because i found one that says

anonymous asked:

Do you think an EXO member has seen one of your video's? If yes, which member saw which video and what has his reaction been like?

I am not 100% sure but I think Baekhyun might’ve seen this video where it looks like he’s reacting to Lotto. The reason I say this is because some Korean exo-ls found that vid and not only commented on it but also posted it on insta and not only did they tag him in it but everyone else who was reposting that vid on insta tagged him in it as well.

A few days later I received a message from what I assumed to be a Korean account with just the words “He has seen it” and I was really creeped out but idk asdfghjk

eyesnotwhys  asked:

Hi! Before I start I have to say you're one of the best advice blogs I've found for this kind of thing. I've been noticing lately that my writing is always very dialogue heavy, and that I seem unable to use anything else to drive the story. Do you have any tips for making stories more balanced?

Aww, thank you <3  I’m really not the best because it took me way too long to answer this (thanks executive dysfunction 👍).  Anyway, here goes…

So most people I know have this problem or the opposite – it depends on what you’re more comfortable with.  Personally, I’m heavier on the description and lighter on dialogue, which presents just as many issues.  The reason for this, I think, is because I’m more comfortable with my own voice (author’s voice) than I am with my characters’ voices.  So if you’re experiencing the opposite problem, I’d ask you how comfortable you feel with your author’s voice.  If you don’t really know what your voice is or how it sounds, that could be your problem right there.

But there are other causes, so I’ll give you a diagnostic checklist.  Ask yourself:

  • Is the setting weaker than the plot and characters?  Many dialogue-heavy stories become that way because the setting is inessential to the story – that’s why most fanfiction is mainly dialogue.  The ideal setting for your story is interactive – even if it’s character-centric or takes place in a dull apartment in the city.  Find a way to include your characters’ surroundings/community in the story.  Otherwise, your story is missing one part of the Holy Trinity (plot, characters, and setting).  And that’s just tragic!
  • Are you in the wrong POV or tense?  A point-of-view that’s too distant from the characters thoughts/feelings/sensations (e.g. Third-Person Omniscient) can trip you up if it doesn’t suit you.  A POV that’s too close to the action (e.g. First-Person) can create an urgency that doesn’t allow time for description.  This effect can also be caused by present-tense stories.  Overall, just examine your POV-tense combo and make sure it’s not holding you back.
  • Could it be a pacing problem?  When a story reaches a climactic moment – especially with action sequences, arguments, flashbacks, etc. – authors tend to lean on auditory storytelling.  Stories seem to move faster when you cut out all the senses except what the character hears.  This is a good tool in moderation; but if you find yourself constantly in this state, your story may be moving too quickly.  On the other hand: if your dialogue is largely used for character development or humor, and not for moving the story forward, your plot is going too slowly.  In this case, consider dropping a subplot or just moving more aggressively.
  • Are your characters doing or just talking about doing?  One of the most agonizing mistakes a writer can make is creating characters who can’t put their money where their mouth is.  They talk about loving the Dream Girl or fighting the Big Bad Villain or Changing Their Life(!) but they wait fifteen chapters just to take the first step.  So make sure your characters are active – that they’re the ones driving the plot forward and not vice-versa.
  • Do you have “stick-figure characters”?  So your plot can be paced well, and your characters can be active, and the setting can be great, but ultimately, there are still going to be dialogue scenes.  Since these scenes are where you’re most comfortable operating, start there.  Keep your characters alive.  That means that when they’re exchanging puns or fighting over the last crepe, they shouldn’t just be doing that.  Use body language.  Have Jacob nervously tap his foot and stare at the salt shaker while he tries to come up with a pun, all the while feeling his crush staring at him impatiently.  Let Erika grab Tori by the wrist and try to elbow her back away from the crepe, because she really wants the crepe.  Conversations may be had on couches in real life, but in fiction, it’s always better to have a discussion on a rolling log.

That’s all I can think of right now!  If you have any more questions, be sure to send them in!  Happy writing :)


If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask me!

anonymous asked:

I need help. I don't know if I'm asexual, or of I just haven't found the right person, because I always feel jealous of my friends that are in relationships, but there's never someone that I feel interested in.

I mean, I’d say you are ace an just jealous of a relationship tbh. Plus even if you found “”the one”” that wouldn’t be a usual heterosexual experience anyways. It would likely be far more demi or grey. 

BTS:  Younger sister being betrayed in a relationship *read original request*

Original Request:   “Hello can I request the BTS and Monsta X members having a younger sister and reacting to her coming to the dorm in tears one night, because she found out that her boyfriend of 9 months has been cheating on her/ been in a 4 year relationship and lied about it. He also lied to the sister saying that she meant more to him than just sex, and he took her virginity too.. and his girlfriends friend is verbally attacking the sister on social media. this happened to me a week or so ago, so that’s fun.”


Yoongi:

He would stay mostly silent while you explained your situation to him, although there was millions of things going on in his mind.  He would be thinking about how to comfort you, how to stop the idiots from bullying you on social media, and how to get away with murder, all at the same time, while listening to you break down in front of him.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Jimin:

Cutesy Jimin would disappear so fast the second you started explaining what this man did to you.  He might not confront the person right up front but he would do something about the people harassing you and if it persisted any further, he would then take it up with the scum bag who started all of this in the first place.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Seokjin:

Seokjin couldn’t believe what he was hearing.  He never could have imagined not being able to protect his little sister from something like this.  He would take action against the people harassing you, maybe even legal action and would make it his duty to protect you from any future potential harm that might come your way.

Originally posted by eyomo

Hoseok:

Hoseok would probably do the most in terms of taking action against the people involved in hurting you.  He would make it very clear to the man you had been dating his thoughts about him and what he would do if he ever tried to contact you again.  He would also consider taking legal action against the online harassment. 

Originally posted by jaayhope

Namjoon:

For once, his brain would shut off.  He was an excellent listener and knew the basic things to say to a person during a traumatic event but since you were his little sister, all words would fly out the window.  He would try every once and a while to say something but would come up empty handed.  Listening to you vent, he would stick by your side and become extra protective of you afterwards.

Originally posted by changkyuh

Taehyung:

His eyes would immediately be filled with concern but he would be unsure of what to do.  He would most likely just try to be your emotional rock, trying to avoid any confrontation that would cause more drama and stress for you.

Originally posted by cmtae

Jeongguk:

Lord help the boy who did this to his little sister.  Baby little maknae would be no more.  His incredible hulk like muscles would be practically aching to kill the guy.  He would most likely only get physical with the person as a last resort, however, he would make a very obvious yet indirect threat to the people who were hurting you.

Originally posted by docmayu

Request texts, snapchats, scenarios, reactions, groups as___(Ex: Got7 as highschoolers), smuts, MTL, and series ideas for Bigbang, BTS, Exo, Got7, Monsta X, and Seventeen

I found the BEST ambient conversation in ME:A

(I feel like it’s important to understand that this is between a dude receiving a routine medical exam because he just woke up from cryo, and the doctor doing said exam)

Doctor: What brings you to Andromeda?

Dude: Terrible luck with women, for one.

Doctor: Even with billions to choose from?

Dude: None of them understood me. Said I was “obnoxious.” As if they even know me!

Doctor: Uh-huh.

Dude: Say, are you looking to hook up? There’s a prize right before your eyes.

Batfam and spring break

*ahhh yes spring break, crime and fun beaches and babes *well ..from the batfam spring break is more crime then fun *crime rises because we’ll ..drunk teenagers *but every so often the family does go to the beach *should I mention dick jays and Tim’s highschool fun years ? *oh yes, yes I think I should we all know dick and Jay were fuck boys or well flirts but Tim .. *tim was the worst of all, drinking babes and having a good time *let’s just say batman one time found Tim in a drunk fight *Tim won of course *but oh boy was everyone shocked even Damian *little Timmy was going out getting drunk and flirting with ..girls man was Jason shocked but also proud *of course The got scolded by Dick .and we Jason taught him all had pickup lines *I need another drink you’re too hot and it’s making me thirsty * hello I’m Tim drake yeah me Bruce Wayne’s son *those were the ones Jason suggested mad said they would work *let’s just say by the end Tim had a bad hangover

Found some nice throw backs to the trilogy today

- Shadow broker (1st one, not liara) call with alec. He mentioned barla von!

- Zaeed’s son really likes killing kett (i cried a little because i love zaeed and I’m glad he got a reference. Still sad about robin saccs. gone, but not forgotten) i wonder if zaeed knew him?

- archangel paint job for the nomad. The description says something to the effect of ‘someone who’d go to hell and back with you’. Also, the hex paintjob looks like miranda’s outfit and it makes me happy

- i have the sr2 model ship and a citadel model in my cabin. Model ship collecting is a very good hobby

Still sad to report i haven’t heard anything at all about shepard. I thirst for any little drop on gossip about them.

every time i go into any chipmunk related tags i know i’ll find at least one thing to piss me off but this time i found a bunch

  • that ridiculous post i reblogged
  • the official facebook page reposted art from one of the most well known nicest artists in the fandom (it’s joke art of the boys looking like they got rabies of all things why would you post that on the official page)
  • someone saying they only watch chipmunks because the chipettes voices match their und*rtale oc ??? ok congrats? get out the tag
  • another post comparing alvin to tr*mp STOP THAT

This stuff about “sex trafficking rings run by the elite” thing REEKS of the satanic cult scare of the 80s and 90s to me. The whole thing blew up big with even major TV networks giving air time to alleged witnesses and ex-cult members.

Thing is, it turned to have been nothing but hysteria created from a combination of urban legends, hoaxes (I recall one case turned out to be a grandmother brainwashing her granddaughter to think her parents were devil worshipers to get custody) and con-men playing off of it for attention. I’m sure mentally ill people that couldn’t separate their delusions from reality being taken seriously also played a role.

Not to say there’s not scumbags in positions of power and fame because there is and always will be. The scandals in the Catholic Church that were never properly dealt with until the current Pope, Jared Fogel, Gary Glitter, or any politician ever arrested for indecent crimes for example. Also that British children’s host whose name escapes me, the one that was never found out until after his death.

It’s just that the more outlandish stories and grasping at crazy straws seem like that sort of hysteria all over again, only more dangerous since it latches onto a grain of truth to keep fueling itself. 

10

It’s a long-standing tradition for the sitting president of the United States to leave a parting letter in the Oval Office for the American elected to take his or her place. It’s a letter meant to share what we know, what we’ve learned, and what small wisdom may help our successor bear the great responsibility that comes with the highest office in our land, and the leadership of the free world.

But before I leave my note for our 45th president, I wanted to say one final thank you for the honor of serving as your 44th. Because all that I’ve learned in my time in office, I’ve learned from you. You made me a better President, and you made me a better man.

Throughout these eight years, you have been the source of goodness, resilience, and hope from which I’ve pulled strength. I’ve seen neighbors and communities take care of each other during the worst economic crisis of our lifetimes. I have mourned with grieving families searching for answers – and found grace in a Charleston church.

I’ve taken heart from the hope of young graduates and our newest military officers. I’ve seen our scientists help a paralyzed man regain his sense of touch, and wounded warriors once given up for dead walk again. I’ve seen Americans whose lives have been saved because they finally have access to medical care, and families whose lives have been changed because their marriages are recognized as equal to our own. I’ve seen the youngest of children remind us through their actions and through their generosity of our obligations to care for refugees, or work for peace, and, above all, to look out for each other.

I’ve seen you, the American people, in all your decency, determination, good humor, and kindness. And in your daily acts of citizenship, I’ve seen our future unfolding.

All of us, regardless of party, should throw ourselves into that work – the joyous work of citizenship. Not just when there’s an election, not just when our own narrow interest is at stake, but over the full span of a lifetime.

I’ll be right there with you every step of the way.

And when the arc of progress seems slow, remember: America is not the project of any one person. The single most powerful word in our democracy is the word ‘We.’ 'We the People.’ 'We shall overcome.’

Yes, we can.

And if you’d like to stay connected, you can sign up here to keeping getting updates from me.

President Barack Obama 

3

I think about love on a scale from 1 to 10. Most of us find a 6 or 7, and that’s why we have divorce. It’s the truth. We settle for that 6 or 7. But I like to think Kevin is Chiron’s 10. He’s found that and he realizes that there’s no reason to settle for a 6 or a 7 because, “I know this person is my 10. Whether or not this person believes I’m his 10, I’m going to devote my life to this person entirely.” That’s why the line where he says, “You’re the only man that’s ever touched me,” for me, was the most amazing, most beautiful thing I’ve seen in cinema, period. Because that’s what we strive for as people, to find that one person because they’re there. If Kevin doesn’t feel that they should be together, Chiron is just going to die a miserable person because that’s his person and he won’t settle for anything else. But I like to think they’re together, walking in Central Park hand-in-hand when they’re 90 years old. - Trevante Rhodes

Moonlight (2016, dir. Barry Jenkins)

Texan Keith

• had to learn line and square dancing as a gym requirement in elementary + the first year of intermediate school

• can only remember the choreography to “Cotten-Eyed Joe”

• taught lance how to dance the choreography to “Cotten-Eyed Joe” because lance asked him to immediately after lance found out

• says “bless your heart” at every possible situation

• is it sincere? is he wishing you’d suffer? no one knows

• says “all y'all”

• is simultaneously annoyed when other people say “all y'all” because “all you all” makes no gosh darn sense. filthy hypocrite

• saw the outside of NASA 1 (one) time through a car window

• can’t say the word “Texas” without a Texan accent. it’s just. it’s not possible when you’ve lived here so long

• keith, seeing northerners make fun of the southern dialect: don’t y'all know we don’t talk like that? i ain’t never heard a single person talk like you folks think we do,

after some reflection I decided that year 2 of Night Vale supplied us with the best lines ever:

  • “Did he say something?!?!?! …Was it cute??????”
  • “He is holding a cat.”

  • “Oh,” I said again, but softer, sadder – which is when he leaned forward and kissed me. Just once. Just…gently. Just before slipping out of the car and into the lab.” 

  • “Hello? Hello? I’m Cecil! Cecil Gershwin Palmer! And you cannot scare me! You cannot! You canno –…Hello?” (this was great because we found out Cecil’s actual full name)

  • “Did you know there’s a Faceless Old Woman who secretly lives in your home? It’s true! She’s there now. She’s always there, just out of your sight. Always just out of your sight.” (the first mention of the FOW!)

  • “Ahh ahh, I see. The sun is going out. Yes. A black tumor of darkness, of absence, is on the face of the brightness. The brightness is dimming. The source of all life is going, is joining the rest of us in taking today to do nothing.That’s probably not good.We should probably do something about that.But…it’s like…well, anyway. At least I got to see how Breaking Bad ended.”

  • Listeners, the only thing more terrifying than seeing the devil is no longer being able to see the devil!

  • “Trees,” she said sadly. “They are us,” she added, waving her hand lazily in the air, as if to shoo away a very slow bee.

  • “We’re getting more updates about those doors. In fact, I have a very important scientist on the phone right now. He’s at the very top of his field, a really handsome scientist!” 
    Stop!”

  • “Sad is not the land that has no hero. Sad is the land that needs a hero.” 

  • “Not one citizen outside of Tamika and her band of brilliant, brave, children stood up to tyranny today! We all chose to stand down, and hope change would be won for us, and not by us! By someone else, we believed. A hero, we believed.But belief is only step one. Action is step two. Fighting for what you believe is step two. Solidarity is step two. Unity is step two. We did not take step two today, Night Vale!And now there will be no step three!”

  • “I’ve got guests in my studio. I don’t know how they undid my secret barricade made of cardboard signs that said “KEEP OUT!” and “SECRET ROOM!” in all caps with an exclamation point “ 

  • BASICALLY THE WHOLE OPENING PART OF OLD OAK DOORS PART A WITH KEVIN AND LAUREN LIKE HOLY CRAP I CRY LAUGHING EVERY TIME
  • I’m not a hero. I’m a scientist! 
  • A scientist is always fine.

  •  Cecil, hey. Um, it’s Carlos.
  • I– I– I hate that I got your voicemail, but listen, I figured it out.

:)))

Today’s Misophonia Visibility Day! Misophonia is a condition in which negative emotions, thoughts, and physical reactions are triggered by specific sounds. In my case, these sounds were mainly pen clicking, pen spinning, sniffing, and loud (gum) chewing. 

I was 12 when I first got misophonia. It made me feel irrationally angry and on edge, and violent thoughts sometimes surfaced. I couldn’t concentrate in class and couldn’t even eat with my own family. This hurt my relationship with them, but I didn’t say anything because I thought I would get over it. Unfortunately, I actually got more “rage sounds” as I got older.

Through the internet, I found out that I had misophonia and that a fair amount of people had it. There’s little to no research on it, but I was still overwhelmed by the fact I wasn’t alone. I soon informed my friends, all of whom have been very supportive since then. Even one friend found out that she had misophonia too and we have bonded over it. This year, I told my mom and she has been a lot more understanding. Though I still recoil from noises at school and in the streets, I am very grateful of everyone who has been supporting me.

Please spread the word about misophonia! If anyone you know has misophonia, please try to accommodate them! A lot of us have been suffering in silence and loneliness and we could really use any support we can. Every effort counts. Happy Misophonia Visibility Day!

Please, just picture this.

Really little costumes, even before Victor’s junior days. Imagine Victor having them all, even the very first one he got for his first performance on the ice.

Imagine years later, Yuuri comming back to that one closet, where they decided to keep most of their skating stuff after their wedding, and a couple of months after they got a house of their own.

Imagine Yuuri looking for the smallest in the bunch. Finding the perfect one and coming back after a while, to where Victor and their baby boy are sitting while watching some of Victor’s old skating routines. The little boy brightens when he sees what his Dad found. “He wanted to be just like his Papa.” Yuuri says. “So I’ll think this will do.”

And the smile both make while looking at their son trying to put on, one of Victor’s past clothes, not really sure how he’s supposed to make himself fit. Struggling to put it on as fast as possible, because he can’t wait to go out and try skating in them.

Imagine Victor and Yuuri just looking at each other and laughing to themselves. Because they know their son loves skating as much as they do.

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Ok but how would he know.

He’s been trapped in a puzzle for 3000/5000 years, right? Was he even conscious in there? How could he hear all the things people were calling him over the ages? And where did he even get “Yami”?

Because I like to think he spent the first few weeks after the puzzle was solved floating around at Yugi’s shoulder like “Who the fuck am I.” And at some point he overheard Yugi’s grandpa explaining the lore behind the puzzle, like:

Solomon: Legends say that this puzzle belonged to an ancient Egyptian pharaoh!

Yami: Sounds legit. That could be me, right? I feel vaguely pharaoh-y.

Solomon: And the hieroglyphs in the tomb where the puzzle was found spoke of a “King of Games!”

Yami: That’s a super cool title, I’m keeping that one.

Solomon: And the inscription on the puzzle reads “The one who solves me shall gain the powers and knowledge of darkness.”

Yami: Guess that’s me. I’m the darkness.

And when Yugi finally gets around to asking him his name he’s like “Ah, yes, my name. I have…many names. So many names. That I remember. Like…Pharaoh. And…King of Games. And. Uh. Uh… *looks down at the puzzle* dARKNESS.”

tldr; “Yami” was totally a line-of-sight name he got stuck with.

Percy Weasley

Slav’s Species Name

i’m not sure if anyones made a post about this yet! if so, i’m so sorry!

so this is really all speculation, and if anyone has any more input, i’d be really glad to hear it, but from what i’ve watched of season 2, i’m almost positive the name of slav’s alien species is Bytor. mainly because of that one quick scene in Stayin’ Alive, when Allura and the mice are playing charades. the mice stack atop each other, and start waving their paws around, a set of eight. Allura sees this and says:



while this is really really vague, i just found it interesting that they’d add this right after slav was introduced? 



Edit: i wanted to add this because i’d forgotten!

what does that make bytor water?

tbh, i just think hunk loosely described charades to the mice and allura, so they chose random words? I don’t think it’s an actual thing. 

and then theres the lil’ prisoner in s1 ep1 that looks really similar to slav, who’s most definitely a bytor, too! 

someone already added the picture, but i have one saved so why not lmao


So, where do I even start? Let’s go back to the very beginning. A bag of metaphors still burning inside of me, a poet that’s always lost past 3am. I found you there. Inside of destroyed ink, the splatter words we say to the dark, the reasons as to why their shadows stick closer to who they used to be than who they are currently– you’re still the ocean that calms my heavy rain, I’m still a writer that lacks some guidance, you’re still more words worth spilling and I’m still in love with the way I haven’t been, I’ll be there one day, I’ll get there one day, I’ll love me one day. I hope you believe every word because silence keeps us damaged, but we’re still breathing easier around the prompts, around the poetry and around the pouting– you still believe. You do. You still love me like how I love you. You’re still around, after a year… you’re still here. You’ve been invited to many of my late night walks, you’ve been loved since day one. You’ve seen lovers come and go, you’ve been waiting for that day– a day that doesn’t have the words like pain, hurt or gone. Pain is something like a song we’ve been hearing all of our lives. Hurt is something like a truth we shouldn’t have heard. Gone is something like a feeling we’ve left in the wind. Our exes will remember us as lovers who cut ties oh so quickly, but they’ll also remember us as lovers who will never stop loving them– because even if it’s from afar, an island, an ocean, another galaxy, another star, another universe, an alternate dimension– in some way, in many ways… we’ll always love them for changing us into who we are, and who we are… that’s just another story to tell. You’re still another person worth loving, why not, right? I hope you’ve been smiling, but I know better. So I write your lips down as my favorite poem, now repeat after me– something as endless as this, these words, this poetry– you’re my hope, you’re my hopeful, you’re my love, you’re my lovely, you’re my open sky, you’re my lonely stars, you’re my last drop of blood, you’re the superglue on this tiny heart, you’re still words we’ve yet to say, but I’ll still try– I’m still loving, I’m still trying, I’m still loving, I’m still trying. I do it everyday. I won’t miss a day. I repeat these words everyday. It has to. I do. It’s my favorite song about us. It has to look beautiful in the end, it’s worth it. It has to work out one day, even if we’re alone. It has to be starlight, or fuck, I’ll die trying. It has to be this, because this is what I want. So I guess what I’m really trying to say is… I’m glad that you’re still holding on. I’m proud of you. We’re still finding out about love, we’re still finding out about trust. And to be honest? Even if we don’t. I’ll be your backbones, you can be these red threads. I’ll be your walk, you can be the breathing. If you’re a poem, I’ll be your metaphor. And if metaphors finally understand themselves, I’ll be your simile. I’ll be frank with you, I love you because you’re just like poetry. Something that’s hard to write, something that’s required– and unless you plan to be somewhere else, please– slowly, but surely place your words into me. Sometimes we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we love and we lie to ourselves while doing all of this loving, but darling, it’s going to be okay. It has to because even if love kills me, I have to believe that we’re worth more than these hearts stitched into our sleeves. Daylight, darling, my poetic disaster– you’re a masterpiece that came from dirt and dust, but let me tell you– those brown eyes may as well be golden, because you’re the brightest thing about any morning– you’re the only thing worth keeping safe, you’re a forehead kiss sent after forever and always in hopes that one day… it’ll kiss you back. And if it doesn’t, I’d still sing you back to sleep.
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