14 16

Finnish Grammar Gothic

- There are 14, 15 or 16 cases, depending on who you ask. One might be accusative. Accusative may not exist at all. It depends on who you ask. Who do you ask? You don’t know who to ask. You can ask nobody. The accusative case stares at you, accusingly.

- Imperative exists in three persons. Which three persons, you ask. Plural, they reply. Don’t forget the plural imperative. You stare at your textbook. Your textbook stares back at you. The negative active 2. person imperative has ceased to make any sense. Has it ever made sense?

- You’re learning the difference between the short and the long vowels. The short vowels are short. The long ones are twice as long as the short ones. But really, they say, they’re thrice as long as that. Even longer than that. Ä, you say. Ää. Äää. Äääääääääää-
It never stops.

- The verb types are easy, they say. There are only six verb types. Six. Your text book lists only five. What is the sixth verb type? It’s in the next book, your professor says. There is no next book. What is the sixth verb type?

- The vowels come in groups. You don’t know why they’ve come or why they’re in groups. You learn their harmony all the same. You shed a tear when you’ve mastered it. But have you mastered it? The vowel harmony lulls you into a false sense of security. The vowels will strike when you least expect it.

- Consonant gradation.

- There is no accusative, your professor screams at you. It’s genitive! Or partitive! Or plural nominative, but only in the personal pronouns! The accusative does not exist! He is red in the face. Why does the accusative not exist? Do grammatical objects not exist in this language? you ask. (You shouldn’t have asked.) You are met with blank stares.

- In the future you would like to speak Finnish fluently. You make the mistake of saying this aloud. The ground opens beneath your feet and a terrible voice booms: THERE IS NO FUTURE! Silly you, you think. Of course there isn’t. You dutifully note down the three different past tenses.

- Sentence replacements replace sentences, your professor tells you. He does not tell you what the sentences are replaced with. You stare at the list of sentence replacements. There are nine items on the list. One is a quantum sentence replacement. You dare not ask.

- New words are easy to create, they say. So easy. What could possibly go wrong? You decide to create a new word. You have created an abomination.

- You’re conjugating -i nouns. There’s another group of -i nouns conjugated differently. These are very old words, your professor says. There’s another group of -i nouns. These are very old words, she says. Even older words. There’s another group of -i nouns. These are very old words, she says. They are ancient words. Blood and devil words, the past whispers in your ear.

- Some of those 14 or 15 or 16 cases are fossilised, so don’t worry about them, your professor says. Don’t worry at all. But you worry. You must worry.

- You watch a video on facebook. The Most Important Word In Finnish, it’s called. It becomes clear that it is possible to carry entire conversations using only this one word. Your smile stiffens on your face. There is only one word. There has only ever been one word.

Leading Suspects: Master Post

Hooray for completed fics! As promised, my final post regarding this story, now that I’m caught up with cross-posting it, complete with links! For your convenience and reading preference:

Read it on AO3

Read it on FF.net

And for those of you who have too much time or just prefer tumblr reading or whatever: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24, Chapter 25, Chapter 26, Epilogue.

Enjoy! And…Platypus!!!

anonymous asked:

What are the worst acting moments for each actor on poi?

Omg anon this is so negative! Imma put in best acting moment as well just to balance it out.

Hey people who can’t handle any criticism whatsoever of your favs – you might wanna skip over this!

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Just Like You (20)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19

Summary: You are an experiment, the first of its kind.One day you escape and are living a normal life when you run into a perfect stranger or was he?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count:1855

A/N: So I finally have my head screwed back on and have actually managed to get some writing done. I’m going to try my hardest to get back on track and I want to thank you for being so patient with me. Enjoy!

Warnings: talk and consequence of alcohol use, implied sexy time, mentions of death (?)

Tags: @thisisthelilith, @thesalsafic, @fangirl1802, @lust-for-pan

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong


At the moment I was completely confused. I was very mad at Tony and I was concerned that Y/N wasn’t coping and we were planning to go straight into the head of HYDRA. So I went to Tony’s room to deal with one of my three problems.  

I knocked loudly on the door and waited for him to answer. As soon as he opened the door I barged in, not really wanting to talk out it in the hallway.

“Come in.” He murmured under his breath. I walked in and stopped when I saw Steve sitting on the bed with a bunch of plans in his hands. I didn’t say anything to him, I turned to face Tony because he was the reason I was there.

“What were you thinking Tony? Y/N is—”

“What are you talking about?” He asked.

“I want to know why you got Y/N drunk?”


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A Court of Hopes and Dreams - Chapter 20


Synopsis: Modern AU/AH. Feyre is conviced to attend the Prythian University by a beautiful stranger in a bar and now she has to deal with the aftermath of her decision. While hoping to find her escape from her previous life, she soon discovers there are worst things to face than her past. * Follow Feyre’s and ACOTAR series characters’ adventure through college. *

Main ship will be: Feysand (slowburn)

UPDATE: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5,  Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19 etc.

Chapter 20
“The One With The Nap Partners”

Wednesday Morning

“What happened?!!” Nesta asked panicked as she jumped off the couch, or more precisely as she jumped off Cassian’s body - where she had been lying. On top of him. Sleeping.

“Well, I don’t know!” Cassian replied, matching her tone, standing now in front of her - at a respectable distance, scratching his head while thinking of how they had ended up there.

They were on Rhys’ couch. And it was morning.

They were both full clothed - which was a good sign and the tv was on.

They had watched a movie with Azriel and Feyre last night and both of them left before it ended, which explained why no one was there.

“We fell asleep! That is all,” she said, desperate to brush it off as something normal, ordinary.

“Yeah. Yep. Yeah. All right, well uh, I’d better go,” Cassian mumbled flustered as he avoided looking directly at her. Reaction which he would never admit to anyone.

“I think that would be best.”

“Yeah. All right, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Okay, But not about this!” Nesta snapped, still a little disoriented.

“No! Never! Never! Bye,” Cassian stumbled over his words, extending his hand to shake hers.

Nesta raised both her arms and took a step back, defensively. “No touch! No touch!”

Cassian nodded energetically and rushed out the door.

“You leave town for the summer and find that you missed all the spicy stories.”

Feyre lifted her head in order to put a face to the voice that interrupted her reading during lunch break. The first thing that caught her attention was the writing on the flimsy t-shirt: I don’t repeat gossip, so listen carefully and Feyre knew immediately who she was dealing with. The t-shirt fell off her shoulder, this time she exchanged her usual hippy skirts for a simple pair of leggings but her usual bracelets dressed her hands. Her nails were a multitude of colors and the gleam in her eyes looked like it could set a whole house on fire. Suriel.

“So imagine my surprise when I find out that our sweet little freshmen dumped the High Lord of the Spring Court on his sorry ass and did it for none other than the High Lord of the Night Court. Things only get more spicy when I heard there was a proposal with a sad ending involved! Really Feyre, I’m offended I had to hear it all from other people. Friends tell each other these kind of things.”

“Ok, first off - I didn’t leave Tamlin for Rhys. Me and Rhys are just friends and speaking of friends, don’t take this the wrong way but we spoke like 4 times last year. I didn’t know we were friends…” Feyre replied, still a little puzzled by the interruption.

“Sweetie, have you ever seen my table at lunch break?” Suriel asked her.

“Ugh…I wasn’t aware you had a lunch break table,” Feyre cringed at her own ignorance.

“Exactly. I don’t. Because I don’t spend that much time with people in this place to have a gang. The only people I hang out with are my sisters and a couple of my cousins and the only people at PU I spent more time with than you are those with whom I share my classes, so not by choice. The fact that we spoke as much as we did, should have told you something..”

“I’m sorry?” Feyre still had no idea how she was supposed to approach Suriel, she seemed to be a walking enigma. As far as she knew, she was one of the most popular girls on campus, how she had no friends here, was a mystery in itself.

“You’re forgiven. Now, what do you mean you’re not with Rhysand?” Her new friend asked, clearly surprised by the admission.

“We’re just friends. He offered to help me and it was not like my doorway was filled with people willing to do that.”

“But you two are living together…”

“Yeah, well…giving my stupid role as a mascot for the NC basketball team he said I had housing right at the Night Court House.”

“Yeah, at NC House. That’s his own place you’re staying at.”

Feyre was about to open her mouth and contradict her when she realized Suriel was indeed right. She hadn’t even seen the Night Court House.

“We’re not together anyway.”

“I come bearing good news. Guess who transferred to Yale Law School for the semester?” Rhysand interrupted them, setting his trail down on their table.

“Tamlin, that’s old news lovebird number 2,” Suriel replied

“Wait what? Why didn’t I know about this?” Feyre asked at the same time as Rysand: “Lovebird number 2?”

“Yeah, well it’s obviously Feyre is number 1.”

“Rhysand, please tell her we’re not dating!” Feyre said exasperated.

He turned and looked at her with the most serious expression she had ever seen and there was even a trace of hurt in his violet eyes: “So we’re not telling people? Are you that ashamed of me?”

In response Feyre punched him in the arm. “I mean it, apparently everyone thinks so because I’m staying at your place.”

“We’re not together, Suriel. Feyre is just my sex slave and- Ouch!”

“Will you stop!”

“Me? You’re the one who keeps hurting me. What was that?” Rhysand asked, rubbing the side of his head.

“It was my phone.”

“Your phone?! You know, you need to stop throwing things at my head, first your heels now your phone? It’s turning into a strange obsession.”

“Well if you’d stop saying stupid stuff maybe I would refrain from retorting to violence,” Feyre shot back.

“So if not for Rhysand, why did you leave Tamlin?” Suriel interrupted their bickering.

“We grew apart. We didn’t want the same things anymore,” Feyre said and she had to admit, it was a very nice of putting it. Because they had clearly been seeing things differently lately and there was no way continuing their relationship would be healthy for either of them.

“Oh, look! It seems that the High Lords of the Spring Court keep the tradition of going after the new Archeron sister!” Suriel exclaimed, wishing to change the subject to something more entertaining.

Both Rhysand and Feyre turned towards the door, where Suriel’s eyes were glued to the two figures entering the canteen.

“What the-”

“Cass is going to lose another bet,” Rhysand laughed at the same time as Feyre swore as they watched Lucien Renard, the current High Lord of the Spring Court and Elain Archeron walking, together.

“They’re not dating!” Feyre said with vehemence.

“Maybe not yet but guess who found a sudden interest in Mrs. Weaver’s Botanic Class? After 3 full years of applied sciences?” Suriel asked with a feline smile.

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

Rhysand laughed, genuinely amused at Feyre’s retort. At her questioning gaze, he offered an explanation: “It’s Mrs Weaver. No one goes to her class unless they absolutely have to or if they have a crazy passion for the subject. I know people who dropped college just because they were forced to take her class. Lucien must really want to screw your sister..”

“Elain is not like that! She doesn’t do flings, she’s a serious-long-term-relationship kind of girl. And Lucien will rot in hell before I let him anywhere near my sister!”

“So I take it you didn’t mend your friendship?” Rhys asked before taking a fry from her plate.

“No, he didn’t even attempt to apologize. We talked like 2 times since my break up with Tamlin and both times he tried to convince me to get back with his best friend. I told him to fuck himself and he left me alone after that.” Feyre explained as she started dipping her fries into his bbq souse.

Suriel just shook her head as she watched the two of them fall into easy banter.

Nesta rushed into Cassian’s apartment after receiving a text that stated there was an emergency related to one of her sisters. She hadn’t lost time asking questions, realizing the most efficient thing to do would be to hurry down to his place.

She had never been in his apartment but didn’t have time to marvel at how clean and put together it looked because Cass said the last thing she wanted to hear from him.

“Uh hey, look uh Nesta, look. I think we need to talk about before,” Cassian stuttered, clearly a little embarrassed to be the one to bring up the subject.

“No! No, we don’t!” she replied, ready to dismiss his attempt at conversation once she realized it had been a fake emergency.

“Yes, we do! Now look, that was the best nap I ever had!!” he pleaded, forgetting all previous reasons to feel ashamed by his admission.

“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Nesta denied walking further into the living room.

“Come on! Admit it! That was the best nap you ever had!” Cass continued to push, following her around the apartment.

“I’ve had better,” she snapped, but they both knew she hadn’t meant it.

“Okay! When?”

“All right! All right! It was the best nap ever!” Nesta finally gave in, looking defeated.


“I’ve said it, okay? But it’s over, Cassian!” Nesta growled.

“I want to do it again.”

“We can’t do it again.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s weird!” She said exasperated.

“Fine! Do you want something to drink?” he asked, heading towards the kitchen.

“Sure what do you got?” Nesta agreed, happy that he decided to drop the subject.

“Warm milk and Excederin P.M.,” Cass said with an innocent face.

Nesta left.

“I’m going to fail and then I’m going to be forced to live in the woods. I’ll eat the wrong barriers because I was incapable of learning anything right about vegetation and then I’m going to die. I will die, Lucien!!” Elain screamed in exasperation, not caring that people started looking strangely at her in the bar.

If someone would have told her three days ago that she would casually hang out with Lucien in a bar called Calanmai, Elain would have laughed in their faces and probably turn as red as a tomato. But after finding out that they would be classmates for a whole semester, Elain decided it would be for the best if she put behind her what had happened between them during Spring Break. Cauldron knew she needed some friends at PU and Lucien was the only one trying.

And once she could see past her embarrassment, she realized he was a pretty decent guy. Too bad she couldn’t get the image of his six pack out of her head, that would have made their friendship a lot easier for her to endure.

“You’re not going to die. This is typically Mrs. Weaver. You’ll be fine,” Lucien reassured her.

“Please promise me you’ll find my corpse and burry it. And plant Bird of Paradise, Gladiolus and Liliac near my headstone.”

“Why do you know what flowers you want at your grave?”

“You know! Bird of Paradise to symbolize joyfulness, Gladiolus for strength of character, faithfulness and honor and Liliac for youthful innocence and confidence. I want to be remember as I was before attending Mrs. Weaver’s class.” Elain took another sip of her cocktail ignoring the sincere smile on Lucien’s lips. It made her attention stick to his mouth for too long and that lead to indecent and frustrating thoughts.

Lucien continued to listen to her ramble on an on about everything from flowers to global warming and how many kittens died every year because of food poisoning. He’d tried to trick her and change her cocktails for non-alcoholic drinks after her 4th glass but to no use. The woman knew her alcohol and wouldn’t take anything but it.

Ever since Spring Break Lucien had been kicking himself for not sleeping with her when he had the chance because after all she had been sober and had clearly wanted it as much as he did. Or at least half as much as he did. There had been something pulling him towards Elain ever since the first time he saw her at that bar on the beach but he had been afraid that a quick hook-up would only ruin their chances - especially once he had found out she was a virgin. He didn’t want to be that guy in Miami to whom she lost her virginity and never called. He had genuinely liked her. Who was he kidding? He still liked her. And as his eyes fell on the swell of her breasts, Lucien remembered how good they looked in that black laced bra and suddenly the word like didn’t seem to cover what he was feeling.

Nor would his pants if he kept thinking back to that night.

He’d try looking for her the next day but she was good as dead. He remembered falling asleep by her side and the next morning the bed was cold. Imagine his delight when he found her knocking on his door a couple months later. And not only that, she had decided to transfer at PU to be closer to her sister. Fate was smiling on him and Lucien wasn’t going to waste his second chance with her.

Looking at her disheveled state, Lucien wondered if asking her out for drinks had been such a good idea after all. He’d wanted her to relax after another stressful school day but getting drunk in the middle of the week wasn’t a very bright idea, especially for a student who cared about her grades as much as Elain did.

“You’re really handsome, you know that? I mean annoyingly handsome! Even with that scar on your face! You’re still incredibly hot.” Elain started, clearly a little bit past tipsy as her hungry eyes took him in.

Lucien averted his eyes from hers. It was stupid really, he was the High Lord of the Spring Court and a straight A student. But having Elain fucking Archeron telling him she found him attractive with that daring innocence made him all kinds of uncomfortable. In all kinds of different places.

Which again could be due to her generous cleavege.

He had to stop thinking about that bra.

“Oh, Loo Loo bear, don’t be shy!” Elain said, leaning over the table and lifting his head up to meet hears - her hands resting on both his cheeks, caressing him softly.

“You’re wasted. Let’s get you home,” he brushed off her touch but didn’t bring himself to break off all human contact with her as he took her hand in his and headed out. There was no way he could maintain the good guy trope with her in that state.

As he caught one of the smiles she was throwing him, Lucien realized fate was about to test him thoroughly that night.

Thursday morning

“Great nap,” Nesta mumbles sleepily, pressing her head into his chest.

“It really was,” Cassian replies before yawning.

Amren cleared her throat and both of them snapped their eyes open and looked at the people standing before the couch. Rhysand, Azriel and Mor were grinning like idiots while Feyre and Elain were trying to contain their laughter. They could even spot a small amused smile on Amren’s lips.

Cassian, despite being the one on the bottom, was the first to jump off the couch and exclaim: “Dude!! What the hell are you doing? God!”

But before anyone could say something else he just left the room.

“Excuse me,” Nesta added and ran out the door, not offering any additional explanation.

“Az, you can pay me in steak and cheesecake,” Mor winked cheekily at him and made her exit before he could contradict her.

When Amren caught the shy smile on Azriel’s face she decided it wasn’t possible for her not to mess with him: “You know, most likely - they didn’t actually hook up. Which means you didn’t lose the bet. And I find it interesting that you didn’t correct her, after all - you always make sure to correct Cass when he assumes he won a bet.”

His pink cheeks at her retort told Amren she had hit her target.

French form of REYNARD. Because of the medieval character Reynard the Fox, renard became a French word meaning “fox”.

David Hockney
Geography Book (Félicité’s Only View From Abroad): Illustration for “A Simple Heart” of Gustave Flaubert, 1974
etching and aquatint
14 7/8 x 16 ½ inches
edition of 100

anonymous asked:

Why is it so bad to have a SBS? Like it would be so nice to have 14-16" shotgun are there any talks to make them legal?

Short answer: Because the ATF said so, anon. Not at the present time, sadly. I’ve love to see the barrel restrictions thrown out the window. Let’s hope the Hearing Protection Act passes. It’s a big step in the right direction.

arcane-ethereality  asked:

5, 6, 8, 9, 12, 13, 14, 16, 22, 24, 25, 26, 35, 37, 39, 42, 44, 49, 51, 55, 57, 60, 66, 71, 72(both), 73+74 (if 73 then also 74), 75, 113, 119, 120, 124, 125, 127, 128, 131, 132, 136, 141, 142, 145, 146, 148, 150. GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO

Oh wow, this might be long! 

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? 

I don’t like anyone at the moment, so I can’t really answer this! 

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? 

Men out of my league, lol. Older men who have their stuff in order basically. 

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? 

Do celebrities count because I just seen a bunch of them on my pinterest. 

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? 

Online, not really. I’m taking a sex and sociology class right now and that’s alright but I don’t know anyone in the class. But when it comes to talking seriously about it to romantic interests it does make me uncomfortable. 

12. What are you 5 favorite songs right now? 

Dan Stevens - Evermore from Beauty and the Beast
Rag’n’Bone Man - Human
Linkin Park ft. Kiiara - Heavy 
Bastille ft. Ella Eyre - No Angels (cover)
Taylor Swift - How you get the girl 
BONUS: Bastille - Good Grief
BONUS x2: Marina and the Diamonds - Sex yeah 

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?


14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? 

Miracles yes. Luck I’m not so sure. Depends on the day. 

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 

That would be my ex-boyfriend and no. 

22. Where would you like to travel? 

Right now, somewhere warm like Bora Bora! But anywhere in Europe.

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? 

Not sure about that one. 

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? 

My face I guess? My back is a pretty big one too. 

26. What do you do when you wake up? 

I usually check my phone real quick, then go to the bathroom. 

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? 

I would give up TV!

37. What do you say during awkward silences? 

Usually small talk. “Weren’t you doing x? How’s that going?” or nothing at all. 

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? 

Book stores, antiques, jewelry. Sometimes clothing like Rue 21 and Vanity.

42. If you being extremely quiet what does it mean? 

I’m thinking. 

44. A trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? 


49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? 

I don’t think so. 

51. Ever wished you were someone else? 

All the time. 

55. Favorite blog? 

I don’t have one favorite. A month ago, I think, I made a post about a bunch of my favorite blogs. I’d have to find it later. 

57. Favorite food? 

Mac & Cheese or any type of asain food. 

60. Ever won a competition? 

I won first place for a computer design thing I did in high school. It was regionals. I know there are a few others but I can’t remember right now. 

66. Do you like your Tumblr friends more than your real friends? 

My tumblr friends are just friends. My best friend is my number 1 BEST friend and I wouldn’t trade her for anything. But I still love my tumblr friends very much. 

71. Craving something? What? 

I honesty want rice right now. If I’m ever craving anything around midnight it’s usually food. 

72. What color are your towels? 

We have an assortment of towels.  Some are brown, red, white, and we even have one deep purple one!

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 

I have at least 5 pillows, but I only sleep on one because it’s one of those expenseive special pillows otherwise I have neck problems. 

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? 

I do! 

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? 

I sleep with one that I’ve had since I was in preschool. On my bed I have a Stitch I got in California, a puppy that was once my little brothers, and a tiny Captain America. I owe more than 50 stuffed animals because I was a hoarder as a child and I saved most of them for my future children. They’re in boxes in my basesment right now. The other half of the 50 is actually in my room. I have this animal net thing hanging up filled witht them. My mom won’t let me take it down because she made a bet with my dad that they’d stay up and they have so far. So I just leave it. 

75. Favorite animal? 

Any kind of cat. 

113. What was your childhood nickname? 

My mom and grandma called me roo or roo-roo. Otherwise I got called Ash a lot. 

119. Favorite book? 

I don’t have one. 

120. Are you afraid of the dark? 

Somedays. And it depends where I am too. 

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? 

Uhm, not sure really. I mean, sure it could happen I guess, but I really believe in falling in love with someone’s personality. 

125. Do you believe in true love? 


127. What makes you happy

My favorite, sleep, food, my best friend, sunsets, warm weather, the stars, planets, Pokemon, reading, writing. 

128. Would you change your name? 

I really thought about it before, but I don’t think so. 

131. Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 

If I like him too, we date. If I don’t, we can talk about it and go from there. 

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversations with? 

My best friend. 

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? 


141. Night or day? 

This is hard. Day because I get things done and I love seeing my family and sunshine but night because I love seeing space. 

142. Favorite month? 

July because it’s summer, warm, and my birth-month!

145. Tea or coffee? 


146. Was today a good day? 

It was! 

148. What’s your favorite quote? 

“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.” 
“Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness” 

150.  Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“Not Cersei. Tyrion. He swore it, in open court. And the Kingslayer swore it as well.” George R.R. Martin A Storm of Swords. 

Wow, I think I got them all. Thank you for the ask!♥

connielungpin  asked:

omg im doing both o these uh 13, 14, 16, 26, 46, 48, 70, 76, and jasmine, rose, tulip, magnolia nhave fun

U Want Me Dead..

13. Do you think relationships are hard?

yea bitch they’re the hardest thing on earth!! but also the only good thing
14. If you could go back and change something in the past 5 months, would you?


16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy?

Sunny!! ha

26. What breed was the last dog you saw?

my modmate’s poodle!

46. Are you in a good mood right now?

I’m ok I cried like 5 minutes ago to the moonlight soundtrack

48. What color shirt are you wearing?

blue blue!!

70. Would you rather listen to Luke Bryan or Lil Wayne?

I’m listening to lil Wayne right now

76. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars?

broe……. I watch Drag Race

Jasmine: What color looks best on you?

I guess blue bc I wear it all the time? my white tho?

Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?


Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?

chocolate with mocha frosting it’s next level

Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?

chocolate obviously !! I’m boring

buffy-angel-and-co  asked:

Liv/Ravi (iZombie) ?

Obviously! They’re definitely my Type of ship :)

Spuffy was already guessed, and yes to Literati!


1. Logan / Veronica (Veronica Mars) (guessed by @whatkeepsyoufromclosingyoureyes)


3. Spike / Buffy (BTVS) (guessed by @weasleytheking)




7. Rebecca / Greg (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend) (guessed by @buffy-angel-and-co)





12. Jess / Rory (Gilmore Girls) (guessed by @palizinhas)







19. Blaine / Liv ( iZombie) (guessed by @buffy-angel-and-co)



1. Willow / Tara (BTVS) (guessed by @weasleytheking)






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  • *Sitting at a restaurant*
  • Waitress: Haven't seen you in a couple months! How have you been?
  • Me: Great!
  • Waitress: What kind of gay would you like this month? We have the innocent straight but semi gay texting game that was very popular a couple months ago, and we also have the innocent-but canon confirmed Ice skaters that where extremely loved by the community about 1 1/2 months ago!
  • Me: hmmm, I've ordered all of those before; anything new???
  • Waitress: Hold on one second. *Walks to shady man in trench coat* *points at me* * is handed red envelope* *makes me sign a contract promising not to sue her* *gives red envelope to me*
  • Waitress: Well...it's called Killing Stalking...

Goryeo’s Best Dressed: Hae Soo as the King’s Woman


GENOARY DAY 13 - 16:-

13. What’s a mother to do with her child?

14. What would Geno do while waiting for his appearance in the UnderVerse animation?

15. The whole Afterdeatg family is here!!

16. How would you think Human!Geno woukd look like?




Geno, Fresh, Error, CQ herself by @loverofpiggies
Reaper by @renrink
Goth by @nekophy
Human!Geno, Arts by me


Hoje é seu dia, amiga. Sei que é seu aniversário, você tá comemorando mais um ano de vida, mas eu é que te agradeço… Por me dar sua amizade, que pra mim é a coisa mais valiosa do mundo e eu faço o possível e o impossível pra cuidar. Afinal, o que seria de mim sem sua amizade? Sem uma amiga como você pra sorrir comigo, me abraçar nos momentos ruins e comemorar nos momentos bons? Então amiga, hoje eu quero te desejar um feliz aniversário. Quero desejar também que venham muitos outros aniversários e que nossa amizade seja mais forte a cada ano. Muita felicidade, muito amor e tudo de bom amiga, te amo 🎉🎆🎊🎈❤