and yes they are all looking down

thekeeperofthesilence  asked:

Can I just say that Jack in a long sleeved black shirt/sweater looks amazing? Cause like. Yes. Very nice. :D Especially with the beard and the mane, he looks... older, but less worn out than we see him in canon. Give a nice mug of hot tea and have him settle down next to the fire or something for a nap, it's be great 💖

// Funny thing is that I didn’t really intend to make Jack wear a long sleeved sweater! i Just didn’t feel like drawing him without a shirt. LOL  

//BUT I’m so glad you the idea! Jack deserves all the comfort he needs! <3 SO HERE IS A QUICK DOODLE

anonymous asked:

So do you just deflect all criticism of Scotland or Europe or...?

Deflect? No.

Back up with factual points? Yes.

I have different views on Russia than some because I study Russian at university and look at international politics from a geopolitical perspective. I’m by no means an expert.

What I do know is that when I put something down, I ensure I’m prepared to back it up. You’d be welcome to search France and Germany’s opposition to Iraq for example. Their opposition is quite well documented.

As for refugees, the right wing media say that refugees are ‘flooding’ into Europe and, while I don’t believe this is the case at all, I believe it’s unfair to say that Europe hasn’t taken any refugees at all. Even the UK has taken refugees, although it was disgusting that Westminster opted not to accept 3000 children.

Again, for the European defence force my personal opinion is that it should be a *defence force*, not a vehicle to assert European 'authority’ anywhere. But as we don’t know what a European military would look like, I don’t have any examples to go off of, so I’ll wait and see if one is planned for creation.

If it was to be created as a European army to counter 'the threat of Russia’ then what would be the point in creating it when we already have NATO to add fuel to tensions?

Zodiac as things they need to stop doing

Aries: stop everything and just focus on one thing

Taurus: stop…. stop stopping, start moving

Gemini: stop making a joke every other minute

Cancer: stop being so sad, not everything is your fault

Leo: stop trying to convince yourself you’re not loved

Virgo: stop worrying about how you look, you look gr8

Libra: stop flirting w everyone thanks

Scorpio: stop tryin to b scary we know ur a softie

Sagittarius: stop talking

Capricorn: stop taking everything so seriously, especially yourself

Aquarius: STOP FUCKING THINKING EVERYTHING IS SUPERFICIAL YOU’RE NOT DEEP FOR IT YOU’RE NOT SMART FOR IT, SHUT THE HELL UP JESUS CHRIST DO YOU EVER STOP LOOKING DOWN ON PEOPLE FOR HAVING FUN, WE GET IT, JUST BECAUSE THE WORLD IS UNJUST DOESNT MEAN WE HAVE TO SPEND EVERY MOMENT BEING A STICK IN THE MUD, IT SUCKS, WE ALL HAVE HARDSHIPS, YOU DONT HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT EVERY GODDAMN SECOND AND MAKE EVERYTHING ABOUT THAT. YES EVERYTHING IS A SOCIAL CONSTRUCT BUT YOU’RE  A SOCIAL CREATURE, DEAL WITH IT YOU DING DONG DIPSHIT. STOP THINKING YOU’RE ABOVE IT ALL JUST CAUSE YOU’RE SAD

Pisces: stop thinking you relate to everything

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Oh... Shaq Thinks The World Is Flat
Maybe he can see something up there we can't?
By Christian Zamora

“It’s true. The Earth is flat. The Earth is flat. Yeah, it is. Yes, it is. […] So, listen, I drive from coast to coast, and this shit is flat to me. I’m just saying. I drive from Florida to California all the time, and it’s flat to me. I do not go up and down at a 360 degree angle, and all that stuff about gravity, have you looked outside Atlanta lately and seen all these buildings? You mean to tell me that China is under us? China is under us? It’s not. The world is flat.” - Shaq

Good Girl

Anonymous said:
Can you write a daddy kink one with Calum or Michael with a lot of teasing and spanking and overstimulation and being called Kitten and Princess omg pls that would be some lit quality shit

fuck ya girly i gotchu 

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Pillows surrounded us as the movie played softly in the background. His finger tips ran along my spin coming up to play with the ends of my hair. “How was class today, princess?” Calum whispered. “It wasn’t the best, but you’re here and that’s all that matters.” I smiled. Calum took my chin in-between his fingers, looking at my lips, then right back at me.

“Mm, you look so fucking good right now,” Calum bites his lip. I rolled my eyes smiling, when his hand comes down to my hips squeezing it. “Don’t roll you eyes at me again, kitten.” His eyes stared me down. “Yes, daddy,” I nodded, leaning into his touch. “C’mon princess, I have a surprise for you.” Calum said. “Oh, but I don’t wanna move.” I pouted.

Calum raised an eyebrow, “You’ll want to move when you see what you have in store with the way your acting.” I sat up quickly, following him up the stairs and into our bedroom. Calum and I have never really tried kinks, but we’ve talked about them. Anytime things become intimate, they are not rough, I could tell it was love, not something meaningless, nevertheless Cal would ever treat me like that. “Tonight, we’re trying something different kitten.” He said while grabbing my hips. I nodded, and sat on the bed.

He went to the closet, pulling out a box from the top shelf, and set it on the side table. He pulled out a blindfold, a few ties, and left the room again. I knew not to get up and follow him because if I did, that would not make Calum happy. He came back with a cup of ice, no water, just ice. “Um, why do you have ice?” I questioned. “Don’t speak unless I give you permission, princess.” Calum said.

Calum walked over to me, removed my shirt while kissing my neck “Now, you know I barley punish you nor do I like too, but that’s going to change kitten,” Calum said. “Calum, what-” I was cut off by being flipped around. “I’m sorry, what did I say?” Calum said. “Not to speak unless you give me permission.” I answered. “That’s right, princess, and what did you do?” He asked. “I spoke without permission.” I could tell he was pleased by this.

“Good girl, but, you still defied the rules, you know what that means right?” I nodded as he spoke. “Now, lay across my thighs,” He motioned. I whined quietly, knowing that this night was not going to be anything like I thought. “I want you to count okay, baby girl?” Calum said. I nodded, as I suck in a breath preparing for whatever was going to happen.

Calum landed a slap upon my right cheek, a whimper falling from my lips as I let myself clutch onto Calum’s leg, my body immediately relaxing into the sensation that is going to be driving me up the wall soon. “One,” I whispered, barley enough for him to hear. Another slap on my left cheek, making my nails dig into the rough material of Calum’s jeans. “Two,” I whimpered. “Good girl,” Calum whispered kissing my spine. The slaps continued until tears filled my vision, “Ten,” I sniffed.

Calum let me sit up, as he wiped my tears away, “See it wasn’t so bad now was it, princess?” He cooed. “No, daddy.” I said. “Good, lay back,” Calum instructed. I laid back, letting the cool sheeting sooth my red bum. “Hands up, we are not quite done yet,” Calum said while taking my hands and tied them together to the head board.

Calum only ever tied me up once, and god did I love it. I bit my lip in anticipation, waiting for whatever was next to happen. “To make things interesting, I’m going to blindfold you okay, kitten?” Calum said, grabbing the purple fabric from before. My eyes were covered, seeing nothing, I mean what did you expect? His fingertips slid down my body making goosebumps arise to my skin.

“God, you’re going to be the death of me,” Calum breathed, kissing every part of my skin. I felt something cold being dragged down my skin and rested on my stomach. His lips touched mine for a passionate kiss as his hand snaked down in-between my legs. At the first flick of my clit, I cried out into Calum’s mouth, my hips grinding into his hand. He slipped a finger into me, pumping slowly. The pace of his finger was driving me mad, making me squirm underneath him.

“Stay still, princess,” Calum ordered. It was one of Calum’s rules; I couldn’t move or he’d stop touching me, even if it was during one of my treats. I tried my hardest not to move, but I accidentally bucked into his hand when he pressed against my g-spot. He immediately took his hand away from me, sucking  his finger between his lips.

I could tell Calum was smirking by the way he kept pacing around the bed. “Wanna tell daddy what you want, baby girl?” Calum said. “I want your tongue, I want your cock, fuck daddy I want it all,” I was not ashamed. “Such a dirty mouth for a pretty little girl,” Calum chuckled. “You want my tongue huh, kitten?” Calum daunted, removing the blindfold. I nodded, blinking trying to adjust to the light.

I felt his lip wrap around my clit, lightly flicking it a few times. I inhaled deeply only to exhale with a moan as he continued his actions. He released me from his mouth, looking me right in the eyes as he entered his finger in, again. A long whimper came out of my mouth as Calum moved his fingers again. “God, you look so fucking sexy withering under my fingers,” He smirked placing his lips on my clit again. He pushed another finger in, making my orgasm come into play. “Daddy, please can I cum?” I moaned.

“Go ahead princess, be as loud as you want,” Calum mumbled. “Look at me,” he orders. Already used to taking orders from Calum, I immediately look at him. “Mm, daddy,” I whimpered. My legs shook around Calum as he held them open, making me ten times for sensitive. “Fuck, you taste so good,” Calum moaned. My chest rose and fell as I caught my breath, but I sucked in another breath when Calum rubbed his tip against my entrance.

“You want it, baby? Tell daddy how much you want it,” Calum said. “Daddy please, fuck me I want your cock, please.” I begged. He grinned slamming into me. My wrists pulled at the restraints, sure to give me some type of burn. Calum held my hips as he fucked me into oblivion “Princess, I can tell you’re ready to cum any minute,” Calum moaned. “Daddy, I am,” I said.

“Oh Caluum, yes daddy fuuuuck” I yelled, unable to control my body anymore, my gaze on his as he watched my face contract at the same time my walls did around his cock. When I finally came down, breathing heavily, I found myself more tired than I’ve probably ever been after such an experience. Forcing my body not to move and having to absorb pure pleasure was actually much more exhausting than I’d have thought. Calum must’ve noticed too as he gently stroked my cheek, before kissing his way down my stomach, then back up again to my ear. “I’m impressed, you’ve done so good baby girl” he whispered, “but we are not over.”

I shook my head, not able to take anymore pleasure. “Kitten, if daddy says more, you know what it means,” Calum smirked. “Daddy, I-i can’t,” I couldn’t even talk. “Yes you can, and you will baby,” Calum said. I saw Calum pull out the white toy, which intimidated me more than it should have. “You remember this one princess?” Calum said showing me the toy, “I know this is your favorite, so tonight, we’re going to play with it.”

“Daddy, please don’t I can’t handle it.” I whined. “Sounds like you wanna make the rules, is that how it goes princess?” He asked. “Sorry, daddy,” I said. Calum turned on the vibrator to a low setting and dragged it all over my body, making me shiver. “Baby girl, this is suppose to relax you, not tense you up.” Calum chuckled, feeling my reaction.

My legs immediately closed around the vibrator when Calum set it on my clit. “Keep ‘em open for my princess,” Calum pushed my thighs apart. My back arched off the bed as my orgasm hit me like a bucket of bricks. “There you go baby, just like that.” Calum cooed. My body caved in, my feet dragged on the bed while Calum put the vibrator on a higher speed.

“Oh daddy!” I yelled, my whole body shook in euphoria as I came around the toy. “That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” Calum groaned. My toes dragged against the bed, as I came around the vibrator and profanities left my mouth. “Daddy, daddy fuck,” I moaned. Calum took the vibrator off only to lick my clit again. I was already in a state of sensitivity.

“God, you’ve done so well kitten,” Calum said, beginning to untie my hands. “But now, I want you to suck me off like the good girl I know you are,” He growled. I was already out of energy when Calum pulled me up. I stared in awe at Calum’s cock, probably drooling. “Stop staring princess,” Calum chuckled. I bit my lip, taking his cock in my hand, slowly pumping it.

Calum groaned, “C’mon princess, you know I don’t like waiting.” I smiled up at him, kissing the tip. With my tongue broad and flat, I licked the whole length of him, making eye contact. I alternated between sucking, swirling my tongue one way and then another, and flicking it lightly. I wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft, and move it up and down in time with the movements of my mouth. I ran my nails on the inside of his thighs, making Calum whimper. “Fuck princess.” He grabbed my hair.

“Princess, s-stop I wanna cum in that pretty little pussy of yours.” Calum groaned, unable to hold his moans in. I took him out of my mouth, “Daddy, I have a question.” I trailed. “What is it, baby girl?” Calum asked. “Can I ride you, daddy?” I asked shyly. “You wanna ride daddy? Well, I suppose that’s fine.” He chuckled. Calum laid on the bed, cock in hand as I walked over to him.

He cupped my breasts in his hands, groping and tugging roughly. “Yes, daddy,” I moan, burying my face into the crook of his neck. “Oh, God, yes.” “You going to cum for me, baby girl?” “Mmmhmm.” “Come on, baby, cum for me.” My orgasm rockets through my body, sending me into a state of frenzy. Moans and curse words slip out of my mouth. I continue to rock my hips against Calum as I come down from my high, milking my orgasm for as long as possible.  “There you go, baby.” Calum coos.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Calum moaned, his hands moving to my hips. “Cum for me daddy,” I bit his neck, making sure to leave my mark. I felt Calum release inside of me, making me fall on top of him. “God, that was-” “Amazing.” I finished for him. “I love you, princess,” Calum kissed my forehead. “I love you too, daddy.” I said.

Man

Bioware has the worst fandom hands down lol

3 bisexual romances
2 gay romances
1 lesbian romance
2 hetero romances

“BIOWARE IS BIPHOBIC AND HOMOPHOBIC”

yes ignore the 3 bisexual romances you’re not happy with and profile characters based on their looks who ‘should’ have been gay.

Also they can change their mind about the sexuality of their characters because its THEIR CHARACTER. You werent promised nothing.

ALSO can i get a mother fucking shout out to all the POCs in this game? Everyone is too wound up with their entitlement and 'lack of representation of sexuality’ that they forgot the POCs in the game. Like holy hell, the hyperion alone has more people of color in a single area than ive seen in the entirety of most games. Also yeah the character creation is weak but the diversity of the faces are stellar! Who cares if your character isnt a super model, the fact that you can make a believable asian or African american person is fantastic to me.

Bioware actually tries to be different but when its not enough: witch hunt.

Ya’ll are babies

Drarry: A Summary
  • Harry calls Draco “Dragon Boy” because his name means dragon in Greek (from Latin).
  • Draco does not appreciate this and proceeds to call him “Henry” because Harry is a nickname for the German name Henry.
  • Harry also, does not appreciate his pet name.
  • Thus began the list of names they call each other.
    • “Ferret.”
    • “Scarhead.”
    • “Pretty boy.”
    • “WHOREcrux!”
    • “I’m a whore for you, blondie.”
  • Harry holds doors open for Draco. He also pulls out chairs for him.
  • Because Draco is a, “Pretty pretty princess that deserves to be treated like one.”
    • “Cough cough.”
    • “What?”
    • “Cough cough… the door?”
    • “I’m carrying all the groceries, Draco. I don’t have a free hand.”
    • “Well, put some down and open it.”
    • “Are you-”
    • “Yes, Potter, I am serious. Do I look like I open my own doors?”
  • Draco bought them a kitten.
  • He named her Rosie Malfoy-Potter.
  • She’s a little pure white kitty with clear blue eyes, and the constant need to lick Harry’s nose.
  • Harry didn’t know he was going to come home to his boyfriend holding a tiny animal, letting it crawl over his arms and onto their couch.
  • He was shocked, and angry at first.
  • But not even the Boy-Who-Lived can resist a kitten.
    • “Look at her! She’s nuzzling my hand!”
    • “Yes, I see that.”
    • “Isn’t she the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?”
    • “It’s a cat.”
    • “No, it’s our daughter!”
    • “No, it’s a cat.”
    • “Come here, let me just…”
  • Draco placed the fluffy ball of fur in Harry’s arms. She quickly warmed up to him and began snuggling into his chest.
  • Harry picked her up, pulling her in front of his face.
  • Draco pushed the kitten closer, as she cautiously sniffed his nose.
  • And licked it.
    • “See? She loves you.”
    • “….”
    • “Harry? Please, I’ll be the housewife and take care of the children. Let me have her? Let us have her?”
    • “….”
    • “Honey?”
    • “Alright, she can stay.”
  • Harry’s a workaholic.
  • Sometimes he takes extra shifts because he wants to. Not for the money.
  • This annoys Draco.
  • Before they moved in together, he didn’t know how often Harry could throw himself into his work.
  • Saving lives, trying to protect the world from forces that would never cease.
  • Sometimes he needed to be reminded that not everyone can be saved. There’s more to life than being the hero.
  • Draco was a good reminder. Like an alarm.
  • He would go off at a certain time, whenever he needed him. Whenever Harry stayed up for forty-eight hours without sleep working on a case, he was there. Ready to owl him in sick, make sure he slept that night, he got food in the morning, he made sure Harry knew he couldn’t be there for everyone. The only way to stay sane as an Auror is to know when to go home. 
    • “Harry, you can’t keep going like this.”
    • “I have to finish looking over this file. If I can find out where this kid is then-”
    • “Harry Potter!”
    • “Give that back!”
    • “No, you listen to me. You can’t keep doing this.”
    • “Doing what?”
    • “Not eating, not sleeping, not talking, only working. It’s not good for you. I’m worried. You come home, but you’re not home. You’re at work. We haven’t had sex in three weeks. You haven’t had a full meal in three weeks. Mrs. Weasley flooed wondering where you were at dinner this Sunday. You know what I told her? You were hooked on this case. Addicted. This is an addiction, Harry. You’re addicted to saving people. Addicted to helping. Yeah, well you can’t save everyone, Potter! If you’re going to have a fucking hero complex then why don’t you save the ones who really matter in your life. I’ve woken up screaming and crying twice this month, and where were you? Not next to me, not where I needed you. I’ve needed saving. I love you, you stupid prick. I fucking love you. I fucking care about you. Please, for fuck’s sake, don’t do this to yourself.To us.”
  • He stopped bringing his work home after that.

anonymous asked:

hi!! i just wanted to know, when you paint, and you've done your blk/white values, how are you switching to color? a new layer with like Overlay settings or?? and then you paint on top of that right (but when i paint on top of layer settings and merge later, it loses the effect..)?

This example is from the WIP files of Morrigan here but it’s the process I pretty much apply to any digital painting I do. Here’s how my layer sets tend to look like (I color coded them just for u anon):

Breaking it down, first I have my b&w painting that I’ve usually done in a separate psd file (because if I keep it all in one file it gets kinda messy and difficult to manage after a while) and merged together and ported into a new file for coloring.

Then it’s just a matter of coloring stuff in and messing with blending modes until it looks nice. And yes you can’t merge alpha layers (i.e. any transparency) set to different blending modes because the mode will default to none and you’ll get some funky results. keep those on their respective layers. leave em alone. don’t touch em.

And then I make a new separate set of layers on top to get some more painting action goin on. Try different things to see what works best for you, but I find this sorta three-tier process pretty easy and natural to follow.

Infatuation

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“Laying in bed, Taehyung’s mind skimmed over the events from today, always pausing to think about the extremely pretty girl who was staring at him earlier. He was determined to find out who she was, she wasn’t getting away so easily.”

Genre: Fluff | Angst
Members: Taehyung x Reader
Word count: 1528

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Originally posted by sweetly87

Request:  Could you do an imagine where the Reader is Tina’s and Queenie’s sister and when Tina brings Newt at your flat Queenie immediately notices that they’re both *very* interested in each other so Tina and Queenie try everything to bring them together 😊

You were the little sister of Tina and Queenie and you had invited them around for dinner at your apartment and they had asked if they could bring a friend. You of course had said yes, any friend of theirs was a friend of yours. You heard a knock at the door and you smoothed down your clothes before opening it. “Queenie! Tina! And who’s this?” You asked politely.

“This wonderful little man is Newt Scamander.” Queenie introduced, he did seem quite wonderful. He had freckles dancing all over his face and beautiful green eyes, you didn’t realise he was actually staring right back you, taking you in. Queenie and Tina shared a knowing look. You welcomed them in and gestured to the table that had plenty of food for everyone on it. New and you had been sharing little glances throughout the whole meal and Tina and Queenie had a plan where they would leave and strand Newt in your apartment where inevitably you would hit it off.

“I’m just gonna go.” Queenie and Tina said quietly before sneaking out the door while you were in the kitchen and Newt was in the bathroom. When you went back in to the sitting room everyone was gone and you felt your heart sink, you hadn’t really got the chance to speak with Newt about his creatures, but then you heard the bathroom door open and Newt came out.

“It seems you’ve been stranded here, Mr Scamander.” You joked.

“Oh no! I don’t mean to bother you, pretty lady, and I just said that didn’t I, I’m so sorry. You are very pretty though. I can just walk back to Tina’s apartment.” He rambled, turning red.

“Don’t be silly! Just stay here for the night and I can take you over to Tina and Queenie’s in the morning, I would take you right over if you didn’t have your case, but you do, so you can make sure your creatures are alright. And thank you for the compliment, I think you’re very handsome if it’s any consolation.” You rambled back turning a pink shade.

“Would you um, like to s-see m-my creatures?” Newt asked awkwardly, holding up his case. You smiled and nodded and followed him down the stairs, he immediately brought you over to Frank the Thunderbird, who you stared at in awe. He came right over and nuzzled in your hair, making you smile. “He really likes you!” Newt exclaimed happily. You petted him affectionately. Newt then brought you over to the Occamies and let you hold one. It was a baby and didn’t have a name yet so Newt let you pick a name.

“I think Anthony would suit him well.” You said smiling at Anthony. Newt chucked.

“I think he likes it.” He said putting his arm around you on instinct and nearly died when he realised what he’d done. “Oh my! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to be so forward!” He exclaimed, cursing himself, he’d forgotten he still had his arm around you. You set Anthony down before turning and putting your arms around Newt.

“It’s quite alright, I think, I think I quite like it actually.” You admitted, then kissed his cheek. He turned a bright shade of red. He kissed yours shyly. You leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

“It worked!” Queenie exclaimed. Somehow Queenie and Tina had managed to get back in to your apartment and down in to Newt’s case without you noticing.

“Queenie!” You squealed as you and Newt went red.

Context: We’re looting the secret base of the crazy lady we just killed. The barbarian has found a silk dress that she wants to keep.
Paladin: O c'mon, ye’d look ridiculous innit.
Barbarian: Fine. *she gives it to our Ranger, who’s tall but pretty dainty.*
Ranger: It’s so pretty! Turn around, guys, I’m trying it on.

All of the guys in our party comply.

DM: As you’re half dressed, two guards burst through the door.
Alchemist: Wait, what gender are these guards?
DM: …both guys. (Our Alchemist is a raging lesbian who hits on all females)
Alchemist: I pull down the back of the Ranger’s dress
Ranger: WHAT WHY
Alchemist: [Ranger] how big are your boobs
Ranger: I don’t- um…
Paladin: ROLL FOR BOOB SIZE
DM: Boob size doesn’t matter, the guards are embarrassed by you flashing them.
Alchemist: YES *attacks*
Ranger: Now I can never be a wife!

The Man in Business Suit Levitating (?!?) emojis, ranked


(yes that’s a real emoji) (Your guess is as good as mine)

Apple

He’s so happy! Look at him! I imagine there is a stern-faced agent behind him being all like “Agent Smith get back here” and he’s all ”Screw you Agent Johnson I can fly wheeeeeeee” 10/10 I hope he does well in life.

Samsung

I don’t think he knows he’s flying. I think in a minute he’s going to look down to get his pen and freak out. FBI never trained him for flying. That’s not even a federal crime. 9/10 for giving my the mental image of shenanigans. I’m a simple man.

Google!

It’s stern-faced Agent Johnson! He can fly but isn’t very happy about it. He remembers when gravity was a thing. He misses those days. 8/10 I hope you find gravity again soon friend

Twitter


He’s really creepy. That smile is not an “I’m happy” smile. It’s not even a “I’m going to kill you” smile. It’s a “hello fellow car-bon based life” smile. It’s very odd. Also he’s levitating and that’s not normal either. 7/10 if I give you a high score will you go away please?


Microsoft!


Here we see the worst effects of capitalism. Look at this poor guy. “Look! You are granted one of mankind’s oldest and greatest dreams! You can fly!” “Yeah, but I still need to get up early for my meeting. Sigh” 6/10 he just makes me very sad tbh

LG

How the mighty have fallen. In 2012 the slenderman was the toast of the internet! Everyone was talking about him!. Look at him now, appearing on LG emojis. He sits at home every night, re-watching Marble Hornets and pouring himself another glass of wine. “I’m still relevant, dammit!” 4/10 of course you are slendy. Of course you are

Emoji one

He is not so much levitating as “being lifted by the air caught on his hat”. Look at that thing. No-one needs that much hat. It’s literally as big as his torso. What are you using that for? 3/10 can’t trust someone with that much hat.

Emojidex

Now, see, one of the three integral parts of “man in buisness suit, levitating” is the man. Take hime away, like you did, and all you have is a business suit levitating.That’s not the same thing and I resent that you think I would be fooled by it. 1/10 WHEN WILL THE LIES END?!

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Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone - Chapter 8

Potions lessons took place down in one of the dungeons. It was colder here than up in the main castle and would have been quite creepy enough without the pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls.

Snape, like Flitwick, started the class by taking the register, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry’s name.

“Ahm yes,” he said softly, “Harry Potter. Our new - celebrity.”

Draco Malfoy and his friends Crabbe and Goyle sniggered behind their hands. Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. His eyes were black like Hagrid’s, but they had none of Hagrid’s warmth. They were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels.

Day 3: Home/Family

Look at the stars. The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars.”

“Really?”

Yes… So whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you … And so will I.

Fine Amnesty

Check, Please! 14 Days of Love, Day 1: FOOIINNE  (Read on AO3)

@softkent


“Oh my, Jack, you should have seen it,” Bitty said. “I swear they were counting down to the very second.” He held his phone against his ear with his shoulder and took the pie crust from the fridge where it had been chilling. “As soon as it hit midnight, Chowder and Caitlin were all over each other, kissing like nobody’s business. I haven’t seen such a display since, goodness, last Winter Screw. Only with less alcohol involved.”

Bitty laughed. “Yes, Lardo had the score cards all ready to go. Perfect 10s from everyone but Holster, but I think that was because,” Bitty stopped, looked around, then whispered, “Ransom and March were cuddling and being cute on the couch right next to him.

“Hmm, what else? Oh! Nursey and Dex were holding hands all day. Dex’s face was all pink and he was glaring something fierce, but that boy would not let go of Nursey’s hand for love nor money. Nursey was just as pleased as punch. He forgot all about being ‘chill’ for almost a whole hour.”

Holster walked into the kitchen carrying a cellophane-wrapped basket. “Special delivery,” he sang. “From your sugar daddy, Bitty.”

“You hush, Holster. Sweetheart, you didn’t have to send me anything. You know I’m coming up this weekend.” Bitty unwrapped the basket and began to take out the contents. “Apples… is this a fruit basket? Butter, flour… Jack Zimmerman, did you send me a pie baking basket?”

Holster groaned. “Here we go.”

Bitty looked Holster dead in the eye and said into his phone, “Jack honey, you are the sweetest, most thoughtful, loveliest boyfriend I could hope for. I wish you were here with me right now so I could give you a big ol’ kiss. Thank you so much.”

Holster shook his head and turned to leave.

Bitty raised his voice. “And I wish your butt was here, too, so I could give it a big ol’ squeeze.”

“Enjoy this while you can,” Holster said from the hallway. “The Valentine’s Day fine amnesty ends in a few hours, and tomorrow it’s double fines for all PDA and pet names so we can snap up all that sweet discount chocolate. Tell Jack to send his wallet; we both know you won’t be able to knock it off with the pet names and I need to stock up on Reese’s peanut butter hearts.”

“Oh, ha ha. We aren’t that bad,” Bitty called after him. “And you hush too, Mr. Zimmermann.” He sighed. “I really do wish you were here. I sure am looking forward to seeing you this weekend.

“Well, you know if it was up to me, we’d talk for hours, but if you have to go… Anyway, I was in the middle of baking a pie before I got all distracted, so I’ll let you go. See you soon, honey. Love you, good bye.”

Bitty hung up his phone and got back to work on his pie. He was just pulling it out of the oven when there a knock on the front door. Someone answered it and there was a round of enthusiastic greetings – obviously somebody they knew. He didn’t think anything more of it until someone stepped through the kitchen door.

“Hey, Bits.”

Bitty spun around. “Jack? What on earth?”

Jack walked over to him and took him in his arms. “It’s Valentine’s Day. I wanted to see you.”

Bitty pulled him down into a deep kiss. “I’m so happy to see you sweetheart, but you didn’t have to come all this way. I mean, with your schedule… And you sent me that adorable basket…”

“I didn’t want to miss fine amnesty,” Jack said and Bitty had to kiss him again.

A Real new hockey fans guide: By someone who was sick of the tumblr bias posts
  • Yes sidney crosby is the best forward but it depends what you’re looking for. Sid is generally considered the best because he has the best balance of defensive and offensive talent. But there are other players like Ovechkin, Bergeron, Tavares, McDavid, ect ect ect. who are the best at their own thing and who you consider the best is up to what you think the Best entails. most people just consider Sid’s all around prowess The Best. 
  • Not everyone thinks high scoring is what makes a d-man.  but recently because Goaltending has gone up and scoring has gone down, it’s been the priority to score rather than defend. that means you’re not going to hear about shut down d-men…or if you do it probably isn’t because they’re shut down d-men. You’re more likely to hear about guys like Keith, Letang, and Karlsson. who are all good at their game…but don’t forget the quiet guys like Hedman, Chara, Ekblad ect. their job is to make the game “less fun” so it’s okay to not notice them. but they’re there and they’re good.
  • Carey Price is generally considered the best goaltender. But goaltending is not as spread out as the media and tumblr will have you think. Yes even I think Price is the best but I don’t think he’s so untouchable and every other goalie is a scrub. The media and tumblr are drama queens, we like to exaggerate things and follow story lines. It’s not fun for halfway through the season for us to be like “uh we were wrong about the price being untouchable, so now we’re going with Dubnyk as untouchable” no one is going to buy that. Respect Price, but respect the guys putting up the same numbers, they also exist.
  • Trends in the league are like waves, Good teams go down as the bad teams go up. And they don’t happen at the same time, it’s all wonky and if you graphed it it may just look like a bunch of scribbles. But just because you joined the fandom and one team is The Best, it won’t stay that way and it probably wasn’t that was a few years ago. So just because everyone is crying over a specific team being the best, remember to stay grounded. Because it’s gonna end soon and it probably just started. In 2013 the Boston Bruins overwhelmingly swept the pittsburgh penguins where David Krejci was leading the Post Season points and Sidney Crosby, Evgeni Malkin and Kris Letang did not score.
  • Never be one of the “everyone likes…” guys because trust me. We’ve been here for years and enough of us have plenty of reasons to not like so and so.
  • A lot of shit happened in the league and al lot of players have been accused of pretty bad things. If you care about this a good google search will not lead you wrong. But stop asking us why “everyone hates blank” if we don’t talk about it readily it’s probably because we don’t WANT to.
  • A lot of us do like and read check please but the NHL is NOT check please. so please stop comparing and treating our favorite players like fictional characters. Sidney Crosby is not Jack. Evgeni Malkin is not tater ect. ect. They may be based off of them but respect Ngozi’s characters are individuals and real life human beings as individuals. Besides how can it be real life if sidney crosby is dating someone not geno
  • JUST BECUASE A PLAYER WAS A BAD GUY IN A FIC IS NOT A GOOD REASON TO DISLIKE THEM IN REAL LIFE
  • Fights and Hits and aggression is part of hockey. No one is going after your Baby ™ because they want to hurt them personally. It’s the game. Guys fight each other who are best friends off the ice. But it’s literally a different world for them on the ice. Do not get offended because two men consented to a fight. and clean hits are still clean if your fav player is on the receiving end
  • There is a difference between chirping and insulting. learn it. don’t insult and don’t get offended by chirps. Or do. Just don’t expect to be taken seriously. 
  • The Playoffs is when things quickly go form “haha this is fun” to literal murder time please be prepared.
  • Please get involved in other teams besides yours. I know a lot of us have our One True Team (OTT) and I get that I do too, but involving yourself in the rest of the league is the only way to really understand the game. You can’t just look at one team and say “our best player is best in the league” consider the other players. And Maybe you don’t awnt to truely understand the NHl and that’s just as good trust me i wish i was in that boat. Involve yourselves in other teams, interact with rivals, search tags you might not usually. Get to know people and teams. 
  • don’t let any of us fool you we all weren’t stoked about Team NA and the world cup but then it happened and we all did a 180 so quick. 

“Stay,” he said, his voice rough stone. “Stay in Ketterdam. Stay with me.”
She looked down at his gloved hand clutching hers. Everything in her wanted to say yes, but she would not settle for so little, not after all she’d been through. “What would be the point?”
He took a breath. “I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.”
“You want me.” She turned the words over. Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?”
He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set. It was the face he wore when he was fighting.
"How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?” 
He released her hand, his shoulders bunching, his gaze angry and ashamed as he turned his face to the sea.
Maybe it was because his back was to her that she could finally speak the words. “I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.

[Six of Crows, Leigh Bardugo]

Mating Runs and Chicken Wings

I have no idea what this is or where it came from. 

So… enjoy, I guess? 

Aso, you can check out the rest of my weird shorts over at AO3 here: Word Soup


“Derek,” Talia Hale said, and Derek gave a guilty start and turned to face her. He hadn’t been zoning out. No, not at all. Not right now, in front of half the town, right before the speeches were about to start.

“Yes, Mom?”

Talia narrowed her eyes in the direction of the buffet. “Why is that omega shoving canapés down his pants?”

And Derek knew, even before he looked, exactly who she was talking about.

Stiles Stilinski.

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