ask if you wanna use it otherwise

So a couple of people have over the years asked me, “Hey, how did you make that neat Cry mask?” And to make things easier for me and everyone else, I made this tutorial. :D

So these are all the things ya need
-Things for papier maché (there are a lot of different ways, so just go with whatever works for you.)
-A knife
-Some random brushes
-A pen
-Some stretch band or just something that you can use so the mask stays on yer face

As stated before, there are different ways to make papier maché. You can buy it in powder form (like the bag in the picture), or you can make your own. I use wallpaper paste, but whatever works. :3

Rip (or cut) up the newspaper, blow up the balloon and then start applying layers. Make the base a little bigger than your face and don´t make it too thick or too thin. If it´s too thick, it´s gonna be hard to cut through later and you´ll be having trouble breathing in it. If it´s too thin, it´ll break. So try to hold a good balance.

The mask will take quite a while to dry (for me at least). But after that, put the mask on, mark where your eyes are and then cut out some circles with your knife. Take it easy so you don´t hurt yourself, I`ve done that way too many times. “>w>

Cut the edges and sandpaper the mask. This is a pretty important step, cause otherwise the mask will be wrinkly and that´ll look a little weird. (For reference, look at the top picture of this post. My old Cry mask and the MonoCry mask weren´t sandpapered.)

Time to paint. Put on some layers of white, then fix the eyes and the mouth. Then put some varnish on the mask. It´ll help a little against water and the paint will hold better. You can hotglue some fabric in the eye sockets, but that´s optional. Just make sure you´re able to see through them. I glued an antenna on as well, but again, optional. I do recommend putting something soft where the nose is, cause otherwise your nose will be squished. And that sucks. Last thing will be putting on your stretch band.

DONE! You now have your own Cry mask. This works for other kinds of masks as well, so go crazy. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Hope this was helpful and if you have any questions, just ask. I´d be happy to help. 

And if you use this tutorial, please post the result and tag me. Cause I wanna seee~

Take it easy and have it good, peoples. ♪(┌・。・)┌ 

Gamer Boy Ch. 1

This is part of my submission for nalu week 2017. It is rated T for cussing and slightly suggestive themes later on. I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does. I do not give anyone permission to repost any parts of this story anywhere. Please be respectful. Reblogs welcomed though. 

This short story will be 6 chapters long. 

Summary: The annual ‘Call of Duty’ competition is back again. Lucy is determined to reclaim the title as Fiore’s best team, but first she has to beat last year’s winners, 'The Dragons’. She won’t let anything stand in her way, especially not the annoying team captain of the opponent’s team. No distractions, no slip ups, and certainly no secret make out sessions with her rival. Modern AU. Romance/Humor

*It will not focus too much on the actual game play, more on what goes on around it.

Read Chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. (Completed)

Read on or AO3.

Chapter One: Video Games (Bonus Day 1)

“Lucy! Hey Lucy!”

Lucy flinched, dread filling her body. “Oh no,” she mumbled, a shaky hand lifting to cover her face, but she knew it wasn’t going to help. “He’s already here?”

Levy giggled beside her, pulling her suitcase out of the trunk to place on the sidewalk. “Looks like your rival is calling you.”

While her and Juvia snickered, Lucy shot them a glare. “He’s not my rival!” Her eye twitched when they continued laughing. “He’s not my anything!” Despite her words, she refused to acknowledge him, even after she heard his shoes scraping against the parking lot. 'Does he not know how to pick up his feet?!’

“Lucy!” His voice was louder now, the man standing directly behind her. She could see his shadow surrounding her.

“Not going to look,” she whispered, grabbing her own bags before pulling them out of the car. “Just ignore him and he’ll go away.”

“Not likely,” he said, startling her because she felt something brush against her arm.

She whirled around, ready to smack him if he was trying anything funny, only to sigh when she saw it was his overly-fluffy white scarf that touched her. Every time she saw him he was wearing it, even when it was mid-summer. 'Why is he still wearing it in this heat?’

Instead of asking that, Lucy muttered, “What do you want, Dragneel?” Her voice was laced with her aggravation, but he didn’t seem to notice. Why did he insist on talking to her? Wasn’t ignoring him every other year enough of a hint for him to take? She didn’t want to talk to that smug asshole.

“How was the drive?” he asked, waving at her friends before looking at her again.

Lucy’s eye twitched as she tried to figure out what he was trying to do. “Fine,” Lucy said, but her tone suggested otherwise. Being cramped in a car for seven hours with Erza, Levy, and Juvia had given Lucy a headache. She was just thankful they had the night off before the competition began tomorrow.

“Me and the guys are going to get something to eat in a bit. You wanna join us?”

Lucy narrowed her eyes at the offer. She opened her mouth to tell him 'no’, but Levy cut her off, voice louder than normal.

“We’d love to come!”

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anonymous asked:

Can I draw you since you're so adorable?

Sure thing! Why would I even mind? XD

Actually, since we’re on subject of drawing my sona… People’s been asking about a ref-sheet for them or something, so…

Basically, to anyone wondering: if you really, really wanna be anatomically correct, use snow leopard cubs as reference. Otherwise: tiny, fuzzy, with a long tail and a dorky tuft — and that’s about it, stylized to any extent :D

“Have you ever thought about doing, like, a video tour of your house?”

“You think people would wanna see my house?” Dan asks as he fits the key into the lock. His front door swings open soundlessly. Inside it’s dark, with only a little bit of illumination from the kitchen to light their way as they step over the threshold. Dan still isn’t quite used to living alone. He always half expects Barry to walk around the corner, eating cereal in his underwear or otherwise doing Barry things.

“Man, I love your house!” Arin enthuses as Dan sets about flipping on light switches. “It’s got good, like- what’s the word? You know, when a place has good vibes?”

“I think you’re thinking of feng shui?” Dan preens a little. He likes his place, too. It’s definitely a reflection of who he is, so to hear Arin praise it gives him something akin to the warm and fuzzies.

He loops his arm through Arin’s, starts to lead him toward a door at the end of the hall. “I like to do my writing in here,” he explains. “It’s peaceful and stuff.”

Arin breaks away from him as soon as they enter the room, makes a beeline for the nearest stack of papers. Dan doesn’t think to stop him. He lets Arin look around while he searches for what Arin actually came to see- the beginnings of a new Starbomb song. None of them have done any formal writing for a third album but Dan was struck with inspiration. He figures Arin may be able to flesh it out, turn it into something tangible.

He’s still searching when he hears Arin gasp behind him, and then a muttered, “Whoa.”

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trash-cactus  asked:

bc youre one of the few people i feel i can trust on this: are the 7 potentially habitable planets NASA found really that big of a deal and all the hype around them is justified? or are they just another 7 rocks that are vaguely the size and temperature of earth without actually being particularly special to us otherwise, let alone truly habitable? i wanna get excited about new planets but i often see people acting like a planet is "habitable" just bc it wont kill you in 2 seconds so i gotta ask

They’re just seven new rocks. They’re probably tidally locked to their star, too, which means that one side always faces the sun and the other side always faces away, which would make the planet completely unsuitable for anything more than microbial life. Until we know more–like getting atmospheric spectrometric data that indicates one or more of them has an atmosphere–I wouldn’t get too hype.


Stop referring JR and Ren (respectively Kim Jonghyun and Choi Minki) as ‘from Produce 101 Season 2’

Yes, they were contestants there

Yes, they were in the top 20

Yes, they made household names from it


No, they weren’t originally from PD101S2

No, they are not permanent members there (as season 2 is wrapped up and the winners are in Wanna One which is a whole different context)

No, they didn’t made their tv debut in PD101S2



You wanna know the real reason as to why NU'EST is still not respected by news sites???



They (K-news sites) refused or doesn’t even know or doesn’t care or were told otherwise to address these two babies of ours (although JR and Ren are most likely older to some of us but they’re still our babies) as what they originally are.

I really wanna ask K-news sites;
Do you wanna be called 'The K-news site that told the same story just with different words as the other K-news site’?

You dumbasses really need to move on from the fact that they (JR & Ren) moved on from the PD101S2 phase and now are back with NU'EST.

This is a big deal to me because NU'EST is beginning to drown again in news sites.

If I could I’d really like to call whoever wrote every single NU'EST members related news whom addressed them the wrong way and tattoo 'THEY ARE FROM NU'EST AND PLEDIS YOU DUMBFUCK’ on their brains just so that they’d remember.

A Wicked Match Ch. 1

Summary: After Mal is convinced to try out a dating app on her newly acquired phone, she gets an unexpected match that sends her heart soaring.


Mal stared at the screen of her phone, just a little shocked by what she saw. Or, well, maybe shock wasn’t the right word. She always felt… something between her and Evie. There was jealousy for most of her life, but it was quick to fall apart when Mal had actually met and traveled with her. Then came denial, over what Mal wasn’t ever sure.

Maybe it was denial that kept her from figuring out the feeling, but staring down at the twinkling, ‘IT’S A MATCH!’ made it clear that she couldn’t deny it any longer. Her tiny photo- that Evie has taken for her, Mal recalled- sat next to Evie’s own little portrait.

“No way,” she mumbled, unable to tear her eyes away from it. She knew there was no way it was a joke on Evie’s part; the hours Mal had sat leaning against her friend had shown her she only swiped right on the people she was truly interested in.

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anonymous asked:

i just watched ep 6 and when ewelein asked miiko to leave her alone with eliott AND ezarel, i was like ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) "yeah, bc you wanna do the do, right ?" i know they didn't do it (poor eliott would have been traumatized otherwise) but damn, i just can't get over ep 16 lmfao

talking about rewatching episodes after ep 16… i was rewatching ep 11 and

i read this and i was like “what does blowing on someone’s ears mean ??” so i tried to google it and



A/N: Hey guyyss. So here’s my second piece. It was inspired by this absolute trash cropped screenshot I took of my boys disrespecting my eyes. I don’t know my writings are tending to lean towards smut without ever actually reaching it yet, so I don’t know slight smut warning I guess? I hope you guys like it and as always please request or just send me a message to say hey if you want! Thanks for reading!!!!

And a tag to my fellow writer and home girl so she can see this: @exo-waithowdidigethere hey boo!

…..Part 2

I don’t know what you expected honestly, but you should have known better. I mean Chanyeol was always pulling shit like this but really, you just didn’t need this today. Maybe it was because Minseok was there, and as the oldest hyung you thought he was above such juvenile things, but you were wrong.

Minseok had texted you a couple of days ago and invited you to a picnic with him and Chanyeol, and since you’re best friends with both of them you obviously said yes. You figured the three of you would have some jajangmyeon, listen to them rant about how busy they were, play some embarrassing games (that honestly these boys were way too old for), and then call it a day. The usual. What you did not expect was to meet them at the prechosen location and find Minseok straddling Chanyeol on the picnic blanket.

When you first saw them from afar you thought it was just regular band antics, but as you got slightly closer, you noticed the way Minseok was trailing his hands over Chanyeol’s body…. You quickly reached other conclusions.

You froze in your path. What the fuck guys.

You watched as Minseok runs his hands up and down Chanyeol’s sides. He delicately traces the silhouette of his friend, stopping every couple of seconds to minutely grind their hips together. Thank God they have to choose private locations for these things. Chanyeol clearly gets tired of his hyungs teasing though, and the giant easily flips the smaller man onto his back on the blanket. He takes up similar musings at first, running his hands along Minseok’s body, but then replaces his hands with delicate kisses over his friends clothing. You watch as Chanyeol nuzzles up the hem of Minseok’s shirt a few centimetres and nuzzles his stomach with his nose. The elder giggles and pushes him off of him. You take the quick reprieve from their antics to notice how close you’ve edged yourself to the blanket. You chide yourself. Pervert.

Just as your about to revel in the fact that you’ve not been caught and make your exit before things get awkward…. Well any more awkward…. You chance one last glance at the strange pairing on the blanket.

Chanyeol is nuzzling his way up Minsoek’s chest, he places kisses here and there and then stops at his neck. The younger man licks a stripe up his jaw and then locks eyes with his hyung. He threads his large hands through his hair and pulls the man’s face up for a kiss. A long, slow, passionate kiss. And you need to LEAVE. You blink a couple of times like a deer in the headlights and then turn to go but…..

They’re staring right at you. Your weak, embarrassed gaze is met by Chanyeol’s large, toothy grin and a devilish smirk from Minseok who’s still trapped beneath him. Fuck.

“Enjoying the show, are we?” Minseok taunts.

You merely stutter in response and look for ANY way out of this situation.

The giant laughs loudly, “Oh hyung, she sooo was enjoying it. I mean look at her. Her face is bright red and I bet her mouth is dry too. Nervous she got caught, but not sorry she saw…”

You clear your throat indignantly and finally muster up a weak, “Am not.”

“Sorry what’s that,” Minseok probes, “Gotta speak up darling.”

“Am. Not.” You say again. Louder this time. “I am not enjoying the show.”

Lies. You most definitely are.

“Well darling, your body says otherwise.” Chanyeol retorts.

You take that moment to regretfully notice how tightly your legs are pressed together, and how flush your skin is. Great.

“Wanna join?” Minseok asks bluntly.

You choke, “…What?”

“Do. You. Want. To. Join. Us.” He punctuates unnecessarily, “Sexually of course.” He practically purrs.

Now, you pause for a second and really mull over the idea. All the ways this could go wrong, why you shouldn’t do it, how it could ruin things, etc. But all your trains of thoughts end with a mere, if they’re offering… why the hell not?

So, you look at your two friends still tangled together on the blanket and gather your courage before you can second guess. And you move towards the blanket.

Chanyeol grabs your wrists the moment your close enough and pulls you down to sit facing him, atop Minseok’s chest.

“We’ll take this as a yes?” He asks with a quirk of his eyebrow.

You don’t answer because you know your words will fail you, so you just lean in and place a kiss on Chanyeol’s lips. You hear a light laugh rumble in his chest but before you have time to question it he stands lifting you off Minseok and placing you on the blanket next to him. He straddles one leg in between your two legs, the other in between Minseok’s, and puts an arm on either side of both of your heads.

Minseok turns to face you and breathily says, “He likes to be on top.” Then he stretches towards you and kisses you passionately.

It’s not like the kiss he shared with Chanyeol earlier. It’s not lazy and patient. It’s hot and urgent and screaming for things to get started. But Chanyeol is immature and jealous and pulls you apart just has you begin to lose yourself in the kiss.

“Don’t forget about me,” He scoffs.

“We’d never forget about you babe,” Minseok says and ruts his thigh upward giving Chanyeol some friction as emphasis.

Chanyeol freezes and moans lightly at the unexpected contact. You follow his lead and when Minseok’s leg lowers, you raise yours replacing the lost contact. The giant moans again and you revel in it. You’ve finally got your courage.

“Boys this is fun and all, but how about we get this stuff really going.” You offer with a sweet bat of your eyelashes.

“I thought you’d never ask.” Minseok purrs back.

He places one more kiss on your lips and then turns away briefly.

“Chanyeol sweetie,” he says with a caress to the mans thigh, “let’s begin.”

Family Man Part 2

Word Count: 3,501

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Summary: You finally arrive back to Alexandria to get your daughter. Spencer bombards you with questions of that evenings events. Lola finally comes face to face with Negan. On the ride to the Sanctuary, he places an opportunity in front of you, and find out the true intent of you and your daughter living with him.

Warning: Tiny bit of Angst, Language ((mostly Negans potty mouth)), Child cursing ((it’s cute I promise)), Fluff!!

A/N: Yasss bish!!! Second part. Gonna really focus on this and Forgotten Memory. Unless I get super inspired! ((Written on phone so there maybe errors present.))

Originally posted by snoxhite

Part 1

The ride back to Alexandria was eerie, and beyond tense. Your eyes were glued to the window as the woods passed by. That night’s events kept replaying in your eyes. Tears threatened to spill as Glenn’s face haunted those flashbacks. Even the sound of Lucille bashing him and Abraham to death was stuck in your ears.

“So…” Simon’s uncomfortable tone yanked you out of the terror. You lazily looked at his driving figure as he fidgeted. “Just so you know, we have plenty of kid stuff back at the Sanctuary.”

“Sanctuary?” You scoffed. “Must be a pretty safe place if you have the balls to call it that.” Simon chuckled as he glanced over at you.

“I suppose we do.” He shrugged. “I remember meeting Negan for the first time. He’s got bigger balls than anyone.” His comment made you roll your eyes.

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Building The Boat...

Hey guys! I hope you enjoy this one. It was tough to write actually, I couldn’t get into the flow but I hope you all like it. It’s definitely not my best, I enjoyed the concept and writing it though.

Requested by: Anon - “hey can i get some gibbs x daughter!reader stuff? maybe with 64 & 80 from your list? it can be like, after a close call on a case (for gibbs) or something and the reader can’t sleep? sorry for the long request, and sorry if it’s too specific p.s i love your writing x"

Word Count: 933

Pairing: Gibbs x Daughter!Reader

64. “Talk to me.”
80. “Teach me?”

You turned over in bed for the hundredth time, what felt like the hundredth time anyway, you were sure that it was more than that. You couldn’t stop playing the events of the last few days over and over in your mind, it had been terrifying, the explosion outside the naval yard, your father and his team getting caught up in a firefight with a bunch of terrorists. Of course, you knew it was his job and said job came with the risks but when you were there, in the middle of it, ducked behind a car with your father over you? That was scary.

Moving over to the other side of the bed you reach out for your phone, a present from your Uncle Tony, much to your Dad’s dismay, Tony, however, thought that the teenage daughter of a federal agent needed a tip top phone. You knew the ulterior motive though, it had the best GPS, a tracker fitted. You didn’t mind, you found it endearing that they wanted to know you were safe all the time. Not that you were, the close call earlier today hadn’t been the first and you could bet your super phone on it that it wouldn’t be the last.

Checking the time, it was a little past one in the morning. You knew you wouldn’t be sleeping anytime soon. Pushing back the covers you slip out of bed and move over to the window, pulling it closed you scan the front yard for a few moments. Your phone buzzes in your hand, some notification from social media, bringing you out of your daze.

You padded down the hall, carefully and quietly opening your father’s bedroom door. Of course, he’s not there, where else would he be? You close the door and head downstairs to the one place you knew he would be.

Gibbs was working on his boat. Moving the sand paper block back and forth with the grain and bend of the wood. He heard the basement door open and didn’t look up He had a few scrapes and cuts on his face but other than that, he was in the clear. He didn’t need to look up, he could already tell it was you, the way to turned the corner to come down the stairs was always the same.

“Dad?” You call quietly, your bare feet shuffling from the bottom step, over to where your father was stood.

Gibbs placed the sand block down and wiped his hands on a rag while he stood straight, giving you a small smile, “Hey kiddo. What are you doing up?”

You shrug, pushing yourself up onto the stood in the corner of the work surface, “Couldn’t sleep.” You mumbled and move a few stray strands of hair from your face, watching him take a sip of the amber liquid, you scrunch your nose up, glancing at the pile of tac nails on the counter that was once in that jar he was drinking from.

“Yeah?” He asked and leant against the counter, “Anything on your mind?” Gibbs asked, tilting his head at you.

You shrug again, your eyes going over each scratch and cut on his face from the explosion.

He nudged your shoulder gently with his own, “Talk to me.” He murmured.

“It was close. Today. With everything.” You told him and look down at your lap, “It could have been a lot worse.”

The senior field agent gave a long, steady sigh and moved to wrap his arm around your shoulders, inviting your head to naturally rest against this shoulder, “You’re right. It was close but I’m alright. And you are too.” He said into your hair, pressing his lips to your hairline, “I’d never let anything happen to you, [Y/N].”

You closed your eyes, smiling when you got a whiff of wood and that old aftershave he always seemed to wear, “I know you wouldn’t.” You whisper, “It was just scary.”

It was quiet between both of you, enjoying the little moment between father and daughter before you slipped off the stool and gestured to the boat, “Can I help?”

Gibbs let out a low chuckle and placed his glass of bourbon down, “You wanna help?” He asked and you nodded with a grin, “Well alright then. Grab that sand block there, now remember, with the grain, down go against otherwise you’ll just scratch the wood.”

“Really? Sanding? Can’t I do something more…in depth?” You ask, poking the sand block before nodding to the drill, “What about this? Can I use this for something?” You ask, picking it up with a grin and laughed when your father’s eyes bulged.

“Whoa there, do you even know how to use that?” He asked with a slight chuckle and came up, taking it from your hands, “I was going to wait until tomorrow because I thought you were asleep but I have to drill some holes, here, here, and here…” He said, showing you where the marking’s where on the wood.“

"Teach me.” You said and bumped your hip with his, “How hard can it be? You pull that trigger thing,” you say pointing to the trigger on the drill, “and you drill.” You shrug but watch your father’s stare never waver from you, “What?”

“It’s not that simple, [Y/N], it takes a gentle but stable hand so the drill doesn’t stray, knowing the wood you’re drilling into..”

“Alright, alright, alright, just…teach me.” You laugh and wave him off, “Come on.”

Gibbs rolled his eyes, you were certainly his daughter, impatient as he was.

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anonymous asked:

You are soooo amazing at what you do! Can you do a character analysis on VIXX's Leo? Please and thank you so much!!~

AHA! THE BIG JACKPOT POST! honestly like there isn’t much to say (there is a lot to say jk) but i mean it’s very clear what kind of person i think he is in this boyfriend!leo post but i shall highlight some of his best parts down here.

  • Jung Taekwoon is a super shy dude.. so much so that there were rumours of him being on the autistic spectrum when they first debuted but he was a university level soccer player before that (and any idiot who’s opened up a wikiedia page about autism knows that they cant exert themselves physically because they usually have some motor disabilities you nitwits how dare you)
  • what im trying to get at though, he’s not the most talkative person out there (that would be jaehwan or N) and so, if he’s a few words sort of person, he makes sure his words are well worth it
  • for a man so tall and so fierce looking, he’s a softie and i mean it. he rarely ever vocalises it but everytime he’s had to speak about his members in front of the camera, he either tears up or sincerely spills how grateful he is to them for allowing him to follow his dreams like its so genuine you cant think he’d ever put on a show
  • used to be thought of as arrogant and difficult to work with because he hated being in front of the camera. leo is old and has a strong personality. not the kind of person who can be strong armed into doing something he doesnt wanna do. he can’t be persuaded using the goodness of his heart you have to really threaten someone he loves losing something they love, otherwise he wont do shit
  • a family person through and through. if you ask him what he wants to be, he’ll say he wants to be a good father. so very filial its adorable. if you’ve seen him with his nephew minyul then you’ll get what i mean. most idols don’t share their family pics on fancafes but leo’s posts on the fancafe are 70% minyul posts and 20% thank you posts and 10% “hi im alive here’s a selfie” post. so you get what i mean yeah?
  • very competitive. he always plays on the attack front when he plays football and its very telling of his personality. if its something he cares about, he will yell and fight for it and wont back down until he wins. not above cheating and manipulating to get what he wants and if you accuse him of it, he’ll probably just shrug and hold his wins to his heart like “hmm maybe you just didn’t want it as badly as i did”
  • and even though he’s like that, i don’t think he’d ever take something away from the VIXX boys. really truly loves them
  • doesnt like to be cornered and cannot keep a straight face to compliments. he doesn’t have a shit self esteem or anything like he has a good healthy self view on things but if you compliment him in public or highlight something he really works hard for - that’s it you won’t see his face for like the next 1 minute or so he’ll keep hiding it
  • so soft spoken but would probably punch people when drunk im sure he has a loose fuse when it comes to temper when he is drunk. talking about, you should check out this chained up christmas practice because our boy was drunk af
  • a very level and cool head in terms of conflicts and group fights. is very petty and could begin some of these fights unknowingly but when it comes to the big things, he’d very rational and selfless.
  • woudln’t dare to go solo because he loves VIXX but the kind of person who would ensure they all succeed individually and put in work to remain in vixx for all the years to come
  • a very sad all-in kind of lover, and he doesnt voice his regrets much but he remembers everything. its a curse and a blessing. look up his self written song ‘Remember’ from the VIXX LR album or ‘Romance is Over’ from Kratos mini album
  • and everytime he says thank you, he means it god he means it

Originally posted by royalbins

i have so much appreciation for this man and im sure my analysis hasn’t even scratched the surface of his enigmatic being but oh well.

Watermelon Bubblegum and a Hint of Mint (Trolls Fanfic)

I finally finished! Did somebody say ANOTHER KISS? Did somebody say an actual kiss, perhaps even make out? Well, I surely hope so because that’s what you’re getting. And I confess that because of that I had trouble rating this lol, I ended up leaving it as “all audiences” but if you think I should level it up to “Teens” let me know lol

So, anyway. Here we go. 


Summary: Poppy and Branch are getting used to having talks under the moonlight in the highest spot of the Toll Tree before bed. They share secrets, fears, hopes, dreams, and perhaps, even a heartfelt, most needed kiss.

The best thing about living in the Troll Tree was the height. It was really tall. Poppy had also picked the highest pod to live, so she could watch over every single one of her friends, her people. As a bonus, she got to sneak out to one of the most elevated branches of the tree almost every night after a long day of singing, dancing, and new treaties of friendship with the Bergens with her… er, roommate.

After discovering there were too many Trolls for the current number of available pods on the Tree, they came to the conclusion they would have to share until they could grow as many pods as necessary. As Bergen Town also changed and was now a very colorful, environment-friendly city, King Gristle had told her, she only had to say the word and the Trolls could start to grow pods on every tree they wanted.

Poppy had thanked him, but decided that it would be better to keep the Trolls in one place where she could easily watch over them at first, at least until they acclimated to the city. The good thing was that the Troll Tree had enough room to grow enough pods, but it would take time. It would also be quicker to grow them all in one place too.

So, until all the pods were ready, some Trolls would have to share. They didn’t mind that much, but Poppy insisted that everyone got their own pod first before her, because what kind of ruler would she be if she was selfish? It definitely didn’t have anything to do with the fact that she was having the time of her life sharing a home with Branch.

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jayne-onthe-cobb  asked:

Hi! I'm an extremely new witch and I was wondering about wands. I found a stick the other day that really just called to me and I knew I had to take it home. It is a little broken and I want to mend it, but I don't know if using any kind of glue would affect it somehow? I was also curious about cleansing it since I have no idea where it came from. I've had trouble finding info on this and was wondering if you had any advice/could point me in the right direction? Thank you!

I might be in the minority here, but I think fixing it up with regular glue might cause an interrupt in the wand’s flow of power - but there’s definitely alternatives! You could reattach it or mend it with beeswax, natural glue (there’s a flour and/or corn starch formula floating around online somewhere!), or patch it up with a tightly wound string. As for cleansing it, I’d rub it down with lavender, mullein, sage, or another fresh herb that corresponds to cleansing and power for you, then consecrating it to your use in whatever way you usually consecrate your objects (Scott Cunningham has a wand-specific consecration ritual in his “Standing Stones Book of Shadows”). If you wanna dive deep into some good wandlore, check out Alferian Gwydion MacLir’s “Wandlore” (which I also think is floating around somewhere online), which provides a neat historical & magickal background on both practical wandkeeping and lore!

Otherwise, it sounds like your wand chose you well! Enjoy spending time with your new wooden friend! :>

pango-mark  asked:

God I've never wanted to delve my self in D&D until I came across you guys I wanna play so dang bad I wanna get me a orc much like your suave half orc... like damn *bites lip* but yeah I have no idea where to start or where to go PS: love you guys

That’s great that you want to play D&D! We use a site called - they also have a game finder available that you can apply to games which you might want to look into. Otherwise you can check your local comic book stores and see if they run any games in person. Also, ask your friends (facebook works well for this too)! You might be surprised at who plays or wants to play/try running their own game. :)

Best of luck finding your next adventure!

PS: we love you too! <3

Bye Bye Brooklyn Boys (9)

Originally posted by rossmundpike


Pairing: Bucky x reader, Steve x reader

Warnings: This is just so sad. Language.

Word count: 2.730

Summary: Bruce gives you some great advice and you finally make the trip back home.

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anonymous asked:

I want to up my punk-ness... but I'm a fairly large fella who's being in college limits his spending power. I know what patches I wanna get, but can you suggest a particular jacket to use as a base? Preferably like a denim jacket or something (I'm kinda isolated otherwise I'd thrift or something)

you can use whatever the hell is in your closet, there’s no special kind of clothing or fabric that it can only be done on. dont stress too much on it pal, just grab whatever you got and express yourself through it!

-mod bandit

tea-tigress  asked:

So not sure if this is alright cause it's not a question but, I just wanted to thank you for being such a strong force of positivity and encouragement for us all. I am AFAB and I cut my hair short on Saturday(right before going to a Queer Prom @ my university) and I have been riding this strange euphoria high ever since. I wanna thank you guys because idk if I would have had the courage to do it otherwise. Thank you so so so much ❤️ To everyone else: We are valid and we are amazing! Take care!

Aww you’re so sweet. I’m so glad the blog has been helpful to you. <3