there is no rhyme or reason to this at all ok

a bunch of rambling thoughts about satisfied
  • it starts with angelica surrounded by people, seemingly satisfied and content, and ends with her all by herself on stage, privately devastated and unsatisfied
  • it’s framed like an essay. intro & thesis, three body paragraphs, conclusion and restatement of the thesis, showing her intelligence
  • while analyzing alexander, even in a lovestruck daze, angelica notes that he’s penniless. this comes up again in reason one, yet is once again dismissed. his financial state doesn’t matter—eliza does.
  • in the sia cover, the aforementioned singer sings both “and i knooow” and “helpless”, signifying that once angelica realizes eliza’s feelings, she is helpless to do anything but acknowledge them
  • helpless is repeated by eliza, three times, one for each reason.
  • angelica notes both alexander and eliza’s eyes, but never her own, symbolically linking them 
  • angelica also mentions “the first time i saw her face / then i turn and see my sister’s face” once again connecting the two people she loves more than anything
  • “intelligent eyes” she notices his mind first, a link to schuyler sisters, “i’m looking for a mind at work”
  • angelica says “mind” rather than heart during “i know my sister like i know my own mind”, showing that this is both a rational and emotional decision; she is using her head and her heart to manage this sacrifice
  • angelica only says “heart” once in the whole song, with ‘set my heart aflame’
  • in the first verse: “i remember that night/i remember those/i remember that dreamlike” angelica uses remember three times, and never forget for alexander, drawing attention to the line that “i have never been the same”—alexander is breaking the pattern of angelica’s world
  • the fire symbolism throughout the song, in comparison to helpless which uses “drowning”. angelica “match” wits, aflame, etc. there is also electricity (ben franklin with the key and the kite), another flame-filled metaphor. 
  • angelica also links alexander to icarus in BURN, in this case, angelica is icarus (clothed in orange), destined to fall, and alexander is the sun. eliza (clothed in blue) is the sea, this metaphor established by helpless and then by satisfied
  • angelica’s reiteration of the wedding toast is a reminder that this is all replaying with her mind; much like “i realize three fundamental truths at the exact same time”, this is all happening within a matter of seconds, showing how fast her brain truly works
  • “he’d be mine” / “that boy is mine”
  • angelica reflects on his eyes right before the reintroduced wedding toast, reiterating the feature she once again first noticed about him
  • satisfied is in many ways a revelation on a scene we thought we previously understood. this is another callback to schuyler sisters with angelica “you want a revolution? i want a revelation!” and the other wedding-goers go “union / to the revolution” what happens next? a revelation 
  • “i just might regret that night for the rest of my days / i’ll never forget the first time i saw your face” regret and forget are the first half of this rhyming scheme, connecting the two. if angelica could forget her feelings for hamilton, she would not have to regret this night.
  • “i’m sure you don’t know what you mean” “you’re like me: i’m never satisfied” / “nice going angelica, he was right: you will never be satisfied” angelica now painfully, acutely, understands what he was saying
  • at least my dear eliza’s his wife / at least i keep his eyes in my life—rhyming scheme, in addition to showing that, even when it comes to consoling herself about losing alexander, eliza still comes first
  • he will never be satisfied. i will never be satsified. is one of the only times in the song alexander and angelica are directly compared the same way that eliza & alexander are on numerous connections. a callback to “you’re like me: i’m never satisfied”
witch tips!

🚬 if you smoke,drawing sigils on ciggarettes might be effective. think about it,it’s drawn on paper,it burns alongside tobacco (charging),it enters your lungs (could also mean charging),you release the smoke into the air (casting).
❗PLEASE DON’T DO THIS IF YOU DON’T ALREADY SMOKE. don’t start smoking because of a tumblr post 🚭
🔥 drawing sigils on plastic lighters or carving them into metal ones could also be a thing,you’d have to charge it yourself but it could be practical
🐚 i like picking rocks i feel drawn to,blessing them,and placing them in my turtle’s tank,i’m guessing blessed or charged water would do too
👑 also. you could like gather all your jewels in place and assign each one an element according to your intuition,and charge them accordingly. like keep earth jewels buried in your plants’ pots or (ONLY FOR METAL ONES) place them in/above a fire,take a bath with the water-y jewels & some sigils for charging,although i have yet to find a method to charge them with air energy.
💍 as for the above,you can totally charge items in moonwater (i’ve a dark purple-ish charm that i keep in moonwater hidden in the dark,and i feel both The Moon’s energy and also some dark energy in it,but that may be because i used said charm for some fucked up shit)
🌹 rose petals man. i felt guilty when my ex came over with roses & all i could think of was “man im so gonna use these” (but he turned out to be an asshole so now i dont feel guilty about using them) so like if you got roses from someone,you can use the petals to make a glamour especially to draw said person to you,or to solve some relationship problems,and if you don’t want none of that & you’re looking for revenge or smth you’d just have to wait until the roses die and you could add the petals in your craft,i found them to be especially strong in break up spells
📷 if you’re looking for revenge or you want someone to suffer for whatever reason,you could take a picture of them and use it. i started using this method before i ever got into withcraft and it’s proved to be extremely effective. it doesn’t even have to be like an album photo,heck you can print their profile pic from social media and fucking burn it. just do it. but it would have to be someone you really hate,yknow,intent matters a lot. bonus points for: burning with sigils,stabbing the picture (EXTRA bonus points if you have a knife you’re fond of and use it for stabbing!), having your blood on the pic before burning it (it was an accident but it worked out way better than i thought), placing a few rusty metal things like screws in the fire,placing something of theirs,blasting fitting music.
🚪 as a continuation for what i said above,i found it extremely helpful to like,gather the ashes of the picture & sigils (add in the metal things or the personal item) and like…drop that shit near the person’s house. just do it. once i gathered the ashes and like mixed them with water and put it in a bottle,got to said person’s block,and like…just..poured that nasty mixture there. (the bitch broke her jaw that night,she says she was “yawning” lol bitch nah. just to give you a glimpse of what this can do)
☕ ok but like enough of the negative shit. you need charging too. try charging your coffee/tea/energy drinks for fucks sake they all work. charge with intent,sigils,even place herbs or condiments (cinnamon in coffee doesn’t tase bad at all!)
🍃 if a leaf falls right in front of you,take it. add it to your altar. do it everytime a leaf falls in front of you. you’ll end up with a big pile of leaves but they do have a purpose
🎤 MUSIC. your voice is extremely powerful. singing while doing a spell is like a legit way to add more power to it. singing while making a glamour does wonders. singing while performing cleansing/warding rituals - singing while cursing - even just singing with intent - they all work. (for reference - you can change the lyrics as you wish. i like singing the “flower gleam and glow” song from tangled to my flowers,i also adapt it to the elements i work with , for example “darkness hear my call/let your powers show” idk i like keeping rhymes but i don’t think it’s necessary)
✒ not to mention how useful it would be to like..write your own stuff. like a poem for a creature/spirit/presence you want to summon or for a deity you worship.
✅ speaking of writing. i like to write a “wishlist” with a pencil (instead of a pen or marker) on paper + add a “my wishes are granted” sigil on it,and burn it and throw the ashes in the wind. the sigil is charged,cast and you stated your wishes. you can determine if it’s going to work or not by paying attention to the paper when it burns. did it have trouble lighting up? did certain words come out of the fire unharmed? probably not gonna work. also pay attention to the ashes like idk how to explain,but some days the ashes just go…down when i throw them in the wind,and other days they fly-almost float-in the wind,in a beautiful way,they almost look like gray butterflies.
⛔ however,you have to be like super explicit whenever you’re making a wish,just like when you ask for something in a spell or from a deity. be clear. not to mention to charge with intent. for example i’ve made wishes that x and y would break up,only to find that the two of them have only been arguing,or that they broke up but made up right back.
🌃 find energy wherever you are.take advantage. if you’re on a street with many running cars,feel the energy,draw it to you. same goes for when you’re out at night and see lights. (my ex used to take me to a bridge where there were train tracks still in use,and the ground would shake when a train was passing there. i could feel the energy when a train was passing right next to us. i collected rocks and herbs from there,and i let a charm hidden there overnight to charge)
🍺 do.not.mix.alcohol.and.withcraft. DO.NOT. like yes you can do whatever you wish to with YOUR craft,and some spells or rituals require adding alcohol,but please for the love of all that is holy please don’t attempt to do anything witchy while you’re drunk.

that’s all i have for now,most of these are pretty basic but i’m sure some of you will find this helpful. take care ✨

How Y’All Dance (Avengers Preference)

Hey guys! I know I said I’d be writing more but I haven’t posted anything! I was out of the country for a little bit and then went on a family vaction, but I am back! I know this isn’t a full blown one shot, but it’s better than nothing (And I had so many ideas sooo!)

I hope this is what you had in mind and that you like it! If not please let me know and I can try again!(:

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Tony Stark:

Most people would think Tony liked to dance like he’s at the club. Your back pressed close to his front as you swayed mindlessly to the beat. However, Tony’s favorite way to dance with you was ballroom style. His parents had forced him through cotillion when he was younger and the art of ballroom dancing had not been wasted on him. Tony loved the way he got to twirl you around the dance floor, making you feel like a princess. He enjoyed the way everyone would stare at you as if you were the most beautiful person in the room (because you were, especially in that stunning dress Nat picked out for you). But most of all Tony loved the way he got to look into your eyes as he made you laugh and drew you closer.

Steve Rogers:

Steve was not much of a dancer. Sure he had gone to clubs, and (never, ever tell Tony this but) even took a few lessons throughout the city, but Steve just couldn’t dance. On undercover missions he was actually forbidden from dancing in order to prevent another Johannesburg incident. But in the quiet of you guys’ apartment, whether on a lazy Sunday afternoon or the middle of a Tuesday night, Steve would hold you close as y’all swayed aimlessly. Sometimes you would have the radio playing modern music (from Ed Sheeran to Beyonce), sometimes Steve would be listening to his old records, and sometimes there would be no music at all. Steve would hold you as close as he could and slowly sway around the living room, your head on his chest listening to his steady heartbeat, while he placed soft kisses to the top of your head. 

Bucky Barnes:

Bucky loved dancing like he had back in the 40′s. At first his memory was a little hazy but after watching a few videos and trying it out a few times Bucky realized his muscles remembered exactly what to do even if his brain didn’t. Bucky loved the feeling of getting to go somewhere and feel like he fit in. To be perfectly in sync with those around him as he melted into the music with the perfect partner. He loved the chance to impress you with his moves as he spun you around before pulling you in close again, giving you little winks or short kisses on the forehead or nose, before spinning you out again. Bucky also couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the fact that for once when people were staring at him wide eyed and open mouthed they were staring in awe of his skills and in jealousy of the beautiful dame he had with him.

Bruce Banner:

Bruce was hands down the most awkward dancer you had ever seen in your entire life. Every time you guys tried dancing it ended up with your toes being stepped on (and once you even got a bloody nose when Bruce accidentally got off beat during a line dance and his hand hit you square in the face). But for some strange reason Bruce was really good at square dancing. Clint had dragged you guys to square dancing in Bryant Park one day and while Bruce had been reluctant at first he was surprisingly very good. It probably helped that he was getting constant instructions on what to do while also getting to follow what everyone around him as doing. Whatever it was, Bruce was soon taking you to as many square dances as he could find, loving the fact that he was able to take you dancing and NOT have to patch you up afterwards.

Clint Barton:

You name a dance and Clint could do it. He could two-step, waltz, foxtrot, every dance Clint had been trained to do it perfectly, able to blend into any crowd so he could go undercover. But even though he was an expert at every dance and was able to blend into any room of dancers, Clint stood out when he swept you into a tantalizing tango. He would lock his eyes with yours and lead you around the room, other couples jumping out of the way as Clint would twirl you out and bring you back in before sweeping you back so far your hair tickled the ground. If Clint was honest he had never really cared for the tango before he met you, but the old saying “it takes two to tango” had become his favorite line since finding the perfect person he wanted to tango with.

Pietro Maximoff:

Pietro loved club dancing. He loved the fast beats and the vibrations of the floor as he held you close and moved to the rhythm of the music. Pietro also enjoyed getting to hold you close and show you off. His hands would grip your hips as he pressed you close to himself as everyone around you guys shot jealous looks your way. On top of the fast music Pietro loved that he got to hold you body close, allowing him to steal kisses whenever he wanted, not having to wait to press his lips to your forehead, nose, neck, etc. While most people would say that this type of dancing was too impersonal (what with the sweaty strangers around and the music so loud you can’t hear yourself think), but that was one of Pietro’s favorite things, that he didn’t have to think about the lyrics to the music or running into the people around him, he could just get lost in you - your body and eyes and the way you made him feel like he was the luckiest man alive. 

Thor Odinson:

Thor loved the traditional ballroom dancing of Asgard. The elegant dresses that his mother would get made for you, made him beam with pride as all of Asgard stared at you with wonder. He loved getting to teach you the elegant dances of his people- happy to be teaching you something for once instead of the other way around. The rich music was just soft enough to let him hear you counting under your breath as you tried to concentrate, only for it to be broken when Thor told you how happy he was that you were here with him. Thor loved getting to show you his world- knowing that one day you would make a wonderful queen. 

Loki Laufeyson:

Loki was a very graceful dancer. His slender body was made for grace so when you first met him you would assume he enjoyed the more traditional types of dancing like his brother. However, Loki really loved line dancing. The Cha Cha Slide, the Cupid Shuffle, etc. For someone who usually hated “stupid Midgardian” things Loki always got a kick out of the synchronized dances. You remember the night he made you stay up so you teach him all of them (the furniture in you guys’ apartment being pushed against the walls to give you more room). Loki’s eyes would light up as he scurried to the dance floor to clap his hands and wiggle his shoulders around. After finally asking him one day why he loved it so much Loki admitted that he enjoyed blending in for once and just being in sync with those around him.

Sam Wilson:

Sam liked simple dancing. The slow swaying and shuffles seen at weddings and during slow songs at Tony’s parties. The slow movements allowed him to relax into you, not having to worry about stepping on your toes or running into other couples. And the fact that there was no real rhyme or reason to the motions meant he could focus all of his energy on talking with you. Whether y’all were joking about the people around you (leading to Sam’s favorite feeling of you laughing as you tucked your face into his chest), or you were staring into each other’s eyes as you talked about your own wedding some day. Sam just loved that he got to be with you, physically as well as emotionally and mentally as you shared those moments he would carry with him for the rest of his life.

Scott Lang:

Scott loved to do random dance parties with you- managing to make the most embarrassing dance moves ten times worse. It didn’t matter whether you were at a party with music or shopping in the middle of a crowded target, Scott would take your hand and start “dancing” like a maniac. He would do things like the sprinkler, the lawn mower, the shopping cart, anything you see awkward nerdy people doing in the corner by themselves at parties Scott had perfected as an art. You should be embarrassed but instead you would just jump right in making everyone around you either burst out laughing or look away out of second hand embarrassment. Cassie would pretend to hate it when you guys were in public but as soon as you got home she would join right in. 

T’Challa:

T’Challa enjoyed doing the native Wakandan warrior’s dance. It was a complicated dance that looked more like a planned fight with the swift movements that brought your bodies so close, but never quite completely together- it was stunning. It had taken him months to teach you the entire thing but the finished product was worth it. It was a dance that only the Black Panther knew and T’Challa had been taught by his parents when he was growing up so you were very honored to have been taught the dance. While it wasn’t really something you could just show off at a club or one of Tony’s parties, it was something you guys did when hosting parties in Wakanda for fellow government officials. And even though countless people had asked you how to dance the beautiful ritual you knew it was a secret you would share with T’Challa until you had your own children to pass it down to.

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I hope you guys liked them! I tried to make them a little longer to make up for my constant absence!

Also requests are CLOSED… BUT I have gotten a few requests for the soulmate stores so f you guys had any ideas revolving around those (for Clint, Pietro, Loki, Tony, Bruce, Scott, or T’Challa) please send them my way! I would love to hear you guys’ ideas!! Ok love y’all!(:

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Starfleet’s moral relativism problem: is it ever ok to condemn another culture?

Central to all of Star Trek has always been the Prime Directive – that set of rules that governs our intrepid space explorers from Captain Kirk to Captain Janeway and everyone in between. Poor Captain Archer existed in a time before, and I’ve often pitied him for having to shoulder the burden of having to make some really questionable ethical decisions without having a Prime Directive to shift the blame to when it turned out his decisions really sucked.

At its core, the Prime Directive dictates that Starfleet cannot interfere with the internal affairs or development of alien civilizations. Some of the best Star Trek episodes involved our heroes clashing with the ethics of a rigid application of this doctrine, but there was always one implication of the Prime Directive that bothered me – the idea that we shouldn’t judge other cultures through the lens of our own because who’s to say what’s right and what’s wrong?

This philosophy of moral relativism argues that there are no universal moral standards – sentient beings are completely at the mercy of their own societies to impart a code of moral behavior and whatever it comes up with is “good enough.” There may be common themes among many societies in terms of morals – most seem to agree it is wrong to commit murder, for instance – but ultimately, what is “right” according one society is not guaranteed to be “right” for another. And let’s be honest with ourselves – even with the topic of murder, we still fiercely debate exceptions to the “no murder” rule such as war, capital punishment, or self-defense.

Our own society provides an incredible patchwork of thorny moral and ethical issues that we still have yet to decide upon. We debate things like abortion, torture, slavery, free speech, and more. We probe these issues by asking ourselves questions like, “At what point does life truly begin?” and “Is torture ever justified?” We explore them by posing philosophical experiments like the Trolley Problem and asking ourselves whether it is morally acceptable to kill one person to save the lives of two or more others. 

How does that line go again? Something about “needs of the many” or something? 

But at the end of the day, might (in terms of numbers) makes right in moral relativism. While I don’t subscribe to that theory, there are times when our beloved Star Trek characters do under the guise of defending the Prime Directive. On the surface, it sounds very peaceful and anti-colonialist. After centuries of watching many empires from the Romans to the British set fire to cultural diversity – and given arguments that many Western nations continue to do this today, just without being quite as invadey – this sounds like a nice change of pace. Live and let live. But this also creates a mind-boggling acceptance of suffering, genocide, exploitation, and oppression within Starfleet.

One of the first chronological examples of the faults of moral relativism is found in the Star Trek: Enterprise episode, “Cogenitor.” Archer and his crew meet an affable, three-gendered species called the Vissians, but we quickly learn that only two of the society’s genders have any real rights. The third gender is referred to as a “cogenitor,” and Trip Tucker ends up on Captain Archer’s shit list for teaching it how to read and putting ideas in its head. When the cogenitor later begs for asylum, Archer refuses. It gets worse – the cogenitor is sent back to the people who basically treat it as chattel and commits suicide, and Archer points out that Tucker’s interference led to its death and will mean the Vissian couple will probably never get to have a child. No winners in this ethical dilemma of an episode, only losers. Until you remember none of this would have happened in the first place if the Vissians had just treated the cogenitors like people.

In the Star Trek: The Next Generation episode, “Angel One,” we encounter the cringe worthy society of Angel I, a planet of misandric women who oppress men. We all got a few giggles at the ladies of Enterprise-D being suddenly held in higher regard than their male counterparts, but things get very dark when Beata, the Elected One of Angel I, decides some dudes need to die for spreading heretical teachings that imply men are equal to women. We get a sort of cop out solution in which Beata has a change of heart and decides to banish rather than execute these “heretics” after Riker makes an impassioned speech about basic rights, but Riker was more than willing to let things go bad if need be, because, “The Prime Directive” and “Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”

The 80′s were a weird time. That outfit is a few inches of fabric away from having a codpiece.

In another Star Trek: The Next Generation episode, “Symbiosis,” we’re introduced to the Ornarans and Brekkians and we find out that after an ancient plague, the Brekkians started peddling an expensive and addictive drug to the Ornarans and calling it a “treatment.” There’s no plague anymore – the Brekkians just control the Ornarans through their drug addiction. Dr. Crusher finds a way to synthesize this drug and offers to help wean the Ornarans off their addiction, but what does Captain Picard do? He tells her to mind her own damn business because it’s not the Federation’s place to tell the Brekkians that it’s wrong to deceive and enslave the Ornarans through an addictive drug.

This episode also gave us one of the weirdest brawls in Star Trek history. Like a Reefer Madness for the 24th century, if you will. 

And this is the most uncomfortable part of moral relativism – who gets to draw the line and where do we draw it? On one end of the spectrum, we have moral relativism which claims anything goes – societies should be able to torture animals, employ the slave labor of children, and oppress women as they see fit – just as long as enough people agree it isn’t wrong to do so. At the other end of the spectrum sits moral absolutism, a theoretical construct that would result in a perfectly unified, homogenous culture, but one that would also strip away many facets of culture that lead to human diversity. 

If Star Trek is supposed to serve as a guide for how we might become a more progressive society, it does a terrible job a lot of the time. Now, there are many instances of our protagonists saying “to hell with the Prime Directive!” and taking what most of us would agree is the more morally praiseworthy route. But there’s no rhyme or reason to it. Just look at how they treat the Borg. Why is it ok to let some societies oppress men or drug another species into submission but it’s not ok to let the Borg assimilate the galaxy in their ultimate quest for perfection? 

I’m going to guess the answer is that until the Borg decided to stick nanoprobes in a Federation citizen, the cheerful little robots simply weren’t the Federation’s problem. We might argue that the Prime Directive certainly has provisions for self-defense - how ridiculous would it be to consent to being annihilated or assimilated just because the Federation is afraid of offending another culture and refuses to draw a line in the sand where right stops and wrong starts? The slope gets slippery here though. We could say this mirrors the concept of large Western nations trying to police the rest of the world and impose their customs on other societies - but how many of us watched documentaries about the Holocaust in school and wondered why the hell previous generations allowed shit to get that bad? How many of us continue to stand by while people in Iraq and Syria live under the threat of the Islamic State? I doubt most people even realize what’s going on in the Philippines or Venezuela right now because hey, “Not my country, not my problem.” It is a huge gray area for what constitutes forcing certain customs on unwilling societies and trying to genuinely help people, but if we can’t agree that Nazi extermination camps and religiously motivated beheadings are bad and need to stop (even when they aren’t happening to us personally), I’ll be surprised if we ever make to the 24th century. It makes me wonder how exactly Earth “solved its problems” and created a utopian society in the first place with this attitude of moral relativism.

Let’s face it – we have no shortage of modern travesties that sound ridiculous in the context of this philosophical approach. The Chechen Republic has been reportedly rounding up gay men and torturing them in recent months, and moral relativism would have us shrug and say, “But their culture says homosexuality is a sin.” 

To anyone who actually thinks that, fuck you. 

Bacha bazi, a practice where adolescent boys are groomed for sexual relationships with older men, remains pervasive in many Pashtun societies. Moral relativism would tell us that we shouldn’t condemn predatory pedophilia because to do so would mean unfairly imposing our Western beliefs on their culture. 

Just because one culture says widespread sexual coercion is ok doesn’t make it so. 

I could keep going on, but this post is already long enough. The bottom line is, all too often, Star Trek lazily glosses over a lot of moral and ethical dilemmas by using the argument, “Who are we to judge?” June is Pride Month, and in honor of LGBT individuals all over the globe who all too often have less rights than their cisgender heterosexual counterparts, maybe we should avoid looking to the “progressive” future of Star Trek and instead ask the question, “Who are we to not judge?” 

While I can’t resolve one of the greatest philosophical questions ever devised, someone once gave me a great piece of advice that I think applies to this idea of moral relativism: no person’s belief is inherently worthy of respect, but every person is. 

BTS reaction to them having a hard time changing the diaper of their child

requested by anon


Seokjin

Jin would be the kind of dad that can change a diaper quick and efficiently but is screaming the entire time.

“Ok, let’s do this junior… mmaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA… and done!”

Originally posted by mscleaningfairy

Yoongi

Oh, Yoongi would be a mess. You could see on his face how uncomfortable he is the entire time, but he would try to to his best.

“Oh my frick, how can a human this tiny shit so much?? Hmmm, ok, I’m done.”

“You put the diaper on inside out Yoongi. But it’s ok, we have many opportunities to practice. At least three before dinner.”

“….”

Originally posted by gotbangboys

Namjoon

With Namjoon it would be an all out warzone. He would be wearing a helmet, he would yell the entire time and sometimes, if he’s feeling especially dramatic, he would give you a deep kiss before changing a diaper.

“I did it!”

“Well, there are diapers and baby powder everywhere but at least he’s clean now. Thanks babe.”

Originally posted by ciutae

Hoseok

Hobi would be the most reliable out of the bunch. He would be pretty fast and efficient about it. The only thing he would do, is sing to your child the entire time he’s changing the diaper.

“THIS IS REAL, THIS IS ME, I’M EXACTLY WHERE I’M SUPPOSED TO BE NOW. GONNA LET THE LIGHT SHIIIIINE ON MEEEEE!”

Originally posted by yoo-ngie

Jimin

Jimin would also be very quick and secure, but he would tend to get carried away while changing the diaper.

“Oh, look at you cute little toes! Has your mom ever taught you this rhyme? One little…”

“Jimin, it’s been 15 minutes already!”

“Ok, ok!”

Originally posted by minpuffs

Taehyung

Tae would be the one to change the diaper most of the time, since he loves to spend time with your child, no matter the situation. To the point where you have to convince him to let you do something, too.

“YOU HAD HIM THE LAST THREE HOURS, JUST LET ME CHANGE THE DIAPER TAE.”

“I’M QUICKER THAN YOU THOUGH.”

“NOT THE POINT TAE. HAND OVER THE DIAPER OR ELSE…”

“Fine, I’m sorry for keeping him to myself.”

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jeongguk

Kookie would always provide very colorful commentary while changing a diaper. He would also imitate your child if it starts crying and be all around a little brat.

“Can you stop mocking our baby Jeongguk? Sometimes I’m not sure who’s the bigger child here.”

“Hey, I’m not mocking him! I’m just teaching him a life lesson. Hardship is easier to endure when you can still find reasons to smile.”

“Oh my god, Namjoon gave you another one of his parenting talks, didn’t he?”

Originally posted by hi-and-love


-Admin Krümmel

|I like you| Peter Parker

Peter Parker x reader

Words: 837

Request:  Hi beauty! Can I ask a reader/peter parker where they secretly love each other but won´t confess. So one day they at a party and Peter hears that the reader is confessing she has a crush on spiderman and that she would date her and (have lot of sex with him) and he takes her out of the party and confess her he loves her. (and maybe if u write smut he have a lot of sex like she wanted to) loveeee

Warnings: I’M SORRY BUT no smut :’( it was so bad lol, kissies, mention of sex and wanting to fuck spiderman :D, language

Originally posted by tompollander

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Ok, maybe I had a few too many drinks. I mean it’s not my fault, I’m just nervous. Peter is gonna be at this party and so is Spider-Man.

“Y/N-” I jolted my head towards Michelle.

“Huh?”

“Stop it- you’re tapping your shoe on the ground and it’s annoying.” I looked down at my feet. My right foot was hitting the ground rhythmically and I hadn’t even noticed. I pushed away from the kitchen counter and then hopped onto it.

“Sorry-” I bit my lip and looked around. Still no sign of Peter. I really need to get over him. And what better way to get over him than drink my sorrows away. He doesn’t like me so what’s the point of falling in love if your feelings aren’t reciprocated.

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I took a swig from the cup beside me and it went smoothly down my throat. I winced at the warmness of it and coughed.

“And I felt at one point- he liked me too. But that’s obviously not true- Eh that rhymed… I think.” Michelle nodded along, taking a bite of her sandwich. “I just need someone to hook up with so I can forget Peter…” I mumbled looking into my empty cup.

“Well I mean Spider-Man is gonna be here.” She said, jokingly.

“Honestly I would totally bang Spider-Man. Have you seen his ass? Oh, my god, he’s so hot.” Michelle rolled her eyes and looked around the room at all the people. “And I mean- I wouldn’t just have sex with him. I’d like to date him too. Although I bet the sex would be amazing-”

“How do you even know you like sex? You’re a virgin.” Michelle stuffed the rest of her sandwich in her mouth and sighed as I set my empty cup down.

“Doesn’t matter- I probably will. Wouldn’t it actually be great to fuck Spider-Man though? The things I wish he’d do t-” My sentence was cut off by someone grabbing my arm. I turned my head to look at the culprit.

“P-Peter?” I gasped. He dragged me along with him through the crowd. Oh god did he just hear all that? I’m such an idiot! Ok maybe he didn’t hear it and I’m just overreacting. “Uh- Pet- how much of that did you-”

“All of it-” He said without glancing back at me. My cheeks turned red and I stumbled along behind him. He pushed open the glass door to the backyard and pulled me outside with him. His grip was tight on my arm so I tried to pry his hand off.

“Ow-Peter-” I whimpered.

“Oh- S-Sorry- I didn’t mean to grip you that hard.” He said, letting go of me. I lazily closed the door behind me and when I turned back around Peter was running his hands through his hair. There was an awkward silence for a bit.

“Why did you bring me out here?” My eyes glued to the grass, I couldn’t look at him right now for some reason.

“I- I-” I glanced up at him. “I got jealous. And I don’t know why. Maybe cause you weren’t talking about me like that in there- I mean you were- but-” I gave him a confused look. His eyes widened. “-I mean you weren’t talking about me- hehe…” I blushed. “I’m trying to say- I like you Y-Y/N.” He mumbled the last four words. My mouth hung open in shock. Is he joking?

“P-Peter… I- I like you too.” He wasn’t smiling but his eyes looked like they were.

“Really? Y-Y/N- You do?” I nodded and he rushed towards me, pressing his lips against mine. He took me by surprise but then I wrapped my arms around his neck. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

After a few moments of us just kissing each other a loud bang erupted from nearby. Peter broke away and looked towards where it came from. A blue looking cloud could be seen past some trees in the distance.

“What was that?” Peter looked down at me.

“Y/N- Go inside.” He pushed away from me.

“What? Well, I’m not going alone- you’re coming with.” I said. He glanced back as another bang sounded.

“Ah- um- I’ll explain later but I gotta go.” He seemed worried. I backed up towards the door.

“I know what you’re gonna do Peter…” His eyes widened.

“You-You do? How?”

“Because you’re Peter. You’re gonna go check out whatever just happened.”

“Oh- Yeah… yeah!” What was up with him today?

“Just… be careful.” I said as I opened the door. He smirked and blushed while jogging backwards.

“Don’t worry I will be!” He turned and ran, jumping over the fence with ease. I’m in love with a weirdo. Before I could turn around to head back inside I heard strange ‘wip’ sound. I looked to my left and over the fence, on top of a house, was Spider-Man.

“Holy shit-” I gasped. I wonder if Peter saw him too. Maybe Peter really does know Spider-Man and he was going to help him right this moment. Or maybe… Peter was Spider-Man. I laughed aloud. There’s no way.

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A/N: THANKS SO MUCH FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!!! AND I’M ONLY 8 AWAY FROM 300 SO THANK YOU ALL! <3

Mari’s Chat: an Interview with Chat Noir (Pt. 1)

I know, I know, you thought it would never arrive, but here it is: my long-awaited interview with Chat Noir! Paris’ top anti-crime cat sat down with me to answer your questions about villainy, leather, pop culture, and even romance. Remember to subscribe for future installments!

Originally posted by lia-brisa

First of all, thank you so much for agreeing to this interview–

I think you mean interMEW~, princess.

If you think I’m going to make that the title of this piece, you are higher than the Eiffel Tower.

Can’t blame a cat for trying.

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anonymous asked:

I know requests are closed but could you possible do a little blurb where y/n is Harry's current gf and she gets a little jealous that Carolina is about someone else and Harry's wondering why she doesn't like the song cause every time he asked her about it she shuts down and they fight and h gets mad cause y/n is "hindering his creativity" and they fight but then make up? Thanks love id really appreciate it

I hated that I’d become this person.  Jealousy was not in my repertoire.  I knew the deal when I’d started dating Harry Styles.  He was committed to his art.  He wrote about experiences he’d had which could range from things he’d done to people he’d hung out with.  I was lucky enough to become one of those experiences though he’d never written a song about it.

And maybe that’s where I was stuck.

We’d been dating for a year.  I resisted him at first, I didn’t want the spotlight that came with dating someone like him.  I’m not a girl who walks around in Gucci everywhere I go.  In fact, most weekends I look homeless while I run around LA in workout clothes and not a stitch of makeup.  But he’d persisted.  And he’d finally won me over.  A combination of his kindness and undeniable charm and I fell fast.  He told me daily that I was the one who inspired him.  I was his home.

But yet, he’d never written a song about me.

When he’d come home from Jamaica with new songs burning a hole in his pocket, I was almost as excited as he was to hear them.  We’d been apart for two months with limited communication at his request.  I understood, I didn’t get upset.  But I also wouldn’t say it had been easy.  Missing Harry, whether he was a thousand miles away or two miles away, was just part of my day now.  It went with the territory.

And I was blown away.  I was.  The songs were other worldly.  They were a perfect mix of every artist we listened to together.  They were Harry.  He gave me a little rundown of each song.  What had inspired him, what parts he’d written versus the parts other people had written, how the arrangement came about.  He knew I liked hearing about how the songs were built so he indulged me.  Just one more reason why I loved him so much.

He saved Carolina for last.  He said it was the song that got them out of their funk in the studio when they felt like everything they were coming up with was crap.  I liked it.  A lot.  It was fun and infectious and the kind of song I’d enjoy blasting while driving down the highway.

However, when he launched into the explanation for the song, my love for it dwindled until it was gone.

And that’s where I was stuck.

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Shy

Note: This one came out so cute at the end. It’s basically from everyone’s point of view except yours. I’m trying a different approach haha.

Request: 

  1. Request where Daveed is super nervous and can never get a word out around Y/N because he likes her so much. He writes a rap song about her that the rest of the cast discovers (without him knowing) and Rafael performs it while the rest of the cast does the back-up vocals for a Ham4Ham and it ends with Y/N kissing Daveed and asking him out. I’m sorry this prompt is so long, I just absolutely adore your writing. Thank you!

Word Count: 2157

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader

Warning: None, secondhand embarrassment, Daveed being a shy lil bean

“Hey Daveed,” You greeted, walking into the room. “What’s up, Rafa?”

“Hey,” Daveed said softly, his brain automatically forgetting every word he’d ever learned.

“Hey Y/N, how was your day?” Rafa said, striking up a conversation.

“Eh, tiring, but I’m fine.” You sighed, leaning against the doorway Daveed’s dressing room. “What about you guys?”

“My day’s been great. I’ve just been hanging around. Talking to people, eating, writing, you know the drill.” Rafa chuckled.

“Nice.” You laughed. “What about you Daveed? How was the show?”

Daveed hesitated before responding. “It was good.”

“Good? That’s it? C’mon, you can do better than that, Diggs.” Rafa said, making Daveed shrug.

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EXO as kindergarten classmates
  • Suho: absolute teacher's pet, always comes to class more well-dressed than the adults, precocious af
  • Xiumin: everybody's best friend, shares toys at playtime without whining, not a snitch
  • Baekhyun: the smart kid who never actually raises his hand to answer questions, too sassy for his age, usually in time-out at recess
  • Chanyeol: that one kid who spends all of recess running for no reason, spends craft time sticking his hands together with the glue, may or may not be able to read
  • Kai: the restless kid who never wants to stay in his seat, actually cries a lot, but it's ok because Suho comforts him
  • D.O: has tried too many times to eat the play-doh, still sucks his thumb, gets chased by Chanyeol at recess but he just wants to play with sticks
  • Chen: not as smart as Baekhyun but always raises his hand to answer questions, considers Suho his sworn enemy, always tries to sing louder than everyone else during nursery rhymes
  • Lay: the kid who once got lost on his way to the bathroom, almost always asleep, usually has food stains on his clothes by the end of the day
  • Sehun: always angry and/or sulking, complains about the cafeteria food, tells on other students to spite them
The AU where everything is the same except Alix is Chat Noir

I’m compiling it all into one post because why not, I’m ill and sleepy and for some reason thought this was a good idea, basically it’s just “Alix is Chat Noir and Marinette is super duper gay”

@yourfavouritekindoftrash HERE YOU GO HERE’S THE REST OF IT

  • Fu doing that “help me up I’m an old man” thing @Adrien but our lil pink-haired rollerskating bean gets there first like “here you go here’s your stick thing” then sees poor sunshine child not being allowed to go to school so she’s like *scares away Nathalie and the gorilla* “idk who you are but you’re my friend now bc you should totally be allowed to go to school and I will protect you” and Fu’s like “ok she’s hardcore I’ll give the ring to her instead lol”
  • ALSO THIS MEANS ALIX AND ADRIEN WOULD BE BEST FRIENDS IN THIS AU I’M SO HAPPY
  • (Nino’s still there too okay) (he’s now best friends with Mylene and sits with her, I’m so happy about that too) (Nino and Mylene… dang now that’s a brotp I can get behind)
  • Adrien can now stand up to Chloe’s bad behaviour because he has his Cool Tough Punk Friend backing him up all the time, anyways no one’s scared of him but everyone is scared of Alix who will fight you
  • Umbrella scene: “Adrien let me borrow his umbrella bc he takes the limo home but??? I have a hoodie??? I don’t need this??? Marinette here you go” “asjdhaksjskjdfh you’re cute I MEAN THANK YOU”
  • The Animan Episode tho. Adrien having a crush on Marinette and ENDING UP WITH ALYA OMG THIS AU HAS ALYADRIEN I’M SUPER DUPER HAPPY NOW
  • The watch never gets broken because Alix gives it straight to Adrien like “protect this with your life” and he actually does because this is his cool best friend’s watch so NO CHLOE YOU CAN’T HAVE IT
  • Dark Cupid episode… “Roses are red, I’m aro ace as hell, Valentines Day is overrated, but I think you’re kinda not that bad I guess…” “TIKKI DO YOU THINK SHE’S TALKING ABOUT ME” “Marinette it doesn’t even rhyme” “SHE LOVES ME TIKKI IT’S A LOVE POEM”
  • Omg Ladybug and Chat Noir would still have a height difference, just… the other way round
  • Pharaoh episode “okay yeah we have to de-akumatize my brother– I MEAN THAT RANDOM GUY WHO I AM DEFINITELY NOT RELATED TO BECAUSE I’M DEFINITELY NOT SECRETLY ALIX OR ANYTHING”
  • Mari: “Who is Chat Noir??? We just don’t know???” Alya: “So if you photoshop a mask and costume on Alix she kinda looks like–” Mari: “NOOOO THAT’S RIDICULOUS SHE CAN’T BE CHAT NOIR EVEN THOUGH SHE’S TINY AND HAS PINK HAIR AND LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE HER AND”
  • Reflekta episode, oh my goodness poor Alix ending up having to be TALL and fighting in HEELS and a big flouncy pink DRESS and good lord the horror (I mean she got transformed in the original episode too but anyways)
  • Omg that statue in Copycat, imagine Chat!Alix being like “um excuse me I’m actually taller than Ladybug???” aksdhkajsdh (and also “Theo wth you’re like way too old for Ladybug also she’s gay so back off she’s mine”)
  • On that note, MARINETTE STEALS ALIX’S PHONE (which was pointless anyway because it’s connected to her smartwatch, duh)
  • Pigeon episode is unfortunately less silly without Chat sneezing at feathers every two seconds
  • The Volpina episode just wouldn’t happen because Alya would immediately tell Lila “sorry Adrien’s my boyfriend” so Lila wouldn’t steal the book or get akumatized and yeah
  • The Ladynoir kiss is now gay, you’re welcome
The Hawk and the Wolf

PARINING:  Werewolf-Reader x Clint Barton

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

WARNINGS: Angst, slightly graphic scenes. 

Request from @highchu​: Hey cute stuff! May I request Clint x werewolf reader oneshot, where reader joins the avengers after HYDRA killed off her pack and Thor warnes the team to be weary of werewolfs and Nat finds the relationship between the reader and Clint cute.

So my only thing i know about werewolf's is from The Vampire Diaries (lol) so i’ve based this off the show, and also put my own spin on werewolfs. In this you are able to shift but the full moon still effects you! Hope you enjoy! 

 GIFS NOT MINE

Originally posted by daerysa

Originally posted by destroythesith

“Wait are you telling me that Werewolf’s are real? Like howling at the moon all that shit is real?”  You swallowed the urge to roll your eyes at the team of hero’s all sat around in front of you, half of them disbelieving half of them not knowing what to believe as you stood next to Fury. You did not think you were the most imposing person; even in your pack you were considered once of the weak ones. It was pure luck you had survived the massacre, Hydra had your whole pack slaughtered and you were out for revenge.

“It’s true (Y/N) here may poses some different qualities about her, but I’m counting half the people here a part of the abnormal side of humanity. However I’m sure she’ll keep her howling to a minimum Stark” You watched as Tony rolled his eyes, giving you a dismissive wavy.

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Summary of Hamilton Songs
  • Alexander Hamilton: Yo I'm Alexander Hamilton and these are all the bitches I've fucked and/or fucked up
  • Aaron Burr, Sir: Let's see how many things rhyme with Burr (also BRRAAAAH BRRAAAAH)
  • My Shot: Hamilton's not throwing away his shot or the fucking mike like holy shit this song is good
  • The Story of Tonight: We are best buds and this song is in no way foreshadowing sad events what are you talking about lets have another round
  • The Schuyler Sisters: WERK BITCH
  • Farmer Refuted: Hamilton: "My dog speaks more eloquently" Everybody: "OOOOOHH!"
  • You'll Be Back: The king's an abusive boyfriend who can't let things go and is also really cute--DA DA DA DA DA
  • Right Hand Man: HERE COMES THE GENERAL MOTHERFUCKERS
  • A Winter's Ball: We're reliable wITH THE LADIES!!!
  • Helpless: Eliza is a cinnamon roll who needs her happy ending stfu
  • Satisfied: Angelica fucking wrecks it like holy shit this song will bring me back to life
  • The Story of Tonight Reprise: "She's married to a British officer" "Oh shit..."
  • Wait For It: And we all fall in love with Burr cuz he tears this shit up
  • Stay Alive: "I'm a general! WEEEEEEEEEE!!!" (And Hamilton will fight anyone like holy shit boy calm the fuck down)
  • Ten Duel Commandments: The awesome sounding counting game of fUCKING DEATH
  • Meet Me Inside: Hamilton gets called to the principals office
  • That Would Be Enough: Dude seriously Eliza just wants you to not fucking die like how hard is that
  • Guns and Ships: Just...I just can't...just listen to this one fucking french asshole give it all he's got
  • History Has Its Eyes On You: Basically Washington telling Hamilton not to fuck up
  • The World Turned Upside Down: America wins the war and this shit is intense (also "Immigrants, we get the job done")
  • What Comes Next: The king is still bitter--"AWESOME! WOW!"
  • Dear Theodosia: Dads and their kids make me cry every time also we see parallels between Burr and Hamilton like holy shit this is cool
  • Non-Stop: Hamilton slow down you're scaring ppl
  • What'd I Miss: Jefferson arrives 15 minutes late with Starbucks
  • Cabinet Battle #1: EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY
  • Take A Break: Ok am I the only one who notices the beat of nothing when the sisters are like "Angelica, Eliza...the Schuyler sisters" like where the fuck is Peggy is she dead i think she's dead holy shit NO
  • Say No To This: Hamilton you dumb fuck say no to this
  • ...also Maria can belt like you won't believe
  • The Room Where It Happens: Burr is done with everyone's shit (also this song is life)
  • Schuyler Defeated: Burr drops some major foreshadowing with "I swear your pride will be the death of us all"
  • Cabinet Battle #2: "...France"
  • Washington on Your Side: Hamilton better watch his back
  • "Southern motherfuckin' dEMOCRATIC-REPUBLICANS!" "OH"
  • One Last Time: Washington has had enough of everyone's shit and is going home (like seriously he's the smartest person in this play he leaves before shit hits the fan)
  • I Know Him: Oh King George! We were wondering how you were doing...still creepy?...ok moving on
  • The Adams Administration: "Sit down John, you fat motherFUCKER"
  • We Know: Hamilton fucks up and no one's surprised at this point (also I love the little "No one else was in the room where it happened" addition from Burr like it just rubs salt in the wound here for their "friendship")
  • Hurricane: More Hamilton backstory/Wait For It Reprise
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN I REPEAT SHIT HAS HIT THE GODDAM FAN (also Angelica: "I'm not here for you" Everyone: "Oooooohhh!")
  • Burn: Ok let me just say Lin-Manuel Miranda has done such a good job with Eliza's character like for someone who we don't know anything about history wise, he really brought her to life in ways that make me want to cry
  • Blow Us All Away Reprise: philip no
  • philip no
  • PHILIP NO (also ha ha ha with the name of the song ha ha ha I'm laughing so hard I'm crying)
  • Stay Alive Reprise: WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
  • It's Quiet Uptown: I'm dead there's no god there's no light at the end of the tunnel everything's helpless and there are tears flooding my cheeks
  • The Election of 1800: Everyone is thirsting after Hamilton like leave the man alone at this point dear god
  • Your Obedient Servant: Burr and Hamilton are passive aggressive af
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: I HOPE HAMILTON REALIZES HOW LUCKY HE IS TO HAVE ELIZA HOLY FUCK IM SO PISSED
  • The World Was Wide Enough: Reason for my death: Burr's "Wait!" when he shoots (and dear god I hope someone learns something from this like sometimes a fight isn't worth everything please I'm begging you learn to forgive)
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: Eliza I'm so proud of you and I hope you find happiness in the end because I FUCKING DIDN'T THIS SHIT HAS ME BAWLING MY EYES OUT
  • ...time to listen to it all over again

Miro/Shatt headcanons

(Sup guys!! So…anyone want some Miro headcanons? I gotta few for you! Strap ya'self in buddy. This is gonna be a ride. Also, I personally call it Miro over Shatt cause it sounds nicer to me. Also ahem..it rhymes with Milo and Milo is straight up delicious…anyway! That aside here are some headcanons from before Kerberos!! (Gonna post after in a few days)


-OK, we are gonna say that they were really great friends before because I feel like it is basically law now.

-And I love it.

-Shiro would, just to annoy Matt read out bad AF dad jokes 24/7.

-Unknown to Shiro, Matt actually loves dad jokes.

-so, when Shiro found out. Basically everyone else in the Garrison were not safe.

-From these two literal dorks.

-To Matt’s surprise, Shiro can sleep almost anywhere.

-Which is also to Matt’s delight too.

-He can scare Shiro awake all he wants.

-(Also draw dicks on his face)

-the thing is, Shiro wakes up really creepily by just straight up sitting up and opening his eyes.

-After about 10 times, Matt never scared Shiro awake again.

-(There were still sticks drawn on his face tho)

-Meanwhile, Matt never sleeps.

-(This way be the reason Pidge has such bad sleeping habits..)

-(Dammit Matt)

-So Shiro, as he shared a dorm room with him, would constantly nag Matt about it. And honestly it was for a good reason.

-“Sleep is for the weak”

-“Matt you haven’t slept for 48 hours straight!”

-“Damn Right”

-“MaTt yoU ArE GoiNg tO diE?!”

-Shiro you are already dead inside you can’t talk.

-Shiro when waking Matt up: Wakey wakey eggs and bakey except not get your ass up.

-Matt: Ay, wake up ya dildo.

-(they care about each other a lot, but this works for waking the other up)

-“Shiro, you know if my little sister found out about the Shit I say and do with you I would forever probably be embarrassed. She would never let me get over it so if you meet her in the future you better…”

-*Shiro smirking*

-They also compliment each other a lot, let’s get real.

-Shiro will constantly complain that Matt is too cute.

-Like just imagine Shiro, mister Voltron Dad constantly calling his best friend (and future boyfriend) cute all the time because it is true and Matt cannot go without knowing this information you know?

- He’s gotta know he is a giant cutey.

-Even if he scoffs but secretly loves it.

-Matt starts calling Shiro cute too.

-And then Shiro starts complimenting Matt more.

-And then Matt as well.

-And just by that, it became basically the opposite of the roast fest they had a month ago.

-Shiro is shockingly, one of the messiest people Matt has ever met.

-Like…how does he do it? Matt thought he was bad but man…

-Shiro cleans up his act by the time they go to Kerberos.

-But man…shocking.

-What a scandal.

-Says Matt, while continuing to throw his jeans on the floor.

-Matt is also surprisingly a big crier with movies and stuff.

-Shiro buys the tissues.

-“Shit dude I feel like a fucking mess and you are probably one of the only people I feel like I can act like one around….thank-you a lot Matt.”

-*Matt feeling honored and comforting as basically awkwardly as he can. But trying*

-(Shiro it only gets worse from here honey)

- Oh gosh, because this is before they date I just wanna say that Matt really Fricken loves Shiro’s laugh.

-Like he is crushing on Shiro, and Boi…he at one point tries his hardest to make him laugh.

-Which isn’t that hard.

-Fricken bad pun and he is gone.

-Shiro loves it when Matt scrunches up his nose.

-And they love a lot if things about each other.

-They are both pining hardcore.

-Also call each other bitch a lot.

-And that is all I have for before Kerberos y'all.

-Ana

Mental health can be debilitating at times.  

Depression can make your body ache like you have the flu.  It makes you feel like you have a thousand pound brick on your shoulders weighing you down.  It can be so hard to move.  It can be so draining just go get up and out of bed every day.  Even keeping up with hygiene can sometimes seem impossible when depression hits.

Anxiety can cause paranoia to the point of not being able to leave your house.  It can lead to people getting physically sick because of panic attacks.  Headaches and muscle soreness because of how tense you are all the time.  It makes you feel like you ran for 5 days straight even though you didnt even move.  Anything can set an attack off and there sometimes is no rhyme or reason it just happens.

PTSD leads to sleepless nights and waking nightmares as flashbacks of the trauma hit.  It can cause debilitating reactions where you aren’t safe to be by yourself.  Sleepless nights and sleep deprivation are dangerous and unhealthy even if it keeps the nightmares away.

These are just the mental illnesses i have personal experience with.  Any mental health issue can be debilitating at times.  But just because it is debilitating today or tomorrow doesn’t mean it will always be debilitating.  You will get through this.  I am here for you.  It is ok to struggle.  Struggle doesn’t make you weak. 

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TDA/TLH theory about Marjorie
“If Marjorie is +90, then she was born around 1920 and if #TLH is set in 1910, could she be Lucie's daughter? #LordOfShadows #TDA #QOAAD 😱😱”

Ok now I’ve checked details more deeply 🤓:

Marjorie is the super great aunt of the Blackthorns, but it’s not clear if she’s a Blackthorn by birth or marriage 🤔.

According to @cassandraclare, Lucie was 16 when TLH takes place in 1903, and she married Jesse Blackthorn and had children.

If Marjorie is +90, then she must have born before 1922, remember TDA is set in 2012 (2012-90=1922) and she’s nearly 100 according to Julian in Lady Midnight. Besides, in Shadowhunters Wiki it is said that Marjorie was born (around?) 1910s, considering this, she is almost or more than 100 years old.

Whether this is a mistake or not, Marjorie’s age makes me think that she could be Lucie and Jesse Blackthorn’s daughter, because by Marjorie’s birth date (1910), Lucie must have been 23, a very likely age for a Shadowhunter to be mother, and maybe, if Marjorie is the oldest Blackthorn alive, she must have been the youngest of Lucie and Jesse’s children.

Another important detail is that Marjorie gave Tavvy a copy of A Treasury of Tales for Nephilim and that thanks to it he discovered that Lady Midnight was a Shadowhunter and a Blackthorn, and the complete rhyme that the Unseelie King gave to Malcolm to bring Annabel back to life. That book is one of the very few Shadowhunter children’s books and the thing is I’m suspecting Lucie wrote that book, because she apparently was a prolific writer in the Shadowhunter world.

Also, in TLH Jesse Blackthorn is brought back to life, that would explain why and how Annabel’s whole story and the rhyme of the necromantic ceremony ended up in a children’s book, because Lucie knew and maybe was witness, and Tatiana must have discovered the rhyme/ceremony, explaining too why she wanted Magnus as warlock to perform it. Marjorie should know more about it if she’s Jesse’s daughter and that would explain too why Evelyn Highsmith left the London Institute to visit her. Marjorie hasn’t been involved and she hasn’t had the chance to participate in the whole Annabel’s mess anyway.

Of course all would mean that Marjorie didn’t marry, otherwise she could be a Blackthorn by having married another Blackthorn 😕, but then her husband should have been of another Blackthorn’s branch. She couldn’t have married a son of Jesse, because then she wouldn’t be the Blackthorns’ super-great aunt, she would be their super great-grandmother. Also, after Rupert Blackthorn death, Jesse was his only descendant and I think it’s pretty clear Rupert hadn’t brothers who could continue the male line by their own, but if there were (which is very unlikely) they are extinct: Remember that after the Dark War, Arthur was the only relative left and (apparently) capable to take care of the Blackthorn children.

And now, I see a very good reason to wait until 2019 for Queen of Air and Darkness (could be Marjorie? 🤔), because it would spoil a lot of Jesse’s plot.

I can’t help getting excited about the idea that Tavvy’s copy must be a first edition of A Treasury of Tales for Nephilim with a autography of Lucie 😊😍

theory for tomorrows ep!

stop reading if you don’t want a little dash of spoilers - nothing big!


so i’m just throwing this out there! definitely add on if you’d like :) 

i think that instead of azgeda and trikru fighting for spots in the bunker.. what’s really going to happen is each clan is going to pick a warrior to fight for them and whichever warrior is still standing at the end - their clan becomes the one who can have the bunker. because that would be high stakes tbh.

i feel like im writing an essay lolol, but a photo to support my claim is this one: 

some clan members are putting their hands in, almost to take a vote of what happens. i mean, for someone like indra who hates roan/azgeda as much as she does - she literally has her hand on his - so it’s gotta be for a good reason lol

the next photo that i think is important in this scene is clarke and abby - where clarke is in full grounder clothes. it’s important because i have 0 fucking idea as to why she’s wearing those clothes again - so we’ll wait and see bc i s2g if the idea starts with “comand…” and rhymes with salamander - I WILL LOOSE IT!!!!


ok ANYWAY - so for skaikru i think they’re going to choose octavia as their warrior and that’s why octavia is a big part of 4x09 (well, everyone has said that so far) 

i re-watched the original s4 trailer and there’s a scene of octavia walking around, full war paint and sword in tow - we haven’t seen this scene yet in any ep. thus far. but! what i found SO interesting is OCTAVIA IS WEARING A DOG TAG ON HER CHAIN AND IT HAS THE SKAIKRU CLAN SYMBOL ON IT!!! (i only just realized this and im telling you - 1 warrior from each clan to fight is exactly what’s going to happen) like since when does octavia believe skaikru is her home? 


dog tags are used in war to identify the solider if they’re dead and too badly mutilated to make out the faces (like if a family member had to identify them) so their names, address and i believe birthday were engraved on the dog tags for identification. in the trailer i found several other “warriors” (so they look) wearing the dog tags that have clan symbols on them!

trikru:

the man in the back has one on too, but i obviously can’t make out the symbol!

after finding another scene with the man above in it, from the trailer - here’s his dog tag -

boudalankru, or rock line:

 and finally roan is fighting for azgeda 

his scenes in the trailer all have so much movement, that the best picture i could get for his dog tag is this one :(

while rewatching the 4B trailer - i noticed roan is holding his hand out and says “may the best warrior win” and i think he’s speaking to octavia. it’s nighttime so i’m thinking that all the other warriors are dead now and it’s just octavia against roan

and yes, i do think someone is going to die :( 


back to octavia though rn - i think that the night before the battle she’s finally going to talk to bellamy - and perhaps apologize FINALLY

this scene: 

she’s sitting in front of a fire, talking with bellamy. i just have this feeling…

i read somewhere (either jroth said it or another crew member) that the siblings had a big tie in with this ep! 


if anyone wants to add to the post - be my guest!!

Ice Ice Baby chapter 2: Ice Block

Summary: Juvia has started a journey that she’s always wanted. A journey to become a mother. But can she really do it by herself? What will she do when an unexpected blizzard changes everything?

Ice Ice Baby will post every Sunday

I’m so beyond happy with how much everyone liked this!! I hope you’ll like this chapter too!

WARNING: If I upset anyone in this chapter, I’m sorry. There will be a pun in this chapter only that may be inappropriate so I’m letting you know now. It’s all in good fun, I promise. (side note: It’s really not much of a pun since some people actually have this name so… I even know a few). This warning may be pointless but I’ll leave it anyway.

NOTE: Gray will be a little OOC for a few chapters. But this is an AU, so yeah, he’s not going to be his moody self. But that part will come, I’m already there in my writing so I promise. This won’t last long! – Also! In this universe, the song Ice Ice Baby does not exist.

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A week later Juvia had everything in place in Natsu and Lucy’s second bedroom. Thankfully, she didn’t have furniture of her own. And the room she was in was fully furnished for when Natsu’s brother visited.

Juvia giggled, the room was pink. She knew Zeref just loved that.

Juvia was sitting at the desk in a cushy white office chair. Her feet were bare and her freshly painted toes were curled in the soft white carpet. She was super comfortable in her navy sleep shirt with Eeyore on the front. Bora hated it, so she had slept in it every night since she left. She didn’t realize the relief that was off her shoulders now that she was “single”.

She hummed a nursery rhyme as she turned to a new page in her brand new diary. She was going to make it her pregnancy journal and write down everything! From how big the baby was (according to the book) to what made her sick that day.

The only downside to everything was her job. She was the head baker at “Sweet, Sassy, and Classy” bakery. The sweet aroma made her queasy.

The promotion she was waiting on would put her in the position as head decorator. She still had a few more weeks before she heard the final verdict.

A knock on the bedroom door ruined her little doodle of a nursery design.

“You awake, Juvia?” Lucy asked.

“Yes!” Juvia pushed the chair away from the desk and stood. She was slipping on her house slippers when her blonde house mate opened the door with a big smile.

“Morning. Natsu is making breakfast. Should be ready soon.”

“Alright,” one of the biggest shocks Juvia had was learning that Natsu cooked. Granted he was limited to breakfast and pasta, but he was actually really good.

“Oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but we’re having a guest for dinner.”

“Oh?” Lucy and Juvia walked down the hall to the living room, “who is it?”

“A friend of Natsu’s. They’ve been friends since they were born but he went to college up North and is finally moving back home,” Lucy plopped down onto the cushy love seat, “I’ve never met him.”

“Oh good,” Juvia sat more gracefully onto the couch, laughing, “Juvia will not be the only awkward one.”

Lucy snickered, “Hey, Natsu? What’s his name? You never told me.”

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Writers Creed Interviews: @definegodliness

Check out our second Writers Creed “Get to Know a Writer” Interview! For our second interview, we had the privilege of interviewing @definegodliness from the Netherlands. We’ve had a great time learning about what not to call him unless he’s in love with you, his writing inspirations, his past and what led him to be the writer that we have all come to love. We hope you enjoy getting to know one of your fellow writers on Tumblr. Thank you for being a part of this Mark! ❤

Writers Creed: So Mark, do you have any nicknames?
Mark: Never really had a nickname, nor have I desired to have one really. My friends usually call me by my last name, so I am very used to that. Come to think of it, only people really close to me call me Mark. I have a love/hate relationship with my own name. Which is probably why I always use M.A. Tempels as a signature. (I absolutely loathe ‘Marky’, and only if I am absolutely head over heels in love with you I will allow you to use that haha)
WC: People close to you and Tumblr it seems call you Mark haha. *notes: Marky is off limits* So should we stick to Mark? Or would you prefer something else?
M: Oh yeah sure, Mark is fine!
WC: Sounds good. So onto the first real writing question, what got you into writing?
M: Well, writing was the first thing I excelled at in elementary school, which is where my fondness for words, diction, proverbs, sayings and language overall originated. I’ve always felt that the bigger one’s vocabulary is, the easier it is to express and convey thoughts and emotions. Perhaps it is part of the desire to be seen and understood I had as a kid. I wrote and read a lot, until I was about fifteen. Then my interests shifted, as I did not believe I could ever become an author. So I stopped completely. In hindsight a bad decision, because the words kept piling up in my head, quite literally driving me crazy. Anyway, when I was about twenty-three I met a girl that I loved so much the words just started pouring out of me. In love letters, hidden notes, and texts. I started writing poetry, automatically. Returning to the sensitive kid I was and had forcefully shunned in my adolescent years. Emotions make you vulnerable, you see, and I wanted to be stoic. Cool. However, you can’t keep your cool when you love so deeply. We started writing a book together and ever since then I have been writing again. Thanks to that girl, my writer-self returned, and I still consider it a great gift. It is, and always has been, who I am. It feels good to know your role in life and to have purpose.
WC: That was such a beautiful answer, I love it. And I think we can all be grateful for that girl if she’s the one that returned your writer-self. And all of us writers are a bit crazy are we not?
M:Hahaha thank you. Everybody’s crazy, artists just use their trade to express it. Honestly, I have yet to meet a person that is completely sane.
WC: Haha true that. What happened to that book you and that girl started writing?
M: The book is still unfinished, though there are many chapters, characters and scenes already completed. In raw material, I dare say there already is an entire book. Every now and then I resume writing it, but this takes an immense toll on me, emotionally. It is very much revisiting the time I was so blissfully in love, and this inevitably leads to revisiting the hurt of loss. Then I get mournful, and filled with remorse. It always ends in tears; I had it all and I threw it all away. Even now I find it difficult to think of the time when we first wrote that book. Which is a pity, and foolish, because it truly was the happiest time in my life. I wish I could just appreciate that as it is, and look back with a thankful smile for having experienced it. I guess we all have our flaws; I am still learning.
WC: This is all very moving. We are always still learning. May I ask what happened?
M: The thing is, when you experience depression for the first time, it takes a long while of constantly thinking ‘what is wrong with me?’ You’re forcing yourself to man up; get really self-critical, because everything you normally do takes more energy. Well, robs it really. Then, the lethargy sets in and you deem yourself lazy and useless. All the while you’re in a downwards spiral, until the inevitable point of breaking. Then, with your pride and self-worth at its lowest point, you finally face the facts that you cannot do this alone and seek help. In my case, a psychologist patched me back up and I was ready to go and take on the world again. I’ve learned a lot during that time. Stopped studying Psychology, and started studying Journalism as it was more creative, and I needed to express. What I didn’t know back then is that I hadn’t dealt with an episode of depression, but that I was actually dealing with a chronic depression. So during the relationship, I felt myself going down the negative spiral again, but I didn’t know how and if I should handle it. I mean, we all get sad sometimes, but you make it through the day and the next morning you feel better. And that is what got me: for far too long I kept hoping to feel better the next morning. Then, when you do realize you are depressed, how do you tell it to the woman you love and whom makes you happier than you have ever been? I kept it all a secret. Afraid to lose her, basically. Wondering who’d want a life-sentence with a chronically depressed person. And this why I am telling this, keeping it secret, and trying to be/act 'normal; fighting(!) the depression, only made it worse and eventually lead to our breaking up. With all the knowledge I have now, I do know I would have acted differently. If we would have stayed together, of course, is a different story. Voila
WC: Wow. I may or may not be tearing up right now. I’m sorry about that :(
M: Here’s to hoping someone who needs to hear it will read it, and not make the same mistakes as I did.
WC:  Making mistakes is part of life, it’s how we learn and grow. But yes if you can learn from someone else’s mistakes is also good haha. Alright, now for the next question, what would you say you write about most? What inspires you most?
M: Love is predominant in my writing, because I have a big heart and often want to channel all that is good in me. Besides, most subjects to write about are fleeting, yet love is a thing of all times. To me, it is a touch of the eternal; something inside me that is grander than existence. What inspires me most are memories, usually they are strong emotions felt but never expressed. Through my writing I try to free them from being locked up inside me, which makes me feel lighter and far more balanced. It is kind of a thought palace being decluttered so I can move around freely again.
WC: Lovely answer. And I think you touched upon a bit on what my next question would have been, what writing means to you.
M: Purpose. As a life well lived is a life spent in exploring and making full use of one’s qualities. There is also a somewhat holistic motive here, the deep-rooted desire to be the best version of oneself as a part of the whole human experience. That on my death bed I might say, “I was never perfect, but I was the best version of me.” Regarding existential crises, writing gave me peace for that reason. Then there is the simple childlike excitement I feel when finding new words, or finally getting that sentence right that had been bugging me. Writing is exciting and makes me feel alive. Lastly, there is the therapeutic benefit; the release of ongoing thoughts and emotions, offering a sense of stability. So there you have it, to me writing means: purpose, excitement, and sanity.
WC: I think these are all great points you bring and many that people will be to relate to I am sure. When did you start writing in English?
M: Around April 2015? Little after I started having a tumblr. I believe I started with random contemplations, mostly about life. Giving purpose to a lifetime spent mostly in deep thought. This slowly evolved into poetry. I remember I was so shy and insecure about my usage of the English language back then, and even now I am still learning. But I love learning new words, that is actually why I write a lot of form poetry; when you force yourself to rhyme or limit yourself to a certain amount of syllables, the dictionary and thesaurus become your best friend.
WC:I totally agree with learning new words, such a good thing for anyone, especially for a writer. So before that you wrote only in your language?
M: Yes, and never poetry. Well, not consciously, I mean. In hindsight I did write love poems to my then girlfriend before that
WC: That’s really cute, love how the mind works haha. Ok, next question: Did anything interesting or bizarre happen to you because of writing? Like any cool stories related to the fact that you write?
M: Above all writing has given me the opportunity to come in contact with a vast array of sensitive, creative people; curious, open-minded, and intelligent souls, really. Which has lead to marvelous philosophical conversations about life, love, empathy, and the esoteric wonders of being. As often with like-minded souls, the connection within the conversation is so strong that it becomes almost tangible. Which is remarkable and an interesting subject to explore in itself. Speaking of like-minded souls: of course the most wonderful and exciting that has happened is that I have met my girlfriend Kristina through writing on here. After all, if I had never picked up writing, especially in English, I would have never met her. And what are the odds that a Dutch guy suddenly decides to write poetry, and in English as well… and on Tumblr of all places! But we found each other, and as a writer, I am blessed to have a partner that understands creative processes. That the poet and the person can operate entirely independent, and are not to be mistaken for each other. I believe people often forget this: how you write doesn’t depict who you are. Emotions aren’t literal, and words are but a limited vessel to convey their intricacy. What I try to achieve with my poetry is to either express how I feel, or (like I said before) because I want to channel all that is good and loving in me.
WC: Your answers are always spot on! Tell us a fun fact about you before we finish this interview.
M: I love doing impersonations, or rather make up characters and I am quite good at it! My natural voice is quite low, but I can bend it to reach many different pitches. I also very much like doing different accents. My favourite one right now is 'the pretentious, overly dramatic poet’. I love starting dread filled sentences with an exaggerated prolonged “oh”. I also can whistle melodically in four different ways; normal, two different ways through my teeth, and one using both of my thumbs. The sense of accomplishment when I first learned to whistle as a kid is one of my earliest memories. Et voila!
WC: Hahaha amazing! 👏👏👏Thank you for doing it!
M: I had fun!

ok so let me tell you about a little ship called lomre

yep thats there shipname, its great i know 

so according to @thesecretdetectivecollection this is how it started 

“First, we signed Emre. He was lonely because he had nobody to speak german with. Then we hired Kloppo who immediately adopted Emre as his new son. But Emre was still lonely. Kloppo wondered how to make him feel better. So he got him a NEW GERMAN KEEPER TO BE HIS BEST FRIEND. And that, kids, is how I met your (other)father.”

and that my friends is how lomre came to life

anyway lomre is loris and emre and there friendship is slowly on the rise and im living 

ok so it all started at lfc initiation when marko grujic took a selfie with them, like the actual blessing he is, 

 i just wanna thank marko for the absolute blurry masterpiece that this picture is, 

i mean the fact that loris and emre were becoming best buds right from the start of the season actually has me sobbing 

This right here is the second reason i died, I MEAN LOOK AT IT, JUST LOOK, look at them in all their toxic green glory, how they make that horrendous colour work ill never know

IF U DONT THINK ITS THE BEST THING EVER THAN UR WRONG, them being bus buddies is very important, ok very important, 

this ship is just starting out but they seem to be spending alot of time together as we can see here, and i love it sm, (also bonus demre ur welcome)

i mean if this isnt convincing you about them JUST LOOK AT THE MASTERPIECE BELOW, get a paper bag u may start hyperventilating 

and if being bus buddies wasnt enough they are also AIRPLANE BUDDIES, do i need to say more, this is just perfection, 

an hour or two in a small place with nothing but music and good old conversation what could possibly go wrong, 

(yh yh i know hendollana are being dorks in the back but just take a moment to appreciate the lomre, cus wow they look so good here)


and if that isnt enough just look at them being smily babs in training!!!!!!!!!, ITS SO PRECIOUS, look how happy they are, LOOOOOK, THIS IS MY ALLTIME FAVE LOMRE PICTURE,

 P U  R E   G O L D 

its so magical

and this picture happened and all i can imagine is the conversation going like ‘i brought you a tie emre and all u get me is a BATHROBE, WTH’  

emre- ‘ a fucking tie????that is the worst present in the history of the world’ 

they both eventually agree that they brought awful presents


and if that doesn’t convince you just look at them, if two sexy germans in very nice suits, looking like a million dollars isn’t something special, i dont know what is,

listen all this stuff has happened in a matter of like a couple months, and its prolly gonna get better so ill im saying is come join my little ship and die with me 

anyway lomre is lit so come join the ship, that rhymes haha