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Roleplay Info; Saren Kagon.

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Name: Sarengerel Kagon, goes by Saren
Race: Au Ra, Xaela from the Kagon tribe.
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Place of Birth: Azim Steppes
Guardian: Nhaama, The Dusk Mother
Occupation: Hunter - she can wield a bow and knives and does odd job for necessities. 

An exiled Xaela that found her way to Ishgard during the Dragonsong War and temporarily in the company V'qoja Tia and Notrelmont Clouet. As one war ends and another begins, she returns to Azim Steppes, the one place she’d rather not be.

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When you can’t even run a defamation campaign right

UPDATE: unfortunately, this is a defamation campaign “done right”, as there was no mix-up of people. Regardless, whatever past this man might have, he’s still not the guilty part here.

Original post below.

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After the United Airlines thing (article if you missed it here), you might have seen some press outlets run bullshit articles like these:

You know, the usual racist behaviour in these kind of situations, white people who go on killing sprees get “he was a really nice man, but mentally disturbed?? no idea” while everyone else gets “HE WAS NO ANGEL!!!

Here’s the thing though.

This is the guy the smear articles are talking about.

This is the guy who was dragged off the plane.

See the difference?

David A. Dao vs. David T. D. Dao.

United Airlines can’t even run a smear campaign properly. Two Asian doctors, registered in different states, and they manage to do this.

Hopefully those sleazy press outlets get hit with libel lawsuits!

EDIT: And of course, it goes without saying that even IF the accusations were true, that it’s completely irrelevant to what happened on the plane.

(thanks to @MarkTranSD for pointing this out

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rogelio de la vega is honestly the best male character ive ever seen on television 

  • he doesnt give a shit about masculinity. moisturizing, avocado masks, etc.
  • the episode where he realizes how attractive rafael was, and he was so unapologetic about it.
  • he openly became best friends with his daughter’s lover, instead of trying to act like that stereotypical father thats mean to the man his daughter dates.
  • him renaming his grandson, matelio. 
  • his obsession with twitter.
  • he puts his family first all the time, i literally want to cry, he’s such a good man. 
  • he compliments people in the cutest way ever. :(
  • he loves shopping for clothes.
  • he knows the importance of lighting when it comes to photo taking.
  • ‘why are you so afraid of having your pelvis touch mine?’
  • his dedication to concealer is the greatest thing ive ever seen. 
  • when he left the AC running for 30 minutes and explained by saying ‘i didnt want your makeup to run’ on jane’s wedding day, what a dad! 
  • he owns up to his mistakes whenever he can. ie: when he told xo to get an abortion. 
  • he knows damn well that he can dance. 
  • HIS SKIN CARE DEDICATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • when he payed for jane’s education and literally set up a fake scholarship so she wouldn’t find out that the money was coming from him, like come on…
  • him constantly calling michael is best friend :( 
  • his moment of blatantly checking out rafael’s ass on the elevator one time after saying ‘i never realized how attractive you were until now’
  • again, he doesn’t give a shit about masculinity. 
FACTS ABOUT CONNOR MURPHY (spoilers)

So I have decided to post all the facts and hints about Connor Murphy’s past that are shown in the musical. It’s hard to make out considering people in the fandom usually focus on the lies Evan tells to figure out Connor’s personality.

To get this conclusion (which I will post in a second) I literally skipped all scenes concerning Evan’s lies and went directly to the Murphy family and what they say. None of these facts/hints involve what Evan said about Connor.

First of all, I’ll say now that I have put my own interpretation on each of these facts.

And so, I will put all FACTS in BOLD.
Anything out of bold is my own interpretation and how I see it to be. It’s up to you to agree with me or disagree.

First, I will post my conclusions on each family member, and then afterwards, I will post the reasons for each one.

Zoe

Zoe was an emotional and verbal abuse victim. There is no evidence of physical abuse, although there were threats that could have potentially led to that. She has all the right to not grieve over Connor, in all honesty, she could have sent him to the police for what he did, but as an abuse victim, that is very hard to do. Connor was probably the cause of most of her insecurities and she hated him for that. The unhealthy habit of taking out his anger on the nearest person to him probably made him lash out at his sister whenever he had a panic attack. Judging by how he really did care enough to keep the creepy letter about his sister, written by Evan, in his pocket for 3 days before he committed suicide, it’s safe to say that he really regretted being mean to his sister and actually cared about her.

Connor’s mom, Cynthia

Connor’s mom was a woman obsessed with reputation. She’s known as the rich man’s wife, and wants more than anything to be a regular family. But because her son had mental illnesses, her perfect image was ruined. She acted as though she was there for him but when it came down to it, she did nothing. She pushed for therapy but after a while, her husband took him out of it because “it wasn’t worth the money,” and she basically went, “welp, I tried.” I will quote what I say later: Connor’s mom might not actually be sad that her son is gone, but rather, she’s ashamed that her family actually doesn’t care. It seems like Connor’s mom is filled with regret for not being there for her son, and she’s forcing her family to act like they regretted it too, because that’s what a real family should have been like. But this is only a personal theory.

Connor’s dad, Larry

Connor’s dad might be one of the main sources of his depression. It is very obvious to me that Connor’s dad believed him to be a disappointment. He didn’t grieve for his dead son and only played along to make his wife happy. He’s annoyed by the whole situation. It even seemed like he hated the fact that there was fake remnants of his son in Evan. Almost like he wished Connor wasn’t friends with Evan so he could just forget all about him and not need to deal with it. At some point he was a kind father. When they went to the orchard together for picnics, it seems like they were a happy family. Connor’s dad had played with their toy plane together and had some great memories. The whole family practically forgot about this, though. Connor’s dad didn’t cry at his own dead son’s funeral. I think that sums it up.

Connor Murphy

Connor was a complicated person. He had many different mental illnesses. I could research which ones he probably had, but there’s probably already a post somewhere on it already. One thing for sure, is that he was unstable. He might not have been like that his whole life, but at the time of knowing him, the time he was briefly alive in the show, he was incredibly unstable. Everything and anything could set him off, and he probably hated that about himself as well. Pushing away everyone near him that could possibly help and hating himself for doing so, spiraling himself into a closed minded world of self-hate and regret, which is something that many people can relate to, including me. He did a lot of horrible things to his sister and to his family. I don’t blame his family for not actually grieving him, he was a really bad person. The problem is, he could have been a good person as well. He had all the potential to get better. He talked to Evan, probably wishing to say sorry about pushing him earlier in the hall. He was trying, he wanted to try. He wanted to get better. He just gave up too soon.

This post is very long! I’m sorry. If you’d like to read more, I’m putting the reasons I’ve come to these conclusions under the cut.

Remember, ALL FACTS ARE IN BOLD. Anything else is my personal interpretation.

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Inspire Me || Kim Namjoon

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Word Count: 1.5k 

Genre: Fluff


It was late at night and you were still at the studio. You weren’t quite sure why you were here, maybe because it was quiet compared to your dorm. BigHit had just signed a new girl group, and you were lucky enough to finally debut with them.

Ever since BigHit had told you and your group the news, they had been incredibly excited about it. There wasn’t a moment anymore where you were able to get peace and quiet. So you had come to the recording studio at the BigHit building to sneak away.

There was a book you had been reading recently and you wanted to finish it as soon as possible. It was really good and you found it interesting, along with the messages and values that came out of the story, so you wanted to be able to read without being interrupted.

It was quiet, quieter than you had heard in weeks and it was comforting. The silence was always something you cherished because it meant that you were alone, and sometimes being alone was easier than constantly being surrounded by people.

As much as you loved your members, you needed time alone to think over things, or do things by yourself. Not everything could be down with them, and when you escaped like this they understood that. They would leave you alone until it got late enough and then one of them would call you and let you know it was time to come home.

You were annoyed when you heard the door to the studio open and you were about to snap at your members when you looked up and realized it was someone you had never met before. Of course you knew who he was though, he was Kim Namjoon from BTS, one of the other bands signed by BigHit.

The two of you locked eyes and you were both quiet for a little bit before you spoke up.

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Tatiana Maslany really is everyone! 

the serpents come out at night - Jughead Jones

requested: “Jughead smut about the jacket? Like the reader is really mad he took it but he looks really hot and sin happens? Plz I’m a ho sorry”

GOD I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN EXCUSE TO DO THIS AND HERE IT IS

warning(s): SMUT, slight alcohol use

fuck here we go

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The night is cold, tranquil. In FP Jones’ trailer the moonlight gives off a blue glare through the shutters on the windows, and the cans of Bud Lite that were previously gulped down with ease are now laying on the carpeted floor, slightly crushed.

You’re pinned against the wall, your legs wrapped against Jughead’s waist - your lips furiously moving against his in a rushed motion as he takes your shirt off effortlessly, your hands latching onto his clothing and doing the same.

And then he’s pouncing onto you again - his name written against your breaths of desperation for him to just do something already. He grabs your waist and kisses down your neck, nipping softly, before there’s a knock at the door.

“Oh my god -” You gasp out, Jughead losing his confidence in the spur of the moment, his head whipping around to look at the door.

“Is that your mom..?” He asks quietly, setting you down on the kitchen counter, pulling his shirt on, not bothering to fix his hair when he walked to the door.

You didn’t bother replying, you just followed him close behind.

Jughead was conversing with the Southside Serpents, from what you could tell - something about FP not snitching and how they would always have his back.

And then you saw the jacket.

That god damned jacket - the Snake embroidered leather jacket that symbolized all that was the antichrist of Riverdale. It shocked you, for a small moment.

But what really got to you was when he put it on.

Your boyfriend, Forsythe Pendleton Jughead Jones III, innocent, weird writer kid, with sex hair and a little smirk on his face, puts it on.

And you fucking die, you swear.

You widen your eyes and feel your heart tense up, your hand grabbing onto his arm, which is now guarded by his new article of clothing. “Juggie..?”

He thanks the Serpents and waves to them before closing the door behind him, walking back inside, an aura of badassery clinging to him. It was a new vibe, and strangely, you liked it.

“Jug -”

He didn’t even let you speak before you were hurled up into his arms and making out with him again, right back where you started. His hands decide to travel more, unzipping your shorts and shoving them down.

You whine and pull back, his lips all smudged from your lipstick, and you swear it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. He doesn’t hesitate to get to the point. He runs his fingers over your heat slowly and pulls them back, grinning and biting his lip.

“Naughty girl..” He mutters to himself and picks you up again, running to the small bedroom in the given space of the trailer, tossing you onto the unmade bed. “I want your underwear off.”

You immediately obey him, taking your lacy thong off, sliding it down your legs teasingly.

He leans down and kisses at your v line, leaving tiny hickies along his way to your cunt, pinning your hips to the bed so you couldn’t move away when he licked a stripe up.

You gasped and curled your toes, looking down at your beautiful boyfriend. “Jug -!”

He moaned, raspily, and began to eat you out, using every skill known to man with his tongue, and his lips, sucking on your clit as well. He’s so good at it and you don’t know if this is his first time or not, but fuck, does he know how to go down on you.

You have no idea where this boost of confidence came from, but you are not complaining in any way. Jughead is taking his time and going hard, looking up at you with lust the entire time, his eyes seducing you to the point of insanity.

You whimper underneath him, your body writhing on the bed in attempt to buck up and have some sort of liberation, your hand fisting in his somewhat nappy brown locks, back arching.

“Juggie, oh my god - yes..”

“Mhm?” He moans against you, and just as you’re about to come he pulls away, his lips wet and red. “Was that good, baby?”

“Wh - no! Go back!”

“I don’t think you call the shots, (Y/N)..” He purrs, kissing at your neck again, rubbing you slowly, one of his long, amazing fingers slipping into you. “God, how is it that you’re so wet already and I’ve barely touched you?”

You sobbed and held onto him tight, rolling your hips against him and sucking on his collarbone, making sure he fucking felt that. “Take your shirt off, and the jacket - please..”

(there’s about to be some serious sin here folks prepare yourselves)

In almost an instant, his jacket and his shirt come off, as well as his socks and jeans, and he’s left in nothing but his tented boxers.

“Here’s what you’re gonna do..” He mutters, his lips pressed against your ear, “I’m gonna let you go, and you’re gonna make me feel good. Got that?”

You obey him when he let go of you, and start palming him through his boxers, squeaking quietly when you felt him twitch underneath his hand. “Jug..”

“Keep goin’.”

You nod, gulping and slowly taking his boxers down, your breath catching in your throat when you see him fully. But you still wrap your hand around him, stroking slowly at first - speeding up when Jughead moans at you to continue.

“That’s a good girl..” He rasps. “Suck me off.”

God, this was it.

You wrapped your lips around him and sucked slowly, teasing him, moving all the way down to his base, cupping his hip. He threw his head back and pushed himself into your mouth even more, panting. “God, (Y/N).. that mouth is astonishing.”

You groan around him and look up, using your tongue to brush the underside of his cock, his breath hitching.

It’s been a few minutes of you giving him head, and it’s tense - and hot. Jughead is moaning and gripping your hair and pushing you down further onto him, so close.

“H - Haah.. god, I’m close, baby, come on..”

His encouraging words made you speed up, and you pulled back, stroking him as fast as you possibly could. “Come on, Juggie, come on..”

“Open your fuckin’ mouth.”

You obeyed him again, sticking your tongue out while you opened.

Jughead felt a rush of excitement pulse through his veins as he reached his release, letting a low cry out as he came into your mouth, his back arching. “Fuuuck..”

You swallowed so the horrible taste wasn’t in your mouth anymore, panting when you were finished. “Thank you, Forsythe..”

“Mhm.” He grunts, laying down and pulling you next to him, “You’re welcome.”

“Jug?”

“Mm?”

“I - I didn’t come, yet..”

“And?”

“C - Can I?”

Jughead though for a moment. “No.”

“Why not?!”

“Tomorrow, my love, I will wake you up with a surprise.”

“..Fine.”

“Now, enough talking, go to sleep.”

You cuddled closer into him and nuzzled his neck, appreciating the warmth of his body. “Okay, goodnight, baby.”

“Night, babe.”

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that was it! it was alright but i was up at like 2am writing this so i mean

let me know if you liked it - follow me or repost this or show some love in any way so i know that i should continue this stuff ahaha

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until then,

tchao ~

the tags arent workin y'all the formatting comes out weird idk

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Fai does his job and properly voices the plot details so that Syaoran (and I) can catch up - but also goes through the effort of pointing out that Kurogane figured it out before him and refused to be the one to say it. 

BECAUSE HOW KUROGANE IS THAT?

But what I’m really interested in is that they actually specify exactly which bits of the race Tomoyo fixed. 

Ie, she fixed the preliminary, but I have to guess not all of the preliminary. Tomoyo was very fixed on the combustion particles that were used in the race, so I’m going to stick with my assumption that THAT was Kyle, and that Tomoyo organised the wind thing. Maybe? I could be completely wrong about that. She could just be really committed to acting surprised even during private moments where only her guards can see her. I GUESS WE’LL SEE.

But, more importantly, Tomoyo fixed the first 2 checkpoints of the main race but nothing beyond that. SO, the dragon tube and the exploding badge machine were hers, but not the deadly geyser that almost killed Sakura. 

Not that it’s terrible surprising that she didn’t do the last one, of course. 

AS IF TOMOYO WOULD DO ANYTHING THAT MIGHT ACCIDENTALLY KILL OFF SAKURA. 

But I’m curious, because the first checkpoint almost eliminated Sakura from the race in itself. Did Tomoyo just believe in Sakura’s abilities? Was it not supposed to malfunction THAT badly? 

I SUPPOSE WE MIGHT FIND OUT IF I ACTUALLY KEEP READING HUH?

And of course, a liveblog wouldn’t be complete without one of my earlier observations being rendered completely redundant by something that happened less than two pages into the next chapter. 

THANKS CLAMP!

So the 360-degrees behind-the-scenes videos of FBAWTFT are out on YouTube

You can use YouTube on your phone and move about (like turning) to use it.

I’d also like to add a few things that I’ve seen on the videos:

- They filmed a shot of Modesty running away from the New Salemers Church

- There was a bit in the Wand Permit Office with Tina asking “where’s Queenie?” And one of the other workers saying “Abernathy sent her home, she said she was sick” and Tina’s like “…again?”

- just the whole world is so beautiful

- the sets are amazing

- you get all of the actors and crew doing V/O to explain and it’s so nice

There’s a lot and you should all check it out! 🙂

Yoongi: So about this, do you think that we should-

Namjoon: Wait one minute *runs over to Jimin*

Namjoon, squishing Jimin’s cheeks: You are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen

Jimin: ?????

Namjoon: *runs back to Yoongi* He’s adorable isn’t he?

Yoongi:

Namjoon: So what were you saying?

Mr. Barnes Will See You Now (10)

Prompt: 50 Shades of Barnes. VERY LOOSELY BASED!!!

Note: I do not own any of the characters or story line.

A/N: I am so sorry this took so long! I am the worst person ever apparently! I will be getting to the asks that have been sitting in my box forever too! Been off a hella long time! This is fairly long to make up for it I hope?

Word Count: 1580

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Sheith/Pidgance Teen Titans AU

-Katie “Pidge” Holt is “Robin.” A smol lil ball of kickass with a specialty in creating her own tiny weapons that can take down villains and big monsters. She doesn’t have powers like the others, but she makes up for it with her skills in creating advanced tech. She can and will take u out if you insult her height.


-Lance is absolutely Starfire. Flirty, fabulous, and very self-confident. He’s dependent on his emotions for his powers, and therefore really open with how much of a hopeless romantic and cheery person he is. He especially enjoys flirting with this really smart person with weird eyes and is the smallest thing he’s ever seen. People on his planet usually run from 5'11"–6'9" so this tiny thing is the cutest thing he’s ever seen.


(Crop-top Lance? Sign me tf up.)


-Pidge initially doesn’t appreciate this from a super tall alien, but later takes the “cute” flirtations in stride and sometimes flirts back—albeit awkwardly. Lance later just likes flying around Pidge when she’s working on new tech (sometimes with Hunk). He also likes questioning her and Hunk on Earth things and sometimes demands that Pidge take him out to Earth places. Hunk calls them dates and tells Lance he has the biggest crush ever on their leader, but Lance isn’t too sure he knows what that means.


-Lance also doesn’t understand why clothes are always necessary, so he has a tendency to walk around half-naked. Keith complains vigorously that this alien needs to put clothes on and Pidge is just like Keith respect the mans culture, damn. Keith calls favouritism.


-Pidge says that since Lance can’t wear clothes, Shiro isn’t allowed to take off his shirt for him or Pidge to fix his arm in front of everybody. Miraculously, Keith never complains again.


-After an accident at an aviation school, Shiro lost his arm and really damaged his nervous system. While mainly fixed, his arm is obviously not human. He runs away bc he hates what he feels he’s become, and first comes across Keith before joining the team. The two relate with each other about feeling like they don’t belong around other “normal” people.


-Keith, a half-demon, really gets along with Shiro and once on the team, really only listens to him when Keith goes at this rlly obnoxious alien who never stops talking. Like, Keith is borderline gonna send Lance into actual hell and it kinda shocks everybody how Keith goes from glowing red eyes, black aura to super chill and just ignores Lance whenever Shiro (very bravely) places a hand on his shoulder and asks him nicely to calm down.


-The two work in-sync, on and off fighting villains. It kinda freaks the others out sometimes when they move together or Keith leans on Shiro’s shoulder at the same time Shiro puts an arm around him.


-One day when Keith is especially feeling like he doesn’t belong on this planet, Shiro says “well I think you’re nice and also kind of cute.” Keith doesn’t move for like the next 30 minutes and looks like he’s actually just mentally left his body.


-Lance says that Keith’s flirting skills are poor and then offers his “expert” help. Keith hurtles a plate at his head and that’s the end of that.


-Hunk is Beast Boy. Hunk is really kind and kind of acts as the glue for all of their new team, but also will most definitely tell the team when he thinks they should just go home when somebody (Keith) is gonna do something stupid and ppl are gonna die. He cooks for everybody, and Lances taste in food literally destroys him every time he has to watch that. He also gets fairly horrified when Keith makes his meat way too raw, like seriously satan’s child or not this kid is gonna die of salmonella.


-Shay is his cute rock-moving gf who really appreciates him for who he is and loves his bad sense of humour and kind-heartedness.


(I’m a hopeless romantic, and there will be none of that tragedy Terra stuff. Shay and Hunk live happily ever after the end.)


-They’re a good team and while initially kind of awkward, the work together really well.

@themadzlove I posted it!! ;D hope you like it!!

anonymous asked:

Can you do Sidon, Teba and Kass taking care of their sick S/Os?

Yes I can!!


Sidon

- Immediately knows

- Like his s/o wakes up in the morning and he immediately shoves them back into bed

- “Don’t even think about it. You’re sick.”

- “No I’m no-” loud coughing ensues

- Mother hen mode activated, he’s taken the day off, and is seen running around getting lots of things for his s/o

- They aren’t alone for long, he’s back and by their side within less than ten minutes

- They aren’t allowed to really get up unless they need to go to the restroom, but otherwise it isn’t happening

- He knows they can do things by themselves but starts thinking too much and is like nope

- They may need to talk to him about this

Teba

- He’s less strict, but always has an eye on them

- “My dove, I have placed the blankets beside the bed if you need them.”

- He makes them soup and brings them medicine, that’s all he does. Otherwise, they can do things on their own

- Will do things if they ask him. He’s not unreasonable

- He tends to stick by his s/o and chat with them, even if he’s just filling the air with noise

- His s/o loves his voice so much during these times, it’s soothing and puts them to sleep

- Depending on the day, he might know pretty quickly that his s/o is sick

- Does cute things for his s/o white they’re asleep

Kass

- If they’re out in the open, he gets them to the nearest stable/village pronto

- He knows pretty quickly, having learned his s/o’s habits and body language

- He fusses over them until they have food, water, and they’ve taken some medicine, and isn’t too keen on leaving their side

- He likes to sing to them a lot

- He does lots of things for them, but isn’t as bad as Sidon

- He lets them get out of bed and walk around if they feel like it

- He tries to cuddle them, but his s/o doesn’t let him

- They don’t want him to be sick too!!

- Overall, they do equal amounts of work because Kass wants affection

[Got] 7 Deadly Sins: Gluttony

Originally posted by chattyang

“What time is it?” I groan, awaking with the most searing headache I’ve had in ages. The cold tile floor of the bathroom is my only relief from the pain and I realize I must have passed out here the night before.

The last thing I remember is going shot for shot with a hopelessly foolish girl, wanting so badly to convince me that she could hold her liquor as well as me.

She may have been beautiful, but a drinker she was not. It takes time and practice to keep it all down as I have learned to do; I am surely one of the greats with a bottle in my hand.

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