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@angel-fox3 asked: MRAU Qrow E1 :3

Qrow: -sneer- Got a problem, pal?

Another clothing challenge request. Wanted to go all out for my boy MRAU Qrow. Along with the leather jacked, he has fingerless gloves, a necklace, boots, ripped jeans and is smoking a cigarette.

Folks, we’ve found THE bad boy. Search is over. You can go home now.

ichika27  asked:

Oh, okay. I actually only found out about A/B/O because of OnS fics lol. My favorites would be 'Prime Minister's Son', 'Scented', and 'Spring is the Reason' (part of a series). They at least have the characters acting like their canon selves mostly. I noticed that there are lots of A/B/O fics wherein they act out of character.

Me too, I had no idea about ABO before OnS.

I did read Spring is the reason and started Scented 1-2 years ago, but I’m not up to date.

I will never forget when @mostmodernist made a post about what he called “the cum trees” being in bloom and I had the misfortune to ask what he meant and this fucking. Guy tells me he means those trees that grow little white flowers that smell sweet but vaguely gross because APPARENTLY it’s what semen smells like, which I did not know and would have loved to just die not knowing omg. Josh you fucking ruined me.

anonymous asked:

Your stories are hilarious omw. Do you have any other ones to share????????

The Time I Accidentally Set Myself on Fire

(it kind of speaks for itself, but just in case…. tw for fire)

  • So in my family I’m the one who cooks
  • (Partly because I like it, partly because when I was 13 or so I said to my mum ‘I want to learn how to cook’ and she went ITS YOUR JOB NOW SUCKAAAA and ollied out of the kitchen)
  • And in our old house 
  • (‘The hell house’, we call it, not fondly)
  • that meant using the old school spark lit gas stoves.
  • Now I had been using those stoves for about seven years and had never had a problem
  • Until the day I did have a problem
  • (and in case you don’t know by now, when this stuff happens to me it freaking HAPPENS. ‘how bad do you want it to be?’ the personification of misfortune asks. ‘just fuck me up’, i reply)
  • So it’s 2012, June - which is the coldest time of year for us
  • My brother is outside playing with sticks
  • (He’s 14. He has no excuse. Sometimes he uses sticks from the enormous, carefully cultivated twig collection he kept in the backyard, and sometimes he uses foosball sticks from a set my mother bought and promised to put together but never did, and have long since rusted from my brother using them as makeshift lightsabres and then leaving them outside come rain or shine.)
  • so I go into the kitchen and start to make dinner
  • (Pork and sage ragu)
  • (I’ll never forget)
  • (It was a memorable night)
  • I get out the ingredients and the pots and frying pan
  • I’m wearing at home clothes, which includes a multicolored, fraying cotton top with sequins all over 
  • (It was actually a really nice top. The only reason it got segregated into staying at home clothes was because of a huge tear on the right side)
  • So I go to turn the gas stove on 
  • (As I have done a thousand times before)
  • And to this day I couldn’t tell you if the flames were just really high, or I was standing too close, or if it was the wind factor
  • But for whatever reason, the flame lifts and catches onto the tear in my shirt
  • Out of the corner of my eye, I see the flame is incredibly bright
  • And then I look down and think,
  • Oh.
  • I’m on fire.
  • I try to pat it out
  • Doesn’t work
  • Its been about two seconds of flame on
  • The flames have caught to the rest of my top
  • I fucking 
  • I have never in my life, before or since, screamed like that
  • So I’m not thinking much besides FUCK FUCK FUCK STOP DROP ROLL FUCK
  • but for some reason, my ON FIRE fight or flight mentality has time to register
  • i BOLT outside
  • the door is, by some goddamn miracle, open
  • I look like Denethor in return of the king
  • I’m diving for the grass when my brother, terrified, throws a bucket of water at me
  • (THE BUCKET. So we had this pipe on the outside of our house that was corroding and leaking water, and the noise was bothering my mum in a telltale heart kind of way, so she put a bucket out there to catch the water)
  • (Note: it is actually probably a really good idea for you to have a random bucket full of water sitting in your backyard)
  • So I’m half lying, soaking wet, in the grass in my backyard
  • I’m crying
  • My brother’s crying
  • My throat hurts from all the screaming
  • My heart Is thundering like crazy
  • Pretty sure I’m in shock
  • I start laughing a little manically
  • (Kind of sound like the joker)
  • Definitely in shock
  • The neighbors are shouting over the fence asking if everything is alright
  • Their pet geese are sqwaking
  • My mother opens her bathroom window and pokes her head out
  • ‘What is it?!? Is it a snake?!?!’
  • 'A sNAKE?’ I say, still laughing a little, because really now. We live in Australia, yes, but it’s the goddamn suburbs, everyone knows snakes stick to empty lots and fields
  • So the shock is wearing off and I’m still soaking wet, and my mother is outside now telling the neighbors we’re okay, even though my brother is still crying and I’m deep fried extra crispy
  • She’s telling me to get off the grass
  • I don’t want to get off the grass
  • She wants to have a look
  • I don’t want her to have a look
  • 'you have to get up now okay’
  • I get up 
  • It’s dark out so we go inside and as soon as my mum sees my side she says ‘wee have to go to the hospital’
  • there are a lot of things I’ll do
  • But I fucking hate
  • The 
  • God
  • Damn
  • Hospital

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pls i have so much homework why am i drawing asanoya comics

anonymous asked:

I had the misfortune of knowing anti-sj fujoshi and a fudanshi that would rage about how tumblr artists twist characters to their liking in giving them darker skin or making them trans. But these hypocrites see nothing wrong with themselves fetishizing gay men and abuse, making characters into bad yaoi stereotypes, and making sexual comments on reblogs of the characters that were posted by minors. They'd think making occasional jabs at cishet fangirls would save them, but doesn't work that way.

anti sj weirdos who somehow get into yaoi are so gross like theyre openly homophobic and somehow manage to fetishize us anyway

I just had this thought:

Imagine little Sharon dragging little Reim across the Rainsworth estate looking for post-Abyss Break because she really has to know something and she feels like Break will tell her the truth so she starts looking for him everywhere and little Reim has to help because he’s her big brother and when they find Break (napping under a tree) little Sharon jumps on his stomach and when his eye opens grabs his face very seriously and says

“Xerx-nii-san, you must answer this truthfully”

And Break nods because he’s still half asleep while little Reim kneels next to them then the words tumble out of little Sharon’s mouth and Break really wished he had never woken up while little Reim blushes.

“Where do babies come from and can you give me one?”

Happy New Year everyone!!

I hope that you all had an awesome year and enjoyed 2014 as much as i did, thanks a lot for all the support, have an awesome start of 2015 ^^

ventricles-apart-crafts replied to your post:

I decided to follow the character groups, but now I am regretting my choice. Discworld is a huge place and I keep getting references to the other books that I don’t quite get because I’m not reading them in publication order.

I am highlighting this reply in particular because I avoided this predicament with my own reading order: I first read Rincewind’s books, then the Witches, then Death, then the City Watch.  I personally find Rincewind’s & the Witches’ novels to be good foundations for his later books and I’d be interested to hear the perspective and recommendation of anyone who read them in publication order!