and im going out tonight

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and yet again I try to draw cool shit but cant decide what to go with in the end

also dont let yourself be fooled by the art bc here’s what I think abt it: this can be fucking hilarious

so heres a list of hcs aka a list of things I might have to draw sometimes later bc its ass oclock rn and I gotta travel tomorrow but this is rly good AU why is organization-type AUs so good

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anonymous asked:

Dark frogopera give us the taako shitpost

hjsdkhdkhdjsakhj my friend @vollmetall was doing ms paint drawings and fused some taako legs and a head and i was cr acking up so i drew the horrible leggo

They’re saps

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Fav. Reading List

A masterlist of fics that I really love reading.
updated: 1.17.17

Okay, so I have a bunch of fics that I keep in my “likes” so I could read over and over again, but now they’re getting burried. I would use my drafts, but I already use that for fics that I’m going to read lol
these are all Bucky unless stated otherwise

Series (may contain smut) 

Hey Neighbor 2 3 4 • by @demonsebastian (Pietro)
If We Were A Movie 2 3 4 • by @rayswritingcorner
Bring Me To My Knees 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 • by @mattymattymerduck
House Of Memories 2 3 4 5 by @writingbarnes
My Joy 2 3 4 5 • by @assembletheimagines
Do Me A Favor 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 + drab • by @bovaria 
Marked 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 • by @matthewmurrdock
Have I Made You Uncomfortable 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 • by @marveliskindacool
Downpour 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 + EP • by @bionic-buckyb
Longing 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 by @sebbytrash
In An Instant 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 by @marvel-ash
Right Here Waiting 2 3 4 5 6 • by @such-fun

(if • marked at the end of a chapter, the series is finished)

Absolute Fluff 

• Since When Was I Your Best Girl? by @capnbbarnes
• It’s Just Borrowing by @bovaria
• Dance With Me by @spiderbarnes
• Slurred Confessions by @bovaria
• Why Are You So Quiet? by @demonsebastian
• Is Bucky Ticklish? by @she-who-nailed-it (i was obsessed with this one)
• Captain’s Mischiefs by @bovaria
• Clueless by @writingbarnes (Sebastian)
• Not Just Pretending by @matthewmurrdock
• The First Kick by @buckystories
• Drunken Shenanigans by @bovaria
• Domestic Bucky by @jarnesbrnes
Beautiful Things by @capsbuchanan (ouch)
The Little Things by @wakandasoldier
To Know Oneself by @jarnesbrnes
Don’t Hit Yourself by @bovaria

Short Stories (wc: 5k+) *smut

Just A Dream* [wc:8300+] by @winchester-with-wings (this is a work of art)
Prisoner Of War [wc:6800+]by @wakandasoldier (my heart)
Suburban Safe House* [wc:5300+] by @winchester-with-wings

Pure Smut

• Hiding by @just-call-me-mrs-captain (this was the first fic i ever read guys)
Thinning My Patience by @avengersandchill
A Whole New World by @after-avenging-hours 
Sex With Bucky Barnes by @fvckingavengers
Bucky Barnes & The Three Plums by @demonsebastian
Not Going Anywhere + Sequel by @just-call-me-mrs-captain
Bucky Drabble by @fvckingavengers
Post-WS Bucky Drabble by @winchester-with-wings
Addicted by @fvckingavengers
Right In Front Of Me by @mrs-squirrel-chester
July by @mattymattymerduck (Steve)

Miscellaneous 

• Coffee. Black. No Sugar. by @demonsebastian
• I Win by @demonsebastian (sexual tension, but not smut)
• Awkwardly Tangled by @lowkeybxrnes
• Imagine Bucky by @aprofoundbondwithdean (metal arm)
• The Skirt Is Short On Purpose by @fanfic-super-chick
• Bucky Drabble by @mangosoldier (short af but broke my heart)
• A Figment Of Imagination by @mangosoldier (^contin. Bucky Drab)
• Little Warrior by @wakandasoldier (T’challa)
• Neighbors by @rogerthat-bucky
A Field Trip & A Metal Arm by @waitingfortherightpartner
Our Last Night by @bovaria (reader beware)
Get The Girl by @stories-from-stark-tower
The Last by @rayswritingcorner
Picture This by @pleasecallmecaptain
Dancing On My Own + Sequel by @fallen-stark

Also, some of the series are still ongoing. If something is wrong, please tell me so I can fix it asap! Other than that, enjoy these talented writers and their amazing fics ~

“La Luna” - Chapter One

Story Summary: Meet Jeremy Connors. Eighteen-year-old high school senior who isn’t well liked at Midwood High; most people consider him a “weirdo” for being so quiet and talking to his only friend, Harry Burks. As a way to escape this mundane life, he dreams at night of a beautiful girl. A girl that makes him happier than he is during the day and is as beautiful as the moon. He calls her Luna, since he only meets her when the sun sets on the horizon and the moon rises while he drifts off into a deep sleep. Alas, Luna is indeed a real girl, who later on transfers to Midwood and makes an appearance in Jeremy’s life. Will she be the same as the girl in his dreams or will he realize that dreams can create unrealistic expectations?

Author’s Note: So, this is the first chapter! It’s kinda short (or long, depending on what your definition of both are) but let me know if you like it! Feedback is appreciated :)


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so i have medical issues that generally can be summed up as “we have no idea why this is happening” and “this may be a direct result of a traumatic injury but we are not sure if thats the case or if there was just bad follow up care” but either way its happening. and for the most part I’m working on treatment for these things and my family has been… more or less supportive. and then theres my mom. who has been under the impression that I’m overweight or fat or both or something since i developed boobs. and its one of those weight dictates health not one of those health isn’t dictated by weight scenarios. if your fat in her eyes you are unhealthy. except I’m about 98% sure the only person this applies to is me. and to her I’m fat. now. look. i dont have a negative body image or self esteem issues which is a fucking miracle growing up with her. i know what i look like. Im 5′8″ and weigh 145. i ride upwards of 20+ horses a week and do pretty hard physical labor on top of that. muscle weighs a lot more then fat anyways and I am doing fine on the bmi scale (which personally i think is bullshit but whatever) my mother on the other hand thinks i need to weigh 120 to be healthy again. as if that magic number will solve all my problems. (thats fucking underweight for my height and i would probably drop dead at that weight tbh mostly cause when i am that weight from experience i know that maintaining that is near impossible for me and ill start dropping even more pounds and suddenly be in the hospital - having no fat reserves on your body and then doing as much work as i do and fuck id probably not be able to function within a month of dropping to 120 cause ill suddenly be 110 or something)

anyways my mother thinks she’s allergic to wheat, which she might be i dont know and she doesnt know but she’s convinced. and therefor since she must be allergic to wheat I’m probably allergic to wheat and thats why I’m having all these problems. isn’t that fucked up? so now i have to ward off texts about how i shouldn’t eat bread, or pasta, or pizza, or whatever and how i need to take care of myself and do my own research “because dont you see this is why you have so many problems!” (direct quote right there i had to delete my fucking name from the end of it… i just typed it up and then got mad and had to walk away for a second) yeah. 

anyways this came up cause i just got a text from her telling me to go gluten free.

thank god she doesnt believe in being a vegan

she does believe in those shake diets though. which. ugh thats a whole different rant I’m not gonna get into it

…..as i was adding tags i got a new text from her that says

“well… u can help yourself… living on medication for the rest of your life is not a good idea.”

         on your left you’ll see R going to bed before 11pm

so this seems like a good time to remind people:

The powers of the president (executive branch)

  • can propose laws
  • can veto laws
  • can nominate candidates for the supreme court
  • can sign treaties

The powers of congress (legislative branch)

  • can propose laws
  • can veto laws
  • can confirm/deny candidates for the supreme court
  • can fund or de-fund laws
  • can impeach the president

The powers of the supreme court (judicial branch)

  • can veto laws
  • can determine what a law means
  • can decide if a law violates the consitution
  • can decide how laws apply to a certian case if smaller courts couldn’t

so this is me telling you things arent going to be that bad (offcially) for a long long time because of how long it takes to get laws passed or to get things funded

socially things are going to be bad of course, trump’s big mouth is going to get other countires to hate us, his supporters are going to do awful awful things, but laws will not be made overnight.

across 8 years obama tried for 7 new things and only 5 got passed. trump will not get much done at all except getting people pissed off at him

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Tyler Seguin - Communication

A/N - Writing an imagine where the reader and Tyler didn’t end up living happily ever after basically broke my heart so im lowkey upset rn

“So, I’m going out tonight with the girls babe. Just so you know.” I said as I stood in the master bathroom of our shared apartment getting ready.

“What?” Tyler called from the bed. “You told me you were going to my game tonight.” He challenged.

“No, I didn’t. I told you on Monday that I was going out tonight with the girls. Jenna and Isabelle are in town and I never get to see them anymore so we are doing dinner and drinks downtown.” I explained as I continued to change out my earrings.

“You definitely didnt. I was planning on you being there tonight.” He argued, now standing in the doorway of our bathroom.

“I did, Tyler! I don’t know what to tell you. I’m going out with them tonight. It’s been planned for awhile.” I told him, rolling my eyes.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me. I really wanted you to be there tonight.” He said, storming away.

“I’m sure it’ll be playing at the bar!” I called after him.

“Oh great, I hope you enjoy watching it at the bar!” He yelled sarcastically.

“Come on, Tyler. What difference does it make? I’ll watch as much of it as I can.” I screamed, walking over to him in the hallway.

“What difference does it make, really?” He said quietly.

“Yeah! What difference does it make? I go to as many of your games as I can. Just let me have one night out with my friends.” I begged.

“Take them to the game.” He said as he walked into the living room.

“Maybe I don’t want to watch you play. Maybe I just want a break from hockey.” I said in an angry tone.

“Oh.” Tyler said as he turned around. “Oh. Okay. I see. YOU want a break from hockey. Because it’s you out there working your ass off, for your fans, for your city, for your family that made so many scarifies so you could get to where you are. That’s you. It’s totally understandable as to why YOU need a break. You’re supposed to be there to support me. But thanks for making it clear that you’re not interested in that.” He said as he shoved past me. His face was bright red from yelling and veins were popping out of his neck.

“That’s not what I meant, Tyler. You know that.” I yelled back.

“No, I don’t know what you meant. This is your problem, you always assume that I just know how you’re feeling about everything. You never communicate anything.” He began, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh, I don’t communicate anything? How about you randomly leaving for Canada one night after a loss and completely going MIA? Do you know how worried I was about you?” I fought back.

“I already apologized for that. Don’t bring it up. You know you’re the one with the problem.” He pressed.

“I’m not the one with the problem! And as far as I’m concerned, anything that has happened in our relationship is fair game. Kind of like all those countless nights that you didn’t communicate with me as far as where you were, how drunk you were planning on getting and what girls you wanted to have grind all over you.” I said, pointing and yelling at him.

“Maybe it’s just us.” He said quietly, shaking his head.

“Maybe we just have to figure out how to talk to each other better.” I suggested, taking a deep breath from yelling.

“I guess so.” Tyler said. “And just so you know, the reason I wanted you at the game tonight was so I could propose to you at center ice.”

“Tyler..” I said, feeling awful now.

“But I guess that’s not going to happen.” He told me, walking out.