I see you

Just like I knew who went to watch “Wonder Woman” by the likes, comments and reblogs I suddenly had on OLD stories I wrote about her, and how I knew who went to watch” Thor:Ragnarok” for the same reasons (suddenly tons of notes on six months old stories)…I can tell who went to see the Justice League movie ;-) (and I can also tell that Aquaman made quite the impression, as I get tons of notes on a story I wrote with him…one of my FIRST stories that was released MONTHS ago ! This one : “I don’t talk to fish”…I’m kinda glad, cause I love Arthur. And all those likes on old stories just reminded me that I never wrote a story with Barry, and I really need to.)

anonymous asked:

Regarding the origins of nations and their family ties, to be honest I think we may be overthinking some things occasionally. Hetalia definitely has a lot of thought put into it (to varying degrees) but the thing is damn over 10 years old. The stories in Hetalia and its world are built as it runs, and it had/has been constantly changing and retconning stuff. Some things may have been changed or forgotten for good so who knows how much things are still theory supporting material. (part 1)

(Part 2) And maybe this is a topic that Hima will never answer on purpose. Whether it is to keep it light hearted and funny, or to focus on creating newer content. Or perhaps he doesn’t think it really matters for the stories he wants to tell. That being said, it’s still weird, funny, and cool how several theories seem to make perfect sense. Figuring things out ourselves is also a lot of fun. 

Ella: I agree! Some things definitely go deeper than the surface level, and then there’s just parts that make you wonder why you ever joined the fandom. (Although, Nekotalia always cracks me up.) There are also things that will probably never require an explanation.

I’m leaning more towards: Hima is constantly changing or removing things to fit new plots. We see that a lot with deleted strips or contradictory material on his blog. He’s also very receptive to what we want as fans, and I just think that’s so cool. It is fun, mostly because it disproves critical opinions of Hetalia on the basis of it being thoughtless.

day eighteen:
learn 5 idioms

Älä osta sikaa säkissä = don’t buy a pig in a bag
Always make sure you know what you are buying. 

Nostaa kissa pöydälle = to lift the cat onto the table
To start talking about a difficult subject. 

Vintti pimeni = the attic blacked out
Someone fainted.

Pihkassa = in resin
Having a crush on someone. 

Kuin kaksi marjaa = like two berries
Two people or things that seem extremely alike; two peas in a pod. 

De sol a sol = From sun to sun
All day long. 

Volver a misma canción = To return to the same song
To repeat the same old story.

Como un elefante en una cacharrería = like an elephant in a crockery shop.
If someone is being loud or they are clumsy or indelicate.

Muerto el perro, se acabó la rabia = Death of the dog, end of the rabies. 
To solve a problem, the best approach is to attack the cause or get to the root of it.

De noche, todos los gatos son pardon =  By night, all cats are brownish-gray.
In the darkness, people look pretty much the same.
Steve Miller Band - Space Cowboy
Please note: This is the REAL Space Cowboy! Not The Joker!

ok i think the words from this need no explaining :) @tinkdw @mittensmorgul

Originally posted by deanjackles

I told you ‘bout living in the U.S. of A.
Don’t you know that I’m a gangster of love
Let me tell you people that I found a new way
And I’m tired of all this talk about love
And the same old story with a new set of words
About the good and the bad and the poor
And the times keep on changin’
So I’m keepin’ on top
Of every fat cat who walks through my door

I’m a space cowboy
Bet you weren’t ready for that
I’m a space cowboy
I’m sure you know where it’s at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was born on this rock
And I’ve been travelin’ through space
Since the moment I first realized
What all you fast talkin’ cats would do if you could
You know, I’m ready for the final surprise
There ain’t no way around it
Ain’t nothing to say
That’s gonna satisfy my soul deep inside
All the prayers and surveyors
Keep the whole place uptight
While it keeps on gettin’ darker outside

I’m a space cowboy
Bet you weren’t ready for that
I’m a space cowboy
I’m sure you know where it’s at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I see the show downs, slow downs, lost and found, turn arounds
The boys in the military shirts
I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies
And I don’t let my friends get hurt
All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers
Better find something new to say
Cause you’re the same old story
It’s the same old crime
And you got some heavy dues to pay

I’m a space cowboy
Bet you weren’t ready for that
I’m a space cowboy
I’m sure you know where it’s at
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A memorial made of polished ash colored stone
Covered with a memory from the past
With vibrant paint strokes of two others of the present
Whispering many secrets to the universe
Hoping it may understand

A brittle bench with black brass railings
And old chipped paint that can no longer be deciphered
Holds up the trust between the two
Who have dropped memories like loose change at its feet
As if the cracked pavement was a wishing well

Two lonely but content maroon color leather chairs
With rips and busted stitching  
Erupting from the seams with exuberant joy
With moments that have been stuffed into the cushions
Unable to hold each and every one

A library clogged delighted with books
And years old stories
Guarding the secrets
Precious happiness
And our adventures that have been  imprinted on the walls
Like a fortress with aisles upon aisles of universes acting as guardians 

Filled with memories that can’t be forgotten
Colored with laughter spilling every which way
Ringing in the small nook
Hidden behind aisles of books
There’s something beautiful about a shared secret
That was growing and knocking against one’s chest like a prisoner

I edited this poem AGAIN. Hope it sounds better? Feedback?

The First Woman to Translate the ‘Odyssey’ Into English
The classicist Emily Wilson has given Homer’s epic a radically contemporary voice.
By Wyatt Mason

“Tell me about a complicated man.
Muse, tell me how he wandered and was lost
when he had wrecked the holy town of Troy,
and where he went, and who he met, the pain
he suffered in the storms at sea, and how
he worked to save his life and bring his men
back home. He failed to keep them safe; poor fools,
they ate the Sun God’s cattle, and the god
kept them from home. Now goddess, child of Zeus,
tell the old story for our modern times.
Find the beginning.”


More sneak previews from the reboot of Knite :)

Some people have pointed out in the last preview that the older version had a more dreamy feel to it while the new one feels more sterile. This is intentional as the reboot is not meant to be a retelling of the old story with new art, but a new darker story set in the same world. Ch1 will start out mostly the same as the original, but everything afterwards will be vastly different.

My team and I are still working on chapter 1 and I’m excited to share the results with everyone as soon as it’s finished :D Stay tuned!


I have such a strong love of old timey werewolf stories. They often have a lot of shame associated with them, which is why they also involve religion. Even The Wolfman had a scene where Talbot can’t bring himself to enter a church because he feels too dirty.

My fascination with monks mainly comes from the drama of men who are expected to live a pious life but usually have a really hard time doing so, so they lend themselves very well to this sort of werewolf story.

Dark Souls 1 DLC: you know that legendary hero and Abyssal force mentioned in the lore? Here they are

Dark Souls 2 DLC: you know that great level design that wasn’t in the main game? Here it is

Bloodborne DLC: you know those historical figures and great one mentioned in the lore? Here they are! Also living failures

Dark Souls 3 DLC: you know all those loose ends and confusing timelines and the cool setting of Londor? Fuck them and fuck you, get fucked to death by an unkillable murder nun and some painter girl’s old ass uncle, the story is now about blood paint, fuck you,,