#challengender

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[mogai-headcanons]

The Riddler from Arkham Knight is a rødstjernen cryptogender challengender anigender bytegender autigender stimfluid person!

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[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - Try Me Part 1/6

Here we go! Get ready for coach Ruben 😆

Summary - Reader is a very passionate football player and Ruben is her new and equally passionate football coach. However, the two of them can't seem to get along.

Enjoy!

"Pass the ball!"

You were flying, that was the feeling.

"Come on Y/N, pass me the ball I'm open!"

Your touch on the ball was magic, you were flying down the field. Your teammates couldn't keep up.

"Y/N!" The coach yelled. "Pass her the fucking ball!" Or he wasn't really your coach, but his assistant. He often used words like "fucking and bloody, followed by another set of curse words in another language." He was nearly your age only a few years older. It was hard to take anything he said seriously.

"She shoots, she scores!" You said and so you did, celebrating your magnificent goal with a tumble of cartwheels. It was the game winner, setting your team up for a great start in the summer cup group stage.

In midst of celebrating the victory with your team, you were suprised to be pulled aside by coach, or not really coach, Ruben was his name.

"What the hell was that?"

"What?"

"That!" He pointed to the goal where you just scored the goal of your life, however, instead looking impressed his face boiled with rage.

"Oh that. It was the game winner coach." Compared to your teammates you called him coach, but in a way that he knew that you were mocking him.

"Yeah, well, if you pull that shit again you can kiss the bench, because that's the only place I'll be putting you if you wanna play for my team."

"You can't bench me." You frowned. "I'm the best player on the squad."

"Unless you get rid of that bad attitude of yours, I'll do whatever I want with you."

"I bet you like it though?" You challengend, your face in his face.

He raised his brow in suprise.

"I found your profile on Tinder, cute pics by the way. A bit inappropriate, but cute."

He worked his jaw, probably fighting the urge to lose his composure with you, his trainee.

It wasn't you who found his Tinder profile. All the girls had a laugh about it in the locker room the other day. You held the phone though, while you're teammates begged for you to swipe right.

"Fuck it." He snorted. "I'm benching your ass the next game."

"You can't speak to me like that!"

"Well, I just did!"

He turned his back on you and walked away, leaving you stranded on the football field.

You longed for a shower once you got home. However the hot water was out, probably because your six year old step sister was splashing away in the tub. The water was cold when you pulled her out.

"Dad?" You entered the kitchen, Mimi in your arms, wrapped up in a towel. Your dad and his friends sat around the table playing cards, a cloud of cigarette smoke hovering above their heads.

"Dad?" He hadn't heard you the first time, the second time made him turn his head.

"Y/N, you're home. Great!" The cigarette stump bounced between his lips when he talked. "Go down to the corner shop will you, get me and Bubby a pack of Camel Blue. And how about some crisps for the beer? We've got guests coming over later."

"Dad, for how long did you leave Mimi in the tub?" You said, ignoring his request.

He frowned. "I didn't leave Mimi in no tub. She probably climbed in there herself, like she always do my good furniture. Ain't that right my sweet  Mimi?"

"Yes!" She happily exclaimed. She loved it when he called her that, sweet Mimi. You used to be sweet Y/N when you were the youngest. Now you were just the forgotten middle child, Mimi's babysitter.

"Let's get you cleaned up." You said,  drying her wet nose with the towel.

"Don't forget about the cigaretts!" Your dad called after you.

You and Mimi shared rooms whilst the others had their own. You had two older brothers, all with the same father but different mother's. Or, it was only you with a different mother. Mimi, Benji and Charles all shared the same parents. Right around when the boys were ten and fourteen their dad would go on to cheat on their mother with your mother, their next door neighbor. You all grew up around the same estate, until your mother passed away with cancer and you had to move in with them. Their mother eventually bailed too, but not because of cancer, she just hated your dad, leaving Benji, Charles and sweet Mimi behind.

"Daddy's friends are coming" Mimi said. You finished putting lotion on her body, moving on to her drawer to pull out a dress for her to wear.

"Yes." You nodded. "They're coming over tonight. But we'll stay in the room and watch Princess and the frog like we always do, okay?"

"Okay. I just don't like it when they shout."

You pulled the dress over her head, kissing the top of it. "Me neither Mimi, me neither."

After dinner you had Mimi come with you to the corner shop. It was not a good idea for her to be alone when your dad's friends came over.

"Can I have a lolly?" She asked.

"Just the one." You let her choose which ever flavour she liked.

"Y/N! How is football going?" Amin asked. He was the owner of the corner shop. Him and his family lived a floor below yours.

"It's going good. Our team is the top of our group. Hopefully we'll win it going on to the next round."

"Rember our deal." He smiled. "If your team makes it to the summer cup final, I'll bet good money on you to score and share the cut with you."

"How can I forget." You laughed. You needed that money to by new football cleats for the upcoming season.

"Bye Amin! Say hello to your wife from me."

"I will, have a good night girls."

"Thanks for the lolly!" Mimi pulled the candy from her mouth, waving it in the air.

You locked yourself in your bedroom once you got home. You let your computer rest on top of your bed whilst you climbed in to lay with Mimi in hers. There you lay watching Princess and The Frog, putting the movie on repeat until Mimi fell asleep. It wasn't difficult to ignore the drunken laughter happening outside the door.  Occasionally someone would pull the handle and give Mimi a fright. But you had taught her to laugh at the muffled up curse words of whichever alcholic got it wrong on their way to the bathroom.

It wasn't ideal, but it was your life. Football made it better though, football made your life worth living.

You pulled out your phone, careful not to wake up Mimi whose limp body lay beside you. You opened up Tinder, suprised to be notified about a message from your latest match.

It was Ruben, sending you a winking smiley face.

You slapped your hand against your mouth, smothering your astonished gasped. The fake profile your teammates made must have really caught his eye, because there he was, in your DM's. You thought about earlier today, muttering "No one puts me on the bench."

Your heart raised, typing out the message, a message Ruben was going to regret answering, if he was bold enough. It read:

I like guys with big eggplants. Do you have a big eggplant? 😘

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@kathb59

[schlumpfdiwumpf]

I had a dream that my grandma went on a brutal revenge journey to kill Lucius Malfoy (and his son, but that was more because he was also there) because he had set her house upside down! (A thing which had killed people before, but luckily grandma was not home at the time because she was in hospital because of a bad fall.)

So she set out, revealing she was a powerful witch, found Lucius in the woods, caring for his son who he was nurturing back to health in a hidingplace inside an old treetrunk for some reason. She challengend him to battle and used only very basic spells, but they were brutal and powerful.

And afterwards she implied that she could never be tried for potentially killing him because her dementia would make her forget it really soon and even memory spells could not look behind her dementia-memory-loss so nobody could prove it was her

[nobodyyourandomlysaw]

Ever sometimes question why some things are next to eachother like different stores cus sometimes the craziest are made and the only thing i want to actually confirm is who was there first.

[bella-caecilia]

Edith gives a helping hand, and Cora and Robert are challengend by their work.

[sirius-lysad]

Diary entries of (y/n)

~oop im back. This just kid of poped into my mind. Feedback is welcome

(Y/n) is a 6th year Hufflepuff student at Hogwarts and is dating a 7th year slytherin named Avery. She gets the shit end of the stick at school and at home with her mom and her boyfriend. Throughout this fic we will see her relationship with the maruders grow (one in particular ;) )but with Avery break apart.

Warning : angst, mention of abuse , other sad things, cursing , sexual contact, and as always my spelling.

-“ Dear Diary,

He did it again. He hit me, he lied. Well, it was my fault.. “ y/n wrote as a tear slowly glided down her cheak. “ i cant go out looking like this. I need atleast some concealer to cover the bruse on my face. Ugh. Lillys going to flip if she finds out.” The tear reached the paper in which she wrote on. “Atleast he loves me..”- those words burned into her heart. There was a load knock on the door. Y/n scrambled to close her diary, and get some makeup. “Hey y/n/n, you in there?” Shit, it was Lilly. “Yea be there in a sec.” She scrambled to dab the concealer on her face. “Come in. “ Lilly slowly opened the door. “Have you been crying??” She rushed over to you. You smiled. “No, just allergies. You ready to go? I think your little boy toy is waiting for you.” You grined . “Oh shut up. Thanks for coming by the way, you sure Avery wont be upset that your hanging out with the dreaded GrYfFiNdOrS.” She chuckled. Your face whent still. “Y/n?” You snapped back. “I dont think so.” Im pretty sure Lilly saw right through you. “Well, im just gunna grab some money and we can go.” You quickly ran over to your desk, trying to find your change purse from muggle london. “Y/n, youd tell me if something was wrong right?” You stopped in your tracks. Did she know? “Of course I would Lilly. What do I have to hide from you.” She shook her head and smiled. “Your right. Just know that if there is something wrong im here for you ,ok?” You nodded. “Can we go now, I dont want littly jamesy wamsy to start crying.” Lillys face turned firery red while you topple over laughing. And there they were. Standing infront of honeydukes. James trying (and failing) to look cool, Sirius laughing from Jame’s failed attempts, Remus scofting because it was funny but he didnt want to show it, and Peter being, well Peter. Your eyes were still puffy from crying, I geuss Sirius noticed this. He pulled you over and gave you a hug. “Is it your mom?” He asked holding your shoulders. You shook your head. “Comeon, ill get you a butter bead.” The seven of you walked to the boars head and sat in a large booth. James and Lilly were snuggling, while Peter yelled “IS THAT ALLOWED” in several octones. Remus and Sirius were playing rock paper scissors. Sirius won and of course he challengend you. “Oi shorty, Ill bet my queen record on me winning 3 times in a row.” You smiled. “Your on Black.” Needless to say, you won. Sirius being Sirius pouted, making the whole table to laugh. But hey, good things cant every stay for you, thats why Avery had the burst in. “Y/n!! Babyyyyyy.” Lilly looked at you, both sharing the “oh God hes drunk and will want a fight” look. “Hi babe.” You started fiddling with the hair tie around your wrist. “What are you doing here, I thought i told you that we were hanging out and told you to stay in your dorm.” You look down at your thumbs. The seat beings to shift, one of them is getting up. Oh loard. “Im sorry babe, i forgot that i made plans with Lilly and the guys.” Avery got closer to the table. “Well then we best be going, dont want to ruin our plans huh?” Sirius and James were up in a second. “At least let her finish her drink lad. You see I paid for it and id hate for it to go to waste.” Sirius smiles. Avery strengthens his grip on your arm. “Well ill make sure she pays you back for it, thank you for treating her. We’d better be off now.” You turn and hes dragging you out and apologized to Lilly. Avery was always bad when he was drunk. He gets horny and exspexts you to do something about it. Lets just say that u walked out of his dorm with more bruses. -“dear diary, More bruses, yay. Im so sick of this but i dont know what to do. I love him, and hes done so much for me. I dont know what this change in character is. Maybe its just my fault, it has to be. Avery is not a bad person, im just a bad girlfriend. From now on ill try to be better..” -As you finished your sentance there was a knock at your door. “Y/n, its Sirius. You ok if i come in??”

Taglist: @sly-vixen-up2nogood @frnchpy

Part 2 :)

[thevagueambition]

I think Snape’s narrative role of acknowledging the morally grey, that will always crop up in the sort of large scale life-or-death situation the Second Wizarding War was, is intrinsically tied to Dumbledore’s role as the “Big Good” of the series

While there were certainly many hints of it before, Deathly Hallows is where the moral greyness of Dumbledore is explored. We are introduced to the Wizarding World’s version of the concept of the ends justifying the means (“For the Greater Good”) and almost in the same breath, the statement is challengend. 

Dumbledore is someone who understood very well that “For the Greater Good” can be a very dangerous mentality, but who also understood that sometimes that is the only way to save people. Everything Dumbledore does within the timeframe of the books, he does in an effort to stop Voldemort from taking over the world and slaughtering muggles and muggleborns left and right. Everything Dumbledore does, he does in an attempt to make sure Fantasy Fascism won’t win. 

And Dumbledore understands that “For the Greater Good” does not justify everything he does, but he does it anyway, because it is necessary. He accepts the greyness, the stains on his own hands, his own morality, and does what must be done to stop evil. 

I would perhaps posit that a central theme of Deathly Hallows is accepting the morally grey when it is necessary in stopping evil. 

Would have to reread to state such a thing with confidence, but this? This is why Snape is, as horrible and despicable as he is, a fascinating and important character. And it is why Dumbledore is my Problematic Fave. 

[mogai-headcanons]

Riddler from the Arkham Knight is Rødstjernen, Enigmatisgender, Cryptogender, Riddleflux, Puzzlarianthropic, Challengender, Conundrafluid, Anigender, Panfemme, Agathoromantic, Circuithemiflux, Bytegender, Infinistim, Autistigender, Stimfluid, Aspecflux, and Maligendrek

queued, though i could only find rødstjernen, cryptogender, challengender, anigender, bytegender, autigender (which is what i assume you meant by autistigender), and stimfluid — if you lmk where i can find the rest, i'll add them