#also quit fucking tagging este hate with his name

[f1squirrelie]

maybe a hot take but i feel like possibly ollie has his own teeth if he does end up having issues with este, WHICH isnt even a fucking guarantee because i dont think using fernando ‘war criminal’ alonso and pierre ‘thinks a child was engaging in psychological warfare’ gasly are like the best barometers for este’s measure of being a teammate

and to be clear, this is an este bestie blog, please fuck off if youre gonna be a dick thank you

[sonybees]

random harry potter characters headcanons because i am bored

includes: fred, george, harry, ron, hermione, ginny, luna, seamus, dean, neville, padma, parvati, cedric, angelina, alicia, katie, cho, draco, adrian, blaise, and pansy.

warnings: slight modern!au, swearing, food mention

these are all headcanons i made on the spot so i’m sorry if they suck. i’m just really bored. it is also all over the place. a lot of these are collabs between some characters. i hope you enjoy though!

(by the way, the little dashes are just dividers)

rest under the cut!

fred would dance around his room at 3 am to literally any song.

jazz, classical, rock, metal, pop he does not give a fuck.

he woke up george once by jumping on his bed and playing all star on his electric guitar.

probably a song writer

uses “life is short” as an excuse to act on his bad decisions

dancing in the rain is one of his favorite things to do

sleeps at 3 am or pm, you decide.

hopeless romantic

good old fashioned lover boy by queen is his song

has a soft spot for hufflepuffs

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george loves birds and bugs. completely unrelated to the last one but it’s true.

saw an injured bird outside his room when he was 5.

he cried and immediately took it in.

also cries when someone kills a bug.

thinks the bug’s family would be angry and disappointed in him.

enjoys painting random objects in his room

loves being called pet names

something like dear, honey, or hubby would make his heart burst

loves using them for his significant other as well

hopeless romantic part 2

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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harry is a night owl and he likes reading comic books.

he likes listening to rock music. i said what i said.

prefers being alone

likes quiet places and probably has a hideout

usually doesn’t understand poetry until he reads it like 20 times

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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ron adores ducks.

tears up when he sees them and always used to beg molly to keep them.

still tears up to this day.

not a big fan of seagulls though

he’s scared of them

but eagles are cool

likes country and rock music

also takes an interest in photography

the breakfast club is his favorite movie

has a soft spot for hufflepuffs

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hermione loves listening to taylor swift.

reads to her songs always.

ravenclaws save her a special seat in their common room because a lot of them grew quite fond of her

a taste tester for hufflepuffs who go to katie’s lessons you’ll understand this later

she actually enjoys dressing up as well even if there wasn’t an event

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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ginny accompanies dean while he draws.

she just likes looking at other people do what they love so it’s not only dean.

she sometimes zones out looking at hermione read a book, always taking note of the facial expressions and guessing what she just read,

catching harry push his glasses up or cleaning them,

also is with luna every time she paints.

luna has a few artworks with ginny as her muse.

gin likes the simple things in life.

loves board games

sometimes a little too competitive

struts down the hallways with her significant other

she’d never admit it but she loves 10 things i hate about you

has a soft spot for slytherins

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luna almost always goes with neville to the gardens.

she helps him with whatever he needs and sometimes draws a few stuff.

she’s a photographer too so she loves waking up early in the morning and taking photos.

amazing at braiding hair

and making flower crowns

likes reading royal fantasy books

watches 10 things i hate about you with ginny

has a soft spot for slytherins

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seamus also hangs out with luna sometimes,

talking to each other about whatever.

he thinks she’s interesting and would make great conversations.

she does.

he also took some painting lessons from her

meditates

loves pumpkin juice

likes the movie my girl

has cried more than he will ever admit

has a soft spot for slytherins

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dean has a wall in the boys dorm room where he puts up all his drawings.

the guys love it and always just stares at all of them in awe.

they’re all so amazing

is usually the first to notice when someone is sick

takes care of them immediately

loves sweaters

knows how to speak in latin

has a soft spot for hufflepuffs

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neville goes to hagrid way more often than anyone thought.

he learned how to take care of the creatures, make some awesome tea,

he also sometimes helps hagrid clean his own house.

helps others in herbology

likes green tea

loves overalls

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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padma holds a record of the fastest writer at hogwarts

yeah, she’s amazing at it

ended up publishing her own fantasy book starting at hogwarts

sold out faster than expected

she is also a singer

amazing singer

movie marathons are her thing

prefers crime shows/movies

soft spot for gryffindors

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parvati is very very very protective over her sister

does archery and is amazing at it

a very chill person until you mess with her loved ones

loves sixteen candles

adores puppies

watches big bang theory

soft spot for slytherins

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cedric plays the piano.

the ravenclaw common room is where the only piano is at hogwarts so he goes there quite often.

everyone loves hearing him play.

other students gather around with their instruments and sing along as well.

wears glasses for reading

netflix type of guy

probably a theatre kid

has a soft spot for gryffindors

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angelina also took piano lessons from cedric.

she just asked him one day where he learned it and he said his father taught him and he could tell that she wanted to learn.

so, he offered to teach her.

she was a natural at it and the lessons are always fun, even for the ravenclaws

angelina is also a tutor at hogwarts.

it all started with george and fred and she realized that she actually quite enjoyed it.

all her students love her

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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alicia is always the group leader in every group work she’s ever done.

she’s also usually the main organizer for any event at hogwarts.

she’s usually there with the help of angelina and katie.

they all work very well together

has a soft spot for slytherins

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katie has a passion for cooking.

she’s friends with a lot of hufflepuffs and she meets a lot of them by the kitchens.

in there, they watch her cook amazing dishes and baked goods.

she was able to teach a few others how to as well.

the house elves love her.

has a soft spot for hufflepuffs

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cho has an interest in fashion designing.

mcgonagall found her making a dress once in an empty hallway with some cool music playing.

minnie was amazed.

she was also able to start a fashion club at hogwarts.

luna, katie, dean and a few other were apart of this club as well.

likes pudding as much as luna does

has a soft spot for gryffindors

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draco plays the violin.

pretty unexpected to his friends because he never really told anyone til goyle walked in on him playing in his dorm room.

he is actually very good at it.

combs his hair too often

the type to take too long at the water fountain

finishes his water bottle after like less than two hours of getting it

acts ‘ominous’ to the point where it’s funny

soft spot? for ravenclaws

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adrian teaches young students how to play quidditch

his favorite color’s green for nature

actually loves reading and writing poetry

“most respectful”

has a soft spot for gryffindors

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blaise seems very intimidating but is actually very sweet

shouts at quidditch games (much to everyones surprise)

loves the rain

likes dark academia movies

it’s basically his whole aesthetic

holds a record for most botts beans that fit in the mouth (without puking)

has a soft spot for hufflepuffs

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pansy has a whole drawer of jewelry as she should honestly

actually soft for cats but it’s not like she’ll ever tell anyone

loves playing with other’s hair

massages her friend’s backs

they do the same for her

a goddess at card games

is actually a gymnast

has a soft spot for ravenclaws

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bonuses: george and fred’s favorite movie to watch together is bill and ted’s excellent adventure

all the gryffindors have a movie night at least once a week and others from different houses join along as well

hermione, ginny, luna, parvati, padma, angelina, alicia, katie, and cho have girl nights

the same with the guys though it was quite awkward at first due to draco being there but they eventually warmed up to each other (after like 4 months)

no one really knows how draco and the slytherins even got there but yk

they never tell anyone that they’re comfortable with each other now though

tags: @quadrupledeckertaco @audreysmusings @georgeweasley19 @krasivayadarling @crookedhag

and others who i think would enjoy this: @lunalovecroft @whizboyhalo @darthwheezely @sirlorelai @puntuations @cherryweasleys @amourtentiaa @whatthefuckimbisexual @gredmforge (you don’t have to read if you don’t like!)

[theexecutionerssong]

Hey Gaëlle ! Est-ce-que tu aurais des recommendations de fic Destiel ? Sans trop de smut, surtout pas beta/Omega (c'est même plus du smut à ce niveau-là...) et beaucoup de pining ? ( Je devrai être en train de réviser mes partiels d'ailleurs... 😅). Merci beaucoup ! 😌

Hellooo ! Alors tu as frappé à la bonne porte parce que je lis jamais de smut, ou alors quand c’est dans des longues fics, je passe juste ces passages là. (mais j’aime beaucoup les fic a/b/o qui ont pas de smut, parce que les sentiments sont quintuplés donc pining + angst on a whole other level). Y’a peu de fluff dans mes fics préférées, love me some angsty life and death moments, mais ça finit toujours bien. Enfin. Vérifie les tags quand même :)))) J’ai mis les liens, si y’a pas c’est qu’elles ont été supprimées mais j’ai les pdf donc hit me up.Et révise tes partiels !!!!

CANON

A turn of the earth -https://archiveofourown.org/works/5138552/chapters/11825306

Dean’s your typical half-orphaned, monster-killing 22-year-old until a trenchcoated stranger crashes into his back windshield one September night, claiming he’s an angel that knows him from the future and that he’s on the run.

Frigging fantastic.

(Or, in which Castiel gets stuck in Dean’s timeline preseries and Dean kind of hates it—until he doesn’t.)

Probably my favorite fic set in Canon. It’s set around season 11, and I love how we dive into Dean’s past pre-series and then as time goes by, we catch up with the show timeline’s. It’s incredibly well written.

525,600 Minutes - https://archiveofourown.org/works/507228/chapters/892693

A man wakes up alone on the streets of Detroit. Lost and somehow forgotten, he's dressed in blood-soaked clothing without memories and without a name.

This is his journey to find it.

It was first published in 2012 set after s5, but it was rewritten last year. I still have the old version for nostalgia’s sake but the new version is even better. It’s got some amnesia so great for pining :))))

The inexhaustible silence of houses -https://archiveofourown.org/works/560268/chapters/1000755

Almost two years after the world doesn't end, Castiel falls from grace—and loses his voice in the process. It is the impetus for confession and change; before long, he is settling into a loving relationship with Dean, the Winchesters are tired, and hunting for a place to land has taken precedence to hunting anything else. Dean and Castiel fall in love with the strange little house on the end of Swallowtail Drive, and for a little while life is as it should be—sweet, affectionate, and beginning afresh.

But more and more Castiel sees and hears things in the house that beg the question of whether or not a place itself can be alive. The walls and rooms seem to shift and grow and breathe, and one night, Dean comes home from a hunt changed in a way that Castiel cannot explain. In the months that follow, their domestic bliss takes turns for the dark and sour, and the confusion of their circumstances will ultimately test everything Castiel knows about the man he loves, and everything he believes to be true.

Listen, I cried. I cried SO MUCH. There was a lil fandom war going on for a time between which was the hardest, this one or Twist and Shout, and both destroy me completely. But this one is set in canon and closer to the characters, to me, so I’ll always recommend this one first (unless you want a happy ending, in which case, don’t read it)

Only if for a night - https://archiveofourown.org/works/826303

Castiel is captured by a djinn. Dean goes slightly crazy, and Cas discovers a thing or two about himself.

I’m a sucker for Dean/Cas in Djinn verse and this one is by far my favorite.

The Bird That Feels The Light (not slash) https://archiveofourown.org/works/210860

AU from 5.18 (or thereabouts). Castiel awakens in the middle of a smoking crater, stranded and very much human. According to the people who have discovered him, it’s six months to the day after Michael and Lucifer faced off on the field of battle outside of Detroit, and Castiel isn’t the only one to have returned. When, at his insistence, they take him to this other person, he finds a child –a little boy– and realizes that, contrary to all his expectations, he has been reunited with Dean Winchester. The world has changed in their absence, and not for the better. Sam is gone, whether dead or simply missing is uncertain. Castiel is given the name of a man in Idaho who may have answers for him. He is faced with the task of travelling cross-country with Dean, who is dependent on him now in ways he never was before, in order to discover the truth. But along the way, as he and Dean learn to know and trust each other once more, Castiel begins to realize that the answers he thought he wanted might not be the ones he needs.

It’s not slash at all since Dean is a kid but I’ve read it probably about 20 times and I still love it as the first time. There’s just something about human Castiel carrying a 4 year old Dean across the world and fighting monsters and demons and humans to survive that gets to me.

Hands, From Which All Things Are Built - https://archiveofourown.org/works/747324

Castiel travels with the angel tablet and without the Winchesters. One day, Dean gets a text from some anonymous number. (They speak in the language of need.) A post-08.17 Goodbye, Stranger story.

If you want pining, this one is definitely for you.

Last Man Standing - https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8363328/1/Last-Man-Standing

This one is set just after the season 7 finale, it’s a Purgatory fic with so.much.pining I always need to hold a pillow to my chest when I read it or I go insane sdfghjkl I haven’t read it in probably 4 years but I remember absolutely loving it.

Outrun my gun - https://archiveofourown.org/works/281887/chapters/448388

"The two of you are so stubborn you've made Heaven blink." Finally convinced that Sam and Dean will never say yes and accept their destinies, Heaven and Hell come up with a new plan, one that will redraw the Apocalypse and make everything run much more smoothly. All they need is Dean Winchester's soul.

Don’t mind the MCD tag, it’s got a happy ending. Also a classic set in canon, it’s from 2011 so quite oldish but it’s incredible how the characterization is on point. Love love love it.

AU

Tramps Like Us

Dean Winchester's life is falling apart. He's lost his job, his apartment, and his brother, all in one day. He seems to break everything he touches. Frustrated and alone, he drives off into the night with no idea where he's headed. But then he meets Castiel Novak, a quiet and reclusive man with a haunted past, and suddenly he finds himself with a very specific destination in mind.

I feel like everyone has read Tramps Like Us but just in case, I’ll put it on the list. Not sure what I can say that hasn’t been said by half this website already but well… it deserves the hype.

Til The Last - https://archiveofourown.org/works/1001935/chapters/1984189

When the war came, Dean Winchester was determined that he was not going to get involved. He had more important things to worry about than some rich man’s fight. He had work on the farm and he had taking care of his family. Nothing else was worth his worry. But in August in the Year of Our Lord 1863, when the soldiers came knocking, they weren’t asking. They dragged Dean away. 

Dean and Cas have been best friends since they were kids. When Dean is drafted into the Confederate army, to what lengths will Castiel go to ensure that Dean makes it back home alive?

OH BOY. OHHHHH I could talk about that one until the day I die. It’s a complete AU but it has great parallels to canon, it’s incredibly well written, humanity in all it’s ugly truth and “I will fight for you ‘til the last, Dean Winchester” jesus christ it’s so good, so good

Out of the Deep - https://archiveofourown.org/works/548878

Stay away from the light-beds. Stay in the deep.

It is the first thing hatchlings are taught the moment their fans unfurl and they can swim without their parents to buoy them along. It is the first rule, the first law. It is the beginning of every boogey-monster bedtime story told when they settle against the cliffs to sleep.

Castiel should have listened better.

I love everything she writes but I think this one if my favorite. It’s sooooo long, and angsty as fuck but all ends well and it has some very fluffy moments. If you’re into this kinf of AU then 100% go for it.

To Raise a King - https://archiveofourown.org/works/1961403

This must be some kind of horrible joke at Castiel’s expense. Is he truly expected to protect a King? One who has been their enemy for as long as he can remember? He is much more suited to being a part of the army, or at the very least someone who helps to train the knights. That would be far more preferred than having to watch over the King. It means Castiel would get to keep fighting – and that’s the only way he knows to give meaning to his life.

An AU too, Cas is tasked to watch over Sam and Dean -there’s an 8 year age difference between Dean and Cas. I loved it because it’s set over about 15 years and Cas is asexual and I love time period AU in general :’)

Painted Angels https://archiveofourown.org/works/1085792

Author Castiel Novak has finally hit the big time, with a book based on his failed college relationship with a brilliant painter. He's put all his pain behind him, but at a book signing, he comes face to face with Dean Winchester for the first time in twelve years, and the reunion doesn't go like Cas hoped. Dean's a broken man, with a lot of scars and secrets, shoulders weighed down by his demons and self loathing. Cas sees a second chance with the man he's never stopped loving, but Dean's moved on, and is about to get married. Sam launches a "brilliant" plan to reunite his brother and his best friend, but Cas is worried it will all blow up in their faces, and he'll go through the agony of losing Dean a second time.

This one is hard to read because for the most part, it’s heartbreaking. There are happy flashbacks all along but it’s still hard when what happens in the present it’s a fucking tragedy. But I would still read it a thousand times over, and the timestamp completely make up for all the pining and the angst. It’s rare to find fics that last an entire lifetime.

[deliriumsetin]

So here’s the thing...

I’m really freaking hard to scare. Unlike my cat that just booked it into another room when our UPS guy dropped a package off at the door. Perfect timing, Percy. Perfect timing...

Anyways! I have NOT had a good scare in probably two decades. No matter what fiction I pick up that promises to chill and thrill me, neither happens.

Now keep this in mind.

As of right now I am launching a business and yes, this will tie into the weird opener. Be patient, please.

I am launching Vox et Liber, a publishing house for ALL kinds of stories and ALL kinds of voices. I started working on this in November 2019, what do you mean that was only 8 months ago?! I originally thought the publishing house up after learning a bunch of facts about the publishing world over the summer.

VeL publishing will be a new kind of publishing and I can say that with 100% confidence because I am building this beast from the ground up, with the help of @hazandlouwho​, my fiance, and a few other amazing people!

Because this business is getting started independently, which means no investors, we are working with a VERY small amount of cash reserved for start up. Initially all works will be published digitally. We do plan on launching a Kickstarter in September/October to get enough funds to keep this going and to do it right which means getting stories published physically and sold to both indie bookstores and Barnes and Noble. Please be on the look out for that.

If any awesome people want to donate to help us not break my own personal bank, which will be easy to do since Covid-19 forced me to quit my job working with the public because I’m high risk and unemployment has kept me in limbo for going on 3 weeks, you can tip us on Ko-Fi by clicking here. ALL donations and funds raised go towards launching VeL and all projects under the VeL umbrella.

Bringing it around to the scares. VeL is launching our first project and we need all you awesome writers’ help. As of today we are opening submissions for our first ever anthology, Graveyard Visits. It’s horror with the theme of marginalized voices written as Own Voice fiction. Meaning stories written by marginalized groups with their marginalized groups as main characters.

Submissions are going to be open from July 1st until August 12th 11:59pm EST. Stories are expected to be between 2.5k-5k words in length. We will be paying $.02 per word as well as giving you a digital copy of the anthology. Submission Guidelines can be found here.

Now the whole me being hard to scare; I want to be scared. Submit your best, your scariest, and most bone-chilling stories.

Also, not so subtly gonna add a nudge to @thebibliosphere​ because I feel like she might have something up her sleeve. If not for this anthology then definitely our erotica one that will be announced later this summer.

We also have a podcast series in the works but I will do another post on that once I or my awesome soon to be brother in law (that’s STILL weird) have a moment to do up some graphics.

Click below for my rant on why traditional publishing right now is a soul sucking leech on EVERYONE.

On average with hardcover books an author is lucky to make $1.50 off each one sold and that’s only AFTER they sell enough to cover their advance. I also found out the average advance is like 3k per book. Some (not including the wicked big names who get a shit ton more) can get as high as 5k but others can get as low as a 1k. An author is lucky to see that twice a year (selling 2 books) because they have to spend time MARKETING book 1 instead of writing book 2. 

Keep in mind fiction hardcovers are generally sold between 19.99 (usually YA) or 29.99 (usually adult). Wicked big difference, huh? I get there’s a lot that goes into making a book, trust me I do but the split between should leave the authors getting around $4 per copy instead of less than $2. That $2.50 is just extra that the publishing house takes because it can.

Then there are the mass paperbacks which an author gets paid 50 damn cents per copy. Yes, those books retail for anywhere between 7.99 and 14.99 per book and sell way faster than hardcovers. Take it from an ex-bookseller.

Most books take on average 500 to 1,000 hours of work put into them before they even get handed off to the publisher for the FIRST time. At minimum that author sees an hourly return wage of $6 which is BELOW the United fucking States shit-tastic minimum peasant wage. We devalue the arts so fucking much- arg! But that can be a separate rant for another day.

Then after doing more research I realized just how off balanced the publishing world STILL is in the year of hell 2020. Don’t believe me click the link. Sarah Park Dahlen did a great article with a great graphic on it. 

As of 2015, yes I’m paraphrasing to continue to rant, children’s books had ALMOST more books about anthropomorphic cars, household items, and animals than there were books about Black kids, Asian Pacific kids, Latinx kids, or Native American/First Nation kids combined. Talking teakettles and their kindred got a whopping 12.5% while if you add up all the groups above you get 14.2%. None on there own beat out the freaking Easter Bunny! Of course books about White kids are the highest at 73.3%. Yes, this was as of 2015 but as an avid reader who reads middle-grade and up books for fun I can tell you nothing much has changed. Books about black kids maybe SLIGHTLY higher since the BLM movement (fuck yes progress!!) but I’d be heartstoppingly shocked if they beat out talking fucking trucks.

And that’s just race. From what I gathered with all the publishing houses less than 100 books with LGBTQIAP+ main characters are published each year. Wtf? And among that as of 2015 55% percent are about cisgendered males and 31% are cisgendered females. (Thank you @malindalo​, you are awesome and I’ve enjoyed meeting you at the Boston Teen Author festival the last few years.) So, just focusing on those 2 first letters, huh? I want to read a story about a kickass transwoman that has to deal with transitioning WHILE demons have torn their way out of hell. That would be badass! Holy shit, someone trans write that!

Same goes for people that live with disabilities whether they are physical or mental, including mental illness and neurodivergents like myself. If you haven’t figured out by this rant just how ADHD I am than you might need an ADHD in your life. My brain works differently and I would have killed growing up to read about characters that have to deal with what I deal with. We have Percy Jackson now and his all ‘verse but it’s not enough and it wasn’t published until I was on my way to college.

All that aside we now have all the bs coming out about what’s been going on in traditional publishing. About all the dickweeds that have been using their power and pull to sexually harass new authors, most often the new authors are young women. I unfollowed people and canceled a pre-order because fuck that shit! Also, I don’t give a fuck how big a name someone is if the hate they spew makes all their trans fans collectively feel like shit for not believing the simple fact that transwomen are women then they deserve to get dropped like the bag of shit they are. TERFs can fuck right off. 

All the publishing bs has made me more determined to get VeL off the ground because no, no, no. We’ll have none of that. All the listed above reasons can go play in traffic. We will be paying our authors better and taking care of them from day 1. We will be making sure our catalog is so damn diverse that you’d have to be looking at the wrong website to not find a story that you can’t see yourself in and lastly, if we hear of any of our authors pulling a Myke Cole or a Sam Sykes than they are dropped. It is in the best interests of our authors futures that they aren’t shitbags. /end rant

If y’all have any questions about anything of this, I think my dms are open or if I’m wrong just tag me. My days lately have been chained to my shit dell computer with one or both cats pinning me to the couch. I finish this up as Percy settles in on my legs. Also, thunderstorm is starting up and both are sleeping through it? If only I could be so lucky when the fiance and I have kids...

[orionsangel86]

Hi. I've seen you reposting art by thefriendlypigeon. Just wanted to tell you that she draws explicit in*est and refuses to put a trigger warning on it. She's also besties with Magdalena, Latizze other Misha haters. She also ships Sam/Jack and said that she wants to draw smut of Jack offering himself to Dean and Cas on Father's Day. Now Kelios uses this as an excuse to claim that Destiel shippers are into ped* stuff. When Friendlypigeon is a win*est shipper and has been for a long time.

Hi. I need to state that I hate getting asks like this because I have been involved in the fandom policing thing and its utter bullshit. No one involved is righteous or “doing the right thing” regardless of what they think. Fandom policing is wrong and I have absolutely no desire to involve myself in it. Therefore I would prefer to not be dragged into any fandom wank or wars between fan factions.

I reblogged (not reposted as I don’t condone reposting others creations) a piece of art work of Dean and Cas because I considered the artwork beautiful and well done. I do not know the artist, but the art itself was wonderful. Should we really be condemning all art based on the shortcomings of its creators? This is a bigger conversation than anything within SPN fandom and frankly I’m not interested in diving into those murky waters right now.

I will just say this. I absolutely do not in any way endorse the likes of Magda, Latizze, Kamidox, Vinnie or Kelios. They are nasty, cruel, hate filled people worthy of nothing but our pity. They are best left ignored to wallow in their own hatred. I have far better things to do than concern myself with those sad individuals. If the artist in question interacts with them, then I only hope that they don’t get dragged into the hatred those vile individuals radiate. Anyone who involves themselves with such pure forms of hatred is in for a bad time. As someone who has experienced first hand the more hateful side of Destiel fandom, I know what happens when you get too close to people filled with hate. Don’t concern yourself with whatever bullshit Kelios and her cronies are currently focusing on. No one takes those idiots seriously. Block them, and move on with your life.

As far as wincest art goes, I quite obviously can’t stomach it. I have the very word “wincest” blacklisted and blocked across all social media. But I know plenty of people who are multishippers who are into it. Each to their own. So long as they aren’t pushing for incest to be mainstream, canon, or normalised in society, then I honestly don’t care what other people get up to in the privacy of their own bedrooms. I haven’t ever heard of anyone shipping Sam and Jack, or Jack with Dean and Cas *shudder*. That to me is just as disturbing as incest. I don’t understand it and don’t intend to even try to understand it either. By me reblogging the destiel art of one artist, that does not mean that I support everything else that artist might say or create.

I’m not gonna start some all out attack on people who are into fucked up shit. Because nothing I personally say or do is going to change that, and frankly, I came back to tumblr for a peaceful time away from the fandom wars of Twitter. I’m not interesting in attacking anybody. I block and move on. This particular artist has never done anything to offend me, and I have never seen offensive art by them. I’m not gonna stop reblogging beautiful works of theirs I find just because of one anonymous message either.

There are lots of messed up things in this world, but if we dwell too much on what others are doing we will only end up corrupting ourselves. My suggestion nonny is that you block this artist and blacklist their name. By blacklisting a persons url you are effectively removing them completely from your tumblr experience even if others you follow reblog their work. I have to do this with a well known destiel artist that is always being reblogged by people I follow for my own particular reasons - nothing against the artist themselves, just their artwork makes me uncomfortable and I don’t want to see it.

I’m not sure what you expected by sending me this message, whether you wanted me to publicly condemn this artist, delete my reblog of their work and tell all my followers to immediately unfollow them or whatever, but I’m not going to do that. Sorry to disappoint you if that is the case, I’m just not interested in the constant wars and drama of SPN fandom anymore. I just wanna reblog cute pics of Dean and Cas kissing whenever I can, and enjoy my remaining time in fandom whilst it lasts. Follow whoever you want to follow, reblog whoever you wanna reblog from, ideally tag accordingly as courtesy for peoples blacklists, and utilise the block button as often as you can. Above all things, be kind to others, and practice self care on yourself. If you don’t like something, remove it from your online life, and please consider why you might be going to other bloggers to “tell” on people you don’t like. All it does is cause more unnecessary negativity.

[vertanimeni]

the ice will start to break, the day will fade away (1/18)

Summary:

“Have you heard? The Elephant of Caocin has committed high treason!”

From Trikru’s most reputable war hero to Trikru’s most wanted traitor, Kova found themselves stripped of their titles and trapped between a clan that wants them dead and a camp of invaders - the same ones who kidnapped and tortured their brother.

But Kova was willing to do anything to stay alive and keep their family together.

Pairing: Bellamy/Grounder OC

Word Count: 3,727

TW: Canon typical violence/sparring

A/N: Hi hi! After some convincing from my friends, I decided to post this series here :D I’ve already finished with season 1 and half of season 2, I’m just in the middle of re-writing and editing. If you’re reading through my blog, the read more does not show up due to Tumblr’s new formatting, so please click on the post itself. I’ll be updating every other day at 12pm EST. Anyways, hope you enjoy it!

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i. introduction.

“Have you heard? The Elephant of Caocin is visiting today!”

Overnight, there had been a sudden burst of rain, the clouds traveling east to west, with winds strong enough to blow down a few unfortunate tents that hadn’t been nailed properly, leaving the training camp well soaked and muddy. Just as this rain had swept across the training camp, so did the excited whispers of a special visitor.

“The Elephant of Caocin?”

“Who could’ve convinced Kova, goufa kom Olisia, to come visit our little camp?”

“Ah, I heard Lincoln, goufa kom Eli, will also be visiting today!”

“I thought they were both still in seclusion? Who invited them?”

“The Chief herself, of course! After all, Kova was once under Chief Indra’s wing before Mount Caocin happened, so of course they would visit their teacher!”

The camp continued to gossip, even as each warrior went through their usual morning ritual — breakfast, free time/socialize, stretch, and prep for class. Excited and enveloped in their gossip, no one noticed the unfamiliar warrior walking through their camp, wearing the standard Trikru training uniform, and a silver necklace bearing the weight of an identification tag clinking against their chest. Five black circles, tattooed on their dark skin, followed their right cheekbone.

This training camp only held adult warriors — those above 18 who wanted to continue training — so, naturally they were already used to heavy training, even in the absolute worst weather, even on slippery, muddy ground.

That didn’t stop a few of them from complaining.

“Idan, you best hurry up, or you’ll be late.”

“There’s no way they’re expecting us to train today, right?” One warrior by the name of Idan whined loudly, sitting with a group of friends on an upside down bucket. “It’s sooooo humid out, I’m already sweating and I haven’t even put on my training armor!” Idan’s hands tried to form some sort of doable hairstyle, but with their tight curls mixed with the humidity? It was out of the question.

They hadn’t noticed the gasps from the table, nor the sounds of respecting an elder or a warrior of higher ranking — thumps of fists against chests. Idan dropped their arms with another frustrated groan and, with a loud sigh, dramatically spread themselves across the table. Their friends snickered and laughed around them. “Why are you laughing at me, I’m right!”

“You are.” A deep, smooth voice came from behind, but before Idan could do anything, they felt fingers run through their hair, dragging the coils into neat braids. Idan hummed contentedly for a moment before sitting up, leaning their chin against their hand, and turning to greet a fellow warrior.

Instead, their gaze met with sharp, dark eyes, yet not unkind. They immediately caught sight of the five black circles trailing across the warrior’s cheekbone, but even Idan was no fool — they knew that was the mark of the Elephant of Caocin!

Idan jolted, their elbow slipping off the table. They almost smashed their chin against the edge if they hadn’t caught themselves in time. They stood up immediately, head going dizzy with the unpleasant weather, bucket sent flying, and slammed their fist against their own chest, bowing deeply. “The Elephant of Caocin! My apologies for not greeting you properly! And for complaining in front of you! And for—!”

They heard a snort. Not from their friends behind them, but rather in front of them! Idan gathered the courage to raise their eyes, only to find the Elephant of Caocin pressing the back of their fingers to their mouth, trying to bite back a full blown laugh.

“It’s alright.” The Elephant of Caocin said, their fingers lightly grazing over the warrior’s shoulder, a signal for them to stand up straight. “When I was training at your age, I would complain of the same thing. Isn’t that right, Zoya, Zandara?”

“Yup! Kova here was the biggest complainer at this camp during our time!” Two warriors from the group of friends piped up, each with their own wide grin. Idan wasn’t too familiar with them, but it was quite obvious with just a glance that they were sisters.

“But,” Idan turned back to Kova, a surprised look on their face. “If I could sneak up and scare you like that, then I suggest you train extra hard today. Yes?”

“Of course!” They squeaked out, slamming their fist against their chest and bowing once more. “In fact, I’ll start now!” Without another word, Idan ran off in the direction of the main training grounds, and their other friends followed with a quick bow towards Kova.

“Oh, what a shame.” Kova commented pitifully, shaking their head. “I was going to recommend them Ona’s place. That man can work wonders with hair.”

“Hah!” Zoya cackled as she and Zandara slipped their shinguards underneath their pants. “You always hated going to Ona’s!”

“As much as he can work wonders, his wonders are too painful.” Kova grimaced slightly, rubbing their fingers against their scalp. “I thought I would go bald by the time I reach 30.” The sisters laughed, Zandara accidentally knocking their equipment to the floor. “I’ve been thinking about booking an appointment one of these days, seeing as I’ll be here for a while.”

“Oooh,” Zandara raised an eyebrow. “Is that a potential promotion I hear?”

“I certainly hope not.” Kova answered truthfully, a grim smile on their face. “But with the Chief, you never know.”

“Please,” Zoya scoffed, “with everything you’ve done for this clan? I’m surprised they didn’t promote you right after Mount Caocin. I bet we’ll be calling you Chief Kova in a week, tops.”

“I give it three days!”

While the two sisters laughed and placed bets, Kova’s face turned stoic, their once good mood turning sour. ’It always came back to the mountain.’

“Oh, by the way, your brother is visiting too, I hear.” Zandara mentioned casually. “Although, something tells me you knew about that.”

The corner of Kova’s lips twitched.

“Yup, knew it. There was no way Chief could get you to come visit unless he was here.” Zandara grinned before jutting her head, motioning behind Kova. “He’s over there.”

Kova turned away without hesitation. “I’ll see you two later.”

“Yup, see you!”

They walked off without another word. Lincoln was talking with a small group, something about how the stars can help you find your way home, and Kova chose to stand behind him, his tall frame easily covering them from the group so they didn’t scare them off by accident.

Eventually, he wrapped up the discussion. Before he turned around, he felt fingers stab at his ribs. His body startled, but before he could do anything, he felt an arm around his shoulder. Kova pulled him down to their height, basically bending him at the waist. The two stumbled forward. “A-Lin!”

His eyes softened at the sound of his sibling’s voice. “A-Ko. It’s been a while.” His smile had always gentle and reassuring. The two hadn’t seen one another in a few weeks — not since their last self regulated break from seclusion. Kova released him from their grip, their lips forming a genuine smile in return.

Yet somehow, Lincoln saw right through it. (Every. Single. Time.) They noticed his eyebrows furrow first, and they mentally groaned at the thought of him worrying over them again. Before they could say anything, he placed a hand on their shoulder. “I can tell from that look on your face. Were they talking about it again?”

They hesitated, but eventually nodded, their eyes avoiding his. “Yup, just like any other time I’m recognized. The mountain follows behind.”

Kova was familiar with his breathing patterns at this point in their lives. The sigh Lincoln released was a particular one - one that always came with the subject of the mountain. He would take in a deep breath, hold it for just a second, and let it all out, as if letting out all his frustrations into one exhale. As if that sigh was all the time he had to think of a response or distraction that wouldn’t set Kova off. 

This time, instead of responding, he let a small smile appear on his face, one with a look of endearment as his heavy hands landed on the top of their head.

He chose distraction. Well, Kova didn’t mind playing into his games. Without another word, they lightly pushed at his chest. “Stop that.”

“Stop what?”

They sent him an all too familiar look, one of fake annoyance. “I grew like… 2 centimeters in the past year, fuck off, I’m not that short.”

“You’ll always be short to me.” Lincoln couldn’t help but laugh, visibly relaxing now that he knew Kova’s mental state wasn’t falling into a hole. “Come, let us find the Chief.”

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Chief Indra, to Kova’s surprise, had greeted them with a rare smile, pride shining in her eyes. It seemed she no longer held resentment or aggravation towards the siblings, as she once did two years ago, when the two returned from the war. The Chief told them that they would have to have a serious conversation later, once training was over, about their place with the warriors of Trikru.

“But for now,” she sent the two siblings a smirk, “won’t you two join our training session today?”

Before Lincoln could think about opening his mouth to disagree, Kova said, “I don’t see why not.”

“Then I will see you two on the field.” The Chief gave the two a knowing look before stepping away.

Leave it to Lincoln to show his concern through a weary gaze and raised eyebrows. Kova couldn’t help but laugh lightly. “If you weren’t here, I would’ve said no. But you’re here, I’m here, I missed fighting with you, and… I’ve been getting better at controlling myself.”

His jaw tensed slightly, barely noticeable, even to Kova. He nodded, acknowledging their words. “Then, let’s go get ready.”

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Kova, two years older than Lincoln, started training under Chief Indra at the age of ten, which was, of course, a requirement for Trikru, seeing as they were losing warriors at a rapid pace with the war against Azgeda. Once Lincoln had turned 10 and Kova 12, the two were put in the same training group. As a result, the two could predict each other’s movements with ease, making it difficult for anyone to bet on who would win a sparring session between the two.

For this reason, as they grew up, Chief Indra would rarely let the siblings spar with one another. But it seemed like today she was willing to indulge in a long session for the two heroes of TonDC, who came to visit after two years of near seclusion.

After Lincoln and Kova finished putting on their training armor, stretched, and prepared for the sparring session, the Chief ordered her students out of the circular man-made plain, now messy with slick mud and puddles of water. Lincoln and Kova stood on opposing sides of the circle. At this point, the entire population of the training grounds came to watch.

“Begin!”

The second the Chief whipped her hand down the middle of the circle, the two clashed in the middle, slamming dropkicks and throwing punches at one another. But even their fast combinations were met with blocks on the other side. Rarely did the two siblings land a hit on each other, but with the slippery and uneven mud underneath their feet, it was hard to control their footing.

With their left foot forward in a lunge position, Kova was ready to throw a strong hook punch to Lincoln’s unprotected side, but their foot slid along the mud, unbalancing them. Lincoln used this to his advantage almost immediately. He crouched down and swung his leg, shinbone connecting to the back of their knee, sending Kova into the mud.

“Lincoln wins!” Chief Indra’s voice rang out.

The mud softened their landing, but not by much. Kova let out an exhale in the form of a soft groan. They looked up to see Lincoln’s hand offering them help. They took it with a brief thank you.

“Even the Earth, the very thing that gives us life, can kill us in battle.” The Chief lectured the warriors surrounding them, who murmured in agreement. “Fighting against others is easier than fighting against the elements, you all best remember that!”

‘Yes, that’ll help them if a mountain collapses on them, too.’ Kova couldn’t help a small snort as they made their way back to their side of the circle, just as the Chief ordered practice spears to be tossed in.

Kova and Lincoln grabbed their spears and set the shafts against each other in the middle, the traditional way to start.

“Start!”

The plastic tips slammed into one another, swinging and blocking the other’s spear. Of course, both sides played a bit dirty, throwing some sudden punches or kicks in — after all, no battle is predictable, nor fair — and Kova managed to land a heavy swing at Lincoln’s chest. His back leg supported his balance, but his foot slipped and sunk into the mud.

Kova’s eyes glinted, a shine he recognized before as a sure win. They swept the back of his knee with the wooden part of the spear, and even though he braced for it, his knee bent under him.

Boom!

His back slammed against the sludge, sending bits of dirt, mud, and rain water flying everywhere. Disoriented, he hadn’t noticed the silent group around him, nor did he notice how the Chief didn’t call Kova’s win.

He sat up, leaning against his forearms, a small smile on his face to congratulate Kova, but instead, he came face to face with the plastic tip of the spear. Confused at why Kova hadn’t pulled back yet, his gaze switched to their face.

Yet, they weren’t looking at him. Nor was anyone else, he realized. Not even Chief Indra. Everyone’s focus was behind them, up towards the sky. He followed their sights and felt the blood drain from his face, his complexion paling. A foreign object shot across the sky, leaving a trail of debris, fire, and white smoke as it broke through the atmosphere.

Heading right towards them.

Lincoln’s body was one step ahead of his mind. His hand shot out, smacking the plastic spear to the side. His fingers gripped Kova’s wrist, their pulse thrumming against his fingertips quicker than a deer’s. Before they could react, he pulled them down to the mud and covered half of their body with his.

Boom!

The ground shook with the impact of the spaceship. The force was strong enough to knock all the warriors off their feet and send tents not nailed down properly flying off into the distance.

Kova, underneath Lincoln, was surprise to find themselves almost relaxed while the entire world was blown away. Lincoln could only feel the force of the impact, but wasn’t affected much in his position.

Once the Earth stopped shaking and the winds were back to normal, the two heroes of TonDC were the first to stand up, leaning on each other as they overlooked the once vast hills and plateaus lush with grass, now covered in upturned dirt, fire, and debris, a line of impact where the spaceship landed. Even the trees, who survived the Foresakening, weren’t spared by the ship.

Shock, horror, and despair melted into one deep exhale, released by the two heroes as they watched smoke rise from the area surrounding the ship. The two hadn’t realized Chief Indra was back on her feet, belting out orders to everyone.

“Gather the messengers and warn the villages around the area!”

“Yes, Chief!”

“You! Send out special riders to Lieutenant Anya and General Tristan, inform them of the situation!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

“And you two,” the Chief turned around to Kova and Lincoln. “Kova, we will have our discussion another time.”

“Don’t worry about our talk. This is happening now. Tell us what you want us to do.”

While the Chief didn’t notice the small raise in Lincoln’s eyebrow, Kova did, and chose to ignore it. It took every ounce of Lincoln’s self control to not drag Kova away from the Chief, from the training grounds, from Trikru in general.

“I need both of you to lead separate scouting teams. I have no doubts on who might be in that spaceship, but if they truly are the descendants of the Betrayers, we have to let the Commander know, in case they send more down here.”

Both Lincoln and Kova’s faces darkened at her words. The Betrayers, of course, were the descendants of the upper class who managed to escape the Foresakening through the launch of space stations. The name itself was often followed by a disgusted spat to the floor, cursed by every generation to this day.

“They must have ran out of resources.” The Chief muttered to herself, her eyes not once leaving the light blue sky, hiding enemies beyond it. “Gather as much information as you can.” She instructed.

Kova and Lincoln tapped their fist against their chest, over their heart, and bowed, as custom dictates towards higher ranking officials. “Yes, ma’am.”

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With the help of fast riders and even faster messenger birds, by the time Kova and Lincoln’s scouting teams reached the landing site, news of the spaceship traveled throughout the Coalition. Even the Commander, who had been traveling to the Shadow Valley Clan in the middle of the forest, had been alerted and already on her way back. The leaders of the other clans had also planned on meeting at Polis to further discuss their new… predicament.

Lincoln couldn’t help but scoff. ‘Yeah, right. Like they can get anything done. All they do is squabble with one another.’ His heart turned pessimistic and his scribbling in his notebook became rougher.

Yet for Lincoln, there wasn’t much to report back yet. His side of the area was void of any newcomer. He and Kova had separated their scouting groups - Kova’s group took the West and East while Lincoln’s group took North and South — to observe the newcomers and to see if they were planning on expanding their territory.

Lincoln’s eyes, however, gradually became fixated on one girl running around the camp with dark, straight, long brown hair, and even darker eyes, fire shining behind them. As the first space person (Lincoln had to think of a better name for the new group) to leave the spaceship, she was the most impressionable, especially with her enthusiasm and carefree personality. Needless to say, he filled a page or two of his note-taking book with her face.

“I’m sure that’s for research purposes, right?”

Lincoln prided himself on the fact that he was very hard to surprise, and even harder to sneak up on. Yet even he jolted at the unexpected whisper near his ear, losing his balance and grabbing onto a nearby branch, thankfully void of any leaves that could attract attention by motion.

“Keep quiet.” Kova snapped his notebook closed and took it from his lap before it could fall while he regained his balance.

The loud beating of his heart toned down as the shock faded. “You shouldn’t be sneaking up on me here — or anyone for that matter.” He casted a weary glance to his left, where Kova plopped down next to him, then to his now open book in their lap, then back to the camp, his ears burning.

“A-Lin. You should’ve heard me. I’m not exactly the quietest tree climber.” They shot back, eyes sparkling with mischief. Lincoln hadn’t seen that look in a long time. But if he showed surprise on his face, they didn’t mention it, going back to the book. “Anyways, what do you have so far?” They skimmed through the book up to the page with the feather bookmark. They hadn’t noticed his back straightening, his shoulders stiffening. “The old tales the elders would tell us always ended the same way — with the Betrayers dead in some sort of explosion. Yet these guys are all live and dandy — well, except for two.”

Through the corner of their eyes they saw Lincoln’s head whip towards them in shock. Without looking up from the book, they said, “Yeah, two died, most likely from the impact of the landing. The group already buried them. We also think they’re prepping a scav group. They’re heading Northwest, so I’ve sent some scouts to follow them. Let’s hope they don’t pass by the Mountain’s territory.”

The book opened to a drawing of the spaceship from Lincoln’s perspective, as well as an unfinished drawing of the space girl. Lincoln could only imagine Kova’s surprise when they turned to the next two pages only to have the same girl look back at them at different angles.

“Oh? What’s this?” They raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on their lips. “Someone caught your eye?”

 Kova wouldn’t have assumed he was interested in some space girl if it had been one or two drawings, but four — almost five? That’s a little too many to not be suspicious. To save him from further embarrassment, Kova tucked the feather back into the middle crease of the book and closed it, holding it out to him without glancing at him. Flustered, Lincoln took it without a word.

“Oh, by the Gods.” Kova’s voice was soft. “Please say sike.”

In all these years that Kova knew him, he rarely expressed interest in someone. Of course it would be his luck to fall for one of the intruders.

“I… have no right to say anything. Just be careful with your heart. Only the Gods know what will happen in the future, and I don’t want to see you get hurt, especially with one of them.”

“…mn.”

The two fell into an awkward silence. “Alright then.” Kova quietly clapped their thighs as they stood up on the thick branch, their balance unparalleled, barely shaking the burnt leaves at the end. “I’ll be sending word to the Chief — just in case the scav group seems like they’re heading in Mount Weather’s direction. Do you want to add anything?”

Lincoln shook his head, the tips of his ears and cheekbones still dark with embarrassment. Kova took it as a sign they needed to leave. Like. Right now.

God, they never wanted to think about this again.

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[wydmariana]

        hi my loves   !   ur  fav  big  mess  dani   here   ,  i  also  play  our  hailey  fc  alanna  heh   !   i’m  bringing  back  my  bbyg  mariana   !  she’s  my  original  wealthy  character  &  i’ve  had  her  for  like over  3   years   ,  i’m  super  excited  2  be  playing  her  again  &  i  hope  u  guys  rly  like  her   !!!  i’m  gonna  put  all  the   tea  on  her  under  the  cut  &  if  u  wanna  plot  like   this  &   i’ll  come  bug  u  , i  rly  always  need  connections  n  love  plotting  ♡  u  can  also  hmu  on  discord  !! @ 𝒎𝒈𝒌'𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓��� .#1958

new york’s very own mariana cavello was spotted on broadway street in christian louboutins . your resemblance to selena gomez is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty fourth birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being stubborn , but also adroit . i guess being a gemini explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be  lyrics  scribbled  in  a  notebook  ,  gold  jewelry  ,  &  blue  nail  polish  . ( i  defeaned  a  girl  in  a  fight  when  i  was  17 )  &  ( cisfemale & she/her  )  +  ( dani , 20 , she/her , est . )

╰ ˚･ﾟ  ♡   𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔   :

full name: mariana marisol cavello

nickname(s): mari,

age: twenty four

date of birth: june 4th

hometown: new york city

current location: upper east side, new york city

ethnicity: half mexican

nationality: american

gender: cisfemale

pronouns: she/her

parents names: alexander hastings, liliana cavello

orientation: pansexual but she doesn’t like labels

religion: grew up catholic, undecided

political affiliation: democrat

occupation: singer/songwriter

living arrangements: lives in her own mansion in the upper east side

language(s) spoken: english, spanish

accent: american

face claim: selena gomez

hair colour: x (most basic/accurate/but it changes)

eye colour: brown

height: 5″5

weight: 113lbs

build: petite

tattoos: mostly selena’s canon, but x instead of the music note

piercings: x (both ears)

drugs/alcohol/sex: yes/yes/yes

pets: one cat, 5 years old, named sergio - x

astrological chart  : gemini sun  ,�� libra moon  ,  scorpio rising

character  inspo  :  meredith  grey  (  grey’s  anatomy  )  ,  simone  davis  (  star  )  ,  alyssa  (  the  end  of  the  fucking  world  )  ,  carla  (  elite  )  ,   kat  stratford  (  10  things  i  hate  about  you  )  ,  serena  vanderwoodsen  (  gossip  girl  )  ,  jessica  davis  (  13 reasons  why  )

pinterest  board  :  here .

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚  &  𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕   (   tw  :  abuse ,   violence  , injury ,   sexual  assault .  )  :

ok i changed her around quite a lil bit so i’m excited to rEdevelop !  :~)

mariana was born into a seemingly perfect family ,  her older brother &  her having been born heirs to alexander hastings , billionaire hotel & business entrepreneur , shark-tank cast member  ( think kevin o’leary vibes .. yeah . ) &  liliana cavello , legendary supermodel  ( think cindy crawford )

she was spoiled bc they were rich af , so like she never NEEDED for anything , except LoVe :)

mari was quick to blow her dad’s money but did he notice ? no

she still is kjdfnsjdf

mariana was a happy child, but growing up in a household with her father quickly became toxic

she started noticing it when she was around 10

his yelling , his anger against her mother , the hostility towards the entire household

the relationship between her parents always had been toxic but now that they had kids it was quick to spread through the whole household

as mariana grew older and started high school , there were times where she would sit in one of the offices of her father’s buildings and do homework while she waited for him to finish so they could go home

at the mere age of fifteen was the first time one of her father’s co-workers sexually assaulted her in an empty conference room after everyone else went home & she’d be waiting for her dad

this continued for a little under  2  years .

this is when her behaviour at school started to get out of hand, she’d start skipping class, get caught smoking pot, talking back to teachers, etc

it went on for months & mariana suspected that her father knew and wasn’t doing anything to stop it

when she turned 16  &  got  a  boyfriend  , it started affecting her even more . she was struggling w being intimate bc of these things that  were happening to her

which is when she eventually  confronted him about it , in tears , in the kitchen with her mother

it resulted in a screaming match

mariana’s behaviour completely went off the rails after that day & she went to school one day & got into a fight with this girl who was taunting her

they fought and mariana’s anger got the best of her &  she ended up beating the girl so bad that she became deaf in one ear

shoutout to degrassi for the idea Ok female sean cameron in the house

( i needed a secret for mari n i was watching this so i was like .. ok why not lol )

she turned 17 shortly after this argument and by some miracle ( aka money ) her dad was able to keep her out of juvie despite the charges that were brought against her

this is mariana’s secret!!!!!

anyway now , she doesn’t talk to her father really , at all . unless her mom ambushes them into the same room which sometimes happens jkfnsf

mariana moved out on her 18th birthday ,  still has a good relationship with her  mom and brother  &   extended family

when mariana turned 18 was also when she started her career !! she started out as an actor in a few different movies

she got her big break when she starred in a ‘riverdale or like , grey’s anatomy’ type of show a few years ago prob when she was about 19

and that went on for 2 or 3 seasons before she stopped it to pursue music bc !

writing and singing and performing have always been Mariana’s passions & emotional outlet

anyway , she dropped a single while on the show & it did well so she proceeded to drop an album which also blew up

she is now rly successful w her music career and loves it sm , like it’s literally her dream come true ok

it’s the one thing that makes her happy

so yah , if ppl knew she deafened a girl totally wouldn’t b all sunshine n rainbows :/ hehe .

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚  (   tw  :  drugs  )  :

mariana is very lowkey crazy

like she knows how to hide it but girl , it’ll come out

she can definitely be a brat , she wasn’t raised with proper consequences & often thinks she can do whatever she wants , has a bit of an attitude about it

she hates being told what to do

and will voice her opinion

she is also the most loyal & loving person you know , but the thing is it’s very hidden deep down rn . she is completely walls up , doesn’t wanna let anyone get close to her bc she’s a PUSSY

and like , she hasn’t worked through her trauma & probably never will

the only opening up she does is when she’s writing music

daddy issues galore over here

but she’s a lowkey softie when she  waants 2 be

when she loves someone she loves fiercly !!

mariana . is a  . party . animal

it’s basically all she does

like every night , her stamina is insane bc she can go out every single night until 3 am if she really wants to .

and she’s fun too , if she’s going out she’s getting WASTED

she’s the type of drunk girl to make out w  all her friends

she loves cocaine, is most definitely an addict (   but who isn’t in this city  ), tequila is her alcohol of choice, but she’ll drink anything you give her & weed is her creative saving grace

we luv a bitch who doesn’t care abt her health !

u will most likely find her in sweatpants and a hoodie or a big tshirt

she will dress up to go out & luvs lookin cute for paparazzi & career stuff

um , she listens to a lot of rap and just lays in bed  w her cat smoking blunts

um n ya  .. sad bitch vibes :/

╰ ˚･ﾟ ♡  𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔  :

i have  a wanted connections page here    &   a   wanted  tag  here  !!! i need & want every connection so pls hmu ! like this  &  i’ll come to you .

[my-sherlock221b]

My Wincest ficrecs

I started this rec list a while ago and then real life got super hectic but I have been travelling for  work and continuing to download and read ridiculously enormous amounts of wincest fics!! Have been very bad about going back online later and giving kudos or posting comments even though some of them were just amazing! So instead, as atonement, I am going to rec them here and I hope some of you who read them will send the authors much love and kudos and comments.

I will keep adding to this list as I keep reading and someday may even get organized enough to have little sub categories..... ( wishful thinking!!) so go ahead and enjoy these! Heed the tags in each individual fic.

1. https://archiveofourown.org/works/1094764?view_adult=true

My Love, the Pleasure's Mine by Eugara

Author’s summary: Season 3. While investigating a rash of magically-induced hook ups, Sam and Dean get hit with a fuck or die curse. It would be a lot easier to deal with if the witch wasn't being such a smug bitch about it all.

--It is a delightful story which gets Dean’s inner voice so absolutely perfect it’s a joy to read!Tons of angst and feels and a casefic as well as sex of course.

Some hilarious and perfect parts I have to quote here:

“Don’t worry, I’m sure my brother’s card will work.” He tries to communicate the name issue to Sam using only his eyebrows, but he probably just looks like he’s having a small seizure. Luckily, Sam is fluent enough in Dean-ese to catch his drift. He steps forward, pulls out his money clip, skips over a couple of possibly risky cards, and hands the clerk their brand-est, shiny-est, new-est American Express. He’s also doing a very good job of not looking like he wants to set his brother on fire with his brain. Dean’s so proud. 

…….

Dean lies on the cheap comforter for a few minutes, then shifts his head to the side and calls out, “Hey, Sam. D’you think that ‘fraud’ could be the name of a bird?” Sam pops his head out again, holding a washcloth this time, and gives Dean a weird look. “Y’know, like a ‘black-breasted fraud’ or something.” Dean kicks off his boots as best as he can without unlacing them. “‘Ivory-frauded warbler’.” Sam just stares at him like he’s lost his mind, then shakes his head in mock exasperation and ducks back out of sight.

…..

Sam looks adorably touched at Dean’s stupid little display of affection and gives him a much broader smile in return. Dimples and everything.

…..

They eat shitty sausage pizza, and watch some mind-numbing documentary Sam found about health insurance, and recover until the sun goes down. 

 2. If the dam breaks open many years too soon deirdre_c

Author’s summary: Sam’s soul springs a leak, and Dean’s the one who can repair it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/559187

 My favourite lines:

Dean is an asshole.

My Favourite Lines:

Dean is an asshole.

Okay, Sam will admit Dean can be heroic and generous and loyal and stupidly sentimental, but the rest of the time he’s a fucking asshole. Especially right now.

 .

Dean is nesting. That’s the only way Sam can describe it. He discovers Craigslist and spends hours dragging Sam around the streets of the Upper West Side bargaining with old ladies and empty nesters over a sofa and lamps, a table and an old television.

It’s amusing and bemusing, this new side of Dean. He buys towels and an ottoman and a colander and other mundane things Sam never would have imagined Dean caring about. Sam purchases the few items he needs for his room—an old double bed that’s slightly too short, a nightstand, a desk—and leaves it at that. Dean on the other hand, is displaying an unexpected talent at trash-picking and trolling estate sales and is swiftly filling up the apartment with stuff.

3. The Bedtime series by Marie_Tomas

https://archiveofourown.org/series/219962

 After a night of drinking, Sam and Dean accidentally cuddle. Sam secretly likes it, but Dean seems to hate it. Then it happens again, and again, and again.

 My summary: A very sweet series with lots of fluff and shmoop and eventually some sex too. But is a slow burn, lovely fic with an endearingly confused Sam and a canon compliant Dean who wants nothing to do with expressing feelings or heaven forbid TALK about what is going on  but finds himself wanting to cuddle Sam every night and going slightly mad because he can’t accept why.

 4. Convince Me by WincestSounds (Cammerel)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/721717/chapters/1338514

Sam proposes that he and Dean disguise their selves as a gay couple, looking to become parents, while on a case dealing with Changelings. They end up getting a lot more than they were expecting.

My notes: Beautiful characterization of Dean, revealing his sensitive side. Very sensual and hot sexy times and a parent!fic done superbly.

 5. I feel your hunger in your touch by whispered_story

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13314924

Sometimes, in a post-hunt rush or when emotions are running too high, they have sex, but it doesn't mean anything. They don't talk about it, but there's an unspoken rule between them: They are always back to normal the next day and they never let it affect their relationship.

Until Dean sneaks into Sam's bedroom in the bunker one night and changes the rules on him.

6. The Claiming by waywardelle

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5166644

Read everything by this author!!

At age 32, Sam Winchester presents as an Omega. No one is more surprised than Dean, the Alpha who's been pining over his little brother all his life. Canon divergence after scene with Piper in 11x04, "Baby."

 7.  jesus christ, dad, i sure hope not

https://candle-beck.livejournal.com/117393.html

Again-would recommend everything by this author!

Dean gets stuck in his head like a song sometimes. It's usually when Sam is tired or sick or bored out of his skull, and he's learned to take it as it comes. It's no good fighting it.

It's another thing they can blame on their father. He gave Sam to Dean seventeen years ago, and there Sam has remained, locked into his brother exactly as far as Dean is locked into him. John put them in the back of a car and drove around for a decade while only occasionally glancing over his shoulder to check on them, and in the meantime Dean became every constellation and every guidepost, the single element of Sam's life that has never changed.

  8. Give the Lie by dreamlittleyo

It turns out Dean was wrong when he said there was no such thing as unicorns. It also turns out that when a unicorn steals your memories, you have to play nice to get them back. But what's a Winchester to do in the meantime?

 https://archiveofourown.org/works/178577

A lovely crack-y fic with a case and amnesia and romance and angst and a happy ending !

9. Five Times Dean Winchester Accused His Brother of Being the Antichrist and One Time Sam Actually Was (But Dean Didn’t Care) by leonidaslionhttps://archiveofourown.org/works/402101/chapters/662748

Brilliant and funny! I would recommend anything by this author!

10.  charmer & gentle by Askance

A delightful little fic about an outside POV on the relationship between Sam and Dean.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/4932184

The afternoon girl calls them Big and Tall, the strangers who come in late every now and then, buying this or that. The night girl doesn't think those names fit quite right.

[lacklusterswirl]

Ash x Ceil fic? I suggested it earlier in a different context :P

“Am I taking requests?” Kinda… if you send it in I’ll write it eventually… but I do prefer angst most of the time soooo :p

For those that don’t know, Ciel is an OC who’s technically from an original story of mine, but sometimes shows up in R6 stuff I write just cause he’s also JTF 2.

.

This time, it was Ciel who asked for help, and Rainbow answered. Ash hadn’t seen him since Buck and Frost were first recruited, and when they… well, just leave it the fact that they know each other. But for a budding romance that was already so slow to start, she doesn’t know if he would ever be interested in someone like her for more than just a one night stand. She was intense, stuck-up, and just had to be in control, and he was trying to keep himself from falling back into a similar pattern. And for good reason. Uncertainty tends to kill romance, and she thinks she sees that here too.

Warnings: Mentions of injuring, gunfights, cannon typical violence. (~2.4k words)

“You again?”

Ciel looked away from the blueprints of the building they were preparing to infiltrate. There were strings and pins around the map like he had spent hours on it, but they weren’t the focus of his attention anymore. “You’re part of a Canadian op. Who else were you expecting?”

“Excuse me, ma’am,” another man bumped into her as he went to stand by Ciel. No doubt, despite the impressive stripes on the newer man’s shoulder, Ciel was still higher rank. He always had to be on top, that bastard. He wasn’t even in his fucking uniform, the slob.

As if he read her mind, he looked up and smirked. “Do you plan on joining us anytime soon?”

Ash rolled her eyes and stepped in to take a closer look at the pins. “Sledge and Blitz will be here soon. They had to stop by and get some kind of special badge to walk around.”

“And you made it here first?” The stranger chimed in. His name tag said Millier though, so that must’ve been his last name.

Ciel smirked and looked back up at his own pins. “Ne sois pas méchant. She’s a guest.” Ash just rolled her eyes.

During the briefing, Ciel was calm and didn’t seem to make a big deal out of the op. It was simple. Go in, clear, and get out. No secondary objectives or anything. However, a simple op like that wasn’t why you called in an international org like Rainbow. All these thoughts were over ridden the entire time though because Ash swore that he was making fun of her for something. His eyes seemed to stay on her for a moment longer than the others, and it made her wonder if he was trying to tell her something more subtle. So, afterwards, she stayed behind.

“Something wrong, Ash?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing.”

“Well, I’ve never been better, thanks for asking.” He took a seat on the table so one leg was off the other ground, but the other was still touching the floor. Even now, he seemed in control. As he always was. From the moment she met him to now, this was always how he was.

“There’s nothing else?” She didn’t misread him. For how guarded he was, his patterns were quite simple. “I know you, you know?”

“I was wondering if you’d like to come out around town with me and Millier tomorrow. Bring your team if you’d like. I know Millier wants to hear about your work.”

“So, this has nothing to do with Buck?”

Ciel gave that coy smile to show that she was right. “I figured that if you didn’t want to tell me, that it wouldn’t be an answer I wanted to hear. You do make the teams after all, eh?”

“Buck… well, he’s moved on.”

“And Frost?”

“She’s doing well, if that’s what you want to know. Knows her way around a mission, and is always a comfort to have on your side. She’s fine as well. They aren’t concerns of Rainbow.”

He made some vague agreeing sound. “And you?” Those green eyes settled on her, and she almost felt uncomfortable.

“I’m well. Nothing new has happened, though I was surprised to hear that you called in help this time. Pulling favours? Must be important. You didn’t sound so stressed when you were talking.”

“I can’t disclose much. But know that your organization’s presence here is very welcomed.”

And by the tone of his voice, he meant it.

You don’t send in two higher ranking officers, one of whom was a legend, and three Rainbow ops for just any mission. And so, this was about what Ash expected. They were engaged in heavy fire from the moment they were deployed. Ash looked over at where Sledge was taking shots through the side door and giving a short report every time one went down.

Blitz was with the Canadian ops while they were going straight through the front door, and from the sound of things, they already made their entry. This wasn’t good. They were meant to enter at the same time, but Ash and Sledge were still posted at their door, unable to set foot in the house.

“Lobby clear, but footsteps are approaching from upstairs— CONTACT!” Ciel’s breathy voice broke her away for a quick moment until bullets flew at her again. She nodded at Sledge, they couldn’t fall any further behind. Together, she and Sledge broke into the kitchen and started clearing enemies who were fleeing from Ciel’s team down the stairs and into their waiting crosshairs.

An explosion sounded from above them, and Ash had to take cover from the bullets raining from above. She glanced over at Sledge but saw him testing his left hand.

“Sledge?”

“Grazed my arm when I was breaking down the door. Starting to feel it now.”

“Shit… Stay safe, we’re almost done. Let me know if it gets too bad.”

He nodded and they turned around the corner to take out the last few terrorists in the room.

“This is Ash, we’re going downstairs.”

“Copy.” That was Millier. Why was he the one responding?

“Ash, what are you waiting for? Count me down,” Sledge hissed. Ash nodded and counted them down. The moment they landed, they immediately went back to back as they cleared out the room. Out the room and taking a corner put them in a good position to take out a few without direct engagement.

“This is Mil reporting, top floor is cleared, but Ciel got thrown in the blast from earlier.”

Ash’s heart stopped.

“He’ll be ok, just a little shaken.”

She sighed, relieved, though she couldn’t pinpoint exactly why it mattered so much. It wasn’t like she could do anything about it now either. She and Sledge had to continue their assault.

When it was all done, and Ciel was safely extracted, there was a tense silence on the plane. Ciel had his eyes closed, trying to block out all sound, while Millier was preparing dressings and ice packs. As for Rainbow, Blitz and Sledge were staring at Ash, expecting an outburst. That was her reputation after all. She was intense, focused, too stuck-up, and hot-headed. However, she waited until debrief before demanding the whole story while Ciel was in the infirmary.

They were clearing out the master bedroom, and Ciel was about to push in when Blitz motioned that he would take point with the shield. As he moved forward though, Ciel must’ve caught something on his sensor because he lunged at the German operator while Millier covered them. It was unneeded though. The C4 killed the only terrorist in the room and Ciel had gotten thrown into a wall. Blitz was a little shocked, but fine otherwise.

“I don’t understand. I have a shield for a reason,” he complained the moment Ciel stepped into the briefing room.

“Your back was facing it, what else was I gonna do?” Ciel responded, taking a seat with a slight grimace. “It was calculated though. I knew the layout of the room, the number of enemies, and my own strength.”

“That… I—”

While Blitz stuttered a little trying to come up with a response, Ciel just smiled at Ash and Millier. “How was the rest of debrief?”

“Elle est trop—”

“Elle peut nous comprendre, Millier. Dis-le à moi plus tard.” Ciel gave Ash a small smile and nodded at the rest. “You are all dismissed. Thank you, Rainbow, for coming in. Things would’ve been a little hairier had that been just a two-man op.”

Blitz and Sledge both stood to leave the room, and after a moment – and a few seconds of unsure eye contact – Millier followed them. Ciel waited until the door was closed until he spoke to Ash.

“Millier interrupted earlier, but what did you think of the mission?”

“Why do you care? It’s over,” she helped him pack up the files, reaching for things that would otherwise hurt him to stretch and grasp for. “It’s a success. Congrats.”

“Oh, come on. I can tell you’re mad at me. And a little bit mad at yourself too?”

Well, since he asked for it. “You shouldn’t have gone upstairs. You shouldn’t have entered before I did.”

“The plan was set in motion. Millier and I are best suited to more enclosed spaces, and Blitz had a shield. It was the right team. And entering didn’t lead to any mistakes.”

“It desynced us.”

“It didn’t matter if we were in sync or not. That C4 was ready for us, and it would’ve been thrown whether or not we were synced.”

“The mission wasn’t perfect.” Ash slammed a stack of papers down on the desk in a perfect pile.

“No mission is.” Ciel grabbed them and packed them away haphazardly.

Ash glared at him. “Our reputation—”

“Will not be affected.” Ciel was counting photos, only looking up once to take in her expression.

She could feel the heat creeping up her neck, as she said the next line. “You almost died.”

There. That made him stop. “I didn’t… You know what? Stay here, I’ll be back.”

It took perhaps ten minutes and Ciel was back with a bottle of golden liquid and two glasses. “It’s to help you destress,” he said, offering the glass he just poured. “Drink it slowly though, I would like you to help me finish up here.”

“You aren’t in charge of me anymore,” she smiled around the glass, but complied anyways. God, she hated whiskey, but the soothing burn was a comfort.

Ciel paused as he was placing the next batch of papers in a box. “You know,” he placed his hands on the table and looked Ash directly in the eye. “Millier loves you. Not like… a romantic love, but he is obsessed with your skill and how you command your unit. He admires you. As do all the soldiers you work with, even the ones who don’t really show it. Cut yourself some slack.”

“Can’t get complacent. Not everyone can take ten years off from this work to raise a child then come back basically the same.”

“It’s not complacency, it’s called forgiveness. And everyone made sure to let me know that… gah, that I had… changed.” He made a motion to his general body, and Ash got the general idea. “Yet I had to forgive myself then too.”

She stopped moving her hands as she noticed he hadn’t done anything in the past few minutes. “Get your ass moving or else we’ll be stuck in here for hours.”

He chuckled, but went back to work. Another moment of silence passed before he spoke up again. “I know you still don’t like Buck because of me.”

Her eyes flew up to meet his. “I don’t hold anything against Buck.”

“Except the fact that I was engaged to him about fifteen years ago, and yet I still request regular check-ins with him and Frost, while I haven’t talked to you since… that night.” The way he looked at her while still organizing told her that he knew exactly what he was doing, and the reaction she wanted to give was what he was expecting.

“Is this how you work?” she asked him. There, he wasn’t expecting that.

He tilted his head slightly to the side and looked back down as he started scribbling on a new set of forms.

“Is my handwriting not neat enough?”

With Ciel, as she had learned the first time, it payed to be direct. He wasn’t one to be easily offended, especially if there was no intention. “Are you trying to get me to be one of those girls and boys for you?”

“… One of those girls and boys? You make me sound like I’m constantly hooking up with people.”

“…Aren’t you?” She gave him an even look. For how responsible he was in every endeavor he took, relationships were not one of them.

“Not constantly. No one can do it that often. I certainly can’t. I am getting older,” he smirked, finally standing up and placing the last pile in the box. “You know me. If you want something, it’s best just to ask.”

“I don’t want to be just another one-night stand for you again.”

“You don’t have to be, I mean, you’re already moving onto a two-night status, aren’t you?” He picked up the box with a quiet huff and started to turn away before freezing in place to face her once more.

“I think I get what’s wrong,” he murmured. “You think that I think that you’re easy. And that I don’t respect you.”

Ash stared back, refusing to give anything away, which, in itself, was a giveaway.

“Eliza…” Him saying her real name was… it was bringing back memories she’d rather leave alone. “I won’t judge you for who you sleep and don’t sleep with, and I know you like to stress over the things you don’t know, but… don’t think of me as someone you need to stress over. That’s the last thing I want to be to you.”

“Then how about tonight, Skye? I know you have to check with Iris first, but after… well, I haven’t been in Toronto before.”

He flashed her a smile that practically glowed. “It would be my pleasure. Just don’t make fun of me too much when I get stiff. Age is unpredictable. So are nitro’s.”

“Does this mean you’ll stop ignoring my requests to put operators in your missions?”

“Not a chance!” He spun and leaned against the door with his back. “Knowing you, you’ll outdo too many of my newer soldiers, and they’ll never gain any leadership experience working with you. Ask again when I’m in charge, then I’ll consider it.” Ash was shaking her head at him. “What? You’re too good for some of them!”

“What a jealous old man,” she shook her head.

“Oh, come off it now, I can’t be that much older than you, right?”

“Aren’t you like fifty?”

“F-” his eyebrows furrowed. “Fifty? What did Buck tell you? I’m the same age as him!” She chuckled, and he let the mock frown change into a more satisfied smile. “Come knock on my office when you’re ready.”

“See you then.”

The door closed behind him, and she turned to back her gadget. The bastard always tried to get her to fucking relax, and it worked every time. As long as she didn’t see her operators with this blush, she was sure she could save face. Or not. What were they going to say to her anyways?

[anniemar]

Marvel Movies. Ranked.

by Anniemar. 

I saw a video on the YouTubes that these dudes did, ranking the Marvel movies, and I greatly disagreed with them. So I thought it would be fun to do my own. And this has definitely been both fun and excruciating, seeing as I don’t dislike any of these movies by any stretch of the imagination. Many of these are sooooo near and dear to my heart as I’ve studied them as if I were writing a thesis, Or perhaps fan fiction ;-) Let’s jump in. 

1. Captain America: The Winter Soldier - A perfect movie, ladies and gentlemen. This should have won the damn oscar that year. I am not even kidding. How many times have you watched 12 Years a Slave? Hmm? How many times have you watched The Winter Soldier? 

2. Guardians of the Galaxy - The movie is near-perfect. It just took me back to the childhood feeling of watching the Goonies or E.T. or Indiana Jones or some shit and I will never get tired of watching this movie. Like I never get tired of watching Indiana Jones find the Holy Grail. AND THE MUSIC. Bowie in space! I listen to the soundtrack all the time. Also, Rocket is my all-time favorite character in the MCU. 

3. The Avengers - The feeling I got seeing groups of characters come together in Infinity War was the same when I saw the Avengers, instead it was more like OMG CAP AND IRON MAN IN THE SAME SCENE, instead of OMG CAP AND GROOT AND BLACK PANTHER ... or OMG FACIAL HAIR BROS TONY STARK AND DR. STRANGE. So this movie will always have a special place in my heart. Plus, Loki. Of course. 

4. Thor: Ragnarok - I never laughed so hard during a Marvel movie. Not even during Guardians. I need for Taika to direct more Marvel movies. Believe me, I was ready to be salty without my girl Darcy Lewis, but I’m not even mad. Though I do kind of still weep over the potential of Kat Dennings being directed by Taika Waititi. In this movie I finally really LOVED Thor, connected to him, which I couldn’t say for his other two. I loved Loki more in the other two. Also, I loved Hela. She was savage. 

5. Avengers: Infinity War - I still have a hard time talking about it, but I’ve done nothing but think about it since I saw it. And if that’s not an indicator of a damn good movie, I don’t know what is. I know we all want to sue Marvel for emotional damages, but it’s really only a testament to the amazing world, nay, universe, they built that it’s impacted us like it has. It was definitely heart-wrenching, but I believe the pay-off will be worth it. This movie might go up in ranking as time goes by. 

6. Black Panther - The movie was amazing. And damn, that emotional impact. One of the best villains in the MCU. I almost wanted Killmonger to win and then I remembered how he murdered his girlfriend ... and a lot of other people. But i would have loved to see him go up against Thanos. 

7. Captain America: Civil War - Loved it even though it broke my heart. Plus I think Zemo was an amazing villain. Totally underrated. The dude won. Without brute force. He won purely by fucking with them. Damn, son. And I can’t even say I blamed him for wanting revenge. 

8. Thor - I came to see who the dude was that beat out Alexander Skarsgard for the role and stayed for Tom Hiddleston as Loki. I also love a good ‘fish out of water’ scenario and Thor demanding a horse from a New Mexican pet shop was all sorts of hilarious for me. 

9. Iron Man - I knew I was watching a different kind of superhero movie when I first went to see it. It was witty and fun and smart. It wasn’t the dark or hokey shit we were used to. This was a RIDE. A fun one. I was in. 

10. Captain America: The First Avenger - I remember thinking that I was about to watch the dorkiest superhero movie ever when I went to see it and was proven wrong. I mean, “Captain America” is a pretty hokey name for a superhero, and his spangly outfit didn’t help, but you don’t even think about it anymore because Cap is actually so damn awesome. I also loved the “period piece” feel to the movie, taking place in the 40′s. 

11. Thor: The Dark World - One of the movies I studied for my various fics starring Darcy Lewis. I can’t help but love it. 

12. Guardians of the Galaxy 2 - It wasn’t as perfect as the first one but still pretty damn good. I think I couldn’t quite accept Ego as Quill’s dad just because of how much I prefer his comic dad-story. 

13. Spiderman: Homecoming - I love Tom Holland as Spiderman. He’s the Peter Parker-est of all the Peter Parkers as of late. I also loved Michael Keaton as the villain. I just kinda wish it didn’t feel like an Iron Man movie. 

14.  Ant-Man - Hilarious. Love Paul Rudd. Love Michael Pena. Love Michael Douglas getting work as that dork Hank Pym. Loved seeing the Peggy Carter and Howard Stark cameos. It was a fun heist movie. 

15. Dr. Strange - Fun movie. I need to see it again. 

16. Avengers: Age of Ultron - I didn’t hate it as much as a lot of people did, I did enjoy it, but it also didn’t wow me. I really hated the “Clint has a family and a farm” angle. Clintasha forever. And as much as they pumped up James Spader as Ultron, he didn’t really do anything for me. 

17. Iron Man 3 - I was entertained. Though I was honestly confused. Who was the mandarin again? Do I care? There was a cute kid though. He was funny. 

18. Iron Man 2 - I’ll always love how Mickey Rourke pronounced “bird”. BORED. “I want my bored.” 

19. The Incredible Hulk - I really loved Eric Bana as Hulk and I remember at the time it came out, I was like ... ugh, Ed Norton? I also preferred Sam Elliot Thunderbolt Ross to William Hurt Thunderbolt Ross (I really hate that guy). I mean, it was okay. And now that we know how difficult Ed Norton was to work with it kinda takes the fun out of the movie for me. I’m glad Ruffalo took over the role. 

Okay that was actually really hard. Almost as hard as watching the end of Infinity War. I’m still torn over my phase 1 rankings. I also feel like I really loved Dr. Strange but I didn’t see it as many times as the others, so did I really? 

This was hard. 

Okay, so I want to see your rankings too, though it’s like choosing favorite children. Or pets. Write one and tag me if you’re so inclined ;-)

[babybnntt-blog]

╯reece king, they/them or he/him.╭  ─ get off the street, it’s ( baby bennett ) ! i heard they’re a ( twenty five ) year old ( escort ) in the 212. don’t let that smile fool you, i heard they’re most known to be ( bratty ); sometimes they can be ( bubbly ) but i hardly doubt it. they seem like they’d be the ( crybaby ). they’ve been in the gang for ( one year ). [ elliott, twenty five, est, he/him. ]

Baby had always wanted to be a real people pleaser, at the same time he’d always wanted to get his way; it was a conflicting set of feelings that combined with the rich life style of his family left him to be a bit of an brat in a number of ways. His parents hadn’t been bad people per-say, just busy ones, leaving him to lack attention most of the time. Feeling rather neglected by his parents, ( in reality he wasn’t neglected by them, and he came from a rather rich family, he was just a spoiled brat ) he would eventually decided to answer an internet ad for ‘modeling’ because of that, although it turned out not to be modeling and just amateur porn work. Somehow he wasn’t surprised, he also didn’t hate the idea either; at least with the way he was being talked to about it, being fawned over and gaining attention. Being the little shit he was at the time and of age he decided why not really make his parents proud and go the full mile, after all they always told him not to half ass anything. They still don’t know to this day he did porn and he finds a lot of satisfaction in that, like it’s his dirty little secret. Eventually he’d come to be really something in the amateur world, with well to do people in the circuit really thinking he could be the next big name in professional gay porn if he took that leap. Now here’s where his life really kicks in, Baby didn’t want to do it anymore, for a change he had actually thought he had something stable in his life, after a few not so great significant others Baby would eventually date his manager, a big no in the industry; well any industry. There he was either way though, young, dumb and in love. He finally got the kind of attention he’d always wanted and with that came not needing the spotlight and for the first time in Baby’s life it wasn’t as much about him, it was about someone else. Sure it was still selfish, but not as much as it was before. As the story goes however, love lasts about as long as the money does and the moment Baby wasn’t making it, was the same moment he lost his manager and his boyfriend. Baby felt so stupid. He felt so fucking stupid and lonely and heartbroken, he briefly thought about going back into the business to win back his love ex. But he told himself he was done trying to win over men a long time ago, hell  why the hell would he lower himself any further than he had for this guy?! He wouldn’t, he couldn’t, he didn’t..except Baby didn’t take the time to realize that he was broke ( he didn’t want to admit to his parents the lifestyle he’d been leading so going back to them hadn’t really been an option ) and while not wanting to get back into the business for a lover who didn’t want him anymore. Baby could go back into the business for revenge while he waited around for something less soul sucking or dick sucking to be more realistic. Make more money than before just to rub it in that stupid assholes face, yep that was the plan. How dare he leave Baby, how dare he hurt him over what, paper? Baby was tired of feeling sorry for himself and decided to jump right on back in head first, making a name for himself as one of the bigger new porn stars in gay porn and at such a prime age he had his whole career ahead of him in the industry. But money and revenge didn’t buy Baby what he really wanted, leaving him in his current spot, more alone than ever, wanting to be more than just a pretty face with a degree in sex. Granted that degree was worth a lot more behind the scenes. So while he’s still in porn he’s recently joined up with the 212, it’s not much better, but it’s something. He’d met one of the members at a party by chance who recognized him and they told Adrian about him, hence him being with them.

Name: Baby Daniel Bennett, Nicknames: Baby, it started as a nickname and then became his porn name, although he did go by a different last name when he did porn. Either way Baby stuck and eventually he got so used to people calling him that, he actually got his name changed to it, although his parents are still very much unaware. Age: Twenty Five, Nationality: American, Socioeconomic Level as a child: Upper Class, his parents had money but they also tended to spend more than they made. Their end debt these days and he’s unaware. Socioeconomic Level as an adult: Middle to lower class, Baby lost a lot of his money to his even more manipulative that himself ex, the guy was an older man who was sort of like the father figure that he lacked, at the time he gave Baby the attention he craved. He spent so much on his ex he forgot to take care of himself and when Baby decided to try and do less porn and possibly leave the game to focus on his relationship he was left just like that Hometown: Boca Raton, Florida. Current Residence: TBA Occupation: Porn Star & escort for the 212. Talents/Skills: Sex, Does tying a knot in a cherry stem count or sucking a lollipop clean faster than the average person count? No, well then-- Baby is a real people person, always has been; he doesn’t walk into a room knowing a stranger and can usually get what he wants, you could say those are his biggest skills. He’s also quite the smooth talker and while he is rather susceptible to older men in power (primarily due to issues with his father and most of the men in his life) Baby normally doesn’t let people take advantage of him. He could have been good in acting at one point or another, but due to his work in porn that skill is kind of worthless. Now he’d rather use his skills to help someone else get what they want, make himself feel useful again after the lose of everything else in his life, but it seems he might be stuck in porn till he’s all washed up. Birth order: Baby is an only child, so the birth order is just him. He might of not been so focused on had he had siblings though, due to being an only child both his parents were hypercritical of him. Parents: They don’t know he’s a porn star, nor do they know he’s an escort, as far as they know, he went to the college they wanted him to go too and he got a business degree. Grandparents: His grandma on his mothers side likes to send him birthday cards every year, he keeps them tucked away under his bed in a box. His grandfather on that side doesn’t really bother with him very much but for some reason always tries to get Baby to go golfing with him. His other grandparents don’t speak to him at all, to be fair he’s surprised their still alive. Significant Others: None currently, he’s had a handful of short lived ex’s, one of them being female in his younger years but that was experimental and short lived, his last ex left him and he’s still currently in the process of healing, by healing he’s been with like two guys since then because he’s petty like that. Relationship skills: Great, as long as you aren't one of his ex’s. Baby is both a people pleaser and a himself pleaser, he’ll make you think that what he wants is what you want. That may not be a good thing, because doing unselfish things for selfish reasons still isn’t good but at the end of the day it means he knows how to work a relationship in his favor. Height: 6'0" Weight: 154 lbs, Race: Baby is mixed race. His father is Irish and his mother is from the Caribbean island of St. Vincent. Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Dark brown, almost black, it really just depends on the lighting and how much he’s been out in the sun recently. Glasses or contact lenses?: Neither, although he does love sunglasses, preferably heart shaped ones. Distinguishing features: Baby is tall and he lets you know it, the guy never slouches when standing at least, and heaven help you if he decides to wear his taller platforms. The lanky mass of a man is also fairly in shape, in the sense of he doesn’t have a six pack but his body looks great regardless. Sort of like a swimmers body or a twinks. Smooth skin, toned and he does get bruises rather easily, mostly on his knees, no pun intended. He broke his right hand once when he was younger so he’s left handed now. His right hand due to the former breakage, is the weakest body part of his, he couldn’t throw a decent punch with it if he tried, not without hurting himself at least. His left wrist was once broken as well, from an accident on set of a porno. They also both tend to hurt in the colder weather. Baby has long eye lashes, trimmed eyebrows, small flat moles littering his body and often pouty lips. He wears makeup unashamed, unless he has to look ‘professional’. Even then he’ll wear the occasional lip gloss to make his lips have that extra pop! His fingernails are always cut and trimmed to a french tip manicure, while his hair is styled short, shaved on the sides and curly on the top. How does he dress?: Baby is very tacky, but in the sense of cute and quirky and kinda sexy to the right person. Think the male version of Alabama from True Romance, or Fran Drescher from the Nanny. Because those would be his fashion inspirations. That being said he isn’t above wearing ‘women's clothing’ he wouldn’t considering himself a cross dresser, as much as he likes to think gendered clothing is stupid and he’ll wear what he wants, he’s a trend setter in his mind. For more information on his style see the fashion tag. Mannerisms & Quirks: Dots his i’s with hearts when writing and has to stop himself from doing it when writing serious things, is double jointed in some parts of his body and thinks it’s a cool party trick to show people when drunk, still has stuffed animals and is very fond of them. Has a watch but carries it around in his pocket instead of on his wrist. Baby skips a bit more than a grown adult should and he can’t drive. Baby bites his lower lip a lot, mostly when anxious it’s his most obvious sign of being uncomfortable. He fidgets when bored and licks his lips when he wants someone or something. Habits: He smokes on rare occasion, but he tries not to, he doesn’t really care for the smell, he mostly only started due to an oral fixation and curbs any cravings with lollipops or toothpicks. Baby drinks a lot in his free time, primarily pink wines or cheap champagne. He used to drink more when he was doing porn, something to take the edge off but he doesn’t really do it as often as he used to anymore. Health: He’s as healthy as ever, he makes sure to take good care of himself, regular doctors appointments included, partly because of his career and partly because he’s super vain about how he looks. Fearing that looks are all he’s every really had to depend on. Hobbies: Watching older movies, listening to jazz music, going to those dark lit hipster bars in the city that are way to expensive and smell of cigar smoke. Shopping for clothes or beauty products, watching pro wrestling it’s a guilty pleasure. A lot of his hobbies honestly come from his ex’s sadly he didn’t really realize he took on their personalities and likes to some degree, trying to fit into subcultures he didn’t belong in. Favorite Sayings: “okey dokey doggie daddy.” Speech patterns: Coming from Boca Raton, Baby has a slight Queens/Manhattan brogue type of accent, it’s a bit melodic and mellifluous with just a hint of nasality. His parents families are from up north so it’s really no surprise there. It’s not heavy but from someone with a different accent it’s definitely noticeable. Disabilities: None, Greatest flaw: Like his name sake Baby is quite a big baby sometimes, he’s used to getting his way and normally isn’t a pushover because of that but sometimes that leads him to come across as spoiled or bratty. His father used to call him a crybaby growing up and you could say that just about sums him up at his worst. Best quality: Baby is a very loving person, he’s also usually very likable when he wants to be. The man typically is willing to give others what they want or need so long as he too gets his share of attention for it. He does generally like to make people happy either way and if he cares enough about you or your cause he’ll typically let his own wants and needs fall to the side. However he might bitch about it later if provoked. Educational Background: Finished high school but only went to collage for a year before he lied to his parents and said he finished it. Intelligence Level: It depends, Baby isn’t book smart, but he isn’t dumb by any means, at least not in the traditional sense; he never really paid attention in school and with him dropping out he never had a chance to rectify that. What he lacks in knowledge he more than makes up for in his people skills, he’s a gifted manipulator when he needs to be, combined with his normal whimsical likability it makes him very socially smart. He’s able to figure out how people work and try to get the most out of them if needed, he feeds of being needed and wanted so it’s really no wonder he’s so smart in social situations. Any Mental Illnesses?: None that he’s been made aware of, although his grandmother and mother are bi-polar and he may be as well but he hasn’t confirmed it. Character’s short-term goals in life: Find a job that gives him fulfillment. Character’s long-term goals in life: Baby doesn’t think that far ahead, if he did he might see that he should maybe start his own porn studio, actually make sure people in the industry are getting treated right instead of what ended up happening to him because he started young. In reality he’ll probably be in porn and the 212 untill he dies, because he’s so dead set on being needed he’d rather play second fiddle to someone else to get that rush of attention. How does Character believe he is perceived by others?: Good enough, he thinks they judge him about his job if they know but otherwise he is normally under the impression that people think he’s quirky and like him for that. How self-confident is the character?: Very, at least around most people, he does have issues around older men and usually ends up being very meek if they seem more confident than him or remind him of his father. Does the character seem ruled by emotion or logic or some combination thereof?: Emotion more than anything else, he likes to think otherwise but honestly he tends to be rather emotional more than logical. What would most embarrass this character?: Being made a joke in front of a group of people, or being belittled in public, honestly he just doesn’t like the idea of being laughed at or pushed around where everyone can see. He’d rather keep that shit behind closed doors and cry about it later when nobody is watching. Emotional Characteristics:Introvert or Extrovert?: Extrovert, How does the character deal with anger and conflict?: He cries, he’s such a cry baby that he almost cries with every emotion. It’s sort of his go to for emotions. But when he’s not angry crying he can’t really control his anger very well and tends to go overboard. With change?: He embraces change depending on what kind of change, but is usually pretty good about it. With loss and sadness?: He tends to lock himself away, or drink himself half dead, there’s no in between. What motivates this character?: His future, pettiness. What frightens this character?: Being alone, being unwanted or unneeded. Heights sort of freak him out, being yelled at scares him a bit and makes him anxious. What makes this character happy?: Other’s needing him, other’s letting him lean on them, getting his way. Is the character judgmental of others?: Sometimes, more so in the sense of trying to figure out who they are as a person though or to gauge them. Is the character generous or stingy?: Depends, if he wants something from someone generous, and while he normally isn’t stingy he can be at times if he’s feel like a brat. Is the character generally polite or rude?: Polite, although he’s always ready with a rude retort if need be and can become a rude little brat at the drop of a hat. Does the character believe in God?: His family does, he doesn’t know if he does. He wants to believe but is overall unsure. Sometimes he prays when he’s really upset, he doesn’t know if it works but it makes him briefly feel better.

[kxias]

...so, yeah, don’t rlly know how the fuck i got accepted to be quite honest w you??? like that definitely sounded fake but yet here we are??? anyways, hi, i’m red (she/her pronouns please) i’m 19 and i live in the est timezone and i am so, so excited about this roleplay — like i said, highkey was not expecting to get accepted so it certainly came as a shock when i refreshed the main before leaving to grab dinner and saw my post? i’ve been dying to put this muse of mine into play for a month or so now but i really haven’t been able to find a group that i was Down for up until i saw this one ! i am a heaux for uni rps, an even bigger one for the greek life rps since i in a million years would never be able to join greek life (yay introvert!!) and while i wasn’t here first time around, i’m happy to be here now and writing w all you lovely people ; i’m working on getting her stats and wanted connections up so pls bear with me, classes started back today and i’m trying to sift thru all the junk of my online courses while attempting to enjoy my last moments of freedom but they’ll be up soon ! in the meantime, there’s a bit beneath the cut about my baby angel and a few ideas to tide you over, make the heart go red and i’ll pop in your ims for plots ! and yes, i do ramble like this all the time so Get Ready !!

tw: death, slight depression, mentions of verbal/emotional abuse

have you read the gossip blog lately ? apparently, a GIGI HADID lookalike was seen strolling across campus with their DANCE textbook. but nah, that’s just KAIA ZAMAN, the TWENTY year old JUNIOR, i’m sure you know HER. they’re mostly known as THE SANGUINE because they’re very SILVER-TONGUED and INTREPID but also RETICENT and GUILELESS.

so kaia was born and raised in chicago, illinois, the only child her parents ever had due to a few factors — one of which being that it was incredibly hard for her mother to carry a child + rushed into an emergency hysterectomy right after kaia’s birth, so she was their rainbow baby

her parents did everything in their power to make kaia as happy as they possibly could since she had been everything they’d wanted for so long, so whether it was letting her watch another cartoon before bed or enrolling her in dance classes at the age of three after a full-fledged obsession with the nutcracker reached its pique, they pretty much granted her any wish she could’ve possibly had

at age four, a few nights after christmas, kaia and her parents were on their way home from dinner, taking a road that was pretty notorious for collecting black ice in the winter and got into a really bad accident, and this cost her both of her parents

so in her father’s will + due to a lack of any other eligible family members, kaia was left in the custody of her uncle ( dad’s younger brother ) and it was...disastrous, to say the least; daniel had pretty much resigned to a life of forever being a bachelor and fucking around and now he had a four year old niece that he was expected to raise???

her uncle was a trashbag with a few shreds of decency (driven by guilt) in him — he wasn’t going to dump her into the foster system but he sure as hell didn’t want anything to do with her ! so in true trashbag fashion, he just decided to completely neglect her, pretend like she wasn’t there and hope she’d get the hint, and it took her a while to figure this out?? kaia was a sweet kid who went from having a shit ton of affection and love to being ignored and treated like she was a nuisance, and it fucked w her head at four years old

she wound up raising herself; all her uncle was good for was giving her a place to live, making sure she had clothes on her back and food in her stomach, and putting on an act when people gave a second glance their way. the only time he really wanted anything to do with her was when he could benefit her somehow, like keep one of his girlfriends around ( they all found kaia adorable and daniel ‘admirable’ for stepping up ) or when it came to the $$, her parents had left her a little but daniel pretty much absorbed it and took it for himself, to throw more parties or buy booze or play sugar daddy to one of his hookups?? like i said, trashbag

kaia and her uncle were roommates at best, and that was pushing it — she struggled a lot with the neglect internally, and her way of coping was to push it down, push it down, suppress with a smiling face and act like all was well. daniel was enough of a decent person to let her continue with the dance lessons which she absolutely adored, dance was her Everything, and by the time she hit high school, she started teaching classes at the studio she learned at in order to make some $$ that daniel wouldn’t take for his own

the older she got, the more she’d fight back a little against daniel and they had their fair share of fights ( which usually ended in daniel saying something to shut her down entirely and she’d scramble away ) but even despite that, sHE NEVER GAVE UP HOPE ON HIM...?? like, kaia always gave him the benefit of the doubt even though he’d proved himself time and time again thAT HE DIDN’T DESERVE IT

to her it was v black and white, she didn’t understand why tf he wouldn’t just get over himself and be a Family ( daniel is Where she gets her stubbornness tbh ) but despite having a little resent towards him, kaia never ever stopped hoping that he’d wake up one day and they’d start being a family and she still hasn’t bc optimist in the highest degree

when it came to college, kaia knew if she didn’t get out of chicago she was literally going to be sick, there was just smth about the loneliness there that made her skin crawl ( she also hates the winter now so she had to get as far away from snow as possible lmao ) and so she was like “alright i need a college on the west coast and w my dance major”, found crawford, and it was Settled

you ain’t getting my gossip blog secret out of me *wink*

anyways, now that the tragic backstory has been #unlocked...onto kaia

she’s the sanguine, which basically means bitch is a ball of sunshine, which she is — there’s no such thing as a stranger in her world, she likes constantly being surrounded by people ( bc she gotta make up for being lonely all those childhood years, thanks a ton dAN ) and making new friends and going out, she just loves people and people usually love her, she knows how to reel them in and keep them by her side, girlie will do Anything

she flat-out refuses to see the bad in people, even if it is staring her in the face, and this is where her stubborn nature comes in to play?? you can’t tell her anything, once her mind is set on something there is no hope of ever talking her out of it, she’s got to come to her senses on her own and even then it’s usually too late or she diminishes the impact of it?? she’s rash and got bad tunnel vision so it’s p clear where disaster lies w her

has the unhealthiest coping mechanisms on the history of the planet, tbh; she thinks the cure to everything is putting a smile on and acting like it’s not a problem and while that works when one fails a test, it doesn’t work w everything and she’s just forced so much pain and depression and anger down that it is Bound to come right back up at some point, so basically homegirl is a ticking time bomb

kaia’s also a people pleaser, she’d literally give you a kidney if you asked, which makes it easy for people to manipulate her?? and she doesn’t always see when she’s being manipulated either?? and won’t always stand up for herself when she’s being treated unfairly??? she just likes keeping the peace if at all possible

blurs the line a lot between doing things because she can and doing things because she feels an obligation to so she doesn’t let anyone down

ever since her parents died, she doesn’t like to give anything a second-guess — if she wants to do something, then she’s doing it, because it may not come back around again or she may not have the chance to. is the Definition of living in the moment, which is nice in theory, but kaia is v bad at compartmentalizing so it’s easy for her to get off track or ofc do things that will come back to bite her

dance is life, i’m not even gonna go into detail on it bc this is long enough already and like.....it’s just her whole world, ok, moving along

she wants everyone to let her in but she very rarely returns the favor, which is why i gave her the reticent trait?? she doesn’t tell people about her parents or her uncle, doesn’t let people see that iceberg of emotions underneath the surface, she acts like if it doesn’t exist then it doesn’t as far as anyone’s concerned???

girl is one of the greatest friends you could ever have but is a piece of work when you think about it, tbh, so that being said come love us !

and if you read this far: the reason this STUPID vine is my ooc tag is bc i have an ex named kyle who is a piece of trash and that vine is a p accurate description of how i feel about him.....plus it just makes me laugh ok going now

[comicsatlasrp-blog]

Welcome to Comics Atlas, Ingrid  !! Your application for Selina Kyle / Catwoman with the faceclaim of Elodie Yung has been accepted !! We love how passionate you are about Selina and the attention to detail you put forth in every aspect of your application !! Please send in your account within 48 hours. Don’t forget to:

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Name / Timezone / Pronouns: Ingrid / EST / She/her, they/them.

You’re free to begin RP-ing as soon as the other apps are accepted and the follows posted !!

selina had never been one for writing - she dropped out of school so young and while it was partially out of necessity, she was never really the school type. she could read and write, obviously, but she never quite saw the point of it - she always though oral and visual communication were far more effective. maggie, however, loved writing. she thrived in school and selina truly believed that her younger sister would be the first kyle to ever attend college. her specialty was always writing; anything creative, really, maggie took to quickly.

she and maggie used to write letters when they were seperated - or maggie would write selina letters and selina would use them to track her down so she could see her sister’s face - on a rare occasion she would send one back, but she was always paranoid that her foster family would intercept them. they were a great source of comfort to selina, though she wouldn’t admit to anyone besides her younger sister. maggie could always draw a piece of selina out that no one else had the luxury of seeing. maggie is the only person alive that could cause her to write a silly little letter that she was never, ever going to send.

sitting on her floor, luna curled by her side and jasper stepping on her lap when he felt he wasn’t getting the attention that he clearly deserved, selina carded through the shoe box full of letters sent back and forth to the adolescent sisters. most of them were opened and selina had read through them more times than she could count, but others were still sealed. those were the select few that sighing, she hunched forward to write another letter that would never see the light of day.

mags,

you’ve been gone for almost twenty four hours and i’m going out of my goddamn mind. i’ve looked for you everywhere - even went to that stupid cathedrall that brian used to drag us to. remember? of course you do, you still go there sometimes. i’ll never understand that, maggie. that place was awful. the nuns were such bitches and brian would always get so high and mighty about being in a house of god. but you still go back. why? you told me once that you found it comforting. if that’s true, why weren’t you there tonight?

seriously, maggie. where are you? i’ve looked everywhere and i can’t think of where else you could be. maybe i don’t know you as well as i thought i did. you certainly don’t know me as well as you think you do. always seeing the best in me - you see the best in everyone. most people don’t deserve that kindness, mags - i sure as fuck don’t.

i went out tonight, in the storm. i was looking for you but when i couldn’t find you i got.. restless. i always get restless. there was this guy - blonde hair, blue eyes, fuckin aryan fuck with a smug smirk on his face. you would have loved him, you always fall for guys you think you can fix.

you gotta stop that, maggie. you gotta stop letting men hurt you. just because maria and brian were fuck ups doesn’t mean that we have to be. brian always hated me because i looked like her and acted like her when she was being bitchy. but you were the best parts of her. you were light and happy and you wanted to help everyone. but you also let people walk all over you to keep from hurting them. and fuck that. i’ve always told you - rule number one, look after number one. you’re better than she ever was, you don’t have to take this shit.

but anyway, he talked me up - they always think they’re so goddamn clever, don’t they? and he had this watch - platinum, old, had to have family money. he was easy, all men are easy - they think with whichever head is harder at the time, but of course you know that. he took me home, i fucked him stupid. he was a drake, i think. or some sort of old gotham money. still lived on his family’s estate. and there was this safe in the office. when he was giving me the ‘look how rich and important i am tour’ he bragged about how it was uncrackable. he was practically begging for me to try it, maggie. i mean, honestly. uncrackable, i eat that shit for breakfast. it wasn’t that complicated, just a silly combination lock and the clearly whoever set up the laser security never met a gymnast before. had over six mil in there. six million dollars, maggie.

i remember when were were kids, i was eight and you had just turned three and brian was making us act like we were homeless so we could get some food. someone threw us a ten dollar bill and we cried for hours because we were able to eat for the first time in days. and now i’m standing in a safe with six fucking million dollars in it. it still shakes me sometimes, when i’m stealing - the first time i lifted a hundred dollar bill i was only nine, i think. i couldn’t stop smiling, maggie. nearly had a panic attack thinking about how much money, how much food we could buy, with the piece of paper in my hands. we talked about stealing some more and running away from him, buying our own house when we were in our teens. you remember that? you have to, brian found out and nearly kicked my teeth in for trying to use it to buy you a new jacket.

i know you hate it, what i do. you think it’s immoral and wrong. but you don’t get it, mags. i would say that i couldn’t get a decent job because who would hire a high school drop out with a laundry list of felonies under her belt. but i would be lying to you and i try not to do that anymore. it used to be for survival, you know that. and it still is, because i don’t know who i would be without it. it’s a rush, mags. knowing that i can do something, that i have something that nobody else does. no one can do what i do like i can. i like being like smoke, people can’t catch me and they never know i’m there until i’m long gone. and yeah, i like the money and the luxury but it’s more than that.

i hate them, you know. we hated them when we were younger but i think you let it go. but the rich. they looked at us like we were nothing. they pretend that they give a damn about us but they never do. they liked to smile sadly and spare a few dollars for street trash like us but they always look down on us. we were nothing but scum under their shoes. they used us; to feel better about themselves, as a campaign promise, as stories of boogeymen to their kids - you’ve gotta work hard, little timmy. you don’t want to end up like them, do you?

and i can take from them, i can take whatever i want from them and they’ve never been able to stop me. i’m better than them because they were born into this life and i’ve clawed my way into it. and i won’t apologize for that. i won’t apologize for being good at what i do. i won’t apologize for wanting more than what brian and maria had. i won’t apologize for the thrill i get when i hold something that poor little selina kyle never thought she would hold. doing that would be letting them win, and it would be looking back.

you’re the only thing that i let myself look back to, maggie. you’re the only thing that was good about that part of my life and you’re one of the only good things about this part of my life. because as much as i get a thrill from thievery and wrecking havoc on gotham and i stopped caring about much else besides the money, i still love my baby sister with all of my heart. you’re the best part of me, mags. you bring out what little decency i have left. i still need you, maggie. and you’re not here.

you don’t get to die on me, maggie. i’ve spent too much of my life protecting you and you’ve spent too much of your life fighting to let some pervy fuck or falling rocks let this be the end of maggie kyle. i won’t fucking allow it.

but where are you, maggie?

as the final strokes of ink stained the page, selina’s eyes were leaking tears. she didn’t make a sound - her cries were always silent - but her all of her cats were starting to gather around her, purring in distress of their master. the woman bit her lip, wiping her eyes before smiling down at her cats. “ it’s alright, babies, ” she cooed, scratching iris’ ears before reaching for an empty envelope. carefully folding and sliding the letter in place, selina set the paper back in the nearly always concealed box. a small orange stray she had just taken in hopped onto her lap, causing her to bring the tiny animal to her chest. “ it’s all going to be okay. ”

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NBA Trash DFS Takes (March 4th)

This is a preview of how MLB articles will be written, they will have four “tiers” the obvious plays (which sites like RG/DFI) will tout as amazing plays and insult your intelligence like you couldn’t figure them out. Next the good plays which will consist of mostly middle tier priced player good to see 5x value (these often wont have amazing ceilings but are good for both cash/gpp. Next we will have the GPP tier which is where things get a little interesting with GPP plays and finally the “That Guy” tier where I pick that one low owned dude who will likely be in the first place GPP lineup also with the fades of the night.

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Obvious Plays:

Well 6 of the 9 guys in the first place lineup were featured in the article yesterday ( I didn’t like Favors but I digress) . Not terrible but Brandon Ingram was…shoot the damn ball kid, anyway lets get into todays plays.

 Russell Westbrook – Not playing today but I’m just keeping his name here so I don’t have to retype it the next time he appears on a slate.

 Mo Harkless $4,800 – I’m not gonna waste your time…just lock the dude in

 Gary Harris $5,400 – Off game last slate for him but he’s seeing too much volume for his price tag. Not an amazing ceiling but no real reason to fade him in cash.

 Khris Middleton – I’m not a huge fan but he is cheap (7-8k player usually) because of injury. I know A LOT of people will be riding him in all formats so he should be included here. (He is listed as probable to play and should be monitored for any type of minute restriction will make him a not premium play)

 LEBRON IS OUT I AM SAD 

The Good Plays:

 Al-Farouq Aminu $5,400 – The disrespect this man gets is unreal he shouldn’t have been 9% on a 3 game slate but I digress. He is pulling 30+ minutes a night off the bench (because Noah Vonleh is fucking ass cheeks) and seeing decent volume. His rebounding numbers are going to take a slight hit with Nurkic lurking down low but with a matchup vs BKN and his increased role off the bench I would put him AS A MUST PLAY TONIGHT

 Addidng an extra guy because Lebron is out....

K Leonard $9,000 - I find this play slightly more favorable than Butler who will be shadowed by Luc Mbah A Moute. Leonard is a more dependable safe floor play today.

Deron Williams $4,700 - Price tag has all but tanked but remember this is a 6-7k player getting a huge usage and minute spike with lebron and kyrie out DEF a good GPP play

Bobby Portis $4,400 – Everyone blew their load on Portis during preseason DFS like degenerates and now we all get to play him together again tonight!  The only qualm I have is portis has been picking up minutes because he has been playing well, nothing about him is guaranteed. If Mirotic comes in the game and is firing he will likely see 27 minutes and portis will be relegated to bench duties for the night. It really is a carousel at the PF in Chicago but Portis will be highly owned at a position that is fairly weak tonight.

 Jusuf Nukic $6,400 – The Bosnian Beast is tearing up the stat sheet with his newfound team and draws a hell of a matchup tonight going to Disney world vs the lowly nets. Nurkic has looked extremely out of shape over the past few games but it appears Terry Stotts is just going to run him till the wheels fall off. I would call him a must play in all formats tonight (which isn’t a bold prediction but whatever)

 Dame Lillard – Cash game play for sure tonight…just loading up on Portland.

  The GPPs :

Post Publish note adding two guys to gpp list 5:44 PM EST:

Norman Powell/Danny Green $3,800 - Powell getting extra run with new Raps second team lu and Manu is out for SAS making green a fine play both for $3,800

Mike Conley $7,700 – Conley draws a fairly decent matchup pace wise and has been on a roll since the All Star break. Quite frankly point guard is a pretty ugly position today and Conley is one of the few guys who has 6x+ upside (NO I WILL NOT PLAY BUM KEMBA FUCK OFF)

ZBO Zach Randolph $6,100 - He has been EN FUEGO and is seeing added minutes. PF is a pretty lackluster spot today so ZBO could be worth a flyer in a high pace matchup

 Dwyane Wade $7,400 – Merely based on his price he is a solid plug only in GPPs. His game has been totally missing  as of late but he is underpriced especially in a decent pace game with a high implied total. Definitely a decent amount of risk involved but high ceiling and a dud game realistically shouldn’t drop much below the high 20s

 That Dude

 Tyler Ullis was apparently the plug yesterday? Guess we are all really bad DFS players for missing that gem! Today I’m going to throw Aminu in the winning lineup around 6% owned (probably less). Solid plug today and he isn’t getting any traction in DFS circles for god knows what reason but hey, if it keeps his price tag low I’ll keep running him out there!

 Fade: HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN HARDEN

I hate Kemba Walker on a deply  disturbing level and am waiting for his inevitable 13 fdp outing

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PRO TIP: Dont play Mirotic and Bobby Portis together ever...they have a extremely high negative correlation.

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