2 of them are gifts lol

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Things You Can Expect If A Witch Likes You


1. Getting a text message that reads something like, “You better watch your back! Your life is about to change dude!” after we draw the Death card from our tarot decks.
2. Getting a text message saying, “WHO IS SHE/HE/THEM?!” after we draw The Lovers card from our tarot decks.
3. “You need to cleanse your house. The energy is awful.”
4. “Did you know you have a dragon living in your closet hoarding your clothes?”
5. After getting a gift, we say something like “it’s charmed to help protect you. Don’t worry. I got your back.”
6. “Oh. Drink this herbal tea! It’ll do wonders on your energy AND body!”
7. “Hold this crystal. Good. Don’t let go of it. Why? Because I said so.”

Mbti Types as Gift Givers

DISCLAIMER: I lub all the types.  Stereotypes used.  Spelling has been compromised.   ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

ISFJ - makes you a super sentimental gift from scratch (if level 10 grandma, then didn’t need to pull an all nighter to finish your beloved gift) - laced with love, unicorn tears, and mermaid dreams

INFJ - *pinterests* *tumblrs* *scours the whole internet for the perfect gift for you*  Ends up with an incredibly thoughtful DIY gift that fills in a void you never knew you had

ISFP - 10/10 will make something for you.  1/10 will forget to give it to you. 8/10 of you will not have any idea where to hang it/what to do with it.  1/10 of you will be surprised by the gift bc you forgot your own bday.  1/10 of all isfp gifts is a flower crown

INFP - will make you cry with their gift because it is something you briefly mentioned 0.3 times offhandedly that one time.  Just kidding! They’ll prolly make themselves cry when they tell you the deep emotional backstory behind their gift and it’s secret heart-wrenching significance that has nothing to do with you

INTJ - practical gift giver #1! If they run out of ideas, they might skip the gift altogether and plot world domination instead.  It’s thoughtful because as a gift to you, they won’t make you a minion/slave worker in their new world order

ISTJ - practical gift giver #2! gift card giver! might give you a textbook/rulebook/agenda/notebook-to-write-more-rules/anything-to-organize-your-mess-of-a-life 

ISTP - gets you something to do - i.e. sports equipment, gym membership, woodworking lessons, fix-your-car-yourself lessons, lazer tag, paintball, trampoline dodgeball (this shit is fur real, son) (be prepared to get your ass whooped)

INTP - ERRRORRRR cannot process giftgiving.exe. The following file is missing or corrupted: C:\Windows\socialnorms.exe.  Press any key to continue.

ESFJ - buys you something for your kitchen.  Esfj has really gotten into home decorating recently so you get some nice candles, potpourri, a spice rack … basically anything that smells so nice that you’ll never want to leave your house

ENFJ - buys you a super cute fluffy animal !!! !!! !!! omg look at its cute little nose! its cute little ears! I’ll take care of you forever! I’ll feed you until your belly becomes a balloon!  *whispers* Never leave me. *snaps to reality* Oh what? Oh …. ya … I meant you enfj, never leave me ^^ … …. … wait wut? *enfj moves in*

ESFP - gets you tickets TO THE EXCLUSIVE DANCEPARTY YOU’VE BEEN WANTING TO GOOOOO.  Esfp knows you’ve been putting in all those hours at work so you need a well deserved break with some hotass dancers—No? Well, fuck you too Mary Lynn.  Just trying to spice up your life a little so you’ll stop complaining about how Aaron was a regrettable fckboy.  Gosh.

ENFP - wasn’t sure what to get you for the longest time.  Too many ideas and wallet too skinny. Asks you what you wanted. Diligently asks your friends about what you really want.  Does not end up getting anything for you.  Makes it up with a spontaneous ski trip.

ESTJ - sets you up with a mutual fund at the bank with a diverse portfolio. Takes you to a surprise party (actually a networking party) organized by estj’s long-term monogamous significant other at their amazingly affordable home where they live together.  Estj leaves with 5 competitive job offers.

ENTJ - treats you to a lovely steak dinner prepared by a highly paid professional in-home chef in their mansion atop of a hill belooking the peasants and commonfolk below who are building a statue of entj at minimum wage.  

ESTP - isn’t around during your birthday because they’re climbing up Mt. Everest/naked fishing/shark diving - but they take time out of their busy day to skype with you until the reception cuts off.  When you do meet up, estp blesses you with stories from their trip as you live vicariously through them and promises to take you with them next time.  Estp txts you from Australia the next day. 

ENTP -  Category 1 (acquaintances): bath soap or gag gifts // Category 2 (friends): a book your entp thought you’d benefit from reading (educate yourself mtherfker … with the kama sutra ;)) // Category 3 (family): relatives do not subscribe to the satanic rituals of gift giving


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anonymous asked:

whats your favorite lapidot moment?

…Aw man, just one?!

Ok, I actually do know what my number 1 is, but there are some “honourary mentions” as well that it seems wrong not to mention.  So, I’m gonna cheat slightly and do a top 5 ;p  (I mean, I could even have done a top 10 with how much material there is to choose from lol)


Originally posted by okaycasey

The arm grab in Back To The Moon.

Protective Peridot is just so precious.  I love the fact that she was so defensive/protective of Lapis in this scene - putting Lapis’ comfort above all else.


Originally posted by giffing-su

Peridot’s outrageous flirting and gift-giving in Barn Mates.

She wasn’t even subtle, was she?!

Seeing her very clear attraction to Lapis here let me dare to believe that my beloved OTP just might make it in canon…


Originally posted by musical-gopher

The entire first half of Beta.

Just seeing them getting along so perfectly with one another, and being so domestic and happy and supportive and cute…  I spent the first half of this episode basically hugging myself with joy lol


Originally posted by estufar

The dinner table scene in Gem Harvest.

Everything about this was just beautiful.   The little looks that they gave one another, the fact that the table was blatantly split down the middle (clearly showing the original Crystal Gems as a separate “family” unit to Lapis, Peridot and Pumpkin), the high five that Peridot didn’t even need to look at Lapis to know that she’d get, the shared sense of humour, the mirroring of their facial expressions…

Utter perfection.

And finally, my #1 Lapidot moment…

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

That scene in Barn Mates.

After months and months of having Lapidot as my OTP based solely on a very strong gut instinct of it one day becoming canon, here it was: actual, 100% solid-gold confirmation of the ship, on-screen.

I may or may not have actually cried at this point, as well as rewatching the scene several times whilst flailing at the screen and proclaiming “see?!  I freaking KNEW it!!” ;p

It’s an incredible scene… the look Peridot gives Lapis is so typical of someone looking at their crush, the sun comes out as Peridot’s giving Lapis the biggest smile that she’s ever given to anyone – and then Lapis deeply blushes and has to look away.

If that’s not setting up a potential romance, then I don’t know what is.

Good times~

Even though I wasn’t able to go to any of svt’s concerts this year seeing people’s videos and photos that they took with their phones and not from an expensive camera made it so real for me??? Like wow…these 13 boys really ARE real…living their lives and performing their hearts out….

I know this is my first post in a while but like HELP:

Girl I’ve known for 5 years:

  • “You’re the only one I’m exchanging Valentine’s with lol”
  • “Yeah it’s like, I keep comparing other people to you? And if they aren’t like you I don’t date them”
  • is NOT straight
  • “I’ve had a perpetual crush on you for 2 years”
  • we exchanged Valentine’s gifts via mail which were priority mail boxes which is at least $20 
  • we text every single day almost without fail
  • literally no filter between the two of us but it’s not awkward
  • had a long distance friendship for two years but are best friends AFTER the long distance????
  • once cuddled for nearly 24 hours straight, longest continuous cuddle session being from before midnight to after 1 in the morning
  • I’m not straight and we make gay/ace jokes all the time (cuz she’s ace)
  • we call each other soulmates unironically


anonymous asked:

Okay. How about this? List all of these and why. Favorite WA kiss? Favorite WA angst? Favorite WA love declaration? Favorite funny WA scene? Favorite Barry moment? Favorite Iris moment? Favorite WA moment in general?

1) Favorite WA kiss: Other than the hot make-out in episode 4, I would have to say my favorite kiss between them happens in episode 9 of season 3, because Barry just gifted Iris with their amazing loft and he was so excited to show her. After that, Barry tells her that moving in together isn’t a big step for him (because really, it’s not – Barry has waxed poetic to Iris multiple times, and done things like get her a replica of her mother’s ring). He was ready to move forward with her, to take the next step in their future together. The moment was just so sweet, also because he basically proposed to her when he told her that she was the last thing he wanted to see when he went to bed, and the first thing he wanted to see when he woke up (before Iris cut him off with a kiss lol). I know they had two kisses in the scene, but I’m mainly talking about after Iris said she loved him (and SHE USED FULL NAME WHICH KILLED ME) and Barry told her he loved her too. That moment was so sweet and genuine, and that scene alone showcases how much they love each other. Both kisses had me shook, though!

2) Favorite WA angst: Hands down, and I think my favorite scene of all time in season one, was the scene from Grodd Lives 1x21, where Joe was kidnapped by Grodd and Iris questioned why the team couldn’t figure out how to save him. The angst aspect was when she walked out, and Barry followed her. I loved their argument in that scene in the hallway, mainly because Iris got to express how she felt about Barry lying, which we all needed to hear since she were kept in the dark for pretty much the whole season. It’s also my favorite because Iris was tearing up, because she was truly hurt that her dad and mainly Barry would lie to her, because “you were supposed to be my best friend, Barry!” That line.. shook! “I am your best friend!” I literally know the entire dialogue in that scene, lol. It was just heart breaking because Iris was truly hurt, because she gave Barry that much capacity to hurt her, because she loved him. Also, I will never not laugh (and roll my eyes) at Barry equating keeping the secret from Iris to her hidden feelings for him. Not only that, but the acting from both of the actors, specifically from Candice was A1. Definitely my favorite scene from season 1. 

3)  Favorite WA love declaration: This is so hard to choose! I feel like moments that can’t be considered love declarations, are in my opinion. I’ll keep this one short, but I guess I will go with Barry’s first confession in 1x09. I think it was so sweet and raw from Barry, and it’s been the most open he’s been to everyone. He wore his heart on his sleeve, and he felt like how owed it to Iris to tel her then – although it was ill-timing. The part that made me choose this declaration was because of Barry’s “I loved you before I even knew what the word love meant.” That line did it for me because Barry defines love int he way he loves Iris. When you’re young, you don’t really know what love is. You know it’s characterized my some feeling, but Barry as a child knew whatever he felt for her, must be love. He essentially said, “that, that right there, whatever I feel for her, it has to be love.” And that makes me cry. Of course Iris’s silent tears added tot he scene, because you could tell she were mad and sad, because it’s like “Why now?” in her mind, everything has completely changed for them. She’s always seen Barry as her best friend, and probably couldn’t differentiate her romantic feelings for him vs her platonic ones, so she buried them – and characterized them as one. Now, that Barry told her he loved her this entire time, you have to imagine in her head she’s thinking about and questioning every single moment they have shared, because for her it’s always been one thing. Now that Barry told her this, she knows that in every moment they have shared, he’s been in love with her. I lied, that wasn’t short at all lol! 

4) Favorite Funny Scene: Have WA had many funny scenes? Lol. I don’t know if this scene be classified as funny, but the first scene that popped into my head was in episode 3x09, when Barry just showed Iris their soon-to-be lovely home together, and Iris said “I got you a wallet.” LOL. That line made me alight and cry, because Iris was so genuine and sweet and she’s in shock that he gave her that, while she gave him a wallet. And Barry’s “I’m sure I love it” made me CRY (but also laugh while crying) because HE WAS DEAD ASS SERIOUS. Barry is going to cherish that wallet for everything it’s worth, simply because Iris got it for him lol. I’m sure he tells everyone t work that Iris gave him that wallet, just to show it off. This scene also solidified that Barry is the better gift giver :) 

5) Favorite Barry moment: If this is speaking about them individually, this is tough, because there are so many Barry scenes to choose from, lol. I don’t know if this classifies as “favorite Barry moment” because it’s his tears and his conversation with Nora in Welcome to Earth 2 on the phone that made me cry. It was the first time Barry heard Nora’s voice since he were a child. Technically it’s not his mother, but Earth 2 Barry’s but it was still all the same for Barry. The moment he heard her voice on the phone, and had to play off as E2 Barry and started to cry (which makes it even more sad? Because E2 Barry still has his mother). It was just a heart breaking scene, and well-acted one all around. Kudos to Grant.

6) Favorite Iris Moment: This is difficult as well, but not as difficult because Iris has had so many wonderful scenes that made me cheer for her. I loved the scene where she’s talking to Joe in Grodd Lives in CCPN, because she was again, expressing her POV which was lacked in season 1 due to her being in the dark about Barry’s secret. My favorite moment so far though, is in 3x11 where she has the conversation with Wally in CCPD. She had so much agency in that episode, but in that scene alone because she wanted to mattered. She got to express her fear of dying, but also getting to do something about it because she got to be. She knew about her potential fate, so she took matters into her own hands and didn’t let her consume her (at that moment). She wanted to be more than just a daughter, or sister, or a girl friend. The dialogue in that scene was A1, and really shows what kind of person Iris is. She loves being all of those things, but it doesn’t always define her. Her compassion, her need for justice and truth is what’s also important, her job as a reporter! I cried and cheered for her so much in that scene and the entire episode (like I always do). 

7) All of my favorite WA moments are here, although they aren’t that updated. I want to add the scene from 3x10, where Barry tells Iris about her potential fate int he time vault. 1) the acting was so good? Grant and Candice play really well off of each other, but I felt like this particular scene had a much bigger impact because of the context and the emotions. 2) Poor Iris! Her whole life has been turned upside down, and she was so selfless to the point where her first thought was to tell Barry to stop letting criminals go to save her, and to protect Joe after. I loved Barry’s anger in that scene as well because he felt like Iris gave up a bit when she asked when it would happen. For him, it’s like Savitar already won. The entire scene just had me in shambles. 

Hope this sufficed! Gifs by @westallengifs and @valeriemperez

nellcher  asked:

Sycamore as a dad is a 10/10 concept but let me bring you this: The professor finding out his s/o is pregnant. Bonus if his s/o kept giving him hints but the man is so oblivious he couldn't catch it at first


Professor Sycamore versus Pregnancy

Round 1 
(the first twelve weeks)

- Sycamore honestly just thinks that his S/O is sick when he catches them with their head shoved halfway down the toilet, and is genuinely concerned but when it stops after a few days, he writes it off as the flu
when it happens a few days every week tho, he’s like ‘we gotta go to the doctor’ like this man’s doctorate is useless. he is a doctor in cute animals not people problems. His S/O talks him down from a doctors visit but he still brings them a bunch of vitamins and like anti-nausea medicines until the sickness seems to go away after a month or so and he forgets about it.

- When his S/O starts tossing and turning in the night, Sycamore is quick to figure out that their need for cuddling has gone way up - he loves it but he worries about his S/O’s sleep cycle and health when he’s away at conferences and has to pull all-nighters at the lab. Of course, he just thinks it’s that they’re just getting closer as a couple.

- To be honest, both of them might be in the dark at this point, but so far,
Sycamore Status: Oblivious as Hell

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Painting. (Artist!Oikawa x Reader)

A/N: Everyone: “write a imaginary friend AU with Oikawa :-)”

Me: how about a fic where Oikawa is a demonic painter???

Everyone: ???

Also, finally writing w a first name bc I remembered to do it this time LOL

Also @ that one anon that wanted an Artist Oikawa fic. Here u go.

Costume Fic #2: Painter

Tooru’s talents were not a foreign concept to you. Being his partner of two years, you were more than familiar with his vast variety of skills and services. Murals, portraits, abstracts-you name it, he’s done it. People around the world have commissioned your boyfriend to do work for them. All his art was expertly detailed and realistic, almost godly in a way. He was gifted.

Despite growing older, your boyfriend still retained his model-like appearance. His hair remained full and intact, the slight curl to it never faltering. His body was taut and muscular in all the right places, and you were pretty sure if you weren’t careful you could cut yourself on his jawline. His skin was flawless, no wrinkles, moles, or freckles donned his year-round olive complexion. It was almost like he was a piece of his own artwork himself. You felt a little insecure around him yourself sometimes, no matter what doubting you kept up, you couldn’t stay as conventionally attractive as him. Copying his lack of routine didn’t work on you either. You eventually brushed it off as him hitting the genetic lottery.

Unbeknown to you, today was the day you were going to uncover an undisclosed fact about your lovely boyfriend.

As you creaked open the old wooden door into Tooru’s art room, the smell of freshly flowers and wet paint hit you. You walked in, eyes widening in the sudden change in lighting. The room was dark. Uncannily dark considering it was only five in the evening. The curtains were drawn over the windows, you could barely see the imprint of the setting sun behind them. A gorgeous vase of ornate flowers sat by the window on a small table. You knew they were all different colors, but in the absence of light, they all appeared dusky to you. The sound of a paintbrush dipping in a glass of water alerted you of someone’s presence. In the far other corner of the room, you spotted Tooru’s figure leaned over a canvas, painting something with an intense concentration.

“Tooru, hon,” you called out to him. “Do you want me to turn on the lights for you?”

The only sound that greeted you was the paintbrush making contact with the canvas.

You stepped closer. “Hey, did you hear me?”

His voice was barely above a whisper, yet it was sinister nonetheless. “Quiet. I’m almost finished.”

His change in demeanor floored you. Tooru has never spoken to you in such a tone before.

“Uh…are you okay? I can just leave you alone if you want.”

Tooru’s hand shot up, waving your statement off. “No, no, my dear. You came in at just the right time. You need to see this.” His hand quickly returned to the canvas, the swishing of his paintbrush becoming increasingly faster.

You stepped back slowly, easing your way out of the room. Something was up, and you weren’t going to stay around to witness it.

Tooru stood up, grabbed the painting, and beamed. His smile was was wide enough to cause the corner of his mouth to twitch, and his chocolate brown eyes glowed in the darkness. They were glazed and unfocused, as if he were staring into something beyond your comprehension.

Tooru’s eyes shifted to your figure, the contact instantly sent a chill up your spine. He sauntered towards you, and you stepped back. Your back made contact with the door, and your hand crept down to the knob, twisting it with fervor.

It was locked. You were sure you didn’t lock it behind you when you came in, and now that you think of it, did this door even lock? Dread sank in your stomach as Tooru stood over you, smirk evident on his face.


He turned the canvas around, revealing what he made underneath. It was a portrait of the two of you facing forward and smiling, hands interlocked, in a field of bright pink peonies dotted with a few black roses. In Tooru looked very, very different in it. His skin was paler (due to the absence of light during the cold winter months), faint crows feet were apparent by his eyes, he had a few freckles lining his arms and underneath his eyes was a dark tint from countless nights spent finishing commissioned pieces. The aspect that stuck out the most were his eyes. They his irises were scarlet and had an eerie hint of light that made you wonder if there was something, possibly of Tooru himself, living behind it. You, on the other hand, looked way younger in the portrait than how you presently did. Everything about you was conventionally perfect. You resembled some sort of doll, unscathed by the hardships of the world. In contrast to Tooru, your irises were unpainted, the bleak beige of the canvas clashing with the rest of the beautiful painting.

Tooru spoke, his voice returned to its normal frequency. “This is it…You can be like me too,” He set down the painting so it could rest against his legs, then gently took your hands into his. “We can be together forever, love. Just let me do this for you.” His gaze softened as he looked at you, stroking your hand softly with his thumb.

You couldn’t bring yourself to speak, fear filled all of you senses. You could only stare on as he continued to speak.

“It’s easy, I promise. I just need a little something from you, and it will work. You’ll be youthful like me forever.” One of his hands broke from yours and moved down to this smock’s pocket, grasping some sort of handle.

“What do you want from me?” You stuttered, voice cracking from the sinking feeling of fright enveloping you.

“I just want what’s best for you,” his hand slowly rose from his pocket, unsheathing a sharp, silver kitchen knife. “A little blood. That’s all I need to paint the eyes.”

Hell no. You weren’t having any of this demonic shit. You whipped around and gripped the doorknob, attempting to turn it with all your might.Tooru puffed in annoyance.

“It’s obviously not going to open, dear,” He placed his hands on your shoulders, making your whole body stiffen. “Now…won’t you let me do this for you? Or will we have to do it the hard way?”

anonymous asked:

do u have all the expansion packs and stuff? my goal in life is to have them all lmao i sound like a loser but wouldn't that be nice!

i do because i will eat up whatever ea feeds me!! that’s a fine goal dw anon i’m lucky i have a job that allows me to buy them when they come out :-) if you’re young don’t worry i remember when sims 2 expansions came out i would drool over nightlife for half a year before i got gifted it for my birthday LOL once you get older and start earning money you can buy them! if you’re already working i understand not everyone can afford the packs :’-( hopefully your financial situation alleviates soon and you’re able to put aside some money for something you love!

anonymous asked:

Tbh both ships have delusional shippers and I hope they won't be larry 2.0 with their theories and shit. But tk shippers lately though, maybe because there aren't many tk moments, they've been extremely obnoxious. Calling every Jk moment fanservice but as soon as tk look at each other is real love? And the latest with the rings lol. Obviously the gift made Tae uncomfortable and that's why he removed it right after, like who the fuck buys them matching rings? They're real people, respect them.

I get your point, definitely there are shit people everywhere but as you say, maybe out of “frustration” because they haven’t had many moments, Taekook shippers are being incredibly obnoxious.

And same, I truly hope none of the ships becomes Larry 2.0 in which, it actually starts being a problem for them. As I said before, the shipping thing is a bonus, if they decided to cut it with the interactions we are all fucked. 

And about the rings, I’m so sad to say this but Jikook are usually wearing matching rings, the latest being two days ago. so maybe the Taekook shipper wanted to…have their moment…idk that sounds very sad.

My boss at the gym literally texts me every 2 days to thank me and tell me how much she appreciates me, gave me a thank you card last week with a gift card in it, had me train someone last night even though I’m the newest person there, and is just overall such a good person to work for. I’m GRATEFUL.

Merry Christmas @mandarinatsumiki !
Here is your gift of Mikan and Ibuki, part of @holidaydanganronpa secret Santa!!! I hope you like it and have a wonderful holiday season! ♪( ´▽`)

anonymous asked:

did you see simsecret about you?

Yup. I did see it. And it made me feel sad but then I realized that people are mostly jealous. The first one (about game gifting) was taken out of context completely. They didn’t want to add the ask where I explained why I don’t buy my own games or they didn’t see it, I don’t know. But yeah, anyway, the comment I read later made me feel worse than the secret itself. Apparently I’m a bitch for using adfly and a donate button. As if adfly gives me hundreads of dollars, sure lol (for anyone interested you get 2$ for 1000 views so it’s not some big money but it’s enough for me to buy meds and not have to ask my parents for money). Donation is for people who want to donate, I don’t force anyone to do so. And most people who gifted me the packs didn’t even want anything in return even tho I said I would make cc for them. They were just so amazing and greateful for cc I already made and I was so so happy because of them, you have no idea. So seeing people who are hateful, judging me for it like it’s the worst crime ever wasn’t the best feeling in the world. But I guess they just don’t know the idea of gratitude and that some people want to be grateful for my cc. And I am grateful too, for my amazing followers. I never imagined so many people would like my work to the point of gifting me. I love you all! <3
And the second secret is the usual stuff, like always “your sims are ugly af” so I’m used to it. :P

anonymous asked:

On average, how many kanji do you need to know to read a manga or even a novel?


We would recommend you not to focus on “How many kanji we know”…

The reason is… because even if you know the kanji, if you are not familiar with the compound word vocabularies, you might not understand the meaning at all.

Let’s use 人口 for example. We know that 人 is human/people while 口 is mouth. But the meaning of this word is not people’s mouth, it is “POPULATION”. And it read as “Jinko”

And that was the very easy kanji. In manga/novel you will encounter a lot more of complex kanji. And note that depending on the theme of the manga/novel, the vocabulary used might be different. For example, a manga with samurai theme will use a lot of kanji/vocabulary that is not used on everyday life.


What you will need is to learn grammar first, a very recommended book for this is Understanding basic Japanese grammar. It’s similar to Dictionary of Basic Japanese Grammar (even the name is very similar!) but this one is easier to read and comes with a CD!

While the dictionary is a complementary book, this one can be read on it’s own~ It cover very basic grammar such as different between ます and plain form. With this, you will have a good basic foundation to read manga even if you haven’t learn JLPT material/Minna no Nihongo/Genki.

Grammar is very important since without it, you will have no idea what the sentence is speaking about even if you know all the kanji/word meaning.


Then try to read easy manga with furigana to wired your brain with Japanese sentence structure. With furigana, you will have no worry about kanji.

After you can read the easy manga with no frustration, you can then move on to manga you like (try to avoid historical/poetic/old theme though). For kanji that you cannot read, search it on dictionary using radical!



Although very tempting, try to avoid shonen at the beginning since shonen manga commonly use a lot of pun/made upwords that will be hard to understand…

One of the most recommended manga for beginner is Yotsuba, it’s easy to read since the main character is a child and it’s about everyday life. (Yes, this manga has furigana!)

If this is the first manga you try to read, to avoid frustration (and depression _:(´□`」 ∠):_ ), you might want to have both Japanese & English version side by side to help you with understanding the grammar pattern/nuance of the sentence.

Here are the links to get them: Yotsuba 1 (Japanese) & Yotsuba 1 (English)


Another recommended manga is Shirokuma Cafe! It’s a cute (and weird in a funny way) story about a polar bear who owns a cafe. (Furigana? Yes!)

This series is very short and comes in 3 fruit flavor (literally! Strawberry, Mango, and Melon! lol) . (Look at that cover!!) Since this series is short, it can also be a good gift for your friend who is trying to learn Japanese!

Here are the links to get them:
Shirokuma 1 | Shirokuma 2 (Strawberry)
Shirokuma 3 (Mango)  | Shirokuma 2 (Melon)


Reading Manga to learn Japanese is a good way to learn, but picking a correct one to read and building good foundation before reading is very important or you will end up with depression instead of increasing your motivation _:(´□`」 ∠):_

Happy learning! 。゚✶ฺ.ヽ(*´∀`*)ノ.✶゚ฺ。

2:30 PM

As part of @yeol-stole-my-soul‘s birthday celebration! This is the first gift in a series of 3 that feature Maria’s biases. Please enjoy my first attempt at a BTS oneshot featuring CEO!Jimin. 

Moodboard created by me, @from-dae-do-dae. Pictures are not mine, so if you’d like credit/have them taken out, let me know!

Summary: Jimin has always hated celebrating his birthday, especially because being alive meant nothing but pain and misery. Until he met you. 

Word count: 1,524

Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for suggestive content (LOL this feels like an MPAA rating)

Genre: slight angst/domestic oneshot

Jimin has always hated celebrating his birthday.

Besides the fact that his father had always reminded him— with harsh words and harsher fists— that he should be grateful to just exist, something always, always happened.

In junior high, his favorite teacher landed in the emergency room. In high school, his girlfriend of two years had broken up with him— and she had forgotten that it was his birthday.

And when Jimin was a freshman in university, his mother had died of a sudden heart attack.

So it had been pointless, he reasoned, to celebrate a day that had long since brought him grief and misery. Jimin’s only solace had been to work; busying himself with numbers and figures, mergers and acquisitions, and rebuilding the empire that his father had destroyed, kept him from dwelling too much on the emptiness in his chest and the awful sensation that something was missing.

Until he met you.

Sharp mind, soft heart. Grace under fire and a witty remark at the ready— Jimin found himself wanting to be better, wanting to be more, wanting to be worthy. For you.

Not for me, you had murmured, feathering your lips over his skin to kiss away the demons. Kissing away the heartache and pain. Do it for yourself.

And after three years of marriage, Jimin can still hardly believe his luck— that he has met someone who not only loves him for who he is, but inspires and encourages him to be better than the man he was yesterday.

He looks at you now, your hair fanning against the pillows, silk against soft sheets, and a fierce wave of gratitude washes over him— that he is alive, that he is existing. With you.

You stir in your sleep, as if sensing Jimin’s stare and after a few moments, you roll over to peer up at him.

“Hey,” you whisper, your voice a croak. “What time is it?”

“7,” he says, sifting his fingers through your hair. “I’m headed out.”

You groan, reaching for a pillow and hugging it to your chest. “But it’s your birthday,” you protest. “Can’t the boss get a day off?”

Jimin laughs by way of answer, and unable to resist, bends to press a kiss against your bare shoulder. “Do my employees get a day off just because it’s their birthday?”

“Whatever,” you mutter petulantly, reaching up and winding your arms around his neck. “Are we still on for lunch? Or dinner?”

“I hope so,” he says, kissing you one last time before disentangling himself and straightening his jacket. “Dinner is a yes. Lunch depends on how the meeting goes with the investors.”

“Hm,” you hum in acknowledgement, stretching and letting the sheets fall from your body. Jimin tilts his head back, stifling a moan at the sight of your body. He wants nothing more than to crawl back into your bed, into your arms, to be pressed against you and into you until you are both sweat slicked and panting.

“Keep looking at me like that and you won’t be going to work today,” you say with a knowing glance, throwing the rest of the sheets off of you.

Jimin rakes his eyes over you, hungry. “I could be convinced to call in sick.”

You roll your eyes, straightening his tie and whispering a kiss over his cheeks, his face. “Go,” you say lightly, laughing when he whines at the loss of contact. “I’ll see you later.”

“I’ll make it up to you,” he promises. “I’ll text you about about lunch.”

You nod, shooing him out of the bedroom. “Yes, now go.”

Jimin has not regretted his existence since he has met you but thinks, with a wry twist of his lips, that his birthdays could still stand to be a little better.


The meeting with the investors goes spectacularly wrong.

Although previously willing to stand behind a redevelopment project, sudden shifts in stock prices, consistent setbacks, and negative results in the soundness of several structures meant that Jimin sits for an extra hour in his conference room, attempting to convince board members not to pull out their support.

By the time he emerges from his meeting, Jimin’s head is pounding and he thinks that the corners of his eyes have developed a permanent twitch.

“Sir?” Jimin’s assistant, Joy, stands to greet him when he reenters his office. “Your wife called about forty minutes ago, asking about your lunch date.”

Jimin lets loose a string of expletives, pulling his phone out of his pocket and noting the three missed calls and string of text messages. He rubs at his eyes, irritated at the board, at himself, for missing an opportunity to spend time with you.

“But,” Joy continues, “your 2:30 is going to be here in a few minutes. Should I ask them to hold?”

Jimin frowns, confused. “I have a 2:30? I thought my next meeting wasn’t until 3:30.”

His assistant smiles apologetically, holding up a black planner. “You asked them to reschedule for today since the BigHit meeting last week ran overtime.”

Jimin groans. “Is it bad that I remember none of this? I think I need more sleep.”

Joy laughs, handing Jimin a slim black file. “I could have told you that, sir.”

He bends the papers in his hands, noting the thinness of the file. Hopefully, he thinks, this means that the meeting will be short.

“Would you like me to set up in another room? Or send them straight in to your office?”

“Office,” Jimin says, tossing his answer behind him. “It’ll be quicker.”

“Of course,” Joy says, and Jimin’s steps stutter for a moment at the sudden coyness in her voice. He takes another look, but Joy’s head is already bent over the computer, phone held against her ear, as she calls in his next appointment.

Shedding his jacket and loosening his tie, Jimin settles into his seat, spinning around to face the glass wall overlooking the city. He’s poured himself into this job, he thinks. Blood, sweat, tears, and sleepless nights piecing back together his father’s business after several Ponzi schemes and money laundering scandals had been uncovered, meant that there are still nights where he is not by your side where he should be, where he ought to be. Jimin knows that this needs to change, knows that he cannot take your patience for granted, that lavish gifts and evenings out mean nothing without a solid foundation— but balance has always been difficult for him.

We’ll talk about it tonight, he thinks. I need her help.

Jimin hears the door open behind him, hears Joy clear her throat. “Mr. Park? Your 2:30 is here.”

“Great,” Jimin says, spinning his chair around, “show them in—“

Jimin falters, eyes blinking in disbelief at the sight in front of him. “What—?”

You stand behind Joy, hands tucked into the pockets of your trench coat, grin stretching from ear-to-ear. “Happy birthday, sweetie.”

“I don’t—“ Jimin stands up, face scrunched in confusion. “Huh?”

Joy laughs, nudging you into the office and closing the door with a soft click. Jimin flips open the files in front of him, understanding beginning to dawn when he sees the empty pages, and then he comes across a small slip of paper, your distinct handwriting scrawled across the front.

Are you ready for your gift?

Jimin looks up at you as your approach him, your hips swaying to the side, mischievous grin on your face. “I knew that if I wanted to see you during the middle of the day, I’d have to schedule something with Joy.”

You stop in front of him, hands reaching to slide up his chest, ghosting over his shoulders and slowly, slowly, pushing him back down into his seat. “This won’t be a problem, will it?” You ask, voice throaty.

He swallows, hard, watching as your hands go to your waist to begin undoing the belt tied in a bow. “No,” he says, his voice rasping on its way out. “No, it won’t be.”

You smile, letting the fabric slip off your shoulders to pool at your feet. Jimin stares openmouthed at the thin straps of your barely-there slip, the sheer lace swirling sensually over your chest and clinging to the curves of your body.

You glance at the clock above his desk and back down at him, brow raised in challenge. “Do you think we can pass the time until your next meeting?”

Jimin tilts his head back, groaning when you straddle his lap, and he finds a visceral satisfaction in knowing that you two can both fit in his chair, that you feel just as out of control as he does when his hands slick up your sides, pressing against your back to pull you impossibly closer.

“Oh, I think we can find something to do until then.”

Jimin has not regretted his existence since he has met you, and he thinks— with hands tugging at buttons and silk, bodies weaving tightly together, making it impossible to tell where he ends and you begin— that his birthdays will be more than a cause for celebration from here on out.

anonymous asked:

Hey, I see you do tarot readings! Do you have any tips for anyone who wants to get into that? Asking for a friend :D Also, is it ok for the cards to be self-made, or something special is required in making them, like virgin blood or unicorn horns or something?

answered that first part just now but as for picking out a deck you can do anything you want!

if u find an occult shop near you most will have a wall of tarot decks you can pick from snd my advice for beginners u should choose a deck that sticks to the traditional names, so like high priestess is still high priestess and not the princess or something else, just because that will be confusing when your still learning

and then choose pictures that you LIKE looking at with a book whos meanings that you mesh with and like as well, whatever pictures and symbols n whatnot on the cards is least umportant especially cuz youll have the book, but if you hate looking at your cards youll never wanna use them either lol

aesthetics trump ugly symbolism every time with what decks i want to use to the point where ill use the meaning book i like with the prettiest deck lol

as for making your own, that can be quite a proccess, i wouldnt do that until your confident in the meanings of every single card and what they mean to you but you can if you want still. i dont have any advice forthat one undortu eatly lol but just imagine 80 full images each one packed with unique symbolism and then the process of printing them all perfectly.its quite a chore

then the only old wives tales i know about tarot are these: they are totally optional btw there just common “lore” i guess of owning tarot lol

1) your first deck has to be a gift from someone else to you

2) you should have a bag or container with a black colored inside to keep your cards “energies” safe (but also to keep them from getting physically damaged as well)

3) wash your hands and wash the table before every reading. EVERY READING. or wash your hands and get a portable reading cloth. seriously your hands and table get gross dont get lazy on that. this one isnt lore its mandatory lol

and the more your cards are sticky and covered in dirt and other things the worse for wear they become and the more you can tell each card by its backside making “innacurate” readings tempting, like hello there red bumpy corner from pasta stain, i know your the tower, lets never conciously pick you ever again, and thats bad lol

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO @actual-yam!!!!!!!! im sorry this is so last minute ahhh i’ve been drowning in college apps this entire break

This was my gift for the @pjosecretsanta2016​ project. 

 you asked for godswap/au so I thought, what would happen if everything was good and the prophecy wasn’t a thing and Thalia and Annabeth could grow up together at CHB?? They would totally be the most kickass girl gang (of 2 people lmao). anyways they would be super tight best friends and intimidate people together, but if you atually talk to them they’re some of the nicest people at camp. hope you enjoy!!!!!

also i don’t know what color shoes r im so sorry rip lol