Hey guys! So you know I’m fairly new to the community, and I really want to make something special for Mark’s birthday.

Mark, in your interpretation, as a hero.

Because we know he is one, in different ways. To many people, he is a hero. He had made people laugh. He had made people smile again. He made days better. He helped people make friends. He helped in so many things.

And for his birthday, I want him to know how much of a hero he really is.

Today is June 17. As of this moment, he has 17 million subscribers, 17 million people he calls as his heroes. If you see that shirt sleeve with hearts? He calls you as a hero. He’s a hero too. He’s the leader of this wonderful community, and

I want to see all of your interpretations of him as a hero too.

Draw him in your own interpretation of his suit/costume. Write about the superhero Mark, or that Mark who saved you from his daily videos. Crop him or photoshop him as your favorite hero, Marvel or DC, or even other comics. Make gifs or animations. Quotes that he has said, pictures of him, so much can be done! Just show him as your hero.

And I want to see all of them, so tag it in #MarkIsAHero! It’d be awesome to show him for his birthday!

(If anyone is on-board with me, we could also do a “T minus 10 days” series of whatever-you-want for the birthday guy, where we countdown to his birthday ‘Blast off to space’ kind of style.)


Natsume Yuujinchou Roku (3/11): Nitai - Sama

[The “deal with youkai” trio]
You were far away, and yet you remembered me, you tried to connect with me again. You kept talking to me, even though you knew what I am. It made me happy. It made me want to help a friend who’d come to me with a problrm, too. Several days later, this time, Shibata came to visit me.

Shadow baking / Map Tutorial.

I made a tutorial to help my friend @enriques4​ and wondered: why not share if others? I never make tutorials blaabala… so here I go!

If you don´t know what the shadow map is, IS THE SHADOW THAT CLOTHING / ACC ETC make in the sim. I don´t have images to show the difference so sorry hope you know what I´m talking. 

If you think that shadow map doesn´t make difference yes it does, increases the item quality 10000% much more professional, believe me.

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I love doing love readings. That might be surprising, because many readers, especially those in the witchy/pagan/magical/whatever communities have a distaste for them (although the aversion to love readings is not limited to that group by any means).

But for me, love readings are my favourite kind to do. I do readings on upcoming relationships, readings on hypothetical relationships, on heartbreak and rejection. 

Like many, “How do they feel about me?” is probably the question I get asked most often, and I love answering it. 

Maybe that’s because I think it’s one of my strong points as a reader. I’m good at love readings. Things just seem clearer and more in focus for me when I’m reading on love and relationships. Doing love readings for others is what built up my confidence as a reader in those early days.

Maybe it’s just because I love love. I spent ten years working exclusively with a love goddess, and I’ve always a certain affinity for matters of the heart. I look at the entire world through shipper goggles.

I can’t say for sure, but I can say that I’m always happy to do a love reading.

Originally posted by therainbowoverme

That being said, I also love reading for more spiritual purposes as well. 

One of the first spreads I ever made was to help a friend figure out her spiritual and magical path, and I’ve been doing readings on both for many people ever since then. 

Divination is a big part of my life, and my life is one that is spiritual and magical. So it makes sense that I would love the place where they intersect. 

This is an area I’m even trying to push myself further in, to find new ways and new depths I can explore to help others (and myself!) find their paths, or at least find their footing.

I’m excited when I can help new people, or when I can find new ways to reach out for others.

Originally posted by jihen

Anyway, I’m curious about what particular areas y’all most enjoy reading for! I’m going to tag a few people I’m hoping will respond, but everyone please feel free to jump in with a reply or a new post about this if you’re willing to share!

@forscryingoutloud @grimoire-of-geekery @shelbymelissa @swampseer @upyrica @goneintheriver @msbrujacarolina @thegodthief @benegesserit


Here’s my thesis “film” that I worked on over the past year (it’s more of a weird… trailer). I had a lot of things that I wanted to do this year, but because of a few snags that I hit along the way, this was what I ended up with. 

Despite it’s shortness, I couldn’t have made this without the help and support from friends and faculty, who helped me get through this last year.

Fic - Finally home

OK, here’s my little post-5x16 fic based on some fun spec I’ve been seeing for upcoming episodes. I wrote this late at night with no beta, so don’t judge my typos, please. Read it on Ao3 or below. 

Finally home

Oliver hobbled into the bunker, Digg carrying half his weight. His best friend dragged him to the med table and hurried to grab the first aid kit.

“Thank you, all of you,” Oliver told the team in a cracked voice. Days of torture at the hands of Prometheus had ended with the team storming in to rescue him. They looked none the worse for wear, as the rescue had been surprisingly easy. Adrian Chase has gotten out of there the minute the team had showed up.

They knew why as the TV screen on the wall of the bunker showed Oliver’s ex-girlfriend interviewing the D.A./villain on TV. Team Arrow watched in shock as Mayor Oliver Queen was outed as the Green Arrow, and all of Susan’s evidence was presented. Chase ended the interview by reminding the community that the mayor himself had ordered the police to shoot to kill the vigilante.

Oliver heaved a sigh and hunched his shoulders. He really could not take much more. He felt completely and utterly defeated. He turned his head toward the center of the bunker to catch a glimpse of who always made him feel a little better, only to find her seat noticeably empty.

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Lion's voices

•Super hyper
-“Hi!Areyoumynewpaladin?ThatscoolKindasuckswhathappenedtothelastonethough.” (Hi! Are you my new paladin? That’s cool, kinda sucks what happened to the last one though.“
•Will switch topics very quickly

•Batman voice
•Will have conversations with Shiro about how annoying the other lions can be
•Batman voice

•You know that alien that hugged Keith, but had that really deep voice?
•Its that.
•Whenever Keith hears his lion, all he can think of is the voice saying “Thank you” over and over again

•Smartass anime girl voice
•Comeback fights between Pidge and Green
•They end up laughing together in the end though
•Battle cry: *Screeches* SCREW YOUUUUUUUU

•Shay’s voice
•It changed after he met her, originally being a chill guys voice
•"Guys, I think Shay might be possessing my lion…“
-"Hunk, Shay can’t posses a lion. She’s alive.”
•Pidge, Keith, and Lance jealous of his lion’s voice, it’s bearable.

This was made with the help of some friends in a Voltron Chat Group! So it isn’t only mine!

They say that the blind can see what others cannot. This is true for Lira.

Prior to Lira losing her sight, she was a very active child. She would always find fun in the great wilderness. She loved taking hikes, skipping by the waters in different rivers, and helping out animals whenever she can. Her compassion led her to meet her lifelong companion. One day during her hike, she heard shrill cries. Due to her curiosity, she followed the direction of the sounds. When she reached in the middle of the great forest, she found a baby falcon on the ground, feeling a bit hopeless and alone. After some convincing to let the falcon into her hands, Lira brought the falcon home. Though she got a few scratches from holding the young bird of prey, she earned a new companion.

Nobody really knows how she lost her sight in the first place. There were a few rumors to how she came to be. One was that it was due to an unexpected accident. Another rumor was that she was cursed and another that she was blinded by someone who never really liked her. Despite not anyone knowing the cause of the misfortune, it still happened. Though saddened by the fact that she was never going to see anything, especially the surroundings that she came to love, the situation was not so hopeless for her. Her guardian, the person who took great care of her ever since she was a baby, taught her how to “see” using her other senses. He was able to teach her his ways since he too was also void of sight. The training led her to become more aware with the world around her. Her training was made easy with the help of her bird friend, Remon.

After many years, the elder guardian passed away, not before he passed down his big staff. He told her that one day she could not only use this as a weapon for protection but even something greater.

Now at the age of 19, Lira has to fend for herself to survive. But it was not that hard since she had Remon by her side. She is at peace with the outdoors even without her sight. Her current occupation is being a navigator to those who are lost in the wilderness. The people who she helped were amazed at the fact that she knows her way around even with her lack of sight.

If ever she would join PJ’s crew, she would help them find their way in whatever she can. She would help PJ and his crew in finding the treasure and possibly unlocking some secrets and hopefully reclaim the sight that she lost.

Fun Fact: Ever since she was blind, she always covered her eyes with a blindfold because she didn’t like their appearance (white pupils) even if she can’t see them for herself. It was her guardian who described how her eyes looked like using one of his special “senses”. She never wants anyone to see her eyes and would be embarrassed if anyone ever sees her eyes.

@starlumen This took me some time since I was busy with life. Family always wanting me to do other things. XS
I hope this is not too much or too far out. It was just an idea that came into my head at that time. So yeah. Feel free to throw this away or something if you don’t like it. XD
And I still need to work on drawing birds. Kinda my first time drawing a falcon. Needed lots of references. XD

I made a Twitter! @whelvenwings!

Originally posted by toppestofdogs

I made a twitter! I have no idea what I’m going to be posting on there, but we can make an educated guess that most of it will be yelling about fictional people in some way. 

except for the first tweet. the first tweet is about butts. feel free to follow if you’d like and I’ll check out your twitter thing back!! because oh god I need guidance how do I do anything on twitter wtf

Something I quickly made up while I was helping a friend learn to draw and I wanted to upload it because I think it’s really important for new artists to learn that SKETCHES ARE NOT PRETTY. I think it’s very important for artists to learn this, because it’s what kept me from learning for 3 years of art college. You should not think about the finished product when you sketch, rather the theme and feeling you want to portray in your drawing. (This isn’t a good example, but I will maybe start posting more of my sketches in the future, because I think it’s a topic artists like to hide because they’re embarrassed about their sketch phase? I never see artists truly represent what sketching is and it’s what kept me from learning. )

Love isn’t Perfect and that’s Okay-Scott McCall

Teen Wolf Imagine:#4 Prompt:#39

Word Count: 2,327 (see I told you it was going to be on the longer side.)

Warnings: None that I can think of.

A/n: So I am a horrible person and I’m sorry this took so long but it’s done now and I hope you like it and I hope it’s good because I worked really hard on it and I think it’s not half bad. Let me know what you think please, I appreciate feedback.


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New petition: Bring back Dan vs.

Hello everyone, today I posted a petition on that about a show called Dan vs.

Dan vs. was a show that aired on what used to be The Hub Network along side popular shows on that channel like Transformers: Prime and My Little Pony.

The show was about a angry man name Dan who would spend the episodes trying to get revenge on someone or something that has made him angry, with the help of his friend Chris, who is the compete opposite of him.

The show lasted for 3 season until it was cancelled for a unexplained reason.

There is more details on the show and the petition itself, in the petition, so if you want to know more, or want sign the petition, click the link below

anonymous asked:

I always thought that something was a little off about my sexuality but I never knew what it was. I am a female and I ruled out being a lesbian, bi, 100% asexual & those were the only sexualities that I knew of. I'm a freshman in college & yesterday in my Women's studies class we were learning about sexualities & my teacher mentioned demisexuality & as soon as she said the definition I had an instant realization. I am just discovering this about myself and I'm wondering what advice you have?

There are 2 things that help/helped me. 

1. Keep researching. The more you know about sexuality and attraction, the more comfortable you will feel with whatever you choose to identify as. It may also help other people in the future (I made a post about helping one of my friends discover that she wanted a queerplatonic relationship with one, as an example of this). Seeing the experiences of others and also ruling out labels will always help.

2. Know that sexuality is fluid. There can be times when you feel sexual attraction for someone, but it doesn’t fit what you identify as. This could be due to hormones, stress, medication, or just a change in sexuality. Now I wouldn’t say people can have a new sexuality every day but after a few years? Sure. Things change. We change. We’re human. It’s OK. As someone who has a period, this is especially important to remember because our hormones fluctuate and can cause drastic changes in sex drive. It can have an effect on who you find attractive. If sudden feelings alarm you, wait a week and see how you feel. It can be confusing, but I think discovering yourself is the best thing someone can do.

I hope these help you.


On This Winters Night

Post reveal. Adrien is away on a Modeling trip right before Christmas and doesnt know if he’ll be back on time. Marinette’s family throws a party Christmas Eve to celebrate, and even though Marinette tries her best to take part in it, shes not fully enjoying herself.


Marinette sighed inward. The cold air bit her fingers and chilled her to the bone. She should have had a coat on, but she wasnt going to be outside for long. She just needed to get away from the party for a bit.

Her parents had thrown a Christmas party at the bakery and so many people had shown up- they just kept coming. Class mates, excluding Chloe and Sabrina, their families, customers, Mannon and her family, her parents friends, and more. Alya and Nino were down there, too. Everyone, and it was really fun at first. She couldnt stop smiling as she helped her parents hand out sweets and drinks, and made more. Many friends helped out. In the end, there was an abundance of people covered in flour, sugar, and frosting.

And so much laughing, and singing. Someone brought their guitar and started playing Christmas music. It was a beautiful.
But there was just one person missing.

Marinette sighed again, leaning against the railing and laying her head on her crossed arms. The railing was freezing cold, and it hurt her arms. She elected to ignore it for the moment, too lost in thought.

Adrien had told her a few weeks ago that he would be away on a trip to the United States for a Modeling trip, and that he didnt think he would be back in time for Christmas. But she was hopeful, just a little bit hopeful. Maybe be some luck, some luck that made her Ladybug, she would get her partner in Crime back.

There was barely any trouble while Adrien was gone. Considering she didnt have her Chat Noir, she expected to see a bit more in akumatized, but there werent any. Just common thieves and muggers. She had been given a decent break, at least.

“Merry Christmas to you, Ladybug.” Marinette whispered to herself. 

The city was quiet in the dark night. Snow silenced any sound, other than the extravagent party happening down below. And judging by the way the clouds reflected the lights and seemed to chase away the dark, there was bound to be more to fall.


Adrien practically flew out of the car as before it even came to a full stop. Natalie wasnt there to warn him, and his driver wasnt one for words.
Plagg managed to poke his head through the blond boys bag. “Slow down there, tiger. You dont have your claws out.”

Adrien shut the door to the mansion behind him and let out a laugh. It echoed mockingly around him, almost like it laughed at his abandonment during Christmas. He didnt care. “I’ll be careful next time. I cant believe he let me come back!”

Adrien ran up the long stairs, heading for his room. The kwami flew out of the bag and alongside, a smile on his face. “You have to admit, kid, it was a pretty nice trip. So much cheese!”

Adrien frowned as he opened the door to his room and entered, shutting the door behind him. It wasnt. His father made him act on his “best behavior”. Which meant Gabriel Agreste was colder and crueler, and Adrien had little to no free time.

Any time Adrien brough up Christmas, it just earned him a cold look. Natalie always made him change topic.

He hadnt even gotten a present.

Somehow, they had finished the shoot a day early and Adrien had begged his father to take a plane home early. And Gabriel gave in, saying he had some work to finish there.

Adrien looked at Plagg. “So you’re pretty charged up, huh?”

“Kid, I’ve been itching for a change just as much as you have.”

Adrien smiled. “Claws out.”

Chat Noir lept through the buildings, across rooft tops. The speed, the wind, the cold ripped laughs from him. Man did he need this.

But he needed something more.

And he saw her.

Marinette stood on her balcony, shivering and looking forlorn. He felt a stab of guilt, knowing full well he was the cause.

He wanted to go to her then. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and kiss her like the night would never end, but he noticed then that the bakery was alive. People were dancing and singing and laughing. There was a party happening and Marinette wasnt involved in it. In her own home.

This wouldnt do.

Chat dropped down to the alley below, next to the bakery and out of Marinettes line of sight. Dropping his transformation, Adrien made his way to the front while Plagg dove back into the bag. Adrien felt around in it for the small red box that held her gift, making sure it was still there and didnt fall out on the way. He kept his eyes on her as he made his way to the door and knocked.

Nino was there in a heartbeat and opened it, wrapping an arm around his best friends neck and mussing his blond hair.

“Dude! You made it!” Nino mused over the music. It was amazing. The bakery was loud with music and laughing and sining and shouting. It smelled strongly cookies and candy, coffee and hot chocolate. There was the underlying hint of peppermint on everything, even Ninos breath.
It was Christmas.

“Yeah.” Was all Adrien could manage. He had never experienced anything like this before. And the decorations. Tinsel hung from the walls, oranaments, mistletoe hung from the doorway the connected the bakery to the Dupain-Cheng household, sprig of Holly dotted the walls, a small tree that had to be at least 5 feet tall sat in the corner by the windows and was trimmed with many ornaments and topped with a star. 

This was something straight out of a movie. Adrien didnt think this was real.
Nino patted him on the back. “Make way, people.” He announced, parting familiar and unfamiliar faces and leading Adrien to the counter. Sabine stood there talking with another lady, but when she saw Adrien, her face lit up. Ever so politely, she excuses herself and went around the counter to hug Adrien.
She was warm. And smelled like cookies. Adrien stiffened at first, but then returned the hug gratefully. 

Sabine pulled back and smiled wide. “Marinette been waiting all day for you. She hasnt said it, but we know.” She laughed a little when Adriens cheeks burned a bit, but she didnt say anything. Instead, she turned, grabbing a mug off the counter and handing it to the blond boy.
It was hot chocolate with a candy cane stuck in it.

Adrien laughed. Thats where the peppermint came from. He took a sip from the beverage, finding it wasnt scalding, but still hot. Just right.
Sabine turned again. “Alya!”

The deep-red head came over with little Mannon in her hip. At the sight of Adrien, she gave a knowing smile. “Yes, ma'am.”

She Mannon down, saying something about the duties of the Unicorn Queen, before heading off the Marinette room.


Marinette climbed down the ladder down to her room, closing the hatch and sat down on her bed. She waited to stop shivering, so people at the party wouldnt know just how long she was out there.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Before she replied, it opened and Alya came in.

“Uh, hi.” Marinette said plainly.

“Whats up, girl?” Alya replied, looking….smug?

“Why do you look like that?”


Marinette wasnt in the mood for this. “Like you know something.” She felt Tiki shift next to her in her bag, she had been asleep. She ever so slowly shifted her hand into the bag as Alya examined her nails and patted the Kwami lightly, letting her know everything was fine.

“I know you should come back down stairs.” Alya replied, looking back at her friend. “Theres someone down there waiting for you.” Alya winked at Marinette before leaving the room.

Tiki climbed out of the bag and looked at Marinette. “Do you think its him?”
Marinettw froze. “But he said…”

Tiki smiled, floating up and patting the girls shoulder. “If it is, tell him to send Plagg up. I want to ask him about America.”

With that, Marinette bolted from the room and headed down stairs. The details of the party seemed to pierce through the walls, laughter and singing broke through the doorway and the smell of cookies and hot chocolate wafted in the air. 

Through the doorway to the dining room, she could see the small throngs of people clustered together. From what she could see, most people were still there from earlier. She hadnt been up on the balcony for long, maybe an hour at most, but still- it was late. Maybe she underestimated the party.

Alya spotted her immediately, from where she was standing next to Nino by the counter. They had their backs to her, and were talking to her mama and papa, while they made more hot chocolate. And, like always, her friends were helping by unwrapping candy canes and laying them in the mugs. 

Alya grinned, bumping her hip against Ninos, and the two moved out of the way to reveal Adrien.

Marinette couldnt stop the smile on her face once her eyes met his green ones. He put down the candy cane, and got up from the stool to make his way to her. There was a look on his face that appeared to Marinette like a ton of weight was taken from his shoulders.

Marinette lifted her arms to wrap around his neck and bury her face in the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around her body and layed his forehead on her shoulder. They held tight to each other, feeling their heartbeats finally fall back in sync, the way it should always be. 

The ice Marinette had allowed into her bones melted away.

The lonely, deep chest that had settled into Adriens chest disappeared.

Around them, the party went on, with a few glances in their direction. Marinette could feel Alya’s victorious gaze, and her parent’s own loving glances, but all she elected to feel right now was Adrien, her Chat Noir.

Finally, Adrien pulled back first, despite Marinette not wanting to let go. He layed his forehead on hers, and keeping one arm around her, he felt in his pocket for the box.

“I missed you.” Marinette said quietly. Adrien almost missed it.

He found the box, and pulled it out of his pocket, bringing it around her back. Carefully, he opened it without bumping it against her. 

“I really thought you wouldnt be back in time.” There almost a mournful sound in her voice. 

Adrien pulled the necklace out of the box. Now, to distract her, he pressed a light kiss to her forehead. As Marinette closed her eyes, he brought the necklace around her neck and clasped it. As he pulled away, she looked down at the charm.

Adrien looked at her face as she looked at the charm. It was a black cats paw with a red ruby in the center. Adrien had it custom made a few weeks ago and was lucky it was ready before he left for the United States. He had to sneak out in between classes at school to the jewelers to pick it up and he kept in close for the rest of the day- Nino didnt even have to ask.

What he didnt expect was for the tears to fall down Marinettes face. She sniffed, and immediately he placed his hands on her face, using his thumbs to caress away tears.

“H-hey! Marinette!” Adrien stuttered, suddenly very worried about his gift, about everything. “What did I do wrong?”

Marinette shook her head, gently grabbing his wrists as a tiny laugh bubbled up from her chest. The look on her kitty’s face when he grew downright terrified by her reaction made her feel bad, but also she felt a warm feeling in her heart knowing he put so much effort and care into her gift. “I-I love it, you silly cat. I just dont have my gift for you right now.”

Just as she said that, though, a box made its way in between the couples closeness and Adrien swiftly released Marienttes face, as she released his wrists’, to grab it. 

They both turned to see Alya standing there, looking smug. Nino was behind her. “You left that in your room before the party, girl. I knew you’d forget it.” Marinette could’ve sworn she saw the mischievous duo bump fists, a familiar motion.

Adrien gave a half smile, while Marinette rolled her eyes. Turning back around, Adrien carefully opened the small box covered in bright green wrapping paper.

“Nice choice in color.” He muttered quietly. Marinette gave him a look, one Ladybug gave Chat Noir quit often, before her smile returned.

Inside the box was a black genuine leather wristband. Set on the band was a metal plate, engraved in black cursive writing, were words the boy had always subtly feared he wouldnt hear again.


Adrien was speechless. Sure, him and Marinette had been in an open relationship for months now. Even Chloe had backed off. It had become clear that Ladybug and Chat Noir had a thing for each other, even though they did their best to keep their relationship away from the media for safety reasons, but neither of them had said it yet. He had wanted to many, many times, but never found the chance, or courage.


He looked up at the girl now. Her blue eyes shown deep worry, as if she over stepped her boundaries and made a huge mistake. When they first revealed each other, and started going out, he had seen this multiple times- first came the worry in her eyes. Then came a few steps back. Then her hands would shake, and she’d fumble with something to distract herself from her shaking hands. And then she stumble over her words just to either go silent or just outright leave and text that she didnt “feel well” or “something came up”.

Adrien never once got mad at her. Alya had explained that Marinette had a crush on him for the longest time and she still needed time to get used to the relationship, and was still really shy. So, he decided he would give her all the time the world could ever offer. He would wait forever for her to come back after running away, because she always did to retry the date with a sheepish smile on her face, rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment. He would wave it off like it was nothing and pretend to completely forget it, for her sake.

Thats how they got to now.

Now, she was taking setps back and looking away from him. Adrien looked down, still speechless at her amazing, breath taking gift, and saw the shaking set in.

Nino was at his side, then, elbowing him. “Dude, look up.”

Adrien did as his friend commanded and smiled at what he saw.


Adrien held the box tight in one hand as he strode forward on confidence to his lady. Her eyes were wide with shock as the distance between them was suddenly closed. She was flush against him, he had wound his arms around her body tightly and he was a cage and she was trapped.

“Marinette.” Adrien said coolly.

“A-Adrien?” Marinette replies, forcing herself to meet his brilliant green eyes, filled with a burning confidence that-

“Is that mistletoe?”

Instead of answering, Adrien crushes his lips to hers, and the world around them melts away.