this is really not the greatest quality

Voltron + Social Media

Keith

  • two words: conspiracy theories
  • runs a Tumblr and YouTube account dedicated to conspiracy theories

  • stalks those ‘unexplained posts’ social media accounts

  • boy basically believes in anything from ghosts to Nessie to fairies to Mothman and to the moon landing being fake


Lance

  • the funny relatable Viner
  • Vine is dead now so he vlogs on YouTube

  • “STORY TIME: I WAS CRADLED IN MY ARMS BY AN ALIEN?!?!”

  • collabed with Keith one time on a video and it didn’t end well


Hunk

  • posts cooking videos (mostly on Instagram)
  • also runs a food porn account

  • has more than 700k followers

  • was noticed by Gordon Ramsey on Twitter


Pidge

  • F A N G I R L
  • gets noticed by her faves

  • also follows science accounts

  • Lance and Keith’s #1 subscriber


Shiro

  • doesn’t really get social media
  • but stalks Instagram eye makeup tutorial accounts

  • Pidge has made him accounts for everything but he never posts

  • space dad too busy with his children to use social media honestly


Coran

  • you know those Earth Pics accounts? Yeah well Coran runs one except it’s Universe Pics
  • the pics aren’t high quality but he tries

  • whenever the team goes to a planet the first thing he does is take pictures of the landscape, culture, people, etc.

  • actually got verified on Twitter


Allura

  • queen of Instagram, A++ selfies with the greatest lighting, makeup, angles (and Lance photobombs)
  • runs a makeup account

  • spends her free time dragging Galra on Twitter

  • goals honestly


Bonus

  • Lance and Keith are the internet’s otp (but they deny it all the time)
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The Many Faces of Laura Hollis 

Just some practice drawing some of Laura’s most noteworthy facial expressions because wow she’s one expressive gal 

(Click for better quality)

Bonus:

actual madman charataker

(EDIT: It’s come to my attention that some of you have never seen the live performance of “Shia Labeouf.” Please watch it and be forever changed.)

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      “Come with me,” she said. “Stay with me. Be with me See everything with me. I have traveled the world and seen so much, but there is so much more, and no one I would rather see it with than you. I would go everywhere and anywhere with you, Jem Carstairs.”
       His thumb slid along the arch of her cheekbone. She shivered. It had been  so long since someone had looked at her like that, as if she was the world’s greatest marvel, and she knew she was looking at him like that too. “It seems so unreal,” he said huskily. “I have loved you for so long. How can this be true?”
       “It is on one of the greatest truths of my life,” Tessa said. “Will you come with me? For I cannot wait to share the world with you, Jem. There’s so much to see.”
       She was not sure who reached for who first, only a moment later she was in his arms and he was whispering “Yes, of course, yes,” against her hair. 

SPOILS OF WAR AFTERTHOUGHTS

So this episode still upsets me somehow. Everyone around me is just like wow this was an amazing episode and I’m here trying to pinpoint why I still have concerns. And then I think I finally pinpointed what’s wrong. It’s Dany’s storyline. This episode really made me realize how problematic her character is no matter how much I love her.

At the beginning of the show she was introduced as this fragile young woman who awakened and seized her chance at living life on her own terms and she instantly became this symbol of feminism and girl power. All the while she retained her greatest quality: compassion. By season 3 she had become the badass Mother of Dragons everybody rooted for. At this point, I was cheering every time she accomplished something without really thinking about the other side of said something. When she torched Astapor and took the Unsullied I was like YEAH. Like everybody else. When she was celebrated as Mhysa I was like YEAH. Like everybody else. When she freed Meereen I was like YEAH. Like everybody else. Etc etc.

Until the Field of Fire where I should have been like YEAH. Like everybody else. Except I wasn’t. The scene itself was impressive but for the first time it was constructed differently. Instead of an epic and victorious variation of the Dracarys theme - as was used during every single one of her battle scenes (yes I pay much attention to the score) - we got a sad rendition of the Rains of Castamere. And so I realized what was wrong. The show had just gone on the other side for the first time. Apart from Jaime and Bronn who we naturally root for and so don’t wish to see dead, we met Ed Sheeran and his friends three episodes ago and it was a nice scene of humanizing what we still perceived as the enemy because they were Lannisters.

This got me questioning everything backwards. And I realized the show made us root for Dany by never showing us the other side of things. It always painted her storyline as her vs evil men. Plain and simple. Sure the guy in Astapor was a douchebag. He deserved to be torched. And yes the dynamic between masters and slaves is problematic and needs to be changed. But when you think about it the rest of the masters were just guilty of respecting centuries-old traditions. Nothing more. Same in Meereen. When she crucified them as retaliation for the slaves that were crucified I did not think twice about it because the show just identified the masters to bad men. That’s why the Sons of the Harpy storyline never properly worked to me. They were just depicted as rebellious terrorists who didn’t accept Dany’s reign. It would have been more interesting if we could actually go into their reasons. Reasons being they do not accept this foreign ruler who would come and change the way things had been in forever because nobody likes change. And so I did not even notice when she said or did problematic things because I was only seeing her side. She fed masters to her dragons just because they were masters and on the assumption they were guilty of helping the Sons of the Harpy. Those men were potentially innocent… but I only saw the badassery in it.

Now seeing the Field of Fire and how the show established that not all Lannisters are bad I noticed how big of a contrast there is between then and now. What helped during past seasons is that we could still see a soft side to Dany. She genuinely seemed to care for the small folk. When she had to execute one of them we could see she didn’t like it. But Westeros seems like a curse to her because she seems to have lost the last of her humanity since she stepped foot on it. Where is the girl who gave her followers the choice to walk freely and unharmed if they did not wish to go with her ? Compare this to her upcoming ‘Bend the knee or die’ speech. (Although we already got a taste of it before: ‘They can live in my new world or they can die in their old one’.) Some choice she’s giving here…

Where is the wit and the clever strategy we saw during past seasons ? When she conquered all those cities, when she killed the Dothraki chiefs, that was always through a smart plan with a twist. That was part of why we loved her so much. But now she’s reduced to traditional war ? Granted Westeros is not a city. It’s seven kingdoms. Still… And I get that this is war and that she is still a better person than Cersei because she comes with good intentions (at the very bottom of her heart she’s not bad. She just goes the wrong way). Yes war means soldiers will be lost. Innocent soldiers with lives and children and families. So I’m not saying that she did a bad thing in waging war. It is what it is. Dany has always been a conqueror more than she is a ruler. And she’s a beginner. That’s why she surrounds herself with people who are more skilled in that matter yet she does not always listen to them. Sure when she takes matters in her own hands we’re in for spectacular stuff. Most viewers stop at that. But what has she accomplished here on the Field of Fire? Besides weakening the Lannister armies, she’s also weakened her own - albeit significantly less - she’s harmed her most powerful dragon and she flambeed food reserves that would have been very useful. And she didn’t listen to every single one of her advisors. Tyrion was utterly devastated in seeing this massacre. (No matter his allegiance, he cares about Westeros and its people. And he still cares about at least his brother and Bronn). He chose her and he thought that with clever plans he could have her win the throne without too much bloodshed. She didn’t listen to Barristan in the past who once told her to be merciful. She didn’t listen to Tyrion when he told her to be patient in her war. War is not a matter of days, Dany. She didn’t listen to his strategy despite it being smarter than go upfront with the enemy. Or Jon for that matter. Who told her not to do it either. Jon who seems lately to think more about the small folk that she does. Both Varys and Tyrion said they chose her because she is the one who thinks about the people first. But since she’s arrived at Dragonstone all I could see from Dany is teenage-ish behavior of someone who throws a tantrum when they don’t get what they want. ‘Call me by my rightful title’ and ‘bend the knee’ seem to be her new favorite sentences. Bend the knee and I will help you save your people, she says to Jon. Uh you know you said the North is one of YOUR kingdoms so that’s your people as well who are going to be attacked. Where is Tyrion to give her a good wake-up slap ? A good ruler thinks about their subjects first, not about their crown. Wouldn’t it be better if you’d go save everyone in an unselfish way and then maybe perhaps they would be more willing to accept you..? Because so far, again let us go on the other side. The Westerosi just see this foreign queen, the last remaining of a dynasty they consider cursed because of its last ruler… of course they are weary. Of course I can understand Jaime and Bronn going against her and Drogon.

She made Varys swear to tell her to her face when she’s failing her people. Your first failure to do your duty, Varys. Varys? Varys where are you ? Oh over here with Tyrion discussing about maybe you chose wrong again. She used to genuinely care about the well being of the small folk and I believe she still does. She still refuses (for now) to attack King’s Landing and kill innocent people. But it’s not her priority anymore. Her priority is getting people to bend the knee. Meanwhile we have Jon whose new favorite sentences are ‘Help me fight the White Walkers and save the lives of everybody’ and ‘Do not touch my sister’. Jon who was thrust into the role of being King when that was clearly not his wish. Jon who united Wildings with Northmen to save them from the White Walkers. Jon who’s trying to rally everybody to save the lives of small folk and highborn alike. Jon who initially decided to take up the fight again because he could not fathom the idea of harm coming to his sister whether it be from Ramsey or the White Walkers. Jon who left his Kingdom in the care of his sister who’s trying her best to follow in his steps in her own ways - starting food reserves, making sure that the soldiers who will defend them are warm enough against winter, preparing Winterfell as a rallying location. Just Jon and Sansa caring more for the people than the power they were given.

And so here I am. Still liking Dany as much as before but not blind anymore to her faults. I still like her better on the throne than Cersei but really who are the better rulers here I ask you Tyrion and Varys?

The Top 10 Best Dads in Persona

Hey guys it’s me, Ricetopaz, coming at you with the top 10 best dads in the Persona series as my Father’s Day special.

Let’s get down to business. At number 10, we have…

Kunikazu Okumura from Persona 5!

He may not be the most caring, loving, or nice father, but if there’s one thing he does have, it’s money. Lots of it. He also has a space ship. And a spooky death scene. And that’s all he needs to win the number 10 spot!

At number 9, we have…

Takeharu Kirijo from Persona 3!

I don’t actually know that much about Takeharu, but if I know 3 things about him for certain: 1: He Raised Mitsuru, and Mitsuru turned out pretty alright. 2: He died. And Mitsuru was sad about it so he was probably a good Dad if that happened. And 3: He has a really cool eyepatch and all good dads need an eyepatch. All these factors and more earn him the number 9 spot of best Persona dads!

Coming in at number 8…

Mayoshi Shido from Persona 5!

Objectively speaking, every child’s favorite day is “Bring Your Kid to Work” day, a day where they get to spend the entire day alongside their beloved Mother or Father. However, when you’re MAYOSHI SHIDO’s unwanted child, EVERY DAY is Bring Your Kid to Work day! Even in-between running for Prime Minister and committing constant horrifying illegal acts, he still makes time for his beautiful son!

Some of you may argue that commanding people to be killed makes him a bad Dad, but think about it. He did order the death of one of the lesser Dads on this list, Kunikazu Okumura. So in a way, he’s simply just killing inferior Dads to improve the Dad genepool for generations to come! So shine on you, Shido!

At number 7, we have…

Munehisa Iwai from Persona 5!

In a way, Iwai represents all the traits a good Dad should have: Hardworking, protective, and involved in highly illegal activities. Throughout his Confidant, he proves time and time again just how willing he is to devote himself to his son, and keep him out of harm’s way, even willing to risk his own life to protect his child!

But as our number 6 spot proves, being the greatest Dad of all takes a little more than just being willing to risk your life for your child…

Coming in at number 6…

Makoto and Sae  Niijima’s Dad from Persona 5!

Unlike that sissy Iwai, Mr. Niijima ACTUALLY died, rather than just be WILLING to die, like that coward Iwai is. Really puts him to shame, honestly.

And now at number 5, we have…

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Happy Birthday, Greta Garbo! (September 18, 1905 - April 15, 1990)

“Her real tragery is that she is a lone wolf. No matter how much she may love a person and try to hold onto that person’s life and be part of it, in the end she has to let go and pursue her own lonely course. People have sometimes said that she has little talent for friendship. Her problem is that her standards of friendship are so high that few people can meet them. In her self-imposed isolation she cannot understand a friend who has a need to go about socially and perhaps partake the innocent frivolities of life. To her, and rightly so, life is a serious matter. She is a Virgo, Virgo are often over critical, high strung and intolerant. They are also very analytical. Greta analyzes everything as if she were holding a magnifying glass up to her life. Her analyses are sometimes wrong, but once I said to her, “No matter how wrong she is, in her error she is more right than people who are right.” She has, what I consider a very striking quality, a deep purity of intention in all she does. I believe her own greatest problem and one that cause her untold unhappiness is an underlying suspicion toward people and life itself. (…) But in this matter of suspicion Greta is again a paradox, as she is on most thing. She will often be suspicious to the last ditch of someone who is really her friend, and give her confidence to sometone who has not got the slightest bit of her interest at heart. Her judgment can often be unstable and unsoud.” (Mercedes de Acosta in Here Lies the Heart)

Samaria the Apprentice 

It’s been eons since I posted any art, mainly because I’ve had major art block. But I finally made something I was somewhat satisfied with. But tumblr doesn’t like to cooperate with me ever so the quality looks wonky.

I’ve also been sucked into @thearcanagame (one reason why I’m not active in mystic messenger anymore lol ;;;). And because there was a recent update, I just had to draw my precious child. 

She’s rather shy but not at all timid. Rather daring really. However, she doesn’t have the greatest self-confidence when it comes to her talents. Therefore, she will work herself to the bone to prove herself. Also, prefers the comfort of her rags than any fineries.

WCS Fic Recs - October 1st and October 2nd

A Fighting Chance (Dylan x reader) - @honeymoonmuke, aka, the greatest thing i’ve ever read.

The Power of Love (Stiles x reader) - @rememberstilinski

Work From Home (Stuart x reader) - @dumbass-stilinski

Wrong Name (Stiles x reader) - @wittystiles

Crazy World (FBI!Stiles x reader) - @mf-despair-queen

Believe It Or Not (Stiles x reader) - @officialmccall

We Don’t Believe What’s On TV (Stiles x reader) - @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone

im sorry that there aren’t more but this is such an excellent batch that should it really matter? quality over quantity, ya feel?

please go read those, please please please. then come talk to me about them. 

Originally posted by hobrien

anonymous asked:

hi there! im asking my fave batfam blogs for blog recs and why you like them? i want to find more batfam blogs to follow, if it's not too much to ask? if not it's totally okay!

Hey! Thanks for asking, and thanks for saying I’m a fav <3 I always love to talk up the blogs I enjoy seeing on my dash. They are for the most part 100% gen blogs and all great to follow:

@audreycritter- Audrey is the greatest. She’s an incredible writer and an all around great person. She’s great to talk to and so nice. Her blog is always uplifting and fun.

@whore4batfam Stell is amazing. She produces some of the best batfam content you can find, and is really funny. 

@oh-mother-of-darkness - I have been following her since before I started a batblog. She’s so sweet and writes some of the funniest/heart wrenching stories you’ll find about the batfam.

@ autumnhobbit - Produces some just really really great stories. Like make you cry then want to read them again stories. Also lots of other great batfam content. : )

@komadoriwonder- Super fun, super nice, and has shared some really really great stories. I always love seeing Koma on my dash.

@fuyunoakegata- When I need some quality batfam content or am missing some Dick Grayson on my blog I always find my way to her blog.  

@kaylabeemarie- Literally creates the greatest Batfam art on the planet. I stare at their work for HOURS after I find it.

@unpretty- She makes great Batfam content and is so funny. I love seeing her on my dash

Some other Blogs I love to see, but don’t know very well are:

Blogs who reblog/post great stuff include: @litnerdhood,@redhoodie, @bamboozledimagines, @batdad, @holyheadcanonsbatman, @arabian-batboy

Writers who I don’t know well yet but I love their stuff: @dove-among-bats, @lysical, @tantalum-cobalt

Guilty Pleasures // A Stiles Stilinski Smut

Prompt: To them, becoming friends with benefits seems like the absolute perfect idea. He’s madly in love with Lydia and she never wants a relationship ever again. So, what could possibly go wrong, right? (Part 2 of 6)

Series: Part One - Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Epilogue

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x Reader/Stiles Stilinski x OFC 

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Oral, Swearing, Public Fingering, and Public Sex. 

Song: Body On Me by Rita Ora Ft. Chris Brown 

Word Count: 5,169

A/N: Okay, but this song with this smut tho. Also, thank you so much for reading the first part to my series and I hope you enjoy this one as well!

It’s been a couple of weeks since the night Stiles and I decided to explore further into our friendship and boy has it been nothing other than fucking mind blowing.

The sex isn’t lazy and careless sex, it’s sex with a purpose: bringing the best quality pleasure to the other.

It hasn’t been about just fucking each other and hoping to quickly reach an easy orgasm. Stiles and I have made it our own personal missions to make sure we were really feeling pleasure in all its glory.

In the past few weeks, I have experienced simply the greatest orgasms in all my life and I even found out things about myself that I hadn’t known before. Like, how being touched right behind my left knee is an extreme turn on for me. Or how I actually love it when Stiles massages my thighs while he’s working down there, it cranks up my high about ten times stronger. 

And, I’m not the only one with new found guilty pleasures. Stiles easily cums whenever I give his nipples attention, something he never even knew about. Or how he’ll get turned on if I scratch his earlobe, it’s a strange kink but I’m certainly not against it.

So, needless to say, our time as friends with benefits has been nothing other than the fucking best. 

“Stiles, we have to go to school.“ I called, rolling to face him and attempting to shake the brown-eyed boy awake. 

“Mhm, let’s just skip it.” Stiles mumbled through a sea of sleepiness and I rolled my eyes. 

“You know we can’t skip school.“ I sighed, pushing the blue blanket off my body and sitting up on his bed. “We are already absent enough thanks to the supernatural.“ 

“Just ten more minutes.” Stiles pleaded with a groggy voice, pulling the blanket over his face. 

A grin stretched across my lips with a devious little idea as I jumped out of Stiles’ bed and immediately pulled the blanket off his entire sleeping body. 

My eyes flickered across him to appreciate his impressive form. Stiles currently had only boxers on and I was enjoying every moment of staring at him. 

Stiles, instantly, bunched his body together to keep warm and let out a grunt of frustration. 

“Emmaaa.” He whined and I couldn’t hold back my laughter. “Just let me sleep. Pretty, please?“ 

“No, Stiles.” I smiled as I jumped back onto the bed and on top of him, but careful not to hurt him. “We have to get ready. Come on.“ 

I tried to unwrap his arms from his body, but he was much stronger than me and my attempts were all failures. 

“Tell you what.” I smirked, letting go of him to whisper into his ear. “If you wake up right now, we might just have time to sneak in a little fun before leaving.“ 

Stiles’ eyes snapped open and I laughed at the fact that I now finally have his full and undivided attention. 

“What kind of fun are we talking about, here?” His eyebrows raised in anticipation and I smiled. 

“Well, if you lay down straight, you might just find out.“ I smirked, grazing my tongue against the bottom of my lip. 

Stiles didn’t need to be told more than once as he shifted from under me until he was laying flat on the mattress. With a cocky smirk planted on his face, Stiles rested his hands under his head. 

I playfully rolled my eyes at his eagerness as I placed lingering kisses on his chest. My lips wrapped around his right nipple and Stiles’ hand gripped onto my bare back. 

The feeling of my skin against his had me in goosebumps. I wasn’t too sure about just sleeping in my panties at first, but now I’ve certainly gotten used to it. And if I have to admit, I might just prefer it this way. 

I gently bit down on his nipple and pulled, Stiles letting out a throaty moan in appreciation. My lips made their way to his happy trail and that’s when his drool-provoking bulge came into sight. 

With my teeth biting against my bottom lip, I quickly slid his boxers off of his legs. 

Stiles was already at his full potential and I could feel my mouth beginning to water in desire.

I wrapped my lips around his pink head and Stiles moaned embarrassingly loud. Gripping onto his thighs and never breaking my eye contact with him, I gently sucked onto his tip. Stiles’ eyes rolled to the back of his head and they flickered shut.

My tongue slid across the slit on his tip, gathering his precum and Stiles’ hands flew onto grab my hair.

"Fuck.” Stiles breathed heavily when I swallowed his precum, my mouth still on him causing me to suck a little harder then before.

As if right on cue, just as I took him out of my mouth, Stiles’ phone immediately rang.

My eyebrows shot up in surprise and Stiles let out a very frustrated groan. He opened his eyes and reached for his phone on the nightstand.

“It’s Scott.“ Stiles stated, furrowing his eyebrows at his ringing cell. 

“Put it on speakerphone.” I requested right as he was about to press the button to answer.

“Just, don’t say anything.”

“Why the hell would I do that?” I narrowed my eyes at him and he chuckled.

Stiles and I haven’t exactly told anyone about our new little secret. We’ve just been having such a good time with each other that we don’t want any chance of it getting ruined. We know for a fact that the pack wouldn’t approve of this and neither one of us want to deal with that kind of unnecessary judgement. 

Stiles answered the ringing phone and put it on speakerphone, just for my benefit. He rested the device on his bare chest.

“Hey, Scotty.” Stiles greeted and was met with a surprisingly angry Scott on the other line.

“Where the hell are you?” The Alpha complained. “Did you forget we were supposed to meet up before school?”

Stiles let go of my hair and smacked his forehead with his own hand. 

“Oh shit, Scott. I’m sorry, I completely spaced.“

"Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I could hear the disappointment in his best friend’s voice. “Figures." 

Figures? What is that supposed to mean?" 

“It means you have been acting really strange, lately." Scott let out a sigh over the phone. "You’re always late to pack meetings, which used to never happen! And, then, at the meetings it’s like your attention is forever glued onto something else. Whenever I call you, it’s an actual miracle that you pick up! Come on, Stiles! What’s going on? You know you can tell me.”

Stiles’ wide and worried eyes were glued onto mine. A pang of guilt flushed over me as I heard Scott’s words.

“It’s nothing, Scott.” Stiles lied, his lips turning up into a smirk. “I guess I’ve just been a bit distracted, lately.”

“No, Stiles. You’ve been completely off the grid!“

Stiles let out a sigh of frustration and grabbed his phone, turning the speakerphone off. My eyes narrowed in annoyance as he talked to Scott by himself.

"Oh, really?” I whispered low enough that Scott wouldn’t be able to hear over the phone and a deviant idea sparked in my mind.

With a grin planted on my face, I wrapped ny fingers around Stiles’ member and his eyes grew wide in fear.

Stiles began shaking his head nervously and anxiously mouthing the word No

“Just put it on speakerphone.“ I shrugged, grazing my tongue up his prominent vein.

Stiles opened his mouth in an o-shape as his hips jumped up in response, his eyes shutting close once again.

He continued to shake his head and I decided to also continue what I was doing, but take it a little further.

"Fuck.” Stiles loudly groaned as soon as I took him fully into my mouth and his eyes snapped open in pure terror. I can only guess Scott asked him something on the other line because Stiles immediately began to stutter. “N-No, uh, I-I just banged my toe against my nightstand.”

I didn’t stop my teasing there. I began bobbing my head up and down his cock, in a steady pace. My tongue slid across his member, making sure to cover all of his skin.

Stiles was trying his hardest to keep his moans from escaping his lips and it was actually amazing to see him completely powerless against me. Stiles’ delicious taste had my panties getting wetter by the second as I continued to suck him, my pace increasing.

“S-Shit.” Stiles moaned when his cock twitched inside my mouth and I hummed in response. “Scott, I-I really need to go get ready for school.”

My hands made their way to Stiles’ testicles and I gave them much deserved attention.

“Look, I’m sorry. But, I can’t-” He let out a hitched breath when I began to gently message him. “I can’t talk right now.”

My pace was at its peak now, ready to get Stiles to reach his high. He was harshly biting down on his bottom lip, desperate not to moan again on the phone.

“I have to go, Scotty. I’ll see you at school.”

Stiles urgently hung up the phone and threw it back on the nightstand, but it slid off the wood and onto his bedroom floor. He didn’t even seem to notice as his hands flew back onto my hair and he, finally, let his hot and filthy moans free.

Looking up at him and seeing him in this way is such a fucking turn on. Stiles’ eyes shut in pure pleasure, his eyebrows furrowed together in concentration and his mouth slightly open as he panted heavily.

When my tongue grazed up against his prominent vein again was when Stiles’ reached his much needed release. I watched in awe as his back arched with a faint “holy fuck” leaving his plump lips.

Stiles’ hot liquid spilled out of his slit and into my mouth. The salty taste consuming my palate as I gladly swallowed his load. 

I slowly took him out of my mouth, my tongue sliding across his skin, and his hips jumped in response due to his oversensitivity after an orgasm. 

“Fuck, I love doing that.“ I moaned, wiping any spilled cum off my lips with my fingers.

"You are so gonna be the death of me.” Stiles scoffed out of breath as he stared at me.

I smirked back at him, reaching up to hover my face over his and place a lingering kiss against his lips.

“I’m not paying for your funeral.” I grinned, wiping the sweat off of his forehead. “But, I do promise to request you a beautiful and respectful one.”

“Ah, thanks.“ Stiles laughed as his fingers played with my hair. "I guess." 

I smiled before kissing him one last time and letting go to get off the bed I’ve grown so acostumed to.

"I should go home and get ready for school.” I sighed, looking around his bedroom to try and find my clothes.

“Yeah, I should get up, too.” From my peripheral vision, I could see Stiles sitting up on his bed. That’s when I found my jeans thrown on top of his desk and my blouse hanging off his detective board.

Man, we truly are reckless when it comes to where we throw our clothes. I grabbed my two pieces and continued to peer around to find my bra.

“Over here.” Stiles stated and my head snapped to look at him. He took the piece of intimate clothing that was resting on top of his lamp on his nightstand and I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped my lips.

“Thanks.” I blushed, taking my black lace bra from his hand and walking towards the bathroom to change. 

I quickly put my clothes back on and grabbed a hair tie from my jeans’ pocket to put it up in a ponytail.

When I left the bathroom, I came into sight with a very naked Stiles standing up and putting his boxers back on. I bit down on my lip as I stared in appreciation. 

“Really?” He laughed once he slid his underwear back on and saw me gazing. “You’ve seen me naked so many times, already.”

“And your body has, yet, ceased to amaze me.” I smiled, walking over to where my flats were and slipping my feet into them. “See you later, Stilinski." 

“Bye.” Stiles waved as I left his bedroom, a cocky smile planted on his lips.

 ~

Running down the school’s halls and into my classroom for first period, I was astonished at the fact that I was actually able to make it to class on time.

With my lungs breathing heavily, I sat down at the first empty desk I could find and placed my notebook in front of me.

“You actually made it into class with time to spare.“ My chemistry teacher spoke up to me in front of the entire class, his eyes narrowing. "That’s new for you.”

“Thanks?” I answered, furrowing my eyebrows.

“No problem.” He smiled in a provocative manner and I rolled my eyes at him. 

The next few periods were completely boring and I just wanted to go home and meet up with Stiles. That was, until I remembered that I had English next and it was a class we shared.

With a smile across my lips, I walked into the classroom and spotted a very sleepy Stiles sitting in a table alone at the back of the room. The desks here in English were actually made for two students to share and I looked around to see if anyone would be sitting next to him.

Lydia and Malia were seated in one of the first rows and I waved to them. Once they saw me, they smiled and waved back. I approached Stiles’ table in the back and placed my notebooks down on the surface.

Stiles’ head snapped up to see me and he grinned, instantly. I sat down on the stool and I could sense him scoot himself closer to me. 

“Good morning.“ I smirked, staring up at him. 

“It is indeed.” He smiled cockily and the images of earlier today came into mind. Knowing grins spreading across both of our faces.

“Alright, class!” The English teacher suddenly spoke, our heads snapping up to look at her. “Glad you all made it in today.”

I, suddenly, felt a familiar hand rest itself on my exposed thigh and I peered down to see Stiles’ hand just below the hem of my skirt. I looked up at him with an expression of confusion, but his eyes were glued to the front of the room. 

Stiles and I are never touchy in public, only ever behind close doors. So, why the hell is placing his hand on my leg like this?

“Now.” The teacher clapped her hands together. “Today, I will be giving you all an assignment to hand in next week.”

The entire class groaned in response and Stiles crept his hand under the fabric of the skirt, his fingers sliding against the thin cotton layer of my panties.

“No.” I whisper-shouted to him when I was struck with the realization as to why he put his hand on my thigh in the first place. “Don’t you dare.”

“It’s payback for what you did while I was on the phone with Scott.” Stiles whispered into my ear, his hot breath sending goosebumps all over my body.

I could already feel myself getting wet just from his voice and feather-like touches over my underwear. Damn, I am a weak woman.

“Oh, now, don’t whine.” Mrs. Dawson pointed towards the class as Stiles’ hand entered past my panties and a finger slid up my soaked folds. 

I heard him slightly moan against my ear, his finger coming into contact with my clitoris. Stiles rubbed small circles around my nub and I had to keep myself from moaning in response.

“It’s a fun project!” The woman in front of the classroom spoke and I could barely hear her, my attention focused mainly on Stiles’ sliding a finger inside me. “I want you all to write a short story.”

Stiles’ thumb continued to rub against my clit as he pumped his finger a little faster. I bit down on my lip hard, my moans desperately wanting to escape.

“It can be romance, sci-fi, horror, comedy… whatever the hell inspires you the most!”

He pushed another finger in and I spread my legs wider, giving him more access to work on me. The fact that we’re doing this in class, with a bunch of students around us, is both terrifying and such a turn on.

Stiles pumped his two fingers inside of me in such a delicious pace and when he curled them against an extremely sensitive spot, a small whimper escaped my mouth.

My eyes fearfully peered around the room to see if anyone had noticed and I was thankful no one did. Most of the students were asleep on their desks as Mrs. Dawson talked about the assignment. 

“How does it feel having to keep from moaning?“ Stiles whispered to me and I could feel my body begin to tighten. "I’m going to make you cum and you won’t even be able to scream.”

“Please don’t.” I whispered back, my voice breathless. 

“Why shouldn’t I?“ Stiles’ pace increased and my release was nearing. 

“Because you didn’t have to hold back when you came. You hung up on Scott just before it.” My hands flew up to the edge of my desk and held on for dear life when Stiles’ other hand gripped onto my thigh. “Stiles, please.”

I never thought I would be so grateful to have someone stop fingering me right before I came. Stiles sighed before sliding his fingers out of me and putting them into his mouth, sucking all of my juices off.

My head fell onto my desk in pure weakness as to what he just did to me. My core throbbed achingly, furious for not getting to cum.

I hadn’t relalized how hard my forehead banged onto the desk until I heard Mrs. Dawson stop talking about the project and call out my name.

“Emma, are you alright?” I faintly heard her ask, but my mind was still spinning from Stiles’ fingers.

Suddenly, his hand gripped my thigh again and my head snapped up in response, a gasp releasing from my lips. 

“Emma?“ She repeated. 

"Uh, y-yes, Mrs. Dawson?” My head turned towards her as a chuckling Stiles removed his hand from my thigh.

“Are you okay? You just hit your head pretty hard, there.”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I waved her off nonchalantly, trying to hide my nerves. 

“Great, then, we’ll start with you.“ 

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, mentally cursing myself for tuning out the teacher before.

"Sorry, Mrs. Dawson, but I really must have hit my head harder than I thought.” I began to lie. “For some reason, I can’t remember the last few things you said." 

Stiles let out a laugh beside me and, immediately, tried to cover it up with coughs. I had to hide back the grin forming on my face.

"Okay. Well, I said that this assignment is in groups of four.” She explained and I was thankfull she believed my story. “You guys can pick your project partners. Emma, you start.”

“Oh, uh.” I looked over to the front of the room to see Malia and Lydia smiling at me and the banshee frantically waving at me. “Me, Malia, Lydia, and Stiles." 

"Great.” Our teacher wrote down the group’s names on the board and moved onto other students.

As soon as she and the rest of the class no longer had their attentions on me, I turned my head towards Stiles to glare at him.

“Oh, come on.” He chuckled, smirking at me. “It’s not like you didn’t like it." 

"What I would like is to cum!” I whisper-shouted at him and he smiled cockily. 

“You’re the one that denied it.“ Stiles raised his eyebrows, challenging me.

"Just…” I let out a sigh of defeat. “Meet me outside in five minutes.”

“How the hell am I supposed to leave after you?”

“I don’t care.” I shrugged, impatient with him. “You’re smart, you can figure it out.”

Stiles narrowed his eyes at me as I raised my hand and asked to go to the bathroom. Mrs. Dawson granted me access and I turned to look at him.

“Five minutes, Stilinski.” I stated, getting up from my seat. “No more than that." 

With a sway in my hips because I knew Stiles was watching me leave, I walked out of the classroom and down the hall.

I leaned against a row of lockers as I waited for Stiles to leave the class. And to my surprise, not five minutes later but two minutes later, the door to our classroom opened and out walked a smirking Stiles.

Standing up straight, I grinned at him as soon as his eyes landed on mine. He approached me and it took all of the self control I had in me not to just grab him out here in the hallway and let him have his way with me.

Stiles and I peered around the hall and his eyes lit up the second he found an empty classroom. He slipped his hand into mine and opened the door, pulling us both inside. 

I shut the door behind us and Stiles rushed us over to the back of the room. An excited giggle escaped my lips when he pushed me against the wall and crashed his mouth on mine.

My fingers crept up the back of his neck and settled in his silky dark hair. Gently tugging at his strands, Stiles let out a moan of satisfaction.

The kiss became more desperate as the rush of excitement buzzed through our veins. We’ve never hooked up anywhere other than our own bedrooms and the thought of possibly getting caught was turning us both on immensely.

I let out a whimper of lust when Stiles grabbed my leg and hitched it around his waist, his fingers resting behind my left knee and purposely massaging my weak spot. The mixture of our passionate kissing, my sensitivity cranking up, and the feeling of Stiles’ growing bulge against my thigh had my head spinning. 

“Stiles, we don’t have much time.” I panted, breaking our kiss. His lips, however, didn’t stop moving as he planted wet kisses on my neck.

Stiles took my suggestion and already moved into action. He rested his hands on my ass and lifted me of the ground, his mouth never leaving my skin, and sat me down on the nearest desk.

The boy with freckles painted across his body slid my panties off my legs before putting them into his back pocket and settling between my thighs.

My hands flew to his belt, quickly unlooping it and unbottoning his crimson red pants. I desperately pushed both his pants and boxers down just enough to release his member.

Stiles moaned against my neck when I began slowly pumping him, working his erection even further. His hands gripped onto my thighs as he spread my legs wider.

I bit down on my lip in anticipation when he took my hand off of him and carefully positioned his cock right at my entrance.

The aching throb, finally, began to die down as Stiles slid into me and filled me up. We both let out breathy moans whilst he settled deep within me. 

“Permission to move, Miller?” Stiles asked and I could feel my core throbbing around him.

“Permission granted, Stilinski.” I stated and he began to slowly pull out, only to push back in.

My hands held onto his clothed back as he created a steady pace of thrusting. I couldn’t hold in the filthy moans at the delicious feeling of our bodies working together to create pleasure.

“Fuck, I’ll never get tired of how tight you are.” Stiles manged to say in between lustful grunts, his hot breath lingering on my skin.

“Stiles, I’m gonna need you to go a little faster.” I panted and he did something unexpected.

Stiles pushed me back further onto the desk and hitched my feet up on the surface. He was hitting me at an entirely new angle and I screamed in response.  

The boy pounding into me, immediately, detached his lips from my neck and crashed them onto mine, silencing my screams thanks to the new incredible feeling.

Stiles was thrusting into me hard and fast, my nails digging into his shirt and my head tilted back. My eyes were shut tight, my mouth whimpering into his.

My body was building its nearing peak and I felt like I could actually cry with how fucking good this feels right now.

Stiles’ fingers dug into my thighs and my legs shook in response. His body pushing up against mine, his tongue working wonders in my mouth, his staff deliciously pumping inside of me, and the thrill of possibly getting caught had me at the edge of my release.

I couldn’t handle my own body weight anymore and laid down on the desk, my head basically hanging off on the other side. But, I didn’t mind and neither did Stiles. One of his hands slid past my shirt and unclasped the hook of my bra that was conveniently in the front. His fingers pushed aside the fabric and kneaded my left breast.

“Stiles.” I moaned, my skin full of goosebumps at how fucking ready I was to cum. “Please.”

Stiles didn’t need anymore words to understand what I was asking for as his right hand rushed over to my clitoris, drawing imaginary circles with his middle finger, and his left hand pinched my nipple. It was everything I desired to push my body over the edge and fall into the incredible fire of an orgasm.

I could feel my core clench around him and Stiles had to, immediately, lean down and bite onto my shoulder to keep from screaming out. I also had to hide my own moans by covering my mouth with both of my hands.

Stiles came right when I tightened around his member, spilling all of his juice inside of me. The incredibly warm and welcoming feeling of his liquid shooting up inside me, amped up my orgasm even more. It’s a good thing I religiously take the pill or else Stiles cumming inside of me would’ve been an absolute nightmare.

My legs fell from their position on the desk, too weak to hold themselves up anymore and Stiles stopped thrusting into me. He rested his head on my chest, his eyes closed, as we both panted.

“Sex at school?” I began to say through attempts to regain my breath. “Didn’t think I’d ever be brave enough to pull it off, but fuck that was super hot.”

“That was one of our best fucks.” Stiles stated and I couldn’t agree more. This little session has definitely made it up to our top ten.

Our euphoric state of bliss had us completely tune out the sound of the dismissal bell ringing, declaring that it was lunch time. It was only when we heard chattering and numerous footsteps outside of the door that we had realized it was time to go. 

Stiles carefully pulled out, both of us still sensitive, slid his boxers back up and followed by his red pants. As he buckled his belt, I sat back up. My attention now focused on the state of my lower body. My core was drenched in our arousals and our juices were dripping down my thighs. 

“Well, damn.“ I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose as I thought of a solution. 

“Don’t worry.” Stiles voice pulled me out of my own head and I looked up at him, his stare focused on my core. “I got it.”

Before I could even ask what he could possibly do about this, Stiles knealed down in front of me and grabbed my legs. His tongue scraped up the juice from my thighs and he gladly swallowed. I was in pure shock when he gently licked and sucked all of our juices off of me, my eyes watching in amusement.

“There we go.” Stiles wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his plaid shirt, but he still managed to have a smirk planted on it.

“Thanks.” I chuckled as I clasped my bra back into place. Stiles just continued to smirk and politely helped me get off the desk.

“Can you stand?” He asked with genuine concern.

“I think so.” I stated, letting go of him and successfully standing on my own. We grinned at each other and I quickly fixed my skirt before he opened the door and we walked out of the empty classroom.

The second I closed the door behind me, Scott immediately appeared in front of us with that kind smile he always had on his face.

Normally, I would be happy to see Scott, but as soon as he ran into us in the halls was when I noticed my quite obvious panties sticking out of Stiles’ back pocket.

“Hey, Scott!” I quickly greeted, rushing past Stiles and reaching him first.

I extended ny hand in a fist as I felt Stiles walking up beside me. Scott and I fist bumped each other’s hands, his expression changing. The Alpha’s eyebrows furrowed, lost in thought, while he looked at me strangely. 

“Hi, Emma.“ Scott shook off whatever he was just thinking about and returned to his normal behavior.

"Sup, Scotty.” Stiles greeted his best friend, extending his hand. Scott gazed at their hands as they high-fived. That’s when I took the opportunity to sneakily grab my panties from Stiles’ pocket and hold it behind my back.

I quickly stuck it under my shirt and tucked the fabric into my skirt to keep it in place and avoid the risk of it falling.

My entire body relaxed when the situation was, finally, under control.

“Let’s go get some lunch.” Stiles suggested, resting his arm across Scott’s shoulder and walking him towards the cafeteria.

“I’ll catch up with you guys later.” I stated, beginning to walk the opposite way. “I’m just gonna head over to the bathroom first.”

“Want us to save you a seat?” Scott called, looking over his shoulder to me. 

“Yeah, that’d be great!” I smiled, giving him two thumbs up and he turned back to look in front of him.

I let out a sigh of relief when they took a turn and entered a different hallway. 

But, not without Stiles smirking at me and giving me a cocky wink, first.

Spells mentioned in Carry On

Note: TSE stands for title self-explanatory. 

Note 2: I’m leaving out the songs and nursery rhymes.

1.       Hurry up: TSE

2.       Stay put: TSE

3.       Candle in the wind: Viagra (NB: if you mispronounce a syllable, you can set something on fire)

4.       Out, out, damned spot: getting rid of things

5.       Take it away: TSE

6.       Into thin air: make something disappear

7.       Some like it hot: heating something up

8.       Stay cool: calm down/remain calm

9.       Keep it together: TSE

10.   Suck it up: TSE

11.   Steady on: TSE

12.   Hold fast: TSE

13.   Olly olly oxen free: ??

14.   Come out, come out, wherever you are: TSE

15.   As you were: undo a spell

16.   It’s show time: reveal hidden things

17.   Scooby-Dooby-Doo where are you: search for something

18.   A little bird told me: send a message by bird

19.   Dead in the air: kill birds

20.   It is what it is: (Simon’s attempt on a spell)

21.   The lady’s not for turning: combat spell, especially strong for women

22.   Hair of the dog: cover someone in dog hair

23.   The game is on: TSE

24.   The game is afoot: Same reaction as The game is on (?)

25.   See what I mean: write in the air

26.   Answer me: TSE

27.   The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth: an extreme version of Answer me

28.   You don’t have to: TSE

29.   Open Sesame: open the doors and make a great entrance

30.   Early to bed and early to rise: healing spell

31.   Get well soon: healing spell

32.   Stand your ground: spell someone’s feet into the dirt

33.   Cat got your tongue: mute someone (?)

34.   A place for everything, and everything in its place: clean up/make things disappear

35.   I wish I could fly: fly

36.   Nonsense: undo magic/healing spell

37.   Ix-nay on the atford-Way: don’t talk about Watford

38.   Ix-nay on my ue-feelings-tray: don’t talk about feelings

39.   Make a wish: think of something and it can happen/appear (?)

40.   April showers: make flowers bloom again

41.   Tyger, tyger, burning bright: suicide

42.   U can’t touch this: barrier spell (NB: won’t work unless they know the song)

43.   There’s nothing to see here: hide something

44.   Hear ye, hear ye: carry a voice

45.   Fine-tooth comb – [word]: look for something in a book/text

46.   Be our guest: protect someone in your house

47.   Clean as a whistle: the dirt you can see disappears

48.   Shut up: TSE

49.   Make way: TSE

50.   Make way for the king: extreme version of Make way

51.   Doe/A deer: call a doe/deer*

52.   You’re getting warmer: warm something up

53.   Time flies: make time go quicker (NB: only works when you’re having fun)

54.   Stay the course: calm down

55.   Up: fly

56.   Away: fly

57.   Back to start: healing spell

58.   Back off: defensive spell

59.   Paper beats rock: chaos (?)

60.   Have a break, have a Kit-Kat: crumble stuff (?)

61.   Let there be light: lights on

62.   Please, please, please: TSE

63.   Let me, let me, let me: ??

64.   Up, up, and away: levitate stuff (NB: don’t use this on people)

65.   And we all fall down: TSE

66.   Run for your life: TSE

67.   Hell hath no fury: shoot with fire

68.   Don’t worry, be happy: calming spell

69.   Hush little baby: calming spell

70.   Head over heels: combat spell

71.   Hit the floor: combat spell

72.   Resistance is futile: break down protective/combat spells (?)

73.   Bend over backwards: combat spell

74.   Helter skelter: chaos

75.   On love’s light wings: fly (NB: only works when you’re stupidly in love and you also need to understand the great vowel shift of the sixteenth century (thanks, anon!))

76.   Simon says: give someone named Simon magic (?)

77.   Stop it, stop hurting me: TSE

78.   These aren’t the droids you’re looking for: hiding something

2 more songs, 1 nursery rhyme.

*Might be a song? (Sound of Music)

EDIT: Thanks to @lovemelikesunday sending me a couple of asks. 

  1. answer me, you don’t have to, and I wish I could fly belong on the list, but perhaps with the caveat that they’re spells only Simon could use. Although they aren’t actually magic words Simon was able to imbue them with magic because he is so powerful (and uncontrollable). They won’t work for any other magician.
  2. Paper beats rock possibly only works against numpties and/or if you have paper to stick to something. I’m rereading and haven’t made it to that part again but I think it was used to freeze them temporarily.
  3. Hair of the dog isn’t specifically for covering someone in dog hair. Again, Simon isn’t great at magic and sometimes means things too literally. It’s a healing spell for hangovers.
  4. I noticed a couple other things as well, I hope you don’t mind! Dead in the air isn’t specifically for killing birds. Simon accidentally killed the birds because he’s incapable of regulating the strength of this spells. I think it’s used for stopping/bringing down/killing whatever is in the air around you.
  5. Olly olly oxen free is a searching spell. When you say it whatever you’re searching for is supposed to come out/reveal itself. It might only work on people, idk.

@lit-poet added:  “Olley Olley Oxen free” is what kids used to say when they were playing hide and seek but wanted to quit and for everyone to come out. So it’s basically “You can come out now!”

@irishpadfoot added:  Number 41 is incorrect. It burns things.

@snowflake-soup and @sagemeryllisbanks added: doesn’t make a wish extinguish fires? cuz people always say make a wish before you blow out birthday candles?

Also,  “answer me” and “you don’t have to” aren’t really spells, Simon just accidentally put magic into the words and they took on a spell-like quality. It’s just one of the flukes that’s involved with being the greatest mage .And yeah, that’s what Make a Wish does^^^

i think i believe i can fly also falls into the fluke category

@lucete-stellae pointed out that stop it stop hurting me is one too.

izadoraus  asked:

For the requests that I asked before? I wanted to say 28 instead of 27, haha, silly me. Anyway, if you prefer the other requests that I asked for (26 or 8) I would prefer Marichat or Ladynoir for any of those. Thank you for answering me!

Sorry for taking so long to reply to this! It wound up a little longer than I expected. I decided to do 26 (Tending an Injury) with Marichat. Hope you enjoy, and thanks for the suggestion! :)


“Ow…” Marinette winced, glancing down at her ankle. “Tikki, I think it’s sprained.”

Tikki flew down to examine it. “It looks swollen.”

Marinette grimaced and leaned back against the wall. “How am I supposed to patrol on this?”

“Maybe you should call-” Tikki paused and flew into Marinette’s purse seconds before Chat Noir landed beside Marinette.

Marinette jumped and looked up at him. “Chat Noir? What are you doing out here?” Of course, she knew exactly what he was doing out there. He was on his way to their patrol, just like Marinette. Of course, she’d managed to twist her ankle on the way, rushing to get somewhere quiet to transform after a study session with Alya ran too long.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He raised a brow.

“I…” Marinette sighed, going for the easiest lie possible. “I was on my way home. I was studying with a friend, and it went a little late. I think I hurt myself, though.”

He frowned. “What happened?”

She gestured towards her left foot. “I tripped over my own two feet and twisted my ankle.”

He knelt beside her, examining it for a moment. “It looks pretty swollen. You’re sure it’s not broken?”

“Yeah.” She grimaced. “Trust me. I know the difference.”

He stood. “Well, either way, you shouldn’t be walking anywhere. How about I help you home?”

She wanted to argue, but in all honesty, this was probably the safest option she had, so instead, she nodded. “Thank you. That’s really nice of you.”

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Sign Of The Times,despite being a ballad,it really gives me an optimism like i can conquer everything i put my heart and mind in and i think that’s beautiful!!It’s like a breath of fresh air,something to remind you that you can link the past and the future in a very creative way,something different that compels you to listen to it!!Harry’s voice has this velvety quality that gives you the feeling of tranquility and peace,despite the song being so emotional!!He wasn’t kidding when he said that he made a bold move!!All in all Harry might as well be the greatest artist of our time,he hit the world with a blast,he caught all of us by surprise and he’s going to be on top of the world for many,many years!!I couldn’t be more proud of him and i’m on a Harry cloud of happiness,pride,joy and tears!!Happy Harry Styles Day everyone!!

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Gotham: Showrunner Talks Batman Rising, Solomon Grundy & More
Showrunner John Stephens discusses Gotham's villainous rebirths, Bruce's destiny, Nigma's setback and Harley Quinn.

Evil seems to thrive in Gotham City. No matter what Jim Gordon or the GCPD sacrifice, the villains keep plotting and scheming to take over Gotham City – and take out the competition. In the Season 3 finale, Barbara executed Butch, so in retaliation, Tabitha electrocuted Barbara. Oswald commanded Mr. Freeze to put Edward on ice; a brain-washed Bruce stabbed Alfred in the chest; and Selina turned to Tabitha for guidance and an ally. Now, more than ever, the people of Gotham City need a Dark Knight to champion them – and they may finally get one in Season Four.

Ahead of the season premiere, Gotham showrunner John Stephens recently spoke with CBR about Bruce’s destiny, the Scarecrow’s fearful return and the coming of Solomon Grundy. And, he addresses once and for all, whether Barbara is actually Harley Quinn — and whether the popular character will even arrive in Gotham at all.

CBR: Last year ended with plenty of cliffhangers and various characters at crossroads in their lives. What was your mandate or main objective that you wanted to achieve in Season 4?

John Stephens: It’s a couple of things. One, we wanted to continue to deepen Jim Gordon’s character and find new complexities, sides and angles to him – and have him continue to compromise himself ethically. Then, we wanted to have Bruce take a couple bigger steps towards becoming Batman. We’re not going to get there, obviously, in this season, or probably the show. But, we wanted him to do things where the audience could look at him and say, “Oh, I see that’s where that piece of the Batman myth came from.” I think we do that over the course of this year. A couple of big pieces of that personality get put into place. And, also, you want to do it an unexpected way.

Bruce adopts a secret identity. What motivates him as he moves forward?

A couple of different things — the biggest thing motivating him at the beginning of the year is the knowledge of Ra’s al Ghul being out there, perhaps in Gotham. Bruce feels he needs to prepare himself for the day that Ra’s actually makes a move against him. That motivates him into taking a more active “vigilante” position in Gotham. While Bruce is doing that, he actually starts to see he physically has an effect on the city itself, apart from whatever Ra’s might be doing, and that it feels to him like he’s somehow making up for the murder of his parents. It starts to make Bruce think, “Hey, maybe this is the right course for me to follow.”

In the finale, Jim Gordon lost Lee and was infected by the Tetch Virus. Now, Gotham is once again under siege by supervillains. Where is Jim’s head these days?

When we find Jim at the beginning of the year, he’s in a particular position because at the end of last season, Oswald took advantage of all the chaos to seize power like never before in Gotham, where he wasn’t just the King of the Underworld. He made it in the legitimate world as well. What we’re saying is, he’s trying to unionize and legitimize crime. In a way, the GCPD is more on Oswald’s side than on Jim’s side. Jim, once again, finds himself fighting a battle for law and order in a city that doesn’t seem to care that much about law and order.

Oswald is no longer the man in charge. How does that sit with him? What’s his game plan?

At the end of last season, Oswald had the epiphany that it was his emotions that had weakened him. He took all of those emotions and pushed them down. He decided he wasn’t going to be that emotional soft person anymore. Part of that desire for everyone’s love, he felt was driving him to be the mayor. Now, he says, “I’m just going to be the person who has all the power and be in charge. I’m not going to let anybody get close to me ever again.” He’s doing that at the beginning of this year, becoming the most powerful person in Gotham, until somebody comes in who, once again, finds a way to pry open the manhole cover of his emotions and starts to let them out again.

Oswald’s emotional Achilles’ heel, Edward Nigma, is literally on ice. Once Edward defrosts, what becomes his top priority?

Vengeance is the number one thing on his mind. But what Edward quickly finds out is his time on ice had a negative impact upon his intellect. So, then, before he can get his vengeance on Oswald, he has to get smart again. That becomes his trajectory for a while as you have someone who knows he is the smartest person in the room, but just can’t think of any good answers.

Barbara experiences a rebirth. In what way does life after death change her?

It changed her in the sense that the passage through the Lazarus Pit changes anybody. Historically, it affects different people in different ways. With Barbara, it’s given her a connection to Ra’s al Ghul that is going to play forward throughout the entire season. It’s also given her a new sense of calmness that she didn’t have last year. There are hints of madness still buried inside of her, and we see Barbara far more in control of herself than she was in Season 3.

Viewers keep speculating that Barbara will transform into Harley Quinn. What kind of conversations have you had about that development?

It’s not going to happen. Let’s put it out there. The discussions we’ve been having is – Look, we know Harley Quinn is never going to be on our show. However, there are elements of that Harley Quinn personality that we have liked, that sense of fun and anarchy, that we said, “Well, we can actually have those qualities embodied in Barbara without actually having to do Harley herself.” I think Erin Richards carried it off really well.

How does Tabitha impact Selina now that the two are BFFs?

Again, this is also like the Bruce model. Because we always know where Bruce is going to end up, part our story is tracking a voyage towards that. We all know that Selina, in our show, is this street kid who is really tough. But, the Selina of the comic books is the Selina who is the world’s greatest burglar and has a taste for the finer things in life. Part of her evolution this year is surrounding herself with a woman who is physically able in terms of martial arts, like Tabitha. Then, there is Selina’s taste for the finer things. Both of those personalities start to get infused into Selina as we see her moving towards the Selina Kyle of the comic books.

Butch also gets resurrected. What is Gotham’s take on Solomon Grundy?

He rises from Slaughter Swamp. We’re saying his real name is Cyrus Gold. There have been various iterations of Grundy throughout the years. He has the same mental capabilities as the most well-known version of Grundy. The way certain things will change is there are moments when elements of Butch’s personality and memories will come back into the fore of Grundy. One of the themes for the show has always been the idea of the fluidity of identity, and the creation of identity. So, even when he gets reborn as Grundy, we’re asking the question of, “Is this Butch’s new personality?” Or, “How does he create a third personality that is part Grundy and part Butch?”

The Scarecrow is back. What is he doing to strike fear into the city?

At first, he gets co-opted by a gang who want to use his abilities to get back at Penguin. Unwittingly, they create a monster. They create Scarecrow. So, initially, he wants to get revenge for the death of his dad. But deeper down, he wants to deal with his own sense of fear. By doing that, he sort of highlights the fear that Jim Gordon is carrying around.

Every season, we’ve seen these characters grow and progress. How closely do you feel they are to becoming those iconic heroes and villains that audiences know and love?

It depends what you mean by close. Bruce is not going to be wearing the costume. Selina is always going to be steps away from becoming Catwoman. But, I do hope by the end of the season, you’ll be able to look at Gordon or Bruce or Selina and say, “Oh, now I can totally track the next three or four or five steps that will take them to the person they are.” There are enough building blocks that are there that you can do the math problem yourself, and see that it equals Batman at the end of the day.