why does she have so many names

Am I the only one who’s bothered by the fact that Allura’s mom looks EXACTLY like Allura? I was thinking about all sorts of cool designs, and wondering about Altean genetic variability, since we haven’t seen many Alteans so far. Even if she does look similar to Allura, at least give her a different hairstyle or something? We don’t even know her name. Idk about y'all, but I was really looking forward to finally seeing Allura’s mom and to have her glossed over like that? Disappointing.

{PART 9} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook takes you shopping and you inadvertently give him a lesson on just how cruel humans can be to each other.

{Part 1} // {Part 8} {Part 9} {Part 10}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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I feel like we need to discuss someone that might have been forgotten

PLEASE NOTE: MAJOR SPOILER WARNING FOR SARAH J MAAS’S “A COURT OF WINGS AND RUIN” (ACOWAR). (I’ll be putting most of this below in the Read More section)

I feel like we got a lot of information and foreshadowing in this book and so far I’ve seen two posts that have been on my same path of thinking. I’ve made predictions for this series with my friends before and ended up being either dead on or pretty damn close to what actually happened so I wanted to share what I came up with with all of you. 

I wanna talk about Briar. 

I think she’s gonna be Tamlin’s Mate.

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💋We Need To Talk [Part 2] (Grayson x Reader)

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Summary: imagine being pregnant with Grayson’s baby and you go to stay at your parents house since it’s Christmas and as you lay with Gray you get horny just looking at him and the hormones and you try to convince him for sex since he believes your parents would listen to you but eventually he does as what his wife wants

Warnings: Smut, fingering, nipple play, and daddy?

A/N: So this was requested so I felt it worked great as a part 2 for We Need To Talk so I hope you guys like it and remember requests are Open :) Like before Y/D/N-Your daughter’s name

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Originally posted by lovershub

“How many more days until santa gets here?” Your four year old daughter, Y/D/N, asked as she helped nana and I put the tinsel on the Christmas tree.

“We have 5 more days until Santa comes sweetpea.” My mom says to Y/D/N as she untangles the tinsel.

“Why does Santa come so late?” She asks as grandpa and Grayson come from the kitchen.

“He has to make sure all the boys and girls stay good until close to the end of the year so he can reward them for being good all year.” Dad says and I laughed and looked at Grayson who was extremely sweaty. Dad and him have been outside working all day on repairing Ethan’s motorcycle and working on the family boat. He was wearing work jeans and a white muscle tank. His skin looked so golden against his tank. He looked incredibly sexy. I snap back into reality and I see Grayson is looking me in the eyes. He mouths ‘are you okay’ which I nod and give him a thumbs up. He returns the gesture smiling.

“My look at the time. Come on sweetpea I’ll read you a story and then we can go to bed. Tell mommy and daddy night night.” My mom says to Y/D/N. Grayson gets on his knees and opens his arms wide for our little girl to run into him for a hug. He wraps his large arms around her and holds her tight.

“Goodnight daddy. Goodnight mommy. I love you.” She says hugging Gray and I and she turns to walk down the hall with nana.

“Goodnight princess. We’ll see you in the morning.” Grayson said as he took my hand in his which made me blush.

“Yeah I think I’m going to hit the hay myself. I’ll see you two in the morning.” My dad said giving us a hug and going down the hall himself. Grayson turns his head to me with narrow eyes.

“Shall we?” He asks gesturing down the hall to go to bed. I nod and he leads the way down the hall to our room. I take off my shirt and pants and Grayson does the same. I throw on one of his hoodies since for some reason it’s always cold at my parents house. He was wearing his maroon boxers and he looked incredibly sexy. The way his jaw was structured like he could cut glass. His hair still styled so perfectly even though he has been outside all day in the hot sun. His skin looked so golden and he just looked so incredibly sexy without his shirt on. These hormones are absolute driving me crazy, but damn he just looks so good.

“Babe? You okay?” He asks as he caught me staring at him. I didn’t know what to say so I just kissed him. He kisses back soft and gentle. I loved soft and caring Grayson, but right now I wanted hard and aggressive Grayson. I want him to pin me down and kiss all over my neck. I wanted him to place gentle kisses from my neck down my stomach to my waist. I want him to kiss me in between my hips and then show me I’m his. I move over and straddle his lap. He pulls away from kissing. “Babe what are you doing?”

“I want you Gray. We haven’t done anything since we found out I was pregnant. My hormones are going crazy.” As I was talking I slowly started to grind myself against Grayson as I felt him getting harder. I lean in and gently kiss his neck.

“Y-Y-N d-don’t do that. What ab-about the b-baby?” Grayson asks as I feel him grinding back. I place my hand on the headboard as I grind harder into him earning a grunt from him.

“Sex won’t hurt the baby Gray. Sex actually rocks the baby to sleep. It’s quite relaxing for the baby.” I lean into his ear while arching my back “and the mommy too.” I whispered as my warm breath sent shivers down his spine. I felt his hands move from his sides to graze up my body and down just lightly resting on my butt. Our lips gently brush against each other before he pulls away again. I sighed in annoyance at him.

“What about your parents?” He asks. “The last thing I want them to hear is you screaming my name.” Grayson says cocking a side grin at me. His hands then slide up his hoodie over my bare breasts and he gently pinches my nipples and I throw my head back in pleasure as he pinches my nipples and squeezes my breasts.

“I’m 2-25 years old. They know w-we have needs.” I stuttered along with a moan. I grinded against his hardening dick and I moan again feeling the friction between the cloths of our underwear rubbing together. Grayson then peels the hoodie off the top half of my body leaving me in my underwear. I arched my back as Grayson’s hands pushed my back pushing my breasts towards him. He gently sucks and tugs on one nipple with his teeth ever so gently earning a moan from me. I rubbed myself harder against him as he buried his face between my breasts squeezing them and sucking on my nipples. I slid my hand down my underwear and started to finger myself at the thought of Grayson making me feel so good. I felt a strong grasp around my wrist and I look to Grayson who has one of my nipples in his mouth.

“Baby I want to make you feel good. You’re the one having our baby. Allow me.” With that he loops his finger through my underwear and he pulls them down in one swift motion. I arch my back more stretching my chest towards him and using his legs for support as I gripped them. I then feel Grayson slowly insert a finger inside me which made me suck in a sharp breath. His free hand was holding me steady on his lap while he fingered me and sucked on my chest which I knew would leave purplish bruises in the morning. “Damn baby girl you weren’t kidding. You’re so wet just for me.” Grayson says as he puts a second finger inside of me and curls upwards making me buck my hips. “Patience baby girl. Let daddy please you.” That was the first time Gray ever used daddy sexual in the bedroom and to be honest, kinda turned me on even more. Grayson spreads his legs and I fall in between his legs. He lies me down on my back and I knew he was getting so hard to the point that it hurt. He pulls his boxers down with one hand while he still fingers me.

“Grayson when did y-you get into daddy?” I asked as I rocked my hips to the movement of his fingers. I bit my lip as Grayson places himself above me. He then places his lips on mine kissing me roughly and his fingers deepen inside me. I pull away to moan and his face goes straight to the crook of my neck. “Fuck Grayson.” I moaned and he stops fingering me and looks me in the eyes. His typical hazel eyes were now clouded dark with lust.

“Call me daddy babygirl.” Grayson says as he starts to finger me again.

“Well damn daddy. What else do you have up your sleeve?” I asked and Grayson cocked his head. He then started to kiss from my neck, down the valley between my breasts, over my belly to right above my crotch. He looks up and smirks before placing his lips on my clit and sucking hard. “Fuck!” I screamed as I gripped the bedsheets harder. “Grayson stop. I’m gonna cum.” I said and he pulled away.

“Damn really?” He asked feeling satisfied. I nodded and I slowly sat up, but he pushed me back down. “Lie down baby. Now it’s time for your treat.” Grayson then slowly inserts himself inside of me causing me to throw my head back in pleasure. He slides in and out a few times and then he starts to speed up. He kissed my jaw and sucked on my collarbone which I knew again would show in the morning.

“Mmmm daddy.” I moaned as I dug my nails into his back as he slammed harder into me hitting my g-spot. “Fuck Grayson!” I screamed and Grayson’s lips latched to mine harshly which I knew he was trying to quiet me down. His hand went and kneaded my breast which drove me crazy. I arched my back and I felt Grayson twitch inside of me. “Cum for me daddy.” I moaned against his chest as he thrusted into me a few more times before he shot his cum inside of me. I shortly came afterwards. Grayson and I both lied there panting and we just laughed together and cuddled.

“Yeah your dad will be very confused when he wonders why you were screaming daddy at midnight.” Grayson says kissing my temple.

“Why do you have to ruin everything?” I asked causing us to laugh and cuddle closer together.


It was Christmas morning. Everyone hd already opened their gifts and we were all getting ready for Christmas dinner. My dad apparently had a talk with Grayson the next morning and since then Grayson won’t touch me. Which I understand, my dad can be a scary man. “We have some news for everyone!” I said clinking the glass. The whole family was here for Christmas so Gray and I decided now was the time to tell everyone we were having a baby. We have both known for a few months I was pregnant, but since Y/D/N wanted a sibling we decided it would be a good Christmas gift. Everyone quiets down as we all sit around the kitchen. Nana was holding Y/D/N. “As you guys are probably aware Grayson and I have an adorable 4 year old baby girl named Y/D/N.” We gestured towards nana and her and she covers her face while the family laughs. We wait for everyone to quiet down in the kitchen. I look to Grayson who was smiling at me. “We’re pregnant!” I announced and the room is silent but soon filled with cheers.

“What?” Y/D/N asks confused.

“Mommy and daddy are having another baby sweetpea. You’re going to be a big sister!” Nana says and she looks even more confused.

“Where do you get a baby?” She asks and Grayson’s eyes go wide.

“Yes nana I would love some Christmas ham.” He says attempting to change the subject causing everyone to laugh at him.

XX Thanks for the request :)

Anger (Jace Herondale x reader)

@fan-of-many-bands requested:

Can you do #13 with Jace from Shadowhunters/mortal instruments

13. “I’m trying to be a better person but some people are testing me”

(Y/N)’s phone lit up. it was Magnus. the text he sent said:

Come and get you blonde friend in my apartment immediately.

Jace got in trouble. Again.

She should have known this would happen. She should have locked Jace in the institute basement until Alec came back from his mission. She should have kept him in chains so he wouldn’t get into any kind of trouble.

But Jace had managed to slip away from her grasp. (Y/n) swore to herself that this is the last time he would be out of her sight.

(Y/n) practically ran to Magnus’ apartment to find Jace having a conversation with the warlock. The subject Jace brought up must be annoying because Magnus looked beyond annoyed.

Jace’s face lit up when he saw (Y/n).

“Finally,” said Magnus with a grateful sigh, “help has arrived.”

“What happened?” asked (Y/N) inquisitively.

“Your companion here picked a fight with the werewolves in the pandemonium. I had to bring him here to stop him from hurting anymore of the moon’s children. You’re welcome,” explained Magnus.

“You should have never intervened,” Jace snapped at him, “I would have taken care of that filthy creature myself.”

Magnus looked bored and took a sip from his drink. “The only thing filthy is you.”
Jace raised his fist in anger, but (Y/n) caught it before he could do any harm. “Be nice,” she whispered harshly. She mouthed a thank you to Magnus and led Jace to the exit.

“I’m trying to be a better person but some people are testing me,” Jace muttered, glancing hatefully at Magnus.

(Y/n) laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Jace furrowed his eyebrows.

(Y/n) kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear, “You’re cute when you’re angry.”

For the first time in forever, Jace blushed.



What she says : “I’m fine”


Learn to read between the lines

The Joker x Reader - “Mrs. Frost”

Frost’s cousin got engaged and he needs to go to the engagement party in Nebraska. Since he doesn’t have a girlfriend, Jonny wants you to pose as his significant other, this way he doesn’t look stupid. Of course The Joker doesn’t like the idea, but dammit, your best friend needs help.

Best friends saga: http://diyunho.tumblr.com/post/153980061476/the-joker-x-reader-best-friends




“Absolutely not!! NO! No way!” J grumbles when you ask to go with Frost. “You’re my girl, not his!” he hisses, feeling the blood running through his veins faster.

“Come on, baby, pleeaseee, you know he just broke up with his girlfriend and he can’t go alone,” you pout, slowly rocking your body in front of him, trying to appear as adorable as possible.

“I’ll let you know when I care,” he growls, unhappy at the situation.

“You gotta be nice to him sometimes, J. He’s the best man we have, you know that,” you go and sit in his lap, strategically placing a kiss on his neck, one of the weak spots you so well know about.

“I am nice,” he replies, taking a deep breath, suddenly warmer.    It’s working.

“Like when, baby?!” you try to find an example and can’t find any in your recent memory.

“He’s still alive, I didn’t kill him yet! Isn’t that nice of me?” J scoffs, proud of his achievement. “Like, what other proof do you need??!!”

“Please, boss, I promise I will take good care of her; it’s just for 2 days,” Jonny finally speaks, trying his luck. Man, he really doesn’t want to show up there without anybody by his side.

“Maybe you should have held onto your girl the way I hold on to mine, hmm? I still have her because I know how to treat a lady,” he scoffs, making sure his hair is slick the way it’s supposed be, overconfident in his boyfriend material skills.

Ha!” escapes your lips before you can stop it.

“What is that supposed to mean, Pumpkin?” The Joker puckers his lips, waiting for an answer.

You don’t reply, just kiss the sensitive spot again, breathing on his skin for a few seconds and that sends shivers down his spine.

“Please baby, I really want to go…yes?” you move your hand under his unbuttoned shirt, caressing the soft skin while giving him the look. Ahhh, the look: that’s the secret weapon you use when you really want it your way. This is one of those times that require special strategy: all gloves are off because your best friend needs help.

“Ummm…no…” he whispers but his determination went down a notch. His eyelashes flutter while you keep on staring at him with that naughty, devilish smile on your face.

“I’ll go crazy on you if you say yes, you bad boy,” you bite your lip, winking at him and signal Frost to get out with the free hand behind your back.

He gulps, slapping your thigh, pretending not to care:

“You always go crazy on me, Princess.”
“Yeah, well, think of that times four…hmmm?” you smirk, pulling on his bottom lip and he grins, intrigued:


Even five!” you are fast to add, your hand sliding down his waist as you kiss his neck, biting the soft skin from time to time. He purrs, enjoying the sensation and you already have some insane things in mind for him.

Jonny closes the door behind him, trying not to make a sound. “Poor Y/N, the things she has to do for me. I don’t deserve her; she really is the best friend someone can have,” he thinks with pride and if this was a movie, there would truly be some heroic music playing in the background.


“Oh, wow, you have such cool tattoos!” Frost’s family remarks after you were introduced as his girlfriend about 15 minutes go. There are probably about 30 people at the house. Smalltalk started on the way to the living room and it cracks you up they have no clue about what he does for a living. He’s not really close with anybody so he barely sees them from time to time, that’s why they are oblivious to his lifestyle. And he wants it that way. But for certain events like this one you just have to man up and go with the flow- in this case go with your boss’s girl.

Property of J, I Love J, J+ Y/N, J & Y/N Forever… Wow, Jonny, she has so many tattoos with your name, I think it’s super cool,” his cousin gets excited while reading them. If they only knew it’s not about him… but since Joker and Jonny share the same initial, works like a charm. At least no one but your real boyfriend can see the Property of Joker tattoos scattered in different…places on your body, otherwise they would be intrigued on why Frost’s name is not there.

“He is one lucky bastard,” you blur out, holding onto his arm and when his grandma gives you a disapproving glance you correct yourself immediately. “Aren’t you honey?” you sweetly smile, pecking his shoulder. Grandma seems to like that and she nods in agreement.

“I really am lucky, she’s amazing you guys,” Frost kisses your temple, addressing everyone and they all go “awwwwww”. One of the aunts touches your hair, mesmerized:

“I really love your hair, sweetheart, it’s so bright. Does it take a long time to do?” she admires you bright red locks with neon green tips.

“No, not at all. J helps me, I mean Jonny,” you fix your tiny mistake even if you didn’t have to, sipping from your drink.

“When are you guys getting married?” his oldest uncle suddenly asks and you kind of roll your eyes. Frost is fed up with this dumb question they ask every time he brings someone over at the rare gatherings he attends so he spits out:

“We’re getting married soon, I asked yesterday and she said yes.”

“Oh my God!” the relatives scream and rush over to hug you both. “Congratulations, this is great!” You are speechless and pinch his arm so hard his eyes get teary.

“So, Mrs. Frost, when will the happy event take place? Soon after our wedding, I hope?” the groom-to-be excitedly inquires.

“Aaa, we don’t really know yet,” you grin, trying to keep your composure because you didn’t expect this shit.

“Look at the sparkler Jonny got her,” grandma takes your hand, studying the huge diamond ring that The Joker got you for your 3 year anniversary. You just wear it like a wedding ring.

“Good job, my man,” the guys shake Frost’s hand and pat his back. For the first time ever you just want to kill him.
“Jesus, would you just kiss your blushing bride?” his niece giggles and pushes the two of you together.

“Blushing??!! Who?” you repeat, confused while Jonny barely brushes your lips against yours so it won’t look awkward. The crazy niece reaches her hands and presses your heads together, resulting in a better kiss. You want to laugh on how stupid everything is when your eyes wander to the back yard for a few moments and your heart stops: The Joker just sits there, staring at you with his mouth open, shocked, not even blinking and probably not breathing at this point.

“Fuck!” you whisper in low voice in Jonny’s ear, not that you need to keep it down with everyone whistling and clapping. “Don’t make any sudden moves, J is watching us. He’s outside.”

“Oh, crap!” Frost gets startled, believing he’s already dead and this is just an afterlife dream.

“Don’t move I said, he can smell fear,” you whisper again, and when you look one more time, J is gone.  “He’s not there anymore,” you sigh, worried, leaving Frost’s arms.

People start talking and asking you two questions in the same time, that’s why you don’t hear the doorbell ringing.

“Hey, Jonny, your best friend is here. He said you invited him to our party,” grandma’s voice resonates in the living room while introducing the green haired man to everyone.

“The youth today”, she thinks, displeased at his appearance but still smiling.

What scares Frost the most is The Joker’s wide smirk that doesn’t go well with the murderous sparkle in his blue eyes.
“Y-yes, I invited him.” Jonny nervously stutters. “Everyone… this is Jay.”

All the relatives introduce themselves, analyzing the new comer because he sure looks interesting to say the least. The younger girls snicker and elbow each other, really liking his clothes and the toned abs showing from under his almost completely unbuttoned purple shirt.

“He’s so hot,” you hear them whisper behind you and it makes you whimper, feeling sorry for them.  “If you only knew the devil that he is, little girls”, you have time to think before you see him heading over towards you and Frost.

“Well, well, well, bestie,” The Joker takes a deep breath and hugs Jonny. “Finally made it to the party, I didn’t want to miss on the fun.”

Frost panics but there is nothing he can do. People start mingling and talking, probably the main subject being the dude with the pale skin.

“Sir, I can explain,” he tries to start the conversation, not raising his voice on purpose because he doesn’t want the others to hear.

“What was that?” J turns his ear, sarcastically pretending not to hear.

“Baby, please, it was for the show, you know that,” you signal both of them to follow you to the other side of the room for a little bit more privacy. You sure hope he won’t explode soon.

“For the show??! What show?!” he pants, irritated, facing both of you when you reach the back wall.“You fucking kissed my girl Frost???? You dare touch what’s mine???!!!! Thank God I decided to follow you here and keep an eye on things. And look at what I have to deal with… Would you also like her in your bed???!” he snaps, cracking his neck and you know this is not good.

“N-no, boss, of course not, I swear!” Jonny starts to sweat from all the emotions he’s going through and none of them are pleasant.

“Baby, please, “you go and take his arm, trying to calm J down because the relatives are sure glancing towards your little group even if they pretend not to care.

Suddenly, someone’s kid, a boy around 6 years old comes and tugs on J’s pants, trying to get his attention.

“Mister Toxic, do you like my drawing?” he lifts up his hand with the paper, smitten with that wild hair color.

“Huh?” The Joker glares down at the child, confused and enraged about the other problem also.

“I think he refers to your toxic green hair, baby,” you pet his arm, hoping he won’t go insane.

“Get lost, kid!” J grumbles at the kid and the boy gasps, noticing his silver teeth.

“Waaahhhh, Mister Toxic, are those bullets ?!”

“Go away I said!” he wants to push the kid away and Jonny intervenes, yanking his arm and taking him to his parents because he knows it won’t end pretty if this continues.

“So,” the future groom playfully punches J’s shoulder, interrupting. “Are you going to be Jonny’s best man?” he chuckles. “Him and this pretty lady getting married, I bet you are excited as hell, am I right?”

If the Joker’s would have a detachable jaw, it would definitely be on the floor right now.

“Say what?!” he narrows his eyes, watching Frost coming back to you. “Jonny boy, I heard you’re getting married?” he snorts with murder in his mind and you are ready to do something if needed.

“J, it’s not like that and you know it,” you reply and the groom looks confused. Something seems very out of place.

“This is MY woman!!!!” he suddenly loses it, shouting so loud that everyone’s eyes turn towards your small group. He points at you, furious as hell:” SHE IS MINE and she has what she needs right here, do you hear me Frosty boy?” The Joker takes your right hand and places it on his crotch, holding it tight on the spot. You are at a loss of words and so is everyone else.

“Oh, dear Lord!”, “What the…?…”, “ Did he just…?” you hear people muttering and it pisses you off he dares to ruin everything with his childish, entitled and possessive behavior. AGAIN.

“Christ Almighty!” you see grandma making the cross symbol, horrified at the scene unfolding in front of her eyes.

You pull your hand away and in the heat of the moment you go and grab Frost’s crotch, taking him by surprise:
“He also has what I need right here, so there’s no difference!!!!” you yell, irritated to the maximum.

Grandma faints and falls to the ground with a loud thud, a few relatives rushing to her side.

“You…You son of a bitch!!!!!” The Joker unexpectedly charges at Jonny, punching his lights out before he can defend himself. “Let’s go!!!” he forcefully drags you after him, while the family steps aside, not wanting to mess with the crazy guest that looks like is going to kill them all.


“He also has what you need, huh?” J shoves you in his car, fastly blinking because he sees dark spots, that’s how enraged he is. “Nobody has what you need but me, is that clear Doll?!”

Needless to say he definitely proved his point once you got back to the penthouse. Think about the wild stuff he usually does to you times six. Maybe seven. You couldn’t wear high heels for a week because you couldn’t really feel your legs.

God, the things you have to go through for your best friend, but if you won’t, then who else will?

And, yes, if this was a movie, that heroic music would start playing again right about…NOW.

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The Flyler/Sanvers Glaad

- Chyler in a suit. Ok. So Chyler can do dress, can do jeans, can do suit, can do streetwear, can do sportwear, can do glasses, can do beanie, can act, can sing, is a friend, is a girlfriend, is a mom, is a wife, is protective, is generous, is invested, is funny, is beautiful…. She is not Human, She is GOD.

Speaking of God, let’s talk about God’s Angel: Floriana.

- Floriana, simple is easy : She went to the Glaad without rings, necklace, earings, purse, phone… Just her, in a blue dress and a pair of high heels,and she is just beautiful. WHAT KIND OF MAGIC IS THAT?

Then :

- How many tattoos does Chyler have?

- Chalet Leah? Ok, so it was April 1 but still: Why Chyler’s name is so hard to spell, write or pronounce? I mean come on !

- Floriana is so shy, she is the cutenest.

- Flo’s hands, tongue, arms, smile, eyes.

- Chyler touching Flo’s arms, dress’s belt… well in fact Chyler couldn’t stop touching Her Lovely Date Floriana.

- The way they look at each other.

- “For us, to be in a relationship…” this line is Gold.

- They are really protective and proud about being Alex and Maggie. They really want Sanvers to be as real as possible.

- Sanvers didn’t win, but to be honest, I’m glad that Malec won. Because well, the two actors are doing a great work, but also because the representation of m/m relationships on tv shows is so poor. M/M relations need to be shown, they exist, they are real.

- The What The Fuck Fact: Chyler and Floriana represented Supergirl last night and of course Sanvers. But, we can all notice that the entire cast and production were radio silence about it (no tweet, no word, nothing). Is there a true honest explanation? or they just don’t care?

- Chyler and Floriana: are natural, gorgeous, real and they care.

Oh and I almost forgot: Floriana Lima’s got a special bodyguard: Leigh. Chyler Leigh.

So here’s the amusing side of this week’s journalist and Oncer-YNB-SwanQueen-Shatner -everything fandom debacle - the part that has half of me face-palming while the other half worries about the effects of bullying on young, vulnerable people:

A journalist is writing a piece on fandom (all kinds of fandoms) to talk about its problematic issues - namely its toxic side that networks etc. would like to pretend doesn’t exist while they monetise fans and exploit the shippy hashtags that fans make. The journalist contacts many people for her piece, and one tiny part of her piece looks at Once Upon a Time. She tweets YNB for a quote (not an interview), asking one simple question: why do you block so many SwanQueen fans?

YNB could have ignored it. Or she could have given a clever reply - something like, “Don’t know about numbers, but when I get tweeted things like this…” and offered a few screenshots (names obscured) of tweets she’s received that aren’t the most polite ones. Because if SwanQueen fans are toxic and abusive to YNB, a journalist’s question about fandom toxicity ought to be a golden opportunity to show that, no?

But YNB does neither. Instead she assumes that the question is loaded against her, when she could assume it’s about how she deals with any SQ toxicity. Instead she explodes on Twitter, spreads lies about the journalist, mobilises the worst bullies from another part of the fandom to her side, tweets Shatner to get him on board, gets Leanne Aguilera involved, targets a gay teenager who didn’t tag her for an old tweet to let loose harrassment on her, and scores a huge own goal. She demonstrates that she is part of the problem that the journalist is exposing.

It’s only going to be a small part of the journalist’s piece, but the Oncer bit is going to be a doozie.

Something to look forward to, Oncers!

Pairing: dean x reader Word count: 1,347 Warnings: language? Fluff? Author: @senselesssamii

I’ve known Dean Winchester my whole life. I’ve watched him take down countless monsters single handedly. Watched him drink, anyone that would challenge him, under the table. Watched him hustle drunk after drunk out of their money,at pool and poker. I’ve seen him patch Sammy and I up like it was nothing. But the part of him that mesmerizes me the most, was his freckles. He didn’t have them his entire life though.

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You bastard! (Captain Boomerang x Reader)

Originally posted by orchid-bud

You sighed, as you watched Deadshot enter the building, in a not-so-silent-and-secretly manner.

Weren’t you supposed to be quiet? You thought to yourself, as the thought of finding more creatures like the one’s earlier made you shudder.

“(Y/N), are you alright?“Harley asked you, as she popped her gum.

"Yeah, yeah, It’s just…I’m afraid one of us will get himself killed if we are not cautious enough"You replied, concern laced in your voice.

"Sure, that’s beautiful"She said, narrowing her eyes "You don’t want to lose your unicorn lover”.

You blushed as you looked at Digger.

Your cell had been beside his and, although you hated his constant shouting, you also enjoyed the times you talked about your past or random topics.

He was a nice guy, after all, c'mon, what villain has a unicorn named Pinky?

At that, you chuckled to yourself, as you made your way in the building.

“Are you coming, (Y/N)?"Chato asked, as he saw you following Harley.

"Nah, I’ll be going with Harley, I hate stairs"You answered, waving him.

Digger watched as you left with Harley and grunted with frustration.

"Why does she have to be so difficult mate” He asked, to one in particular.

“You should talk with her, not with your cocky attitude"Deadshot told him, as he readied one of his many guns.

"Don’t be rude homie, she won’t like it"Added Diablo, patting Digger’s shoulder.

While this conversation was going on, you and Harley were already on the elevator, watching the city, but the sightseeing ended soon, as the creatures from early entered in the elevator.

"Shit!"You shouted, as you punched one of the creatures and attacked with your nunchaku at another.

As the rest of the Squad saw you both fighting, they started running up the stairs, Boomerang leading the way.

But when the elevator doors opened, he saw you both were ok and with no injuries.

"What?"Harley asked, as she made her way into an office. You just smiled and stopped right in front of Digger.

"No comments this time? Are you sick or somethin’?"And continued your way into the office.

The office was dark, with nothing working, and the sound of Harley’s heels were the only thing that disturbed the silence. Suddenly, you were ambushed by more creatures, even though Flag had said this was a secure zone.

"Check the news the next time boy!"You shouted, as you and Digger were cornered in a room with a lot of monsters.

  ”(Y/N)!“Digger shouted, between the commotion"I have to tell ya somethin’”

“Cannot wait?"You shouted back, kicking one creature on the head.

He didn’t seem to hear you, as he proceeded. "I know it’s not a good time now…”

“C'mon, spit it out"You said, starting to get impatient.

As you killed the last creature, he finally spoke.

"I like you (Y/N), and for a while now…"He smiled, showing his golden teeth.

As you smiled back and were about to say to him you returned the feelings, one creature stabbed him in the heart, making him fall down, numb.

Full of rage, you spun around and with your nunchaku you brutally killed, in between sobs, the goddamn creature.

After that, you dropped to your knees and looked at Digger, who had his eyes closed, and was not moving.

"Please Digger, don’t leave me…I…Like you too…And for a while too-You said as you sobbed-So…I goddamn swear to you that if you die I’m kicking your crotch as soon as I see you in the other world!”

At that, Digger’s eyes popped open and opened his jacket, revealing the knife had impaled cash he had stolen.

“Christ, Digger…You scared me bastard!” You shouted, but you were cut by Digger kissing you roughly.

First, you were shocked, to say the least. A mixture of emotions danced inside your heart, as you kissed him back.

As you parted, you looked him in the eyes.

“You couldn’t just have told me another time, couldn’t you?"You chuckled, punching him lightly in the arm.

"It couldn’t wait (Y/N). I’ve waited enough, in fact, since we were cellmates” He said, hugging you and kissing your nose.

“Let’s go big bear, the others are waiting for us” You smiled, taking him by the hand and exiting the others. As you appeared, Diablo and Deadshot patted Digger’s back, while Harley shouted an “About time!”.

“Writer” is the Word: Beverly or Judy and Me

What does it take to call yourself a writer? Sometimes, using this word is a challenge and an act of courage. Writer AT Adlen shares a story about how her young self was first declared an “author” in front of someone rather famous:

When I was in fourth grade, I was told I was going to meet Beverly Cleary. Or was it Judy Blume? Either way, I was going to meet one of them, and I would never be the same from that moment on.

See, I met…one of them, under the pretense that I was a “Young Author”.  This title bewildered me. I had not yet, at that age, had any real interest in writing. I stared at my teacher when she gave me the news, that not only was I a writer, but also that I might meet a famous one.

If the skin on my forehead had not been too young to wrinkle as I scrunched up my little uncertain face, she might have read my hesitation. Nevertheless, I had little control over my destiny back then, so I shrugged and went along with it. 

Of course, I now understand the inherent novelty of being called a “Young Author”. The only obligation was to create what amounted to glorified coloring books. A story from our own imagination, combined with drawings to match said imaginative story. This would be bound with painters tape around a plastic, makeshift hardcover. Two titles, one on the front cover and one on the spine. Finally, a UPC code for looking it up in the library’s card catalog. This meant these horrifically creative masterworks would be accessible to the entire elementary school student body.

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goldfilm  asked:

Hi! I remember you saying something a while ago about The Secret History, where Camilla was like Persephone, and Henry was like Hades, and whether or not Julian was Dionysus. And I was wondering who the others in the Greek Squad would be, in similar comparisons. Sorry if this doesn't make sense, thanks!

no, not at all dear! it actually makes so much sense, since i think donna purposely built up all the tsh characters as symbolic representations of the greek gods, but really much mixed up with so many other classical figures as well? if you’ve studied those subjects, it’s almost impossible not to notice all the hits the author left all around the novel, you know. and then, obviously there are even your own interpretations, as a classicist and/or as a reader, so it’s almost impossible to discern where donna’s intention ends and our personal opinions might begin? so, consider what i’m about to say as my personal interpretation of the matter, even if it’s clearly supported by some kind of obvious intention of the writer, ok? :)

said that, certain comparisons are explicitly written down in the novel, for example the one you already mentioned, henry being hades and camilla being persephone. that is said as a metaphor in the book with those clear words, no hits or allusions. it’s interesting tho, the fact that on the other hand at the very beginning of the novel bunny compares camilla to diana - in other words, artemis. i find this funny and super interesting not just because obviously to any person not completely unfamiliar with greek mythology camilla and charles would immediately be the exact representation of artemis and apollo, but what really intrigued me about this is, i’m quite a “deeper scholar” of ancient greek deities and their philosophies, i’ve read pretty much everything you can read about those subject by now, i did out of passion, and as anyone who has actually studied those matters digging a little more, i’ve come to realise in many fragments and text and poems, artemis and persephone actually were described as the same deity - at some point of the orphic hymns moreover, persephone is first called “artemis” and then a few lines afterwards, demeter even says something like “oh, my poor daughter! you were destined to bear the glorious offspring of apollo and now you are married to that hideous man!”.. does it ring a bell? camilla is first in some kind of relationship with charles and then she falls for henry? who is compared to hades?
anyways, i’ve already written about this and i absolutely don’t wanna bore you with the all hows and whys, but this superimposition of deities on the same figure is a pretty common phenomenon in ancient mythologies and it’s called “syncretism”. the same god could have many names depending on the function he was summoned for. artemis, persephone, selene, hecate - they were in truth just one goddess whom aspects had several names. so it’s super funny and as much as intriguing to me, that in tsh camilla is actually first called “artemis” and then “persephone”, given the fact that she first is with charles and then with henry, respectively apollo and hades. i don’t know if donna tartt was aware of all this and did it on purpose, or if this is merely a coincidence, but it’s totally something i’m really fascinated by and that makes a huge, cosmical sense in my “classicist eyes”? lmao
and i have to say they are oh so bloody perfect for the role? all three of them? camilla being the fragile forest creature who could actually eat you alive anytime, without even blinking; charles being so much apollo he could even be the god himself as far as we might know: charming, handsome, calming, nice, but at the same time violent, anxious, deeply possessive and jealous, his dark side as deep as his ability to enchant others; and henry, well, am i even to explain what makes him a perfect hades? shady, riflessive, lost in his own world, cold intelligence and a total self-made moral, so close to the one a king could have made up to excuse himself anything? superiority/god complex, great leader, but at the same time hunted by his own demons and his own solitude, so much he wanted to find some way to escape his personal “dark kingdom”, his own mind? and he then falls precisely for the said apparently delicate creature that in truth is so much like him it is almost scary when we do find out? do tell me if all those are coincidences, i really don’t think so.

regarding all the others, it is much more difficult to say, tbh? because we are not told something as explicit, you know?
if you already read my other ask, then you know that i’m really sceptical about considering julian being the novel’s personification of dionysus. i kinda see francis much more fitting for that role if i have to name someone, but honestly i don’t actually think dionysus to be among the characters of the novel - he is indeed in the novel, but being himself. in other words, being at the same time everyone and no one at all. that’s the nature of dionysus, his very purpose and i don’t think i could accept any other interpretation, tbh.
also bunny and richard, i don’t think they are the representation of any deity whatsoever in this book. they are respectively the representation of what we are going to call the “non-believer” and the “believer”, so dear to the ancient tradition of the cult of dionysus. i don’t know if you are already aware of this or not, but it’s really a fundamental theme of dionysus’ painful journey to regain his “godhood”, meeting this two symbolical figures wherever he goes. dionysus is the god who died and was reborn, the one god who become human and had to prove his own divinity once again before being allowed to come back to olympus to claim what was his by birthright. so, every single time, in every single myth, the theme is always the same: someone does not think him a god, they disrespect him and his power, trying to kill or imprison him and they always end up slaughtered in the most amazing ways. that’s bunny. bunny who never takes anything seriously, bunny who wouldn’t understand and so that is not invited to the bacchanal, bunny who realises everything and disrespects the holiness of the act, taking the accidental murder as an atrocious act and nothing more than that, bunny that does not see it as the sacred consequence of an even more sacred experience, bunny who blackmails the actual “maenads” of dionysus (that’s what the clique became that night, kind of, in a representative way) and bunny who has to be killed, not just because of the actual modern danger of what he knew, but even because of the moral ancient one - he doesn’t get the divine importance of what happened that night; dionysus himself would have wanted him dead. this is the non-believer’s doom.
the second recurring figure in all the dionysus’ mythology is a poor, usually misunderstood and underestimated human who, while everyone is making fun of this young lad who calls himself a god and wants to punish him for that, they actually believe in dionysus’ godhood and help him achieving his purposes. this is what i called the “believer” and that’s what richard is in tsh. richard doesn’t really fit in the clique and he kinda always sees things from the outside, even in the very end. he’s a man in a land of gods, no matter how badly he wants to become one, he’s well aware he is not, he himself tells us this at the very beginning of the novel. but unlike bunny, his merit is that he just gets it. he gets the beauty of what happened, he gets the higher purpose, he gets the importance of it. richard respects and is deeply fascinated by the all story, so he’s rewarded for it in the end, just as the “believer” is always eventually rewarded in dionysus’ tales. he cannot aspire to become “that high”, “that important”, “that godly”, but he is the best a human being can aspire to be - mixed up with gods’ business, helper of the gods, touched by the gods, accepted by the gods. and that’s no light thing in the end, if we think better about it.. no light thing at all.

and here we arrive at francis, don’t we? francis is the most difficult to frame, he’d always been to me. he can seem many things, but he’s truly none of them at the end of the day. after accurate consideration, the god to whom i feel more comfortable comparing him is hermes, without any doubt. now, hermes is always seen as the playful god of thieves and mischief, apollo’s best friend, never serious, grand in wit, but not that important, am i right? well, in truth hermes is one of the most important gods of all the greek pantheon and i think he fits francis’ character perfectly as hell. first of all, hermes is playful yet always unreachable on the outside, but really complicated and shady on the inside. he’s not just the god who protects commerce and trades, he’s also one of the few phsycopompos deities of all ancient greek mythology, in other words he has the power to freely come and go as he pleases between the different realms of existence, both the living and the dead one - he’s both light and shadow. also, hermes is one of the freest sexual-oriented gods i know (he fathered hermaphroditus), but he kinda always keeps everything for himself? he doesn’t go around showing off as all the other gods. he loves deeply, but there’s always something holding him back, some shadow following him everywhere he goes. he’s also the messenger of the gods, he has the power to create a bound, a real contact between divinity and humanity. that’s so francis, tbh. francis who seem so unreachable, but at the same time so easy going and comfortable with anyone, francis who is probably the only one who actually really bounded with richard (the humanity i was talking about), francis who is never free to completely be himself out of the fear of letting down his “theoretical role” in the society, but at the same time never shows his sorrows on the outside with anyone? he lives constantly divided between two worlds, never having the courage to be fully “a god”, but scared to death to be left alone in the land of the humankind. that’s precisely hermes in my eyes, even if i don’t actually think this was really donna’s intention? who knows. i’ve certainly always seen him in this particular light.

really hope this will make any sense to you? lol if not, i’m so deeply sorry. i tend to be a little too passionate about those subjects, you know!

anonymous asked:

hey hey would u mind sharing what's wrong with fenris's act 3 quest? i felt it was.... weird but i haven't picked up on why beyond that. thank u! love ur blog So Much

Yep I can tell you.

1.  Fenris cannot canonically read until act 2 of DA2, yet Danarius said he knew Fenris couldn’t stay away forever/would contact Varania somehow.  How did he know this?  What was he doing? Watching Fenris learn how to read?  How was Fenris supposed to find his way back to Danarius if he couldn’t read anyway, Danarius’ entire talk is wtf in characterization.

2.  Danarius arrives in Kirkwall on a boat… when according to the map of Thedas, they would have gotten to Kirkwall sooner by wagon.  Also, remember that boat travel in DA’s timeline is very bad, so why would anyone purposely take a boat who isn’t Isabela?

3.  If you give Fenris to Danarius, he leaves by boat, which again…. doesn’t make any sense?

4.  How did Aveline track down Varania?  Why isn’t this explained more when all Hadriana tells you is:  you have a sister.  She doesn’t really give you the detail of said sister or anything.  Fenris doesn’t know his last name, or even his first name like… this seems like way too many plot holes of:  I found your sister Fenris.  HOW did you do that Aveline?!

5.  Why does Varania look nothing like Fenris?

6.  Every single person in Hawke’s party either does nothing or approves of giving Fenris back.  In origins if I dumped blood on the ashes, Leliana was gonna kill me, same with Wynne, but no one in DA2 has a back bone to stand up to Hawke?  Justice doesn’t say anything about Hawke giving Fenris back when he got angry at Anders for owning a cat in DAOA?  This is all really ooc.

It seems like not only was his act 3 personal quest not thought through at all, but it also seems like it was slapped on at the last minute.  It was rushed through, and it’s unfortunate just how badly written it is in canon.

“Sway” (JakexMC Songfic)

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Prompt: “Kitchen” (for ChoicesCreates), based off of the song, “Sway” by Dan + Shay

Summary: Jake wakes up in the middle of the night to find MC rummaging through the fridge. Dancing and a meaningful conversation ensues.

Warnings: Some sexually suggestive themes (nothing graphic, labeling just to be safe), lots of fluffy feels

*AUTHOR’S NOTE* -Hey, y’all! I hope you’re all doing fantastic! I just wanted to say thank you everyone who liked/reblogged/commented on my last fic, “Thinking of You.” It really meant a lot! And I also want to say thank you to those who sent me some sweet words of encouragement yesterday, when I was really feeling down. You guys are the absolute best! Anyway, this will be a 2 part songfic, with the 2nd part posted sometime this weekend. As always, feedback is definitely welcome! Let me know what you like, what you don’t!

As I said last week, thank you  @hollyashton for coming up with ChoicesCreate Carnival! It’s such a blast to do, and I love seeing how creative everyone in this fandom is! I’d also like to thank @choicesmyway for being the host this week!

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They belong to Pixelberry. I just use them for my own creative pleasure. I hope you enjoy!

He knew her side of the bed was empty before he had even opened his eyes. Over the last three years he had gotten used to the feeling of her body against his. He had memorized every curve, every crease, and how they fit against him like pieces of a puzzle. There was once a time he had enjoyed waking up in a bed alone, but now he couldn’t even fathom the thought of not having her head on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around her, her hand trailing over his back subconsciously when he was paralyzed  by a nightmare. To be without her like that would be unnatural.

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I’m sure this happened in @vargrimar‘s fic- Your Body Is a Weapon:

Jamison’s tank top slips off slightly on one side, giving Satya a better view of his tan lines. Satya feels the urge to correct this asymmetry but everytime she looks at him, she gets flustered and looks away. “Why does he have this goofy look on his face???? >:(”

Err Jamison is just having a glazed, happy look on his face. His brain is AFK.

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Tumblr is glitching so you may be receiving multiple submissions from me, sorry about that.

Spring Man:
-Spring Man is his stage name. No one except his close ones knew his real name
-Pinapple on pizza or no pineapple on pizza? Both! He doesn’t discriminate any pizza.
-He was already boxing before he even had ARMS.
-Partly disappointed to have ARMS because when they loosen he cannot show his beefy biceps, which he was very proud of them when performing regular boxing.
-Never disappointed to loose a match.
-Sometimes he finds the name Spring Man stupid, but when he looked at his own ARMS, he’ll remember why he even picked that name.

Ribbon Girl:
-Will randomly sing walking down the street
-When she’s not wearing her mask on stage, she usually does little makeup.
-Do you have any idea how many bottles of hair gel does it take to make the ribbon like hair…
-Before she had ribbon ARMS, she was a pop singer. Even with ARMS she occasionally perform in concerts, but music is no longer her main focus.
-Really wants to hang out with the rest of the female fighters, but Min Min and Mechanica are so close together she could not find a spot to fit in, and Twintelle is just too busy.

-His entire family are ninjas, that’s why he was even a ninja in the first place.
-Too outgoing to keep himself hidden as a ninja
-His chain ARMS are indeed heavier than regular arms he used to have… doesn’t stop him from being quick though.
-Mainly inspired by Spring Man
-When he graduates from school he will become a full time ARMS fighter.

Master Mummy:
-Was a loving father and a strong boxer while he was still alive
-Doesn’t remember how he died, but he doesn’t care.
-Does not have ARMS while he was alive
-Wraps bandages around his head because decaying underground means he’s now bald… and he doesn’t like to be bald
-Doesn’t need to eat or sleep, but he still needs water and air.

-Still dreams of having real ARMS
-Only spent a few months to make her Mech suit and is very proud of her work.
-She is not afraid to tell people her real name, which is Veronica.
-Is very, VERY close to Min Min.
-Despite fighting in a Mech suit, she still does training. Doesn’t mean they are as intense as most fighters.

Min Min (oh look I made her the most headcannons):
-Despite not publicly telling everyone her real name, people knew her name because when she’s helping out in her family’s ramen shop, her family memebers call her by her real name, Ming Long (明龍). No one knew what her surname is, though.
-Usually acts with a calm mind… except the day she got her ARMS of course.
-Outside of battles, her dragon ARM can be summoned on purpose, but by accident is summoned when she feels extreme spikes of emotions.
-Aside from her left ARM, the left side of her face, shoulder and waist will also be covered in scales once the dragon ARM was summoned. Luckily her clothes and mask gpt them covered up.
-Her hand will also grow claws when her dragon ARM was summoned.
-She constantly mentions ramen whenever she’s on stage, probably for promotion purposes. But little people knew what she’s saying because she spoke them in Chinese.
-Used to make a promise with Mechanica as kids to join the league together, but since Mechanica never grew ARMS she lost her patience and gave up, signing up all by herself.
-Wants to get a dragon tattoo but her family doesn’t allow her to do so.

Helix/DNA Man:
-Can’t talk, so it tries to communicate with monkey like howls
-Have no eyes, so visors are given to it to express emotions better
-Able to slip through grates and vents
-Doesn’t actually needs food, water, rest or even air, but he eats and sleeps anyway just for fun.
-Outside of battles it stays in the lab most of the time, but will sneak out and hang out with other fighters.

Kid Cobra:
-Edgy. One word, edgy.
-Has five pet snakes at home
-Screams for happiness for five straight days when he woke up with ARMS that resembles snakes
-Has a deep and mature voice, but is actually just 17 years old.
-Is a popular live streamer, and joined ARMS to expand his career
-Hides his face to make him “look more mysterious” when everyone actually knew how he looked like

Byte and Barq:
-Fights more than they do patrol work
-Manufactured by ARMS laboratory as dual purposed robots
-Their AI are not made to interact with people, but they do have a mind on their own.
-Barq needs a lot of maintenance.
-Byte is made first before Barq, who is made to accompany Byte.

-Sassy and fab, no doubt
-It’s only been a year since she had her hair ARMS
-Researchers went crazy when they saw her hair ARMS. ARMS? On hair? How does that even work?!
-Only person who does not need to do much training for the competition
-Chills and drinks tea~

Perierat et inventus est

Bucky x Steve x reader/OC? 


Notes: angst, fluff, smut, violence, torture/conditioning. 

A/N: This is the introduction of what I feel like will be a long one. I have so many ideas flooding my brain with this, but not yet the words to describe them. I’m still not sure if it’s gonna be xreader or OC, but we’ll just have to see how it plays out. Be warned, there’s gonna be a lot of pain and heartache, but also a lot of fluff and smut of course. The POV alternates from Bucky’s to third person, shaking it up a bit. 

There’s something to say about getting attention whenever you walk out the door. Whether it’s the good kind of attention or not. In my case, it’s the good kind, thankfully. This isn’t arrogance, I’m not conceited or stuck up, but I must admit, I enjoy the stares and the smiles and the flailing once I pass by. Pheromone levels fly through the roof when I walk down a crowded street and I’d be lying if it didn’t give my testosterone a good boost. Omega’s blatantly stop and stare and some even whimper when I come too close. As much as I enjoy feeling like the Alpha of all Alpha’s, knowing others stare at me furiously when trying to get the attention of an Omega they’ve set their eyes on, I’m not interested in them. 

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