#green day imagine

[onlysushicat]

start with the basics and finish the animatic i have almost done?

nah dude have them beta kids dancing in 12fps

[medeaaasworld]

Woke up thinking about this part from extra content:

like—are we just going to ignore the fact that Andrew comes to Wymack to drink and talk about Kevin??? So often that Wymack just assumes that every time Andrew starts talking it's about Kev??? And the first time Andrew doesn't drink because of Kevin is when he drinks because of Neil???

[incorrect-green-lantern-quotes]

Currently drunk and imagining Green Lanterns being the resident alien experts in the Justice League/Titans/whatever superhero team they’re in

Like, when the JL first got together and Hal learned that two of his teammates were the last survivors of their worlds, he decided then and there that he would always support them in whatever way he could.

(Because as the first- and for a while, only- human in the Green Lantern Corps, Hal knew better than most what it was like to be the only one of his species in a room. It’s astonishingly lonely even when you know your planet and people are still alive and well.)

So Hal asks his ring for information about Krypton and Mars, which holidays their people had celebrated and held sacred, what foods they had enjoyed that he could recreate with ingredients available on Earth.

Hal ends up becoming the third JL member after Bruce and Diana to learn about Superman’s secret identity after Clark has to explain that he came to Earth as an infant and most of his own knowledge of Krypton is as secondhand as Hal’s is. J’onn however, is very touched by Hal’s attempts at baking N’bisko cookies, as it reminds him of when he would make them with his wife and daughter.

Guy inadvertently makes Hal's practices into a tradition when he gets roped into some Fourth World drinking games with Mr. Miracle and Big Barda. Apokolips might be a flaming hellhole, but it was still once home to them both and they do miss it at times. Even in his Warrior years, Guy keeps his pub stocked with food and drinks that are popular in space, in case he gets a hungry visitor from the stars.

From then on, it becomes a duty of their shared legacy. John in his rookie days didn’t listen much to Hal but this was one of piece of advice he did heed: You might end up with an alien refugee as a teammate at some point, and it is your job as a Green Lantern to be there for them when they’re homesick. John was never a member of the Titans, and he's certainly no mentor to the team's alien princess, but he does visit Starfire on days when her banishment from Tamaran weighs most heavily, like the Blorthog Festival.

Kyle had no idea about any of this when he inherited the last ring in the wake of the Corp’s twilight. Expecting him to pick up where his predecessors had left off would have been just another weight to carry on his shoulders. So instead the heroes who'd once been touched by a Green Lantern's kindness now return the favor for their only successor. They tell Kyle about the Corps that were the keepers of peace and justice across the universe for thousands of years. They tell him of how the emerald knights of Oa were brave and kind and loved by so many people.

They tell him these things because they see that the Green Lanterns were more than just an organization of lawmen. They were a legacy, a family, a culture. Unorthodox insofar as that every member was an adopted one, but that only meant Kyle is just as much a son of the Corps as Hal or Guy or John had ever been. He may be Oa’s last son, may not have known that he belonged to the Green Lanterns until their light was all but gone, but he would never have to be lonely.

[kotikaleo]

LIZARDS ARE BACK!

And they brought some friends!

Free them! Free them all!

With the second wawe of milk lizards I am bringing you also the first wawe of soda cans and energy drinks filled with Lizards!

Same thing as before - double sided, slight 3d effect with a label on top and a unique back label that tells you contents and all important stuff you need to know about them uwu

❗PREORDERS are open until DECEMBER 25th and orders will be shipped in MID JANUARY❗

The stock is limited, because I am just one person, but also don't worry, I will make a third wawe and fourth and so on, I muself hate artificial scarsitry (ew)

Reblogs are appretiated

[puppetmaster13u]

 Danny and his haunt are more than a little distressed to find out that Pariah Dark can’t be destroyed and can only be sealed away due to being the Ancient of Darkness. Danny is worried about someone trying to wake him up again, while his friends are more worried about the ghost going after the newborn Ancient of Space again. 

 They scour libraries, search high and low in both the Ghost Zone and the living world for a solution before finally just asking Clockwork. 

 And well, they feel like just a bit of idiots but also elated. 

 Because if Danny can become the new embodiment of space, then what’s to stop them from giving the power of darkness to someone else that’s not Pariah Dark? 

 They make a list of requirements, ask both ghosts and living friends. There’s nothing in their world, no one quite right, but what about other worlds? The realms are supposedly infinite right? So there had to be someone out there. 

 And while it takes a long, long time, they eventually find one when a small bloodied ghost of greens, golds, and reds comes forth shyly, eyes burning with determination. He speaks of heroes and villains- far more than their own world- of a city cloaked in shadow and of a single man trying to help despite it seeming impossible. 

 Who better to become the new Dark besides the dark knight himself after all? 

[foxstens]

'Kevin tried refilling his mug, but he'd drunk enough by now to be clumsy with it. Half of what he poured ended up on the coffee table, and Kevin swore in a quick handful of languages. He set the bottle down, looked around for something to clean his mess with, and ended up patting at the puddle with his hand.'

does he know i love him

[senatortedcruz]

that's why i can't run for office like i can't do this muh bipartisanship crap. I'd be giving stump speeches like i hope every republican dies and goes to hell no matter what

[mamulgogi]

[You are my light]

[o5-25]

You know these kinds of situations, when you're trying to make an apple pie to surprise your ex-boss/associate/father-figure(?) and asking your friend for help, but he only knows how to craft pies in minecraft? Many such cases.

[sophmere]

Who are you most excited about seeing at AMAs50?

Look how happy Jisung is!

[fanfics4all]

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Request: Yes / No Kinktober Day 8!

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Dom!Oliver Queen x Sub!Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1534

Warnings: SMUT

Y/N: Your Name 

Summary: You came without permission and now you have to deal with your punishment

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My eyes fluttered open as the fog of sleep slowly started leaving me. I could tell from the light streaming through the window that it was morning. I turned to roll over, but something prevented me from doing so. There were bounds on my wrists and ankles, holding me in a spread eagle position. I pulled against them, I could move a little bit, but just barely. Oliver was nowhere to be seen as I struggled. I wondered why I was tied to his bed, but then I remembered. I had been a very bad girl.

I waited for what felt like forever, the tension building. The ideas of what Oliver could do to me were racing through my mind. I wasn’t allowed to cum without Oliver’s permission and I blatantly disobeyed him. The door finally opened and he walked in, holding a black silk blindfold. He smirked and sat on the bed next to me. I gulped and looked up at him nervously. 

“ I see you’re finally awake, pet. Do you know why you’re tied up?” He asked. 

“I think so, Sir…” I answered and he raised a brow. 

“You think? I’m pretty sure you know. Why don’t you tell me the reason you’re all tied up, pet?” He said. 

“Because I disobeyed you, Sir.” I said. 

“How did you disobey?” He asked. 

“I came without permission, Sir.” I answered. 

“You did, slut, and now you’re going to get what’s coming to you.” He said as he placed the blindfold over my eyes. My heart started to race and I strained against the bounds. I felt him get off the bed, but I couldn’t tell what he was doing. 

Suddenly, I heard the whoosh and felt an impact on my breast. I tested and gasped in shock. A flogger. I felt him lightly drag the strings across my body. They danced across my face, down my neck, circling my tits, and finally down to my pussy. The strands slowly dragged down my pussy, causing me to shiver. Then I feel his fingers stroke my cunt. 

“Wet already? You naughty girl, only dirty sluts get excited from punishments.” He said. His fingers slid inside my pussy and I moaned, trying to push against him to get more inside me. He took his fingers away and then crack! The flogger snapped against my pussy. I cried out, trying to move away, but I couldn’t. I felt his breath fan against my ear. 

“Greedy little slut, trying to get fuck, hmm? Well, this isn’t for your pleasure, this is a punishment. This is what you deserve for disobeying.” He growled. I whimpered and gripped the bounds, desperate to cling to something. 

Crack! Crack! Crack! Three quick swats snapped against my tits, stomach, and pussy. I moaned, feeling the pain and adrenalin course through my body. The blows kept coming and I cried out each time, especially when I felt the flog slap against my nipples. Even though it hurt, I felt so safe. I knew I was getting what I deserved and I loved it. My body felt like it was on fire. My breasts must be glowing red judging by how many times he’s struck them. My nipples are beyond sensitive from the abuse and I all but scream when it comes down on them once again. 

I felt his hands rub my tits, rolling my nipples between his fingertips. I bucked my hips and cried out, the sensation was like a lightning bold driving down to my clit. I heard him chuckle. 

“Sensitive, slut?” He asked. 

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.” I answered. 

“Then you’re gonna love this.” He said before I felt a familiar pressure on both sides of my nipples. The clamps. My nipples were already so sensitive, I don’t think I can handle the clamps. 

“Sir, I can’t…” I whimpered. 

“Can’t what, pet? Use your words.” He said. 

“I can’t take the clamps, Sir, please no…” I begged. A sharp slap was felt against my tits, making me squeal. 

“You can take them. Your body is mine to do with as I please, slut, don’t forget that.” He said. The clamp tightened on one of my nipples. I rolled my body to try and escape the next one, but that just earned me another slap on my breasts. The pain mixed with pleasure coursed through my body as the second clamp was tightened. He pulled the chain that connected the clamps, causing me to moan in protest. 

“There. You look good enough to eat right now, pet. All hot and wet for me, and your skin is such a pretty shade of red.” He whispered in my ear. I smiled, comforted by his voice. 

I heard the flick of a lighter and furrowed my brow. What was he using a lighter for? Then I felt it. A drop of something fell onto my stomach and the stinging heat radiates out from my already reddened skin. Hot wax. Before I could even process it, more drops of wax fell onto my skin. It’s nothing I can’t handle, but it still hurts. Some drop more than others. I can feel the heat of the flame at times, and that’s when the hottest drops fall. The pain makes me squirm. I tried to push into the bed, he just moved the flame closer. He tugged on the chain connecting the clamps and immediately after a heated drop of wax fell between my breasts. My body tenses. 

“Oh god, please, Sir, not my tits! Please don’t, it hurts so much…” I begged. 

“Not your tits, hmm?” He hummed. 

“Yes, Sir, please…” I begged again. He jerked the chair again and even more drops of wax fell between my breasts. I cried out in both pain and shock. 

“I don’t think you’re understanding what’s going on here. You don’t get to make requests.” He said as I felt the drops of wax spiral around one of my breasts, circling towards my nipple. A whine escaped my lips as my body twisted and turned in anticipation. I felt the head close to my nipple and cried out, tensing my body pre-emptively, but it moved away. I feel the same wax pattern drip onto my other breast and the head close to my nipple once again. 

“Are you ready, little one?” He asked in my ear, his tone gentle. I knew he was checking in, making sure I didn’t want to safeword. As much as I didn’t want to feel what was coming I knew I deserved it for disobeying him. Slowly I nodded my head. 

“Yes Sir…” I answered breathily. The words barely escaped my mouth before I felt the drop of heated wax fall onto one of my nipples. I screamed with pain. The combination of the clamps and heated wax was too much, but I wanted to be good for him. I had to take it. My body heaved with each breath and he stroked the side of my face, lovingly. 

“One more.” He said. I tensed again, but he brushed his fingers through my hair until I relaxed a little. Then the drop fell onto my other nipple. I screamed out again, twisting my body in pain. I heard him blow out the candle and lie next to me. He gently kissed my lips. 

“Good girl. That was a lot, wasn’t it?” He asked. 

“Yes Sir, but I deserved it…” I answered. 

“Yes, you did, pet. But there’s still one last thing.” He said. My eyes widened under the blindfold. His hand moved to the chain, making the clamps move slightly. I cried out again, my nipples were incredibly sensitive. The chain lifted and I felt a tug. 

“Prepare yourself, pet.” He said. 

“For wha- OH FUCK! SIRRR!” I screamed as he tugged on the chain so hard that the clamps were pulled away from my nipples. I felt all the blood rush back into them, creating a throbbing sensation. I let out a wail as I thrashed against the pain. My tears were wetting the silk, but eventually, the pain subsided to a gentle throb. A wet washcloth slid across my skin, rubbing away the hardened wax. He was extremely careful around my nipples, but the shock still coursed through my body when I felt the rough towel against them. The bounds were removed from the wrists and ankles and then the blindfold was lifted. The first thing I saw when my eyes adjusted were his gorgeous blue-green eyes. 

“Hey there, pet.” He smiled and I smiled back. 

“Hi, Sir.” I replied shyly. He pushed some hair from my face. 

“How are you feeling?” He asked, caressing my cheek. 

“Better Sir, thank you.” I answered. 

“Are you sorry for disobeying me?” He asked. 

“Yes Sir. I won’t do it again.” I answered with a small smirk and he chuckled. 

“Oh, I think you’ll do it again. You are a very bad girl after all.” He said and I couldn’t help but smile. 

“Maybe…” I said as he gathered me in his arms. 

“I love you, Y/N.” He said. 

“I love you too, Oliver.” I said, knowing our playtime was over for now.

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[greenqueenhightower]

In today’s episode of Disturbing Things I Notice in HOTD:

Alicent’s staring at an o*gy tapestry across the wall from Viserys’ bed when he calls her to his room and while he maritally r*pes her (we get to see that there are two tapestries on the wall facing the bed and one right above it, when Otto enters Viserys' chambers the following morning).

I am sure that every night she is there, she sees herself in the tapestry, and is made to feel like a “wh*re”, that she is somehow responsible because what is happening to her goes against all her beliefs and principles.

Can you imagine our pious Alicent having to endure such abuse and humiliation, and think to herself that she is yet another ornament for Viserys to be pleasured by, while she felt so unclean and worthless she had to atone to the seven for something that was not even her sin?

No wonder she changed the tapestries the moment Viserys became bedridden, ill, and too weak to demand intercourse from her, and replaced them with emblems of the seven, with what might actually make her feel better about herself. It’s sad because it’s yet ANOTHER cry for help, another indication that the years of abuse have left her struggling with self image and confidence, as she appears to be in control, but she’s still loathing herself because the trauma has not healed, it’s just been covered with an emotional bandage so it’s not that visible.

I cannot even begin to think how that must hurt, not letting herself be vulnerable in front of anyone, but feeling totally worthless and alone all the time.

I just want to give her a hug. </3

[leenathegreengirl]

Day 6 - Crosshair & Kayden

Life Day is a time of joy and reflection, often inspiring a call to self-improvement. This year, Crosshair seems to be taking steps to better himself, and this journey comes full circle as he takes part in one of our cherished family traditions (or is perhaps gifted the opportunity to do so).

Will this moment—set against the backdrop of holiday festivities—bring him and Kayden even closer together? Only time will tell...

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(Special thank you my very dear friend and creative partner @legacygirlingreen for making this event possible! She is the beautiful mind behind ALL the writing, design layout, post editing and song selections!)

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