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anonymous asked:

bri is back lol

lmfao i know sweety. she & reina both are.

they’re on seraphicus  &  spiritfated 
they must be exhausted at losing a game they made.
especially considering they’ve ran people out of the
naruto fandom before, for doing exactly what they did/are.
but honestly, I wanted to be done once they decided
to “ delete “  & run away to the people they fucking lied 
to. but hey, they’re all up nuu’s ass anyway lmfao.

& don’t worry we’ve already notified all the artists
& have gotten DMCA forms filled out. Because tracing art 
isn’t a fucking petty tumblr game to look good & dropping
things about “LAWS” in vague posts doesn’t do shit. Esp.
not to an actual adult with an actual job – that actually
can talk to lawyers about federal laws & how to stop them.
none of these petty ass girls scare me. lmfao. just thought
 i’d vent because i’m still pissed they thought running away
and deleting would make everything go away ?

that’s cute.  my friends are still waiting on their actual sincere
apologies.

Life

So after getting my apartment got fumigated yesterday, I finally got my room somewhat back in order.
And today I realized I’m crazy about this girl who will always see me as just some guy. I just feel happy talking to her. It’s like I want her around me all the time. But she’s so different from me. We’d be a horrible couple
And my roommates are throwing this party tonight and I’m so tired of them doing this shit. I hate parties. I hate having people over. And I can’t leave my place tonight and I just yelled at a friend for knocking on my door because all I’m doing is feeling the slurry shit storm of emotions and I can’t handle any of them like an adult. I’m stressed and angry and can’t stop thinking about this girl. ALL I WANT TO FOR THINGS TO GET RESOLVED. I JUST CAN’T DO THIS ANY MORE. I’m falling apart again. Life is too much for me

Word of Caution for Parents and Adult Pokemon Go Players

My husband was grocery shopping today and witnessed this incident, and it made me concerned.

EDIT: It turns out this was not something my husband witnessed, but something he heard about. Still important.

An adult man was walking around the store trying to catch Pokemon, and he saw a kid who was doing the same. As he had just caught a really good Pokemon in the parking lot, he asked the kid if he could show him where it was. The kid agreed, and followed this stranger out of the store.

The adult realized that he had essentially just lured a kid away from his parents in a public place, and immediately told the kid to go back inside to his parents.

This guy clearly had no bad intentions toward the kid, but how easily could someone have done the same thing intentionally in order to abduct or harm a child? After all, people have already used Pokemon Go to commit armed robbery.

So I want to warn both adult (over 18) Pokemon Go players and parents of children who play the game.

Parents: If possible, go with your children when they go out to play the game. If that isn’t possible, be sure to have a conversation with them about strangers, even strangers who are playing the same game. It might be appropriate to point out the real cases of crimes committed using Pokemon Go so the kid understands that the threat is real.

Adult Pokemon Go players: Remember that minors are still minors, even if you’re both playing the same game. Don’t ask minors to follow you or join you in hunting Pokemon. Don’t meet up with minors for Pokemon hunting without parental consent.

You may have no bad intentions, but that might not stop you from being accused of something you didn’t do or try to do. False accusations could ruin your life. Plus, you don’t want to encourage minors to trust adults just because they’re playing the same game, because the next adult might not have such good intentions.

imagine a theater full of people who paid close to $15 a ticket to see cgi food products say “fuck” a lot and have a graphic orgy that presumably lasts a solid two minutes, if not more.

imagine the silence throughout the theater as dozens of strangers trapped in a large, dark room have to look at a 20 ft tall projection of food having kinky sex. there’s no raucous laughing, no. just a painful quiet, a sea of straight faces watching the food orgy unfold. the only comedy of the situation is that it’s about taking a type of media reserved for kids, animation, and making the cgi food do adult things like eat each other’s asses. a couple people might chuckle at first, but 10 seconds turns into 30, then 45, then a minute and a half, maybe longer. you realize in this span that dozens of people were paid to write this scene, to storyboard it, to animate it. seth rogan is a millionaire. you feel your $15 ticket burning in your pocket.

imagine the sound track. imagine hearing the sound track, muffled, from the next theater over. imagine the people spared the reality of witnessing a racial caricature pita bread orgasm in high definition. imagine the people who will applaud this movie for its “edgy take on comedy”. you exit the theater, a white guy probably named tyler gushes about the film to his uncomfortable date. she remembers the food orgy. she will not text him back.

being gay is tough especially when it comes to relationships like??? straight people get to start so much earlier, and now im just starting to put myself out there at nineteen. i still have to go through my awkward dating phase and learn what it means to be in a relationship. a lot of gay ppl my age are going through the same thing, but we’re expected to be adults about it when we don’t know what the fuck we’re doing, which is why a lot of young gay people usually just end up having sexual relationships because that way we feel adult in our relationships and attraction when the truth is we are still just beginning and trying to figure things out for ourselves.

im a lesbian, and i know this, but because of there being so little representation of wlw (and when there is, half of the time it’s written by straight people who don’t know what they’re doing) I can’t imagine what a relationship with a woman is supposed to be like. I don’t know if how I feel attraction is genuine or a remnant of compulsory heterosexuality and heteronormativity. I don’t know if the relationship I’m imagining is healthy or a part of the heterosexual relationship dynamic that I’ve learned to know as the default. when you learn relationships are supposed to be one way, how else can you imagine them being??? when you’re a wlw who has never been in a relationship with another woman it’s hard to imagine having a girlfriend or a wife and when that happens it’s easy to doubt your attraction to women, and that’s scary.

dating when you’re gay is scary in more ways than being afraid to hold hands in public, it’s scary in being an adult going through this kind of stuff everyone else went through when they were 14. you feel so stuck behind and doubt yourself at every turn. straight people don’t get that.

Popular TV shows, as described in the worst way possible:
  • Supernatural: Three well-meaning individuals make poor life decisions, cause apocalyptic events more than anyone reasonably should.
  • Hannibal: A man is offered free psychiatric care. It goes about as poorly as you'd expect.
  • Steven Universe: A young boy is raised by an excessive amount of colorful lesbian space moms.
  • Orange is the New Black: You are given the world's gayest and most interesting supporting cast, but must pay for it by having to suffer the world's most annoying main character.
  • Stranger Things: Young girl just wants to peacefully enjoy eggos, is prevented from doing so by the actions of supernatural creatures and generally shitty adults.
  • The Powerpuff Girls: An entertaining, enjoyable, and beloved show, revived years after just so its creators can spit on everything you loved about it.
  • The 100: Lures you in with an interesting premise and lesbian warrior queens, only to brutally kill them while their bisexual lovers watch.
  • Game of Thrones: Life is awful but at least there's dragons.

hey, @ teenage wlw: i know dating can be really difficult and sometimes you feel like you’ve missed your window for cute, textbook romantic dates because it feels like everyone you know has done that already, but i’m an adult here to tell you that tonight i finally had a movie date where i got to execute the perfect fake-yawn and rest my head on a pretty girl’s shoulder and do the thing where our fingers inched closer together until we were holding hands and i just want to let you know that there’s no age limit on this kinda thing, it’s going to come to you one day, and it’s going to be so beautiful

Miscellaneous Clark Kent headcanons as relate to my little fic universe, that may or may not ever come up because who knows:

  • Little Clark was really susceptible to childhood superstitions for some reason. He didn’t go under ladders, he did the salt over the shoulder thing, he did not fuck with that Bloody Mary shit like NOPE I’M OUT THIS SLUMBER PARTY IS CANCELED, LANA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND TAKE YOUR MURDER GHOSTS WITH YOU. He believes that he is over this as an adult but whenever his foot is about to fall on a crack in the sidewalk it actually stops like a half inch above the ground and hovers there. He does not notice he is doing this. No one notices, ever, because it is the weirdest subtle unconscious thing in the world. At least Martha’s back is safe?
  • I covered the picky eater thing in Christmas in Kansas but to be more specific his tastebuds are just really sensitive to certain chemical compounds? Not just in terms of things he won’t eat but also in terms of things that he expects to be there and he doesn’t really like foods that lack those things. Your two options to make him eat anything are to cover it in sugar, or cover it in garlic.
  • He goes through a lot of breathmints. Can you imagine if Superman saved someone and they were like “man i appreciate being alive but he had some really bad garlic breath”? He would be so horrified.
  • He has a ratty, fucked-up old shirt that he wears whenever he is making pasta with red sauce. Even Superman cannot stand against the ability of red sauce to end up on whatever you happen to be wearing. HE WAS SO CAREFUL THIS TIME, HOW DID A STAIN END UP ON HIS BACK THAT JUST MAKES NO SENSE. Clark Kent’s weaknesses: kryptonite, tomato stains.
  • His ability to perfectly imitate anyone’s voice was one of the first things to manifest themselves, but this wasn’t the kind of thing anyone noticed was weird. It definitely didn’t seem like a power. He was just a small child who could do a really good Kermit the Frog. He sang Rainbow Connection at a middle school talent show and all the moms cried.
  • He definitely has a playlist to cheer himself up and get pumped and it has Eye of the Tiger and You’re the Best on it. Probably also half the Top Gun soundtrack.
  • Clark Kent’s twitter is pretty standard snarky newsman except with more farming memes. No one can tell how ironic the farming memes are. They might not be ironic at all. Clark Kent might be really sincere, or he might just be so ironic that he has circled back around into sincerity. No one knows. He’s also really good at that thing where you retweet two things from a person that side-by-side reveal they are a dingus. I don’t know if there’s a word for that.
  • His Snapchat is all dogspotting, with occasional rare dance breaks. He’s a pretty good dancer since he found those YouTube tutorials. He does this thing with his hips that Lois finds deeply upsetting for reasons she cannot articulate.
  • Jimmy asked Clark how he got so fit once and Clark was like “uh, farming. farm. eyup.” But he kept pressing for deets and Clark ended up just telling him that he’d pulled a Milo of Croton??? He lifted a newborn calf over his head and then just did that every single day until he was lifting a cow over his head. Jimmy knows nothing about farming or cows or physical fitness and this seemed plausible enough to him.
  • He has a blog where he posts rejected articles and it is the wonkiest thing in the entire world because that is why they got rejected. Perry takes one look at these articles and is like “it will take more words than I want to pay you for just to explain the setup for this article and also there are five people total who care, in the world, including you”
  • He has to be really careful when he buys clothes because he needs to make sure that they aren’t too tight and he has full range of motion. He does not want to relive The Skinny Jeans Incident. Shirts that say ‘I flexed and the sleeves fell off’ are only funny until it happens to you, then they are just horrible reminders. Popped seams everywhere. There is no way to explain that without looking like a huge tool.
  • Even when Superman has a really shitty day he keeps it together until he gets home, but then he shuts the balcony door and peels off his costume and Clark does the Tina Belcher groan for like ten minutes while he takes a shower because he got covered in sewer mutant or space crab or god knows and UUUUUUUUUUGH. Fortunately the nice older lady in the apartment next door always seems to know when he has had a shitty day and she brings him pie.
  • She can hear his melodramatic bullshit from over at her place, that’s how she knows. They share a bathroom wall and it practically echoes. If she times it right he will answer the door before he has put a shirt on because he doesn’t want to leave her waiting in the hall. She does not know what his day job is and it definitely does not occur to her that he is Superman because her primary interaction with him is that he acts like a whiny bitch and she brings him pie so she can ogle him. She is a simple woman who enjoys life’s simple pleasures.
  • The Kryptonian language is really complicated in terms of tonality, context, word order, musicality, etc, and the written language reflects that. Things like the order things are in, how things overlap, colors, etc, are all important. So basically I really like the idea of his symbol being one that represents his family name and says that he is of the House of El. It’s really just basically his last name.
  • If Starfleet gets to have replicators then Krypton gets to have replicators and Jor-El definitely stuck one in the ship so his son would have, you know, food and clothing. But only Kryptonians can use their tech because they’re who the neural interface is designed for so whoops they got real lucky that Kryptonian babies love milk from Earth goats. Clark only started using the replicator later but it only knows how to make Kryptonian things and only some of those are useful to him.
  • Okay so here is where I tie those last two bullet points into something fucking dumb that you will take out of my cold dead hands: Clark got the costume out of the replicator. It didn’t necessarily understand what he wanted though? Like, the concept of a costume didn’t really translate, but it got the idea that he wanted an active uniform, so that is what it made. It’s brightly colored and has his last name on the front. Clark is wearing a Kryptonian football jersey is what I’m getting at. Later Kara will be VERY confused by this. Imagine ending up on an alien planet and meeting your cousin and he’s been fighting crime dressed like a quarterback.
  • Most telepathy does not work because different neural patterns. Diana can only manage it if she uses her lariat and even then it’s like trying to lasso a freight train that does not stop. It’s extremely disorienting. J'onn has just accepted that Superman can hear him but he’s not going to get anything back. It’s like the psychic equivalent of a dial tone for him. He’s trying to call his bro but their family has dialup. He tries not to fuck with it because he doesn’t want to poke around in Superman’s head blind and break something.
  • Clark can’t type with super speed because he’ll break the keyboard and the computer can’t keep up. Instead he uses shorthand along with a custom set of AutoHotKey macros and it is honestly infuriating how fast he can get things written with this setup. But also if he doesn’t have AutoHotKey on whatever he’s typing with then sometimes Lois will get an email like: ll] dyk f pw mde a dec wrt t $l stry? ]ck
  • A woman was told by her therapist to try talking to at least one person once a week but she decided to cheat by just talking to her empty apartment under the guise of telling Superman about her day because lol he can hear everything allegedly so this definitely counts and is what the doctor was going for with this. When she has to go to the hospital for a medical emergency she comes home and there is a note on her counter wherein Superman explains that he was worried because he hadn’t heard from her in a while, so he swung by to check on her. When he found out what happened he watered her plants and fed her goldfish and also that cat that he thought might be hers (she does not have a cat). She is completely mortified because she was just being full of shit she did not actually believe he could hear her oh god what all did she even say and whose cat is this???
  • Look if you are in Metropolis and you loudly say HEY SUPERMAN there is a very good chance he will hear it even if he doesn’t mean to. He is not trying to eavesdrop, that’s just what happens when you yell someone’s name in earshot.
  • He doesn’t wear the costume under his clothes because you may have noticed a running theme here where the universe is conspiring to ruin his clothes and leave him running around shirtless all the time. I mean thank god for the rest of us but he would rather not risk someone spilling their drink all over him somehow and suddenly his shirt is transparent and you can see the big S. It’s bad enough when it happens under ordinary circumstances. How often can one man get drinks spilled all over him? You would be shocked. Shocked. His eyes are up here, Lois.

Many of you remember Sara from the Pediatric Cancer series last month. I’m very sorry to report that shortly after her story was published, Sara’s cancer returned very aggressively. Yesterday morning she passed away. I’d like to honor her by reposting her story, and allowing Sara to be remembered by her own words: “My biggest worry is that I’m going to die and not do all the things I wanted to do. The funny thing is—I didn’t even realize how many things I wanted to do until I got diagnosed. Simple things like meeting a guy, getting married, getting a job, having my own apartment, and even picking out my own furniture. Those never seemed too interesting to me. They just seemed like adult things that were guaranteed to happen. Now I want to do them so bad. Because I want to know what they feel like.”

i really have to kind of admire just how brutally blunt lemony snicket was in his books marketed to goddamn preteens that good people, including adults that really, really ought to help you, can and will let you down, that the world generally doesn’t give us answers to our most burning questions no matter how much we want them, and that in the end, there are going to be times when you have absolutely no clue, no vindication, no sign, no nada, nothing that what you are doing is the right thing. 

more fics about friendships that are structured just like ship fics

specifically like pining ship fics oh my god

  • forced to share a bed becomes “accidental sleepover, I didn’t realize adults could do this and I should be chill about how happy it makes me, but no one’s ever braided my hair and gossiped with me before, but I gotta play this cool because I don’t want to be pathetic, and I don’t want to be the person who likes the other person more, but g o s h, I want us to be friends, and not just friends, besties
  • the coworker at your bakery/coffee shop/library/spy organization who smiles at you every day and asks about your weekend, but you can’t tell if they’re being nice or what, or if they’d actually say yes if you invited them out to coffee to talk about that hiking trip they went on, you don’t want to make things weird but work would be a lot easier if you had a friend
  • you’ve just moved to a new city and you cannot believe how many times you’ve had to knock on your neighbor’s door, but you didn’t pack like any of the things you need, and they don’t seem effusively happy that you keep asking to borrow shit like a vacuum or duct tape, but they also don’t rush you out of the door, and when you return what you borrowed, they ask you how it went, and one time you told a joke that made them laugh and you felt so good about it, you kept riffing on the joke for the next ten minutes and it isn’t until you went back to your place that you realized what an embarrassment you are
  • enemies to friends where you have to work with someone that you hate oh my god you hate them, and then you spend time with them, and then you don’t hate them quite so much, but stopping hating them? almost feels like? defeat?? you’ll stop acting like you hate them when they stop acting like they hate you, and honestly you’d really like them to stop acting like they hate you because they are the only other person you know that’s ever shared your interest for cold war spy thrillers and maybe this is the time for the book club of your dreams
  • your partner has a best friend and you’ve never hung out with them without your partner but now you are coordinating with the best friend for your partner’s surprise party and they are just the funniest, the sweetest, the nicest, the coolest, and suddenly your partner is concerned because you and your best friend are hanging out all the time, which is…great…awesome…….suddenly becoming the third wheel is just the funnest because who doesn’t like wheelbarrows (it becomes a whole Thing, and ends up resolving in a disney channel esque lecture of someone being like "Guys You Can Have More Than One Best Friend”) 
  • you’re lonely and it sucks and it’s not the kind of thing that you can admit because you’ve got your pride, you don’t want to look desperate, you can’t tell people about loneliness without making them wonder what’s wrong with you because shouldn’t you have friends? who doesn’t have friends? but it’s gotten to the point where you look forward to buying groceries because you can make small talk with the clerk, you look forward to work because maybe you can slip in something personal in the course of talking about business, but if anyone asked you how you were doing and if you wanted to hang, you’d panic and say that you were busy. and you want to change. you in fact need to change, but. yeah. it’s not an easy thing. and there’s no easy solution. and this is a 100k fic about you slowly assembling a friend group, while having really zero practical experience with friendship, and it’s a gentle epic with the highest stakes, oh my god, just the highest
  • you and an acquaintance become friends with benefits. things become unexpectedly awkward when you learn that the real benefit………..was friendship 

I think Sebastian Stan is so endearing because the stuff he does is honestly so dorkishly awkward? Like he does things most of us would awkwardly do and he’s this gorgeous, very talented dude. He’s got head canons and makes awkward innocent comments and has goofy facial expressions and gets giggling at stuff and everything about him is just so openly HIM and not like he’s trying to put on some sort of cool act or adult act or even a dignified “I have an air of mystery” act or “I’m so done with all this fame” act. He’s just this bundle of enthusiasm and goofiness and it’s really incredibly appealing.

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i was going to make a tutorial of how i draw asriel but i’m not good at words lmao
so have a process sorta thing instead
plus the way i draw him kind of varies? sometimes i’ll sketch out a body, other times i’ll just draw the clothes 
i usually add more detail (fur, folds, lines under the eyes etc) when i’m doing the lineart

The only thing I can really offer is that despite what adults will tell you, there is no such thing as a safe job or a safe path, even if it seems that way. Really, you’re not ever taking a risk if you follow your dreams because it’s going to be just as unsafe as any other path you take. At the same time, it’s going to be very rewarding when you get through that if you followed your dreams. If you’re going to do the unsafe thing anyway, at least do what you love.
—  TABLO (160415 NBC News Interview)

Oh my god I just remembered that Beauty and the Beast (the original story) is in the public domain which means I can 100% absolutely write and publish a (short) story I’ve always wanted to write wherein the merchant (Belle’s father) goes to the castle and he sees this young adult whose parents are dead and who was manipulated/cursed by a fairy and he’s just like, “Ah yes, you’re my child now.” and Beast keeps him as his prisoner but Beast is the one who feels imprisoned because he suddenly has to abide by all of these rules because this guy is just fathering the crap out of him and it’s the merchant’s paternal love that eventually breaks the curse. I can call it Wild Child. If anyone needs me, I’m going to abandon my responsibilities for the next few hours to drink peppermint tea and write this.

ask most adults about what lgbt+ stands for and they might get the first four, ask them if they know about any other part of the community (asexuality, intersex etc) and they’ll probably tell you that it’s something silly made up by people who want to be ‘cool’ or 'different’

ask most adults what they think teens are most concerned with and they will say things like the internet, their phones, how they look, and boys and girls respectively but tell them about young people raising over 100k for a charity that helps protect lgbt+ youth in light of an increasingly alarming amount of lesbian characters dying on television and they will tell you that it’s just a tv show being attacked by a bunch of loud teenage girls with nothing better to do

ask most adults about mental illness in youth and they will say that they have nothing to do with it and it’s a very young-person thing to suddenly realise you have a mental illness, with the belief most are made up or being used for attention (social anxiety, bipolar disorder etc) and say things like “you have no reason to have anxiety it’s so easy being a teen just wait till you have to pay taxes”

ask most adults about youth suicide rates, especially lgbt+ or poc youth and they will probably tell you that they don’t understand why they would kill themselves or that youth get so worked up over the smallest things and so them killing themselves is just silly

the generation gaps biggest problem isn’t that we 'use our phones too much’ or that we are 'so lucky to have all this technology growing up’ it is the constant belittling of every single issue that young people care about

it is being told that you are silly and immature at 18 years old when you also have the legal right to vote but being talked to like you are just an angsty preteen who didn’t get their way

it is the dismissal of people’s sexualities and identities that they feel truly represent them and then being told “hey that can’t be you because that doesn’t exist”

we understand that the older generation was raised differently, that they have had an ingrained idea of the world since birth that followed the conservative ideology that their grandparents had passed down to their parents and so on and all we ask is that the older generation try to understand us as well