tagging her so she can see

List of The 100 episodes for reference
Season 1:
  1. Pilot
  2. 17 episodes until Lexa
  3. 16 episodes until Lexa
  4. 15 episodes until Lexa
  5. 14 episodes until Lexa
  6. 13 episodes until Lexa
  7. 12 episodes until Lexa
  8. 11 episodes until Lexa
  9. 10 episodes until Lexa
  10. 9 episodes until Lexa
  11. 8 episodes until Lexa
  12. 7 episodes until Lexa
  13. 6 episodes until Lexa

Season 2:

  1. 5 episodes until Lexa
  2. 4 episodes until Lexa
  3. 3 episodes until Lexa
  4. 2 episodes until Lexa
  5. 1 episode until Lexa
  6. Lexa pt. 1
  7. Lexa pt. 2
  8. Lexa pt. 3
  9. Lexa pt. 4
  10. Lexa pt. 5
  11. Lexa pt. 6
  12. Lexa pt. 7
  13. Lexa pt. 8
  14. Lexa pt. 9
  15. Lexa where are u going
  16. sad
It’s quiet uptown, Alex dies, Eliza sings

ANGELICA:
There are moments that the words don’t reach
There’s a grief too powerful to name
You fight your tears back as well as you can
Once more burdened with the unimaginable!

The moments when your’re in so deep
It feels easier to just swim down
Eliza Hamilton moves uptown
Consumed again by the unimaginable!

ELIZA:
I spend hours in his study
I pour over his words once more
And it’s quiet uptown
A quiet we both felt once before

I take my sister to church with the children
A sign of the cross at the door
And I pray…
I don’t know how I’m going to endure…

ENSEMBLE
If you see her in the street, walking by herself,
Talking to herself, have pity!

ELIZA:
Alexander, you liked it uptown!
It’s quiet uptown!

ENSEMBLE:
She is going through the unimaginable!
She stays up at night, sitting where he used to write
Taking in his words and the city!

ELIZA:
Look around! Look around!
How lucky we are to be alive right now!!

ENSEMBLE:
Can you imagine?

ELIZA (Imagining Alexander beside her):
Look at where you are!
Look at where you started!
I really don’t know why I deserve you
But hear me out!
That would be enough!
If I could spare your life!
If I could trade your life for mine!
You’d be standing here right now
Your dreams alive
And that would be enough!

I don’t pretend to know
The struggles you were facing!
When you wrote that cursed pamphlet,
when you set your world ablaze.

But I’m not afraid!
I know who I married!
I’ll keep your legacy alive…
Could that be enough?

ENSEMBLE:
If you see her in his room
Reading to herself, sobbing to herself
Have pity!
She is going through the unimaginable!
See her sitting all alone, facing the unknown
Looking out at her husband’s city

ELIZA:
Why did you write like you were running out of time?

ENSEMBLE:
She is going through the unimaginable!

ANGELICA:
There are moments that the words don’t reach
There’s a sadness too terrible to name
We find resolve as best as we can
To push away the unimaginable!
We are standing at his headstone
I am standing by Eliza’s side
She reads his words:

HAMILTON (voice):
This letter, my very dear Eliza, will not be delivered to you, unless I shall first have terminated my earthly career; to begin, as I humbly hope from redeeming grace and divine mercy, a happy immortality.

ELIZA/HAMILTON:
I need not tell you of the pangs I feel, from the idea of quitting you and exposing you to the anguish which I know you would feel.
Fly to the bosom of your God and be comforted. With my last idea; I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world.

ELIZA:
Adieu best of wives and best of Women.
Ever yours

HAMILTON:
Alexander.

ELIZA: It’s quiet uptown!

ENSEMBLE:
His legacy…Can you imagine?
His legacy… Can you imagine?
If you see her in the street, walking by herself, talking to herself have pity…
She is going through the unimaginable!


MIght wanna grab some tissues, just like Lin, I made myself cry too

Here’s a link to the original song

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(low key wants @linmanuel to see this, but is scared he’ll hate it)

Homestuck Pool Party Headcanons

John: Canonballs in IMMEDIATELY, he is yelling and he is fucking excited move out of the way this boy is coming through!! Also, because he has a breath aspect I am 413% certain that he can stay underwater for indefinite amounts of time and you can bet your ass he’s going around grabbing people’s feet to freak them out. He and Terezi have a contest to see who can make the most people jump, I will not say who wins I will only say that it is unfortunate for everyone involved. He and Dave are an unstoppable chicken team, they have never lost and will do Whatever It Takes to make sure that remains true.

Dave: Is just chillin, he cares more about keeping his shades dry than swimming around. He will go hard as hell in Marco Polo tho, if you thought he was too cool to jump at the nearest person faster than the speed of light you were wrong buddy he will do what it takes to WIN. Also, when he is the Marco he will (unfairly) target Karkat. This is frustrating. “I’m not even being that loud” Karkat protests for the umpteenth time Dave tags him. “Bullshit” everyone else says, but there’s still a rule that Dave can’t tag Karkat more than five times in a row because really Dave we know you love hearing him yell but Enough Please.

Karkat: Is Bad At Marco Polo. He is so loud. My son. Please. Is very hesitant to get into the water at first bc he’s sensitive to the cold and would rather angrily sweat than deal with the initial shock of getting in. Dave will patiently chill nearby until Karkat is ready, or Dave decides that Karkat is ready in which he will absolutely drag him in. Karkat does not know how to swim so he won’t go past the shallow end, and considering how short he is, uh, that’s not very much of the pool. Dave has to carry him sometimes which he complains about A Lot but secretly kind of likes it whoops. Karkat and Sollux are the shittiest chicken team, Karkat is too afraid of falling in to have any sort of effective strategy and Sollux is like “Karkat just push him” and sort of plows into the other team which just leads to Karkat screeching and nothing gets done.

Roxy: LOVES SWIMMING WITH HER FRIENDS!!! Real people?? That she’s hanging out with?? And you KNOW she’s excited to wear that cute as fuck bikini she alchemized months ago ‘just in case’ ;) ;) ;). After years of knowing Jane and her silly prankster shenanigans, John will absolutely not get the drop on her no sir, he tries to grab her foot she will raise that leg and pull the boy out of the water and give him the Mom Look™. This is war. John will not win. She loves being with Jane and Roxy and her boys!! She is just full of so much love it’s incredible. She deserves this so much.

Calliope: Doesn’t know much about swimming or why humans (and trolls ish) find it so enjoyable, but Roxy is excited so she is too! Interestingly enough, cherubs Do Not Float. Roxy is waving a nervous Callie into the pool and she’s coming down the ladder and once it gets to her chin everyone expects her to do something but no, she makes it to the bottom of the pool and just walks like normal over to where Roxy is. The water level comes up to just below her nose and she has to tilt her head back to speak. “Like this?” She asks excitedly, ‘uh,,, yeah,,,like that’ everyone responds nervously, giving big smiles and thumbs up because they don’t want to disappoint her.

Jade: A master swimmer, she and Jake grew up on an island in the middle of the goddamn pacific my girl knows how to GO. No one realized how fucking ripped Jade was. Jade is ripped as heck. She’s got back and shoulder muscles like an absolute goddess and everyone is like holy shit? Jade? Have you been benching pumpkins all these years? She likes chilling with Jane and Roxy and Calliope because she has been longing for some gals to hang with forever. Not that she doesn’t love Rose, she does, it’s just, they have such differing personalities and anyways it’s kind of hard being around her and Kanaya bc they’re so cute it makes your teeth hurt.

Rose: She and Kanaya have matching floppy sun hats, they love laying out in the sun because Kanaya is a little nervous around water thanks to a certain sea-dweller *cough* eridan *cough*. Rose doesn’t mind, her swimsuits are more for show than swim anyways. She’s got some really cool and intricate goth-y ones and some nice lighthearted pastel ones, an orange and yellow fancy one-piece and a frilly lavender one. Rose has a new appreciation for sunlight but still religiously applies sunscreen because a home girl may be immortal, but fuck if she is gonna deal with any nasty sunburns after defeating the fucking embodiment of evil.

Kanaya: As previously stated, very nervous around water, but so so happy to be in the sun?? It’s not as bright as the one on Alternia which is fine because that means her troll friends can enjoy it too, but she’s literally just so happy to be around people that enjoy the sun the way she does because she’s felt wrong and different about it for years and she finally found someone that understands her ahhshshsjs. She designs all of Rose’s swimsuits and loves seeing her wear them. When it gets dark out, she likes to turn on the glow a little and all these cute little furry wingbeasts will flock to her?? “Those are moths” Rose tells her. “These are my children now” Kanaya pats Rose’s arm, they’re her children too because that’s how human marriage works she’s pretty sure

Dirk: Is so awkward oh my godddd, a little uncomfortable in his body actually? This boy might have muscle but he is all arms and legs and doesn’t know what to do with them because he’s never fuckifnfnfn been around people before. Doesn’t say “Marco” during Marco Polo, he just listens. Breath too loud? You’re tagged. Splash a little? Tagged. Move? Tagged. He’s never Marco for more than two minutes because he’s so in tune with his reflexes that no one even stands a chance. With Jake on his shoulders, they make a decent chicken team, but they’re too worried about each other to be effective. “You okay up there?” He wants to make sure. Someone is tipping Jake over oh no get him off my shoulders is he okay, oh he’s fine, yes I know how the game works Roxy, no Rose why don’t you get in the pool and do a better job before you come for me like that. Rose and Kanaya, in an extremely rare occurrence, do get in for a round of chicken. They beat Dirk and Jake almost immediately. They return to the deck. This never happened and we don’t speak of it.

Jake: Is bad at Marco Polo, he’s an amazing swimmer but he’s not…quiet. After growing up on that island, fighting and swimming, Jake is also Ripped as Heck. Dirk blushes his fucking ass off the first time he sees Jake shirtless. Jake acts all clueless like oh? What’s wrong Dirk? Is something the matter? But he knows exactly what he’s doing and if he’s subtly flexing in front of him, well. That can’t be helped. He may suck during chicken with Dirk, but with Jade on his shoulders? Hoo boy, they give Dave and John a run for their money. He is also John’s favorite to grab the feet of because his reactions are always so over the top with his phrasing. “Horsefeathers!” He grabs at his foot in panic because his first thought is it was one of the monsters from his island, then he sees it was just John who is laughing his ass off because, horse feathers? Really? “I say,” Jake huffs indignantly even though he’s smiling now. “Warn a fellow!”

Jane: Looks rockin’ in her swimsuits because she’s wearing the whole high waisted pinup style ones and?? She’s super gorgeous? Roxy makes sure to tell her that every five seconds just in case she forgets. She and Roxy make a decent chicken team, usually they’re laughing so hard by the end of it that whoever was on top can’t do anything and they fall off because they don’t care about winning they’re just having such a good time. She and Roxy take turns carrying Callie around when the water gets too deep, not that Callie needs to be above the water per se as she seems to have no trouble breathing, but it just makes everyone a little more comfortable and anyways Callie loves it.

Terezi: Killer at Marco Polo for obvious reasons, sometimes she gets tagged on purpose just to show off how quickly she can find people. The only person she’s never been able to get is John, he uses his windy powers to obscure his scent so she can’t “see” him. He is her Marco Polo white whale. One day, John, one day. She and Vriska are terrifying during chicken, Vriska will plow full speed towards the opposing team and Terezi is ready to Throw Hands. The most intense games are between them and John and Dave, both John and Terezi are on top and they fuckin battle it out so hard that Dave and even Vriska start to get nervous on the bottom.

Sollux: Says the water feels slimy. “No shit,” Karkat tells him. “It’s water you fucking shitstain.” Sollux cheats during chicken by using his psiionics to keep Karkat on his shoulders which only makes Karkat mad because he’s terrified of falling in and holy shit Sollux I don’t care what you think your powers are doing I’m gonna fall in fuck fuck fuck. “No I got you” Sollux assures him. He does not. Karkat is not got. Oh well. Sollux mostly likes chilling on inner tubes, plural. He has a blue one and a red one because he’s too tall to fit in just one. “Get a bigger inner tube” Karkat complains. “Perhaps get one of those long, recliner like ones?” Kanaya suggests. No. Sollux will use two inner tubes. He will make the sacrifice of comfort for his aesthetic.

Diana Prince is a Goddamn Dork™ headcanons

1. When she’s going from the top of a building to the ground floor, she never takes the stairs, or the elevator. No, she jumps, and lands with a MASSIVE smile on her face.

2. Will occasionally use her lasso to swing from things and pretend to be Batman.

3. Switches languages mid-sentence whenever she’s talking to Billy, just to see if he can keep up. He always can.

4. Whenever a group of children starts playing near her, she automatically and without fail joins the game. Parents have stories of the time they met Wonder Woman patiently listening to their children explain the rules of freeze tag.

5. Is well aware that she is the only woman that Hal Jordan finds too intimidating to flirt with, so she aggressively flirts with him instead just to watch him get flustered.

6. Worst puns in the Justice League. In 600 languages.

7. Makes frequent “when I was your age” jokes that refer to ancient historical events that she could not possibly have been there for.

8. Curates multiple fandom blogs on subjects as diverse as Greek tragedy, Star Wars, anime, and board games. Spends her monitor duty updating those blogs instead of working because “Athena will tell me if anything happens.”

9. Anytime a mythological figure is mentioned, no matter from what mythology or whether they’re real or not, responds, “oh yeah, they owe me money.”

10. Keeps stealing Bruce’s planes, because they all have cloaking technology that renders them near-invisible and she claims she “couldn’t tell the difference.”

I’m going to be collaborating with @chromapulse on some of these from now on, so if you’re enjoying this you should watch their blog too.

Casting Glamours

What is a glamour?

Stemming from the old Scots word, a “glamour” (always spelt with the British “ou”, as we are referring to the spell not the trait) is a kind of magickal spell or enchantment that a person casts upon an object, a person, or themselves to confuse, bewitch or obscure the senses of other observers. For instance, a pickpocket may use glamours as a means of assisting in the avoidance of detection, and a secret Witch may use a glamour to hide their spell supplies. Glamours are also one of the primary spells that the Fae Folk use to hide their presence, and also to make mischief and cause harm to intrusive or blundering humans who offend them. 


Why have I never heard of this before?!

Probably because it’s not very flashy and, by its very nature, it’s centred around concealment. Glamours are very powerful, very useful spells, but they don’t involve love or money or luck or happiness and so they tend to be overlooked by most novice or self-taught Witches. They’re also quite hard to perfect, and so many more experienced Witches give up before they have mastered them.

They are simultaneously very simple spells to perform, but very difficult to perfect, as they require significant effort of Will and a lot of practice but if you achieve a true glamour it can be one of the most powerful spells in any Witch’s arsenal. It’s also worth noting, however, that glamours do not conceal things from machines. Machines like metal detectors, security cameras and proximity detectors don’t have minds, and as such they cannot be fooled by magick that affects the mind and how the brain perceives senses. They also work poorly on animals, especially cats. Do not try to fool a cat with a glamour. Dogs are often confused by glamours, but generally see through them with time, and snakes and lizards are completely immune as far as I can tell (since their minds are not concerned with things that glamours affect).


OK, but how do I cast a glamour?

The first step is, as with all spells, to decide to do it. Decide “I am going to cast a glamour”. Know it in your soul, know that what you will do is magick, it is a glamour, and that it’s purpose is to hide yourself. Glamours on yourself are generally the easiest to start with, because they are the easiest kind with which to tell when something needs improving. 

Secondly, you must visualise strongly - and I mean REALLY strongly, let it consume your being - the purpose of the glamour. Fill yourself with the knowledge how how it will work, what it will do, how it will work. If you are looking for a glamour of imperception, whereby you attempt to make yourself hard to see by convincing the minds of people around you that you are utterly uninteresting and forgettable, fill yourself with that. Let to complete and utter truth of that ring through your head; 

“I am forgettable, I’m not even here. You don’t remember me, I’m utterly boring, I’m just another part of the background. Everything about me is empty and dull. There is nothing here”

And similar such truths. Let your Willpower make them true, let their truth fill the world around you through the strength of your visualisation.

Thirdly, sustain it. This is the hardest step, but a glamour will only last for as long as it is sustained and remembered. If you are visualising a glamour on something that moves or changes (such as yourself) this can involve literally constant reinforcement - never ever stop thinking those reinforcing statements and pouring all your Willpower into them. For objects that are more static, for instance a chest containing spell supplies, this can simply involve a period of refreshment every evening whereby you place your hands upon it and refresh the enchantment you’ve placed upon the chest, reminding it of how completely ignorable and boring it is, reminding it that nobody will open it because nobody will care enough to try, that nobody will notice it because it’s so dull it’s not even there. 


That seems REALLY hard, is there a simpler way?

The short answer is, no. This is why glamours are often quite unpopular - despite their obvious power and usefulness, the sheer effort of Will that goes into the construction of a glamour, and the amount of practice you need to get really good, can scare off a lot of Witches from truly persisting. Those who need glamours are often the only ones who are really any good at them - the best glamour-caster I have ever known developed her skill during her life as a pickpocket, when she used glamours to avoid getting caught. The simple fact that she has no criminal record attests to their efficacy! But, it took her a very long time to get that good, and most Witches simply don’t care enough to try.

However, I urge you to do so! It’s such a rewarding skill, even if only so that you can be the undisputed champion of paintball and laser tag in your friend group because nobody ever sees you in the shadows. 

So there you are! The ancient, powerful, and mostly-overlooked art of glamours! I hope this helped all you lovely Witches!

– Juniper Wildwalk

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pidge is such an amazing and inspiring character. like she is a young teenager and she is just absolutely brilliant? she can do things with tech i cant even begin to understand and its just beyond impressive and i know a bunch of little girls who are fans of the show definitely look up to her. she is incredibly quick witted and creative and innovative and passionate and skilled. i love my 2 foot tall daughter just from the way she has already been introduced to us and i cant wait to see her character get more development in the upcoming season. im so excited you guys!

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like it’s canon that taako and kravitz take vacations in the astral plane!! so really all it is is another weekend trip to see magnus and julia, and barry and lup (because lup needs to meet this girl because she sounds bitchin from all of what mags has told her about her) can tag along and at that point it’s a potluck that they get to host once a month

So yesterday I got to see a chiropractor who is familiar with helping people recover from major auto-immune shit. She came highly recommended from a friend who also has a lot of chronic health issues and is much older but has sadly gone the “I don’t need modern medicine I’ll just eat a salt rock lamp” route of trying to recover.

So I had an idea that they might be a little, shall we say, on the hippyish side of things. So you can imagine my surprise when I didn’t see a single appropriated Buddha statue anywhere. Amazing I know.

The chiro herself was very bubbly and welcoming, and was able to make several adjustments to my spine as well as a cranial adjustment which I feel might have been the cause of last night’s headache. But at the time it felt…I dunno how to describe it. It was dizzying, but there was also a feeling of profound relief, and now I’m fully able to roll my neck on my shoulders again without significant pain for the first time in years. It’s amazing. It sounds awful cause everything is crackling and popping like popping candy and shards of glass shook up in a bottle of cola, but it feels great.

She also did something to my teeth??? I dunno how common it is for your chiropractor to put their (gloved) hands into your mouth and apply pressure to your upper jaw but it felt weird. There was a pop and a click where it felt like my upper teeth had actually shifted, and then I had to motion to her that I needed to sit up real quick because my sinuses were just draining down the back of my throat and I was starting to choke. As soon as I was able to sit up my nose started running too and I had to sit for a good 10-15 minutes just letting my sinuses drain while she commented on how it had been “quite a blockage”. And I’m still a little stuffy (allergies and head cold) but the puffiness under my eyes is gone??? What literal witchcraft????

She also did something to my hips and although I’m still stiff I can actually lift my left leg up while standing and not immediately lose my balance, and vice versa. I can only do it for a short while before the muscle spasm kicks in but it’s something?

She was really positive about how she didn’t think too much of the current damage (at least below my hips) would be permanent, so that was reassuring too. Idk. I’m happy I went to see her. I’m hoping this will be a good way of managing some of my worse pain. And if it somehow manages to help with my chronic respiratory stuff then that’s just the cherry on the top. 

Fallout week 2017 day 2.. East or West

west..for reasons

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HOSHI-SIM HALSEY ‘hopeless’ CHOKER

Heeeellooooo! It’s us! And here we are…with our first original mesh! This choker is inspired by the ‘hopeless’ choker Halsey has on her store, which she also wore here! Obviously it isn’t an exact replica but we still wanted to share it with you guys! It comes in 8 swatches, and sadly it doesn’t work with morphs (we’re just beginning to learn how to make original meshes). If you use it in your game, tag your posts with #hoshisim so we can see it!

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hello, it’s a beautiful monday and i’ve come here to share a series of headcanons about kara being the ultimate boob girl, you know how many regrets i have? zero, none. (@luthorbitch)

  • when kara and lena first start dating kara is not quite sure as to why she loves certain attires on lena, because well duh she always looks great with whatever she’s wearing but she has come to realize she really likes when lena wears tight dresses or low cut blouses. kara convinces herself the first few times she catches herself staring it’s because lena has really nice collarbones    all sharp and kissable but her eyes always end up at lena’s cleavage for some strange reason.
  • making out with lena is great, especially when she’s still wearing work clothes, sometimes her skirt rides up and kara can catch a glimpse of creamy skin, lena’s lipstick always ends up smeared over her mouth and jaw, her usually perfectly combed hair turns into a mess and most importantly, when lena presses closer to her, she can feel her boobs against her own chest and it’s… weirdly enjoyable. 
  • lena is not stupid, she notices just how flustered kara becomes whenever she’s wearing a particularly tight shirt or how whenever they kiss kara grabs her waist to pull her impossibly close to her, or how if they’re in the middle of an interview sometimes kara stares at her boobs. and she would be lying if she said she doesn’t find it thrilling, so she decides to tease, because why not? she makes it her mission to see just how long kara can take it before actually acting upon her desires. 
  • “come to game night! lucy just came back from chicago and she’s dying to meet you, i’ve told her a lot about you!” and lena knows she shouldn’t be a little shit but the opportunity is right there, so she shows up to kara’s apartment wearing skinny jeans, heels and a shirt that shows off her goodies. when kara opens the door and catches the outfit she squeezes the door knob so hard she breaks it. “wow, kara, are you alright?!” alex instantly stands up from her place on the couch and lena has to fight the smirk that threatens to give away her plan. 
  • lena spends the entire night making it hard for kara to control her impulses. she bends down way too much whenever she has to roll the dices to monopoly and unlike any other regular game night, this time she has decided to sit right across from kara so she can watch her every movement. kara squirms, every single time lena straightens her back and flashes a smile her way poor kara is red faced and struggling to breathe    lena loves it.
  • when finally everyone’s gone, kara basically launches herself at lena. she kisses her everywhere, her enthusiasm is overwhelming but still kara doesn’t touch her boobs and lena’s patience is running low, so while they’re kissing, lena grabs kara’s hands and guides them both to rest on top of her breasts. kara stops in her tracks, opens her eyes wide “are you, are you okay with that?” lena doesn’t answer she arches her back into kara’s warm fingers and that’s all kara needs, she kneads for an entire half hour before lena’s driver is at the door to take her home, lmao.
  • “my back hurts,” lena says a week or so after their heavy makeout. “i’ve had one hell of a day and i don’t know why i decided to use this awful bra, it doesn’t give me all the support i need,” kara, little b cup angel doesn’t have idea what lena’s talking about but because she’s an amazing girlfriend, she offers to give her a back massage, “that’ll help, right?” and of course lena is one of those girls that have an entire lush store in her closet, she comes back from her room wearing shorts and a tanktop and carrying tons of lotions so kara can pick one. kara has never in her life given a massage, she’s regretting the decission as soon as she starts reading the tags on the back of the bottles. she’s so fixated in finding the difference between vanilla/coconut and cocunut/strawberry that it’s not until lena clears her throat that she sees her standing there, hands in hips and without a shirt on. kara breaks the two bottles she’s holding when she sees lena’s bra is almost transparent. “kara, honey! those were my favorite!” 
  • they’re making out instead of watching the film kara picked on netflix, lena straddling kara’s lap and grinding against her softly, “god, it’s too hot in here” lena says with a single drop of sweat running down her temple and kara doesn’t know what comes over her when she tells her to take her shirt off, most certainly she also didn’t expect lena to actually do it. kara barely has the time to register the black bra with pink details because lena’s kissing her hard again. lena is a terrific kisser, she truly is but right now she can’t concentrate on how her tongue does wonders because she feeling lena’s boobs bouncing ever so lightly and it’s driving her insane, she wants to see that. so she breaks apart and lena’s a little confused, she quirks an eyebrow and is about to ask if something’s wrong, if they should maybe stop. but kara suddenly grabs her ass and forces her to grind harder and lena’s mouth opens in a silent scream. lena comes grinding against kara’s thigh and kara doesn’t think she’ll ever find something as beautiful as the sight of lena luthor’s boobs covered in lingerie bouncing.
  • she’s wrong. lena’s boobs without the bra are more beautiful. 
  • the first time they have sex kara spends solidly twenty minutes sucking on lena’s nipples. lena has to push her away because, “i am horny you need to fuck me right now or help me god,” and kara does… bless.
  • alex is going to kill everyone. the whole gang’s at the bar, a little bit drunk and a lot giggly when lucy asks “spill the truth everyone, james and i had a discussion yesterday on how asses are better than boobs, so we’re running a consensus. what do y’all prefer?” alex says asses, james and lucy agree with her, winn says thighs, lena says she refuses to live on such a binary and close minded system and then kara shrugs and says she doesn’t have a preference, just as they are about to move on lena scoffs and says “yeah, right” kara looks genuinely confused and lucy, of course being the horrible person she is, asks lena to elaborate. “kara is a boob girl.” everyone laughs but alex’s face matches kara’s offense. “i am not!” kara almost screams but lena, composed as usual takes a sip of her whisky and smirks, “you spent an hour and half kissing my boobs yesterday and when i asked you if you were in the mood you said you weren’t, you just liked burying your face in them.” kara wants to hide under the table, james and lucy high five lena, alex is actually going to kill someone because, christ, that mental image won’t leave her head. 
  • “it’s a little weird,” kara says blushing and looking at the floor. she’s been texting lena the whole week about a thing she wants to try but just as she’s about to say what it is, she changes her mind and insists it’s nothing that important. lena is not letting her off the hook that easy. not today. “promise me you won’t laugh!” and lena kisses her cheek and promises. “i want to… well i don’t know how to say it, if it has an actual name or something… i want to try and, i don’t know, eat whipped cream… off your boobs? is that weird?” lena bites her lower lip… food in sex means mess and she’s not into messy stuff, but if kara is then she’ll give it a try “okay, but you have to promise me you’ll lick it up clean, i don’t want my tits sticky.”
  • so it turns out lena actually enjoys it. whipped cream, chocolate syrup, nutella, ice cream… she has to draw the line at tomato sauce though, “no kara, i am not a pizza” 
  • kara hates shopping, she doesn’t understand why people take so long in clothing stores, if she finds a pair of jeans that fit well then she’s buying four more because what’s the point on wasting more time and energy in things she won’t even use. however lena loves shopping. she spends hours looking at shoes, and bags, and dresses, and makeup and kara loves her, she does but she just wants to go home and watch cut throat kitchen because they’ve been standing in the middle of swarovski for two hours now only because lena doesn’t know if she wants that cute diamond ring with emerald details or gold. “i have to do one more stop, just one more and then i promise we’ll go home.” kara groans but follows her anyways. they get to victoria secret’s and lena just ponders around the shop, “love? do you want me in red or in blue?” kara almost trips with her own feet as she sees lena grabbing two similar lacy bras, “both?” kara answers sheepishly and the smile that lena flashes her way is enough to make her knees go weak. “i want both of these in 36D.” 
  • the next time someone asks her if she’s more of an ass girl or a boobs girl all she has to think about is lena on nothing but lingerie, boobs going up and down as she rides kara and the answer comes to mind easily, “you know… i love boobs. i just… i love them. they’re soft and cushiony and you can kiss them and bite them and leave hickeys on them, boobs are… wow!!!! boobs are great.” alex smacks her in the head.
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sessshomaru’s mother | requested by @bandz-amakeher-scream

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Can you imagine Steve’s reaction when he broke into the Raft and saw Wanda’s condition? The shock collar and straightjacket, her quiet demeanour, and her pale face with redness around the eyes? It’s so much like Bucky’s control under HYDRA that I bet Steve completely lost it.

Because Steve took Wanda under his wing: he (along with Sam and Nat) taught her how to be a Superhero, how to read the situation and how to stay safe. He believed in her, and knew she could control her powers – Steve trusted Wanda with his life when he jumped into that building. He owes her his life when she stopped Rumlow’s bomb from exploding on him. 

Steve looked out for her wellbeing throughout the entire movie: checking on her after the Lagos incident, turning off the TV to make Wanda stop torturing herself with the footage, with the vitriol the media was spewing about her. Steve even ordered General Ross to stop playing the Lagos footage. He wouldn’t let them control Wanda through fear, or use her for fear, like HYDRA (and the media) did with Bucky.

So when Steve heard that Tony had locked Wanda in the compound and had taken her choices away – that Tony even dared call her a ‘Weapon of Mass Destruction’? He was pissed. Because Wanda’s just a kid and they’re treating her like a ticking bomb, like they treated Bucky – locking him away, treating him like nothing more than a weapon. Tony’s side made Wanda feel so terrible about herself that she was too afraid to do anything, thought it was better to hide away… again, much like Bucky at the start of CW. 

Steve sent Clint – the one person Wanda will listen to – to go get her, to talk some sense into her like he did in AoU. It was on the same vein as Steve had said: casualties are part of war, and if they don’t find a way to live with it, then no one gets saved. To make amends for herself, she has to get off her ass and fight. And she does; she has Steve’s back, and he has hers. 

tl;dr: Steve loves Wanda. He’s incredibly protective of her, he believes in her, and he feels connected to her; they both chose to let their government experiment on them to help their country. Steve refused to sign the Accords because he knew they would do something like this to her – since Wanda’s power is within her, locking her up is the only way the government can control her. She is the weapon, so she can’t be free. Bucky was treated much the same way, both by HYDRA and the US government. And Steve knew this. The parallels between Wanda and Bucky are so strong in this story, and Steve was doing everything he could to make sure Wanda didn’t suffer the same fate.

So to see Wanda like that… you can bet Steve freaked out. He’s not leaving her with Tony and the government – Wanda’s coming with him to Wakanda. He’s not going to let them control her. And after this? I’m betting she won’t let them, either. 

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magicrainbowbewbs  asked:

Hello! My friend and I recently saw your post about your great great grandmother and the nudes and we started arguing, Did the nudes make him come back? Was the husband your great great grandfather or did she remarry or something? We also started arguing about what the nudes looked like and what she was doing but out of respect I wont ask about that. Thanks!

First of all, thank you for not being a weirdo and demanding to see GGG’s nudes becauxe a lot of people here are WERID.  So if you go through the “Family Lore” tag on my blog, you can hear the whole story under “A Holiday Story”, but to Clarify:

1.  First husband was a JACKASS, drunk and abuser who had nine daughters with her, then faked his death and fucked off to Chicago.  She had every reason to believe he was dead, as his brother had been murdered due to gambling debts the year before and had to be fished out of the Thames.  Victorian England Sucked.

2. GGG re-marries, has two more daughters, including my great-grandmother, so I am not related to First husband.  Second Husband is a pretty OK guy who only beat her sometimes.  Victorian England still sucks.

3. Fist Husband runs out of money, writes her for more.  This causes a problem as they never divorced, so now GGG is committing bigamy in the eyes of British law… despite the fact they handed her his death certificate.  Victorian England- You get the idea/

4.  In the middle of this legal brouhaha, Second Husband dies from being stabbed at a Pub.  Distraught and having 11 daughters to support GGG goes to a studio and has The Nudes done and mailed to Chicago in hopes of coaxing him back.

5. First Husband, because he is a JACKASS mails them back with an angry letter saying he never loved her and “I was as glad to be rid of you as one is of a leech.”

6. Well.

7. GGG takes a look at all the bills and the lack of pensions and court fees and decides if First Husband can Fuck Off To Grand America, so can she, so she goes about making sure all of First Husband’s daughters  are married/moved away/have their names changed so the courts can’t get to them (the first nine are all adults by now). and books three tickets for her and her 16 and 14 year-old daughters of Second Husband on the Titanic, because if you’re going to Flounce from a country to go murder your First Husband, do it in STYLE.  Third-class BUT STILL.

8. Great-Aunt Liz (14) gets the measles, inadvertently saves everyone.

9.  They’re on the NEXT Boat, because First Husband Still Needs Killing, they end up picking up some of the survivors from ANOTHER wreck, which is how GG (16) met a nice Definitely Austrian Man, And Absolutely Not A Russian Jew Fleeing to America (19).  He accidentally gave her head lice, so she had to be shaved when they got to Ellis Island, and he felt so bad about it he tracked her down and presented her with a Nice Hat*.

10.  The allow the Nice “Austrian” Man to accompany them as they travel East, because this is 1912 and America is kind of an armpit so it’s handy to have a Man to deal with the locals and he’s good at bargaining and not bad-looking and regards the three of them with an Appropriate Level Of Fear.  They get to Chicago and find out First Husband has died, painfully, from drinking tainted whiskey, tell the state of illinois they’re not going to pay court fees for his sorry ass, and settle in Cleveland Ohio.  

11. GG and The “Austrian” man marry, produce my grandmother, GGG never re-marries, as she is done with the court system, but has fun taking “cooking lessons” from Mr. Bianci down the street, and everyone lives happily ever after in the relative lower-middle-class comfort.

*Unfortunately, the Nice Hat was lost when an uncle set my aunt’s house on fire during a particularly nasty divorce.  We also lost grandpa’s Hip-bone Cane and Popeye’s Single Sucessful Hunt Trophy.

Since some of y'all don’t read ☺

My points, simplified and clear

1)Cupcakke was on HER page, doing what she does essentially for a living, minding her own damn business

2) She made a sexual comment about Jungkook saying she wanted to fuck

3) she did NOT tag them in that post, so they probably wouldn’t have seen the shit anyway

4) SOME army and jungkook stans came to her page, and commented and sent her racial slurs, death threats, comments telling her to kill herself, body shaming, and slut shaming, which led her to leave her social media

5) That was outta pocket

6) #heartsforcupcakke is one of the hashtags that those who are not okay with the situation, like myself, are trying to trend so she can see that not all army or jungkook stans are like that

7) use the fucking hashtag

My personal opinion on this is: every army who was involved in this, is trash. And anyone who is trying to victim shame her for this, also trash. If some of you, not all since people don’t like to read, can write smuts and make sexual comments about them on general principle whenever and we don’t feel the need to threaten each other, it’s very plain to see that this whole situation was unecessary. Everyone saying “okay but they could have seen her tweet!!” Um hello? We’re not invisible to them either. They can probably see all the nasty things that come out of this fandom that pop up as well. No one gets death threats or suicidal comments for writing a smut, so she definitely didn’t deserve it over a tweet, and that’s facts. And as for the race part? Yes I do feel like there was a sense of racial bias to it. Not completely, but it was definitely there.


People don’t just say shit like that for no reason. If Tinashe had made a comment about being attracted to the boys, people would be geeked. Don’t try to tell me that there was no anti-blackness there, cuz if that were the case those comments simply wouldn’t be there.

I want this hashtag to be more spread around so we can eliminate this perspective of us being a toxic fandom, because we’re not. We have bad apples but so does every fandom, but this was too far. It doesn’t coincide with our fandom or the image or message that the boys work so hard to spread. And this is incident is making its way to other social media platforms and really popularizing, and that could hurt the boys too. Part of our fandom fucked up, and it needs to be made right. For her, for our reputation, and for the boys themselves because now since it’s becoming more talked about, they really do have a chance of seeing it and that’s going to be embarrassing and sad for them. So if you give a fuck and you’re what a real army is, apologize on behalf of our bad apples, spread the hashtag and show her some love and if you are one of those people who feel like she needs to be educated (I am not), do that. But stop trying to place blame on her when she was minding her own business on her page and our bad apples of this bunch brought the fight to her. We shouldn’t just let people think we’re bad people and the behaviour is inexcusable, point blank period.

#heartsforcupcakke

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iris west week 📰 day seven
iris + au ⚡ a barista by day, iris west teams up with superheroes cynthia reynolds and linda park to fight crime by night. she loves what she does, but she hates keeping it a secret from her best friend stacy conwell.

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I want to be a reporter. I can’t believe I didn’t see it before.

Loving a strong, independent woman is not for the faint of heart…
You need to be self-assured and confident in your own masculinity because she will not fawn over you to give you constant gratification or cry down the phone to you begging to see you because she misses you… She is not the type to ask for your help or advice on how best to do something, so if you’re in love your own opinions and the sound of your own voice then this isn’t the woman for you.
She is spirited and confident and will embark upon projects and adventures without consulting you; you can either tag along for the ride or not, it makes no difference to her. So if you need to be in control of every decision in a relationship it’s best you call it quits now… She’s not a perfectionist or a control freak, in fact you’ll find her both reasonable and forgiving - but she’s also nobody’s fool so if repeating the same behavior and apologizing every time is the most amount of effort you’re willing to put into the relationship she won’t keep you around very long…
But the joy in loving a strong independent woman is knowing that if she chooses you it’s because she loves you – NOT because she needs you. A woman like that learned to rely on herself and stop needing people a long time ago so if she’s with you it’s because she admires and respects you for who you are as a person and not for what you can offer her. If you’re a man who can truly handle being a woman’s equal… then you just might be man enough for a woman like her….

One-Up (1253 words)

The first time it happens he almost forgets about it afterward – how couldn’t he with Cas dying. But now that he thinks about it he distinctly remembers the way the words slipped from his tongue, the way he desperately tried to put them back in.

… devastatingly handsome friend…” – yeah, he had fucked up then. Thankfully, no one had said anything, and he wouldn’t be Dean Winchester if he couldn’t bullshit his way through, pretending to actually be Cas’ wing man.

It was almost a blessing that Cas was busy dying that evening because the thought of him hitting up with Mandy still leaves a sour taste in his mouth.

The next time it’s at a restaurant and the waitress is obnoxious and weird and definitely not cute, so he has to say something, right? Right?

“Want some dessert, sweetheart?” she asks, her eyes never once leaving Cas.

“Actually, he doesn’t need dessert, he’s already sweet enough,” Dean answers for Cas and takes pride in the way her smile falters for a moment. Sam doesn’t comment, so Dean takes it as a success. 

(And if Cas complains on the drive home that he actually wanted dessert, well, that’s not his fault.)

After that, it’s a competition, a compulsion, to indulge in the flirtations only for as long as it takes to make it clear that Cas is his. Not that he is, not really, but no one needs to know that.

It’s not like Cas will ever see these women again. Really, he’s just doing him a service because Cas certainly doesn’t want to have regrettable one night stands right? Right.

Dean comes across as an asshole more times than once, but he doesn’t care. The incidents are numerous, both a reminder how hot Cas actually is (not that he particularly needs one) and a reminder how much fate hates him.

“Hey, beautiful, what can I bring you?” – “Well, my stunningly beautiful friend here” (the emphasis is important) “Likes his coffee black, as I would know.”

“Care to show me where you got that tie from? And maybe wanna show me how to put it on?” – “Actually, if you want to know, I put it on for him, every day, thank you.”

“Hey, you think you could give me the phone number of your sexy friend over there?” – “Sure. It’s 1234-FUCKOFF. Want me to write it down?”

Okay, that last time had been at a bar, with Cas and Sam sitting on the far edge in a corner booth, and that was probably better for all because no way he could have spun that into just a snarky remark, a humorous attempt to one-up her. Not that he wanted to, what did the bartender think she was?

The next time, the waitress doesn’t back down. It’s on the time they walk into the bar; he can see her watching Cas hungrily and coming over almost immediately after they sat down.

“Hey guys,” she waves at them before turning her attention completely on Cas. “What can I get you, sugar?”

“Coffee, black, no sugar. At all.” Dean doesn’t even try to hide his discontent.

“Oooh,” she says and pretends to adjust her name tag – Mandy, another proof that fate was out to get him –, effectively pushing her breasts out of the shirt. Or maybe that’s just his jealousy, who knows. Bottom line, she’s definitely attractive and he prays to God that Cas isn’t interested.

“I see now,” Mandy continues. “You need something else to sweeten up your day, right?”

Cas’ first instinct is to look at Dean, bless him, so that gives Dean the chance to retort: “Oh no, he’s already sweet enough. More and he’ll get diabetes and you don’t want that, right, honey?” His voice is dripping with sarcasm now.

Sam clears his throat. “I want – ” he starts but Mandy interrupts him.

“Why don’t we let your friend” (and this emphasis was clearly uncalled for) “decide what he wants?” she asks sourly.

Still none the wiser, Cas looks at the menu and up to Mandy. “Dean is right, I don’t like sugar in my coffee,” he says. Sam snorts.

This isn’t the end of this – far from it. Every time she comes back, she has another cheap flirtation on her lips and every time Dean has to scramble up the best retorts. It’s getting annoying and, frankly, frustrating, because by now she must have realized that Cas is taken?

(Well, not taken, but definitely not available.)

But she seems completely unfazed and, Dean is sure of it, almost fascinated by the competition. The worst part is at the end; she brings them two bills – Sam and Dean together, Cas’ coffee on a separate one – and even from across the table Dean can see that she wrote her number down on it, complete with a heart and all.

Hey,” he says before he can stop it.

“What?” she asks innocently. “Did you guys want separate bills, too?”

“No, actually, I wanted to pay for Cas’ coffee.”

“Oooh,” she says for the second time in the day and Dean feels the urge to slap something, a brick wall, a pillow, a kitten, something. She taps her finger against her cheek, seemingly trying to understand the situation. “So you bring a chaperon to all your dates? That’s not classy.” She winks at Sam and lays down the other bill in front of him.

Well, if she thinks that insinuating he’s gay is going to make him back off then oh boy she’s got the wrong target. Right now, Dean is so fucking exasperated that she’s still trying to get in Cas’ pants that he would scream ‘I’m fucking gay for Cas’ from the roof tops, so he almost shouts: “Oh, no, no such thing. We’re well past the dating stage, sweety.”

Which is the stupidest thing in the history of stupid things he’s ever said – because that’s not innuendo, that’s not even remotely true, and he can feel Sam roll his eyes and say “Dude!” at the same time that Cas tilts his head to look at him confused.

At least that makes Mandy shut up, if only for a while until she regains her snark and says: “Must be one hell of a relationship then where you don’t even kiss each other one time in two hours.” 

(Which, true, he should have thought that through.)

 “So if you’re interested in…  pursuing something better for you, I’ve got just the thing,” she continues, tapping on Cas’ bill and that’s enough, that’s fucking enough, he’s had it with this bullshit, so he stands up and runs the two steps to Cas’ chair, violently jerking him upwards and planting a kiss on his mouth.

He can hear Sam mumbling and Mandy exclaiming ohmygod and also, most importantly, he can hear Cas sighing and feel him smiling and deepening the kiss, and – ohmygod, they’re actually kissing, and his anger dissolves almost immediately. Cas is kissing back and he seems happy and right now, Dean couldn’t care less about Mandy and Sam and all the other customers who are probably wondering what the fuck just happened.

They break apart after what seems like an eternity and Dean can’t hide his smug grin. Sam’s face is buried in his hands and Cas calmly puts a few bills from his pocket on the table. “I’ll pay for both. Keep the change.”

Fuck, Cas is actually almost as sassy as him, and that just makes Dean love him even more.