She Wore A Gown The Color Of Storms, Shadows, And Rain And A Necklace Of Broken Promises And Regrets.

“She wore a gown the color of storms, shadows, and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets.”

― Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell

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BTS as Greek Deities

@forksofwisdom​ ‘s own Twilight Characters Cast as Greek Deities - pictures + explanations gave me the idea for this one. As she wrote, I am only doing personalities on this one.

I had trouble with most of them, as they have vast personalities, however, Namjoon fit more into the Zeus/Athena archetype, so I chose Zeus instead. He was able to outsmart his own father in order to get his siblings out of his stomach so they can win the war against the Titans. And just like Zeus, Namjoon is a natural-born leader, with (what the members told us in older interviews) a taste for. . . sexual things. 

With Jin, I was having trouble between Hestia and Hera but chose Hestia as his character. Hestia was the goddess of the hearth and family, while Hera was the goddess of marriage. Seokjin is declared as the ‘mother’ of BTS by Armys alike, so, instead of making him the goddess of marriage, I made him the goddess of family.

Yoongi was the one I had the most trouble with. He has such a unique personality that is sometimes hard to capture into words. So, I based his off things the members said. They have said that he is the one to fix the things Namjoon breaks, and it fits perfectly into Hephaestus, the god of blacksmiths. However, Yoongi does not have Hephaestus’ deformed outer appearance mentioned in the myths.

All of the members have a touch of Apollo in them, but Hoseok embodies the sun the most. Apollo is depicted as an almost happy-go-lucky person in pop culture (looking at you, Rick Riordan), which fits into Hoseok’s personality. Have you seen the English translated versions of his songs? Poetry.

Jimin, on stage, has an almost sexual appearance, depending on the outfit he wears. Eros is also the god of love, and Jimin has a lot of love to give around. I mean this boy always wants a hug from his friends. (Have you seen the video of him running up to Namjoon, arms raised, going “Namjoon!” He’s Namjoon’s baby). 

Taehyung is beauty, he is (somewhat) grace, he is the nation’s baby boy. He wears Gucci, he is said to be the babiest baby of the group, and he can still switch it up, going from tiny baby™ to Dom™ onstage in almost a second. This boy is nothing but beauty, and you can’t tell me otherwise. 

Jungkook is the Energizer bunny on CRACK and you can’t tell me otherwise, okay? This boy loves to workout from what we can tell, and even Yoongi declined to arm wrestle him. Jungkook is the embodiment of Hermes, who was told he should be the messenger of the gods because he ran the fastest. Not only is Hermes the messenger of the gods, but he is also the god of trickery and sports, two of which are Jungkook’s favorite things (most of the time he watches as tricks happen, and sometimes he doesn’t know the trick is on him).

PSA:

Patty Jenkins (Wonder Woman director) didn't hire stunt doubles as the Amazonian warriors. She actually hired regular people like us, from fitness trainers, athletes, and police officers.

THOSE WOMEN IN THE MOVIE REALLY DO KICK ASS IN REAL LIFE. THEY LOOK PROUD AT WHAT THEY REPRESENT ( THAT WE GIRLS OF ANY COLOR, RACE, AGE, RELIGION, AND SIZE CAN DO ANYTHING).

UPDATE: She replied saying that she and her friend do live webcams and that she didn't know she was such a freak in bed.

Why do I get stuff like this on here? I wanna see where this goes before I block her.

I don’t know why she DOESNT GET TO THE FUCKING POINT.

Text inspired by a real Tinder profile.

lucifer’s waltz [2]

↳ au. Michael is Jack's twin (they both do not have a last name) and Jack represents the good from their mother while Michael represents their father’s more evil tendencies.

pairing: Michael x twin!brother!Jack

rating: PG13

inspired by: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikl-QYQ252Q

tags: @michaellangdonhasbecomemylife @lovelykhaleesiii@jackklinelovesstarwars @supernaturalimagine @michaellangdon@codyfernsource @codyahsfern @codysqueen

author’s note: in no way, shape, or form do I sympathize with Kim Jong Un and Jong-il’s way of thinking and methods, I’m just using them as part of the dialogue in this story.

Jack looks around, the loud, piercing screeches of the polydemons going ‘round and ‘round him, human screams joining the mix as the creatures began eating the flesh off their bones. Michael was inside the barn, simply enjoying the sounds of the screams, and knew that this was humanity’s damnation. They brought it upon themselves. All they did was rape, murder, lie, hustle, and sell their own bodies for the sake of either pleasure, drugs, money, or just because they were sold into it. 

“Don’t be afraid,” Jack clambers back in the car, pushing torn pieces of a bloodied shirt - which he found on the ground outside - to the other three. “Cover your mouths and noses. Do not freeze when we go outside.”

“I never freeze.”

“C’mon, Dean, stop copying Black Panther’s lines for God’s sake,” Sam sighs, tying the cloth around his nose. His older brother glares at him before doing the same, Castiel and Jack already standing outside, waiting for their friends. The Archangel blade held at ready in Castiel’s hand, he takes the lead, Sam, Dean, and Jack holding guns with a bullet ready in the chamber. It won’t do much as they haven’t figured out a spell to create Archangel bullets yet, but it would slow Michael down. 

Castiel slides open the wooden door, making all four hunters see that Michael was standing with his back to them, hands clasped behind him, clear blue eyes watching the outside world through the small window. Castiel put up his hand that held the blade, taking a step towards the Antichrist when the blonde male calls out, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? This rotten world turning into its true nature. One poisoned with men’s jealousy, rage, suspicion. I simply just sped up its process. You think that this is my doing? No, this is Mankind’s own doing, but you’re all too blind to see it.” He turns around, blood spotted across his face. “And you’re the worst of them all. Even worse than Kim Jong Un and Kim Jong-il. You both caused apocalypses to happen and yet you think you both are saviors? You’re just pathetic, weak men.”

“I don’t think I’m a savior, but I also do not think I am pathetic and weak!” Dean sarcastically says to him. “Reverse the ending of the world.”

“Or you’ll what?”

“Let’s just say that you will see your father again.”

“Really? I’ve always wanted to meet him.”

“Where’s our mom?”

Michael clicks his tongue, shaking his head. “Ah, you boys and your mother. I never was close to Kelly, never. Not even when I was in the womb. You think that it was Jack who killed Kelly? That was all me. I was planning to actually kill her and have her die with you still inside her (so you could never escape), but you just had to come out. So, instead of taking all the blame, I just put my memory of killing Kelly inside your brain so I could just watch the guilt eat you. And let me say, it has been entertaining. And to answer your question, she’s right over. . .” he drags out the r, waiting for something.

Mary’s mangled body drops from the ceiling, now a corpse decaying into nothingness. “There.”

Dean yanks the blade out of Castiel’s hand and throws it with accuracy at Michael, and they all watch as it lands a few inches from his heart. He drops to the ground, blood pouring over the black silk of his suit, staining it a deep burgundy. His eyes flash black and orange for a moment before twinkling out, and the four continue watching as he died.

And came back to life.

His blood seeped back into his open wounds, the blade flew away from his chest and landed somewhere in the barn, and his eyes opened again. He stands up with grace, wiping the dirt off the silk.

“I was always going to win.”

He looks at his shoes, drawing a small pentagram on the dirt that still had Mary’s blood soaked into it. Then he looks back up, eyes black and lips in a wide smile. “Ave Satanas.”