somebody make up a plot for this

squid’s laws of fic (not inclusive)

first law: write the fic you wish to see in the world aka goddammit do I have to do everything myself around here

second law: it’s going to be longer than you think. much longer. hahaha so long. why are you crying 

third law: the time spent writing is inversely proportional to the amount of smut present, dammit

fourth law: flesh out your secondary characters. make them real people. have them take over. oh god. put them back. somebody please help 

fifth law: the time spent researching canon is directly proportional to the amount of time you’ll spend altering your plot. that one person on the internet 

sixth law: the time spent researching in general will eclipse the time you spend writing. the nsa agent monitoring your internet search history is curled up in a corner. his boss wants to know if you’re a threat. “I don’t know,” the agent sobs. “I just really don’t know.” 

seventh law: at some point, someone will ask what your favorite hobby is. you will feign a heart attack to get away

Crash & Burn

THANK YOU FOR 1,000 FOLLOWERS! I actually reached it on Lance’s birthday, but I was posting something else to celebrate for that, so here’s my celebratory fic for this.

I don’t know why writing AUs has been my jam lately, but I… decided it’s been too long since I threw some angst your way. So… the majority of my upcoming writing is angsty. Oops. This is the first of two parts, by the way, and it’s a college AU unrelated to my others. Catch it on AO3 if you prefer to read stuff there all my other writing goes up there, too.

Summary: When Keith’s car breaks down, he has to resort to calling Lance to help him out, since everyone else is busy. Keith is suprised that Lance is actually willing to help, but then… he doesn’t show up.

Or the one where Lance gets into a car accident while coming to help Keith, and it’s actually not his fault.

Keith was beginning to think that the universe hated him.

Sure, everybody gets bad luck, but his life was just getting ridiculous at this point.

Of course the car had to break down. Keith was only using it because his motorcycle had stopped working last week, so the old pickup was all he had. And of course everyone else was busy. Then again, that’s why he’d chosen to run errands that night. Because all his friends had plans.

Keep reading

Caught by your linen eyes, let them fool

This is for the lovely and incomparable @inbetweenwars, who, when they heard that I’ve been too sick to work and couldn’t manage to buy @essiecorking‘s fanbook, ‘an invincible love’, offered to buy me it as a gift. I’ve truly never met another person willing to do something so selfless for somebody they’ve never met, and only to cheer me up and bring happiness that they won’t benefit from, so due to the fact that they will not take payment of any kind, here is a small kagehina fic dedicated to them <333 I feel it’s not enough to convey my endless gratitude and how touched I am by your actions, but nevertheless.

This is the promised third year kagehina, as they discuss the future and finally realise their dumb feelings for one another. I call it ‘fluff without plot’, which translates as FWP, which also sounds like a noise Hinata would make.

2K, teen & up audiences <33

Title from a beautiful song, Colourway by Novo Amor

“How do you think we’ll see each other?” Hinata asks, after he’s taken out the ice lolly from his mouth with a loud, sloppily satisfying slurp.

Kageyama turns his head on the grass, his own lollipop freezing in mid-air as he frowns over at Hinata. “What do you mean?” He asks. “We’re seeing each other right now, dumbass.”

Hinata tsks in the back of his throat, something he’s taught himself to do in order to appear more authoritative to the first years. “No, bakageyama.” He sighs, long-suffering, as if he’s dealing with another one of the new recruits that Hinata has to teach how to catch a ball. “How do you think we’ll see one another when we’re older?”

Keep reading

If you idolise 13 reasons why. Unfollow me. Bye. That show romanticises and lives on the stereotype of teenagers with mental health issues. As if we are depressed fucks, and our suicides are a cry of revenge. The main character herself Hannah fucking makes tapes to make the people who once hurt her practically regret their existence. In reality people who hurt you, unless they were complete psychopaths would have remorse or regrets of their actions, even if you don’t think so, or know it. Hannah doesn’t understand the extent of making her suicide as an act of revenge and those stupid tapes she made, blaming people for her death. This could lead to the ‘bad characters’ of the show themselves to develop or worsen their mental health issues, maybe they would attempt suicide; affecting their immediate and wider communal institutions such as their school. In reality people who commit suicide feel completely isolated, and they take on everyone’s problems. Not blame people for their problems. Mental health issues are far more complex than the show portrays. And hello? It’s a show??? It’s obviously never going to be a reflection of true reality. There’s profiting and a fan base based on a show about a girl who plots revenge through her suicide and tapes. There are memes popping up?!
If you sit down and thought about somebody you knew who committed suicide, and imagine their suicide was an act of revenge, and they made tapes to everyone who hurt them; you would fucking realise it’s fucked up and unrealistic. Also the show makes out as if romance solves everything? It alludes to if Clay ever loved Hannah she would have never killed herself. Romance is never a solution. Romance is an addition to life. Romance does not just solve suicide quick and easy?
Stay fucking woke my friends. Realise this show does not ‘show the reality of mental health
issues’, it only profits off the stereotypes.

Mental health is far more complex than we think, and what we are presented. Edit; it’s just important to me people understand why this show is terrible, in my opinion. I have been through stuff. I have friends who have, and continue to go through issues. I’ve seen the consequences of mental health issues, and experienced some. I want people to know this show is unrealistic, and things are definitely far more complex in reality. I come from an Asian culture that doesn’t really acknowledge mental health issues, and treats it as almost an abnormality. But I’m born and raised in Australia where mental health awareness though quite strong, can still be improved upon. I don’t want fellow millennials to believe this show is a realistic depiction, I want them to realise when things get tough, and when they go through issues or if they ‘relate too much’ to the show; there is help that is accessible and should be seeked. Taking your life is your own choice, nobody forces you to do so, and it never should be an act of revenge.
Supergirl: Will Lena Luthor turn on the Girl of Steel?

Lena Luthor might finally be forced to decide whether she falls on the side of good or evil during Monday’s episode of Supergirl.

While Kara (Melissa Benoist) and Maggie (Floriana Lima) desperately try to save Alex (Chyler Leigh) after the elder Danvers sister is kidnapped, Lena (Katie McGrath) will weigh an interesting proposal brought forth by vengeful Daxamite Queen Rhea (Teri Hatcher), kicking off a multi-episode story line that goes deeper than just two potential villains aligning.

After Mon-El (Chris Wood) disavowed his family, Rhea has returned to Earth determined to make Supergirl pay. It appears Rhea might be aiming to exploit a wounded Lena, who previously turned on her own mother Lillian Luthor (Brenda Strong) and subsequently lost her former love Jack Spheer (Rahul Kohli) — both ultimately because of Supergirl.

“What’s interesting about it is Rhea has got her master plan and she obviously does not come in peace,” executive producer Andrew Kreisberg tells EW. “But what’s interesting to us as writers, and what I think Teri and Katie do so beautifully in their story line together, is Lena’s lost her father, she’s lost her brother, now she’s lost Jack. She’s desperate for a mother to come along and help her, protect her, and take care of her; obviously, Lillian is not that person. Then along comes Rhea, who is offering to be this guide, this mentor, and this supporter, and somebody who is truly proud of Lena and truly cares about her. Lena is uniquely vulnerable to what Rhea is offering.”

But Rhea might also find solace in this potential new partnership. “By the same token, Rhea has been rejected by her child,” Kreisberg says. “So as much as Rhea has her ulterior motives, in Lena, she’s looking at the daughter she never had, because this is somebody who is smart, creative, and looks up to her. While there is the grander plot and scheming going on, you really have a daughter who needs a mother and a mother who needs a child. That’s what makes their pairing together so interesting and nuanced.”

Supergirl airs Mondays at 8 p.m. ET on The CW.

Supergirl: Lena Luthor And Rhea Form Mother-Daughter Like Relationship

We’ve been waiting all season for Lena Luthor (Katie McGrath) to turn to the dark side, and after the loss of Jack Spheer – her former boyfriend of two years, who she still harbored feelings for – in the previous episode, it appears as though Lex’s sister now has ice coursing through her veins.

“When Lex was arrested, my mother was there,” a grieving Lena told Kara. “My mother saw her son, dragged bleeding and raving from her house. And when I got there, Lillian was tidying his room like he’d been away on a business trip. …That’s how I feel. Cold and calm. Until I think about Beth dying in jail, and then I feel warm for a minute.” She added,  Loss does strange things to my family and I have lost a lot of people… I think when I feel things again I… I’m gonna be very, very afraid .. of the person I might be.“

Making matters worse, Queen Rhea (Teri Hatcher) – Mon-El’s diabolical mother – showed up at Lena’s office and told the emotionally-vulnerable CEO of L-Corp that she has a business proposition for her. Of course, it won’t be strictly business between the two. Rhea will be the mother Lena never had.

“What’s interesting about it is Rhea has got her master plan and she obviously does not come in peace,” executive producer Andrew Kreisberg told EW. “But what’s interesting to us as writers, and what I think Teri and Katie do so beautifully in their story line together, is Lena’s lost her father, she’s lost her brother, now she’s lost Jack. She’s desperate for a mother to come along and help her, protect her, and take care of her; obviously, Lillian is not that person. Then along comes Rhea, who is offering to be this guide, this mentor, and this supporter, and somebody who is truly proud of Lena and truly cares about her. Lena is uniquely vulnerable to what Rhea is offering.”

The relationship works both ways. Lena will be the like daughter Rhea never had. “By the same token, Rhea has been rejected by her child,” Kreisberg explained. “So as much as Rhea has her ulterior motives, in Lena, she’s looking at the daughter she never had, because this is somebody who is smart, creative, and looks up to her. While there is the grander plot and scheming going on, you really have a daughter who needs a mother and a mother who needs a child. That’s what makes their pairing together so interesting and nuanced.”


No strangers on the Golden Eagle (Snowbaz)

AU where Simon and Baz do not get together in their years at Watford. Simon stayed together with Agatha. However fate leads to the oddest of places in the world for soulmates to reunite.


Everything felt wrong. Everything was wrong.

I looked up at the ceiling of my compartment and enjoyed the silence. It has been so long since I have got a chance to sit somewhere no one is talking to me. No one is staring at me and demanding me to answer.
I have been trying so hard but I just ended up failing. Images fall in front of me. Failing to take down the Humdrum again and again. Agatha kicking me out of her place. She told that we were either going to get married or fall apart, she said that she had to make the better decision for both of us. I think I must have become sort of twisted in my own sense and that I completely agree with her. I didn’t argue, I just silently agree with her. I left without saying anything to her. There was nothing I needed to say and everything I wanted to say would have only upset her further. If she was the one leaving, I wouldn’t chase after her.

I have no plan so here I am. I am 24 with less than a plan for life. I searched where to get away from it all and my search has lead me to the longest train railway. It is called the trans-Siberian railway. It cuts through all of Russia. It takes 9 days to travel it all but I will be going for 15 days as I will be stopping in some of the more memorable places. The most promising thing for me was the promise of spending days with little outside your window that trees and rivers. Maybe I will find out what to do next somewhere there. If not, I have a cool experience behind me.


I have been called dramatic a couple of times in my life. Even overly dramatic sometimes. I have no idea where such grand conclusions have been drawn out. All I am planning to do is kill myself at the east of Russia, where no one will find me and if they do, no one will identify me and let my family know.

Lost. That is how my family think of me and I like that. But I cannot go out simply, I took the Golden Eagle’s Imperial compartment. The most luxurious train around. Why not drink myself to insanity in the privacy of a nice room and a private toilet to throw up in. I carefully organized for no traces that I am taking this trip is found.

I sit on my bed in my compartment and trouble myself with a simple question enough as should I take off my suit before drinking or not bother. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my door. It was a lady with a dining cart, offering tea, coffee, and other warm drinks. I have been learning Russian for a while so I do not have trouble talking to her. She turned out painfully chatty and I couldn’t get rid of her with a simple ‘no’.

At that moment a young man exits the compartment next to mine and the world stops.
I could recognize him from just his hair. That bronze mess of hair atop of his head. I could spot a mole on the back of his neck. I would have been able to tell even if I hadn’t spotted him. His scent fills the wagon.

It has been so long but it is really him. Now. A few steps away from me.

Simon Snow.


I leave my compartment to go to the dining cart. I am extremely hungry and just want to have a proper meal. Or get drunk because just the thought of falling asleep right now feels like a chore. A lady pushed me with a cart full of drinks and I keep walking forward.

I had planned to zone out complete and just forget myself. Yet in the instant when I felt like the world will just spin apart from me, I am grounded by the most familiar voice ever. “Well look who it is… if it isn’t the Chosen One.” I stopped stupidly in my tracks. I turned around to make sure I didn’t hallucinate. I did not need to turn around to know that the voice belonged to the one and only, Tyrannus Basilton Grimm Pitch. And in a fucking suit to top it all off.

I feel the same rush that I usually used to get when I would see him back in school. A mix of frustration and nervous butterflies in my stomach. He always had that effect on people. “Baz,” I say lamely. I am oddly happy to see him. Maybe it has been all the years we were apart and seeing him brings back good memories of Watford.

“Of all the people in the entire world I have expected to have been caught by here, you were the absolute last person I could have expected.” The way he phrased it caught me off guard. I can’t catch Agatha’s clear hints when she coughs and clears her throat but I cannot ignore a single word he says even years after.
“Caught by?” I ask him. “Are you on the run from somebody?” He grins and walks over to me. With him up closer, I realize he sort of smells the same way, it reminds me of our old room. “Oh Snow. Never changing, I see. Still assuming that I am plotting and up to no good?” He presents me with that malicious smirk of his. I can’t help but smile. It has been a while since I did and Baz was the last person who would have tried to make me smile, but he did. “Well, are you up to good?” I ask.

He laughs. I have heard him laugh many times but this felt much more kind hearted. I feel so much less empty than I did before but the butterflies are still there. It was frustrating that six years have passed and he is still significantly taller than me. “You’ve fucking caught me, Snow. Indeed I am up to no good. I plan to ruin my liver tonight by getting savagely drunk.”


I felt lost and found at the same time. All it took was to have him look at me and here I am. Putty in his hands. “You are planning to get drunk tonight?” He asks me. God. I’ve missed his voice. I have been obsessed with hs voice ever since it changed at the age of 13. I always loved his accent. He would rarely speak when we were young but he still had a unique accent. It was a mix of proper received pronunciation and Cockney, that he got from growing up around East London. “Absolutely. I have packed enough for 15 days so I hope to get through it all in one night.” I feel like actually chugging the 30 bottles of alcohol I have in one night after this encounter.

“Do you need help?”

I drank blood just a few hours prior so I felt a blush creep up on my cheeks. “You want to join me?”
“I would love to.”
I cannot help but laugh again. It has been forever since I last laughed and he already made me laugh more than I did the whole year. “Since when did you get so snappy?”
“Since I cannot stand being sober. I was going to the dining cart to help myself to a bottle of vodka.”
“Well, luckily for you, that is most of what I have. That and cranberry juice. You will fucking owe me, Snow.”
“Bring it.”

I don’t know what the fuck happened but I have never expected this to happen of all things that could have. I got glasses and we started drinking. After we had finished the cranberry juice, we started mixing the vodka with coke. We would laugh about random things that happened back in school. Oh all the stupid memories, it seemed too stupid for us, despite how drunk we were getting.

It was when we started to get low on coke did I start thinking about kissing him. I could completely blame it on the alcohol tomorrow morning when we are two hung over pieces of road kill that rolled from the bed onto the floor. We gave up on the glasses and would sip both from both bottles, a teasing indirect kiss that drove me insane. I kept on looking at his lips when he would look down, which he would do quite a lot when he got drunk. Very soon, he finished the coke and threw aside the plastic bottle. The was a few mouth fulls in the other bottle.

He wanted to say something but just hiccuped and we laughed.
“You are going to hate me so much when we wake up tomorrow,” I tell him. I really want to kiss him right now. I am considering opening about opening another bottle and drinking it straight. Maybe Snow won’t be so straight at the end of the bottle.
He does not respond to me for a moment. “I won’t.”
“Huh?” I must be too drunk and my brain is going stupid on me. But I just stupidly want to make out with him. No… I shouldn’t. He will honestly hate me in the morning. Maybe I will indulge on the last day here with him. Before ending things. What a way to go. Crossing off what is at the top of your bucket list.

Snow rubs his eyes and finally says “Fuck it.”
He chugs the rest of the vodka and throws the bottle at the garbage can, causing it to fall over. I turn my attention from the bin back to him and he grabs me by my neck and kisses me.

My eyes slowly flutter close as I enjoy what I wanted for so long. The kiss was a mess. Sloppy. Wet. Messy. He tasted bitter of alcohol. He was too rough for my taste. I have been with people who wanted to do right by me and kissed me more carefully and less drunk. Yet here I am, enjoying the best I’ve ever had.
It got deeper and messier. He pulled me closer by my waist and hair. I tangle my fingers in his curls and pull to get a good moan from him. He fought back by biting and sucking on my lower lip. He moved lower to my neck and one would think that he was the vampire with how he just went for it. I wrap my leg around him and he pulls me down on the bed.

And because all sexual fantasies are bollocks, we fall asleep just like that because we were just that drunk.


In the morning afternoon, I drag myself painfully to the dining cart. Baz was waiting for me at a table for two. He looked more like a vampire now than he ever did. He was dressed in a black turtleneck and black jeans. He was wearing very dark shades to complete the hung over aesthetic. He was drinking his coffee black to create the vampire/dangerous hipster look.

As I sit down, he tells me “I would attempt to kill you where to stand if I wasn’t so bloody hung over.”
“That’s not my fault,” I grumble as I try to pull the hood of my sweatshirt even further over my head to no avail.
“Sure. And I am guessing that you have no hand in doing this either.” He pulls down his turtleneck, revealing way too many bruises around his neck.
“My bad…”
“Could you at least try to sound guilty?”
“No. You liked it too much.”
“Piss off.” I could tell that he didn’t mean it that much anymore because I could see him struggle with the smile in the corner of his mouth.
“I am actually sorry for just… doing that. Without asking for your permission.” I really did feel bad about it but it just felt so fucking right and at the moment I just wanted to kiss him so badly that I just went for it.
He pulls his shades on top of his head and looks at me with his slightly red eyes. “I would have pushed you away if I didn’t want it.” That took me completely by surprise but it made easier what I was about to ask next.
“You told me last night that things have not been going that well for you.” He responds by angrily putting his glasses back on the bridge of his nose so I just go on. “I told you that I have been doing quite poorly as well.”
“You define ‘poorly’ as being kicked out of your ex-girlfriend’s house into the streets and escaping to Moscow? That sounds like a train wreck.”
I cross my hands. Me and my drunk mouth. “I will get my shit together when I get back. But until then…”
“Until then what? Are you going to literally wreck this train?”
“No. How about we just go for it?” I ask as he sips on his coffee, which he chokes on. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“We are going to be here together a little bit over two weeks. So why don’t we enjoy it a little? I mean… it is just… I…” I cannot help but fumble up my words.
“Are you actually asking me if I want to casually hook up with you?”
“I never put it like that I…” He shut me up.
“That is essentially what you are asking me. I’ve never expected such gayness from you.” He folds his hands across his chest.
“I am not gay. I can’t really explain it. Just… neither gender or sex change anything for me in terms of attraction.”
“So do you suddenly find me attractive because of a drunk make out session?”
“Oh, piss off. You know you are attractive. You don’t need me to confirm it to boost your already overgrown ego.”
He blinks at me in pure shock, unable to respond. I realize what came out of my stupid mouth only moments after. I essentially told Baz Pitch that I fancy him. Which is kind of hard to deny from where I am currently sitting.
Baz gets up. “I’ve ordered food for us to my compartment for the both of us. I hadn’t expected you to get up. Let’s go.” He just goes on ahead without looking back at me.


Fucking Snow. Fucking Snow. You will be the real death of me. My heart is racing so hard, it feels like it will jump out of my chest. I return to the room without closing the door, waiting for Snow to do it. The food was waiting for us. I lie back down on the bed in exhaustion to ease my killer headache. I feel Snow sit down at the base of the bed and hear him clear his throat.
“Is that a yes?” How in the universe can I reject you when you ask something like that. “Yeah. Fine. Whatever. Probably more fun than reading a book.” I respond without opening my eyes. I somehow did not feel Snow move close enough but suddenly he was kissing me again and I just give up. I wanted this so much.

The 2 weeks seem to have swum by quickly and pleasantly. It was honestly the best time I’ve ever had. Snow practically moved into my room and slept in the same bed as me. Oddly enough, it helped me sleep better than anything that I have ever tried before. It had helped that Snow would let me cuddle up on his chest and steal his warmth. At each stop, we would go to different local attraction together. We would try random food and see different things. The train almost once left without us and we had to run like crazy to get there.
It was all very sweet. Having small dinner dates, making out, and snuggling while we sleep.
It wasn’t until the half-way point when we reached the Baikal Lake and we went swimming did things move forward. Simon loves swimming and was super enthusiastic about it. When we swam a little too far away, we started making out and then Simon hugged me from shoulder to waist. I felt so weak to that I would have drowned if he hadn’t been holding me. Eventually, he pulled me under water and we just kissed. It was like something out of a stupid romance novel.
That evening things were a little less innocent. It went from kissing to mutual masturbation to oral sex very quickly. And Simon was not acting innocent about it as he had managed to sneak away from me and buy condoms. I have fallen much deeper in love. It cannot last but I could have really indulged myself before ending this. It is worth living for but I am delusional to think that he would want to stay with me


We finally arrived at our final destination. Baz had packed up, he told me had an early flight the next day from the airport in Vladivostok. I felt horrible having to leave him. I didn’t want to. It physically hurt me knowing that I wouldn’t see him the next day. That I cannot wake up and kiss him. I was always kind of obsessed with him but this was something else. I needed him so badly that I cannot breathe.

I was going to tell him something but when the train stopped and I woke up, he must have already been at the door with his bag and left right away. It hurt so badly. It felt like nothing like being left by Agatha. I was not okay. I could never chase after him. I couldn’t. I shouldn’t.
But such stupid thoughts were not enough to stop me as I ran out of the train and started searching frantically for him.

I was about to leave the railway terminal until something caught my eye. A gorgeous young man dressed in black, looking back at the train. Baz didn’t realize that I ran out looking for him. Maybe I should have reconsidered that he did not want me. Maybe I should have. But I really didn’t.

I ran up to him, he noticed me a little too late, when I already pounced to jump on him. He is not getting away from me.
“Baz! What the fuck?!” I yell at him. “Did you need to leave just like that?”
“SNOW! You idiot. Did you really need to fucking tackle me?”
“Yes, I did.”
“What are you doing?!”
“Don’t go.”
“What are you talking about? This is over. You don’t need me anymore.”
I was going to yell but the loudness of my words was lost when I saw his eyes and the tears he was trying to hold back. “Why? Why do you think that I don’t need you anymore?” I ask him.
“Why would you?”
“Because I… you… just…”
“Spit it out.” He yells in frustration.
“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU.” I really need to think before yelling.
He looked as shocked as he was that night I asked him to spend the trip with me. I was waiting for rejection. Complete annoyance and disgust. I am glad to be wrong sometimes.

“I love you too.”

Ravus Timeline in FFXV game plot

1 In KINGSGLAIVE, tried the ring, burnt his arm. Then picked up Regis’ sword, rendezvous with the Imperial Army.
2 Returned to Gralea, got a prothetic arm, plus Magitek modification (hence the heterochromia)
3 Became the Supreme Commander, met with colleagues in front of the Emperor
4 Lead the army to takeover Lucis. Prepared to take down Titan. Pretended to be searching for Lunafreya, while actually giving her instructions on how to hide(revealed by letters besides his dead body in Ch.13).
【Sorry I forgot the scene with Ravus and Luna on the sylleblossom. After Luna escaped Insomnia, she met with Gentiana outside the city, and the duo covenant with Titan (Maybe Ramuh as well, considering they are both in Lucis), Then Luna returned to Tenebrae.( One of the letters besides Ravus’ body said:…Come back to Tenebrae with Gentiana, My men will pick you up. It’s far too dangerous to stay in Lucis. The Imperial Army is afraid of your covenant with the Archean, they are searching for you everywhere.) Then was the sylleblossom scene.These sequence of events could happen at any time after Ravus got his arm fixed, Before Noctis talked to Titan.】
5 Instructed the army to confiscate Regalia, waited to met with Noctis when the latter tried to retrieve his car. Ravus was intending to give Noctis his father’s sword (after a fight, more like a trial of Noctis’ power) when they met in front of Regalia, but Ardyn’s sudden appearance cut him short. Ravus lost his only chance to give the Sword to Noctis.(revealed by letters besides his dead body in Ch.13)
6 Went to Altissia with Ardyn. Prepared to kill Leviathan. Went to see Lunafreya at the First Secretary’s estate, and refuse to deliver the ring to Noctis on Luna’s behalf. (If you take a careful look, that flashback scene where Ravus held Luna’s hand and gave her a pep talk took place at the First Secretary’s estate in Altissia) Then Ravus stand in the rain, lied to Ardyn when Ardyn asked if Ravus had spoken to Lunafreya.
7 After the battle with Leviathan, Luna died. (After this point of time is the real plot hole)Ravus was said to be punished for his failure in Altissia and executed. It was said that he rebelled against the Empire, so the Empire destroyed Tenebrae. (But what is said in radios and newspapers may not be what truly happened, plus the Deamon Outbreak in Gralea makes everything more enigmatic) The only thing we know for sure now is that in Zegnautus Keep, he put up a fight against somebody or something unknown before he died.
Ravus’ plot line is basically one of an undercover spy. (After he was refused by the Ring and changed his mind, finally decided to help his sister, of course. ) His true intention could only be revealed if you put his events in chronologic order, which is to help Luna to fulfill her duty as Oracle, although Luna and Ravus both knew that she would die for it.(sylleblossom scene)
Ravus is actually a great character with such depth and potential. What a pitiable waste.
All events mentioned above could be traced back to radios and newspapers in game. I won’t quote them one by one, but you could use them to test this timeline I put together. If you want to know more about Fleuret siblings, I suggest you pay attention to those radios & newspapers &NPC dialogues, because that’s where SE put the real deal in.

It still makes me kinda mad the way Luna was treated.

She was so obviously a plot device for the nightblood and when that storyline had pretty much ran its course they ran out of ideas on what to do with her. In a world like that on the 100 they obviously don’t want a character that is a peacemaker, somebody with a heart of gold, where’s the fun in that right? When you could have morally grey characters always getting up to no good. So they chose not to further develop her character but to instead assassinate it.

The change was instantaneous. Sure we saw her gradually losing more and more faith in humanity, she didn’t trust anyone but that’s completely separate from becoming a stark raving lunatic wanting the entire world to die because ‘they don’t deserve it’ and looking to kill people any which way just to achieve that. She killed Roan with no mercy, she drowned him, when before she had sought solace in the calmness of the sea.

What they did to our peaceful sea queen will forever haunt me. In just a few episodes she went from softly cradling Raven in her arms to becoming a raging murderer. I’m sad. I miss her.

voltron shrek au

alright. alright alright alright alright.

  • KEITH is quite obviously SHREK. loner. off-putting personality. intimidating at first. probably smells weird. odd concept of what constitutes hygiene. good heart. not the best socially. puts in effort that often goes unnoticed thanks to preconceived notions. could benefit from a lot of hugs. impulsive. also: keith lives out in the desert, shrek lives out in the swamp. 
  • now this may throw some of you for a loop, but HUNK is DONKEY. anxious. tendency to ramble. appreciative of what’s important. vocal about it when annoyed or upset. supportive and loving, but ultimately aware of your bullshit and will call you on it if necessary. scares easily. aware of his own mortality. gets stuck in threatening situations because of his friends. tries to have a positive outlook. a good friend to have on your side. hilarious. genuine. would make u waffles.
  • LANCE is FIONA. critically underestimated. demands the #best out of life. a little spoiled + loves to be pampered. petty as hell. easy to toss over your shoulder. sarcasm as a pseudo-coping mechanism. actually very accepting. big heart. not afraid of Emotions. hard fucking worker. lowkey leadership skills. damsel in distress but accompanied by the trope of being Surprisingly Competent. grody jokes. certified nastie. genuinely supportive pal. will fuck u up… but at what cost… at what cost….

and did somebody say PLOT??????

  • haha too bad, i don’t have one
  • ok that’s a lie i have half of one
  • keith is the human child of a galra commander who was killed in battle. he basically raised himself on this alien planet away from everyone else because he wasn’t accepted and treated as an outsider/monstrosity
  • lance, a prophesied paladin of voltron, is kidnapped from earth and locked away in space with the discovered lion, left there to rot as bait for the other eventual paladins/lions
  • it’s surprisingly effective as a means of weeding out the rebels against galra rule
  • that is until zarkon starts taking captives instead of killing them all, because he still is no closer to obtaining the black, yellow, or green lions
  • shortly after this is when shiro manages to escape and crash land on earth, found by hunk and pidge, who are desperate in their search to recover their lost friend lance, whose disappearance (*pidge voice* ABDUCTION) was covered up by The Garrison, same as the disappearance of pidge’s family
  • (yes, this makes SHIRO the GINGERBREAD MAN)
  • hunk and pidge rescue shiro, repair his crashed ship with their beautiful genius brains, and head towards the Castle of Lions with swiped secret info + coordinates from The Garrison—- who, they find, knew exactly what happened to lance, pidge’s family, and why
  • the galra start dumping the captives for keeping on keith’s land, so that they can have them on hand for gladiatorial training, slavery, or other uses. keith is livid, but mostly because he has to deal with Change and People and Things Were Fine The Way They Were, Like, They Sucked, But He Wasn’t Dwelling On It Okay and Still, This Is Worse
  • once hunk, pidge, and shiro have teamed up with ALLURA (ARTHUR) and CORAN (MERLIN), hunk goes alone to retrieve the yellow lion, but ends up getting captured by the galra en route
  • this is how hunk and keith meet
  • hunk figures out what’s happening based on keith’s angry ranting, and when sendak promises keith that if he can find a way to use the blue paladin to lure out the rest of voltron, he can have his lonely little asteroid planet back
  • hunk uses this as an opportunity to go save lance!!!!! and good thing he does because keith needs him to help save the day on balmera thanks to his beautiful new She’s-Not-My-Girlfriend, SHAY.
  • keith doesn’t know what he’s going to do once they get there and meet this stupid, trouble-making blue paladin
  • defect against the galra? double-cross the paladins to get his home back?? was it even really a home to begin with??
  • he CERTAINLY doesn’t plan… to fall in Love…………………..

just,,, LISten ,,

  • keith: it’s no wonder u don’t have any friends? hunk: wow, only a True friend would be that Truly Honest?
  • (keith driving over a cliff) 🎶 I DON’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY BAD REPUTATION 🎶
  • hunk: (looks between keith and lance in disbelief) he’s as nasty as you are?
  • lance: (singing) bird: (explodes)
  • when a galra in the bush grabs a paladin by the tush that’s bad that’s bad that’s really really bad
  • keith: what am i? pidge: uh… really tall?
  • keith getting shot in the butt and lance having to pull it out
  • is that a euphemism
  • i don’t know
  • mullets are like onions
  • hunk: blue flower red thorns blue flower red thorns blue flower red thorns THIS WOULD BE SO MUCH EASIER IF I WASN’T COLORBLIND
  • blue flower 😎 red thorns 😎 #investigate

and that’s just the first movie,,

anonymous asked:

Omg you talked about how you listen to the kimi no na wa soundtrack and now and I can't stop thinking about a Victuuri kimi no na wa AU thanks


Yuuri Katsuki wakes up one morning to a poodle licking his face. Which is strange, because his poodle died a few months ago and as far as he’s concerned, he hasn’t got a new dog. He then realises he’s in a room he’s never seen before; and when he looks in the mirror he’s faced not with himself, but with a rather gorgeous silver-haired man. Yuuri almost faints. 

Meanwhile in Hasetsu, Victor Nikiforov wakes up to the sound of somebody calling him down for breakfast. He opens his eyes. Strange, he thinks (still half asleep) - he’s lived alone for years now; surely there’s no one to call him to meals? He thinks he’s still dreaming. But when he happens to glance at the mirror hanging on the wall - after 5 seconds of silence he instinctively screams. And wakes up the whole inn. 

BODY SWAP AND EVERYTHING ELSE THAT FOLLOWS. it would make such a good story damn (+ the….. plot twist…. of the movie…. but with Victuuri…… kdfjdalsjddjfds I would DIE)

I will offer my firstborn to whoever decides to write a Kimi no Nawa AU thanx

Celebrity AU Masterpost

Supernova | galsbeingpals

Disenchanted | cutelikemurder

The perfect plot | SirenMistress

I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me) | writetherest

shine amidst a sea of faces | kahlen369

i’m coming home | warriorSQ22

Making The Cut | Exquisiteliltart

Precious Love | juicecupswanqueen

Blank Slate | booboo45

Behind the Scenes | anotherOUATwriter

She’s a Lady | NikiFrost

Send Up A Signal (that everything’s fine) | coalitiongirl

The Player | BelleFlorence

The Music of the Romantics | realJane91

Fast Lane | HeroicWarrior

Swan Song and Predestination | Swirlums

When It Happens | AlwaysOnMyWayToYou

Small town get away | UnleashedSouls

Third time’s a charm- Skyhigh | lifein10s

The Contest Winner | ShipsInTheKnight

“I wish I could talk to Garnet, Amethyst, and Pearl about it, but … I think they kind of blame me for my mom not being around.”

Holy shit. They’re finally addressing this. Steven does feel like the gems blame him for the loss of Rose. He does feel like a continuation of Rose, like he’s got something he has to try to be, these expectations set on him already. He lives in Rose’s shadow, and that’s a tough shadow to measure up to. 

Damn, I hope Steven brings these feelings up to someone. The gems, his dad, a therapist, I don’t know - just somebody. I’m very interested in all this lore and plot and whatnot, but what really makes this show is the relationships and the humanity of everything, and how well tough issues are represented and dealt with. It’s these things that make the show so wonderful and different and why it’s easily one of my favourite shows to date.

pour up (body party)

pairing: jikook, yoontaeseok, namjin

rating: nc17

genre: alpha/beta/omega (abo) au, smut, fluff

warnings: switching, self-lubrication, praise kink, humiliation kink, knotting, chokers, morning sex, multiple orgasms, nipple play, biting/marking, blowjobs, top jungkook, top jimin, vibrators, thigh highs/stockings, lingerie/lace panties, barebacking, rimming, porn with plot, crossposted to ao3

a/n: aaaaand it’s up!!! sorry for the delay hehe I fell sick last night and also had to make some minor edits to the scenes ;; for @inarsics aka the sweetest person I’ve ever written a fic for ❤️ #stannar2k17!!!! this basically served as an excuse for me to write like preposterous amounts of fluff and smut (it literally starts with smut what am i doing somebody pls) oops but I loved the prompt so much I almost died squealing when I got it adkndjahdf

the prompt is tweaked a lil bit but jikook are both alphas (I lov alpha/alpha) and jimin’s basically the more laidback, subtle dom while kook is the on-the-surface alpha aka he fusses a lot over his mate and would literally do anything to protect jimin but is more of a sub in bed than chimchim!!! if you’re reading this, thank u sm & all reblogs/comments/likes are all super appreciated ♡♡♡♡♡♡

summary: “Jungkook and Jimin are spending their first Christmas together as mates. Thinking that they would have the whole day to themselves, Jungkook and Jimin are surprised when the boys drop by their apartment. Though Jimin is welcoming, Jungkook is disgruntled that he can’t spend any time alone with Jimin, and he does all he can to get some quality time with him whilst the boys are around.”

Keep reading

About the ASL brothers

Okay so,
I’ve been on this fandom for a long time now. I have read a lot of fanfictions, I think, and saw a lot of fanarts, well at least enough for me to write this post today.
There’s one thing I’ve never understood: why does everyone think Ace and Sabo would be overprotective with Luffy?

I know each time the brothers met Luffy’s crew they would always say “Please, take care of my little brother”, and everyone including me, would go “awww fdhjfdilfd”. AND this is alright, this is what family do, they care for their brothers, they want to make sure everything’s alright.
That’s not being overprotective, that’s being a brother.

Now, if they were the overprotective kind of brothers, they would never have allowed Luffy to go on adventure alone like that. And each time Luffy would go into troubles (as he usually does), they would never try to hide and protect him so nobody touches their precious, fragile little brother - on the contrary they would fight together and join their forces.
And yes, fragile, because ‘this is how Ace and Sabo see Luffy in the fanfictions’. Except that Luffy’s everything but fragile!

I mean, seriously guys? He fought and trained with Sabo and Ace. They would always chuckle and laugh at him because he was weaker than them, but they valued – value – his strenght, they recognized potential in him.

And you know what? They also know, deep down, Luffy’s gonna become the Pirate King, or at least they believe in his dreams. And would a Pirate King need to be overprotected by his big brothers? No. Because he needs to get stronger, to improve himself, to experience life, to be independent, to be himself. They trust one another. Just like Luffy’s crew (Remember when Zoro said Sanji could handle things in Dressrosa? Kinda what I mean).

Letting people act the way they want because they know they are able to manage on their own is a way of showing love. But to be possessive? It’s poisonous. It doesn’t go anywhere. It’s unbearable. It’s insulting. And most of all, it’s not love. Not the way it’s described, anyways.
Whatever your ships are, each time I read something like Ace on his way to punch the Person X for going out with Luffy, just because “he’s his little brother”, I’m sick of it. It’s bullshit. Ace wouldn’t do that, nor Sabo.

They love Luffy, yes, but there’s a difference between caring about someone and always be here in case of huge huge problem, and somebody always checking on one’s life like a supervisor behind your shoulder and trying to control everything just to be sure “he’s safe”. That is not the ASL’s relationship.

AUs are hard to write, and I admire people who try to make up a plot and go for it, I’m myself one of them so I get it, it’s difficult, but please when you do write about the ASL brothers, even if it’s to get a ship stronger, use another way than making them out of character.

Now I’m sorry if I have done some mistakes and didn’t express myself very clearly but English isn’t my native language. I did my best.

anonymous asked:

So one of my associates doesn’t like Todomomo because Todo’s so messed up and Momo doesn’t have time for it. I disagree. But it’s his opinion. Still, is there a good way to refute this, hopefully with canon evidence?

thanks for the ask; It’s really odd to me that someone would think that Momo has “no time” to care for others (not just todo)…first of all, she’d be the type of person to put others before herself. 

You can see from the manga how caring she is; for instance she invited classmates over to her house to tutor them on the subjects that they weren’t best at. In the light novel and in the anime, you can see that she even sets up food and everything for her guests. Momo is one of the most accommodating people shown thus far in the series. Momo tells the trio (while directly looking at todo) that she was worried for them when they encountered Stain; Momo apologized to todo after he failed his temporary licensing exam, feeling bad that he didn’t achieve what everyone else did (lols she didn’t for baku tho); Momo went with the others to rescue baku BECAUSE she was compelled to ensure their safety and make sure they avoid combat.

If your friend means todo’s family situation = todo’s messed up, then I think Momo will do everything she can to help if they were to be a couple. 

Even in the drama cd where Horikoshi wrote the plot for….todo tells momo bits of his sad family past and afterwards he goes “why am I telling somebody else this…” and Momo says (after the fireworks lols) that she isn’t just ‘someone else’, she’s his comrade so he should depend/trust her too. 

If they were to be together, then for him, Momo would def ‘have time’

@selephi @itsmilamon @vixenofthemist did I miss anything?

anonymous asked:

i hope this isn't too weirdly personal of a prompt, but faceblind juno who falls for multiple nureyev aliases before figuring out they're the same guy?

It’s not too personal at all– in fact, it’s kind of neat being able to draw from my own experiences in a different way than usual.

For the record, if we’re assuming Juno’s condition is like mine, then he’d only have to fall for Peter once to be able to recognize him. For me, at least, something about having very strong emotions attached to a person makes them infinitely easier to recognize.

Keep reading

Come celebrate CharDee Week

September 2-8

Share your:

  • Fics
  • Videos
  • Photo edits
  • Art
  • Whatever you like making!

The days are:

  • Day 1: First Moment You Shipped Them
  • Day 2: Favorite Team-up (plot/scheme/ep)
  • Day 3: Favorite Headcanon
  • Day 4: Favorite Moment
  • Day 5: Favorite Shippy Song
  • Day 6: Moment You Read Too Much Into
  • Day 7: Free Choice

Have a chardee fic you want to share? You can do it here!

Have a request you’d love to see written? Don’t keep it to yourself! Post it this week, and it might show up in the collection!

anonymous asked:

Why do you ship NaruHina? I like every other ships of you but not NaruHina. I will never forget the fact that Hinata commented about how manly and big and warm Naruto's hand was although Neji literally sacrificed himself a moment before and his dead body lied in front of them.

I get where you’re coming from. First off, I want to reiterate that Neji dying that way was bullshit. We’re supposed to believe that a wooden projectile was flying at some precise magical speed where it would pierce and cause fatal injury to one and only one human body, without further traveling through that body to pierce the bodies on the other side of it; yet Neji couldn’t knock it away with Kaiten (Revolving Heaven) or another badass taijutsu move? The narrative tells us via Hiashi’s thought bubble that Neji’s moves “won’t be enough” but it’s bullshit. That is contrived bullshit. It’s the opposite of a Deus Ex Machina. Kishimoto needed somebody “important” to die to up the emotional stakes and make people fear for their faves, and Neji was the best pick because killing him also does away with that inconvenient “fate” and “branch house” plot line from early Naruto.

Now that we’ve dealt with Neji, back to Hinata. Basically, while I think it was bullshit for Neji not to be able to deal with the threat, I don’t think Hinata’s action of attempting to be a human shield and nothing more was out of character. Hinata is not a very good ninja. I wouldn’t bet on her ability to pull off a move to block the projectiles or to track them at Neji’s level. Moreover, Hinata has a pattern here and in Pain’s attack of more or less a death wish. Basically, Hinata values her own life and contributions so little that she is willing to risk certain death if it can buy Naruto-kun even a one in a million chance at another minute of being alive.

Note that I’m not saying this is a good thing. But I see it as in keeping with her temperament coupled with her childhood. She ought to be, at this point, in a better world, still in the first half of her character development.

(In my better world, after destroying the wooden projectiles with revolving heaven, Neji turns and asks her what the hell she was thinking doing that and we get a character development scene for both Hinata and Neji. Obito’s big speech about comrades dying? Um, why were the hundreds, maybe thousands of other corpses littering the fields after the projectile attack not enough for that? Oh, right, because none of those corpses had names, therefore nobody gives a shit.)

But back to the darkest timeline. Hinata’s comment about Naruto’s hand is coming at the tail end of a speech about basically “we have to go on, we can’t stop to grieve now, if we give up, that’s when they truly die”. Essentially, snap out of it and keep going forward. Kurama and so on pitches in too and Naruto renews his resolve, and takes Hinata’s hand as part of this resolve.

So. In this scenario about committing to life in the midst of death, Hinata’s focus on the tactile, grounding sensation of Naruto’s hand, and what it represents, makes complete sense to me.

Going back to why Neji dying was bullshit, literally everything about the rest of this scene could have happened the exact same way without Neji dying, provided you actually give a shit about people who die who don’t have names, an enormous problem in Naruto.

For my other reasons why I like NaruHina, I refer you to this post I made earlier on the subject.

I am… uh… not terribly popular among Tumblr NaruHina fandom though, for the record.

Your Savior - 12

Link to Chapter 11

Hey ladies! Thanks again for stopping by! I’m still trying to move the reader and the other characters forward, still setting the tone for what’s to come. I hope you all like the new additions at the end! 

Chapter 12

Originally posted by marythenurse

You were surprised to wake the next morning having had your first full night’s sleep since you had arrived at The Sanctuary. You sat up in your cot and looked around, confused, trying to remember what mornings without panic and screaming were like. 

Matthew, in his bunk adjacent to yours, woke a few minutes after you mirroring your surprise. “Hey! No nightmares?” He whispered, not wanting to bother your nearby bunk mates.

“No. I guess not.” You answered. “It feels…weird. But I think it’s even weirder that it’s weird, ya know?”

“Hey, maybe it means you’re getting better…starting to put the past behind you.” He offered hopefully. 

I wish. “Yeah, maybe.”

Keep reading