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25 Days of Outlander - Dec 14 - Favorite Scene That Wasn’t in the Book
I’m not sure I’m ready to go to war again.

anonymous asked:

Foursome with Jeonghan, Seungchol and Jun, thank you <3 *I don't think I'll be able to read that, I mean, I want to, of course, but 3 dominants at once...oh my gosh, I'll love you forever if you will write it!*

so… I feel like this might be my smuttiest smut yet (altho it’s nothing compared to some other people’s glorious ones) and I hope you all like it! I had plenty of fun writing this, so thank you for requesting 💕

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‘I have a party on Friday night, would love it if you came. xxx Jun’

You had stared at the message a lot after you had gotten it on Tuesday of that week, despite having already answered it. Even though you and Jun were in a relationship highly based on the physical side - in fact it really was more of a physical relationship above anything else - and you had gone to his parties before, there was something that made you squint your eyes a little.

Normally he’d just ask you if you wanted to go to his party - this time he had said he’d love it if you went. Small details, but they caught your attention nevertheless.

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Day 6: Magnus + Power

Magnus’ eyes snapped open. The steady strum of energy settling into his bones, holding him in its vice as he felt the barely restrained panic.

He closed his eyes and cast his magic out, feeling and searching till he felt that harsh tug.

Help me.

He was out of the bed before the thought was completed, snapping himself into new clothes as fast as he could blink.

He threw open a portal and dashed through, following that trembling bright blue thread, ringing so loud, he could hear it in his ears, vibrating and filled with fear… so much fear… so much pain.

He was going to rip them apart, from limb to limb.

When he stepped out of the portal, it didn’t come as a surprise to find that he was in a warehouse filled with Circle members. What was surprising was the fact that this particular headquarters was so close to the Institute.

Magnus sneered.

Of course the idiots that were the Clave wouldn’t think to look right beneath their noses for the Circle members. He was sure if anyone had mentioned their suspicions about the Circle members being that close to the institute, the Clave would have thought it ridiculous.

“I told you it would work,” someone said, sounding so calm and confident, Magnus decided that he would remove the man’s head first.

He turned his head and saw a man with blond hair, grinning like he’d just hit the lottery.

Magnus allowed himself to smile, and the blonde’s steps faltered, fear flashing in his eyes for a brief moment, and Magnus wondered if he was going to bolt. But then the man visibly pulled himself together and resumed the cocky stroll.


“Of course it would work,” another voice said and Magnus’ eyes swept through the room, the darkness seeming like day to him as he narrowed in on the one man at the back. In his hands he held a warlock child.

Her hair had matted over, tear tracks streaked across her cheeks. She trembled in his hands. But the one thing that made Magnus himself begin to tremble was the cut on her cheek, a long slice that had clearly been made by a knife.

“Who did that,” his voice cracked like a whip, and he watched the men gathered flinch. Even the ones who had been at their different corners in the warehouse, gathering weapons in preparation to storm wherever it was that they planned on heading to, all stopped what they were doing.

No one answered so he repeated the question. “I said. Who did that?”

The one at the back with his hands on the child, spoke. “I did,” he said, sounding extremely proud that he’d tortured a child.

Magnus’s fingers moved, lethal fast and coiled like a whip.

The man’s hands dropped, severed off from his elbows.

He screamed.

Magnus grinned, his smile sharp and biting as he felt his magic slowly rise.

Not the calmer one that he used when he didn’t want to hurt anyone.

No. This power wanted to maim. Wanted to kill. Needed to destroy.

“Close your eyes,” he murmured to the child. She dropped to her knees, raised both hands to cover her ears and did just that.

Magnus took a step forward.

“M…m…mercy,” he heard a thin voice cry out.

He turned to look at the man, a Circle member shaking so hard, a lesser man would have felt sorry for him.

Magnus smirked, letting his powers slowly seep through, showing his marks as clear as day, the one part of him that showed that truly they’d been stupid to bait him.

“Mercy,” Magnus asked, and followed it with a laugh, as hard and dark as the magic that had started pulsing out of him, searching for an escape, looking for what it could singe and eviscerate. “My father is Asmodeus, you fool.” His voiced echoed in the warehouse. He took a step forward. “And there is only one rule in his kingdom. Repay evil, with even more evil.”

And with that, he let his power loose, watching it ripple through, spreading its dark energy all across the room, bleeding and maiming and cutting.

They screamed, hair raising scream that echoed in the room, their screams merging with the sound of cracking bone and the wet sound of flesh separating from flesh.

And then he called out to it. Destroy. Raze. Leave nothing standing.

His power morphed, ever willing to answer his call. The building burned. Fire rapidly spreading, dancing on the walls like his magic did.

Everything burned but Magnus. Magnus and the little warlock child who still had her ears covered and stayed cowering on the floor.

He reached her and reached out, hands enveloping her form as he pulled her to him.

She went willingly with a terrified cry, keeping her gaze averted.

Magnus couldn’t blame her.

“Let’s take you home,” he said and threw a portal open, pulling her along with him as he left the warehouse and the Circle members in it to burn.

The Side Look of a Barcelonese #779 : The Shadow of Good Intentions © Jeff E.Brown aka Spinning Pixel :

The Side Look of a Barcelonese #779 : The Shadow of Good Intentions © Jeff E.Brown aka Spinning Pixel :

Sorry To Disappoint


Pairing: Derek x Reader

Summary: You witness Derek throw Isaac out and you comfort him and ask him why he did what he did, which leads to the two of you to have an argument.

Things have been full on ever since the Alpha pack had appeared in Beacon Hills, Derek was spread too thin trying to figure out a way to defeat them and it got to the stage where he lashed out at Isaac just because of how stressed he really is. Things escalated quickly that night when all Isaac wanted to do was help, but Derek being the way that he is wouldn’t let him and instead ended up throwing a glass at Isaac just to get him to leave.

You were coming down the stairs when you saw what had occurred. Isaac’s face said it all and you just knew all the bad memories from his childhood came back.

Derek’s face was filled with regret he was extreme at times but this was something else. Watching Isaac grab his bag and leave, it broke your heart that this is what it’s come too.

“Did you really have to throw that glass at him?” you asked Derek who was leaning against the table, looking upset.

“He wouldn’t leave and I needed him too” he said.

Walking down the last few steps you stopping and crossed your arms, “So throwing a glass at his head was the way to get him to leave?”.

Derek sighed and you knew that he didn’t want to talk about it, but at this stage you weren’t going to give him the chance to just ignore this or walk away.

“You don’t know what it’s like! I’m trying to protect him, I couldn’t save Boyd or Erica and I don’t want the same thing to happen to Isaac”.

Derek shouting was never your favourite thing, he could be violent and scary when his anger kicked it. By no means would he ever hurt you, but just seeing the darkness in his eyes was enough to give you goosebumps.

“Derek you didn’t have to push him away” you said.

“I had no choice!” he shouted in obvious frustration at the fact that you couldn’t grasp that concept.

“Don’t spin the I had no choice bullshit! You did, and your only saying that you didn’t just to make yourself feel better”.

High levels of anger and just emotions in general were probably clouding both yours and Derek’s judgement right now. And although putting all the blame on him wasn’t exactly fair, the pressure just all got too much for him and in all honestly you couldn’t really blame him for lashing out. But he lashed out at Isaac in the worst way, that’s why you were mad.

“What do you want me to do Y/N, do you want me to apologize to Isaac? Do you want me to go and find him and bring him back? What do you want me to do!”.

Derek was taking steps with each passing word and considering he had long legs it didn’t take long for you guys to be face to face.

“Do what you want. I just can’t believe you did that to Isaac of all people, especially when you knew of his past and how much his already been through. He looks up to you Derek, he trusts you. And how do you return that trust, by throwing a glass at his head”.

He looked at you with sad eyes, “I’m sorry to disappoint you. But I did what I had to do”.

“Don’t you always Derek.”

Grabbing your coat you put it on and made your way to the door, “Where are you going?” Derek asked.

“If you kicked Isaac out, I’m guessing you don’t want me here either. You got to stop pushing people away Derek…all we want to do is help.” Sliding the door, Derek’s hand landed on top of yours.

“I don’t want you to go” he said, although you barely heard what he had said.

“You can’t plead with me to stay but have no problem in kicking Isaac out, it doesn’t work that way.”

Hearing Derek say what he did next, was possibly the most hardest thing he had to do. It was just one word, but it meant so much. “Stay” he whispered.

By now you were face to face. Derek and you weren’t an item, in fact you don’t think either of you knew what this was. It was complicated, but that was where the line ended. Softly placing your hand on his face, it was heartbreaking to leave him. But everything was changing and you didn’t know what was real anymore.

Tearing your eyes away from Derek’s, you got the door open and walked out. Soon enough the reality of it all would hit you, but until then you had no problem in feeling numb.

anonymous asked:

Hiya! You're great at answering questions and I love your shark blog haha :) I'd love to hear you opinion on the ackermans and what powers they have and what triggers the power to awaken? I think they become more serious, stoic and focused afterwards. Thanks if you can answer :)

Hi Anon~Let’s have an Ackerpower talk~!

Originally posted and translated by @yusenki

In Isayama’s Q & A from January 2016 (chapter 77), a reader asked Isayama “Why do Mikasa and Levi look slim despite their weight?” and Isayama replied “Because there is unseen power embodied within them.” Regarding the Ackerpower, it appears to be some sort of “awaken strength” of the body of an Ackerman. It also results in an increase of bone density which makes him/her heavier than normal people (Mikasa’s weight is 68 kg).

Look at this panel from chapter 63. At the “awaken” moment of Mikasa, she stomp on the wooden floor and damaged it. It’s surprising that it appears that the effects of awaken Ackerpower is immediate that the little girl could defeat the kidnapper in such a short period of time.

I’m also suspecting that apart from the extraordinary strength, the Ackerpower may include some sort of healing abilities? I keep wondering why Mikasa had recovered from her rib fractures so fast within one week in Chapter 51:

In reality, it is said that a fractured rib takes at least 6 weeks to heal.

Meanwhile, I’m suspecting Mikasa has some titan-related abilities given by Grisha Yeager.

I believe every Ackerman has potentials to have his/her Ackerpower awaken, but the probability is low—–maybe it can only happen during a life-or-death situation, like what Mikasa had encountered in Year 844. 

I don’t know whether taking the spin-off anime A Choice With No Regrets into account is appropriate, that we can see after Levi had known Farlan and Isabel were killed by a titan, he furiously sliced the titan multiple times (well…I muted the video during the part of Levi vs the titan….I know there were horrible screams…..)—-maybe that’s the “awaken” moment mentioned by Levi in chapter 63.

(And you can see Levi’s eyes are glowing in the OVA ACWNR.)

anonymous asked:

i'm sorry, i'm not exactly sure how to ask lol would you do a reading for me about my classes? i have a lot of exams coming up and i'm worried. i just kinda wanna know how that's all gonna go down and if there's something i should maybe watch out for?

Hello i drew a past present and future spread for you. 4 of wands, wheel of fortune and page of pentacles.

The past: 4 of wands: its a party pass the cake! It can stand for success, good relationships happy family. Things might be a little bumpy but it is all good. Celebrate the day whether it is achieving a goal or just because the sun is shining, gather your friends and family and enjoy the moment!

The present: wheel of fortune: all possibilities lie before you. This card says heads up and pay attention. The opportunities are in front of you spin the wheel and choice before you. This wont help you make the decisions but it does remind you that fortune favors the bold.

The future: page of pentacles: eager to see what the future holds. Your path is wide open, prepare for new adventures. Have you been considering starting a new endeavor or beginning over again, now might be the time to go for it.

I hope this helped and it is open to others interpretations. Blessings to you and yours

anonymous asked:

You're nothing more than a "cluster of cells", if you want to get technical about it. I'm so sick and tired of the spin that so called "pro-choice" people put on abortion. Too many abortions are the result of pure selfishness, stupidity and arrogance. Not all.. But FAR too many, and I find it disgusting.

And I find it disgusting that you believe that people should have no say over their body and their lives. I find it disgusting that you care more about a cluster of cells with no concept of anything than the living person that is carrying it and that will give birth to it. I find it disgusting that you care more about a cluster of cells with no concept of anything than the unwanted living baby that will be born into a home where it is a) unwanted b) uncared for c) unable to be provided for financially d) unable to be provided for mentally. There is something very wrong with the idea that the value and status of a grown human being with emotions, feelings, and a life of their own equates, or is even overridden by, a cluster of cells that has no concept of anything.