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Training With and Dating Alex Danvers Would Include...

Requested by anon: Training with Alex and like at the same time dating if you know what I mean?

  • Just because you’re dating Alex doesn’t mean that she’ll go easy on you
  • Really intense fight sessions between you two because you’re both equally skilled
  • Alex thinks you look ridiculously hot when you’re fighting
  • She loves training with you because she can pin you down
  • Knife throwing with each other
  • While training she’ll use any excuse to get into your personal space (not that you’re complaining in the slightest)
  • Teaching each other new techniques to use
  • Doing yoga afterwards
    • She’ll say she hates it but in reality she’ll use any excuse to spend more time with you
  • Alex already has a reputation of being a badass and watching her train only confirms what you’ve heard
  • Giving each other words of encouragement during training
  • Knowing that you have the most badass agent and girlfriend by your side

Voltron Ghost Adventures AU where all five of them are just a mess of clunky camera gear and nerves and they constantly have the weirdest experiences as they stumble into haunted houses just hoping for the best

  • “Pidge, you brought the night vision goggles right???” “No, you said grab provisions. I got some Skittles and a Twinkie. Why, do you want the Twinkie?” “Pidge, you had one job.”
  • For some reason, spirits in almost every single house grab Lance’s ass and no one can figure out why
  • “Jesus, Hunk, take me to dinner first” “Lance, I’m across the hall” “Ohhhh my gooooood GUUUYS A SPIRIT JUST GRABBED MY ASS”
  • Shiro always gets things thrown at him. like, every single time. It’s where he’s gotten most of his scars because they’ll be walking into a kitchen and a chair will come skrrrrting around the corner and fly at his face
    • “But why is it always me?” “Probably because you’re so offensively good-looking” 
  • If there’s a scary doll in the house, it will find Keith. It always does.
    • *somewhere, Keith shrieks* “haha guess you could call Keith a chick magnet” “Lance, I hope a spirit pushes you down the stairs just because you said that stupid pun” “Y’know, Pidge, you’re always so sweet to me”
  • Hunk screams at any movement or creak in the house, every single time
  • Pidge gets into the habit of talking with the spirits like they’re her best friends and ignores imminent danger because she just explains it as them having a nice conversation
    • “Hunk, put me down, I’m fine, Charlene just wants to point me to where her body is” “PIDGE, THERE IS A KNIFE FLYING TOWARDS YOUR FACE I DON’T THINK SHE CARES IF YOU FIND HER BODY”
  • Most of the time, they just end up recording them creeping around abandoned shacks really carefully
  • Hunk always uses too much zoom so when he and Lance are exploring the west side of a mansion and Lance turns around and whispers “did you hear that”, all that Hunk sees on his night vision camera is Lance’s huge glowy eyes and his gigantic nostrils
  • At least once a week, they get locked in the basement of wherever they’re exploring and it always becomes a situation of life or death for them to escape yet they forget to plan for how to prevent it for the next time

THIS

IS KEITH’S TWIN SISTER.

I already wrote a post on this but MORE EVIDENCE:

Besides her human-like features, their facial similarities, and how fucking AWESOME it would be, we’ve actually already met her before.

Remember this? Yeah, Keef met a mysterious Galra that he fought alongside but who ultimately betrayed him

LET’S TAKE A CLOSER LOOK SHALL WE

HMMMMMMM

HMMMMMMMMMMM

HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

The uniform is EXACTLY the same and given the body shape + coloring, she can’t be the two ladies on the left. So she’s either Galra warrior of the right BUT hooded Galra lady’s weapon seems v different from that small gun (either a sword or a staff or a long sniper gun???) PLUS A LITTLE SMALL DETAIL: Both mysterious Weblum Galra and human-like Galra lady have a touch of orange on their collar.

SO THAT MYSTERIOUS GALRA WAS DEFINITELY GOTH AZULA SO IT’S CLEAR SHE HAS SOME RELATION TO KEITH BECAUSE WHY ELSE WOULD THEY WRITE THAT SCENE??

And given that she was trapped in this uniform, she was already working for Lotor. Keith’s mom is a known associate of the Blade of Marinade so she couldn’t be working for Lotor unless some dramatic af shit went down and changed her loyalties OR she’s in deep cover. But I still think she’s too young and too human looking to be Keef’s mom.

YOU KNOW WHAT EXPLANATION WORKS?

Cowboy Bebop and his furry alien wife have twins. They separate those twins at birth because they take after different parents (lookswise). Keef’s dad abandons him for some unknown reason and maybe Keef’s mom does the same with her daughter?? (Too risky to have a child with the Blade??) Her daughter grows up bullied for her half-human heritage and when another group of half-Galra soldiers come to recruit her, including this charismatic prince, she joins without a second thought., either strongly believing in the mission or not really caring what the mission was just happy to have a place to belong. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS.

CUE GENERAL VS. PALADIN FIGHT

CUE FIGHT SCENE BETWEEN THE TWINS

CUE KEEF TAKING OUT HIS KNIFE AFTER HIS BAYARD GETS KNOCKED AWAY

CUE HER BEING LIKE WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT BECAUSE SHE HAS A SIMILAR KNIFE

CUE THEM BEING OVERJOYED AT HAVING FAMILY (WE’RE ALL MADE UP OF THE SAME FUCKING COSMIC DUST) AND THEN GETTING ALL SAD BECAUSE THEY’RE ON DIFFERENT SIDES AND TECHNICALLY HAVE TO KILL EACH OTHER

CUE HER TRYING TO CONVINCE KEEF TO JOIN THEM AND VICE VERSA

CUE THEM BEING LIKE “DID I JOIN THE RIGHT SIDE??” AND HAVING INTERNAL CONFLICT

CUE THEM UNABLE TO FIGHT EACH OTHER (OR BEING ANGRY AT EACH OTHER AND FIGHTING EXXXTRA HARD TO PROVE THEY CAN)

CUE KEEF BEING LIKE SHES NOT MY SISTER. SHIRO WAS MORE MY REAL FAMILY THAN THIS RANDOM STRANGER FUCK THIS

CUE HIM GETTING ALL DEPRESSED CAUSE HIS FAMILY IS A SHITSHOW

(cue Lance comforting him and telling him it’s great her found his sister because having siblings is great oh wait this is my own self-indulgent fantasy)

and when they finally do make up and become real siblings, can you imagine them being like “so what was mom/dad like??” and the other being like “…well i don’t really know” CUE MY TEARS

gOD THIS IS GOING TO BE SO HEART WRENCHING IM ALL FOR IT. GIVE ME KEEF’S GALRA TWIN SISTER. GIVE ME GALRA LEIA. I NEED IT.

Things that didn’t get enough appreciation in Thor ragnarok

MAJOR MAJOR SPOILERS!

All kinda out of order and crazy so sorry for the disorganization. Masterlist    Prompt List    Request Here

Asgard under Loki’s rule has a heavy emphasis on the arts

Thor giving Loki a warning before making him reveal himself

Loki’s oh shit

Loki dropping Odin off at a nursing home. (He could have dropped him off literally anywhere else, but Loki chose a nursing home.)

Loki’s expression when Odin greets him and Thor as “My sons.” (because thats probably the first time in decades Odin has called Loki his son, or presented him as Thor’s equal)

Dr. Strange letting Loki fall for 30 min instead of putting him in an inexcapable room or something

Loki calling Dr. Strange a second class sorcerer 

The fact that Valkyrie probably created her amazing robot by herself, because it doesn’t look anything like the Grandmaster would have.

Loki getting to sit on the Grandmaster’s private couch when no one else could

THE GRANDMASTER IS THE COLLECTORS BROTHER (I saw this in a youtube vid where Jeff Goldblum mentioned that. I just think its notable how the king of a place where all LOST THINGS end up, is the brother of THE COLLECTOR)

Hulk being able to talk in hulk form

Valkyrie being an absolute drunk instead of a cute flirty drunk

Her and Hulk’s friendship (Almost like brother and sister relationship)

Bruce recognized Tony’s clothes even though Thor just shoved them into his chest. 

Thor and Jane broke up apparently? (TBH Im not upset about it. Thor was never there and when he was it was because she was in danger and he felt like he had to help her)

Thor wanting to be a Valkyrie until he learned that he couldn’t be. But even after, he still admires and respects them. (Proves that Thor is a true feminist) 

ROMANCE DOES NOT DRIVE THE MOVIE

“There better be cupholders on it” 

Thor constantly throwing objects at Loki to make sure he’s really there

The whole scene where Thor and Valkyrie are fighting in mid air on top of the ships. 

The entire snake bit and Loki smiling fondly at the memory VALYKYRIE WINNING IN A FIGHT AGAINST LOKI AND HIM STILL RESPECTING HER

LOKI STABBED THOR AT AGE 8 AND THEY THEY BOTH WERE FINE?!

Loki choosing to come back even after Thor electrocuted him and left him in the Garndmaster’s vault. (Thor gave Loki every opportunity to turn his back on him, but still trusted him enough to grab the crown and put it into the eternal flame.)

Thor 100% agrees that Hela is the rightful ruler of Asgard, butttttttt she’s to violent so he knows she can’t be queen.

VALKYRIE BEING BI SEXUAL

NO ONE CALLED HELA A BITCH FOR BEING AN ASSERTIVE POWERFUL WOMAN WITH AMBITION AND DETERMINATION. NO ONE! 

Loki getting the redemption arc he deserved

Thor and Loki getting to be brothers from the first time we’ve seen and actually fight by each other’s side 

Thor being proud of Loki for coming back to Asgard

Loki being proud of Thor for harnessing his lightning powers. 

There is not a single butt or boob shot of Valkyire, or any shot that paints her in a sexual light. 

The fact that when she’s threatening Thor with a knife and he pushes it away, she brings it back up and he doesn’t try to push it away again. (HE RESPECTS HER ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND THAT SHE IS GOING TO MAKE SURE THAT KNIFE IS THERE AND HE BETTER GET USED TO IT NOW)

Loki noticing how insecure Thor is with his eye patch and immediately putting Thor at ease by saying it suits him. (Not only does it look good, but it suits his personality)

How similar Odin and Thor look now (what are you trying to say Marvel)

The wink the grandmaster gives Loki when he mentions his age and Thors confused look. (The fact that Loki is more like “whelp now you know Thor” than embarrassed or upset.) 

Odin probably being the worst father in history. Couldn’t parent 1 of 3 kids right

IM HERE!

I know I have more but I just can’t think of them right now so here you go! 

Okay, quick answers to the most asked questions:

Rythian is a human boy who was taken by Endermen back to The End many years ago. There he was raised to learn how to use Endermagic and groomed to become the general/warlord in a future invasion of the Brightlands (the “normal” world).

When he was still very young he despaired at how different he looked to all the other Endermen so he took a knife and cut the sides of his cheeks open so would be able to have the wide mouth and angular jaw of an Enderman. He healed eventually but it left horrifying scars which he is ashamed of to this day. Hence the mask.

He eventually left The End behind and broke free from the Queen’s leadership and wandered the Brightlands. He met some friends, and met Zoey.

The way the story was going, they were going to discover Zoey’s origin in the Twilight Forest - she was the mushroom princess, rightful ruler of the Realm of Twilight. The original nuking of the original server made her lose her memory. With her gone, the barriers between worlds were fading, and Endermen managed to invade there as well, despite measures to stop that from happening (such as a realm-wide aura to stop their magic from working).

After restoring Zoey’s memory and “fixing” the realm, they were going to go back to the original place where the portal to the End was created (by Rythian’s scientist parents many years ago), go through, fight the Enderdragon (Queen of the End, aka The Princess from the short story) and win. More or less live happily ever after.

It all sounds a bit silly and dry when briefly summed up like this, but at least there’s some answers. I hope that satisfied a little bit at least. :)

fourth of july: fahc edition

(bc i’m slightly tipsy and there’s already ppl shooting fireworks outside)
(under a read more bc i have no control  and must be stopped)

jack

  • wears bright red lipstick and blue eyeshadow bc she’s feelin p a t r i o ti c
  • is in charge of the food
  • her apron says “quit bitchin’ in my kitchen”
  • actually the kitchen is strictly off-limits while she’s cooking get the fuck outta here
  • seriously one time she threw a knife at ryan’s head when he tried to grab a potato chip
  • goes all out for the fourth of july y’all. we’re talking buttery corn on the cob, fresh guac, fried green tomatoes, salted watermelon, mac n cheese, apple pie mmmmMMMMM
  • follows an old patillo family recipe to make the best goddamn potato salad this side of the mississippi river holy shit like,,, it’s so fucking good god bless the patillos
  • uses a secret ingredient in her potato salad that she’ll take to her grave don’t even bother asking buddy she’ll laugh in your face
  • (jeremy thinks it’s white wine)
  • (gavin thinks its cocaine)

geoff

  • wears leather sandals and american flag-printed board shorts why geoffrey why
  • is in charge of drinks
  • obviously
  • imports single malt whisky straight from scotland
  • then steals 2 dozen crates of bud light from the 24/7 supermarket down the street
  • geoff there’s literally only 15 people at this party do you really need 10 bottles of tequila
  • likes making mixed drinks for people who didn’t order them
  • his “signature drink” is called The Firecracker™
  • everyone’s pretty sure it’s just fireball and actual gasoline
  • always ends up ranting about how fucked up the american founding fathers were
  • “guys thomas jefferson was such a dick i fucking hate that dude”
  • “we know geoff”

ryan

  • shifts into Ultimate Dad Mode™ on the fourth of july bless his heart
  • unironically wears USA t-shirts from old navy and a backwards baseball cap
  • it makes him look * c o o l *
  • is in charge of the grill
  • looks way too comfortable using a meat cleaver and a butcher knife
  • ryan that’s just *beef* in those burgers right?
  • has an AK-47 strapped to his back just in case they come
  • “just in case who comes?”
  • “they”
  • likes to sing 80’s rock music while grilling 
  • there’s a video of him belting jessie’s girl into his spatula
  • ryan is not aware of this video
  • it’s saved on jack’s laptop (encrypted and password protected)

jeremy

  • is in charge of the music
  • turns into the biggest Dudebro™ on the fourth
  • yells ‘merica before doing anything
  • uses red white n blue spray-on hair color and completely fucks up the bathroom sink with it
  • his playlist is called “'freedom muthafukaaaas”
  • songs include: bruce springsteen’s “born to run”, warrant’s “cherry pie”, ELO’s “mr. blue sky” and abba’s “dancing queen”
  • insists on being called DJ rimmy tim for the whole day
  • keeps trying to get people to play pool volleyball with him
  • drinks anything geoff puts in front of him
  • he and jack end up trying to parachute from the cargobob into the pool
  • “jerEMY NO”

michael

  • is in charge of the fireworks
  • doesn’t buy fireworks tho are you kidding me fuck that this isn’t amateur hour sON
  • spends all of april/may developing homemade fireworks with trevor and matt
  • has almost lost multiple fingers while testing their creations
  • also nearly blinded himself while trying to modify a bottle rocket
  • tbh this is the most dangerous thing he does all year and he’s a Professional Criminal for a living
  • created a firework that explodes in bright red brocades and makes the air smell like roses
  • he calls it “the lindsay”
  • every year there’s an illegal massive fireworks show on mt. haan that gets set up anonymously and is electronically detonated
  • everyone knows its the fakes but literally every person in town comes out to watch it and it’s basically a los santos tradition so the LSPD are like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 
  • they get a tupperware of potato salad for their troubles
  • (it’s the best goddamn potato salad they’ve ever had)

gavin

  • likes to remind everyone that’s he’s british and that he’s offended by their patriotism
  • “congrats on your bad healthcare and shite chocolate”
  • paints a lil british flag on his cheek bc fuck u guys
  • but then #brexit rip
  • has the most insane shit delivered to the penthouse for Funsies™
  • last year it was a massive bouncy castle that blocked off the whole street
  • the year before he brought five thousand water ballons filled with ice, blood, flour, and some weird goo he somehow smuggled in from china
  • jeremy almost had to go to the hospital
  • geoff was not a fan
  • literally no one has a clue what gavin has planned for this year and they’re not sure if they should be terrified or excited
  • (it’s actually a lads vs gents nerf battle with tranquilizer-loaded darts)
  • (geoff will not be a fan)

the fakes

  • just bc it’s a national holiday doesn’t mean they’re not heisting
  • jack wears his gaudiest hawaiian print
  • ryan switches his black face paint for blue (sometimes he’ll even add stars)
  • the lads load up on homemade grenades and bombs that sparkle and whizz as they detonate
  • they hit every major bank and big business within the city limits as the los santos sky explodes with color
  • on july 5th, planned parenthood, greenpeace, the national immigration law center, the trevor project, the ACLU and countless other NGOs get their annual summer donation - always impressive, always anonymous
  • bc the fakes know that they’re country is no longer truly the land of the free
  • and they may be criminals but goddamnit they’ll do their best to fix it
  • bc who better than america’s most wanted can give america what it needs the most?
clueless

Summary: Scary movies lead to protective cuddles leads to… you and Bucky?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1,459

A/N: Here is my super late submission for my beloved Foster’s[ @lady-thor-foster ] Halloween challenge! Hope you all enjoy! | masterlist

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So I’ve always suspected Padme originally had a bigger role in Revenge of the Sith than what ended up in the final product. Knowing what it is now though? 

I’m mad as hell that it was cut. 

-She has a prominent role in the formation of the Rebellion. Not just a single deleted scene, but multiple, regular meetings with Bail Organa and Mon Mothma. Seeing Padme start the Rebellion that her children eventually lead to victory? F**king awesome. The greater ties in personality and action between Leia and Padme would’ve been appreciated too. 

-Padme suspects Anakin of going to the dark side throughout the movie. Padme with her natural intuition, instead of just being a whining plot device? Yes please. 

-Padme goes to Mustafar with a knife with the intention to use it on Anakin. She loves him but she sees what he’s become and makes the hard decision to (try to) kill him for the greater good of the galaxy. Anakin doesn’t force choke her out of paranoia but a semi-more-tangible sense of betrayal. It increases the significance of Anakin being redeemed by Padme’s son later on and enhances the themes of family and legacy within the Skywalker saga. Most importantly, Padme doesn’t just die from a broken heart. She still dies, because she kind of had to from a storytelling standpoint, but not for an incredibly weak reason. 

Anyway, Padme deserved better. Like in general, but in particular she deserved better in Revenge of the Sith.

My Game Of Thrones fan script
  • Styve, a young apprentice candlemaker: Hello, I'm here to start the first day of my apprenticeship?
  • [Styve is grabbed by Daiv, also known as The Lamp, also known as The Dreadlord Of Ostlebain, a 7-foot-tall mute who jumps out of the shadows. Tymme, the 80-year-old master candlemaker, appears from the side and puts a knife to Styve's throat.]
  • Tymme, whose wikipedia page is longer than that of some presidents: Why d'ye want to be a candlemaker, boy?
  • Styve, who has a talking falcon in the books but not in this: Because I saw my father torture my mother to death by pouring candlewax into her eyes until her head melted, and all I want is revenge.
  • Tymme: It's a hard life, boy. You'll never marry or own land. We cut three fingers off each hand so you make the wicks thinner. Every candlemaker must drown fifty puppies. It's been this way since Milfbred Of The Black Hammock, also known as The Green Wall, also known as The Knight Of The Seven Roosters, made the first candlemakers guild ten thousand years ago, and there hasn't been any progress since.
  • Styve: I promise I'll do anything as long as I get my revenge on my father who would be the same age as your estranged son who ran away a year before I was born.
  • [Tymme nods to Daiv, who is called The Bloody Clitoris in the books but the producers thought that was too much, and he drops Styve to the floor.]
  • Tymme: Making a candle ain't like squeezing a whore's tits, lad. It's a long road. Most die or are sexually assaulted. It's a deeply, deeply unpleasant job.
  • Styve, who dies very soon: I'm ready.
  • Tymme, who it should be mentioned had his dick cut off by a fairy: It begins.
  • [Smash cut to credits.]
6

A searing pain sliced through Cinder’s side. She collapsed onto her hands and knees. Flopping onto her back, she pushed herself away, one hand pressed against the wound. Thorne stood over her, gripping the knife. Cress was dangling from his arm in an attempt to pull him away, but he was too strong and she was trying to keep one hand on her stomach wound. Her entire front was already covered in blood.

“I’m sorry,” Thorne sobbed. All signs of his usual confidence were gone. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry—”

i have found some sketches from last winter, soo……… here’s another comic

This time it’s the last round, the Thorne/Levana VS Cinder/Cress battle from Winter. 

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Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - nope. Send in request! All types relating to Descendants are allowed!

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – Harry Hook’s girlfriend, (Y/N) is kidnapped by someone on the Isle and Harry isn’t too pleased with it

Warning(s) - kidnapping, violence, swearing, fluff at the end

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Save You

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A/N : Hello~! Sorry it took me so long to post another imagine, I was in a writer’s rut. But besides that how many of you guys saw the IT remake yet? I just watched it now too long along and let me tell you, it was goood. I liked it so much, I’m writing an imagine for it haha xD so in a way it inspired me 

- How Y/N began to be friends with Bill and the loser’s club. (A little background/prequel to the imagine I have planned.)- 

Word Count : 1583


The sudden chorus of rattling lockers near you caught you off guard as you were putting some books away.

“Hey there B-B-Bill, still looking for your dead brother?” You heard and without needing to look, you already knew who it was.

Henry Bowers and his goons were harassing Bill Denbrough again but by the looks of it, Bill wasn’t going to take it sitting down this time. 

“F-Fuck you, H-Henry.” Bill snapped before pushing the bully back with all the strength he could muster up, obviously angry at the mention of his brother. 

Henry stumbled back into Belch and Victor while Patrick slugged Bill into the stomach, making him hunch over in pain. The older boy then forced the boy’s back into the lockers again, the locks probably digging into his back. As if they were on autopilot, Belch and Victor reached out to grab hold on to Bill’s arms to hold him still while Patrick stepped to the side to let Henry through. With a sinister smile plastered on his face, Henry stepped closer to Bill. 

“And what if I don’t? You gonna make me disappear like Georgie?” You heard the other three idiots laugh but there was nothing funny about it. You quickly glanced up and down the hallway, trying to see if there was an adult near by that could stop all of this before it got out of hand but unfortunately there was no one. School was out for at least an hour now so you didn’t know why you even got your hopes up in the first place. “How about you join him, B-B-Bill?”

You heard a swift click slice through the air that made you bring your attention back to the boys.

Bill’s face visibly paled as the gleam of Henry’s knife caught his eyes.
Henry seemed to want to go even farther than usual but you’ve had enough. He crossed the line the moment he even decided to bully people but the moment Georgie’s name left his lips and he took out his knife, he was taking it way too far. 

You hastily closed your book bag and threw it at Henry’s head, mentally thanking your dad for trying to teach you how to throw a baseball the other summer. It must have been your lucky day because your throw was spot on and it hit him square in the face. 

Finding your courage you then grabbed the largest book in your locker and rushed over to Victor and Belch. Cracking Victor over the head before throwing the book itself at Belch, you tried to grab Bill’s hand and make your great escape but before, you could you felt a hand weave into your ponytail. Henry harshly yanked you back while your hands instantly reached up to pry his fingers out of your hair. 

Hissing from the pain, you had no other choice but to follow the pull back and soon you found yourself face to face with Henry Bowers himself. 

“H-Hey, let her go!” Bill lunged forward but Victor shoved him back. 

“I don’t think I will!” Henry screamed, shaking your head back and forth vigorously with every word. “I don’t think I will.” He said again in a calmer demeanor, the evil glint in his eyes making you uneasy. “I think Y/N deserves to be taught a lesson, don’t you think boys?” Henry traced the dull side of the knife along your cheek before pausing at the junction where your jaw and your ear met. He leaned closer to you, whispering in your ear. “This is what you get for not minding your own business.”

Having had enough of his bullshit tough guy act, you let your mouth run wild and free, not entirely caring about the repercussions at the moment.

“It’s kind of hard to mind my own god damn business when your ugly ass mullet is in everyone’s face don’t you think, Bowers? Now let me go!” You thrashed and kicked against his hold, even scratching at his hands if it’d loosen up just a little bit. 

“L-L-Let her go, H-Henry!” Bill struggled against Victor but had no luck of getting free.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you Bill?” He laughed as he pushed the tip of the blade against your skin, breaking the surface right underneath your eye. You closed your eyes, afraid to see what he was doing to you. He leisurely pushed the blade across your skin, milliliter by milliliter. 

“Stop!” You heard Bill scream but Henry seemed to be too focused on you to care. 

“Henry…” Victor mumbled loosening up his grip on Bill, looking unsure about the whole situation. 

“What!” Henry turned his attention away from you to glare at the other boy. You took the opportunity to snatch the knife out of his hands and cut yourself free. A few strands of your once long hair flowing down to the floor while the rest stayed clenched in Henry’s hand. Scrambling to your feet, you hurried to grab hold of Bill’s hand before practically dragging him down the hall with Bowers and his goons in hot pursuit. You’d get your bag some other time, maybe when your possibilities of dying weren’t so high.

“Get back here!” The two of you heard them yell after you. 

Using your shoulder, you rammed into the school doors, pushing them open. The harsh sunlight momentarily blinding you. Looking behind you, you made sure to look Henry in the eyes before chucking his knife into the bushes as far as you can. 

“Have fun finding that, fucker!” You threw him the bird, watching as he visibly turned an unhealthy shade of red. Tugging Bill in the other direction, the two of you hurried out of their sight.


You and Bill ran all the way back to his house.

“I-I think we’re safe now.” You panted as you leaned on the wooden rails on Bill’s porch, out of breathe. 

“Y-Yeah…” Bill nodded. He wasn’t as out of breathe as you were but you figured that was because he had more stamina than you did from all the biking he did with his friends. The two of you took a few more minutes to recollect yourselves before Bill spoke up again. “I-I-I’m sorry ab-bout your hair.” 

Looking down to the unfamiliar sight of loose chucks of hair sprawled around your shoulder, it finally hit you what happened. Slowly reaching up to touch the bunt cut, you held a plank expression on your face. 

To be honest, it scared Bill how quiet you were. He’s heard how important a girl’s hair was to them and he felt bad that it got cut because of him. 

Taking a deep breath, you tried to smile as you held back tears. “It’s ok! Its just hair plus I’ve been meaning to cut it away.” You waved him off as to not worry him. “What about you though? You ok?” You leaned toward him, examining his face for bruises or cuts.

Bill was taken back by your sudden closeness and quickly averted his eyes to look somewhere else. He did note how pretty you were before looking away though. “I-I’m fine.” 

“That’s good!” You pulled back with a smile on your face, pleased that he wasn’t hurting anywhere. You felt an itchy feeling on your arm and turned to see what it was when you felt something push a strand of hair behind your ear. Looking back up, you met eyes with Bill. 

“H-H-How about y-you? You ok?” Once your eyes met and the tuft of hair was neatly tucked behind your ear, Bill retracted his hand back to his side. 

You could feel the light blush on your cheeks as you smiled at him. “Just peachy.”

He smiled right back at you before pulling a little bit of his flannel’s sleeve down and wiping the blood from your cheek. 

“Thanks.” You said quietly, your cheeks turning a darker shade of red.

“N-No problem.”

Not wanting to stay too long and make the moment awkward, you decided to was time to head home. 

”I’ll see you around, Bill.” You smiled before moving to step off the porch, already thinking of ways to explain your hair to your mother. 

“W-Wait Y/N!” You made it as far as the front lawn when Bill called back to you. “Can I-I walk you home?” He stammered. 

“I’d like that.” And like the gentleman he was, Bill walked you safely back to your house and later that evening your book bag and books were mysteriously returned back to you.

Needless to say, that was the day you developed a crush on Bill Denbrough.


- To Be Continued. - 

Part 2 Part 3

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anonymous asked:

Imagine aliens reaction to a human literally laughing in the face of danger. Just, GIANT SPACE MONSTER THING and all the human does is laugh while it loads its rifle. Band of space pirates and one is asking for the human as a bride because of reasons, "pfft, no."

Yussep had faced many dangers. The Falls of Chaos, the race of creatures known only as Devourers. Each time he had barely escaped with his life. But nothing–NOTHING– scared him more than humans. Yussep and Mari had been travelling together on this hell planet for almost two years, long after his species invasion had ended. Poorly. The earth had all but destroyed their entire fleet, so they’d retreated, leaving Yussep alone. Mari had always been scary, but this…. now she was downright terrifying.

She had faced a Many Faced Night Crawler, from a planet no ship could get near. The Night Crawlers were the ultimate killing machines. Fast, strong, AND smart. The ultimate combo. So when a legion had landed on Earth, Yussep prepared to say goodbye to his new home. He and Mari had been passing by chance when the fleet had landed. He’d tried to warn her, tried to drag her away. Over their time together he had grown bonded with her. But Mari wrenched her arm from his grasp. When she spoke it was little more than a feral growl.

“They picked the wrong planet. I am done with these damn aliens always invading my damn planet. ” she stormed towards the fleet, looking impossibly tiny agaisnt their war ships, her dark skin barely registering againt the midnight black hull. Yussep quietly mourned his friend as he followed behind, his brain screaming at him to run, to do the logical thing as he always had. But compared to the night crawlers, Mari was a kitten.

And she had just walked into a wolf pack.

He couldnt leave her. Not now. He would die by her side. Together to the end, just like he promised. He winced as the mighty black doors opened with a hiss. But Mari planted herself in front of them, hands on her hips, staring up defiantly as the first night crawler set foot on the Earth.

He’s never seen one so close. They were huge. Towering nearly 12 feet above Mari, their skin was living shadow. Not just dark, as he had been lead to believe. These creatures were MADE of shadows, swirling together, whispering, stretching out in dangerous vines. Blood red eyes glowed like xarax engines. Dear stars. They would not survive this. Not even Mari. The beast lowered its head, taking in Mari’s stubborn form. She lifted her head, taking a deep breath as she shouted,

“FUCK OFF, THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING!!” The beast cocked its head, its face splitting apart to reveal rows of jagged teeth, razor sharp, perfect for shredding soft flesh. They were so, sooo dead. Mari took one look at those teeth…and laughed. She threw her head back and howled into the sky.

“ it’s like a frickin cheese grater!”

Mari switched from terrifying, to horrifying.

Without another word, still laughing, Mari launched herself towards the beasts lowered head. She grasped it firmly by its hearing appendeges, drawing her knife from her side.

“Ha! Too late for you, pal,” she raked her blade across its exposed throat in one smooth movement, fury blazing in her eyes. The beast fell and melted into shadows that sunk into the ground. Mari turned and bared her teeth at the fleet. Yussep could only watch as Mari raised her arms in triumph, in challenge.

And the undefeatable Night crawler fleet promptly took to the skies, fleeing as quickly as they dared. Mari watched them go before turning to Yussep with blood splattered on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Seems they were smarter than you idiots,”

Yussep couldnt agree more.

Mafia!Got7 when they think your dead but your just going shopping/ maknae line

Got7 as Mafia members when they can’t find you and think your dead, but your actually just going shopping.

requested ~~


Youngjae:

Finally you had time to buy a new dress! Youngjae and you were planning a big party with his gang and since you wanted to didn’t seem to find a nice dress in your closet, you were now at the shopping mall. It didn’t take long and you found a beautiful, dark blue dress that was exactly your taste. You smiled and walked to the changing room, satisfied that you found something so fast. You tried it on and looked at yourself in the mirror. It didn’t look to bad, hopefully Youngjae would like it too.

You decided to take a picture of the dress and send it to him, so you searched for your phone and unlocked it. But instead of opening the camera you noticed that you had about 5 missed calls. All of them from your boyfriend Youngjae. Suddenly you sighed: You had forgotten to tell him that you were going out. You quickly called him back and he picked up quite fast.

„(Y/N), where the hell are you? Is everything ok? Did someone kidnap you?“

You told him that you were only going shopping and everything was fine. At first you heard nothing, then he talked to someone on the other side of the line.

„Jackson, put that machine gun away. They said the truth, they really didn’t kidnap her. Yugyeom, why are you even fighting with my bread knifes?!!“

You heard disappointed mumbling and you just had to laugh. These boys…

Originally posted by yjarssunshine


Bam Bam:

Bam Bam and you had planned a trip to he beach for ages, especially since he bought a mansion with a private beach last month so that you guys wouldn’t be bothered by his enemies. You were looking forward to it, not just because you liked the ocean but also because you were finally going to spend lots of time with your boyfriend. Ever since he was a part of the mafia, time for each other wasn’t something you had often.

It was two days before the trip when suddenly you facepalmed yourself out of the blue. You had planned this whole trip and considered every little detail, yet you had forgotten to buy yourself a bikini or swimsuit. Nice. Good job, (Y/N), you thought to yourself. But in the end all you could do was go and buy yourself some swimwear. The shopping mall was closing in 2 hours and tomorrow was sunday, so you had to hurry.

There were still lots of people at the mall when you arrived, and you went to your favorite store, not really hurrying anymore. At least you wouldn’t be the only costumer, that was always awkward so you avoided it. You entered the little, cute store and walked to the swimwear section.

4 stores later you finally left the shop with a bag. That hadn’t been as easy as planned, but at least you’d found a nice bikini! You made your way to the exit when suddenly, you felt arms wrapping around your waist. You jumped and tried to punch the stranger, suddenly panicking. You hadn’t even considered the fact that somebody might try to abduct or even kill you. Which wasn’t even offbeat ever since your relationship with Bam Bam went viral.

„Eum, excuse me? I searched the whole city for you, I thought you were dead, finally I found you and know your trying to punch me?“

You sighed in relief when you heard Bam Bams sulky but also amused voice. You wanted to defend yourself, but he interrupted you.

„It’s ok, don’t even bother, jagi. You’ll make it up to me anyways.“

You could basically hear the wink he gave you.

Originally posted by kunpimuak

 Yugyeom:

Today you got up quite early in the morning, so Yugyeom was still asleep. You smiled at his sleeping form. He seemed so inncocent, even cute. But you knew better, neither was he innocent nor was it cute when he was killing his enemies without any effort. But that was the life he chose and you respected that decision. You walked into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast, but when you opened the fridge, you frowned. Why was it so… empty? You rolled your eyes. Probably Jin again. That hacker was eating like a beast. Since you didn’t want to wake up Yugyeom, you decided to go to the grocery store. It would only take 10 minutes, no need to leave a message for your boyfriend who was still sleeping like a stone.

You ended up leaving the store about 40 minutes later, since you’d met an old high school friend of yours and wanted to catch up with her a little bit. The two of you had exchanged phone numbers and now you where walking home in quite a good mood.

When you opened the door and went to the kitchen, an unusual scene appeared in front of you. Yugyeom and about 5 of his closest friends where sitting around the kitchen table. Their leather jackets didn’t really seem to fit the colourful flower print on the table cloth. When they saw you, they got silent. Some were watching you with amusement, some seemed to be confused. Yugyeom sighed and closed his eyes.

„There you are. Guys, just leave now. Wait. Jin, put the apple back.“

After all of them left, you sat next to Yugyeom and looked at him with a confused look.

„(Y/N). Please don’t tell me you where just grocery shopping. I think that was the first time I was actually scared.“

He pulled you onto his lap and hugged you. He really must’ve been scared for you, considering the fact that he wasn’t even mad.

„You know, I’m quite hungry now tho. And the plan me and the guys just made was extremely good, so maybe I’ll just blow up the other gang anyways.“

Originally posted by holyfuckmark


 

Oh my god. I got so carried away with these O.o  They basically got little Imagines. I’m sorry X’D

I hope you guys like it anyways~~

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How they react...

… To you being a trained combat fighter.


♡ ♡ \ Request from anonymous / ♡ ♡

Can you do a how they should react to the reader being a fighter (female) ? Thank you so much!


I did this preference including pretty much every character so there is a bit for everyone.

Enjoyyyyyyy!

Requests are open for preferences, GIF imagines as well as normal imagines.

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@upthehillart, I hope you don’t mind, but I wrote a drabble to your beautiful artwork!

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“Why Daddy sleep?”

Hermione turned her head to the side, careful not to cut herself with the kitchen knife she held in her hand as she witnessed the sight of her husband with his head in his hand, elbow propped up on the table, and his other hand gripping a piping hot cup of coffee - which was left untouched. The ceramic had been decorated in their son’s preschool class with stick figure drawings of all of them, but not even the colorful designs could motivate the Malfoy patriarch to open his sleepy eyes.

“Draco.”

“Hmm?” he muttered.

Raising a knowing eyebrow, she stared at Scorpius, who was busy standing on his tiptoes against the edge of the table, eyeing his father’s waffles drenched in syrup and sprinkled with strawberries.

“You best wake up if you know what’s good for you,” she said.

“Yes, well,” Draco yawned, “Someone kept me up half the night and well into the early morning…I wonder who that could be?” He popped open an eye and, with a quick draw of his wand nearly too fast for the eye to see, he levitated Scorpius a few inches off of the ground and hovered him over to his highchair, magically securing it.

“Weee!” Scorpius giggled. “‘Gan! Again!”

“No, now is the time to eat,” Hermione offered, setting down a thick, sliced up pile of waffles and chopped strawberries. Scorpius grinned from ear to ear, making smacking sounds with his lips.

“Waffles!”

“You act so surprised about that…” Draco mused with an entertained glint to his eye, reaching for his fork. “We made an exceptionally cunning child. Slytherin for sure, this one.”

“I don’t know. He’s pretty brave, reaching for Daddy’s waffles right under his nose.”

“My eyes were closed. That makes it cunning.”

“You were aware. That makes it brave.”

The two stuck their tongues out at each other and laughed; Hermione took a seat next to her husband, a glass of orange juice in her hand and nothing else.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Draco asked as he cut into his waffles with his fork.

“Mmh, not really…” There was a pause. “We do make exceptional children, don’t we?”

“Children?” The fork halted halfway to his lips. “As in…plural?”

Hermione smiled. Draco dropped his fork.

“Sweet baby dragons.”

he-was-my-master  asked:

Hi! Your Ahsoka costume is amazing! I was wondering if you could do a tutorial?

Hi! Thank you for the compliment! Unfortunately, it’d take about 30 different tutorials to explain all the different methods I used to make the costume; I’m always open to specific questions, though! This does seem like a good time to sort of highlight the details or offer a couple insights into my build process, though, if that is something people might be interested in:

The Montral/Lekku: They are a latex cast. I made these by making a hard foam sculpture which I then covered the entire surface in clay to smooth out and refine. I cast the clay sculpture in Ultracal 30, making a three piece mold, then, after cleaning out the clay, poured liquid latex into said mold and sloshed it around for about three coats on three separate days before opening it up and letting it dry. I filled the tails with squishy expanding foam, and painted the surface by airbrushing with latex paints. The tutorial I used to figure out how to mold and cast a latex headpiece is here: http://www.emmabellish.com/2013/07/asari-headpiece-part-1.html

The headband: Made from the same fabrics as the vest, with a greeblie on the forehead I made from aluminum.

The bodypaint: All done by airbrush. I use Temptu brand alcohol paints. I accomplished the facial markings by literally sticking painter’s tape to my face where they belonged, spraying orange, contouring, taking the stickers off, using a negative outline of the stickers to essentially mask off my face and only expose the markings, then airbrushing those white.

The armscye print: The “Ahsoka Untold” costume has lots of really intricate details and prints. This print was very particular. Looking at the reference, I recreated/drafted the print in Adobe Illustrator by hand, then had the fabric custom-printed by Spoonflower. I also made my own red piping and gold bias for the trims.

The vest/pants: I’m convinced the front closure on the vest is supposed to be a silver exposed metal zipper, so that’s what I went with. The greeblie on the vest was made from sintra. The vest I made with corset construction; no boning, but several layers of canvas is encased between the lining and face fabric, with particular seaming for structure and strength, because I think her vest looks very sturdy. The fabric I chose for the outside is a non-stretch microsuede. For the pants, I went with my favorite: a stretch twill with about 6% spandex. The bottom portion of the pants are a non-stretch vinyl pleather; not my favorite.

Left vambrace: It’s nothing special close up. Just brightly painted buttons out of sintra.

Right vambrace: The art on her right vambrace is a photoshopped/altered version of the very famous piece Wave Off Kanagawa. I photoshopped the original piece to match the character sheet version, and had it printed on a vinyl wall sticker (so it had some stretch) and wrapped it around a sintra bracer. I have no clue what the little greeblie on her right hip is supposed to be, but I literally made it out of sintra, a cut up deoderant canister, and doo-dads I found in the shop. The straps are made from real leather. 

The lightsabers: Made by Solo’s Hold. The only thing on the costume I didn’t make from scratch. They are perfection.

Left leg: Ahsoka has a pair of macrobinoculars on her right leg. I made them out of sintra and PVC pipe; that’s it. The straps are made from real leather.

The boots: I sewed Ahsoka’s boot covers from scratch out of real leather (yay, industrial sewing machines). I don’t know why, but she has this monkey painted on her left boot. I accomplished this by taping a sheet of painter’s tape to a cutting board, traced on the image, cut it out with an exacto knife, stuck the negative to the side of the boot, and spray painted it on (the same method I used for masking my face off for airbrushing the tattoos, actually). I don’t have a close up picture of the other boot, but Ahsoka has a vibroknife holstered there. I made the knife from sintra and the holster from leather as well.

nothing holding me back // sweet pea imagine 🥀🐍

request: Hi! Could you do a sweet pea imagine where the reader is a north sider and she tells pea that Reggie won’t stop flirting with her and the night of the fight (serpents vs bulldogs) he confronts Reggie about it?

I hope this is what you had in mind…sorta. There wasn’t really any confronting and talking, but I’m sure that’s how Sweet Pea handles things usually lol. 

A/N: I literally did not have any idea for the title, so please bear with me. Also, I know Ronnie stayed at home first, but I changed it up a little. Also, I LOVE REGGIE. I’m not painting him as the bad person here, just the cocky little shit he is. 

Title: nothing holding me back

Summary: You tell Sweet Pea some jock has been hitting on you and he seemingly takes it well. 

“Pea, I beg you not to freak out.“

You could feel the rage and jealousy radiating off of him as his eyes went dark, and his mouth turned into a straight line as he looked ahead of him, staring at his chocolate milkshake. You put your small hands on his lap in hope it would soothe the raven-haired boy sitting next to you.
He craned his neck towards you, his eyes hard.

“So you’re telling me that some stupid Northside boy has been flirting with you non stop and you didn’t tell me until now?!“ he spat, venom lacing his every word, his eyes looking at you accusingly. You let out a frustrated sigh, not liking the way he was pinning everything on you like you actually enjoyed the attention of the Bulldog.

“Reggie is just… stupid. He is messing around – he doesn’t actually like me. Flirting is his form of communication, really.“ You removed your hand from his lap and gripped your strawberry milkshake, sucking at the straw forcefully and awaiting his reaction. 

He sneered and from the corner of your eye, you could see his fists were balled on the table. You rolled your eyes. He had always been dramatic. He was ill-tempered and infuriated, not knowing how he should handle the feeling of another boy setting sights on his girl, on you, as if you could not protect yourself from the wrath of horny, teenage boys.
“So, you’re saying I should just accept some jock flirting with my girl while I’m not there?“ he seethed, looking you in the eyes. You rose your eyebrow as you crossed your legs and arms.

“I’m saying“, you emphasized, „that there is no need for you to worry. I have my eyes set on you, snake. I just wanted to tell you because I felt bad if I didn’t. Also, I have Reggie under control. Like you said, he’s just some jock. He might be handsome“, he narrowed his eyes at you, his jaw tightened, “but I prefer leather jackets.“ You smirked slightly as you scooted closer to him and leaned against his broad shoulder which seemed to relax instantly at your gentle touch. He wrapped his left arm around you, hugging you close as if he was scared you’d vanish. You smiled at this moment of bliss the two of you shared at Pop’s, blending out the voices and the noise around you. 

“Baby, I gotta go somewhere. I’ll be at your house at 11?“ You sighed in defeat, not wanting to let him go and not wanting to know what mess he would get himself into now. You scooted out of the booth, holding his hand as he loomed over your small frame. A boyish smirk crossed over his features as he said, “Don’t worry about me, baby. Get that frown out of your face.” He put one hand on the left side of your face and the other small of your back, holding you. He brushed one lock of your brown hair out of your face that had been annoying you all evening. He placed a gentle kiss on your cheek, sending shivers down your spine before he found his way to your mouth, strawberry and chocolate mixing, becoming one. You pulled away breathlessly and scanned his face.
“Come back to me in one piece, got it?”


-


As soon as you had gotten home, you ran yourself a bath and lit up some scented candles. You stripped your clothes off and stepped into the bath. The hot water relaxed your muscles instantly and you could let go of all the worries that had been plaguing your mind all day.
You took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent of apples lingering in the air until you dove down.
The ringing of your phone cut through the air. You let out an annoyed huff and grabbed your phone. Ronnie was written over the screen. Confused, you accepted the call, wondering why she was calling this late. 

„Whaddup, girl?“
„Your serpent boyfriend turned up. Serpents vs. Bulldogs. I’ll text you the directions, I know where they went. Archie wanted me to stay home but apparently, he doesn’t know me very well. Come now!“ The Lodge girl hung up, leaving you in a state of anxiety as you quickly got out of the bath and blew out the candles. 

You bolted into your room, putting on some fresh clothes as you grabbed the coat sprawled across your bed, checking if your car keys were still in the pockets. You took one glance in the mirror, putting your wet hair into a ponytail as you rushed out of your house, hoping not to wake your parents.
The fresh, cold air hit you as you marched towards your black car, small raindrops hitting you. You looked up at the cloudy night sky, hoping it wasn’t going to pour later.
You quickly turned on the engine and took off, the loud screech of tires cutting through the sleeping neighborhood.
You kept cursing at Sweet Pea at Archie and it suddenly dawned on you that Reggie was most likely going to be there too. You shut your eyes, trying to calm your nerves, hoping hell wasn’t breaking loose. You gripped the steering wheel tighter, hoping it would somehow make your car go faster. As you drove, the rain started to get heavier.

From afar, you started spotting cars and an array of motorcycles parked. You swerved to the side and quickly cut the engine off. The fight hadn’t started just yet. No words were being exchanged, just angry, despiteful glances.
The tension that had been built between the Serpents and the Bulldogs could be cut with a knife. You spotted Veronica, marching towards her.
What the fuck is going on here, Ronnie?” you screeched, darting your eyes to the crowd as you finally spotted your boyfriend amongst them. He didn’t seem to have noticed you, no one had as they were too preoccupied glaring each other to death.
“As I’ve told you over the phone, your boyfriend came to Archie’s house. Basically, all these boys must prove who’s the strongest. It’s foolish, but he wasn’t going to leave. So, I made one rule: no weapons,” she explained, her tone somewhat accusingly. 

Besides Jughead and Cheryl, Veronica had been the first one to know about your relationship with the tall, brooding serpent. Obviously, she hadn’t been exhilarated, constantly reminding you he was a gang member after all as if you didn’t know already.
But she was your best friend and she had to accept your decision, even if this meant lying to her boyfriend and the rest of your friends for now.
“So we’re just going to let them fight? That seems like a stupid idea to me, Ronnie. No offense.”

“None taken. Maybe you should keep your snake on a leash”, she remarked snidely, her deep brown eyes challenging you as she crossed her arms over her chest. You scoffed and shook your head, saying, “I’m not here to discuss my relationship with you, Ronnie.” You stalked towards the boys, the heavy rain pouring on you. Sweet Pea looked up, squinting his eyes at you until recognition dawned on his face. You stood in between the two groups, your hands resting on both sides of your hips.
“What are you doing here, babe?” he asked, jaw still tight and trying to keep his voice void of any emotion, not wanting to show any weakness in front of the others. You gritted your teeth, opening your mouth to say something, but were cut off by Archie and Reggie.

Babe?!” they exclaimed incredulously, Archie’s voice laced with anger and disappointment, while Reggie seemed more than amused. You turned around to look at the boys, shaking your head at Reggie as a troubling smirk crossed his face. He crossed his arms over his chest and took a step towards you.
“So this is why we haven’t made out yet, really?” Your eyes widened at his remark, wanting nothing more than to slap the grin out of his face. You heard a low growl behind you, craning your neck you saw the look of anger passing on Sweet Pea’s face. You turned to reach out to him, but he pushed past you.
“So you’re the infamous Reggie that can’t keep his hands off my girl?” he seethed through gritted teeth, looking the Bulldog up and down. 

You swallowed, fiddling with the ring on your finger. You took another step forward, putting a hand on Sweet Pea’s shoulder, hoping he would simmer down. Archie looked at the two of them, realizing the situation might even get messier than it already was. He looked over at Reggie, telling him to shut up.
“Oh, so she talks about me a lot? Probably thinks about me too at night then, huh?
It happened fast. Within a few seconds, Sweet Pea had punched Reggie square across the jaw, signaling the fight had officially begun.
You heard Veronica calling your name distinctly and you ran to her into the safe zone, not knowing what to do. You closed your eyes, trying to fade out the sickening sounds of fists hitting jaws, legs kicking stomachs and people groaning in pain. You could hear Sweet Pea screaming threats at Reggie, not being able to make out what they were as you a gunshot rang through the silent air of the rainy night. 

You winced at the loud noise and turned to see Veronica her holding a gun high up in the air, stopping the war immediately. You gave her a thankful look, nodding at her and making your way towards your car. You sat in the driver’s seat, punching the steering wheel furiously, several curse words escaping your mouths. Your hands went to your hair and gripped it tightly. This is exactly what you had signed up for, entering this star-crossed relationship. Sweet Pea had warned you about how violent things could get, wanting you to understand what you would get yourself into. He was also quick to make sure you knew he wasn’t going to leave the Serpents because of you.  
You started the engine and drove off into the night.


-


You knew it was only a matter of time until Sweet Pea would be climbing through your window. You had already rummaged through your messy bathroom cabinet, having found a disinfectant, some plasters, and band-aids, ready to nurse him. A pack of ice was sitting on your night-stand, waiting to be used. You had been pacing around your room for a good twenty minutes now, checking your phone constantly and calling Sweet Pea, only for him not to pick up. 

You could hear a loud engine roar and a harsh clash of gears until the sound faded into silence. As Sweet Pea made his way through your window and stood in front of you, your eyes quickly went to scan his face and spotted the bruise that adorned his left eye. You sighed in relief, happy it was just a bruise. His face was void of any expression, probably waiting for you to scold him, scream at him and tell him how stupid the fight had been. Right now, however, you were tired and couldn’t find the nerve to put up a fight now. You just were happy he was here, with you. 

You wrapped your hands around his waist, burying your head into his chest, inhaling the smell of his cologne and the distinct smell of rain. He embraced you.
“I know this is what you do”, you mumbled lowly, “doesn’t mean I like it.” A low chuckle erupted from his chest, causing you to roll your eyes but smile nonetheless. You looked up at him.
“I know you don’t. But that’s me. That’s the cost of being with a serpent, princess.”
“I know. It’s just… complicated. Archie’s been my friend since I was in diapers. And you hate each other. It’s just… hard. It sucks so much. Everything sucks.” He let out a scoff as you mentioned the Andrews boy, not liking that you two were close and saw each other every day.
You slowly removed your arms from his frame, motioning for him to sit on your bed. You went over to your nightstand and grabbed the pack of ice, accidentally knocking over the picture of you and Cheryl the both of you had taken after cheer-practice a few months ago.

Sweet Pea gave you half smile. “We literally could not be any more different,“ he said, motioning to the picture of you and the red-haired beauty,“ but that, baby, keeps things exciting.” You threw the ice pack at him and he caught it with ease. He put it on his eye and winced at the pain. 

“You’ll have to meet Cheryl anyways. She’s been insisting on it. And she’s slowly starting to scare me.” The fiery redhead had always been your most persistent friend. After all, she was Cheryl Blossom and got what she wanted when she wanted it. She wasn’t thrilled, just like Veronica. She had mocked you, telling you he probably wasn’t good enough for her favorite River vixen anyways. She had even dismissed you with a wave when you told her that you thought you loved him. 

You knew it was Cheryl’s twisted way of protecting you from getting hurt. That day in the locker room, you had told Cheryl to back off, resulting in her smiling at you with her bright, red lips and saying she loved the recently found fire in you and wanting to meet the “Southside Romeo” that stole your heart. Her words, not yours. 

He sneered at you, “I think I’ve had enough of your Northsider friends for today, babe. Though, I have to admit it was amazing to beat up that jock.”
“Reggie is… Reggie. He had it coming, even though I don’t appreciate you handling this in a violent way. You could just.. talk next time,” you explained, sitting on your bed and grabbing one of your floral patterned pillows. He just rose his eyebrow at your request, slowly shaking his head and shrugging.
“I think I got my point across, sweetheart.” You playfully rolled your eyes at him, hurling the cushion at him. 

You crawled over to him, seating yourself on his sprawled out legs, removing the ice pack from his hand. He leaned back against your headboard, finding a comfortable position. You gazed into his deep eyes, leaning forward and tangling your small hands in his tousled, black hair. His hands cupped your face, holding you in place as his fingertips gently rubbed over your delicate skin, longing to touch you. He let out a content sigh, letting his eyes wander over your face to your body, treasuring the moment with you. Sweet Pea had never told you he loved you, but the way he treasured every moment with you, caressing you, and kissing you like your lives depended on it, he didn’t have to. 

“Kiss me,” you said softly, starting to lean in. And he did, without hesitation. His soft lips covered yours, devouring your mouth, a flock of butterflies erupting in your stomach. His kisses were like no others you had experienced before. Now, that you had tasted him, you didn’t know if you could ever stop yearning for him.
His hands were discovering your body, getting lost in it. You arched your back, enjoying the closeness between your bodies. His lips brushed against your collarbone, leaving you breathless as he slowly started tracing kisses up your neck.

“Toxic” by Britney Spears rang through the air. You let out a defeated sigh as you moved over to your nightstand to pick up your phone. Sweet Pea rolled his eyes as he saw the contact name popping up on the bright screen. You picked it up, bracing yourself for the worst.
“You. Me. That toy boy of yours. Tomorrow. Sweet dreams, little dove.”

Azriel + Elain. I ship it. Hear me out (ACOWAR spoilers).

I have a theory that Azriel and Elain are ultimately going to end up together. I hated myself for it at first because I was kind of pulling for Lucien (poor Lucien), but now that I’ve put together the below evidence, I am 100% on board. 

We all know that SJM is the queen of foreshadowing. She plants hints books in advance, and we don’t realize it was foreshadowing until after the truth has been revealed and you’re like duh this was SO OBVIOUS BECAUSE SHE BASICALLY TOLD US WITHOUT TELLING US (a few examples: Feyre being Rhys’ mate, Rowan being Aelin’s).

So, Azriel and Elain. Yes, I know Elain has a mate. Yes, I know that at the end of ACOWAR, all signs were pointing towards Elain giving him a chance. But I think that’s all it’s going to be. A chance. 

Now let’s dig into the evidence. After finishing ACOWAR, I (obviously) had to re-read the whole series, now that I knew how it all turned out. 

In ACOMAF, I came across the following passage on p. 487:

Nesta. I painted flames for her. She was always angry, always burning. I think that she and Amren would be fast friends. I think she would like Velaris, despite herself. And I think Elain - Elain would like it, too. Though she’d probably cling to Azriel, just to have some peace and quiet. I smiled at the thought - at how handsome they would be together. If the warrior ever stopped quietly loving Mor.

After having read ACOWAR, we know that Nesta and Amren became fast friends. We know that despite herself, she definitely likes Velaris. And we know that Elain clings to Azriel - that he was gentle with her, and kind. All of that passage came true. What struck me weirdly about it was that next sentence - I smiled at the thought - at how handsome they would be together. If the warrior ever stopped quietly loving Mor. Knowing what we know now about Mor, I think it’s safe to assume that in the near future, Mor will tell Azriel the truth. And when that happens…he’ll (hopefully) eventually open up his heart to someone else.

Once those sentences had grabbed my attention, when I was re-reading ACOWAR, all of the Azriel/Elain scenes just…made sense. He’s kind to her. Gentle. He sits with her when she’s in the garden. He walks with her arm wrapped around his. He carries her when she’s too weak to walk herself. There’s a fair amount of evidence that I could pull together, but to spare you from this post being absurdly long, I’m just asking you to trust me on the little moments.

Two more scenes that I do want to dissect, however. The first one being when Rhys explains how you can reject a mating bond - it’s a long passage, so I’m only going to include the highlights (p.257):

“You said your mother and father were wrong for each other; Tamlin said his own parents were wrong for each other….so it can’t be a perfect system of matching. What if -” I jerked my chin toward the window, to my sister and the shadowsinger in the garden - “that is what she needs? Is there no free will? What if Lucien wishes the union but she doesn’t?”

….

“Sometimes, the bond is nothing more than some…preordained guesswork at who will provide the strongest offspring. At its basest level, it’s perhaps only that….Only years later will they realize that perhaps the pairing was not ideal in spirit.”

Rhys goes on to explain how you can reject the bond but it can drive the male mad. At this point, my brain was screaming !!!!!!!!! at me. 1) because SJM is the queen of foreshadowing and if she included this discussion, she included it for a reason and 2) Feyre literally is like ummmm hi, I think Azriel could be a better match.

Finally, the last piece of evidence I will include, is the scene where Azriel hands Elain truth-teller. This scene is so important, so pivotal, that is even included in the A Court of Thorns and Roses coloring book. If you own the coloring book, you know that the scenes in there have huge significance to the story. Again this scene is a bit long to include, but highlights below, after he gently presses her hand into the hilt of the legendary blade (p.610):

“Cassian gawked at Azriel, and I wondered how often Azriel had lent out that blade - 

Never, Rhys said from where he finished buckling on his own weapons against the side of the wagon. I have never once seen Azriel let another person touch that knife

Elain looked up at Azriel, their eyes meeting, his hand still lingering on the hilt of the blade. I saw the painting in the mind: the lovely fawn, blooming spring vibrant behind her. Standing before Death, shadows and terrors lurking over his shoulder. Light and dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two. The only bridge of connection…that knife.”

I don’t think there’s much to say other than OH MY GOD THAT PASSAGE I SHIP IT.

IN CONCLUSION (I’m sorry this post was so long but I needed to include evidence to back up this kind of crazy theory), I think that Elain and/or Lucien will end up rejecting the bond. If I had to make a really crazy guess, I’m going to predict that Lucien ends up being Helion’s heir (and therefore moving to his court), and because he is decent, he realizes that Elain will want to stay with her sister’s in the Night Court. Because he recognizes that maybe they aren’t a true match in spirit, he will let her go. And then boom, that leaves the door open for Azriel + Elain. The end.

Let me know your thoughts!!

Okay, but the ‘two halves’ of Taylor thing IS EVEN VISIBLE IN THE CIWYW LYRIC VIDEO?

Have y'all noticed how the first half the the CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT lyric video is in the Newspaper font, the one that is heavily featured on the 'dark side’ of the album cover???

We have long figured out that the right side of the cover is 'dark’ because it’s the side of Taylor Swift™ that the media portray, the side that’s drowned out by scandal and rumour and inaccurate representation…….. so of course the first half of the song, that focuses on the 'castle crumbling’ and 'a knife to a gun fight’, would be in this font. After all, 'the liars were calling her one.’

BUT THEN, the focus changes. Suddenly, crumbling castles and liars and silence isn’t the focus anymore. Suddenly, the writing is in her own handwriting; intimate and a symbol of her confession the TRUTH, her thoughts, rather than mass printed lies.

This is the lighter half of the cover, the side of Taylor that represents the truth. This side of her hid away to protect herself from the darkness of the 'other Taylor’, was able to ran away with Joe… and realised what really mattered.

Now she’s doing better than she ever was ‼️♥😍