awesome suggestion

5 Things To Do Every Morning
  1. Express gratitude
  2. Set your intentions for the day
  3. Take 5 deep breaths, in and out
  4. Smile for no reason just to flex the muscle 
  5. Forgive yourself for yesterday’s mistakes

Here is a little something for all those nice supporters of art && artists out there :D You are the ones that keep us inspired and motivated! Anyway let’s go do a thing because you’re all so wonderful (well, most of you hehe) ♥

Reply to this post/reblog with an idea for a fanmade Mystic Messenger CG (funny, romantic, angsty, etc but nothing extremely explicit) in Cheritz style like the ones linked below:

CLOSED! Thanks for all the awesome suggestions ♥ I’ll work on them soon ^__^



Part 1 because I needed to do this one justice *shakes fist at weeks of slow progress* JUSTICE

Headcanon: “lance will drape himself dramatically across people’s laps. at first everyone pushed him off but now it’s just kinda. a Thing.”

One of @ironinkpen​‘s Lance headcanons~~

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anonymous asked:

Can all of Karasuno have shirts about Daichi like Hinata and Kags "If lost return to Daichi" or Tanaka's "One time Daichi punched me in the face" and on the back it says "it was awesome"


Yuuri, Victor, and the Importance of Good Communication

Victuuri Week 2017 – Day 4 – Free for All

So for today’s free for all I’d like to talk about something I haven’t heard too much about in the context I’m hoping to present it. My topic is specifically about how Victor and Yuuri are both very independent individuals and how that, combined with both of them having zero experience with serious emotional relationships, works to create miscommunications between the two of them.

To start off, I’d like to clarify what I mean when I say they’re independent. Obviously they’re both able to take care of themselves when it comes to stuff such as physical needs (like feeding themselves, etc). I’m talking more about how they’re emotionally independent. They’re both the kind of people who keep their problems to themselves and try to solve them all without relying on the help of others. They both actually tell us this directly.

We see this come up a bunch during the series even though both are aware that they do this. You can see it happen as early as episode 2 when Victor is hurt that Yuuri is rejecting him after the connection he felt they had at the banquet but never brings it up with him. Instead he sits on and stews in it. And likewise for Yuuri, he’s very confused as to why Victor is there at all and is being so forward with him but never asks him why. He just comes to his own conclusions and treats them as the truth until proven otherwise.

On top of them both being used to handling their problems on their own and internalizing their worries, they both also have no experience with deep emotional love relationships. I use the adjectives deep, emotional, and love to describe the relationship because you can have any other combination of those and have it not really touch the depth and type of relationship these two have with each other. They may have had other relationships but none that came close to this level.

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BioShock Builds: How to build your own desk-sized Pneumo Tube

Last year, we created a real-world vigor bottle based off one awesome fan’s suggestion. That inspired our resident sculptor and DIY-er, Jason Babler, to kick off 2017 with a new series – “BioShock Builds.” Every month, we’re spotlighting fan art, DIY crafts, recipes and all sorts of crazy fan builds inspired by the BioShock series.

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The Signs as Aunts

Aries: Jessica, 32. owns a scary german shepard, fights with her siblings at family reunions, brings her dog eVeRyWhErE, borderline makeup guru

Taurus: Melissa, 51. sends everyone cat videos, has the best hair in the family, always leaves nice comments on her friend’s and family’s facebook posts, and is an avid wine drinker

Gemini: Stephanie, 45 (but tells people she’s 38). makes everyone call her “Aunt Stephie”, uses her family like a babysitting service, and always smells like anti-aging creams. genuinely likes seeing people happy

Cancer: Julia, 33. sits at the kids table, married to her career (she’s a marine biologist) but does volunteer work when she can. takes her family to aquariums and the ocean all the time

Leo: Chloe, 30. owns a stunning purse collection, and almost always the center of attention. she slays beer pong, christmas is boring without her (lowkey grandma’s favorite)

Virgo: Samantha/Sam, 31. a successful librarian, old soul, and gives amazing reading suggestions and awesome books as presents for christmas. looks cutest in wire rimmed glasses

Libra: Tana, 28. doesn’t have kids, subtle vegan (and talks about it with Pisces), likes talking politics and justice at family events. ransacks nordstrom rack in her free time. everyone comes to her for dating advice

Scorpio: April, 70. voted most likely to succeed in high school, richest in the family. loves wine more than her husband, brings the expensive liquor to family functions, dominates monopoly

Sagittarius: Sierra, 30. has the youngest soul, always parties with leo. very, very gay. married to pisces, and has the best eyebrows in the entire family. loves to travel

Capricorn: Tiffany, 34. lawyer, always smells like freshly brewed coffee. more gorgeous than she knows, slays red lipstick. in charge of organizing all the family functions

Aquarius: Josie, 42. the best baker, in charge of cooking at holidays (if you can get her to show up) because she’s so picky. teaches science, lowkey annoys grandma

Pisces: Rose, 29. plant lesbian, botanist. cherishes her succulents like her adopted children. married to sag, vegan, proud yogi, and loves tea almost as much as her cat

A Lesson In Statistics

Prompt: The creator of Hamilton was the most anticipated guest speaker at a conference you’ve been planning for months. Since you were the youngest member of the committee, you were given the task to pick up Lin-Manuel Miranda from the airport, nevermind the fact that you didn’t know a damn thing about him.

Pairing: Lin x reader

Words:  6,428 (yikes)

Tagged: @sarajanesmith42

A/N: Welp, I hope you guys like it. Thanks to @how-could-i-do-this for being awesome with giving me suggestions and editing this mess.

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you guys
I’m writing my speech about friendship in Tolkien and I thought I could ask for suggestions
so anything you think I should mention especifically?
as it is I will discuss for sure:

Frodo/other hobbits

I will credit you for any ideas if I use them (but it’s just a speech so nothing published for now)


Chats don’t always land on their feet.

Guitar Villain / Guitar Vilain


Like a true friend, Ladybug is torn between mild concern and laughter.

Edit: Tagline changed from “cats” to “Chats” per awesome suggestion of @dreamsofria

The Tale of The Night Court

Summary: “There’s a tale in the city of Velaris, The Tale of the Night Court. The book tells the history of a man who is cursed by a witch, his soulmate will always die before she can say the three famous words do him. The tale says that the man is still trying to find the curse break and is always waiting his soulmate reborn. Feyre doesn’t believe the tale, but maybe a mysterious man can change her mind.” MODERN AU!+SOULMATE AU!

A/N: It’s me again with another oneshot for you guys, this one is really special. I’m still looking for a beta and English is not my native language ;) Hope you guys enjoy it!

“The male ran fast. Every step he took was a step to the truth that he had to deal with it for centuries. He was trying to have hope, have strength to see himself alone again and lost in the world. The big halfway made him whisper a curse to himself.

Why he had to had a house so big?

The red tick blood was running from the bedroom and the air in his longs were gone, his eyes filled with tears not believing that he was late… Again. Like he was for centuries, never being able to stop the curse.

“Darling?” He whispered so quiet that he barely heard his voice, he took a deep breath before entering their room. 

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anonymous asked:

do you know if there's like a dailydominator type of blog but for emperor awesome already? :O bc I'd rly like to make one

As far as I know No there isnt! And go for it!! I am 100% for more daily blogs! please link me your blog when/ if you make it anon! THIS GOES FOR ANYONE WHO MAKES A DAILY! PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!

Markiplier Ego Imagines (pt. 8.1)

(EDIT: it was the lovely @pfftwhatnoimhuman who suggested this awesome story idea! Also, this will be uploaded in two parts because, yes, it’s that good of an idea.)

Imagine the Egos discover a basket of eggs at the front door of Ego Inc. one day, but these don’t appear to be just any eggs. They’re the size of volleyballs and each one has a different design along its smooth surface. Attached to each egg is a little note with an Ego’s name. What could they possibly be?

Imagine Wilford bringing the basket inside as the other Egos watch carefully. They don’t seem to be exploding, which is a disappointment to Will, but the others are quite relieved. Wilford picks up the egg with his name on it, and it appears to be mostly pink with flecks of crimson scattered throughout like a blood splatter. Will takes the egg into the studio, sets it in the chair used for those he’s interviewing, and starts shooting questions at the egg. The egg, oddly enough, doesn’t answer. However, it does hum.

Imagine the other Egos tackling Ed to keep him from frying his egg on the stove in the kitchen. His egg is the strangest of all. Instead of the smooth texture that the rest of the eggs seem to possess, Ed’s egg looks and feels like leather. It’s just as solid as the other eggs, but it also keeps making this odd ticking noise. Wilford is convinced it’s going to blow at any minute. Ed, however, sets the egg in the seat of his truck and leaves it there, trying to act like he doesn’t check on it every two minutes.

Imagine the Host getting Bim to describe his egg to him. Bim says that the egg is mostly gold, but there seems to be some kind of black writing on it in a language that Bim doesn’t recognize. Host takes the egg to his library and sets it on his desk as he writes. From time to time, Host will trace his fingers over the egg’s smooth surface and hum to himself. What the Host can’t see is that every time he touches the egg, it glows.

Imagine Dark’s egg being pure black and almost reflective, like it’s made of pure obsidian. Dark’s egg is as cold as ice, but he’s curious. So, the dichromatic Ego places the egg on his piano, watching it carefully as he plays. The music has a strange effect on the egg because when Dark plays, the egg’s surface moves as though it were made of smoke, and through the thick, black smoke, Dark sees glimmers of silver like stars in the night sky.

Imagine Bim Trimmer picking up his egg ever so carefully. It’s mostly green with gorgeous, swirls curling around it in every direction. Bim sets his egg in the sun next to his plants and tucks it half-way under a blanket like one might do for a sleeping baby. When Bim reads to his plants—because yes, that is definitely a thing that Bim Trimmer, TV show host and plant boi, would do—he’s shocked to see the vine-like curls along the surface of the egg growing, sprouting leaves and flowers.

Imagine Google running tests on his egg. The shell is as hard as diamond, and it appears to be almost metallic with a dark silver surface that gleams in the blue light of his office. Oliver is opposed to Google’s idea of using a needle to take samples of the embryonic fluid inside and literally fights off Red who wants to see how hard he can hit it before it’ll crack. Green, always the voice of reason, says that they should not conduct any further tests lest they threaten the life of whatever is inside the egg.

Imagine Silver fumbling not to drop his egg with those giant gloves he wears, and he can’t exactly see out of his mask—not that he would ever admit it. By the time he finally gets it up to his room, he’s a nervous wreck, so he sets the egg on a table and goes to brew some tea—a gift from the Host for Silver’s anxiety. Silver returns just in time to see the egg roll off the table, and he screams, tossing his tea into the air frantically and diving to catch the egg. But he’s too late. However, instead of smashing into a hundred pieces, the egg bounces.

Imagine Dr. Iplier’s egg being a soft baby blue with smudges of white that almost look like clouds. His egg is strangely warm to the touch and quite comforting, and the Doctor takes it to his clinic where it sits on a pillow beside his desk. Every so often, it will stir just slightly. Dr. Iplier gets the idea to put it under a heating lamp, and the next morning when he comes into his office, there are cracks in the egg’s surface. It’s hatching.

What is inside? To be continued…