where they are both in a cave

A DEAN/CAS DOG AU.

“Stumble and Fall”

WHEN? 13 HOURS (~9pm UTC Nov 22nd 2017).

WHERE? HERE.

includes such topics as: Dean’s bowlegs, cuddling for warmth, and pining !!

(below: a lil preview extract~)


“I’m comin’, buddy,” Dean called. “Hang in there. Hang on.”

Dig dig dig dig dig.

Dig dig.

Deeper. Deeper. Snow kept caving into the space Dean had already dug, and it came in glops and flumps, landing on Dean’s face and the space below his fast-moving paws. He dug with both feet together, then alternated, then stuck his entire face in and bit.

Castiel yelped.

“Gotcha,” Dean grinned. He pulled Castiel by the paw until the paw kicked him. Then Dean turned his attention to digging around, shoving snowpiles away, nosing about to find Castiel’s shape.

At last, he found a sodden black hip, and all the brindled speckles in his fur. Castiel gave an assuring wriggle, and Dean helped him lift his head. Up he rose, snowflakes spilling from him until he blinked the last ones away.

“Finder’s keepers,” Dean panted, giving Castiel’s icy nose a good ‘ol lick. Castiel sneezed. He quickly came alive again, alarmed by the bright light and the warmth of the sun. His tail gave a feeble wag, and Dean wagged his own, glad to see Cas was responsive.

“Anything broken?” Dean asked.

Castiel got to his feet, giving himself a hefty shake-down. He’d lost his coat, and was shivering terribly, but he answered, “I’m okay. I’m… okay.”

Now who’s the search-and-rescue dog,” Dean said proudly. “Never seen snow before today and I still figured out how to find you and dig you out.”

“Hmh,” Castiel said, blinking tiredly. He was all droopy and wet and exhausted.

20 Behind-The-Scenes Facts About Pirates Of The Caribbean.

1. During the filming of On Stranger Tides, Johnny Depp spent over $60,000 out of his own pocket to buy waterproof jackets for 500 crew members to protect them from the cold, wet weather. 

2. While filming in London in October 2010, Johnny Depp received a letter from a local 9-year old schoolgirl, telling him her classmates needed help to ‘mutiny’ against her teachers. He turned up with almost no warning at the school in full Sparrow outfit, but advised against mutiny. 

3. In Curse Of The Black Pearl, Johnny Depp improvised many of his lines, including the notorious, “Bring me that horizon,” and Jack Sparrow’s catch phrase, “Savvy?" 

4. Depp and Verbinski have a funny way of describing Jack running away from danger. They both compared it to a “lizard running on water.” Looking back at pirates of the caribbean, we can totally see where they’re coming from.

5. The cast and crew walked away from filming with tons of “treasure.” When production wrapped, many of the people who worked on the film (including Johnny Depp) picked props out from the treasure cave to take home. According to Verbinski, not a single one of the cursed coins was left behind.

6. Geoffrey Rush was afraid that people wouldn’t notice him on screen when he and Keira Knightley were in the same scene. He came up with a solution, however. He thought that viewers watched films the same way they read books - from left to right - and thus, tried to be on the left side of the shot as much as possible so that people would notice him before they noticed Keira. 

7. Robert De Niro was originally offered the role of Captain Jack Sparrow. However, he turned down the role because he thought that the film would do poorly in box offices. 

8. Keira Knightley was only 17 years old when they started shooting the first Pirates Of The Caribbean. Because she was a minor, her mother had to accompany her to all of the shooting locations. 

9. Johnny Depp’s character, Captain Jack, is portrayed as having gold teeth in the film. The gold teeth were actually Depp’s idea, but he predicted that executives would want fewer gold teeth than he wanted. So Depp told his dentist to implant extra gold teeth as a bargaining tool. After negotiations with the film executives, Sparrow’s final number of gold teeth in the film was what Depp had envisioned all along. 

10. If you pay attention throughout The Curse Of The Black Pearl, there is a scab on Jack Sparrow’s chin that gradually gets bigger and bigger. Many thought that it was a mistake, but Depp revealed later that his was a prank he and his makeup artist had thought of together. 

11. Clothing and smears of charcoal were used to conceal Johnny Depp’s numerous tattoos. The "Jack Sparrow” tattoo on his arm in the movie is a fake, but he actually got a real replica after finishing the film, in honor of his son Jack. 

12. Originally, Johnny Depp wanted Jack Sparrow to have no nose and be afraid of silly things like pepper and the common cold. Disney rejected the idea.

 13. Jack Sparrow is known for his outrageous face makeup, but he didn’t start with that look. While filming in a cave, excessive makeup was added to all of the characters so they wouldn’t looked washed out on film. When the crew realised how cool the makeup looked on Johnny Depp, they continued to use it on him for the rest of the movie. 

14. The moment when Elizabeth kissed Jack Sparrow in Dead Man’s Chest was purposefully cut out of Orlando Bloom’s script so that the cameras could get a genuine, shocked reaction from him. 

15. The fourth installation, On Stranger Tides, was the most expensive film ever made at the time, not adjusted for inflation. The budget ran to $300,000,000. That’s more than the budget of all three Lord Of The Rings films combined.

16. Johnny Depp based his performance on Keith Richards because he thought that pirates were just 18th century versions of rockstars. 

17. The names of the three main characters are all related to birds: Jack Sparrow, Elizabeth Swann, and William Turner, who was a famous ornithologist. 

18. The scene where Orlando Bloom impersonates Johnny Depp’s performance was devised by Bloom who asked producer Jerry Bruckheimer if he could put it into the movie. 

19. According to the screenwriters’ commentary on the DVD, Will Turner is actually the best swordsman in the film, Barbossa and Commodore Norrington are evenly matched, and Jack Sparrow is the worst. 

20. During filming of On Stranger Tides in London a 'Jack Sparrow’ impersonator just walked onto the set. The guards did not think to ask for any ID as he looked so much like the character. 

I imagine before he got to know them, Kravitz absolutely HATED the IPRE crew. Like, the dude is competent, but the guys have a habit of completely humiliating anybody they end up fighting.

Let’s rewind a few years. Kravitz is doing his thing. Kicking ass, reaping souls and killing liches. Heads back to his office in the Astral Plane (because i refuse to believe that the afterlife is anything but a stupidly complicated bureaucracy) and checks in on his current list of bounties.

There’s the usual list of necromancers, immortals, escapees from the stockade and users of profane rituals, you know the types, the guys who have the twelve syllable names and such. But there are seven new people he needs to hunt down. And all of them have died at least eight times. You hear that? It’s the sound of Kravitz getting paid.

So who does he go after first?

Merle Highchurch, fifty-seven deaths. God. So much reward. Kravitz hunts anybody by the name of Highchurch down, but nobody has any clues as to where the guy is. Kravitz heads back to the office and checks out all the information he has on the guy. And surprise surprise, he’s a follower of the god of bloody travelers. Krav could hunt down this guy for the better part of a decade, and he’d only find the guy by luck. Great. Wonderful. Fine. He has six other bounties to check out.

Magnus Burnsides, nineteen deaths. Okay, so Magnus is MUCH easier to find than Merle, if only because Magnus announces his name to anybody who asks. Lives in somewhere called Raven’s Roost. He’d been there a few times, not a bad place. So Kravitz heads over there. And great, the entire bloody town is on FIRE and the populace is DEAD. As a reaper, he’s legally required to take care of wandering souls he finds wandering around. So he has to take a good month or so wrangling a good 600 people into the afterlife. Much to his surprise, Magnus has a wife who recently died. The woman stares at him for a moment before laughing, because apparently Magnus can get lost in a goddamn hallway and it would take a goddamn miracle for Kravitz to track him down. Goddamn it.

Taako Taaco, eight deaths. Taako is, unlike the others, a complete goddamn ghost. The most he can gather is that the guy is a wizard and an elf and that is generally it. It is by pure luck he’s assigned to the Glamour Springs case, and hears about Taako Sizzles It Up. Okay, THAT is easier to track he thinks. Except Taako apparently did a show in literally EVERY TOWN in the world at some point and is charismatic enough that nobody is willing to tell him much of anything. And then, like both Magnus and Merle, he has apparently vanished into the mist and NOBODY KNOWS WHERE HE IS GODDAMN IT.

Lup Taaco, twelve deaths. Kravitz is not surprised that Lup is related to Taako because she is even harder to find than Taako. There is literally nothing except the fact that she died in some cave near Neverwinter. There are literally no souls in that cave, and he checked. Twice. So where the hell is she? Who the hell knows. Who even cares.

Davenport, nine deaths. Is somehow just as elusive as anyone else. Because these people hate Kravitz. Kravitz checks everywhere. A few merchants in Neverwinter remember having met a guy named Davenport a few years back, and he seemed pretty cool, and he bought a can of soup once. Great. THANK YOU MERCHANT MAN. SO VERY HELPFUL.

Barry J Bluejeans, twelve deaths. Barry fucking Bluejeans. BARRY GODDAMN JAY GODDAMN BLUEJEANS. Kravitz has no end of words for this asshole. Unlike the others, Kravitz has met this guy. He has no idea what goddamn class Barry is other than a magic-user because WHAT SPELLS DOESN’T THIS GUY KNOW GODDAMN IT. Oh oh oh and get this, he’s fueled by the power of love. Love. As if a normal lich isn’t annoying enough to deal with, but this guy apparently refuses to leave without his wife. A wife who, COINCIDENTALLY, has the name of LUP. And Kravitz knows. He goddamn knows, in the depths of his heart, that this Lup is the exact same one as Lup Taaco. BECAUSE THE UNIVERSE HATES HIM.

Lucretia, ten deaths. Somehow even worse than Taako, Davenport and Lup combined. Because he has nothing on her. At all. No class, no god, no spell-list, no ANYTHING. Alright. Fine. Detective Kravitz time. Her name is spoken very very rarely, and she is apparently the leader of some mysterious organization called a Bureau? Fine. Where is this Bureau. What’s that? It’s hidden? You can only summon a way there if you’re a member? Of course. Obviously. Wonderful. Why not. Cool. Great.

So now. Let’s advance to the start of the story. Kravitz is called out to investigate Phandalin. He arrives, and is immediately hit by a wave of pure fire. When he wakes up? He sees four figures in the distance. And three of them are Magnus. And Merle. And Taako. And Kravitz is about to fight them, when a goddamn orb appears from the sky and carries them to a goDDAMN SKY BASE WHAT THE HELL I HATE THESE PEOPLE

And then he finally meets these people by complete chance in the lab of Lucas Miller. And he is so happy. Because for the first time in six years, he has THREE OF THESE JACKASSES in front of him. There is no possible way they can escape this.

Guess what happens next.

So now, finally, let’s advance to post-Story & Song. And he has all seven of these assholes in front of him. Defenseless. He could reap their asses right now. But he can’t. Because the Raven Queen has declared they’ve earned a pardon.

A few hours after the celebration party, Kravitz warps back to his office and screams for a solid hour.

EDIT: Somebody mentioned the whole Barry dies like twenty times over the course of a decade so now I have to establish that at least five of those were Barry staring Kravitz dead in the face, killing himself instantly and rising out of his body as a lich. Just so that Kravitz can know EXACTLY how petty Barry Bluejeans will be.

Korrasami is canon.

You can celebrate it, embrace it, accept it, get over it, or whatever you feel the need to do, but there is no denying it. That is the official story. We received some wonderful press in the wake of the series finale at the end of last week, and just about every piece I read got it right: Korra and Asami fell in love. Were they friends? Yes, and they still are, but they also grew to have romantic feelings for each other.

Was Korrasami “endgame,” meaning, did we plan it from the start of the series? No, but nothing other than Korra’s spiritual arc was. Asami was a duplicitous spy when Mike and I first conceived her character. Then we liked her too much so we reworked the story to keep her in the dark regarding her father’s villainous activities. Varrick and Zhu Li weren’t originally planned to end up as a couple either, but that’s where we took the story/where the story took us. That’s how writing works the vast majority of the time. You give these characters life and then they tell you what they want to do.

I have bragging rights as the first Korrasami shipper (I win!). As we wrote Book 1, before the audience had ever laid eyes on Korra and Asami, it was an idea I would kick around the writers’ room. At first we didn’t give it much weight, not because we think same-sex relationships are a joke, but because we never assumed it was something we would ever get away with depicting on an animated show for a kids network in this day and age, or at least in 2010.

Makorra was only “endgame” as far as the end of Book 1. Once we got into Book 2 we knew we were going to have them break up, and we never planned on getting them back together. Sorry, friends. I like Mako too, and I am sure he will be just fine in the romance department. He grew up and learned about himself through his relationships with Asami and Korra, and he’s a better person for it, and he’ll be a better partner for whomever he ends up with.

Once Mako and Korra were through, we focused on developing Korra and Asami’s relationship. Originally, it was primarily intended to be a strong friendship. Frankly, we wanted to set most of the romance business aside for the last two seasons. Personally, at that point I didn’t want Korra to have to end up with someone at the end of series. We obviously did it in Avatar, but even that felt a bit forced to me. I’m usually rolling my eyes when that happens in virtually every action film, “Here we go again…” It was probably around that time that I came across this quote from Hayao Miyazaki:

“I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue. Rather, I want to portray a slightly different relationship, one where the two mutually inspire each other to live - if I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.”

I agree with him wholeheartedly, especially since the majority of the examples in media portray a female character that is little more than a trophy to be won by the male lead for his derring-do. So Mako and Korra break the typical pattern and end up respecting, admiring, and inspiring each other. That is a resolution I am proud of.

However, I think there needs to be a counterpart to Miyazaki’s sentiment: Just because two characters of the same sex appear in the same story, it should not preclude the possibility of a romance between them. No, not everyone is queer, but the other side of that coin is that not everyone is straight. The more Korra and Asami’s relationship progressed, the more the idea of a romance between them organically blossomed for us. However, we still operated under this notion, another “unwritten rule,” that we would not be allowed to depict that in our show. So we alluded to it throughout the second half of the series, working in the idea that their trajectory could be heading towards a romance.

But as we got close to finishing the finale, the thought struck me: How do I know we can’t openly depict that? No one ever explicitly said so. It was just another assumption based on a paradigm that marginalizes non-heterosexual people. If we want to see that paradigm evolve, we need to take a stand against it. And I didn’t want to look back in 20 years and think, “Man, we could have fought harder for that.” Mike and I talked it over and decided it was important to be unambiguous about the intended relationship.

We approached the network and while they were supportive there was a limit to how far we could go with it, as just about every article I read accurately deduced. It was originally written in the script over a year ago that Korra and Asami held hands as they walked into the spirit portal. We went back and forth on it in the storyboards, but later in the retake process I staged a revision where they turned towards each other, clasping both hands in a reverential manner, in a direct reference to Varrick and Zhu Li’s nuptial pose from a few minutes prior. We asked Jeremy Zuckerman to make the music tender and romantic, and he fulfilled the assignment with a sublime score. I think the entire last two-minute sequence with Korra and Asami turned out beautiful, and again, it is a resolution of which I am very proud. I love how their relationship arc took its time, through kindness and caring. If it seems out of the blue to you, I think a second viewing of the last two seasons would show that perhaps you were looking at it only through a hetero lens.

Was it a slam-dunk victory for queer representation? I think it falls short of that, but hopefully it is a somewhat significant inching forward. It has been encouraging how well the media and the bulk of the fans have embraced it. Sadly and unsurprisingly, there are also plenty of people who have lashed out with homophobic vitriol and nonsense. It has been my experience that by and large this kind of mindset is a result of a lack of exposure to people whose lives and struggles are different from one’s own, and due to a deficiency in empathy––the latter being a key theme in Book 4. (Despite what you might have heard, bisexual people are real!) I have held plenty of stupid notions throughout my life that were planted there in any number of ways, or even grown out of my own ignorance and flawed personality. Yet through getting to know people from all walks of life, listening to the stories of their experiences, and employing some empathy to try to imagine what it might be like to walk in their shoes, I have been able to shed many hurtful mindsets. I still have a long way to go, and I still have a lot to learn. It is a humbling process and hard work, but nothing on the scale of what anyone who has been marginalized has experienced. It is a worthwhile, lifelong endeavor to try to understand where people are coming from.

There is the inevitable reaction, “Mike and Bryan just caved in to the fans.” Well, which fans? There were plenty of Makorra shippers out there, so if we had gone back on our decision and gotten those characters back together, would that have meant we caved in to those fans instead? Either direction we went, there would inevitably be a faction that was elated and another that was devastated. Trust me, I remember Kataang vs. Zutara. But one of those directions is going to be the one that feels right to us, and Mike and I have always made both Avatar and Korra for us, first and foremost. We are lucky that so many other people around the world connect with these series as well. Tahno playing trombone––now that was us caving in to the fans!

But this particular decision wasn’t only done for us. We did it for all our queer friends, family, and colleagues. It is long overdue that our media (including children’s media) stops treating non-heterosexual people as nonexistent, or as something merely to be mocked. I’m only sorry it took us so long to have this kind of representation in one of our stories.

I’ll wrap this up with some incredible words that Mike and I received in a message from a former Korra crew member. He is a deeply religious person who devotes much of his time and energy not only to his faith, but also to helping young people. He and I may have starkly different belief systems, but it is heartwarming and encouraging that on this issue we are aligned in a positive, progressive direction:

“I’ve read enough reviews to get a sense of how it affected people. One very well-written article in Vanity Fair called it subversive (in a good way, of course)… I would say a better word might be “healing.” I think your finale was healing for a lot of people who feel outside or on the fringes, or that their love and their journey is somehow less real or valuable than someone else’s… That it’s somehow less valid. I know quite a few people in that position, who have a lifetime of that on their shoulders, and in one episode of television you both relieved and validated them. That’s healing in my book.”

Love,

Bryan

anonymous asked:

Hey amy! I just lost my dog, so i've had a bad week. Got any cute headcanons about Dami and his numerous pets?

  • I’m going to go ahead and assume that Damian names his favorite bats from the cave, and since Damian’s record on pet names is all over the place– some of them (Goliath, Titus) are dignified, while others (Batcow, Spotty the rat from B&R 13) are definitely not– I imagine the bat names get pretty interesting.
  • Damian: Antigone, Bonaparte, Ulysses, Jezebel, Scheherazade
  • Also Damian: Rita, Earl, Capitalism, Lemon, Bagel Bite
  • Alfred the cat has spyware in his collar. So far it’s been a useful and multipurpose investment, good for eavesdropping on both one’s family and unsuspecting criminals loitering in the parts of the city where a stray cat would go unnoticed. Conveniently, that is most of the city.
  • Titus sleeps at the end of Damian’s bed, for the death nightmares. It helps to have someone to hug.
  • There are also geese on the Manor grounds– they come in and out of the pond on the east side of the property– and Damian has been feeding them Cool Ranch Doritos for the past month as part of an experimental plot. That’s Tim’s brand of chips; if everything goes according to plan, the next time Tim takes a picnic lunch, he’ll be swarmed by expectant geese. It’s going to be hilarious.
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Shu- The King of Laziness would want as little movement as possible when he had you in his arms. The two of you would often face each other, your noses and lips nearly touching, his hand in your hair. He would leave you enough room to move your arms which you took great advantage of. Your hand would find its way upward to trace the outline of his face. He would watch you with a small smile as you did so, or if he was particularly tired, he would hum as he relaxed into your touch. Sometimes though, you would share hushed words whether they be loving or dirty is up to the both of you.

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Unexpected, a small Shangst Fic

Enough softness, lets have some angst again shall we?
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Shiro felt numb. They’d won the battle. But they’d lost something far more precious.

Sparkling blue eyes filled with joking laughter, a bright grin that never faltered. Slim fingers attached to waving hands that emphasized his speech, soft tan skin that was cared for almost religiously, fluffy chocolate brown hair that felt silky to the touch. Lanky legs that could both kick you across the room yet run to your aid in a flash, steady arms that could cut through ocean waves easily.

All gone, vanished beneath cold crushing rocks from a cave in during a rescue mission. The team and the target got out.

Lance didn’t.

Shiro merely stared at the black helmet in his hands, trying to figure out where he’d gone wrong. Where had the plan failed? The ambush, the Galra warship, the troops attacking, Lance shouting for them to run and get to the Lions, the screaming former prisoner, the sharp pain in his leg, the sound as the cave buckled in on itself.

The realization that Lance wasn’t next to them once they’d reached the Castle.

Pidge was currently inconsolable, sobbing into Hunk’s chest as the on screen vital from Lance’s suit displayed an unwavering line across the holoscreen. Keith had left, presumably to destroy a few Gladiator bots in his grief and anger at losing a brother.

Shiro noted the scraped and scratched parts of his gloves. Oh, that’s right, he’d tried to dig Lance out. He’d run all the way back and tried to claw away the suffocating dirt and rubble that his boyfriend was currently lying under.

He swallowed thickly and felt the rough pain in throat, faint memories of screaming Lance’s name flitting across his mind’s eye. He’d dug and dug until Allura had pulled him away, explaining that the entire cave had collapsed and there was no way to get the Blue Paladin out of there.

So now he was numb, staring at the helmet that proclaimed him the leader of Voltron, a harsh reminder of his failure. Because how could he be a protector of the universe if he couldn’t even protect his greatest treasure?

Some leader he was, failing to protect his teammate. Even Blue had shut down, seemingly grieving her Paladin. And it was all Shiro’s fault, no matter how much the others tearfully assured him there was no way of knowing the Galra would pull a dirty trick like that.

The funeral was tomorrow. They’d leave flowers over the caved in area where Lance lay buried. They couldn’t even recover the body or bury him on Earth where his family was. A faint flicker of frustration flickered through Shiro’s heart before it was swept away by more grief.

He couldn’t cry, he was still in too much shock to really react now, but he did look up at Coran’s gentle touch to his shoulder.

He barely recalled exiting the area to go to his room, stripping off his armor and collapsing into bed.

His pillow still smelled faintly of Lance, like an ocean breeze and chocolate.

However, it smelt like salt in the morning.

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It’s not over yet. You’ll see in a little while, when I wake up again. Patience my dear readers, patience.

anonymous asked:

Boyf riends headcanons??

YES! Okay: 

- INSIDE JOKES: The two have a whole book of inside jokes, and often times, they will fall into fits of giggles while the others look on with confused looks. 

- Contact Ringtones: The two have specific ringtones set for each other

- Failed Movie Nights: At least twice a week, the two try to have a movie night, but they always end up playing video games instead. 

- Shared Clothes: Well, it’s more that Jeremy gets cold very easily, and he’s got a whole drawer of Michael’s jackets/hoodies. It’s so bad that Jeremy has scolded Michael multiple times for walking around during winter with a light jacket, and Michael only replies by motioning to one of his jackets currently being worn by Jeremy. 

- Silent Conversations: The two are masters at communicating solely with their eyes; it freaks the others out to no end. 

- Lunchtime Sharing: Jeremy is incapable of getting to school on time with a lunch, so Michael packs extra and shares his with Jeremy. 

- College Dreams: Michael wants to major in music, and Jeremy has no idea what he wants to do. However, he toys around with minoring in music just so he and Michael can have more classes together. 

- College Experiences: Jeremy gets sucked into the glory of a frat house, and for a while, he begins to act like how he did with the SQUIP. Michael is not having this bullshit, and he snaps Jeremy out of this “trance” in a brutal way: “if you don’t stop, I’m leaving for good.”

- Jeremy and Michael often joke about wedding plans, but when not together, the two secretly look up what the other wants. “Is it normal to walk down the aisle to Bob Marley?” “Pinterest: Video Game Themed Weddings.” 

- If the two aren’t physically together, others freak out. 

- When the two argue, both end up caving after an hour of not talking. 

- Michael often jokes that he would give his life for Jeremy, but when he pushes Jeremy out of the way of a speeding car and gets really hurt, Jeremy finally realizes the depth behind those jokes. 

- The two often bump into old middle school teachers who always tell them that they knew the two would end up together. 

- Behind his bagging clothes, Michael is actually very built, and Jeremy counts down the days to summer where he can see Michael shirtless more often. 

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Bellamy X Reader: Angst, smut

Request? Yes:
(Idk if I sent this in or not lol) could you do a Bellamy X read could be an AU where they were FWB Briefly(but had secret feelings they didn’t share to w/ other) on the ark. when both are on earth he’s a huge player and doesn’t know Y/N is there until he sees her talking to Murphy, causing him to become a lot tougher(over the top mean bc he’s jealous) and it gets too much she runs away causing him to go mad, sending out a search party.(long one plz, your writing is great)

Author’s note: This is extremely long, so please be prepared. It’s not just a smut like most of the other things I write.

Italics=Ground flashback

Bold italics=Ark flashback


You scramble over broken twigs and mossy rocks, nearly tripping over your own feet. A brief glance behind you sends a fresh wave of terror coursing through your veins. The cloud of acid fog moves closer, reaching out in finger-like tendrils that claw over the ground. You turn your head forward again and your legs carry you faster. It won’t get you. You won’t just be another name crossed off the list of delinquents.

You feel like you’ve been running miles. The grounder horn you heard must have been blown an hour ago, at least. Every time you get the nerve to turn, sure that you’ve distanced yourself from the approaching mist, it seems to have gained on you. You’re desperate now, eyes scanning the woods for any place that might just shelter you from the worst of it.

Air whooshes from your lungs as you slam into something solid when your attention is turned. You grip the tree trunk for support as you try to force oxygen back into your bloodstream, but you continue wheezing. Maybe this is it. That’s what the chancellor sent you down here for after all, isn’t it? To die? Your will to keep going dissipates with every painful breath. You’re all but resigned to take what you’re given. This has to be less painful than seeing his face again anyway.

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If Romeo and Juliet had taken it slow nothing at all would have changed. Juliet is aware that they are being too hasty (“Although I enjoy in thee, / I have no joy of this contract tonight. / It is too rash, to unadvised, too sudden. / Too like the lightning which doth cease to be / Ere one can say “it lightens!”) And yet she pops the question only a few lines later, and thank god she did.

If she had actually left Romeo “unsatisfied” in the balcony scene—if she had decided that they should wait before considering marriage, it wouldn’t have changed the fact that Tybalt would have looked for Romeo the next day. Romeo would have been banished anyway, because the tragedy isn’t caused by Romeo and Juliet’s precipitate love: it is caused by the violence, the hatred, and the prejudice of the feud.

A slower development of their relationship wouldn’t have saved Romeo from banishment. And a slower development of their relationship wouldn’t have changed the fact that Capulet sold Juliet to Paris. She would have had to marry him anyway. The only difference would have been that if she weren’t married to Romeo, but still in love with him, I doubt that Friar Laurence would have agreed to help her escape. Why bother breaking the rules, hurting Juliet’s parents by faking her death, just because Juliet didn’t feel like doing her duty? She would have had only two options left: either unwanted marriage or death. Looking at her words right after meeting Romeo, she seems determined to choose a husband on her own, or otherwise she will have none of it. (“If he be married, my grave is like to be my wedding bed.”)

And if they just hadn’t fallen in love at all, I believe it would have been the same: Romeo would have been banished and, without Juliet’s help, I doubt he would have survived long. He’s just not good at coping with pain and oppression—he needs affection. He needs people to take care of him. I think he would have ended up killing himself anyway, because he is terrified by the concept of isolation. (Or perhaps if he had never even attended Capulet’s party, he wouldn’t have had to fight Tybalt the day after. Perhaps he could have survived for a while—but how long? Look at Benvolio. He ended up unwillingly fighting Tybalt in the first scene. How long would it have taken for Romeo to take part in a fight? I think the point of the play is that they just can’t elude the feud, no matter how hard they try: it drags everyone down sooner or later.)

And if they hadn’t fallen in love at all, Juliet would have never become the powerful, intelligent, lively girl we know. She would have been this docile daughter who allows her parents to command her life: “I’ll look to like, if looking liking move, / But no more deep will I endart mine eye / Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.” Now compare those lines with the way she speaks in the balcony scene. (“Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud, / Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies / And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine / With repetition of ‘my Romeo!’”, “My bounty is as boundless as the sea, / My love as deep; the more I give to thee / The more I have, for both are infinite.”) She feels limitless. She feels free. But looking at Paris’ attitude in the friar’s cell, I think she would have been very miserable had she ended up marrying him. He just couldn’t care less about her feelings and opinions.

Yes, Romeo and Juliet behaved hastily, and I’m glad they did, because at least they could be happy and free for just a few days before the despotism of their society devoured them.

First day on the job.

Where in the world do I begin? Hello, my name is Jonathan Dart and, as of today, I am officially the IT guy at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. 

You read that correctly. It took them until 2016, but both students and staff alike have finally caved and demanded that their cell phones work on school grounds, and with that request they had to find a “muggle” (a term I’m quickly learning to detest) to install wifi and maintain any technology that functions on school grounds.

So let’s make this clear to any wizards, witches, or IT muggles allowed into their circle out there. I just entered this “wizarding world” 3 days ago. This is all entirely new to me. I’m writing this because I’ve learned through the grapevine that other magical schools are planning on making the same jump, and I’m hoping my experiences can help other outsiders down the road.

As its my first day I really don’t have much advice to give. All I can do is stand here and wonder to myself what the hell I was thinking. For the record, I’m typing this on my iPhone while I ride a magic staircase. They better have beer in this world because I’m going to need a drink tonight.

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Shance idea
Shapeshifter AU

Big, strong shapeshifters are idolized while shifters that are small animals are often mocked and put down. You basically shift into the animal that best fits your personality and character, and most people get big and powerful animals like bears or panthers or even bulls.

Lance comes from a family of big feline shifters, but when he shifts for the first time, he isn’t a big predatory cat like his parents or siblings; he’s a small tabby kitten. Word gets out that Lance McClain is a tiny (a shifter with a small animal side) and is subsequently bullied and mocked for it at school.

The bullying gets to the point where Lance’s family has to pack up and move out of the country since they’re terrified of Lance getting hurt or worse, accidentally eaten alive by an out of control classmate. Which is an actual problem where they live, so they move to America but keep Lance’s shifter status secret.

Lance goes through life and meets Hunk, who is a bear shifter (and a damn big one too) and also the only one to know that Lance is a cat. (He often takes cat form and sleeps in Hunk’s lap while he’s studying, after all.)

Then the Garrison happens, and they meet Keith and Shiro again and finally end up in Blue’s cave. Lance feels a kinship with Blue because the second she realized what he was, she accepted him with open arms. So he’s perfectly happy to take her for a run, and they eventually end up in the Castle of Lions.

This is where a bit of the canon deviates. Allura asks what they are and both Lance and Pidge dodge the question on their shifter forms. Lance merely says he’s a feline, and Pidge mutters something about falcons. This raises suspicions, but nobody presses.

After the fight with Sendak and after Lance falls from the healing pod and he eats a bit, he finds the others in their shifted forms having a small break. Shiro is a huge wolf, Keith is some sort of fox, Hunk is in his usual bear form and Pidge is in her owl form. (A tiny owl, but still deadly.)

Lance is still apprehensive about shifting, so he claims he wants to go wash Blue for a bit. Nobody questions him.

Lance does shift, but only in Blue’s hangar or in the pilot seat. He doesn’t want to be ridiculed for his small size, because he’s a man and men are supposed to be big and powerful shifters, like Shiro or Hunk. But Lance? He’s a skinny little cat with blue eyes and short but soft brown tabby fur. He’s not special, he doesn’t have a thing.

Coran eventually finds out and Lance begs for him not to say anything. Coran asks to see the cat form a little more, and marvels at Lance’s lithe form.

He talks, and says that Lance’s paws are a bit big, but he moves with more grace than Pidge when she flies or Keith when he leaps. His fur is like the sky of Altea when it used to hail tiny glass crystals, the clouds swirling together like a whirlpool.

Lance is comforted for a while.

And then there’s a mission that goes wrong. It’s Lance and Shiro, and Shiro has gone wild from a panic attack and has lodged himself into a miner’s cave. It’s too small for anyone else to get through, since part of the cave collapsed from Shiro’s crashing into the stabilizers. Except for Lance. He’s thin enough and small enough to fit through.

So he tells the others over the comms that he can handle this, and shifts.

It’s dark, cold and dirty, and Lance can feel the mud slicking down his fur as he wriggles through the rubble. He can see perfectly fine in the darkness, though he’s going to need one hell of a bath after this.

The tunnel widens into an air pocket, and he can hear Shiro’s panicked howling. Worried, he moves faster until he finds where the trapped wolf is hiding. He’s in a ravine, deeper into the mine than Lance first thought. He jumps down from the ledge and slowly approaches Shiro, purring soothingly.

He barely dodges the activated Galra arm, now resembling a dog leg, and hisses warningly. At this point he’s tired, muddy, filthy and in no mood for Shiro’s aggression, but he knows it’s not his fault and that he’s just scared, so he presses onward.

It takes a while but eventually Shiro is calm enough to listen to Lance’s purring. At first, he’s startled. Was this really Lance? A cat? But those blue eyes are unmistakable, even in such dim lighting. So he follows the cat as they make their way through the caves to another exit, and gets back into Blue while Black follows behind.

Shiro doesn’t shift back for a few days, but allows Lance to give him a bath and a good rubdown.

After that, Lance is often found in cat form usually napping somewhere or in someone’s lap, usually Shiro’s. Whenever Shiro shifts, Lance comes out of nowhere and hops up on the wolf’s back like a mini heater or blanket, purring up a storm.

It only takes a month for confessions to happen ;3

Never told us (Damian Wayne imagine)

Requested: Yes
Request:  Could you do something where Damian has been childhood sweethearts with the reader since like middle school and he doesn’t tell his brothers, and one day him and the reader are making out and the brothers walk in and are really confused and like, “WHAT?!” +  Damian invites reader over to help her with her math homework, she gets so happy after getting a problem right she tackles damian in a kiss, Tim walks in at the wrong time, Tim sprints outta the room yelling and Damian cHASES him down embarassd,
Summary: The family finds out that Damian has been dating someone for a while and hasn’t told them.
Word count: 500
Warning(s): none 

You and Damian had been together since the early days of middle school, in secret of course. You were now in high school. His family knew you, they all thought you were friends, you often came to the manor to do homework or get tutored and no one suspected a thing. To think that a group of detectives couldn’t tell was quite funny.

You were at the manor today yet again. You couldn’t understand how to do a couple of math problems so Damian of course, was there to help. Equation after equation, you just couldn’t fully get it. Damian was as calm as ever, explaining again and again, trying to make sure you understand it.

You were doing an equation, your boyfriend calmly observing as you do. Suddenly you jump up, sitting on Damians lap, and kissing his face all over, “Beloved?” He asks in utter shock. “I DID IT!” You yell, taking Damian’s lips into a heated kiss. He wraps his hands around your waist, smiling into the kiss, when his door suddenly opens. “What’s with all the commotion…Oh wow,” Tim says in shock before making a run for it. 

Damian quickly sits you on his bed, “Wait here Beloved,” before running after him.”You better come back here, Timothy!” Damian yells. Tim runs into the cave where everyone was working on something, Damian hot on his trail. “Damian and y/n are dating!”  Tim yells on the top of his lungs gathering shocked looks from everyone. “SHUT UP!” Damian yells before jumping full force in to Tim, causing them both to topple down onto the floor. The only thing that saved Tim from hitting his jaw, was his quick reflexes to put his hands in front of him.

Damian! Get off your brother!” Bruce scolds. “Wait, the demon spawn really has a girlfriend?” Jason asks in disbelief. “Y/n was loudly screaming, so I went to check on them and they were full on making out,” Tim says clapping his hands to rid them of the dust from the floor. “And you never told us?” Dick dramatically says, making a ‘woe is me’ pose on his chair. “We’ve been together for years,” Damian huffs, his nose to the sky.

Bruce had been quiet all this time, and Tim was the only one that noticed. “Why aren’t you saying anything Bruce?” He asks the older man. “I knew.” Gasps fill the air. “Damian has been much calmer ever since it started and she started coming over more often, it was obvious.” He explained. The boys didn’t understand how they hadn’t noticed because it truly was obvious.

Are you going to give him the talk?” Dick asks after a moment of silence with a wide grin, causing Damian to loudly groan and send a glare toward his eldest brother, before coming back to his room to you.

How did it go?” You ask setting down your phone that you were entertaining yourself with. Damian just rolls his eyes, “Those imbeciles are ridiculous!”


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SOME VAMPIRES GROSSLY MISREPRESENTED BY WOLF PUPY TWEETS
  • i didn't do all the clans because shhh
  • Vampires: daylight savings is dumb as hell, who looks directly at the sun and says i want more of this for later, nobody does it
  • Camarilla: i don't want to throw anyone under the bus here unless they are my enemy or betrayer or if it will help me get where i'm going faster
  • Sabbat: if history has taught us anything i dont plan to learn it
  • Anarchs: if anyone tries to tell you your dreams are unachievable just remember i have crashed my dirt bike into all 7 wonders of the world
  • Inconnu: tired of trying to figure out how to solve problems? try simply ignoring them forever instead
  • Assamites: stop being so defensive i am just trying to hit you with weapons
  • Brujah: i feel like if people respected me for the sheer stupidity of my actions i would get a lot more respect
  • Cappadocians: if anyone needs me i'll be dead in my grave
  • Followers of Set: archaeologists have found hieroglyphs on the wall of a hidden chamber inside king tut's tomb that confirms he was a damn bitch
  • Gangrel: people out of the know refer to death as a 'dirt nap' when in fact you can go to sleep on some dirt any time you want
  • Giovanni: honestly now that i have it this throne of human skulls is crazy uncomfortable to sit on
  • Lasombra: i don't "say what we are all thinking" because my thoughts are always far more important and more interesting than everyone elses
  • Malkavian: being thinking about a lot of things lately and have decided thoughts are a waste of time
  • Nosferatu: in today's and all other time's housing market, a dirt cave is the best place to live
  • Ravnos: jewelry making tip; a simple can of gold spraypaint can turn a chicken nugget into a gold nugget
  • Toreador: yeah i looked both ways before crossing the street, i looked both 'handsome' and 'radiant', too bad i got hit by that car
  • Tremere: unsure of what to study? learn magic spells instead, its easy
  • Tzimisce: problem solving skills are well regarded but where is the respect for the problem creators such as myself
  • Ventrue: "everything isn't always about you" i know that's why i don't care about anything
  • BONUS~ those crazy-ass fishman vampires: no song about living on land is as convincing as 'under the sea' is about living on the ocean floor
Batboys Headcanon (+Bruce): The S/O Knows

Notes: This is headcanons for the Batboys, involving an S/O that is aware they are a superhero but just never brings it into conversation. I hope you enjoy, dude!

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hiiii, here are a bunch of fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of january. I recommend that you read these great fics in february, if you haven’t already. I’m so sorry for how many single parent kidfics are on this list. i had quite an obsession this past month. they’re all amazing though, please check them out!!

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)


1. Runner on Third (39k)**

The AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don’t pick up where they left off.

2. A Rhythm In Rush (40k)**

They walk slow, unhurried, and they talk about everything, the earth and the glaciers and themselves, little bits and pieces. Harry finds himself falling open, caving in like the crevices that run like cold veins from the icy lakes. It feels strange to talk this way. He feels like he should be having this conversation hidden under his covers, whispering in the dark. It feels like the kind of talk that means too much, that means trust and revealing the small things that make up the bigger ones, except they’re both barely blinking an eye.

Harry is a WWF journalist with big dreams and Louis is a glaciologist that flies helicopters for fun. Greenland is an odd place to spend Christmas, but just maybe, the perfect place to fall headfirst into love.

3. Beautiful Star (17k)*

“You know, when I pegged you for a druglord, I wasn’t exactly challenging you to make me believe that you actually are one. What is this place?” Louis says after he swallows over the mild panic that’s building up in his throat over the fact that he’s literally sitting in front of the cause of his teenage sexuality crisis.

or, the famous/nonfamous kid!fic AU wherein harry and louis have to host a school Christmas party and harry isn’t actually a drug lord.

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It’ll hit you. Wether it’s a week or a month or a couple of days or even seconds, the feeling of them really being gone will hit you so fucking hard you’ll be gasping for air. Them laughing to your stupid jokes becomes just another memory and it pains you because now you can’t reuse that joke without remembering the way their laugh sounded and their face looked when they first heard it. You’ll be left wondering what if’s and what could’ve happen if you stayed or held on just a little tighter, even if the relationship was bad for both of you. It’ll hit you when you’re outside with a friend or alone in your kitchen where missing them becomes too much to handle and you have to grab ahold of something because suddenly your lungs are caving in on you and you can’t breathe. It’ll hit you when you’re shopping for something and you suddenly spot their favorite cereal or their favorite color on a shirt and you’re hands will shake as you tell yourself that you shouldn’t buy it you shouldn’t buy it you shouldn’t buy it because they won’t ever get to eat that cereal and they won’t ever get to wear that shirt and it’ll go to waste. It’ll hit you when you’re up at four in the morning and the urge of hearing their voice suddenly becomes too much and too loud that you end up crying yourself to sleep that night because there won’t be anymore phone calls with them whispering I miss you and I love you. It’ll hit you that they are gone and they are never coming back and when it does, it’ll hurt so much that even drowning yourself in vodka won’t ever take the pain away.
—  A.M.// it’ll hurt so much, but not forever. (via tullipsink)
2AM - part 1 (A Minseok Series)

Genre: Romance / Angst / Future Smut

Characters: Minseok X You

Description: You have been continuing a secret friends-with-benefits relationship with your best friends older brother Minseok, who is idol group EXO’s Xiumin, for two years now, while secretly concealing the very real growing feelings you’ve always had for him. A sudden blind date for you and for him suddenly forces you to face those feelings or end the relationship entirely.

A/N: so the Drabble game inspired this (anon submitted minseok+wet) and I finally got around to the final 1k followers submission which is Minseok FWB. This will be a series and you might be mad at me a little bit. :D

2AM - [M] part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12

“Why don’t you come over for dinner? My brother’s in town and he asked if you were coming over for dinner.”

He asked if you were coming over.

You stared down at your lit cellphone with the text from Minhee, your best friend since elementary school, a familiar rush of nerves bursting through your belly as you read it over and over.

He asked.

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oopsnocturnal  asked:

hi! i'd love to hear what you think would have happened if wyldon hadn't let keladry stay after her first year!! love your writing :^)

“Mindelan, it may be that the best thing said of my tenure is that you were my student. Should that be the case, I am the wrong man for this post. I did all I could to get rid of you. Your probation was wrong. You know that, I know it. I was harder on you than any lad. Thank Mithros I remembered my honor and let you stay when you met the conditions—but it was a near thing. Next time, I might not heed the voice of honor.”

– Wyldon of Cavall (Squire)

Kel sat and thought about it all through the long summer– thought about joining the Riders when she turned sixteen, or going back to the Yamani Isles with her parents, or running away to become an unlawful bandit hunter. 

She drank tea with her mother and accepted her quiet sympathy. She wondered what was going to happen to Peachblossom. She did her morning glaive practice dances in the heady air of the tiny courtyard garden of her parents’ townhouse, where the cook grew herbs and spices in big overflowing boxes.

Summer rolled on. She sat, and she thought, and she did not tell her thoughts to anyone. On the first day of what would have been her second year of page training, she woke before the sun and had a quiet breakfast with her father, and then she jogged up the big dusty hill to the palace grounds.

When the pages trailed out of the building to the practice yards with dubious enthusiasm, she was waiting just outside their ground. Her chin was high, her shoulders loose while her hands gripped her weighted staff.

“Probationer,” Wyldon barked out her, when one of the boys went to fetch him. “Was I unclear in the spring?”

Kel stared him down, fingers white on her staff, and said, “I’m not a probationer anymore.”

“She’s a private citizen, just enjoying the fresh air,” Neal called from the other side of the practice yard fence. He got armor cleaning punishment for a week for his cheek and Kel lifted and lowered and struck with her staff to the call of the masters. Her staff hit thin air. The clack of the pages’ staves colliding hit her ears.

“That’s palace property,” Wyldon said ten minutes in, and plucked the staff out of her grip, so Kel followed the lesson with empty hands and brought her mother’s spare walking stick the next day.

They started calling her trespasser, after that, and Kel stood calm on the public grounds just on the other side of the practice yard fence, practicing her high blocks.

While the pages had riding practice, she sat in the dirt outside the riding yard and did the homework Neal smuggled out for her. He handed the finished assignments in for her, too, even though only Myles and the one Mithran priest who had never learned anyone’s names graded them. She took notes on what riding exercises the masters were assigning the pages and watched Neal where he sat on Peachblossom’s back like a sack of mulish peanuts.

“When I heard you weren’t t’ be coming back,” Stefan the hostler told her. “I wasn’t sure what would happen to the old lad.”

“Me, either,” said Kel, looking down at her math and trying to keep her face smooth and still.

When the pages went in for their seated classes, Stefan let her take out Peachblossom to try to exercises herself. Days the gelding was too tired, he found other mounts for her and Kel learned all their names– gentle Aubrey and fastidious Starfall and distractible, clever Redding and poor anxious Terence, who almost threw her more than once. “He comes by the fidgets honest,” Stefan told her and Kel brought extra apples for Terence when she could.

She still took on Lalasa when Gower found her feeding the sparrows in the courtyard beside her old rooms and asked her. Her parents’ townhouse had the funds to hire another maid, though Kel didn’t need or want a personal servant.

Lalasa pinched Kel’s torn clothes from her room all the same and returned them better hemmed and beautifully mended. Kel barely saw her, though she tried to leave a coin from her allowance on the piles of clothes she thought the young woman was most likely to steal away next.

She didn’t ask for the help and she told herself she didn’t want it, but she jogged up the big dusty hill to the palace grounds every day with her weighted harness weighing on her shoulders.

She stood just outside the low fence of the practice yards and ignored Joren’s comments and Zahir’s sneers and the rebukes of the swordfighting teachers– distraction, they said. Lump, waste, failure.

The sun beat down on her aching shoulders and she thought I could stand here forever, thought you are just noise and wind, I am a mountain. I will be here long after you cease howling.

Neal landed blows on Joren’s fingers, apologizing blandly to the masters for his clumsinesses, because Kel had ordered him to get in no fights for her honor. The sun beat down on the careful stitches of Kel’s cotton shirt, which fit as perfectly as Lalasa could manage from a shy distance.

She told herself she didn’t want the help, didn’t need it. Her harness weighed down her shoulders, her makeshift staff weighed down her arms, but the cotton laid light and kind on her back.

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“but keeper where will people get their food from” THEY WILL LICK CAVE LICHEN GROWN IN THE SHAPE OF PURE GEOMETRIC SHAPES ON OUR CAVE WALLS, GAINING NOURESHMENT BOTH PHYSICALLY… AND SPIRITUALLY

DO YOU DOUBT THE TENNENTS OF DIRTMODERNISM

IT IS THE IDEOLOGICALLY PROPER THING TO CRAVE THAT MINERAL