Loki Laufeyson Falling In Love Headcanons

“Brother, are you and lady Y/N good friends?” “Yeah you could say that,…why?” “I am just happy to see you connecting with someone in such positive ways” “Oh, great then-” “Are you going to tell her that you love her?” “What”

Some context on Trump assassinating Qassem Soleimani

harry styles → zodiac sign: aquarius

THE SIGNS AS HOLIDAY MOVIES

Aquarius: Home Alone

Lockscreens for Aquarians

credits to owners

Aquarius as a Galaxy

Hoag’s Object

A nearly perfect ring of young hot blue stars circles the older yellow nucleus of this ring galaxy 600 million light-years away. Many of the details of the galaxy remain a mystery, foremost of which is how it formed. It is also very rare type of galaxy.

credits to @ahzodiac

acuario // el portador de agua

What Aquarius wants vs. needs

WANTS - A mad scientist. A genius. A poet. Someone to share your interests with. A best friend. Freedom.

NEEDS - Independence. Trust. Consistent communication. A best friend. A kind of intelligence you don’t have.

credits to @thehoroscopelife

23 Things You Didn’t Know About Astrology

Z O D I A C G U I D E  / /  I G

1. You have more than one sign.

2. Your moon sign is the sign that speaks to your emotions.

3. Your rising, or ascendant, sign represents identity, the first impression you make on others, and your outer personality.

4. Your sun sign is what motivates you from the heart and deep within.

5. Generally speaking, the compatibility of signs with one another is influenced by the elements of nature: fire, earth, air, and water.

6. Born in between signs? You might be a cusp.

7. The degrees of a sign don’t mean what you think it does.

8. Signs don’t influence your physical appearance - but they can describe it.

9. Mercury retrograde can actually be good!

10. Mercury retrograde does not actually mean the planets move back.

11. Mercury is not the only planet to have retrograde periods.

12. No, mercury retrograde is not going to ruin your life.

13. During the Reagan Administration, there was a White House astrologist.

14. If you really want an accurate reading of your birth chart, you should know your birthplace and time of birth.

15. Catholic popes used to believe in astrology.

16. According to Marchesella, everyone has some degree of all 12 signs, all the planets, and all the 12 houses of the horoscope in operation.

17. Shakespeare is known to have created some of his characters around their astrological signs.

18. British Intelligence Agency MI5 hired astrologist Louis de Wohl during WWII as a mouthpiece for wartime propaganda.

19. In Japan, people treat blood types like horoscopes and believe that personality types are tied to blood type.

20. Gerolamo Cardano, an Italian mathematician whose research lead to the invention of the combination lock, was imprisoned in 1570 for casting the horoscope of Jesus Christ.

21. The most common astrological sign in the U.S. is Scorpio (9.6 percent of U.S. population), and the least common sign is Aquarius (6.3 percent).

22. Benjamin Franklin was an astrology enthusiast.

23. Some people believe there are 12 people on a jury because of the 12 astrological houses.

scott lang always calling marvel out

For years I asked, pleaded for a chance to own my work. Instead I was given an opportunity to sign back up to Big Machine Records and ‘earn’ one album back at a time, one for every new one I turned in. I walked away because I knew once I signed that contract, Scott Borchetta would sell the label, thereby selling me and my future. I had to make the excruciating choice to leave behind my past. Music I wrote on my bedroom floor and videos I dreamed up and paid for from the money I earned playing in bars, then clubs, then arenas, then stadiums. 

Some fun facts about today’s news: I learned about Scooter Braun’s purchase of my masters as it was announced to the world. All I could think about was the incessant, manipulative bullying I’ve received at his hands for years. 

Like when Kim Kardashian orchestrated an illegally recorded snippet of a phone call to be leaked and then Scooter got his two clients together to bully me online about it. (See photo) Or when his client, Kanye West, organized a revenge porn music video which strips my body naked. Now Scooter has stripped me of my life’s work, that I wasn’t given an opportunity to buy. Essentially, my musical legacy is about to lie in the hands of someone who tried to dismantle it.

This is my worst case scenario. This is what happens when you sign a deal at fifteen to someone for whom the term ‘loyalty’ is clearly just a contractual concept. And when that man says ‘Music has value’, he means its value is beholden to men who had no part in creating it. 

When I left my masters in Scott’s hands, I made peace with the fact that eventually he would sell them. Never in my worst nightmares did I imagine the buyer would be Scooter. Any time Scott Borchetta has heard the words ‘Scooter Braun’ escape my lips, it was when I was either crying or trying not to. He knew what he was doing; they both did. Controlling a woman who didn’t want to be associated with them. In perpetuity. That means forever. 

Thankfully, I am now signed to a label that believes I should own anything I create. Thankfully, I left my past in Scott’s hands and not my future. And hopefully, young artists or kids with musical dreams will read this and learn about how to better protect themselves in a negotiation. You deserve to own the art you make.

I will always be proud of my past work. But for a healthier option, Lover will be out August 23. 

Sad and grossed out,

Taylor

my tumblr name wins

AHEAD OF HER TIME!!!!!

Imagine Edward Cullen helping you to adjust to your recent diagnosis with a food intolerance/allergy. 

Relationship between the reader and Edward can be romantic or platonic - I’ve written it ambiguously so that you can choose for yourself. I don’t have enough energy atm to make a decision.

Note: I have coeliacs and so this is geared towards my own experiences. I cannot say it will be accurate for all allergies and/or all reactions towards having an allergy.

Unrequested - I’m just having a human moment.

Word count: 283 words

You looked over at the plate that Bella was holding. She had a variety of pastries that she intended to share with Jacob. With his appetite being what it was, the plate was almost spilling with croissants and the like.

When was the last time that you had had a pastry? Or a doughnut? Surely one bite wouldn’t hurt. Your doctor had said that you had an allergy to wheat but they hadn’t said that you couldn’t -

“No.”

Edward’s sudden voice ringing in the room had everyone looking at him.

He was looking at you with a stony expression, his eyes dark. He wasn’t thirsty but disapproval was written all over his face.

“Y/N, you can’t eat any of that.”

“I know, but I -”

“No.”

You sighed, anger and sadness swirling within you. Why had you suddenly become sick all those months ago? You felt betrayed by your body. 

“It’s not your fault, you know.”

Edward was sat right next to you, and he spoke lowly enough that only you - and anyone else with supernatural hearing abilities - could hear him.

“I know.” You murmured, “I just wish I could -” be normal went unspoken, and Edward sighed, reaching out to you with his icy hands.

“I miss doughnuts.” You sighed, talking mostly to yourself. You stood, then, and headed for the stairs, feeling sick with self-hatred and anger. You had been diagnosed some time ago, but it still hurt, because you hadn’t accepted it yet. 

You shed tears when Edward came up to your room later with a plate of still hot doughnuts. They tasted better than any made with wheat, and you made sure to tell him that.

Between Promises

Pairing: Edward Cullen x F!Human!Reader

Warning(s): None, I don’t think?

Word Count: 1,615

A/N: For the sake of this fic, let’s just say that Edward isn’t allowed to read his Mate’s mind for protection purposes. Also, I’m really not expecting a lot of y’all to read this, so Idfc about the notes because this fandom isn’t really alive at the moment.

You don’t remember when the nightmare began or when it ended. The worst thing was that your mind would trick you like that. You remembered feeling scared, more scared than you ever felt in a long time. Everything had been stripped from your safety and laid bare for the dream demons to reach for you, to bring you tumbling down, and that was all that happened. You would go to sleep, knowing that the inevitability of your dreams being ruined by the demons you used to let in so easily, and you would sleep anyways. It wasn’t like you had a choice. When you wouldn’t properly take care of yourself, there was always that one person— that one flawless enigma— who would make it his life’s duty to make sure you did the right things. 

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#37 “First of all, ow” (Edward Cullen x Reader)

I groaned when I saw Edward running in front of me, he was winning the damn race I challenged him to do and was winning. I ran dodging trees and rocks that were scattered around the forest trying to run as fast as my body allowed me to.

I knew we were getting closer to the “end” because I noticed how Edward slowed down a little bit and I did the same until we both stopped.

“I hate you so much, Edward Cullen” I sighed crossing my arms in front of my chest narrowing my eyes at him, he laughed and got closer to me but I stepped back.

“Come on, love, you knew it would be like this” he said with a side smile “you are extremely predictable and not so fast” he joked, still laughing.

“Ok, first of all, ow” I said placing a hand on my chest, pretending to be hurt “and, secondly, I let you win, it wouldn’t be so good for your reputation to say that your girlfriend beat you on a race” I got closer to him and he extended his arms and placed them on my waist, I put mine on his chest. “We all know that your ego is bigger than your old hairstyle” I said in between laughs and he furrowed his brows but the corner of his mouth quirked up in a little smile.

“Now I’m the one that’s hurt” he replied but leaned forward and kissed me, hugging me tightly by the waist while I put my arms from his chest to the back of his neck.  When we pulled apart I put my head in the crook of his neck, leaving small kisses and he whispered in my ear with a playful tone.

“I still won”

INTOXICATED [the cullens]

Note: This is playing on a theory I’ve had for a while now - Could a Vampire of the twilight kind ever get drunk? I am very bad at writing but would not be opposed to doing a part two should this be we’ll received :)))

Pairing: None

Characters: the Cullen’s + You

Warnings: Alcohol (obviously), swearing.

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The Graduation party was coming to an end, (Y/N) was positively buzzed - having chugged beers and thrown back shots throughout the night. She wasn’t irresponsible, just looking to let loose after the stress of school.

The Cullen’s; being as they were, were fully aware of everything that was going on around them. They could smell the alcohol in the air and their supernaturally inclined human friend (Y/N) reeked of it. Edward and Alice were constantly checking to make sure she was okay, Rosalie stood in the corner glaring - maybe wishing she could have gotten drunk too. Emmett stood beside her, trying to coax her into dancing the last dance.

They wouldn’t say they were having a bad time - but their enjoyment would be seriously improved by being drunk with the rest of the kids.

…

Intoxicated graduates stumbled through the doors of the Cullen house till only (Y/N) and them remained. Even with the music now turned off, it didn’t stop (Y/N) from dancing - when Edward and Bella both tried to encourage her to go to sleep, she simply replied with;

“Fuck off guys! You’re not my - parents!” Pausing to hiccup and laugh at Edwards disgust at her language.

Emmett wasn’t being much help, as he was whooping from the sofa and laughing at their strange friend.

“You know what you guys ne-ed?” (Y/N) stopped dancing, but continued to sway on her feet.

“What, (Y/N)?” Jasper asked, concealing the amused smirk at her slurring

“Alcohol! You guys need to driiiiinnnnkkkkk.” (Y/N) just about yelled, giggling away.

“(Y/N), you know alcohol doesn’t effect vampires.” Bella said tiredly, even though she couldn’t necessarily get tired.

“Oh… yeah.” (Y/N) pouted, her mood suddenly switching. She stood perfectly still for a few moments, the Cullen family watching curiously.

(Y/N) gasped, an idea forming in her head and a crazy kind of smile growing on her face. Edward, having read her mind, widened his eyes.

“(Y/N) No.” he scolds, but she’s already gone - running to the kitchen, calling over her shoulder;

“(Y/N) Yes!”

She grabbed the last two bottles of Jack, determined to get her friends as drunk as her.

Alice laughed as she saw what she was going to do, the rest of the Cullen family - aside from Carlisle, Esme, and Renessme who had gone on a trip, wanting to be away from the major party animals environment - looked to her in intrigue.

(Y/N) ran out of the house, and into the forrest; ready to find an animal of any kind. When the Cullen’s found her, she was trying to get a deer to drink from the bottle.

“(Y/N) that’s not going to work.” Rosalie chuckled; she’d warmed to this human much easier.

“It might! Don’t lose hope Rose-y.” (Y/N)’s loud, drawn out words disturbed the deers quiet grazing and it ran off. “Damn it!” She said, frustrated. (Y/N) sighed, pouting again.

The scene would have made anyone laugh - an incredibly intoxicated young girl sat on the dirty forrest floor, pouting because she couldn’t feed a deer alcohol in hopes to get her blood-drinking friends drunk.

“We should totally test this.” Emmett says, a new plan forming in his head, probably one that was more detailed than (Y/N)’s. The girl in question had peeked up at the support of her theory, furiously nodding her head in agreement.

“Emmett, no it’s not going to work.” Jasper shook his head.

“Al’” (Y/N) called, struggling to her feet. “Level with me; does - it work?”

Alice zoned out for a few moments, and came back too with a smile on her face. Both she and Edward became pleasantly surprised and the rest of the Cullen’s seemed astonished.

“Yes, (Y/N) I do believe it does.” Alice said, smiling at the girls elated expression

“(Y/N). You’re a genius!” Emmett laughed, lifting the girl in the air.

“Yeah I am.” (Y/N)’s voice seemed sleepy now “Lets get drunk! But -” she yawned “maybe tomorrow…”