#marvel magines

[asknarashikari]

Hi, I stumbled upon your content while I was binging franzfan23's Toku Group Chats series. You've added so many new ships to my gallery (mostly Magine/Rekai, and I thank you for that)

Anyways, I wanted to request a minific with the prompt of Magine and Reika being mothers (either via magic baby summoning or adopt, maybe just be born from an egg like Ise) I just want those two to be happy, meanwhile Decade and Marvelous are just taking bets on if the kid will end up being a Rider or Super Sentai

Aw, thanks! The gcs actually started off as stuff Mana (@askrikkaiandhyotei /franzfan23) requested from me and it has since took on a life of its own lmao.

I haven't actually done minifics in a while, I kinda got burnt out after all the requests and life keeps happening so I don't really have the time to do them anymore lol. I'm not going to reopen requests again for the meantime, but because you asked nicely I'll try my best to do one this time~

"So, I suppose you've heard the news from through grapevine, huh?"

The pirate captain snorted as the intruder made himself at home, lounging on the couch opposite his seat at the helm of the ship. "Yeah, Gai wouldn't shut up about it." He rolled his eyes heavenward. "That kouhai of yours, what exactly can't he do with that sword of his?"

"Who knows?" Tsukasa shrugged. "Though, that serious sword lady and her robo girlfriend seemed happy enough, and the doc gave her a clean bill of health, so no one's really complaining." He absently tapped at the shutter button of his camera, as though he were itching to snap a photo.

"Her name's Magine," Marvelous said absently, twirling the key representing her team's leader in his hand. "I still don't get how the guy managed to make a half-human, half-Kikainoid baby."

"He's Book Jesus." Tsukasa said as if that explained everything. "He's already remade two worlds, I suppose this is practically child's play to the novelist." He laughed at the unintended pun he made. "Not to mention how his own kid was born." He stretched out, putting his feet up on the coffee table. "I think they're gonna split their time between universes, though I heard the sword lady's brother was trying to get them to stay with them at that base they have in Antartica. Weird place to raise a kid, but whatever."

Marvelous nodded, accepting the rather ridiculous explanation- it's not like he's heard of (or indeed, witnessed) crazier things than these claims. "So, what do you reckon the kid would be like?"

Tsukasa raised a brow at his counterpart. "Already wanting to take her Grand Power for yourself? She's not even two days old."

"You say that as if you aren't curious to see what a Kikainoid- or a half-Kikainoid in this case- would have for a Final Attack Ride," Marvelous rebutted. "So, how much do you put on the kid being a Rider?"

Tsukasa thought for a moment. "Ten thousand dollarks," he said. "And I clean the poop deck of the Galleon and the other mechs for a month," he offered. "How about you, what do you put on the sprog being a Sentai?'

"I'll match your amount," Marvelous countered. "And I'll take the blame for your shenanigans for a week."

"Just a week? My offer was a month!" Tsukasa pointed out in outrage.

"I know what you get up to. I'm not insane, Kadoya." Marvelous replied. "That doctor guy scares me, and I'm not keen on getting arrested by that copper, either."

"Fine. I agree to your terms." Tsukasa relented, but his face was set with a knowing, triumphant grin. "May the best man win, pirate."

#kamen rider #super sentai #shindai reika #kadoya tsukasa #magine #captain marvelous #otp: magic robot and mist swordsman #ask #pokeramen

[techgirltourney]

Welcome to the Tech Girl Tourney!

With a whopping 64 gals who are cyborgs, robots, programs, and more this is shaping up to be a fierce and fun competition!

Here are some rules and such before I give you a written list of contenders and their schedules.

RULES.

Play nice with each other. No harassment or bullying of any kind will be tolerated. It’s a silly little competition! Stay silly! Stay kind!

Think to yourself: "is what I'm about to type about my opponent something I'd like to hear about my favorite blorbo or fandom?" If the answer is "no" don't type it. Hype up your blorbo rather than trash-talk the other gal.

Propaganda is welcome and encouraged (so long as you're following rules 1 & 2). If I miss your propaganda don't hesitate to hop in my inbox and point it out to me. I don't always get notifications on this tumblr account for some reason.

HERE BE SPOILERS (potentially). I don't know every fandom in this tournament but given the nature of these sort of characters, spoilers are highly likely for character reveals! By continuing to follow this blog and participate in this tournament you're consenting to seeing spoilers. I would tag them but I genuinely don't know which characters are spoilers and which aren't.

Play nice with me, your friendly neighborhood tournament runner. I am not a professional tournament runner. I am just another person on the internet with feelings. Don't come flying into my inbox to yell at me about things like seeding, or that your specific blorbo didn't get in, or that you think a certain character doesn't count. I will just delete and block messages that I feel are too hostile toward me. I've seen the kinda stuff other poll runners have had to put up with and I don't want to deal with it here. I just want to have fun!

All polls will go up at 12 pm EST and be up for 1 day each except the final poll which will be up for a week.

With that out of the way! Onto the contenders and schedule!

Side A - Group 1 - Round 1 [May 25th]

Motherboard (Cyberchase) vs Synergy (Jem and the Holograms)

Robot Candace (Phineas and Ferb) vs Tima (Metropolis)

Uran (Astro Boy) vs Ohno (Mighty Orbots)

Roll (MegaMan) vs Penny Polendina (RWBY)

Viv Vision (Marvel) vs Jenny Wakeman (MLAATR)

Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid) vs Orianna (League of Legends)

Teto Kasane (SynthV) vs Arcee (Transformers)

Robot Girl (Robot Boy) vs Bee (Bee and Puppycat)

Side A - Group 2 - Round 1 [May 27th]

Small Foot (Challenge of the GoBots) vs R. Dorothy Waynewright (The Big O)

Miri (Jetter Mars) vs Accord (Drakengard 3)

Ruru Amour (Hugtto Precure) vs Aigis (Persona 3)

Pixal (Ninjago) vs Ritsu (Assassination Classroom)

Lain Iwakura (Serial Experiments Lain) vs Sage (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Motoko Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell) vs Falulu (Pripara)

Cutie Honey (Cutie Honey) vs Renais Shishioh (The King of Braves GaoGaiGar)

Jinmay (SRMTHFG) vs Mimi (Super Paper Mario)

Side B - Group 1 - Round 1 [May 29th]

SHODAN (System Shock) vs Drossel von Flugel (Fireball)

GLaDOS (Portal) vs Aradiabot (Homestuck)

Karen Plankton (Spongebob Squarepants) vs Tex (RvB)

Striker (Suisei no Gargantia) vs Miss Monochrome (Miss Monochrome the Animation)

Naomi Armitage (Arimitage the Third) vs Chiaki Nanami (Danganronpa)

Toa Nokama (Bionicle) vs Poppy Pipopapo (Kamen Rider Ex Aid)

Raptor 283 (Uchuu Sentai Kyuranger) vs Cindi Mayweather (Janelle Monae's Metropolis)

Alpha Hatsuseno (Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou) vs Magine (Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger)

Side B - Group 2 - Round 1 [May 31st]

Lal (Star Trek TNG) vs .GIFfany (Gravity Falls)

Megagirl (Starship) vs Hera (Wolf 359)

Monika (DDLC) vs Aelita (Code Lyoko)

Arale Norimaki (Dr. Slump) vs Piper (Robots)

Robecca Steam (Monster High) vs Sari Sumdac (Transformers Animated)

Aya (GLTAS) vs Fey (Welcome to Night Vale)

Orisa (Overwatch) vs Rebecca (Cyberpunk Edgerunners)

Chii (Chobits) vs KOS-MOS (Xenosaga)

Side A - Group 1 - Round 2 [June 2nd]

Motherboard (Cyberchase) vs Robot Candace (Phineas and Ferb)

Uran (Astro Boy) vs Roll (MegaMan)

Jenny Wakeman (MLAATR) vs Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid)

Arcee (Transformers) vs Bee (Bee and Puppycat)

Side A - Group 2 - Round 2 [June 4th]

R. Dorothy Waynewright (The Big O) vs Accord (Drakengard 3)

Aigis (Persona 3) vs Ritsu (Assassination Classroom)

Lain Iwakura (Serial Experiments Lain) vs Motoko Kusanagi (Ghost in the Shell)

Cutie Honey (Cutie Honey) vs Jinmay (SRMTHFG)

Side B - Group 1 - Round 2 [June 6th]

SHODAN (System Shock) vs GLaDOS (Portal)

Tex (RvB) vs Striker (Suisei no Gargantia)

Chiaki Nanami (Danganronpa) vs Toa Nokama (Bionicle)

Raptor 283 (Uchuu Sentai Kyuranger) vs Magine (Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger)

Side B - Group 2 - Round 2 [June 8th]

.GIFfany (Gravity Falls) vs Hera (Wolf 359)

Aelita (Code Lyoko) vs Piper (Robots)

Robecca Steam (Monster High) vs Fey (Welcome to Night Vale)

Orisa (Overwatch) vs Chii (Chobits)

Side A - Group 1 - Round 3 [June 10th]

Motherboard (Cyberchase) vs Uran (Astro Boy)

Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid) vs Bee (Bee and Puppycat)

Side A - Group 2 - Round 3 [June 12th]

R. Dorothy Waynewright (The Big O) vs Aigis (Persona 3)

Lain Iwakura (Serial Experiments Lain) vs Cutie Honey (Cutie Honey) Side B - Group 1 - Round 3 [June 14th]

GLaDOS (Portal) vs Tex (RvB)

Toa Nokama (Bionicle) vs Magine (Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger)

Side B - Group 2 - Round 3 [June 16th]

.GIFfany (Gravity Falls) vs Aelita (Code Lyoko)

Robecca Steam (Monster High) vs Orisa (Overwatch)

Side A - Group 1 - Quarterfinals [June 18th]

Motherboard (Cyberchase) vs Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid)

Side A - Group 2 - Quarterfinals [June 20th]

Aigis (Persona 3) vs Lain Iwakura (Serial Experiments Lain)

Side B - Group 1 - Quarterfinals [June 22nd]

GLaDOS (Portal) vs Toa Nokama (Bionicle)

Side B - Group 2 - Quarterfinals [June 24th]

.GIFfany (Gravity Falls) vs Robecca Steam (Monster High)

Side A - Semifinals [June 26th]

Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid) vs Lain Iwakura (Serial Experiments Lain)

Side B - Semifinals [June 28th]

GLaDOS (Portal) vs .GIFfany (Gravity Falls) Finals [June 30th]

Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid) vs GLaDOS (Portal)

WINNER

GLaDOS (Portal)

#mod post #tournament poll #tournament bracket #tournament blog #character tournament #character bracket #tech girl tourney

[buckysmischief]

secrets don’t make friends

Peter Parker x reader

Series Masterlist

#peter parker x reader #peter parker magine #social media au #spiderman x reader #peter parker angst #peter parker fluff #reader insert #marvel #mcu fanfic #secrets dont make friends

[fanpom-imagines]

Request by Anonymous: Hi darling! Could you write a Stephen Strange x reader where she's, like, a shapeshifter and survived the snap? And when he comes back in the final battle, she protects him while he keep the water from flooding the battlefield? Thanks love! -&

Imagine being a shapeshifter as well as Doctor Strange’s S/O.

Masterlist

Fandom: Marvel

Words: 430

Warnings: endgame spoilers but nothing major so this is kinda short sry

Gifs aren’t mine. (I fricking love this gif)

(No specific general for Reader)

“You know when I imagined us coming back into existence I thought the first thing we were going to do is go on a date,” I yelled out to Stephen as I transformed from my human form into a tiger as I bite and scratched at more soldiers from Thanos’ army.

“What? Fighting off an alien army isn’t what you would consider a date?” Stephen asked teasingly as he struggled with his powers.

“Oh no, babe, it’s the perfect date. Why didn’t we think of this sooner?” I remarked sarcastically as I punched another alien in the face and kicked another in the stomach before turning into a hawk and quickly gliding over to the alien approaching Stephen. Jumping onto its shoulders before bringing it back with my weight making the creature tip backwards as it loses its balance giving me the opportunity to flip it and kick it in the back. Before I could run over to the fallen creature another came and knocked me to the ground.

After getting the wind knocked out of me I gasped for air and tried to fight it off, but it ended up falling into the ground because of one of Stephen’s portals. I look up at Stephen who gives me a smirk before turning back to focus all his energy on the massive amounts of water trying to break through and flood the battlefield.

“Thanks, babe,” I yell out to him before jumping back into action. Taking down enemies left and right and trying to keep them away from Strange as long and as much as I can.

“Don’t mention it,” I hear him yell back.”

“You know after this we should go on a date, or maybe on a vacation,” I tell him as I block a blow from my left and use the alien’s momentum to flip him over and into the enemy charging in from my right before turning into a rhino and charging full speed at five approaching aliens.

“As long as you stay in human form,” Stephen joked.

“Aw don’t you want to go on a date with a cougar?” I laughed out at the double meaning as I jokingly turned into one to talk an oncoming enemy from Stephen’s left.

“Ha, ha, very funny,” Stephen grumbled out as he ducked out of the way of an alien body being flung at him by yours truly, “Hey, watch the hair.”

“You never tell me that in bed,” I laughed out as I heard a curse from him before focusing back on the enemies approaching once again.

#doctor strange #doctor strange x reader #doctor strange imagine #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #stephen strange #stephen strange imagine #stephen strange x reader #avengers #avengers magine #avengers x reader #avengers endgame

[whyisnicole]

Show Me Your Darkness - Chapter 9

You were killed at the hands of HYDRA but you came back stronger than you once were. They used you, mutilated you, silenced you, but they didn't break you. After getting out, and making friends with a few super-allies, one villain is about to unite your worlds in a way you never saw coming - but at what cost?

After all, every good hero - or villain - has a tragic tale to tell. Don't they?

Trigger Warning! This is when things really go down... well along with the last chapter :) Anyways, hope you enjoy! (also it would really mean the world if you lemme know what you think, or lemme know if you wanna be tagged :) )

Triggers: Language, Violence, Violence, Violence, Death, Gore, Intense?

SPOILER IN TAGS PLS AVOID THE TAGS

"Alex?"

 Her name comes out in a whisper past your lips.

You feel your breath catch in your throat and your body goes numb. You want to fight, you want to kill whatever that thing is, but you stop yourself. You don't know what would do more harm than good at this point, so you do all you can.

 You stay quiet and you watch.

 "Ah, fucking Hell, well look who we have here. It’s like Venom but on his period! How ya been, you homicidal maniac?"

You can tell Wade is hiding fear beneath his sarcasm. There's a slight shift in his step and unsurity in his voice that only those who have worked with or against him many times would notice.

Matt has backed his way against a wall and between some crates on the upper level of the warehouse. He’s able to stay hidden while also staying at the ready, and Frank has his gun up, creeping down the remaining stairs, eyes locked on the beast.

 One look at Frank and you can tell he’s more than pissed.

 This is his team.

 These are his friends.

 And you all are ready to do whatever it takes to end whatever this charade is right here and now.

  All that is heard is some form of deep growl coming from the red beast.

 Then it starts moving closer.

Slowly, one small motion at a time, Alex unmoving in its grasp. Is she even conscious? The shadows may not conceal the color of the monsters’ body, nor the fact that Alex is within its grasp, but you can't tell if she's alert or not, and that just puts you more on edge.

 "Been lookin' all over for you." The beast growls, still continuing its creep towards you and Wade - but you can tell his focus is on the latter. It speaks in a deep, monster's tone, with something you think is a hint of southern in its accent.

 "What, didn't get enough last time? Wishing I would’ve killed you then? Was prison not workin' out for ya?" Wade remarks, not moving his feet but occasionally pointing or opening his arms up.

 The beast just hums a low growl, still continuing its slow, forward motions.

 "Didn't really suit me."

 At this point you can see Alex. She has blood dripping from her head and is dangling within the tentacle grasp of the thing's right arm. You don't know where to keep your sight focused, on her or on it, so you switch it between.

You try to get in her head but you're too distracted, so you leave it alone and focus on the here and now. Getting ready for whatever may come without giving too much away.

 "Ok, let's get real here," Deadpool demands, seriousness and hate mixing within his voice,

"What are you doing here, and what are you doing with her?"

 Another low growl leading into a drawling chuckle is heard from the red being.

 "Fair question," it hisses.

"You see, I was on my way to find you. Surprised you couldn't tell I was comin' bein' on my 'wavelength' and all," a sinister smile creeps across his face.

You can tell there's a story behind what he just said.

 "I was comin up through your phoneline, thankin' the almighty chaos you still got a landline."

At this point he had stopped just underneath the edge of the overpass, about 30 feet away or so. Nobody was talking loud, but each word was hear clear as could be.

 A whispered 'Dammit' can be heard from Wade and you wonder what exactly this thing is and how it knows Wade.

 "I was comin' to finish what you started. However, you weren't home. She was." It grins as it lifts up Alex, showing her to Wade as it begins to pace its area back and forth; slowly, calculatedly.

 "So, I asked her a few questions," He hissed, "and brought her along. Perhaps as a tool, maybe… proof of life?"

 He the tosses Alex to the floor, her unconscious body landing almost halfway between you and Wade and the sickening beast. She's in full view now. She has bruising cascading down her face, scrapes and blood across her knuckles, and blood around her mouth. She put up one hell of a fight, that's for damn sure. You see a slight rise and fall in her chest. She's breathing, but she's not looking too good. Her curly hair is matted with dirt and blood, her wrists are bound, and it's an overall horrifying sight.

 This is your best friend. Your other half. This is the first and only person you have ever trusted to show all sides of yourself to. To share all of your fears, your worries, your happiness, your anger, your sadness to. This is practically your world lying limp in front of you, and you're not the kind of person to simply allow something like this to happen.

 You're tempted to go for her, to force a shield around, protect her by any means necessary. But you're stopped as soon as you twitch a finger.

 "Uh, uh, uh, sweetheart, not quite yet."

 You barely have time to register the demeaning threat before it hits you. You feel a suffocation around your neck and you lift your gaze from Alex to the beast. It stretched out it's arm long enough to not only reach you, but to wrap around your neck and dangle your feet ever so slightly in the air. Enough to graze the floor but not enough to hold your footing.

 His gaze, however, never left Wade.

 "Alright, alright Elastagirl, you got me!" Wade yells, taking a few steps to the side, putting his arms up and slowly going for his katanas.

 "You wanted me, right? Well I'm right here. Let's go, just you and me! We finish this shit right now!”

 Wade is geared up and ready to go, but that's not something that's on the beasts’ agenda for today.

  "Ahhh, no. No, you lost that chance. I'm here to show you what pure Carnage really looks like."

  You don't see it coming.

 Not in the slightest.

 The beast… Carnage.

You'd heard tales of him before. His name had even passed through Wade's lips a time or two, but he never truly spoke of him. Not what he looked like, not what he could do, and you were always told things were "over" so you never asked.

 You wish you had.

 You're up in the air, a red spear through your chest, and falling to the cold, unforgiving floor within a matter of less than a second.

 You can't see, your vision is blurred, hearing is muffled, pain burning your body, blood building in the back of your throat, and all you can make out is the sound of gunshots and screaming.

  Then it all fades to black.

#spoilers in tags #spoiler #spoiler warning #marvel #marvel magine #avenger #avengers imagine #avengers x reader #daredevil x reader #wade wilson #deadpool #daredevil #the punisher #deadpool x reader #oc #original character #reader #reader insert #carnage #pure carnage #marvel carnage #villain #spoiler in tag

[myimaginesworld]

IMAGINE (one shot):
Walking away from Jeremy after an argument. You had told him many hurtful things to try to make the break up that much easier. But as you walked away, Jeremy raised his head and said, “What if I love you?” You stop in your tracks and turn to face him. “What are you saying? you ask in barely a whisper. He had never uttered those three simple yet meaningful words to you in your entire relationship. Your heart was skipping beats as he steps closer to you, lifting your chin with his long finger, meeting his eyes to yours. “I love you Y/N. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that sooner. I’m an asshole. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry for not telling you how I feel. I was…am…scared. But seeing you walk away made me even more scared.” He sighs and shakes his head as if losing his resolve but when he looks back at you, he looks more determined that ever. “Listen…I don’t know what I’m afraid of but I know that I was more afraid of seeing you walk out that door and never seeing you again than my own stupid committment issues. Please don’t walk out on me…on us. I’ll never deny my feelings for you again.” Slowly, you wrap your arms around his waist, drawing his body close to yours. You whisper, “I love you too and I’m not going anywhere.” You playfully slap his hard chest, “You asshole.”

#jeremy renner #renner #marvel #hawkeye #ronin #avengers #imagine #imagines #character imagines #character magine #character x reader #gif credit to owner #myimaginesworld #jeremy renner imagine #jeremy renner imagines #committment issues #language #clint barton

[naturalhairjunkies]

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Why is Black Panther So important for us?

Black Panther weekend is FINALLY among us and I feel like I’ve been waiting “Forevaaa” *in my Cardi B. Voice*. Besides being the biggest pre-selling movie of all time, this movie not only stars an all black LEADING cast, but it also has a black director, set in a fictitious part of Africa that still manages to expose TRUE black pride and grace. Have you ever been to Wakanda? (how?). Do you even watch super hero movies? (Yes.). Do you even know of any other black super heroes without black in the name?  (Yes and Many.) Many are asking the following question: “Why is Black Panther so important for us.?”  At first the question annoyed me and irked the depths of my soul. Why can’t we have something to be proud of? Something to boast about? Something that WE can fan girl over? Cosplay with ease? and just enjoy?

  I guess it’s definitely time to explain the “why?”

Black Panther is not the first black super hero, Yes, we know this, fam.

Black Panther is not the first black super hero. Are we aware? Yes.  Do we care? No. There are plenty of Black Super Heroes without “black” in the name, many that are just side kicks to someone bigger, they’re never the leader, never the head in charge or easily forgotten. We have many we love from, Storm, Falcon to War Machine, Cyborg, Luke Cage, Bishop, Batwing, and Misty Knight… There ARE PLENTY. WE KNOW THIS. But it doesn’t kill our excitement about Black Panther being on the big screen after his killer introduction in Captain America: Civil War. Marvel has created many and many movies, that we’ve stanned for, crowded the theaters for, dressed up as, and constantly support. So, why not do it big for the super hero that looks like us?

Why is Black Panther So important for us?

Being the mother of a six year old black boy, who enjoys everything super hero, transformer and LEGO related. I knew exactly what this movie would mean, watching my son’s eyes light up the moment he realized that Prince T’Challa was THEE black Panther. We watched Civil War, he watched the black panther kick ass and take his helmet off. At that moment, his eyes lit up and the Black Panther made a bigger impression than many cared to notice. My son has dressed up as many super heroes over the years, Thor, Spiderman and Captain America; to name a few. But not one that looked like HIM. He’d ask me why Falcon was a side kick, or why Cyborg would hide in the shadows. He knew that it wasn’t what he thought a super hero should be. They never led their pack. The leader never looked like him. And now, not only did the leader look just like him, He was also the soon to be KING.

Tyler’s eyes lit up and he just knew the Black Panther was who he wanted to be

As the movie date got closer, and we were preparing to see the movie, my 6 year old decided that he wanted to wear a dashiki. I’ve been trying to get him in one for years, and he always refused. But for this movie he insisted that we order matching ones, and now he wants a dashiki print top and complete outfit in order to be more regal like King T’Challa. This is why Black Panther is so important. It’s not just that he’s a black super hero.. or that we (blacks) are pretending that he is the first ever. We know that he’s not. It’s 2018, the way that we are portrayed in the media, as slaves,  thugs, maids, jail birds, neglectful parents, abusers, uneducated, poor and ghetto; are unacceptable. You have this man, that has to be king, and he doesn’t think he’s ready for it. He lives in a hidden kingdom in Africa, where the rest of the world thinks Wakanda is a third world country, the same way people visualize Africa in 2018. They run with that same ignorance in the real world. As black people, we already carry a negative stigma, we’re being shot down by police, brutalized, locked away and stripped of our human decency. Why can’t we be proud and black and remember that not only are we regal, but our blackness breeds brilliance, leadership and a life filled with endless possibilities.

Let us be Proud

Let us be proud, even if it takes a movie about a black superhero in a make believe country… Let. Us. Be. Proud. Over the last few years, it’s been extremely hard for many to be comfortable in their blackness. For blacks to hold their heads up high with all of the weight of the world raining down on their heads. For the first time, in a very long time, we can relate to the people on screen. I’m an adult, a natural haired black woman. I watched Okoye, Nakia, Ramonda and Shuri rock afro-centric hairstyles, from Okoye’s fierce bald head with tribal print, to Nakia’s bantu knots or tapered fro, Ramonda’s beautiful white locs to Shuri’s braids with that bomb undercut. They had HAIR like mine and the people that I see around ME. Do you know how exciting that is? To see these regal women, wear their hair in its natural state and still be considered beautiful, graceful and fierce?

We have every right to be excited. We have every right to be proud. We have every right to wear Afrocentric garments, even if its the first time for some. This movie is more than just a super hero movie, it’s more than just a black thing. It’s excellence in its purest forms, its black excellence to us. But seriously, if you want to back the colonizers at this point, knock yourself out. Just know that your ignorance won’t kill our joy. We’re out here, we’re shining and ecstatic. So, mind your business. I hope you keep that same energy when the next white super hero movie comes out, and you’re upset at folks for being hype and being decked out.

#LongLiveTheKing #WakandaForever

#BlackPanther #batwing #bishop #black and living in america #black and proud #black boy joy #black brilliance #black girl magic #black girl magin #Black Panther #black panther marvel #Captain America: Civil War #Civil War #Colonizer #cyborg #Erik Killmonger #Falcon #Killmonger #Long Live the King #luke cage #Marvel #misty knight #Nakia #Natural Hair Junkies #naturalhairjunkies #Nokia #Okoye #Ramonda #Storm #T'Challa

[faeaura]

small note. ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ : hi my lil’ fluttering fairy babes! what you see here, simply stays here. please do not translate / transfer or copy my writing! just like everyone else, i worked very hard on it. plagiarism is not cute, cool, or funny. go against my wishes and i will find out and call you out on your idiocy. thank you & enjoy, my loves ♡.

euphoria,

all euphoria imagines, headcanons, and etc will be listed here.

maddy perez.

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗓. a list of headcanons put together summarizing what it would be like dating maddy. fluff + slight angst.

𝟎𝟎𝟐. 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗌. maddy perez. queen bee, centerpiece gem. the girl has had it out for you since ninth grade—but you’re not exactly sure why. when she embarrasses you on mom’s wedding day, you officially declare it war.

jules vaughn.

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗏𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗇. a list of headcanons put together summarizing what it would be like dating jules. fluff + slight angst.

elliot.

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗌. you show elliot the ropes of your night routine. fluff.

𝟎𝟎𝟐. 𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖱𝖴𝖭𝖠𝖬𝖨. reality becomes altered when you realize your boyfriend is slowly falling out of love with you. angst.

𝟎𝟎𝟑. 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗍. a list of headcanons put together summarizing what it would be like dating elliot. fluff + slight nsfw.

marvel cinematic universe,

all mcu imagines, headcanons, and etc will be listed here.

peter parker.

𝟎𝟎𝟏. 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋. a brief list of headcanons put together summarizing what sleepovers with peter would be like. fluff + slight nsfw.

outer banks,

all obx magines, headcanons, and etc will be listed here.

#𝐟𝐚𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚 ┆𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ࿐

[radicalposture]

can u imagine how much better off the mcu would have been if joss whedon had t got his greasy little hands on it

#magine if the avengers movies hadnt been like That #marvel

[interlagosed]

ALRIGJT HIBI its carlando rambling time its a long one I hope you're ready cos im dyingggg (overdramatic but whatev)

OK SO YOUR CARLANDO WEDDING FIC beautiful marvelous a masterpiece one for the ages mentioned the legendary LANDO TWEETs and now Im thinmking and trying to imagine how both lando and carlos reacted when they first found out that they were to be teammates at McLaren (thabk you forever zac the fairy godfather we owe you 1) and then how they felt otw to meet each other for the first time.

LAndO I magine would freak the fuck out, have internal panic abt how this is the guy he admires (crushes on), how he'd secretly self conscious because carlos looks like a mf spanish heartthrob and just? probably worked himself up to a point where he's chugging milk for comfort and waking up to breakouts on his face and went FML all jittery on his drive to the MTC

...meanwhile carlos. CARLOS after the 2018 season (that we wont ever talk abt), abt to start his 5th F1 season basically a VETERAn and old man, told he'd be paired w/ a 19 yo rookie probably had a TORO ROSSO WAR FLAshback and also thought FML, oh NO not another max emilian verstappen adolescent teammate por favor dios mios, all polite apprehension on HIS way to the MTC. And then..And THEN

they meet. And the universe ALIGNED and all those lando tweets YEARS ago and everything unpleasant that happened to carlos in his f1 career accumulated to them finding what they need in each other??

Carlos and his unrelenting support and kindness and just pure goodness, an anchor for Lando in this sport and media scrutiny that can be so cruel. Lando who can be so flippant, so bratty but also kind, and also good, breaking Carlos out of his rigidity and to embrace everything new that lando throws at him. For them to be forging such a solid friendship to withstand a LOT and just?

sometimes I lie awake at night and think what are the odds???

anyways Im done and im declaring you tumblr carlando agony aunt cos your headcanons and fics just brings out the carlando feels lol will be back with thoUghtS in the future sorry not sorry ilysm 💕

- ankle anon

oh omg ;____; ankle anon this is SO cute aagfhfhd "Carlos and his unrelenting support and kindness and just pure goodness, an anchor for Lando in this sport and media scrutiny that can be so cruel. Lando who can be so flippant, so bratty but also kind, and also good, breaking Carlos out of his rigidity and to embrace everything new that lando throws at him."

GOODBYE GUESS I'LL DIE ARE YOU HAPPY IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED??? perfect venus/scorpio/libra venus relationship i can't ugh ugh ugh

#hibi answers

[asknarashikari]

Part 2 of bungee jumping Gai and Kaito: Rest of the Gokaigers and Zenkaigers discover the two’s antics and they learn Marvelous gave them permission, leading to chastising (bonus points if Secchan and Navi starts pecking Gokai Red)

Lol RIP Marv

"Ack! Quit it you birdbrains! I didn't think they'd actually be stupid enough to do it!" Marvelous protested, trying to fight off his attackers.

"I don't care what you thought, tune~!" Secchan screeched as she and Navi attacked in tandem, pecking and clawing at the pirate captain's head.

"Yeah, you still let it happen!" Navi agreed wholeheartedly.

"And you're one to talk, you're the one who was dumb enough to give them permission!" Zyuran scolded with a raised fist, while Gaon and Vroom tried in vain to calm him down.

"Zyuran, calm down, he's already suffering enough as is!" Gaon chided, as the two birds continued attacking Marvelous relentlessly.

"We don't need this to be anymore messy than it already is!" Vroon pleaded helplessly.

"Marvelous... you really fucked up big time." Luka groaned, shaking her head at the captain.

Zox, on the other hand, was just laughing himself silly as the two avian robos continued their assault. "Wahahahah, I can't believe he actually thought they wouldn't do it!" Zox howled.

Meanwhile, Kaito and Gai were on their knees, their lips quivering and eyes shining as they sat in seiza as Don, Ahim and Magine lectured the two of them.

"You two should really think about what you're doing next time!" Magine said, hands on her hips. "You guys could've gotten really hurt!"

"The least you could do is have someone else there so if something happened they could help you!" added Don.

"We're so sorry!" wailed Gai. "Really, we are!"

"It's alright, Gai-san, Kaito-san... as long as you promise not to do it again, right?" Ahim asked with the ever-sweet smile on her face.

"Yes, we promise, Ahim-san! No more jumping off the Galleon, we swear!" Kaito replied.

"The fact that this is a thing you need to promise..." Joe shook his head. "What even is this anymore..."

#kaizoku sentai gokaiger #kikai sentai zenkaiger #minific #askrikkaiandhyotei

[tsuki-sennin]

rare tsuki-sennin double recap

Saber Special Episode

-Not even being from another franchise can stop the reach of the ever-expanding Tojitendo, apparently. I'm sure Bokkowaus and Gege have a massive target on them.

-I love the Tanabata reenactment. I appreciate the crossdressing angle, it's fun and it's a great callback to the Tom Sawyer and Momotaro scenes.

-Zox overstepping those interdimensional boundaries again. He really is a Marvelous fanboy.

-It seems Twokaizer brought his absurdist humor with him. Not much to add, it's just really funny.

-Toei, Bandai, you absolute cowards, give Kento a new form already! It's Yua all over again. I swear to god, Revice's third Rider is gonna have like... one form and barely fight all that much, maximum. I'll gladly wait until the Espada V-Cinema! Hell, it can just be Espada x Necrom, just give him something!

-The design of Orihime Warudo is pretty good. Zenkaiger's monster designs in general have been generally scoring pretty highly, but nothing's topped the perfection that is Jishaku Warudo yet. I think this imagining of Orihime being so bitter that they'd make random couples fight and break up is also really freaking funny.

-Oh Reika, how the mighty have fallen. Kanon is in need of some company, I guess. I hope the fanfic writers like you enough to give you what you deserve. And I hope that Onii-sama develops a personality quick, we have like... one episode left.

-So, I assume that Storious is either busy having a dentist appointment or auditioning for the movie? I'm guessing it takes place a bit earlier in the plot, probably around Ep. 40, and I know these specials have loose continuity anyway, but it's so weird going from losing Desast to YOHOHOI to THE WORLD IS GONNA DIE, FUCK YOU SWORDSMEN!

--

Zenkaiger Special Episode

-Y'know, I kinda understand why Orihime Warudo was acting so bitter, Hikoboshi Warudo's a real dick. Chasing women when his beloved neighbor's out of season on behalf of the Tojitendo. He's not even doing his job right, the pig. Apparently he also chose not to take away the Noroshi and Konchuu Daihyakka Book? Yeah, no wonder Ijirude's so mad at him.

-Y'know, if Kaito and Magine really wanted to celebrate Tanabata twice in the same summer, they could wait a few weeks and make a three hour drive to Sendai on August 8th, which I hear is when they celebrate it. August 14th seems to be a little too long a wait.

-Oh Secchan, you're annoying and adorable~! I can't stay mad at your exposition for too long~! I understand why Bokkowaus dotes on Gege so much~!

-I guess Stacey's currently hanging out with Storious and the rest of the Northern Base Riders in the Not-Immediately-Marketable-Zone. Poor kid, at least give him a candy bar.

-Super Twokaizer looks way too freakin' cool. Good on Flint, she's a fun and interesting gal of fine aesthetical taste and exceptional engineering talent.

-The Kamen Rider Gears are interesting. Definitely not canon, but they're a fun little addition.

-Meanwhile Reika and Ryoga continue the Shindai family tradition of looking cool and displaying identifiable personality only when it's irrelevant to Saber. Goddammit Fukuda, I wanted to like you so much... Ah well, at least their fights were cool. ...well, Ryoga's anyway, Reika kinda got unfairly shafted this episode. Again. In a different series, no less. Good GOD, guys, why do you hate your extra Riders so much? ...her hugging Magine was nice though, that was cute. Ryoga also rocked that dress, ngl.

Looking forward to when I finally get to watch Super Hero Senki. Asmodeus looks sick, btw.

If I see any jokes about the premise of Episode 22, I'm going to shit a house.

#zenkaiger #kikai sentai zenkaiger #kamen rider saber #kamen rider saber spoilers #zenkaiger spoilers #saber spoilers #kikai sentai zenkaiger spoilers #super sentai #kamen rider

[locke-writes]

Follower Voted Content #2

With the first follower voted content going over so well, I’m going to continue it! Voting will end this Friday and the winner will be written and posted on Oct 2! You can vote for as many of the ideas that you like!

Fandom: Law & Order SVU. Character: Mike Dodds. Idea: Soulmate!AU where you see color after meeting your soulmate for the first time. Mike meets you while interviewing witnesses and the two of you have to keep pretending like you haven’t met until the case is finished. Additional Info: Slight Angst but mostly Fluff

Fandom: Marvel. Character: Multi. Idea: Post-Endgame canon song fic based on/inspired by Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story from Hamilton which examines the lives of the Avengers, the world, and the reader after the death of Tony Stark. Additional Info: Reader has a platonic relationship with Tony, mostly angst but if really just an excuse to write how the world looks without Iron Man

Fandom: Criminal Minds. Character: Aaron Hotchner. Idea: Song fic based on Moral of the Story by Ashe in which the reader has gotten out of an abusive relationship and after much help from the BAU as well as healing they begin to rebuild and start noticing feelings for Hotch. Additional Info: Will have some minor descriptions of the abusive relationship but is meant to be a fluff-angst piece examining the building of romantic relationships afterwards

Fandom: Baby Driver. Character: Buddy. Idea: Sequel to Twitch and Speak that deals with Migraines. Focus will be on the effect migraines have as well as the toll that muscle twitches can take when you are already in pain. Additional Info: The two prior fics can be read as standalone pieces and this would be meant to as well

Fandom: Law & Order SVU. Character: Mike Dodds. Idea: Expansion to the Imagine Mike Dodds coming to speak with you after a particularly difficult case. Would be them reconciling and getting back together. Additional Info: I see it expanding the case and then providing details about the past relationship while paving the way for the future one

Fandom: Marvel. Character: Tony Stark. Idea: A song fic based on If I Fail You from Starkid’s Black Friday musical. Additional Info: It’s more going to be Tony reflecting on how he is as a father compared to Howard and providing a look into Tony as a father but also what it’s like to be a Stark child

Fandom: X-Men. Character: Logan Howlett/Wolverine. Idea: Set during/post X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Logan had a young child who he left with neighbors when he went after Stryker. As reader is a mutant they ended up at the Xavier school. When Logan shows up without his memory it’s a matter of helping him figure out who he is. Additional Info: Logan won’t get his memory back but there will be parts where the child is reminiscing about moments with Logan so there are going to be memory tidbits

As always, send your votes as an ask!

#follower voted content

[fanpom-imagines]

Fanfic writer: and they were roomates

Us: omg they were roomates

#imagine #imagines #x reader #marvel #teen wolf #bbc sherlock #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #teen wolf imagine #bbc sherlock imagine #avengers magine #supernatural x reader #supernatural imagine

[imagine-loki]

Missed

TITLE: missed CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 1/14 AUTHOR: hiddlemediddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine being one of the few female frost giants left. As the race is dying out, you are expected to bear as many children as possible. You escape when Jotunheim is under attack, finding yourself on earth. Dr. Strange senses your arrival and takes you to the Avengers, where they are in awe of your appearance. Blue skin and crimson red eyes. When Loki sees you, he doesn’t quite know how to respond. RATING: M NOTES/WARNINGS: Setting the scene… Loki goodness will come soon! x Warning: many names have been taken from Norse myth or simply the Marvel universe, so I wouldn’t get caught up in the history of that character when I use it in this - it’s just simply to get a name! Also, it is a modernised version of what Jotunheim would have been (as in, the dialogue is very much 21st century, not an accurate representation of Jotunheim from the linguistic point of view!) - In the halls of Jotunheim, there was a meeting. A meeting concerning the last remaining women. Your brother, Raze, placed his hand on your shoulder to comfort you, making you feel secure. You turned your head to him. He could sense your discomfort, knowing what was to come. Grundroth was now the leader of the frost giants, following Laufey’s murder by Loki. 

“We have a situation concerning the continuation of our race” said Grundroth gravely. “Conception has become a thing of the past. We have lost so many of our frost giant women.. the Asgardian attack stole our source of continuation from us” A few frost giants grumbled in anger, the tension of the hall beginning to rise. “Would the last remaining women please step forth.” A significant number of women stepped forward, though Grundroth was obliged to cut down the number as many were elderly or simply infertile. It was left to you and twenty other women who were around your age. “You will all be the future of our race, bearing as many children as possible. Consider it.. an honour to your people” Grundroth said. Your head dropped slightly, staring at the barren rock you were standing on. You felt disgusted. You felt like an animal being sold. Grundroth assigned a male frost giant to each of you. You saw your brother assigned to a woman too. He made brief eye contact with you, nodding his head slightly before turning to look at the woman he had been assigned. You were forced by propriety to raise your head from staring at the floor to look at the first man who would impregnate you. You didn’t know him, which either made it better or worse in the situation. You felt compelled to step forward before Grundroth.. tell him precisely how you felt. Why should we be subjected to this? Why not accept that the race is dying out? It would take much more than twenty women or so to repopulate Jotunheim. The assembly was dissolved. You were left alone with this man. You were both silent for a while, before you heard him clear his throat in preparation to speak. In all truth, you wished he wouldn’t bother under the circumstances. “I am Ymir” he said, almost trembling at his own words. “You are Y/N.. I recall.. sister of Raze?” “Yes, that’s right” You replied, trying not to sound too indifferent. “You have been told, presumably, what will happen next?” “Well.. yes. We are to take an ancient blood ritual before.. the consummation of our.. well.. marriage” You thought your jaw would hit the floor, but you kept your lips tightly pursed together. You didn’t know why you were so surprised.. they needed to mask all of this with some form of sacrament.. this time it would be marriage. “I see” You replied shortly. “When will this take place?” You continued to probe him with questions. You did not really care if it seemed out of place for you to be so direct, but it was your future. You had a right to know. “In two days time” Ymir replied. “In the meantime.. we were told that we should.. get to know you better” You thought you would be sick. Honour did not even come into the equation. Ymir gently suggested that you both take a walk together. You almost felt guilty for how sick you felt at the prospect, simply because he seemed like a genuine man. You simply nodded your acceptance of the offer. What else could you do? If you rejected him now, it wouldn’t only be you publicly shamed.. but also your brother. Raze was a dear brother to you, but his only fault was his obsession with honour and what others thought of him. Ymir described his childhood, his past and what he hoped for in the future. You felt as though a certain level of trust was built between you both, but not enough. He revealed many personal details about himself, which you supposed was his way of helping the relationship, or whatever it was. “Do you.. agree with all of.. this?” You asked him tentatively. It was the most you had said to him so far. Your tone had changed significantly too. You almost regretted asking when he turned around to you in confusion. “What do you mean?” Your head dropped slightly. “With.. the arranged marriage.. impregnating women to.. continue our race.” “Of course” Ymir replied quickly. “What other way are we to continue it?” You remained silent, until you felt compelled to speak more. “Do you not question the morality of it?” Ymir was nothing short of astonished. He had assumed that all women were completely honoured to fulfil the task. “I believe there are things that must be done.. things sacrificed.. that are to the benefit of our future as a race. How else could it be done?” You knew you had gone too far. “Forget that I asked. I was simply curious as to your views on the subject” “What are yours?” Ymir asked, suddenly piqued. Your walking came to a halt. He stopped beside you, refusing to look away from you. You raised your head to look him directly in the eyes. “I can’t have any” You replied to him, turning away and continuing to walk. Ymir was still for a few seconds, before he walked to catch up with you. It would have been an understatement to say that Ymir was unnerved by your behaviour. “What about your childhood?” Ymir asked, trying to steer towards his own familiar ground again. You complied to his question, though you knew that it was just a way of filling up the conversation.. even killing time. It was quite comical, in reality, as you found that Ymir was more interested in your brother’s childhood than he was in yours. When you both agreed to part ways, you made sure that Ymir had gone a great deal away until you had your own walk. You felt yourself sigh out in relief. It felt as though you had been performing the whole time. Allowing him to speak, listening attentively. You knew that you needed some time alone before you went back. Raze would be asking all kinds of questions that you were not prepared to answer yet. You needed to formulate your answers in your head, because you could tell what he would ask you. Eventually, you made your way back. Your future had seemingly been carved by Grundroth.. and the entirety of what was left of the Jotunheim council. You arrived home to the barren rock you had lived upon your entire life. You sensed Raze’s presence and wondered if he had company, yet soon you realised he was alone. “You have been long.” You didn’t reply instantly. You turned to him slowly. “I am surprised you have not your bride to be at the table already” He could tell by your tone that you weren’t in the mood. “That would not be appropriate, you know that” “But arranging a blood ritual marriage for someone you don’t know is completely appropriate” You snapped. You did not fear expressing your opinion with Raze, he knew precisely who you were and what you believed in, yet he could not sympathise. No two siblings were as different as you both. The liberal and the conservative. “You know that it must be done” he said, turning to hand you a bowl of food. You took it reluctantly, yet knowing that you would only be picking at it. You felt physically as well as emotionally unstable after the day’s events. “Must it?” “How else will our race survive?” “You know what I think on that note” “Then you are more foolish than I thought” His words pained you, but they did not deter you in the slightest. “You are not the one who must bear the children” “It is for the future of Jotunheim that it must be done” “You don’t understand, do you? It isn’t some mortal birth. Carrying a child of ice.. the child exhibiting its powers from conception. You think that does not come with an excruciating pain for the mother?” “Remedies are always at hand, Y/N” “Oh, stop it. I should be able to choose when and with whom I can have a child. I am not some machine to procreate Jotun children” “We have no choice” Raze snapped, clearly sick of the conversation by now. “I never said I was happy about it, Y/N - it simply must be done. You truly mean to say that you would not mind if our race died out?” You stood in anger, slamming the bowl on the side. You were lucky it did not smash into tiny pieces. “You would share my view if you were a woman. You are fine, being male. The only sensation you will feel out of this situation is pleasure, Raze. All of the Jotun men must have thought they had hit the jackpot.” Before Raze could completely lose his head with anger, you had already left the room. - You awoke to find your bowl of food by your bedside. You didn’t know whether Raze thought you couldn’t go to Ymir with an empty stomach or if it was his way of what he would call ‘forgiveness’. You arose, taking the bowl back to where Raze would likely be. When you put it on the side, Raze turned to look at you. You could see the pain behind those crimson eyes, as you knew him far too well. “You must eat” “I cannot” It was Raze’s turn for an outburst. He turned to you in anger, his eyes flashing. “I do everything to make this easier for you and this is your repayment” “You have done nothing to make this easier for me” You said, knowing your words lacked the conviction they deserved. You simply felt.. tired. “Nothing” It only served to ignite his anger further. “I convinced them to assign you to Ymir, because he is likely the only man there with genuine care. The others are complete brutes who would not bother.. getting to know you. If I were to bargain, most of those women will already have been bedded before the blood ritual” You couldn’t quite believe what you were hearing. “You convinced them to give me to Ymir?” “It was not easy. You cannot tell me that I did nothing.. I put my reputation on the line to keep you safe” “I shouldn’t have to go through it in the first place” “I know” Raze snapped. “I know, but it is. Ymir is a good man, Y/N. You know that. He will treat you with respect” You felt your chest heave. You didn’t know whether to thank him or rage further. The feeling of fatigue from the entire situation was taking its toll. If this was honour, you did not want it. “I cannot understand it. We will die out without the casket, the ice magic of our planet is deteriorating. I cannot see a future for this race without it” “They believe that the youth will revive it” “It cannot be proven, Raze” “It might work” “And it might not. In fact, it is likely not to happen at all” A knock came from the door of your home, which made your stomach curl with nervousness as you feared it may be Ymir already. When Raze allowed the person in, it was Rana, the woman he had been assigned. She was extremely beautiful. She had the flowing black hair, the Jotun curves of the female and sharp features, yet she seemed to enhance those traits in every way. She greeted you warmly, yet her attentions were on Raze. You weren’t sure if you could remain in the room longer when you saw her wrap her arms around your brother’s waist, placing kisses along his neck. Raze was completely at ease, not perturbed in the slightest. You almost wished you were with Ymir. Yet, when Ymir entered half an hour later you weren’t so sure. You agreed with Raze in that he was a good man, but he was not for you. You almost felt guilty for not greeting him as warmly as Rana and your brother had done. Ymir went to sit beside you. “Would you.. like to go for a walk as we did yesterday?” You thought you would be traversing the entirety of the Jotun realm by the end of it all, all with Ymir. With Raze listening in closely, as you well knew, you had little choice. You had little choice in all of this, Raze being present or not. “Yes, of course” You said, trying your best to sound slightly enthusiastic. When you both had left, you felt the awkwardness begin to set in. Yet, what was on your mind was what your brother had done for you. You wondered how things would have panned out if you had been assigned to one of the most brutish Jotun males known to the Nine Realms. When Raze told you that most of them had likely been bedded, you weren’t quite convinced. After some serious thought, however, you did not find it so hard to believe. You both fell into conversation, yet it did not flow. It was more like small talk, commenting on the trivialities of Jotun life. You hadn’t realised that it could be dragged on for half of the day. It was only until the end of your walk when the real questions began to flow. “How do you feel about tomorrow?” Ymir asked tentatively. “I.. do not know” You said honestly, sitting down. You didn’t want to come out fully and tell him that marrying him was the last thing in the world she wanted to do tomorrow. “Y/N, I know you are reluctant. I know that you may never love me, but I can assure you that I will dedicate my life to ensuring that you are safe” You raised your head at this. His words had come from somewhere. From the way he had voiced them and the way he now looked at you, you believed that he was being genuine. You felt his hand being placed upon your own.

Rather than pull away in anger or disgust, you allowed it to stay there. You did feel safe, safe in an illusion. Perhaps you did need comfort. You thought you would need to get used to this, therefore you allowed it to happen. His other hand tentatively moved to your cheek, holding it gently. His fingers were brushing away what you realised to be your tears. Ymir moved his head towards your own, yet he almost quickly kissed you. You felt his lips move against your own, yet you pulled away quickly. He felt instantly guilty from the way you had reacted. “I am sorry, Y/N.. that was wrong of me” You did not respond. Rising up from where you had both been seated, it was time to leave. Walking back with Ymir after that incident was not easy, though it was manageable. After a while of walking, you both stopped suddenly. Stillness overtook the atmosphere, yet a rumbling sensation pierced you both. Your eyes flashed to one and other with instinctive fear. Then it came. The ground began to shake and shouts were even heard from where you were. You both began to run. You both ran and ran back, the ground grumbling beneath you both. It was terrifying. When you both arrived at the scene, you were in complete shock. “Asgardian and Vanaheim radicals, Ymir.” A Jotun male yelled. “They will be approaching soon. The border has been decimated.” Ymir tried to convince you to stay behind, but you completely ignored him. Your mind was filled with worry for Raze. Your parents had been lost in the Asgard-Jotunheim War. You were not prepared to lose your brother now. Ymir didn’t have time to try and keep you behind, seeing as he was dragged almost immediately to the front line of battle.

You followed them, knowing precisely the direction from which they came. From your position above on a large mountain of a barren rock, you could see everything. The opposition was completely destroying the Jotuns. They seemed to be leaping from a type of portal from another realm. The portal extended from different areas, allowing the opposition to attack from all kinds of sides to destroy the Jotun men. You felt your heart sink. Where was Raze? Where was Raze? You made a life changing decision in approaching the battlefield. You were met instantly with death. The battle was occurring ahead. You thought your life would be lost then and there, but it was Raze who dominated your thoughts. He could have been anywhere, either battling or on the ground dead. You heard your name being shouted from the side of the rock. You saw Rana from the distance and your heart rose with hope. You ran towards where she was, yet your eyes could not deceive you when you saw a figure lying prostrate beside her. Lying down, completely bereft of life, was your brother, Raze. Your knees sank to the floor. You shook him, screaming out his name. You barely heard Rana pleading with you to let his soul depart… that he was gone. Your head sank to his chest, only to rise almost immediately to let out the most unearthly cry that could ever be ripped from the voice of a living creature. 

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To Be Happy

This is a piece I wrote two years ago for a creative writing class in university. 04.10.18. 

She stands in front of the water, far away from the lights of the festival. The lake is dotted with a million stars, but there are few in the sky. She clenches her hands and shutters her eyes, holding in her mind’s eye the solitude, sadness, and desperation of the past months. 

She wishes for happiness.

***

The town of Maylight was blessed long ago by a powerful sorcerer who spread the ashes of his lover in a nearby lake, gifting a drop of his magic. Since then, one night every year, the lake fills with millions of stars. On that night, any magical being can make a wish on the bank of the lake and it will be granted the following day.

In celebration of the blessing, the townspeople hold the Star Bright Festival every year. It is a celebration of love, full of dancing, singing, and eating. The youth pair up in hopes of making a connection as strong as the love between the sorcerer and his lover. Only the most desperate descend to the lake to make a wish on Star Bright.  

Aubree has taken her daughter to the festival every year since her birth. She remembers the awe in Jessima’s eyes the first time she saw the dancing townsfolk in the fairy lit square. It’s tradition for the mother-daughter pair to share at least one dance in the night.

But Jessima will not be attending this year. 

“What do you mean she’s not going?”  said Rachelle McMillan, whose residence the neighbourhood mothers were gathered at for their monthly potluck brunch. 

“She’s taking her MSAE, Magineer Schools Admissions Exam,” Aubree clarifies for the other mothers, “soon. She needs to work hard, remain focused.”

“She’s okay with not going?” Candice from the house on the corner butts in, chewing on a brownie greedily. Aubree adjusts her crossed legs and rips off a chunk of her croissant. 

“Not really,” Aubree admits. “But, I think the festival would be a distraction. She’s gotten into a good studying rhythm and I would hate for her to fall out of it.”

“So strict Aubree! Children need have some fun. It’s good for them,” Candice scolds. 

“That mindset is why Jessima is going to be a magineer, while your children are in community college,” Rachelle says coldly. She’s never liked Candice, ever since her son beat Rachelle’s daughter in the 10th grade regional chess competition. 

Candice sniffs but doesn’t respond. 

“I think you’re doing the right thing. Lazy people cannot be successful and Jessima is at the age where it’s crucial she understands that.” Brenda says. Her children are already in the workforce. Aubree continues to rip her croissant into smaller pieces.

“Rob got promoted!” Rachelle announces, changing the topic swiftly. She beams as the other mothers offer her their congratulations. “With the extra money, we decided to invest in a MAIH!” The mothers widen their eyes appropriately. “I’d like you to meet someone!”

A man steps through the door, dressed smartly. He waves, his movements slightly stilted, the subtle fault giving away his mechanical nature. Aubree looks at his dark features and marvels at the newest magineering invention. He would pass as human, but his ruby red eyes are lifeless.

“Hello, my name is Theodore. I am Rachelle‘s Mechanical Aid In Housework,” he introduces himself. “I am happy to do whatever you wish.” He bows.

“Isn’t he lovely?” Rachelle exclaims. Candice gets up to take a closer look.

“He’s beautiful,” she whispers reverently, reaching a hand out. Rachelle snorts.

“Don’t even think about it! Theo only understands the pleasure of obedience. His brain receives a hit of dopamine every time he completes an order. Ergo the perfect servant!”

“If only my children were wired that way. They never listen!” Brenda complains. Aubree nods to herself, sympathizing, but then accidentally drops her plate. The scraps of croissant scatter on the carpet. Theodore dutifully clears it up, picking up Aubree’s discarded plate too. She falters in her thanks, shivering internally at his unsettling red eyes.

*** When Aubree arrives home, the door recognizes her magical signature and opens automatically. She places her empty brownie pan in the kitchen sink, where the pink sponge immediately jumps up with a flourish to start scrubbing, before heading down the hallway. Her daughter is still sleeping when she opens her door. Aubree growls angrily before snapping her fingers, summoning the sound of an alarm to echo in the room. Jessima immediately jerks awake.  

“What are you doing?” Aubree exclaims. “It’s one o’clock, you’re supposed to be studying!” She glares at her daughter, who has her head in her hands.

“I was tired and couldn’t focus,” she mumbles.

“Then drink a pick-me-up potion! You don’t have time for this! Your MSAE is in two weeks and you’ve only been scoring in the 90th percentile on your practice tests. You know that DeGrasse only takes students above the 98th!” She frowns, but the look is lost on her daughter, who still has not moved from her position on the bed. “Come on! Get up!”

“Mom, I really need a break. My head hurts and I feel sick. I can’t study because I’m anxious, I can’t sleep because I’m anxious! I really just need a break.” She’s facing Aubree now, clutching her blanket pitifully. Tears are gathering in her brown eyes.

Aubree clucks her tongue.

“How did you end up so lazy.” Jessima gapes, but Aubree continues, index finger out and waving animatedly. “Do you know how Aunt Kath got to where she is? Every day, she would shut herself in her room to study. She ignored her friends, she didn’t go out, she studied. Even once she was accepted to DeGrasse, she kept going because she understood that while hard work is painful, it’s worth it.” Aubree stalks towards the bed, casting a quick spell with a wave of her hand to push the bedding away. She kneels, brushes Jessima’s messy bangs back and places her hands on her daughter’s shoulders. “You just have to do that too.”

Jessima jerks away, refusing to look at Aubree. She clucks her tongue again.

“You only have two more weeks until your exam.”

“And then five more years of hell at DeGrasse if it goes well.” Jessima’s voice wavers when she responds, but her tone is bitter.

“Five years, and then you’ll be a licensed magineer, in the big city, making lots of money. You’ll be successful and you’ll be happy,” Aubree reframes.

“No, I won’t,” Jessima says, head downcast. The words are defiant, but they come out softly. She lets out a sigh, long, slow and resigned. “Just go, mom. I’ll study.”

“Good.” Aubree beams, stroking Jessima’s hair before taking her chin and lifting it. Salt water is drying on the cheek she leans down to kiss. “I’ll be so proud of you when you get in to DeGrasse!” she calls, strolling out the room.

*** Aubree feels unsettled after their conversation, so she decides to water the plants. This is what is best for Jessima, she reminds herself. There’s something soothing about filling the water tank and watching the water flow smoothly out the spout into each pot. She could use magic, but the repetitive movements quiet her mind. It’s a couple hours later when Jessima comes out of her room. Aubree pauses the podcast she’s listening to and stalks towards her daughter. Jessima explains herself quickly.

“I wanted to ask you something.” She’s still in her pajamas, the bright yellow of her shirt contrasting the dark circles under her eyes. “I just scored in the 95th percentile on my practice test.” Aubree brightens at the news, frown smoothing out.

“That’s great!” Jessima only quirks her lips up slightly before taking a deep breath.

“Yes. So I was hoping, given that I’m making really good progress, that I could go to the festival.” Seeing the frown starting to reappear on Aubrey’s face, she rushes on, “It’s Star Bright. Please mom, I promise I’ll be perfect if you let me go. I won’t complain, I won’t beg to see my friends, I’ll be a studying machine,” she pleads.

A perfect studying machine, Aubree ponders, searching her daughter’s face for deception.

“Alright. You can go.” Jessima immediately perks up. Aubree adds, “But you will stay with me the whole time. You need to be back by 10:30 PM.”

Jessima hesitates, but says, “That’s fine. Thank you.” She gives her mother a shallow hug, barely a brush of her arms around her torso. “I’ll go study now.” Aubree reminds herself that success requires sacrifice. In five years, Jessima will be happy and Aubree will be the mother of a magineer.

***

Aubree’s never made a wish at Star Bright before. Her family has always cautioned her about the trickster nature of such powerful magic. Be careful when wishing for the impossible, her father used to say, for there is a reason it is so. It would be easy though; Aubree has much to wish for.

The festival is beautiful as always, the mouth-watering aroma of food drifting through Aubree’s senses. There are flags with bright white stars everywhere: on the lamp posts, in children’s hands, tied as capes around the fairies. To her right, Jessima has not touched her churro and is staring blankly at the dancers. Aubree puts a hand on her shoulder in concern, but sees Rachelle beckoning her to dance. Her friend tugs at her arm and she’s swept away, almost leaving Jessima by the food stall, but she turns to ask her daughter to participate too. But Jessima’s gone.

Aubree snatches her arm from Rachelle, makes an excuse and hurries away. She looks around frantically, examining the faces of the people around her, some of which are waving, but she ignores them in her panic. Where is Jessima? She finds a quiet spot at the edge of the square, concentrates and casts a tracking spell. It guides her on a long path through the forest, the tug in her navel growing stronger as she nears the lake. The stars are mesmerizing as they wink at her from the water. The leaves rustle, forming a whisper: what is your wish?

Aubree tries to ignore their question. Did Jessima escape to make a wish? What was it? Aubree has no doubt it was reckless and childish. She’s scared suddenly, worried about the repercussions Jessima could have brought upon herself.

The wind pushes the water into ripples, but the image of the stars on the lake somehow remains undistorted. The leaves contribute to the hypnotizing image, repeating, what do you wish? They start to chant, Wish. Wish. Wish!

If Jessima would just listen! If she could understand that I only want what is best for her. Aubree’s wish is full of frustration and anxiety, but it comes from the heart.

She wishes for obedience.

*** Aubree claws her way out of the trees, the grit of the sand from the beach worming into her shoes and between her toes. She’s a mess, so she gives up her search and heads to the nearest transportation point to get home. Tomorrow will be a better day.

When she climbs out of bed in the morning, she eagerly strides down the hall to Jessima’s door. It opens before she arrives, but it is not her daughter that steps out.

Aubree gasps, hand flying to her mouth as the girl turns towards her. She’s dressed professionally, in a full suit, tailored pants, shirt and blazer. Her normally mousy brown hair is brushed, shining, but her movements lack grace, breaking the illusion of perfection.

“Hello mother. What would you like me to do today?” she asks. Her bright red eyes gleam at Aubree, who takes a further step back in horror. “I am happy to do whatever you wish.”

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