basically i made this so i could tag it

Okay so it seems like people will call any mallet percussion instrument a xylophone and I’m here to teach you shit.

This is a xylophone. The wood part is thick and it’s high pitched.

This is a marimba. It’s huge and expensive. No like a small one costs over $4,000 (3186.20 euros). The key things are really long and thin.

Now do you see this beautiful instrument? This is called the vibraphone motherfuckers. Or just the vibes. Anyways it sounds amazing. I could marry the sound. Basically, it;s made of metal and you have a pedal to stop it from ringing too long.

This is the glockenphejksdfjkl. I have no idea how to spell it, so lets just call it the orchestral bells. If you hit this shit too loud it can burst your eardrums. 

These are a joke.

why did i spend time on this  a word cloud of every key word the twelfth doctor has said - from ‘the time of the doctor’ to ‘the return of doctor mysterio’ (including class because how could i not). long story short, his catchphrase is clara (the larger the word the more it was said)

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Guzma Therapy Session 1

“Let’s talk about your father.”


“No,” Guzma said defensively.


“Then your mother?”

“No.”

“Ok, maybe we can start with your childhood?”


“Not a fucking chance.”

The therapist leaned back in his chair, he was clearly getting frustrated. “How can you expect therapy to work when you won’t talk about anything. What were you expecting to happen?”

The boss leaned forward with a serious face and asked, “don’t I just tell you I’m stressed and angry then you say some crazy shit that fucks with my head then I’m fixed?”

The doctor stared at him with a blank expression, trying to figure out if the man actually believed what he said. To his surprise the thug seemed to truly think that’s how this worked.

“If you’re angry then there is a reason for it, we just need to track down that reason,” he stated.

Guzma grumbled, “the reason is obvious doc. People are fucking morons and they piss me off.”
The doctor wrote down something on his notepad in response. This annoyed Guzma, who could only assume he and his colleagues would laugh at whatever he scribbled down later.

The therapist explained matter-of-factly, “there is a process to therapy, Guzma. When you speak about things that are hard to say you feel relieved, then once we begin to notice patterns that may explain your temperament we can begin to fix them at the source.There is negativity inside of you and my office is a safe place to let it out.”

The boss’s eyes zoned out as he began to grasp the concept. “So… your your office is like a toilet?” Guzma said as the therapist stared in confusion, “yeah it’s like poop…” He then began to elaborate, “if ya dont poop then you ain’t healthy. But you can’t just shit anywhere. So your office is like a bathroom where I can shit out all this negativity.”

The doctor looked genuinely offended that he equated his career choice to a mere bathroom. Guzma could tell the doctor was offended and gave a small smile, seemingly quite proud of that. He knew this was supposed to be a proper therapy session but he always entertained himself by getting under the skin of anyone he perceived as authority. His smirk caught the doctor’s eye and only served to annoy him further.

The therapist exhaled before quizzing him again, “there has to be something from your childhood that’s easy for you to talk about. Something fun?”

Guzma paused. In a way he knew this was where the fun was going to stop. He riffled through his memories briefly to think of the easiest story he could possibly drum up. “So… once when I was a teenager, just after I left home I started getting really good at tagging. Ya know? Paintin’ art where you’re not s’posed to. Good shit.” The casual use of foul language and references to past crimes made the therapist edgy, but piqued his interest. Guzma continued, “and so one day I sprayed somethin’ awesome behind the pokemart. ‘People bug me’ with a small Wimpod painted below it. It’s fuckin’ cheesy but I was a kid and thought I was the most clever person in the world for thinkin’ it up. The next day when I came back some lady was takin’ pictures of her Scyther in front of my tag. I was HYPED! Finally someone in town who ain’t a basic ass bitch and could appreciate good art! I walked over to see what she thought but I wanted to play it cool and not admit that I was the frickin’ genius that came up with it. Or at least I thought I was a genus… Told her ‘yo that tag is pretty fucking cool eh?’ and she turns to me and she’s like ‘I love the irony of it’ and I didn’t know what the hell that meant. So I asked… And wished I didn’t. Next thing i know she’s trailing off on how it’s simplistic and the Wimpod looks like shit and the choice of colors is bad and blah blah blah. She kept saying it was some kinda statement about how thug life mentality is bein’ mocked by the childish nature of it and how the artist did this intentionally to show the shallow mindset of a street criminal. I was fucking pissed! But I couldn’t do shit so i just kept smiling and nodding like I agreed!”

The doctor nodded and looked at him, jotting down notes as he spoke. “Did it make you mad that she said it? Or because she was right?”

“I dunno… Fuckin’ both or neither. I was just mad that people can’t like the shit I like and always gotta think their shit is better. I just thought what I did was cool… Couldn’t get it outta my head for weeks.”

“So what did you do to move on?”

“I spray painted a Scyther on her house in glow paint that said ‘my mom’s a bitch’ “

The therapist just stared at him, silently and judgmentally.

Guzma grinned back at him. “I know. Fucking funny right???”

The doctor pretended to look at the clock. “It seems our first session is done…”

He cocked an eyebrow. “The hell it is!?”

“Well you wasted half the hour arguing with me about smoking in my office. If you want show up next week and waste another hour be my guest; I get paid either way. But if you continue to share more stories like you did just then we may be able to figure out what made you how you are now.”

The boss looked at his feet momentarily before meeting eyes with the therapist and asking, “honestly, how am I now..?”

“Honestly?” the doc asked. Guzma nodded. The doctor leaned forward with a serious expression and spoke coldly, “you’re a child. A spoiled fucking child who does whatever he wants no matter how it affects others. Your past has created a personality that is comparable to a tumor that needs removed for any treatment to occur.”

The boss stared back at him, clenching his fist tightly. “I’ve knocked people out for less shit talkin’ doc…” he warned.

He didn’t break eye contact. “If you hit me is it because of what I said? Or because I’m right?”

Guzma paused for a moment, gritted his teeth then looked away. “…Fuckin’ hell… Next week same time?”

The therapist sat back up straight. “Fine, but I have homework for you. I want you to go back to that woman’s house. If she’s still there I want you to tell her you did both paintings. And I want you to tell her why and how her words made you feel.”

“Yeah… I probably won’t do that.”

“I get paid either way.”   


( Beta-Read (or Edited) by @supersquiddle . amazing writer, amazing friend )

anonymous asked:

Y'all act as though I don't try to interact. Like I don't try to be a part of things but my stuff is always ignored. I've been part of this fandom since the beginning and never got a foot in the door no matter how hard I tried. It's always the same people. Always tagging one another instead of reaching out to smaller blogs.

Here’s the thing here Anon. Nonnie. Anonymous person I can’t properly respond to because you’re, well, on anon.

I wasn’t here at the beginning of the fandom. I didn’t actively get into this fandom until early 2015, almost a full year after the film had come out.

I didn’t know anyone coming in. So you know what I did? I produced content. But not only did I produce content, I reached out. I reached out because no one knew who I was. I came in without a clue and I just started tagging blogs that I noticed or responding to their post so I could start a dialogue. 

How do you think I met the people I did? The people I tag all the the time in posts? For @secondarysushicorps @kingsmanposts and @getinthefuckingjaeger, I found out they were all from a region I have family in through one of their posts and butted into the conversation and now I’ve met Nina in real life and text Kallie and tweet Mira.

I basically made fan edits and commentary for the original @kingsmanhartwin‘s fics until we started talking more and then I fangirled the current owner of the account into being friends with me too when I found out about her original work.

I think I met @elletromil and @sententiousandbellicose around the same time and then that broke some kind of dam and suddenly I was knee deep in new people I hadn’t even noticed on tumblr before, both big and small blogs.

I made friends, and I still have those friends, the “same people” I tag over and over because guess what? I know what they like. I know what they’re interested in. Because we’re friends. And they do the same for me because they know what I like and am interested in.

And you know? I do reach out to smaller blogs, new blogs, whenever I see them on my dash or when I’m browsing the Kingsman tag.

But you can’t expect me or anyone else to constantly be looking.

We do what we can to be accepting, welcoming, and to open dialogue with others, but as I already said, you cannot expect me or anyone to constantly be reaching out.

It’s a two way street. You have to put in the effort to. You can be in a fandom for forever and no one can know who you are and it sucks. I know that. Kingsman was my fourth fandom and the first one that I actually made friends in. But it was also the one that I put the most effort into. 

But I don’t know what to tell you, Nonny. I can’t really say anything more than I’ve already said. On my part, I tag people I know. I reach out to smaller blogs when I see them. I reblog content that I like in the tags and on my dash. I’m sorry if that’s not enough.

AAAAA I!Naturetale Ara boiii- to much detail oh my gosh what have I done

Naturetale @lavender-sans (no tag bc likeee, eeh)

I guess when he does this stuff, the wholeee new-au-new-look stuff, he gets some new abilities. Like heeeeere he can control vines and stuff

*lays down on floor* okay but Voltron single dad Shiro au where instead of raising the other four paladins, they’re helping him raise his child and it’s v much “It takes a village to raise a child” kind of thing.

- Shiro has a little six year old daughter named Kimiko from an engagement that didn’t pan out after he came back from his deployment overseas. There was a bit of a custody battle since the mom wouldn’t let Shiro see his daughter (who was only 5 months old when he came back), but after Kimi got really sick and lost her voice, Shiro got full custody.

- Keith lives with Shiro, who is his foster brother, to help him out at home and Shiro is constantly worried that Keith’s boyfriend Lance is going to just adopt his daughter one day and not bring her back. Lance calls her Kiwi its adorable

- They all work at the same cab company as drivers with Hunk, Pidge is the mechanic who will sometimes help drive, and Coran runs the dispatch. Their boss Alfor is v understanding about Shiro’s situation and will let Kimi hang out with Coran or Pidge in the office on weekends or whenever Shiro can’t find a babysitter

- They all learned ASL with Shiro and Kimi as she grew up, and Coran taught her morse code when she was four. This was a good idea right up until Lance decided to give her an air horn so Kimi could use it to wake her dad up in the mornings

- Allura is Alfor’s daughter who moves back to the town of Garrison after finishing up college and she meets Kimi and her heart just m e l t s. The first time Shiro meets her, Kimi is already sitting in her lap, teaching Allura how to finger spell her name

- Hunk is Kimi’s favorite mode of transportation and she will just cling to his back whenever she gets the chance. Hunk also bakes/cooks for her and her dad and uncle pretty much constantly since they’re both only passable in the kitchen. Its not unusual for Pidge, Hunk, and Lance to just invite themselves over for dinner

- Keith and Shiro’s foster parents passed before Kimi was born, but Lance’s family have all pretty much adopted the three of them and Alfor is Kimi’s Unofficial Official Grandpa, so she gets all the love

- Kimi has a verifiable ARMY of stuffed animals and she has names for all of them and she spends a solid hour and a half introducing them all to Allura the first time she comes over. Her favorite is the black stuffed lion that Shiro won for her at a fair that is literally twice her size

- Kimi is an absolute sweetheart and 100% Shiro’s daughter, but she was also partially raised by /Keith and Pidge/. She is the master of snark and Keith almost cries the first time Kimi gives Lance the perfect, silent “……… anyways,” glare

- She’s the flower girl at Lance and Keith’s wedding, and Lance ends up having to hold her the whole time he says his vows since she pretty much refuses to sit down since her dad is Keith’s best man and all her other uncles and aunts are in the wedding party. Shiro is forever miffed that Lance got a Cute Altar Moment with his daughter before he did

- Shiro learns ASL while he’s still adjusting to his new prosthetic and he and Keith spent a lot of long nights together trying to figure it all out while Kimi slept peacefully away on her dad’s chest

- Shiro is constantly questioning his decision to let his coworkers help watch Kimi because frankly they’re all a mess and he usually feels like he’s raising five kids instead of one. He loves them all dearly and he knows they love his daughter, but one can only walk in on Pidge trying to teach their six year old how to access his bank account to order new toys off Amazon so many times before Questioning Their Life Choices

- Lance and Coran knit all the baby stuff for Kimi once Shiro gets custody, like an obsurd amount. She could make a nest out of all the blankets they’ve made her over the years

Basically I just need all the Space Kittens raising a kid together and just forming this little tight-knit family over the years

11 questions tag~

i was tagged by the wonderful @jaehyunscult​ (ty ily mariel my soulmate you’re the cutest) 

So i’m gonna answer these questions mariel made and then come up with my own questions but i’m super boring (pt. 82741) sOOO HERE WE GOOOOOOO (AGAIN)

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Exposed: The NaruHina Troll

The TL;DR of this is, what happened on here is a lie. The girl exposed herself because no one besides me, @sasuke-prevails, @keepitmovinshawty, and @lilium-sns knew about her connections to the blog naruhinaislife. She tries to ruin my reputation and the reputation of the SNS and SS fandom, but she failed. Honestly, does she really think we are dumb enough to believe a suspicious side blog that actively cross-tags instead of bloggers like me and the ones I mentioned who are for years and years active in the fandom? 

The blog narutocoupleconfessions, who allegedly gets SNS and SS hate, is melon-ellen. She also runs other blogs that are called naruhinaislife, anti-sakura-sasusaku, asianwaffle123, and probably bitchylovewonderland. I don’t know if she has more blogs, but it’s very likely. This girl sent hate to herself. Before that, she sent horrible fake SS hate to her other blogs in order to ruin the reputation of the SS fandom, doing the same on narutocoupleconfessions where she allegedly got attacked by SNS fans.

Making these posts. 

She messaged me two days ago. Her blog naruhinaislife apologised to me (at 11:39 p.m.). I thanked her. Two minutes later (at 11:41 p.m.), I got a message from narutocoupleconfessions, giving me a compliment. Of course I thanked her too; however, I was suspicious. Both blogs followed me for exactly 17 days (yes, naruhinaislife, the girl who sent me NH hate and made the slut-shaming post about me, in fact, followed me). 

Both blogs messaged me with a difference of two minutes. Both blogs had the same style of writing. Both blogs had the same theme. Both blogs hated SS and got apparently hate from the SS fandom. Both blogs seemed to cross-tag, naruhinaislife excusing it by claiming it was an accident.

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Now, maybe it could be a coincidence, right? So I basically asked narutocoupleconfessions if she is naruhinaislife. She said it wasn’t her. We talked for a while—until naruhinaislife sent me a message. Then, narutocoupleconfessions stopped responding. At this point, I was sure both blogs are run by the same person, never mind the “coincidences.”

naruhinaislife said suddenly that she cannot follow me anymore and tried to follow me again. 

She did so, but with one of her other side blogs, asianwaffle123. 

That was when she accidentally exposed herself. I looked at this blog, and most of her posts were reblogs from her other side blogs (anti-sakura-sasusaku, melon-ellen, naruhinaislife and so on). I noticed that all these blogs often commented on each others’ posts, reblogging and liking them.

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Hm, that’s weird, isn’t it? They all have a connection to one another, huh? And all of these blogs don’t have any mutuals in the fandom–besides themselves. I don’t want to assume anything, though is it wrong if I’d think she could’ve possibly sent the message to herself to ruin the reputation of the SS fandom and get more attention?

Later on, my friend @lilium-sns sent anti-sakura-sasusaku anonymously a message. 

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She thought it’s me, portraying herself as the victim by using sophistical tactics such as guilt-tripping and presenting one-sided information and lying. I never mocked her. I sarcastically implied repeatedly it’s a weird coincidence. She played along, acting like she didn’t understand. Apparently, she did understand it and lied to me. Furthermore, she didn’t text me that she follows me and other SNS blogs. She said, “I don’t want to sound creepy, but you are breathtaking,” or something along the lines. I can’t screenshot the conversation anymore since she blocked me. 

My friend sent her a second message, saying that it wasn’t from me. What happens? A couple of minutes later, melon-ellen reblogs from her, although she wasn’t involved in the fandom for a long time.

I wonder why she didn’t answer yet to the message, huh? Maybe because she wants to portray me in a certain light, eh? 

Again, some of her blogs got hate before, but it was allegedly from the SS fandom. anti-sakura-sasusaku for example. One time, I and @sasuke-prevails got a copy and paste hate message.

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Or, the time I got hate from an Anon about NaruHina, just for naruhinaislife to slut-shame me and cross-tag. Why are they always connected to the hate?

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My friend @lilium-sns took the screenshot on the left. You can clearly tell it’s from the same person since they use the same term(s) and are the only one that knew about the situation and wanted to push the narrative of the bad SNS fandom/bad SNS shipper. 

I didn’t want to get involved at first, although she clearly attempts to harm me. Nonetheless, I believe this is important. No one from the SNS and SS fandom is sending her hate. Jeez. 

Cyberbullying is something everyone needs to take seriously. I got cyberbullied several times, and people tried to suicide bait me at least seven times by now, telling me they wish I would get stoned to death because I’m a “fag.” Thus, I am the last person who would make light of this. But if you dedicated yourself to trolling, essentially harming the SNS and SS fandom, then I think I have a responsibility to warn my fellow shippers.

It would be best to report this person. 

@actualblackwatchgenji

Yeah! I actually answered an ask about that exact thing. Basically my post was kinda lowkey aimed at one very specific person within a few ships that has been extremely transphobic. So the post was kinda egged on by them and some comments they made. But yes I love looking through the trans headcanon tags myself for some sweet validation; it just aggravates me to no end that some people just use those tags to block trans people even more :(

@artpharos replied to your post :tagged by @artpharos​ Thanks :D Rules: Answer the…

winnie the pooh on a dare you say

IT WAS A DARE. im constantly haunted by 2 people @battledove and my sister for that ONE winnie the pooh fanfic i wrote. (guys let it die) AND BASICALLY. i wanted my sis to watch a movie from my childhood and she said okay but she didnt wanna watch it so she made this deal if i watch winnie the pooh she will watch that movie. and i WAS LIKE HOW BAD COULD IT BE and i did. never has 1 hour and a half felt as long in my life as tht movie.

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Before & after of a shitty nursery tree I had sitting around. Basic steps: pinched off small growth so I could see the overall branch structure, picked a tentative front, removed front-facing and crossing branches on both sides, chopped a few more branches for shape, and let it be.

Made a sketch of the end result. The bulge at the very top with the two branches coming out, and the branch on the right, are all going to go. The right branch is just ugly and the bulge ruins the taper. I left them for now because I don’t know if this tree is going to live after the hackjob and I didn’t want to mutilate it anymore lol.

Basic Ask Meme

I was tagged by someone, but I had a bunch of asks tag, and well, I’m not the brightest, so of course I got lost  :p

What’s your basic…

Outfit:jeans and a hoodie or plaid shirt.
Shoes to go are: Boots
Makeup:Right after I eat something really greasy one could say ‘lip balm
Coffee order:Trenta Green Coffee drink is my thingy
Nighttime routine: Sometimes walk dog with hubs, snuggled with him, bother him a great deal because I’m a nigh owl, envy him for falling asleep in 45 seconds when that shit takes me about 3 hours, 27 different positions and a virgin sacrifice.
Staple meal:I’m so random, I don’t think I have a staple meal
The comfort from things you fear:My husband

Oh, well, I’ll spam because it is not as if I hadn’t already messed up all my tagging anyways XD @cantkeepmyeyesoff  @novamm66   @crashed-down-in-a-hurricane   @long-liv-prairies​   @ekoorb03   @kirkwallgirl   @amarmeme   @gwerian  @mapplestrudel  @slagginbitch   @dragonageamell   @kejj   @roguelioness   @ma-sulevin   @antivanraven  @the-typing-cat   @the-emerald-halla   @edgeworthscravat   @spooniefulofsugar   @the-queen-of-thedas  @elwenrhiannon   @ladydracarysao3   @the-awkward-math-writer   @nerdyholler  @talz2146   @fereldenpeach  @evilangel1119   @omnipotentoverlord   @elvesfromiceland  @thevhenan   @john-cousland   @captainceranna   @inner-muse    @allthealistair   @galadrieljones  @sloth-race   @alistairs  @stregatadallostregatto   @cullenaddict

Sim I’d Like to F…ondle Tag 😏

SILF = Sim I’d like to F.. ondle

There’s surely a sim out there, you’d like to fondle… Well, it’s time to tell it to everyone. Don’t be shy!

RULES: Choose a sim made by an another simblr you’d like to fondle if he/she was real… and then tag 5 simblrs.

*If you can find a picture of your SILF, it’s better but not mandatory.

So I was tagged by @reveal-the-fkn-sims 

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anonymous asked:

did u used to have a piece up called "you're mine"? i could've sworn u wrote it and it was honestly my favorite smut on this site but i can't seem to be able to find it

This ask made me freak out bc I was like “psh it’s right on my masterlist in my description” but then I remember I took my materlist down from there. Then I went to my navi and looked under the my writing tag and it wasn’t there either. I basically freaked out cause I couldn’t find it either bUT OMFG IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT SO MUCH AHHHH

anyways yes that was moi and here’s a direct ugly link to it for ya http://blowjobsattiffanys.tumblr.com/post/144673646394/youre-mine

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You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just way too long
I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most

You walked in to find Damon stood in front of his fireplace, downing yet another glass of scotch. He barely looked up as you stormed into the room, despite knowing exactly why you were there.

She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my, dick
I don’t know what it is with females
But I’m not too good with that, shit

You and Bonnie, seriously Damon?” You swiped the glass out of his hands and it landed with a crash in the fire. He grabbed hold of your wrist and backed you up against the wall; for a second you thought he was going to kiss you but he studied you for a minute before moving away. “Don’t overreact. It’s not like it meant anything.” Damon almost joked and you felt a tear threaten to escape.

And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that’s what I’m good at

This isn’t funny Damon. She was my best friend!” This time a tear did slide down your cheek and you cursed yourself for appearing weak. “You weren’t here. You were off with lover boy Nik.” He’d always been the jealous type, especially when it came to you being close to Klaus and his family. You had a feeling your trip to New Orleans would cause issues, but you didn’t think it would’ve fucked things up this much.
“So this is my fault now?”

I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it
Now pick your next move, you could leave or live wit’ it
Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet
Comes with a price tag, baby, face it
You should leave if you can’t accept the basics

You knew what getting involved with me meant. You made that choice.” He’d moved closer to you now and your breath caught as he trailed his hand down your arm. “I know what you like. You didn’t want basic; you wanted all-consuming, painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love.” His lips were touching yours now “Love is not supposed to be painful or devastating. Love isn’t supposed to hurt, Damon.” “Then stop loving me.” He said it so simply, like it was easy. For a moment you wish you could. “Stop fucking me around, or I will.”

Never was much of a romantic
I could never take the intimacy
And I know it did damage
Plus the look in your eyes, is killing me
I guess you knew an advantage
Cuz you can blame me for every thing
And I don’t know how imma manage
If one day you just up and leave

Damon smiled, it was like he hadn’t even heard you. Cupping your thighs with his hands, he lifted you up and rested you against the drawers.“I love you, [Y/N].” “All right, Damon.” He began trailing kisses down your cleavage and you smiled back. “I’ll buy you anything you want.” You rolled your eyes. He always wanted to get you something, show the world you were his. Or guilt buy you something when he messed up. “What do you want? Huh?” You sighed and pushed him off. “What I want, you can’t give me.” Damon staggered backwards and you took him in. He looked gorgeous stood there, shirt undone, completely wasted. “Try me.” You looked him in the eyes. “Emotional honesty.” “Oh, geez.” Damon smiled that signature smirk. “You been seeing that same therapist you wanted to send your sister to?” “Fuck you. Maybe I should.” He moved to the side of the drawers and fixed you both a drink. “All right.” He passed it to you and positioned himself so he was standing in between your legs, a hand on either thigh. “What would I tell him, Damon? All about the vampires of Mystic Falls? The way you fucked up my life?” “I didn’t fuck up your life.” “How you hate your mother? The way we have to hide out in this house?” You raised your hands and gestured to the room around you. Lily had already tried to kill you once and you didn’t want to test your luck a second time. Damon kissed your neck again and you continued. “The way you fuck?” “I thought you liked the way I fuck.” This caused him to pause and look up at you. “I do. It taps right into my own issues.” Damon laughed. “You’re fucking nuts, you know that?” You sighed and allowed him to continue. His hands already pulling at your shirt. If you were smart you’d have left a long time ago, but he was like a magnet pulling you in.

Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can


- Sorry about the swearing/weird themes. I hope you liked it anyway, I was listening to Kanye and thought why not.

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i was SUPER BORED so i made a cape but realized that some people might not know how to make the bestest cape ever! Your basic cape is just ‘tie a blanket around your neck’ but that never really ends up right, does it? Heck, you could even mark out where you put your fasteners and sew in buttons and buttonholes for a more resilient blanket cape!

Mid-Morning Coffee (AU)

Request: Hi, could you do an imagine where the reader is really nerdy and she hangs out with Natasha and Steve and they go to this coffee shop and then an old friend of theirs, Buck comes to work as a barista? Basically he’s really flirty and writes cute nicknames for you on your cup everyday till you tell him your name and then one day he writes his number? Maybe later on they could go on a cute date or something. Thanks!

Blog Tag: @heiresstoslytherin

A/N: I’ve had a sticky note with all of the plans for this since I got this request and I’ve been so excited to get to it! I hope you enjoy this! Keep an eye out for the hidden Captain America references I made in here. There are the regular ones that are obvious (appearances, in example), but there are eight references that are more or less hidden.

Warnings: None. It’s all fluff.

Word Count Total: 981

Short Imagine #42

Title: Mid-Morning Coffee (AU)

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RE: Address

I’ve had a post similar to this one saved in my drafts for months now, but after reading the post Mini made last night on his Tumblr (link for the curious), I think it might be worth talking about this again. 

So a while back, somebody made a post on Tumblr asking who everybody considered to be a part of the BBS, because it was a fan named group with no real criteria of who was and wasn’t included, and they were curious. Now, I don’t know what caused me to think so deeply about that, but I did, and basically came to this conclusion:

There are no official or unofficial members of the BBS. There never was. It was a group name we made up to make tagging easier, and to me, it’s never been more than that. You could include or not include whoever you want under that heading, and the name would still hold true. People just decided who to include based on who their favourites were, and it was never anything more than that. 

Of course, there are a few people that p much everyone choose to include (namely Vanoss, Delirious, Wildcat, Mini, Nogla, Lui, Marcel, Brock, and Brian), but there was no real rhyme or reason to that beyond who was around most often at the time (late 2014), and/or who just so happened to be apart of the most popular (and only) pairings. Even then, you could take any of them out, and the name would still be applicable. BBS was never a box, and it’s always been more of an abstract concept that was open to interpretation. It was a name given to a general circle of friends for convenience, and the lines of who exactly counted have always been very blurred. It was never a group of specific people (even though some fans tended to include the same people), and certainly not a group with a clearly defined leader. 

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