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Net Neutrality

When I first saw the post, I didn’t know how to react. “Prices constricting websites rising yet again.” I sat there, baffled, unsure of how I was going to pay my internet bill, let alone my rent. This was the fourth time in the past three months they’d decided to jack up the prices.

“I’m not sure where all that money was going, but at this point, they’ve probably got enough to employ a small army.”

I turned to look at my door. Within the dark frame stood my sister. She made her way over rotting floorboards and piles of trash until I could make out her face in the pale glow of my monitor.

I studied her ever-thinning frame, concerned that she wasn’t getting enough food. We both knew, however, that she was getting all the food that she possibly could have.

“Rachel, you don’t look healthy,” I said. “You’ve got to get something into your system.”

Ignoring me completely, she said. “I think this is another full raise. Didn’t take them long to figure out that raising every website at once is going to fund their greedy habits much better.”

I turned back to the monitor, noting that the brightness was dimming slowly. I’d have to pay soon or it’s going to shut down. I looked back up to my sister’s fragile frame, weighing my options.

She stared at me, puzzled. “Nathan, what are you doing? Pay the fee or it’ll shut down the computer.”

Finally settling on my choice. I watched at the display slowly faded until we we’re bathed in shadow. I precariously made my way to the light switch, once almost stepping on a jagged edge that would have sliced my decaying shoes to pieces.

I flipped the switch. Nothing.

“They shut the power off last week. We didn’t pay the bill. You told me we could just use the computer lights.”

My sister pulled a lighter out of her tattered pocket, and did her best to combat the darkness that had taken over the room. I looked at my surroundings. I hadn’t left this room in weeks. Had the walls always been this shade of mold?

“Let’s go downstairs.” I said to Rachel. When we arrived in what we once called our “kitchen”, she confronted me with my inaction as the computer faded.

“You need to eat more. This week’s computer wage is going to go into your stomach.”

“I’m not that hungry, I ate on Sunday.”

“Rachel, it’s Friday night.”

Ever shy in the face of confrontation, she backed off and sat on a small trash-less spot on the floor.

“I’m going to walk to the store and find us something to eat, you stay there.” I told her. “Don’t let anyone in.”

“Who would want to get in here anyways.” she mumbled, but complied non-the-less.

After a few hard pulls, the door came unstuck, replaced by a wall of humidity and heat. I was taken aback initially. It must’ve been, what, four months since I left the house? Five? It’s hard to keep track when the computer doesn’t sleep.

As I hurried on the sidewalk, eager to end my errand as fast as possible, I saw the familiar glow of LEDs from just about every window on the block. Each house was falling apart, but at least they had their internet, right?

In the store, there was one attendant, who was nice enough to instruct me in where to find what I needed. The faster I get home, the better. I don’t like being out here.

As I rounded the corner to my street, I saw lights from within my home. Shit, is someone raiding my setup? I rushed in to find my sister gagged and bound on her knees. Next to her were two men in riot gear. There was a third in front of them, clearly instructing them.

At the sound of the door they turned, and with a smile on his face, the head officer looked at me.

“Ah, Nathan, is it?”

Unsure of what to say, I just stood there, groceries in hand, the outside climate still breathing down my neck.

“It says in your file that you’ve stopped paying your internet bill. Is that true? That would be such a shame. It would mean we have to take you away.” He said with a faux sadness in his voice.

Angered at how he was treating my sister, I charged him, swinging the only thing i had at him as a weapon. There isn’t much a can of meat can do against someone in kevlar except to annoy them.

He smirked at me, and then sent a left hook to my jaw that toppled me to the ground. Dazed, I tried to get to my sister as she screamed through her gag. The man planted his boot firmly on my back, pinning me to the rotting floor.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, an audible smirk in his voice.

“No one can live without the internet, Nathan.”

The Arrangement (pt 10)

You woke up around 6 in the morning. Though you were incredibly tired, you had too much on your mind and sleep didn’t consume you like you thought it would. It was still dark outside at this time, and you were slightly hungry. Now that you were eating for two, you were eating more frequently. 

You were scared to go out into the kitchen though. What if Jimin was also awake? You weren’t ready to face him yet. There were so many things that he had said and you wondered how long he had his doubts about your relationship. Did he still love you? Did he still love your baby? 

You tried to calm down again. You sat down and thought about the situation at hand. If you were in his shoes, what would you have thought? It was a little ridiculous to plan for a birthday party about two months in advance, you had to admit it. But it was the only way you could pull off the party with your work schedule. You thought back to all the times you tried to hide your phone away from Jimin or closed your laptop when he came and sat next to you. I guess you really did seem suspicious. 

But did that warrant the things he had said. The hurtful things? If you were in his shoes…. you would have talked to him. You would have asked him straight up. Why? Because you love him and trust him. Sure, things were moving fast between you two, but didn’t he always assure you that he felt the same way you did? That you both were on the same page?

Clearly not. You realized that maybe he didn’t trust you as much as you trust him. So maybe your love him outweighed his love for you. So where exactly did that leave you and your baby?

You rubbed your hand over your growing stomach. You had been busy for the past few months sure, but your love for the baby grew each and every single second. When you first heard the heartbeat, you cried. You made the baby your number one priority. You still worked hard at work and tried to balance your new life. Clearly you didn’t do such a good job. But like you said, the baby was your first priority. You were determined to work things out with Jimin for the sake of the baby. But you still needed time to settle your emotions. You needed time.

Jimin had made his way back to his shared room with you after trying to get you to open the door. He felt terrible. He should have just talked to you first! He should have never doubted you. Why then, did he? He decided that it was because he was too afraid. Too afraid to lose you. And as these thoughts flooded his mind, he eventually fell asleep on the empty bed, wishing so much that you were there in his arms. 

When he woke up, the sun was shining and he turned to the clock. It was already 9! He jumped out of bed and quickly brushed his teeth. He ran out the room hoping to find you. Your door was open! He ran in, only to find it empty. As he walked back towards the kitchen, he noticed breakfast already on the table. So you were awake. Where the hell did you go on a Sunday morning?

A little note caught his eye on the table though. It read “I need time before we can talk about this. Please just give me that much”. He didn’t know how he felt after reading it. At least you were willing to talk to him at some point in the future. But he just wanted to hold you, hug you, and kiss you at this very moment. But he knew that he shouldn’t push you or his luck. So with some gratitude, he ate the breakfast made for him and sauntered back to his room, wasting his day away.

You went to your best friend, Suji’s house and decided to spend your day there. She could tell you were upset, and you finally told her everything. Everything from the beginning. About how the marriage was forced, how Jimin and you were so unhappy at the beginning of the marriage. Even everything that happened last night. 

To say that Suji was shocked was an understatement. She listened patiently and she was crying along with you by the time you were done. “How could you have not told me anything till now! You’re my best friend and I didn’t know you were struggling like this!” she all but yelled at you. You gave her a sad smile. 

“Sorry” you said. “It was hard not telling you, trust me. But I couldn’t you risk telling my parents, I know how close you are with them” you reasoned. 

“What makes you think I won’t tell them all this now?” she questioned. Your smile fell. 

“Suji please don’t. I just couldn’t take it anymore and I told you everything. I can’t deal with the stress of you telling my parents. Please, I’m begging you” you said. 

“I’m just messing with you. I won’t tell them. But you need to start telling me everything too! I swear to god, if I see Jimin I’m going to slap him silly” she said, trying to lighten the mood. “Are you going to forgive him?” she asks.

“I need to talk things through with him honestly. But I can see where he could have had his doubts. But I’m still really hurt with what he said. But I…I just love him so much Suji. I don’t want us to fall apart because of this. I think we can get through it. He did look really apologetic afterall” you reasoned. 

“Ok, but if he pulls anything else I won’t keep quiet” she says. 

“And you won’t have to” you promised. 

The next couple of days were terrible for both you and Jimin. He was trying so so hard to give you the space you wanted, but it was eating at him. He wanted to talk to you again! Meanwhile, you didn’t know when to start talking to him again. You simply made his meals and went to work. You didn’t say anything to him but you missed him like crazy. You needed to talk to him soon. Jimin hated being at home with you when you were just going to ignore him so he would try to spend time with his friends. Usually, he would just end up drunk though. 

Taehyung meanwhile noticed the change in you both. He felt bad and he knew he shouldn’t get into it, but he hated seeing you both like this. So, he decided that he needed to get you two to talk. Jimin had texted him to meet at a bar later tonight, so he decided to ask you to get dinner around the same time. If he was lucky, he could make you two run into each other and force you two to start talking again. 

Jimin waited patiently at the bar for Taehyung to arrive. But it seemed like Taehyung was running late, so Jimin started on a drink before his friend arrive. Since the party, Taehyung didn’t bring up the situation again, and for that Jimin was thankful. He still couldn’t tell his friend what he had accused both you and him of. 

Jimin felt a pair of arms snake around his waist and he jumped at the sensation and turned around to see who it was. To his disappointment, it was his ex. 

“What are you doing here, gorgeous?” she purred. Jimin wanted to visibly gag, but he kept it in.

“None of your business” he said, turning back around and taking another sip of his drink.

“Oh come on. Clearly things aren’t going well. Otherwise why would you be here on a weekday night instead of being with the mom to be?” she asked, sitting down next to him. Jimin rolled his eyes.

“You’re the reason for this. If you.. If you hadn’t placed those thoughts in my head.. I could be.. I could be happy right now” he said, honestly. But he knew that he couldn’t really blame his ex completely. He was the one who spewed the hateful words to you and he could never take that back. Jimin downed his drink at the thought. 

Jimin stopped paying attention to his ex, who was practically drooling at him. He couldn’t get his mind off of you and anything that Jiah had said went in through one ear and out the other

Taehyung had suggested you grab drink at a local bar. You thought it was suspicious, especially since you couldn’t drink at a time like this but he assured you that they had really good food. You didn’t really think twice, and went along with him. You were quite hungry after all. 

Meanwhile Jimin was getting increasingly frustrated. Not only was Taehyung running late, but Jiah was talking his ear off. Though the alcohol calmed him down a little, it also gave him to confidence to finally tell Jiah off for good. 

“Jiminie don’t you remember all the fun trips we took together? Those were so much fun, don’t you miss those days? Remember the ski trip we took? It was so cold! Maybe we can go to Hawaii or something next, I’ve heard is absolutely gorgeous.” she rambled. It kind of amazed Jimin how dense she was. What did he ever even see in her?

“Jiah, I’m only going to say this once so listen carefully. I don’t like you. I don’t have any feelings for you left. I have a wife and a kid on the way and I love them to pieces, ok? They are my world now. There is place left for you in my life, so I kindly suggest you leave when I’m still being nice”  he said, finally facing her. 

Jiah was surprised to say the least. Jimin was never this…rude to her. Even when he broke up with her, he was pretty nice about the whole thing. But this, fueled her anger. She huffed and got up out of her seat. She made it across the bar near the entrance when she saw both you and Taehyung approaching the bar. If she couldn’t have Jimin, then no else could, she thought. 

She quicky made her way back to Jimin, who had her back faced towards her. Taehyung looked around to find Jimin, and his eyes landed on Jiah, who also made eye contact with him. Taehyung was so confused and before he could register what was going on, Jiah turns around Jimin and kisses him. Taehyung lets out a little gasp and you follow his eyes to sight in front of you. There stood Jimin, kissing another woman. 

You let out a little gasp yourself. Your eyes immediately begin to water and your heart breaks all over again. You spent the last couple of days trying to piece it back together, but it was like Jimin came and shattered your heart to even tinier pieces. 

Jiah pulls away, happily and smiles directly at you. Jimin was too shocked to process what even happened. Taehyung had seen enough though. He immediately crosses the bar to confront his friend. You stay by the entrance, not being able to move but you start to sob and people around you were starting to stare. You didn’t even care if people could recognize you at this point.

Jimin wiped away Jiah’s lipstick from his mouth, still finding it hard to believe that she had to audacity to kiss him when he had just told her to get out of his life. “Jiah, what the he-” Jimin started before someone grabbed him by the collar. 

“How fucking dare you” Taehyung all but growls as he lifts Jimin up from his seat by the collar of his shirt. “How could you do that to Y/n?” Taehyung questions still. If people weren’t looking before, they sure as hell were now.

“T-Taehyung-ah” Jimin stutters out. Jimin theoretically didn’t do anything wrong, but his friend didn’t know that. To anybody else, it would just seem like two people sharing a kiss. 

“You said you loved her. How could…how could you be kissing Jiah now?” Taehyung continued, his anger only increasing. During their little encounter, Jiah had also conveniently slipped out but not before giving you one last smirk before exiting the bar. 

Jimin ran his hands through his hair and shook his head, trying not to meet his friends eyes. Why couldn’t he just say that Jiah was the one who forcefully kissed him? While trying to formulate words, Jimin’s eyes landed on you by the entrance. HIs eyes widened in shock. “Y-Y/N” he whispered. 

You finally made eye contact with your husband and your sobs only increased. Jimin tried to break free from Taehyung’s grip, but Taehyung had pulled him right back. 

“No, I think you’ve done enough damage” Taehyung said, firmly gripping onto Jimin. Both Taehyung and Jimin turned to face you and it hurt them both so much to see you in this state. You held one hand over your baby bump and another over your mouth to stifle the sobs. You couldn’t stand there anymore and ran out the bar. 

“No, wait!” Jimin yelled across the bar and tried to break free from Taehyung’s grip once again. “For the love of God, let me go Taehyung!” he yelled back at his friend. “I need to get to her, please. It wasn’t what it looked like” he said, pleading now. Taehyung looked into Jimin’s eyes and knew that he was probably telling you the truth. He hesitantly let him go.

Jimin quickly grabbed his phone and ran out behind you, but only to see you quickly get into a taxi. He ran up to the taxi, but it was too late. You were already driving away. Jimin paced around the street, frantic. Where was his car? He needed to follow you! Taehyung ran out behind him. 

“I don’t think you can drive right now, let me drive you” he said. And before Jimin could answer, Taehyung had already ran to fetch his car. Soon enough, Taehyung pulled up on the street with his car. Jimin quickly jumped in, but your taxi was long gone. The boys decided that you were probably heading home though, so they drove there as fast as they could.

You couldn’t control your sobs in the taxi. Even the driver gave you pitiful looks. “Uh, where to, young miss?” he asked slowly. You gave him the address to your friends house. You called her along the way, but unfortunately she was out of town on a business trip, but she told you where she kept the spare key and told you to stay for as long as you liked. Suji, your friend, knew not to push the matter, especially over the phone. But she still told you to call her once you somewhat calmed down. She knew that Jimin was probably the reason why, but being out of town made Suji feel helpless. What could she even do?

“Y/N, I know you’re really upset right now and we can talk about that later. But sweetheart I need you to take care of yourself, at least for the sake of your baby ok? Please try to calm down a little and call me again once you’ve settled down. Stay as long as you need, ok? I’ll be back in around 3 days” she says. You could only mumble a yes before hanging up. You were thankful for Suji, but you were in no state to be thanking her right now, especially when talking was hard over your sobs.

Jimin kept urging Taehyung to drive faster and as they pulled into the front drive way, Jimin practically jumped out of the car before the car even stopped. Jimin frantically tried to open the door with his keys, but his hands were shaking too much. He just had to see you and explain things to you and make things right. He promised himself that he wouldn’t be making any more mistakes, but this wasn’t something he saw coming. Hell, it wasn’t really even his fault. 

Jimin finally opened the door, but the house was dark and empty. He quickly turned on all the lights and ran around the house, hoping to find you in one of the rooms. Taehyung slowly walked in after, watching as Jimin ran around, yelling out your name. “Jimin, I don’t think she’s here….” Taehyung says, rather silently. Jimin stops in his tracks. 

“Do you just think she hasn’t got here yet?” he asks. But he knew the answer. You weren’t coming home tonight. 

Three days go by and Jimin is desperate at this point. He couldn’t find you and you weren’t answering your phone. Even Taehyung tried to get a hold of you, but failed. He felt like this was partially his fault since he was the one who brought you to the bar in the first place. 

Jimin could function, not when he didn’t know where or how you were. Were you ok? Were you eating? Sleeping? How was the baby? He knew this time was crucial for the baby, and he didn’t even want to imagine anything happening to the baby. 

And what was worse? He couldn’t even tell his parents or yours. Every time they called, he would lie and give them an excuse as per why you couldn’t come to the phone. The guilt was eating him alive, and Jimin was dying to see you, and make sure you were ok. 

Jimin tried to think back to all your friends that you had told him about. But his mind was drawing a blank. Instead, he had his friends look into it the first day you were gone. By the third day though, Taehyung had found the address of your best friend. Taehyung remembers you telling him about her, perhaps even setting up a blind date for the two of them. He had kindly declined at the time. He even ran into her at Jimin’s party. 

Taehyung texted Jimin the address and Jimin rushed out the house the second he saw the text. He knew there was a chance that you wouldn’t be there, but he was willing to try anyone or any place at the moment.

The last three days for you were…terrible. You hadn’t been able to stop crying and you honestly felt numb. You couldn’t eat properly or sleep. You tried, you honestly did. You tried to force down some food for the sake of your baby, but it was just so hard. You were under an immense amount of stress. Suji still wasn’t back from her trip, but she had texted you that she would be back soon.

You woke up that morning and you immediately felt like something was different…something was wrong. You were more dizzy than usualy and there was a dull pain in your stomach. You tried to push the feeling away and thought you were just hungry. So you brushed your teeth and washed your face, hoping you would feel somewhat better, but the dizziness persisted. 

You tried to make your way to the kitchen, but you had to hold on to the sides of the bed or the table to steady yourself. By the time you got to the small living room, that dull pain suddenly felt more sharp and tears started to well up in your eyes. 

You heard a loud knock on the door. You tried your best to walk to the door without stumbling. You prayed to god that it would be Suji, and hopefully she could take care of you because you were honestly about to pass out at any moment. You opened the door and your eyes started to droop, but you could make out the figure in front of you. “J-Jimin” you started. 

“Y/N, baby, I’m so sorry. I promise it wasn’t what it looked like, ok? Jiah is the ex I told you abou–” he started, trying to explain things quickly. He was too scared and nervous and he didn’t even seem to realize that state you were in. But before he could get another word out, your interrupted him. You pulled at his shirt.

“J-Jim-Jimin. Hel-help me” you said, before finally passing out and falling into his arms. Jimins eyes widen in shock as he falls to the floor with you in his hands.

“Y/n? Y/N-yah? What’s wrong? Baby? Are you ok?” he asked frantically, tapping on your cheek lightly trying to get you to open your eyes. Jimin’s heart raced a million miles a second, especially when you had no signs of opening your eyes. Thankfully, you were still breathing. But that’s when Jimin saw it. 

That’s when Jimin saw the blood rolling down the sides of your legs

A/N: I’ll end this part here. WHEW talk about angst?! And on that note…happy early thanksgiving! PLEASE tell me what you thought about this part in the comments below or to my inbox. Any feedback is appreciated. I honestly read each and every single comment. Also, I don’t proof read so sorry for all the mistakes. 

Previous Parts: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9


Ok this took me a while and I’m still not done with all the drawings I want to draw for this but let me start from the beginning. Some time ago I saw one or two posts about the idea that cup and mug would be working for the devil instead of bringing back the contrakts and this idea made me think of an au. 

Technakly this au isn’t original made by me but here is my version of this idea. (by the way I’m sorry that I didn’t link the posts but I didn’t liked or reblogged them and now i cand find them anymore D: I’M SO SORRY!). 

The Early Gamble au.  

In this Au Cuphead and Mugman lost ther souls to the devil befor all the bosses in the game do. Because of that the Devil remember that King dice need some new employees for the casino and he came with the idea to let the kids work there depts off with this.

Instead of running in fear back to elder kettel and gain ther magic abilitys to fight, they had to stay in the casino and began there lifes there.

While Cuphead is a natural with gamble and getting easy along with people, mugman has it a little difficult to find himself in this new role. King Dice however found out what Mugmans ture potentioal was. No poker face was a challenge for the little mug to see through

Original I’ve planed to draw a comic for this au and I still think i will but since it take me so long to draw the sketches for the pages I’ve decidet to draw some normal sketches and show it to you guys.
I don’t know how long it will take me to draw the pages because I’m still a trainee and have not so much time i wish i had but I will try my best.

By the way my ask box is open :)

P.S: I’m sorry if i made some errors in my writing. 

I’m having a hard time sleeping tonight, so I’ll make one more post relating to the holiday tomorrow. (Also, those of you who sent asks, I saw them, I’m just waiting until I can actually properly respond.)

Good nonbinary pals or trans sirs, please do make sure to take care if you are binding this Thanksgiving (or any time, really). Don’t spend all day in a binder, don’t go over 8 hours, listen to your body when it starts to hurt, and for the love of all that is good, please don’t use bandages. I know other blogs have said these things plenty of times, but some people are still somehow unaware of what’s safe and what isn’t. It sucks to come home in pain because you didn’t know any better.

If you want, you can go to the restroom every so often, take it off for a few minutes, and put it back on when you feel ready to. These little breaks really do help in the long run and they feel really nice after even an hour of wearing a binder. If you don’t have a safe way of binding, I’d rather you wear multiple shirts if you can, even a slightly snug undershirt is better for you than completely constricting your chest (as long as the undershirt isn’t something you have to force yourself to fit into, because that’s also bad). DO NOT double bind, that’s just unsafe. I don’t want any of you going home with a bruised up chest. You can give yourself actual cancer if you do this sort of thing. It’s okay if you’re not completely flat, no one is. It doesn’t make you any less of a man if you’re not 100% flat chested.

And remember that no matter what, you’re always valid and accepted here. Have a Happy Thanksgiving and always stay safe.

anonymous asked:

Hi, Vinnie!!!! I wanted to ask if you'd ever draw fanart of Dustin Kropp who actually had a character design in the revival! Not only because I love him, but also because the way you draw is absolutely stunning!

aww thank you!!

im planning to! i saw some shots of him on their instagram! im still doing some sketches of the new cast in general bc i love them so dhsajklfh

I saw someone on twitter say something like “Henry’s mustache better be damn important in MI6″ 

And I mean, yeah, I hate the pornstache but in regards to the cgi face, even if he had shaved none of those reshoots were necessary, like the dialogue would’ve still been gross and ooc. Like I think it was super petty of Paramount but I don’t blame them because they did technically and legally have first dibs. I’m more disgusted that WB went ahead with the reshoots anyway even though none of them were needed and they had to have test footage showing how bad Henry’s face looked. That’s how determined they were to fuck over Superman.


Alex: I’ve… thought on this a lot. But one thing is for sure- M is not and never will be a replacement for Morgan. I did the tests because it was one of the things i refused to let him do that might’ve helped- might’ve meant so many more people would still be with us… but i never did them to get him back. i wouldnt want him back- not with me in the state im in. i dont want to think how disappointed [angry, maybe] he’d be at how easily i let myself go

they saw me through morgan’s eyes in those first few moments and thats the difference. im big brother to both of them now, and.. as much as i love morgan, m needs me more now. i worry over if morgan would get jealous of m, or vice versa, but… m takes priority now. i cant protect morgan anymore. i cant just leave M over what i see as wrong or right. he never asked to go through the tests and be forced into this role- even if he snaps and hurts someone [which i know wouldnt happen, but hypothetically], i’d support him. this world is bigger than me and my fears, and if he needs me then i’ll fight for them until the last. i owe it to them for simply forcing them to exist like this, and beyond that he’s my brother. i didnt fight for morgan and i lost him. im not risking the same with M.

im lucky they forgave me for doing such horrible things to them. if someone is wrong, it’s me.

To all the HIM fans♡

I’m posting this bc I’ve been meaning to for a while, but its Thanksgiving and I immediately thought that HIM is something im forever grateful for.
I don’t know where to start or how to form thoughts because I’m still in denial that my favorite band is done, and I don’t think it has hit me yet that I just saw them for the last time. I’ve known this band for 14 years but started actually really listening to them religiously when I was 10. Watching music videos, interviews, bam and ville goofy stuff, buying all their cds, merchandise, and vinyls, and meeting you guys. I’ve made IN REAL LIFE friends because of this band. I’ve met some of the nicest, funniest, most down to earth people because of HIM. This blog has brought so many strangers closer together, eventually I won’t be posting as much, but I have decided I’m going to keep it, in case any solo stuff happen or for some nostalgic throwback videos and pictures. Whether Ville does solo stuff, or Linde, Burton, or Mige, or you just want to look at how far our favorite band has come and gone, this blog will always be here to welcome you back home to the HIM family.
I want to thank you all, everyone. Anyone who’s ever talked to me on this side blog, anyone who’s reblogged my things and posts and edits, everyone who follows me, and who’s contributed art, funny gifs and HIM related memes, friendship, love, and positivity to this fanbase. All almost 1,000 of you(ive had this side blog for a few years and tbh its amazing that there are that many people who share the same love for these goofballs as i do). We all made this band who they are, and I’ve met so many amazing people these past 10+ years, I’m blessed, we’re blessed.
You’re all amazing, my world is forever changed with having you all been in it at some tiny moment in time. And farewell my Finnish babes, it’s been an honor.
Thank you.

Originally posted by mylovewithdamon

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the-bomb-beanie  asked:

(Not sure if done already). Whats your thought on the sonic advance series?

Advance 1 was the first Sonic game I ever saw in action, and Advance 2 was the first one I actually played. So I have a lot of nostalgic fondness for them as a result.

But even when putting that aside, I still really like them. They have pretty good controls, the characters all have their own cool movesets that never get too complicated, the graphics are some of the most high quality you’ll see in the GBA library, highly underrated soundtracks all around… Advance 3 may be a little too on the Knuckles Chaotix-y side compared to the first two though, but I still like it.

So yeah, I love them very much. And I think they deserve more recognition than they usually receive. The Rush games wouldn’t have existed without them, after all.

anonymous asked:

I saw the "do wss make good SDs" ask and it says WSS aren't very cuddly, but I have followed you for some time and you keep saying how cuddly Kaamos is. Is Kaamos untypical WSS or..?

I imagine cuddlyness probably depends on individual or bloodline. 

Kaamos and his relatives are all varying degrees of cuddly (his full sister and one of his half-sisters are less cuddly than he is but still cuddly), and all WSS I have met irl have been very cuddly with their own people. 

However I know @legendarypaws‘ Absol isn’t very cuddly at all (I assume their reply was the one where you saw the non-cuddlyness?).

@twobigears, @two-sets-of-paws I know you both have/ have had WSS. How was the cuddlyness level in them (and their relatives, if you know of them)?

anonymous asked:

Brig my first con, the thing that pissed me off was out they let Thirsty, Jarett and pants into the photo ops on Sunday. They were just staring plus she had to do marriage pr for them. Also they let thirsty in for Emily's photo ops for Saturday when I saw pants. Instead of texting her or something, pants and her friends had to stand outside the exit curtain to get her attention. At the np, pants was interrupting them and still did not have to moderate. Steve could of done that or Drew could of.

Yeah HVFF need to ban friends of the actors from hanging around their tables and photo ops. People are paying good money for a chance to meet and talk to them and to take photos of them. It’s not fair to the customers. They are there working, would they let CM hover around and distract E & S on set? This is the same. If this was all free for the fans then they could do whatever they wanted but as long as people are paying they need to stop thirsty people from hanging around.

Fuck. I’m so sad. RIP Superman.

I just got news one of my good friends was shot and murdered in his car. He was found with a bullet wound to the head and his murderer is still out there. He was pronounced dead at the scene and found in his car, parked. He stood up to some bullies I had in Elementary school. They used to bully me walking home from school and Logan stood up to them and walked with me most of the way home (he lived close by). We walked together for years and he always looked out for me. Everytime he saw me, even when I didn’t see him, he would walk up to me and ask me how I was doing. We grew up together and even though we didnt hang out hardly at all in high school we ended up drinking together downtown. It had been a while since I last seen him… I wish I could have one more time before this. His favorite superhero was Superman and always wore Superman stuff. He would always wear this Superman hoodie with the cape and one time I wore my Superman onsie and we went downtown and I remember us joking about who wore the cape better. His nickname ended up being Superman. What he did through the years for me and standing up to my bullies when we first met made me look up to him (he was only a year older). He was a real superhero to me. Rest in peace Superman. I’m going to miss you. I love you. I hope you know how much you meant to everyone and how much you meant to me.


Happy 9th anniversary, SHINee!! ♡ ♡ ♡   #9yearswithSHINee