.

Perhaps it was not a punishment that he woke as a figurine in a children’s diorama, as he had initially thought. After all, here he had friends, adventure, entertainment, and a beloved companion.

Jedediah’s eyes were so blue in the moonlight. The memories of the sun, which he saw as he dreamed, paled in comparison.

Maybe, this was Jupiter giving him a second chance.

2. Sacagawea felt…confined.

As a child, she had ran free on the grass under the undying sun - and despite what Teddy said, it had been her. Who cared if her new body had been made in a factory? It was her.

Anyway, she felt trapped. Childhood had been nothing but freedom, and too spend her years in a glass cage with two men who had been reduced to squabbling infants - well, she thought she might just crawl out of her own polyurethane skin and go haunt the museum director’s nightmares for keeping her locked in a place where she couldn’t feel rain on her skin or wind in her hair.

The worst thing about resurrection, though, was that she’d been brought back without her babies.

Touissant, Lizette, Jean-Baptiste. Her darling children, so strong and brave.

She hadn’t gotten to see them grow old. Her babies were gone, gone into the dark, and she was still here. A mother wasn’t supposed to outlive her children.

She couldn’t tell Teddy that, when facing Kahmunrah, and seeing his gate into death, she’d barely been able to stop herself from going through.

First a glass box, now a museum, and one magic doorway keeping her from seeing her babies again.

Was everything in her life trying to lock her away?

3. On the good days, Jedediah is just a cowboy building a railway in the name of Manifest Destiny. Life is filled with adventures and fights with the Romans. He doesn’t need to remember.

On the bad days, Jedediah hides in the corner of his exhibit and tries to not let on that he’s having flashbacks to the gunshot wound that tore his insides open and the water that filled his lungs and dragged him down into death as he struggled like a helpless doll. He remembers what Manifest Destiny is really about. He remembers finding his companions killed for attacking an Indian tribe, he remembers disease, and -

- he remembers the sun.

The first night he remembered who he used to be, and discovered what he’d become, he almost walked out to greet the dawn.

Memories are bad, evil, wicked, and cruel. Being just a cowboy is so much easier. Maybe that means he’s yellow. He doesn’t care. Memories overwhelm him like the water and hurt like the shotgun.

On bad days, he remembers, and drowns.

On good days, he forgets, and stays afloat.

And than Kahmunrah puts him in the hourglass, and he’s drowning all over again.

4. Teddy’s just a doll.

He knows that.

That doesn’t make it easy.

He’s just a doll, meant to entertain and instruct. His life is a false thing, his memories someone else’s. He is not a hero. Teddy Roosevelt is.

And then Larry comes along, and he feels like maybe he can be a hero after all.

5. Larry is a deadbeat.

Can’t hold a job, can’t care for his kid, can’t invent shit - what’s the point? He’s never amounted to much. On some days, it’s easy to remember only that. But then he sees the lights in his son’s eyes when he tells him about the newest cool job he has, and he finds it in him to try again.

And then he meets a gorgeous man named Ahkmenrah, and a museum full of people that he’s a hero to, and the future looks brighter than evet.

6. Ahkmenrah knows he is somewhat of an outsider in the museum.

Oh, make no mistake - he’s well-loved, and never ostracized, but there’s this little space between him and the other exhibits. He is a king, and they are not. They have the memories of ruling, some of them, but he sat on the throne himself. He is the only flesh-and-blood person, and they are not.

The night guards told them to keep him locked away in the crushing dark of his coffin, and they did.

He understands, really. He might have been a threat. Wise to keep all threats where they couldn’t hurt you. If only he had done that with Kahmunrah.

But he cannot forget that they left him in there, and he cannot forgive completely, no matter how much he tries. Always on his mind is the thought that if they wanted to, they could lock him in the coffin again.

However, he feels safe with Larry.

Safe is a foreign feeling. In his father’s court he was not safe, and as king he was not safe. He might be safe now, but he cannot let his guard down. Except with Larry, who freed him after only three days, who battled his wicked brother, who offers him unconditional support, and love.

One day, Larry will go into the Duat to be judged by Ammit and Osiris. But for now…

…Ahkmenrah can let Larry make him feel safe.

So since the first season, Emma Swan has:

  1. learned to control and use her magic
  2. fought a giant and won
  3. duelled Captain Hook and won
  4. faced off against Cora and came out on top
  5. saved Storybrooke from destruction together with Regina
  6. accepted her role as Savior
  7. overcome her self-doubt and instinct to run away, to the point where she is now determined to be a real parent to her son and would no longer let anyone try to push her aside or scare her off
  8. gained the confidence to declare herself the leader and take on the responsibility that comes with the territory, as opposed to shying away from every hint of responsibility and needing to be talked into it
  9. fought Peter Pan and won
  10. gone from insisting that she can’t save anyone, to being determined to save everyone she can, and acting accordingly because she knows she can
  11. fought Zelena and won - with the help of people she’s come to trust
  12. killed Cruella De Vil
  13. learned how to properly wield a sword
  14. took on the Dark One’s curse to save Regina and everyone else
  15. resisted embracing the Dark One’s curse, something that takes an enormous amount of mental and emotional fortitude
  16. learned to trust other people to help her, rather than needing to do everything herself, something that also takes a lot of strength and confidence

But she’s less badass now than she was in season 1? Please.

If you think about it, sharpay had every right to get annoyed at Gabriella and Troy; she had gone through high school with the guarantee of the main part in the school musical which seems to be her main strong point then Gabriella comes to the school, takes away the boy she’s had her eyes on for years, takes EVERY part in EVERY school musical that she would’ve gotten otherwise even though Gabriella has so many other strong points.

Our Little Fights

“Oi, Shrimp. I wanna go on a mission or somethin’.” Gajeel growled. All day he had been watching Levy read book after book, it was amazing how fast she could read.

“Not now Gajeel, I wanna finish this series first.” She said, not even looking up at him.

“Well how many more book yah got?”


Gajeel looked at her with a blank expression. She had to be joking.

“Yer kidding me right?” he said standing up and stretching, “That means we would have to wait till tomorrow.”.

“Mhm.” she mumbled, her face still glued to her novel.

“You can kiss my ass.” he mumbled back, walking up behind her in her chair.

As he got closer he could see her beautiful face, he could see the way her eyes quickly read the words of the novel, he could see her emotions change to the words. Something exciting must be happening, because her eyes where wide with joy.

“Alrighty Shrimp, lets go!”. The tall man grabbed the book from her grasp and held it in the air.

“Gajeel give it back!” Levy squealed. She reached up toward the book, giving Gajeel an angry expression.

He smirked back at her, she had the cutest angry face.

“Yah gonna make me?” He said smiling down at her.

Levy quickly stood up on the chair and reached for the chair, “Damn it Gimme!” the small woman yelled. Her hand was just in reach of the book, about an inch away. She reached and reached, but it wasnt enough.

“Whats wrong Shorty, dont you want yer book back?” he laughed.

She looked down from the book and into his eyes. Their noses so close the could almost touch. Levy could feel her cheeks turning red, and she watch as Gajeels smirk got more intense. She wouldnt let him win.

The tiny girl jumped down from her chair and stood infront of the tall strong man. She crossed her arms and examined him. Then an idea hit her.

“You have 3 seconds to give it back.” she said sternly.

“Gehe, or what Shrimp?” he laughed in response.

“Fine. 1.” she started tapping her foot.

“What yah gonna do Shorty?”, his laughter countinued.

“2.”, her foot starting tapping faster, her anger rising.

Gajeel was still laughing.

“3.”. Her foot stopped tapping, her arms fell to her sides, anger burned in her eyes.

“Im waiting! What are you-”

He was quickly cut off my her foot attacking his shin with great force.

“Shit!” he yelled, grabbing his now bruising shin.

He thought that hurt.

Before he realised, she was running at him at full speed. He tried to dodge, but her foot was in his chest already. With great power, she kicked the breath right out of him. Gajeel violently flew unto the sofa he had been laying on for hours, landing on his back, still gasping for his breath.

“What the hell Shrimp?!” he yelled at her, but his anger faded quickly. He felt his heart warm up seeing the pride in her eyes.

“Hahaha! I did it! i beat you I beat you I beat you!” She jumped around in circles with a big smile on her face.

“Gehe, I guess you did.” he laughed. She had gotten so strong, and he was so proud of her.

He watched as she danced around with pride and kicked some invisible person…

“So can I read now?” she asked happily.

Gajeel jumped, now realizing he had been staring. Even so, he couldnt say no to such a happy face, and he was secretly to scared to say no because he didnt want the shit beaten out of him again, but she couldnt know that.

“Hmpf, fine, but yah gotta to sit over here.” he pointed to the end of sofa.


“Because I wanna be near yah.”

He watched as her face got a light red and her eyes where wide with surprise, like when she was reading her novel.

“F-Fine.” Levy studdered. She made her way to the oposite side of the sofa where his feet where laying. She pushed his feet towards him and out of the way and sat down.

“Now may I have my book back please?” She asked with her “puppy eyes”.

When she reached out, Gajeel saw his chance. He quickly grabbed her hand and pulled himself down the sofa to her.

“What are you-”

This time Levy was cut off, but by his lips meeting hers. She was surprised at first, but then closed her eyes and deepend the kiss. His hand went to her cheek, pulling her in closer to deepen the kiss even more. It was a passionate kiss, they both had such a strong love for each other. But Levy really wanted to finish that book.

She opened one of her eyes to see her book laying in his lap. She had her hand hovering above it when she pulled her lips away from his, “I love you.”. “Love you too,” he said with a smile, but when he leaned back in for another kiss, his lips meet a hard surface. He opened his eyes to a shiny book cover.

His surprised face was priceless.

“Im gonna read now, kay?” she said with a smirk.

“Gehe, fine fine, you win.” he laughed, giving her one last peck on her check before laying using her lap as a pillow.

“Have fun readin’ Shrimp.” he said as he buried his face in her lap, it was his favorite way to take a nap.

“Have sweet dreams, Iron head.” She laughed as she opened her book, finding the place she left off at.

Welp, That was my first fanfic ever! Im really scared about this so hope yall enjoy!

Newt x reader: I would stand in the dark for you

First fic in a long time so that’s why it’s really short. Requests are open for Fantastic Beasts. In this one reader is suffering through a loss and is barreling depression and Newt doesn’t know what to do other than to be there and support her. I have manic depression and have recently been in this state myself. Sometimes all we need is someone to tell us that they are there for us and hold our hand. Hopefully you’ll enjoy.
Warning: depression. Idk that can be too personal for some people
This was inspired by Natasha Pierre and the great comet of 1812 and the two songs “Sonya alone” and the dialogue from “Pierre and Natasha” ————————————————-

Her body dangled off the bed gently as she buried her (h/c) head into the pillow. Often she has been staring off in the distance and her sentences become shorter and shorter until she made no more sound. (Name)’s chapped hand rested on the pillow in front of her. Newt sat at the edge of the bed and gently took the smaller hand and rubbed the knuckles with his thumb. He didn’t know what to say. He never did usually around (name) but with the recent loss hanging in her head, she has gotten worse and worse. She was so strong and free willed, but he knew that the strongest carry deep secrets.

The clock in the kitchen ticked away seconds marking the third day (name) has not spoken any words or responded to anyone. Newt slowly makes his way to the kitchen as he fills a glass with water. He goes back in the room to see (name) staring out the window with small tears rolling down her cheek. Newt rushes to her side and wraps a blanket around her shivering arms. Newt wiped away her tears.
“It wasn’t your fault. You have to know that”.
(Name) shook her head and looked down at the blanket around her.
“You need to drink” Newt pressed the glass to her lips and tilted it back. He looked down to give her privacy then met his eyes with (name)’s (e/c) ones.
“Why are you doing this?” (Name) chocked out for the first time in days. Newt put down the glass and thought very clear about what he wanted to say.
“I’m not trying to fix you or make you better by force” Newt paused. He made sure he was very careful with what he wanted to say. “I know you are capable of anything. I..I know you just might run away. I know you could throw yourself over. But I won’t let you. And I remember your sisters and I’ll always remember all of your kindness. And if I never sleep again. I’d still always be by your side. I want to help. Or at least make things easier. I would stand in the dark for you or even right out side your door. I will protect your name and your heart. Because I miss my friend. ” Newt paused before continuing.
“And if I were.. If I were not myself, but the smartest, brightest, best man on earth, I would rewrite time it’s self and the universe and re arrange the stars just so I could see you smile again. We would travel the world and write the most fantastic stories and you’d be in every single page. I’d make time stop and freeze us in the most wonderful moment. And I would ask you for your hand… And for your love.”
Newt became confused and flustered. He didn’t speak anymore. (Name) began to weep tears of joy and tears of thanks. She slowly began to smile and wrap her arms around Newt.
He spoke again, “I’m so sorry this all happened. I just wish I could make it better.” Newt began to rub her back and (name) finally was able to get out the last of her crys into his chest before falling asleep for the first time in days.

I’m sorry but did you see the video of perrie crying? That wasn’t fake. That’s the kind of crying that sneaks up on you, and you think you’re okay and that you’re going to be able to hold it together and then suddenly your throat is tight and you can’t breathe and your sobbing when you try to. I’m not surprised people are being rude, but I’m disappointed. Story of my life on tumblr.

I’m just amazed she’s put on a brave face and gotten through as much as she has. She is so strong to go through this during a promo tour, in the public eye all the time. She says she is good, and she probably is, but anyone whose been through a breakup after a really serious relationship knows these moments sneak up on you and they hurt.

Chapter 420 Thoughts

I like that they are showing us with a map where our trio is traveling. It makes things easier to follow. And ha! So Lucy DID train ohoho. ^_~

 I bet she has gotten really strong like she said, and Mashima is totally saving the reveal for a future chapter to show how much she’s improved. Considering how confident she was when Natsu challenged her, I really believe Mashima is implying she could hold her own, even against Natsu to some extent. 

Funny how Natsu lost interest in fighting her though. Poor Lucy. ^^’ And lols about Natsu wanting to destroy the clock tower again. I feel bad, because I’m not sure when he had destroyed it the first time around? 

I also found it interesting that Lucy was saying she really hadn’t tracked everyone down, but also she said that other people did join guilds besides Wendy. I can totally see Erza joining Mermaid Heel, and I saw others mention Mira and Lisanna being in Blue Pegasus because of Jenny and that makes sense to me. Maybe Cana went to “Quadro Puppy Cerberus?” She seemed to get along well with those guys, and the Baccana shipper in me would be pleased hee!

 I don’t think Gray and Juvia would have joined anywhere, though, because the only place that makes sense for them would be Lamia Scale, and they are obviously not there. I much prefer them doing their own thing if they are together.

I don’t know why, but I really enjoyed seeing Lyon again. I guess I really missed him, and didn’t realize it, but he looked really smexy in this chapter hee! I always liked the fact that his ice magic moves on it’s own. Also, eyebrows dude really needs to trim those, because they just keep getting even more ridiculous. 

As for Wendy and Chelia, I read the spoilers, so I was none too surprised by her situation, but I loled at Natsu’s reaction. “The dark side” indeed. 

And as for Carla, I’m a little confused. Can she transform into a humanoid looking cat like Panther Lily does, or a human with cat features? Because she has TWO sets of ears, so I’m thinking the latter, which I don’t understand. She looks adorable, though, and if Happy can learn to do that, too, I’ll be shipping Cappy a lot harder haha. 

Also, we’ve got a set of bad guys stirring up trouble, so hopefully we’ll be able to see Lucy’s new power in the next chapter, but judging from the title, probably not, since it’ll focus on Wendy’s power up instead. Like I said, Mashima is probably saving the reveal on Lucy.

Also, the Gruvia shipper in me wants them to talk to Lyon, so I hope that happens next chapter. Even if he doesn’t know where Gray is, maybe some hint will come up from him, or Lucy who hasn’t divulged all her info on people’s locations just yet. 

All in all, I like seeing what everyone has been up to, and seeing Lucy and Natsu together like old times, and off on an adventure to track everyone down. It’s a nice breather arc thus far after all the intense Tartarus stuff.

embulalia  asked:

*KICKS DOWN YOUR DOOR* Hhere is a second title that could do with some fic-ing: "Hey, the Inside of this Trunk Sure is Dark"

man oh man, that sure is a title that bodes well for all participating characters!  no way this will end badly for anyone involved!

The car sped over a pothole, jolting everything in the vehicle upwards by about two inches. Under usual circumstances, that fact would have been negligible.

Unfortunately for him, two inches counted for… quite a bit when it came to small enclosed spaces. Especially one as small, as enclosed as - say, the trunk of a moving car.

…He wished he was being hypothetical.

The old man took in a quick breath as his right shoulder banged hard onto the inside of the trunk lid, sending a jolt of sudden pain through his body. With the slightest of hesitations, he opened his eyes and squinted into the darkness.

Keep reading




Honestly I feel like Mashima just cares too much about all of the main characters and that’s why he hasn’t killed any of them yet XD

Besides, they’ve been close to death many times before and yet still managed to come back, I just know that Gajeel will surely come back and him and Levy will get married and make some adorable twin babies

Now let’s all take a moment to forget that Gajeel just essentially died before our eyes, and look at this moment…




"It just got stuck", a Hiccstrid one-shot

For this and more, check out my collection of one-shots “That’s for everything else” :)


“The Council is dismissed”

Astrid stopped in the doorway of of Council Room hearing Hiccup’s voice. She watched the men make their way out, some nodding in approval, some muttering under their breaths.

They bowed slightly seeing her and she nodded politely at each of them.

When they were all out she could finally see her boyfriend.

He had his back to the door and was looking intently at the big fireplace.

She wrapped her furs around her body more and approached him silently.

He must had been lost in his thoughts because he jumped a bit when she embraced him from behind.

“Hey” she whispered hiding her face beetween his shoulder blades.

“Hey” he said, but there was no emotion in his voice as he caressed her hands on his chest absentmindedly.

She tried to ignore the strange feeling she had been carrying with her for days.

He was acting in an odd way, he was always lost in his train of thoughts, he barely paid attention to her or even tried to have some alone time with her.

Her rational part told her it was just the stress fro being chief and all, but another part, pushed her to think about much more terrible situations.

Sure it was a tiny part of her mind, but it was the one she was leaning on the most.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Mh mh” was all he answered.

She sighed heavily and stepped back abruptly.

He turned around and looked at her. His green eyes were circled and his face was a little paler than usual.

“What?” he asked.

What?” she hissed.

“Yes what?”

She laughed bitterly “After all these days you still have the nerve to ask me what?!”

He rolled his eyes, as if he would have done anything else but be there with her “Tell me your problem, Astrid”

“Problem?” she yelled “No! You tell me your problem!”

He blinked “I don’t-”

“Oh yes you know what I’m talking about! For the past five days you’ve been avoiding me and when I come to you you just look like the last thing on earth you want to do is being with me!”

“That’s not-”

“And maybe it would be nice to know what’s wrong with you, you know? Since I’m the one person who's always there for you! I get it if you don’t want to be with me anymore, but at least be a man and tell me!”

His eyes were wide “Astrid I don’t-”

“-want to be with me anymore, okay”

She turned on her heels and stormed off.

Just as she was pushing the door open she felt him grab her arm and in a split of second she was trapped in his strong arms.

Damn, when had he gotten so many muscles?!

“It’s not what you think” he pleaded.

“It’s not what you think!” she mocked him “Typical break-up line”

“What- NO!”

She struggled in his arms “Let me go, please. Seriously it’s no big deal, Hiccup!”

“Yes it is!” he almost sounded panicked.

He let her go and when she could breath again he was on his left knee.

“Damn pockets” he muttered pulling a little cloth from his suit.

She gasped loudly when he removed it, showing a bracelet.

“Hic, I-”

“I was preparing a big speech to ask you to become my wife” he explained awkwardly “And I spent every night in the forge to make this, so I’m sorry if I acted weird. I was a bit off because… I thought you would say… no?”

She rolled her eyes and punched his arm “Ow! Why is there always violence when it comes to you?” he whined.

She grimaced “That was for thinking I could ever say no to you”

His smile grew “So that’s a… yes?”

She tried not to laugh at his silly smirk “Are you gonna give me that?” she asked.

“Oh! Yeah yeah sure of course here I’ll-”



“Shut up”


His hands trembled as he put the bracelet on her slender wrist. It was beautiful.

It looked like two chains interwined, but a closer look revealed it was Toothless’ and Stormfly’s silhouttes interwined.

He looked up. His face was red and Astrid smiled at him lovingly.

Then she said “Well, this is the part where you stand up, take me in your arms and kiss me passionately”

He blushed even more “I would like to, milady, believe me. But…”

“But what?” she frowned.

He swallowed under her piercing gaze “It just… got stuck”


“The prosthetic… it got stuck”

He smiled at her, embrassed and she threw her hands in the hair “It never happened! Why would it get stuck NOW?!”


She looked down to see he was kneeling on his fake leg.

“What a dork” she muttered rolling her eyes.

She kneeled in front of him and took his face in her hands gently “But I love you anyway”

He smirked and kissed her.

Just as their lips touched they heard a click! and jumped apart.

“Oh, look!” Hiccup exclaimed “It’s readjusted!”