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aLRIGHT AU TIME

Lance pokes fun of Shiro being a merman (not an actual merman unfortunately), and pidge and hunk, defending their father’s honour, dares lance to take some of Shiro’s classes (he teaches people how to become merppl n all that w allura). 

Lance takes the dare and finds out this guy from one of his classes, whom he has a one-sided rivalry with, goes for mermaid lessons as well and *insert oh no he’s hot moment here*

anyway there’s lots of pining and swimming and mermaids and keith being obsessed with the mythical merpeople n lance finding it endearing as hell

[edit:] I’m not planning to write this however I will be building upon this au If you wanna write this or whatever could you link it to me? I wanna see it :D

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Ok. So, I just wanna talk about this for a second. For anyone who doesnt know, this is from the teaser for season 4. It should be on this hellsite somewhere if you wanna watch it, or you can find it on youtube.

Now, if you haven’t seen season 3 yet, you should probably stop reading this, cause I’m gonna mention a few spoilers. There probably not going to be terribly large spoilers, but spoilers all the same. If you’ve seen season 3 or you dont care about spoilers, then read on.

Okay, so… I was watching the teaser and I didn’t think much of this scene at first. But upon seeing it again something seemed odd. In this scene (in case you haven’t seen it or don’t remember it) Lotor is chasing after something and desperately trying to hit it with his sword. This is significant because, so far when Lotor has fought anyone, he’s calm and cool. Hell, so far Lotor seems to be someone who never seems to loose his calm exterior and always seems to be in control. He does crack sometimes, but not like this. In this scene he’s clearly upset. In fact, I’d go as far as to say he’s in a panic. I mean, look at the look on his face in the last shot. Whatever it is he’s desperate to wound/kill it and he needs to do it before it can get away.
Okay. So Lotor is trying to hit something and he’s freaking out. “What’s your point Star?” You might find yourself asking.
Well, take a look at the shots again. Look at who’s in them. Acxa, Zethrid, and Ezor are in the shot with Lotor, but not Narti. In case you aren’t sure who Narti is, she’s the blind mute one. The one with the cat.
Alright so, if you’ve seen episode 7 of season 3, you know that there’s a strong chance that that cat is in fact Haggar’s. When he got sick she treated him with quintessence, apparently making him immortal or something similar.
“But Star,” you ask, “what does this have to do with anything?”
I’m glad you asked!
If you’ve seen season 3, then you remember the episode where Haggar sent someone too spy on Lotor because she doesnt trust him. He’s obviously caught because Lotor’s not an idiot. He confronts Haggar about it, throwing the cybornetic arm of her spy at her. Now I don’t know about you, but to me the whole thing felt odd. Haggar is normally at least a little bit sneakier then that. The whole thing sort of plays off as a simple filler scene simply put there too show that Lotor is playing by his own rules and Haggar isn’t having it and doesn’t trust him. But I think Haggar is a little smarter then that. She’s been the brains behind Zarkon for ten thousand years after all.
If you can’t tell where I’m going with this, let me explain. I’d say the cat (or possibly Narti herself) is there to spy for Haggar. I’d say he realizes this in that moment, perhaps after something large about his plans has been exposed, and in a fit of panic and anger tries to kill it (or Narti). Even the way it’s framed. The camera is placed between Acxa and Zethrid, like the person or whatever Lotor is attcking is standing in formation with the three other girls. That would make the scene from Narti’s point of view. Specifically, this is what she would be seeing (except it would have to be the cat seeing it because she doesn’t have eyes but that’s not the point). Both Zethrid and Ezor seem to be in a state of shock. Acxa just seems to be stepping out of his way.
So I guess what I’m saying is that, next season, if anyone turns put to be a traitor amongst Lotor’s group, it’s the cat/ Narti.
Thank you for your time.

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Clarke, whose hair is dark, spends two hours in the chair getting her tresses transformed into her Mother of Dragons persona. The team braids her hair, puts on a bald cap, then styles her wig. Much like her wardrobe styling, her hair has gone through a transformation of sorts, too. She started off long and loose, adopted the braided style of the Dothraki, then went back to a looser look in Qarth. 

Mission Tonysitting

I’m sick and cranky so I wrote something to cheer myself up. It turned into this half crack-y, half cute ficlet. Since it was so amusing to write, I hope it’ll make someone else’s day better too. Enjoy (and please don’t take this too serious)!

For @arboreal-elm-ash-oak because an embarrassingly long time ago you asked about a tiny!Tony/protective!WS story which still hasn’t happened. This is just a ficlet but I hope you’ll like it all the same :)

Also @ketlingr Yay, I wrote something! Does that mean I get those cupcakes now, please? *huge tiny!Tony puppy eyes activated*


“We need to talk,” Tony says with all the grave severity a seven year old is able to convey whilst dangling his feet from a desk, as he observes his companion riffling through the pockets of an unconscious security guard.

The Soldier grunts in acknowledgement, causing Tony to beam proudly. It’s taken him a couple of days to get under his silent companion’s skin, but now they’re almost having something approaching an actual conversation. It’s great. One day soon, Soldier is gonna tell him his real name and they’re gonna be best friends and Soldier is gonna wave his huge gun at anyone who’s ever mean to Tony.

It’s gonna be amazing.

All in good time though. [It’s what Ana says when she’s baking cookies and he’s not allowed to try one until after they’ve cooled off a little–but Tony thinks the same rules apply probably apply for other things as well.]

For now Soldier is taking paintings off the wall and Tony is supposed to talk about The Rules.

Usually The Rules are set by his minder. Don’t disable the kitchen appliances, for example, or Don’t set my shoes on fire, I don’t care about what experiment you needed them for or Don’t sneak into your father’s lab or Don’t set anything on fire, ever.

It’s taken Tony less than four hours to figure out that Soldier isn’t very good with children though–which, Tony can totally relate, he isn’t very good with children either, his mother always tells her friends that with a mournful sigh. And because Tony can be nice and not be a brat, no matter what his father says, (and because he doesn’t want Soldier’s mother to sigh sadly at him) he’s decided to help the poor man out.

And it’s not like Soldier isn’t trying. He bought Tony a hot dog and a lollipop when he complained about being hungry–well, he’s never seen Soldier hand over any money, but Tony’s pretty sure the owner wouldn’t have just given them away, so he must have been sneaky about it. Soldier is very good at being sneaky.

He doesn’t seem to know about The Rules though, which is why it falls to Tony to make them up. That’s exactly what he’s explaining to Soldier now–though he still looks far more interested in the now bare wall.

Soldier makes another sound of acceptance.

“Great!” Tony carefully slips off the desk, then claps his hands together once. “The first rule is that you have to tell me why we’re committing a felony before we do it.”

Technically he’s stolen that line from a joke Aunt Peggy made a couple of weeks ago but he’s sure she won’t mind and it’s also kind of appropriate. “Don’t look at me like that,” he scowls when Soldier turns around to face him, “I just helped you break into a government facility, I’m not stupid,” Tony crosses his arms and frowns up at Soldier. “I’ve been in one before, you know?” Well, almost. It wasn’t Tony’s fault that the security didn’t check the entire car, and if his father hadn’t found him he would have made it.

Luckily Soldier is already losing interest, his gaze fixating on the bookshelves on the opposite site of the room. Tony spares a second to pity the books for their undignified end before he continues. 

“It’s not that it’s gonna stop us,” he feels the need to clarify, not that it isn’t obvious by now, because if there’s one thing his father has taught him is that laws need to be broken to get things done all the time. “But that way at least I have all the facts.”

Soldier doesn’t disagree, so Tony considers the motion passed.

“What are you looking for anyways?” He tilts his head to one side, watches his friend’s destructive actions with curiosity. “Oh, is it a hidden safe?”

When Soldier bars his teeth–Tony assumes it’s meant to be smile, if not a very good one–he whoops in excitement. This is so great! It’s like a treasure hunt, just with more people for Soldier to punch.

“You should check the desk,” Tony points out, eager to help. “It’s very sturdy, and not in the efficient way. And the-”

He doesn’t get to finish because Soldier slams his metal hand–his metal hand–down onto the surface of the desk and the wood just cracks, pieces flying everywhere. A few, thankfully pretty small ones, get stuck in Tony’s arms, but he’s too hyped up to feel the pain right now. 

Because this is so cool. Because he was right. And also because Soldier actually listened to him.

“See, this is what we have the first rule for!” Tony tries to sound reproachful but he suspects the giggles he can’t keep from spilling over his lips ruin that effect.

Then Soldier bends down and pulls something out of the mess–it doesn’t look very interesting, just a couple of those boring files Aunt Peggy carries around with her all the time–and his lips stretch into that terrible, terrible not-smile but his eyes are so bright, and really, Tony smiles pretty enough for the both of them anyways.

Soldier takes a step towards him to ruffle a hand through Tony’s hair almost gently and says, in actual words, “Good job, kid.”

The sound of yelling and heavy footsteps from further down the hall ruins the moment and Soldier reloads his machine gun and gestures for Tony to hide. It doesn’t work out too well, there are just too many men coming in and Soldier has to protect Tony too. In the end, there’s no other choice but to surrender–

By which Soldier apparently means slinging Tony over his shoulder like a sack of wiggly potatoes and jumping straight out of a five store building to the sound of screams and gunfire.

Best babysitter ever.


Yep, that’s literally it lol. Thoughts? Opinions? Anything you guys have to add?

So there’s this long list of prompts, and I love all of them, so I’m going to do a bunch of them completely unprompted.

Number One: “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”


“I can’t believe this is your dirty secret.”

Boyd raised his eyebrows, adjusting his belt. “What did you think it was?”

“I don’t know, scrapbooking? Ballroom dance? Secret piccolo prodigy?” Stiles tried to shimmy the massive wedgie out of his buttcrack, but it just slipped in further. God damn it. He was wearing way too many layers to go after it, at least two of them chainmail.

“Piccolo?” Boyd’s tone itself wasn’t threatening, but picking up a broadsword and sheathing it on his belt certainly was. It was much bigger than Stiles’ sword, that was for sure.

“Come on, dude. Do you really not see the irony of a literal werewolf LARPing? And not as a werewolf? You wouldn’t even need prosthetics!”

“It’s not roleplaying if you’re just being yourself.”

“Okay, but why roleplay when you’re already a badass? Let’s face it, if anyone here should be roleplaying, it’s the pack human who doesn’t have superpowers.”

“They aren’t superpowers!” Derek’s usual reflex response came from behind the curtain, and then he added, “Are you sure you didn’t give me Kira’s outfit?”

Boyd rolled his eyes like they were the ones being unreasonable here. “Yes, I’m still sure. Come out.”

Stiles couldn’t actually hear it, but it was like a sixth sense by now; he knew Derek sighed before yanking back the crookedly hanging sheet that served as a dressing room in a corner of their massive canvas pack tent.

“So, the skirt is supposed to be this short.”

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He did that. He really did THAT.

I am So Done with these criticisms I keep seeing like “It was good and all but Diego Luna didn’t work for me casting-wise, he was too wiry and soft-spoken, not action-movie enough” and I’m like??? SPY???? That’s the point???? Honestly people need to stop forcing the Hypermasculine Jason Statham Aesthetic bullshit irrelevantly onto characters that bear literally no comparison.

Originally posted by lunadiego

anonymous asked:

i have a headcanon to your top model au: imagine that after the live finals and tony getting together with bucky, tony is also really worried that his friendships with the other models will now end. especially the one with clint. he gets a bit sad, because he really thinks he found a friend in the guy. clint, fortunately, catches up quickly on tony's behavior and assures him that he's not gonna leave tony now

Follow up to this AU. I went into a bit of a different direction but I hope you like it because I really adore your headcanon :)

You’re right, Tony will worry about that. He’s probably so busy worrying about it, he doesn’t even have time to freak out about his date with Bucky–his date with Bucky–because sure, they’ve all exchanged phone numbers and added each other on snapchat and instagram but he’s been in the limelight since he was a kid, Tony knows ‘knowing someone’ doesn’t always mean they’re friends. 

So maybe Clint keeps tagging him on ‘Missing my other half soooo much’ posts, but that’s just Clint. He likes drama, likes being the source of drama, that’s just what he does. It doesn’t necessarily mean anything.

He mentions as much to Bucky, later on their date. Their date. “You’re really worried about this, aren’t you?” he asks Tony eventually. Tony denies it of course, with minimal success because, “Tony, you’ve been talking about Clint and Pepper for almost half an hour,” as Bucky informs him kindly.

And that’s, that’s bad, isn’t it? That’s not what you’re supposed to do on a date, Tony’s pretty sure of that, he’s supposed to know that. But of course he’s messed this up already, hasn’t he, because that’s what he always does, he knew this was going to happen eventually, knew

Bucky’s taking Tony’s hands into his, squeezes them gently. Rubs a thumb in comforting circles across Tony’s palm. “It’s okay, Tony, I don’t mind,” he reassures. “And I’m sure neither Clint nor Pepper would mind if you called them.”

“You don’t know that,” Tony mutters, more stubbornness than true protest, causing Bucky to chuckle.

“You do know I was the one who signed Clint up for the show, don’t you?” he smirks. “I’ve been listening to him whining about how I don’t share my boyfriend with him enough for the last week, Tony. I’m very sure he misses you too.”

Tony meanwhile is gaping at Bucky in shock, cheeks flushed in a delightful shade of red, hands reflexively clenching around Bucky’s.

“B-B-Boyfriend?” he gets the word out eventually, still sounding absolutely stunned.

“Well, I mean,” and now Bucky’s looking a little embarrassed too, “that’s what Clint says…but I was kinda hoping that’s the direction we’re heading towards?” He shoots Tony a questioning look.

“I- Yes- But- I mean- I’d like that?” he gets out after a couple of moments, a little breathless and a lot ecstatic, heart hammering against his chest.

“Good,” Bucky smiles, tries to cover his relief by leaning over and kissing Tony softly on the lips.

He learns that a happy, dazed Tony smile is the most beautiful sight in the world that way.

*

Clint will later take full credit for ‘those hopeless saps finally getting their shit together’. Bucky will gleefully mock him about how jealously he guards his snapchat friendship with Tony though, so they’re even.

Except when the three of them meet up together, and their outings turn into an all-out Tony-tug-war. But hey, at least their fans have something to gossip about.