brief explaination

the north node and what it wants to tell you

Aries nn: ‘Put yourself out there. There is more to yourself than you think. Feel your inner being and the power within - be brave. The never ending power of Mars screams as you put ypur foor out there in the world, they won’t see you coming, therefore you’ll be too fast.’

Taurus nn: ‘Patience and a calm voice will take a grip on your life and your eye for beauty and wealth will guide you to your own way of comfort and stability, live the life you want and deserve, the earthy side of Venus will hold you tight.’

Gemini nn: ‘The airy side of mercury takes you on a journey of intellect and imsgination. Like Peter Pan your mind has to go through the labyrinths of the earths mad mind and has to multitask simplicity in order to not drown in endless thoughts.’

Cancer nn: ‘There are roots you have to dig for. Look at them, be close to your family and listen to the voice within you. There is strength in caring and softness, the love and emotion of the moon is within you, the strength of your own mother is within you.’

Leo nn: ‘Go out and show yourself, there is absoluetly no reason why you should be afraid. Be creative, shine warmly, alllow yourself self expression. Take pride in the things you say and do. The warm hand of the sun lays on your shoulder.’

Virgo nn: ’You will stare into the future with clearer eyes. You will start tidying up your life, you’ll be a professional. And that is something that the analytical, earthy side of mercury promises you, what was so unsure and in the dark will be put in the light, a plain, neat, yet so comforting light.’

Libra nn: ‘Being with others is not bad, indeed, the contact with others may help you reflect your own being. Solitude, peace and justice will be by your side, the gentle breaze of Venus will touch your soul, there will be a mental fulfillment later on.’

Scorpio nn: ‘Rebuilt yourself, again and again until you feel the power in your veins, the strength that lays in the dark and the obscure. Learn to be quiet, learn to listen, learn to transform yourself, to finally let go and to see through things. The radiance of Pluto is within you.’

Sagittarius nn: ‘You will understand and learn as you travel deeper into the meaning of life, carefree you will take risk and challenges, Jupiters laugh will guide you with a bright light and and with a limitless fire within you will go after everything you crave and deserve.’

Capricorn nn: ’You may have to accept hardness, you may have to feel coldness but that’s how life out there goes. You master all higher formes with time and success will be your reward. You will be stronger, you will be wiser, that is what Saturn will bring you on your journey, the soft and honest ‘you done well’ of a father.’

Aquarius nn: 'Uranus storms and transforms your life and the you will become they. Innovative, provocative and humanistic thoughts flow through your mind, paired with the endless rebellion that brings your newborn self to the public.’

Pisces nn: 'The unconsciousness will bring light in your darkness. You might not understand now but that’s because you have to look further into the future and further into the past in order to understand life. The transcendental era of life must be mastert, the unconditional love given and the luminous softness of Neptun will guide you.

anonymous asked:

Hey, could you please recommend me some books or information to read about sigils? Thank you so much

Ooh have I got a thing for you - [my sigils FAQ blog page]. If you can’t view that, you can find a rebloggable version [on my old blog], but some of the links might be dead / broken at this point. (I hardcore need to rewrite that for this blog, don’t I?) Imma copy and paste the links and resources section for you from my blog page, just in case:

Links and Resources

* = external links and resources

So yeah. Sigils. Enjoy, anon :D

anonymous asked:

Got any coming out tips?? I'm in a safe environment so I'm not at risk, but it's still difficult...

Here is literally everything I can think of about coming out:

In general:

  • Don’t come out around holidays or stressful family events
  • Be clear with the person you’re coming out to about who else you are out to so they don’t out you to other people accidentally
  • Specify what changes you want to make now, e.g. new name, new pronouns, etc.
  • Specify, if it’s appropriate (e.g. when coming out to a parent or close friend), what changes you may want to make in the future, e.g. hormones, surgery, etc. Don’t feel obligated to share this information to anyone but people you are close with.
  • Remind them that you’re still the same person you’ve always been
  • Be kind and patient with them if they are sad, confused, shocked, or scared. Don’t engage if they are hostile or refuse to even try to understand or accept you.

Coming out in person:

  • Plan what you’re going to say ahead of time. It will save you the difficulty of having to figure out how to phrase things when you’re nervous.
  • Choose a time when the person is not busy and is in a good mood
  • Try to anticipate questions they might have and plan how you will respond

Writing a letter:

  • This is a good method if you get very anxious coming out to people in person
  • Proofread and revise; try to have someone else read it if possible (you can post it (anonymously if necessary) on online support forums if you aren’t out to anyone)
  • Give it to them and then give them space to read it, but still make sure you are still accessible (personally, I went to a friend’s house, but knew my mother could call or text if she needed to; you can also just stay in your room)

Coming out on social media:

  • It’s often a good idea to tell close friends and relatives personally before coming out on social media
  • A brief post explaining the changes that need to be made (e.g. name, pronouns, gendered terms like niece/nephew, etc.) should suffice
  • You can also just change your name on the account and wait for people to catch on
  • Really, you can do anything you want. Coming out on social media is pretty flexible.
  • If you have conservative people who follow/friend you on your account, be prepared for the possibility of rude comments. Feel free to block/unfriend them.

Coming out with a powerpoint:

  • Seems oddly formal to me, but it works great for some people
  • Helps you organize your thoughts
  • You can add silly slide transitions if you want to be a bit less serious about it

If you’re nervous:

  • Deep breaths
  • Positive thoughts
  • Consider how you will respond ahead of time if people react badly, but don’t dwell on it
  • Tell someone you’re already out to so they can provide moral support

Afterwards:

  • Communicate frequently. Tell them when they do things that upset or hurt you. Ask them what you can do to make the change easier for them.
  • As long as they’re trying, be patient. Adjusting to a new name, pronouns, and way of seeing someone takes time. Give gentle reminders when they slip up.
  • Provide resources. Our resources tag (link) has info that can be helpful for families of trans people. You can also direct them to this blog to ask questions, if you think that would help.
  • Be prepared for conflict. It can take a while for people to understand.
  • Rely on your support system
  • Encourage the person/people you came out to to rely on their support system. Acknowledge that having a loved one come out as trans can be difficult or scary, but discourage them from trying to make you deal with their fears and confusion. If possible, direct them to a local support group for family and friends of trans or LGBTQ people.

Good luck!

Followers (and Kayden/Ami), if you have any other tips, let me know and I’ll add them in.

-Jesse

Orange Zest

College!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Wanda and Reader cast a love spell.

Word Count:1,357

Warnings: Witchcraft, Fluff

A/N: This one shot is for my hoe’s - @marvelous-fvcks - birthday, I hope you had an amazing day and an even better evening! Love you lots 

Originally posted by spdrparker

The air smelled like burnt lavender and a heavy cloud of smoke began to fill the tiny dorm room. You sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor and flapped your hand in front of your face as the sting of smoke sent you into a coughing fit. 

Wanda’s hair had become a tussled mess. She rubbed her eyes, smearing mascara around them.

“Okay, my bad.” She raised her hands defensively. “I didn’t know these two ingredients could cause an explosion.”

“I thought you said you were a witch.”

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anonymous asked:

im a hoe for both your smut and angst so can you please do the RFA + Saeran developing feelings for MC and confessing when they're only friends with benefits?

I’ve been wanting to write out such an au fic with one of these characters! One day…orz. I hope you don’t mind me writing about this happening outside of mc stumbling along the messenger!
(Scum’s life tip: Be very prepared if you ever get in a FWB relationship. Feelings get developed easy and it hurts when they’re not returned! Be careful!!)

Zen

- Zen, typically, didn’t persue one night stands. There were chances of it damaging his career, and honestly, some women got a little too obsessed with him at times.

- However, one night out drinking with cast after the final show, and he landed back at his place with you in tow

- Normally, he wouldn’t do this. He wouldn’t be squeezing your ass, grinding against you with a teasing smirk. He wouldn’t be panting your name as your teeth left indents on his neck, shoulder, and grazing lower.

- But he was. And if the two of you enjoyed this one night together, both desperately needing release, why not keep it up?

- And that was when he fucked up.

- At first, it was fun. He got to build up his sexual stamina again, was able to send more risque pictures for once, and listening to your moans and gasps of praise was doing wonders for his self esteem

- But you would leave soon after, refusing all of his offers to let you stay the night. Sometimes he even got a glimpse of you texting other guys, and it was hard swallowing his jealously and pretending nothing happened.

- At first, he tries to ignore it, but since he has to see you nearly every day during rehearsals, its rough. Especially when the other guys are trying their best to flirt with you. There was more than one time he had to take a decent break to cool down from that.

- But then, of course, the two of you have to do some romantic scene together. He nearly pours his heart out through the lines, but of course you don’t assume he means the scripted words. He invites you over that night, and you decline saying you’re busy, and he’s left wondering if you’re being busy with someone else.

- He tries cutting communications off for a week, and fails miserably when you text two days later needing a pick-me-up.

- That night, with your permission, he’s rougher than usual. It’s not sweet and gentle like your sessions had started to become, but mainly reminiscent of your first night together.

- When you point that out, cooling down from another romp, he tries to ignore it, but you keep pressing the topic futher and futher, and he finally admits his jealously.

- “Zen, you know we’re not dating, right?”

- He feels so fucking stupid. He gets up, getting dressed and preparing for you to leave again.

-“Zen…Are you wanting to date?”

- “It’s pretty clear you don’t want to.”

- “I never said that.”

- He drops the shirt he was holding, looking at you with an expression of surprise that makes you laugh.

- “If you wanted to, I wouldn’t mind giving it a shot, Zen.

Jaehee

- The two of you actually started out as friends for a while. Before she could understand that her feelings for you weren’t just platonic.

- Neither of you considered being more than friends until one night, the both if you stressed and tired, decided to watch a movie. Sitting next to each other turned to cuddling, cuddling turned to handholding and kissing, and next thing she knew she was naked in bed with you the morning after.

- She was too scared to lose the only friend she had, so she brought up possibly becoming friends with benefits, and swallowed down any confused feelings.

- I mean…If she enjoyed it, it was beneficial for her too, right?

- It wasn’t long until that was proven otherwise. Sure, each time that they two of you met up, it felt amazing. All her stress from work vanished, and she enjoyed every minute with you.

- But when you weren’t around? She never know she could become more stressed out than the last time Jumin set up a cat project right during the quarterly reports. Her emotions were all over the place, and she nearly even snapped at Zen once in the chatroom before she realized who she was talking to.

- So, she tried to be the bigger person and cut it off. She invited you over, made some decaf coffee to help her nerves, and spilled everything out. How much she ached afterwards, and that the cons were starting to outweigh the benefits.

- Somewhere along her explaination, you had started crying, and she…honestly didn’t know how to deal with that. She tried comforting you the best she could, but before she could offer any kind words, you were stuttering out on how you were wanting to see if the two of you could be something more.

- And that’s when she admitted that the reason everything hurt so much was due to her feelings for you extending past just ‘friendship’.

- The talk grew a bit awkward there. You crying, her quietly rubbing your back, until she finally mentioned possibly just trying a relationship

- She was not expecting the tight hug you gave her, but she smiled and hugged you back, thankful to have found someone as sweet as you.

Jumin

- Meeting business women was nothing out if the ordinary. Nor was them requesting a date with him before signing a contract, either. What was unusual, was him not being able to ignore advances from you.

- He had never gone this far with a person before. The dates stopped was the meal was over, contract signed, and then he’d be already contemplating the project and ignoring everything else.

- When he couldn’t do that with you, he thought he might have been having attention problems that day from a lack of sleep. Or maybe too much wine? But none of the excuses worked when days later he still couldn’t get you out if his head.

- So, he contacted you for another date. Tried to explain he needed to discuss a few more details of the contract, but you called him out pretty quickly, and later that night he found himself naked, exhausted with you peppering a few kisses on his face.

- He thought that would be the end of it. That he was just having a rush of hormones, or something out of the norm like that. Instead, he found himself requesting your attention more and more, and when you suggested such a relationship to him, he accepted it since it promised he would see you more.

- At first, his thoughts towards you were mainly sexual. He couldn’t stop imagining his name leaving your lips, your nails scratching down his back, how amazingly wonderful you felt.

- But then his thoughts shifted to thinking about the sweet goodbye kisses you gave him. How Elizabeth 3rd meowed for you after you had gone. How you had teased him with the batter for the strawberry pancakes he was trying to make for you that morning

- Of course, someone else had to point out that he probably had a crush on you, and then he had no idea what to do. One of the firm rules you had promised for your beneficial relationship was that no feelings would be involved. But here he was, yearning for you in ways you two had sworn from.

- Regretfully, he set up another dinner with you, planning to end the ‘friendship’ the two of you had, since he couldn’t refrain from those emotions.

- But you just blushed and laughed, even going as far to tease him a bit.

- “I fail to see how this is so funny.”

- “Jumin, I don’t mind you having feelings for me. In fact, if you want to…I don’t mind trying to go for a relationship with you.”

- His shocked look was laughable, but he cleared his throat, offering a small smile.

- “I would like that.”

Yoosung

- You guys stumbled your way into becoming friends with benefits. He didn’t want it to go that way at first, not at all, but you both agreed to only let your friendship extend that far.

- You two met at his college, noting both of you had LOLOL pins and became quick friends through that alone. Soon you guys were hanging out, then hanging out at his place, then one thing let to another and the two of you were basically dry humping one another during a heated movie scene

- Shortly after, the two of you had a brief talk explaining to each other how you both weren’t ready for any relationships…But definitely wanted to do that again. And that’s how it started out.

- The two of you eased each other through awkward first time sex, first time foreplay and oral- Everything. And it broke his heart when you talked about how much he would be able to make his future girlfriend happy

- Because he knew that meant you weren’t willing to be his girlfriend.

- Admittedly, he had feelings for you since the beginning, but he couldn’t get the courage to admit them now, especially when the two of you were having so much fun together. Even just outside of sex!

- Zen really had to help him even consider admitting his feelings.

- It wasn’t until the morning after one exhausting romp that he finally told you. He woke up alone in his bed, with the smell of breakfast cooking and you humming along.

- He ended up groaning a bit and trying to turn over to sleep, even though the temptation of breakfast was amazingly strong, but you fussed at him from across the small room.

- “Yoosung, it’s already noon!”

- “I don’t have to go anywhere todaaay.”

- His whine stopped pretty quickly as you walked over with a teasing finger poking at his forehead. “You can’t sleep in all day, though. That’s bad for you, you’re gonna end up messing up your sleep schedule.”

- He pouted, pulling your hand down to tangle with his as he looked up at you. With your messy hair and various lovemarks decorating your neck. He didn’t know what came over him, but he just let it slip out right there.

- And he instantly let go of your hand, covering his mouth and waking up quickly. Before he could apologize, you bent over and pulled his hand away, pressing your lips against his, smiling aftwards

- “I love you too…But you still can’t sleep in, you dork.”

Seven

- Surprisingly, he was the one to initiate it. Met you at a one-time place, and when the sex was better than he was expecting, he toyed with the idea of finding your number later.

- And thats exactly what he ended up doing. Lied and said you gave it to him that night, you must have forgot, but hey he really needed to relieve some stress so were you free?

- For a while, a long while, he managed to hold off his emotions. Acting cold and distant over text was easy, and he never answered your calls

- But slowly he started opening up. He started joking, teasing, even invited you to meet at his place

- And everything started falling apart then. You would leave in the morning, sometimes offering to help him make breakfast, and whenever you left, he was trying to fight the urge to follow you through cctvs

- To make sure you were safe. To make sure you didn’t run into any trouble

- That’s when he cut off communications for a good three weeks. Granted your meet-ups were once a week or​ two, but he stopped responding to any texts, no matter how kind or sexual

- But when you showed up at his door, his alarm going off because of course you didn’t know Arabic, he finally gave into his frustrations and snapped. Yelled at you for coming by, yelled at you for being so ‘easy’ and ‘stupid’.

- When you left, he thought that would solve it. But he couldn’t stop checking up on you through cameras, your social media- Anything he could access

- And after a week, he finally called you.

- You didn’t answer the first call. Or the second. Or third. He kept calling until finally, the ninth call, you answered and blew up at him

- He managed to convince you to meet him up in public, lying and saying you forgot something, some jacket of yours, and you angrly hung up after confirming the when and where.

- When the two of you meet up, he’s holding a few roses for you, looking ashamed and hurriedly explaining himself. Explaining he’s stupid, how he was trying to shield himself from getting hurt if you rejected him, how this whole time he had been helplessly enamored with you.

- Granted, you didn’t let him off easy. You gave him a few choice words for how he treated you, but…

- You agreed to try dating him, and he was going to make sure you never regretted that.


Saeran
- When the two of you started off, he picked you because you seemed like you knew what you were doing. You were supposed to be a casual hook-up, but one thing led to another and here you were

- Curled up with him on your bed, lazily cuddling and watching the night through the window

- And everything was so peaceful. The fan was on, the room was perfect temperature, how you felt resting against his chest

- He almost hated it. He had casual sex before with others, always leaving right afterwards. But then you came along. Suggested talking again, at least for sex, suggested him staying over one night, suggested to spend breakfast with you because, according to you, he couldn’t just not eat breakfast.

- And soon, it was a normal habit. Sex, cuddling, staying over… Somewhere along the way, every time he had to leave his chest ached for you. He craved your touch, your kisses, your happy sighs when his embrace was so soft.

- When did he become soft?

- He had known for a while what to call his feelings. Even brought it up to Saeyoung once, Zen twice, and a million times to himself.

- His hand languidly rubbed against your back, your little hum filling his heart with more courage he could muster

- “Hey.”

- You looked up, your beautiful eyes meeting his and god you smiled

- “What if…” he trailed, suddenly feeling intimidated by your gaze

- “What if?”

- “What if I loved you?”

- The words hurled out, and before he could retract, you grinned. A huge, joyful grin, and planted your lips against his cheek

- “Then I would love you back.”

Too Far

Requested by: Anonymous

Summary: The boys unintentionally hurt the reader’s feelings after making some careless jokes.

Pairing(s): MET x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, a lil bit of angst but ultimately a happy ending (spoilers).

Originally posted by antisepticdark

“What would grandma find disturbing, yet oddly charming?” Mark asked the three of you, waggling his eyebrows in a comical manner.

You scanned your cards before sliding your best into the centre along with Ethan’s and Tyler’s. Kathryn was watching from the sidelines, desperate to get some extra work done, whilst Amy was in bed ill. That just left you and the troublesome trio to record the entire live stream; not that you were complaining, they were your best friends after all.

“Okay,” Mark announced, picking up the cards in front of him. “A big, black dick. Geese. Or…” He trailed off and you suppressed a smirk as you watched his face scrunch into a grin at your card. “Mark’s unquenchable thirst for Jacksepticeye’s delicious asshole.”

The boys roared with laughter and, in turn, you laughed at their reactions. Mark had one hand clutched to his chest as he tried to control his giggles, whilst Ethan was slamming his fists on the table. Even Tyler had one of those rare, toothy smiles on his face as he chuckled alongside them.

“That’s obviously the winner.” Mark managed to get out after his laughing fit, holding up the card for someone to take it.

“Thank you, although it was Mark-luverrr-number-one-xxx that wrote that card.” You declared, plucking the black card from his fingers and adding it to your growing pile of winnings.

“Your turn to pick one, Y/N.” Tyler told you, pushing the cards across to you.

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My Jared Houscon 2017 auto story: 

I was really nervous about holding up the auto line, but it was important to me that I show Jared my Always Keep Fighting tattoo & give him a message. I know that Jared has struggled with not believing that he deserves good things and learning to love himself. I wanted to say something briefly to remind him that he is as worthy as the next person to be happy. After he signed my op, I showed him the tat on my arm and thanked him for AKF. Then, after taking a breath, I looked him in the eye and I told him that every ounce of love he receives he deserves because he is amazing. I saw the change in his face immediately and could tell he was genuinely touched by what I had said. He put his hand up and interlaced his fingers with mine. He kept repeating, “As do you, as do you” and we held eye contact until I finally (I think) said thank you. I may have nodded or smiled, but I don’t remember what my face was doing, mostly just the eye contact and the emotions passing over his face. As I was walking away he said “Thank you, darling” with the same sincere expression. I think he also pressed his fingers against his lips in a quick kiss, but I had partly turned away at that point to walk out of the room. I didn’t realize until later that he probably kept repeating “as do you” because I wasn’t responding. He only let go when I acknowledged in some way what he was saying, that I deserve every ounce of love I receive, too. Maybe something in my face revealed that I don’t always believe that about myself, because he was saying those words while gripping my hand tightly, never looking away, and was very sincere. I walked out of the op shaking (which was an entirely new experience because I’ve never responded like that after meeting someone) because knowing I made some kind of impact on someone I look up to, this amazing man that I have so much love for and feel I can, in some ways, relate to, was such an emotional moment. Forever grateful I was able to get the words out, and for Jared being as incredible as he is.

yo-homeslice  asked:

Wait I'm confused on what happened with Oak and the The Great Comet??? What happened????

Okay. Essentially, from my understanding, what happened is this: 

I think the idea for casting Oak was that he’d bring in increased revenue due to his success as a previous member of the cast of Hamilton, and that…didn’t really happen, at least not at the level the people behind TGC wanted. TGC is doing well, but because its base production is so expensive, it has to do beyond even that in order to actually turn a good profit.

The main issue, probably, is that it seems like Oak is really well-known among younger people….but younger people aren’t the biggest Broadway ticket buyers. Older people are. The average age of a Broadwaygoer is 44. Older people (not that 44 is old, just older) are way more likely to be familiar with Mandy Patinkin (he’s got a Tony and an Emmy and a bizillion nominations too) just at name and face value, and therefore more likely to buy tickets–probably at a higher price, too–with him in the show than with Oak. 

That’s what they’re saying at least. Seems like a bit of a cop-out to me, but.

That’s the jist of it. Ticket sales. I mean, a least that’s what we’re being told. But obviously, there’s a lot more. It’s…complicated. The entire situation was dealt with horribly, and I can’t help but feel really truly awful for Oak. He put so much into his performance and it was so critically acclaimed, (it seems like ticket sales were actually starting to increase after all of those reviews were released, and then this happened) it’s just… Some people are saying he might return, but I can’t find any confirmations. He’s an incredibly talented performer who deserves more and definitely wasn’t treated with respectfully. The entire situation just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

I’ll link some other posts that have explained the rest of this better (and with more perspectives) than I ever could:

What Happened to Oak by @washingtononyourside

On Oak’s Forced Leave by @something-theatrical (I highly suggest reading some of the notes on this post as well)

@sillyhypotheticals also detailed why, precisely, this whole situation is so bad, right here.

Overall. It’s just. A mess.

Patience

She has the foresight to set up call forwarding so she doesn’t miss out on the cases that get called in directly to his home number. For her trouble, she’s rewarded by her phone ringing at 6:00 on Monday morning.

“Hello?”

“Er… hello, I’m looking for Agent Mulder?”

“He’s on a leave of absence.” She’s glad she thought to practice that one; she almost manages to get it out without her voice cracking. “This is his partner, Dana Scully. What can I help you with?”

“This is Agent Marley Sampson at the Salt Lake City field office. Local authorities up in Burley, Idaho just called in a murder, and it sounds like a pretty weird one.”

Okay. Nothing like jumping in with both feet. She can do this.

“All right, Agent Sampson. What can you tell me about it?”

“You’re… you’re Agent Mulder’s partner, you say? Do you mind giving me your badge number?”

She stifles a yawn and tries not to be offended. It’s reasonable protocol; the Bureau isn’t exactly thrilled about sharing case information with civilians. Still, she might need to do something about the fact that Mulder’s name is the only one that comes up in the directory when agents need to contact the X-Files.

“It’s JTTO331613. Do you mind giving me yours, Agent Sampson?” she asks, purely on principle. He’s the one giving her information, after all, but it’s worth making the point that she doesn’t know who he is, either.

“Uh, sure. Let me just…” She can hear him typing over the phone, no doubt verifying that her badge number matches the name she has given him. “Right, thanks for your cooperation, Agent Scully. My badge number is JTTO347922.”

She grabs the notepad and paper from her bedside table and jots it down. “Thank you. Now, you were saying?”

“Older couple, murdered in their home, no sign of forced entry. Actually, the husband was killed on the front porch, real violent. Sheriff’s deputies couldn’t find an obvious weapon, said it looked like the man had been attacked by an animal. Lots of bite wounds.”

But if they thought it was really an animal, they wouldn’t be calling you, Mulder’s voice in her head chimes in.

She frowns. I know that, Mulder. I’ve got this.

“But it didn’t entirely look like an animal attack, either?”

“That’s the thing. Usually with something like a wolf or a mountain lion, you would expect to see a lot more destruction inside the house, where the wife was attacked. Also things like tracks, scat, fur and the like. There wasn’t any of that.”

“So no obvious weapon, but very violent deaths. Inconclusive evidence for either a human- or animal-perpetrated attack.”

“Exactly. The local LEOs are stumped, but the way it sounds… Well, I’m just not sure we’ll have any more luck than they’ve had. I figured Agent Mulder might have the sort of expertise needed for this case. But if he’s on leave, I guess we can–”

“I’ll get a flight out this morning,” she interrupts. “If you would email me copies of the crime scene photographs and any other information you have about the case, I would appreciate it.”

“Sure thing. I’ll have the Sheriff’s office pass that along directly.”

“Thank you. You can reach me on my cell number if there are any developments.” Thank goodness for electronic directories.

“Will do. Thanks for your help, Agent Scully.”

“You’re welcome, Agent Sampson.”

She hangs up the phone and rubs her eyes. She didn’t sleep very well, and her alarm’s not even supposed to go off for another half hour, so she is in for a challenging day. Ultimately, though, it’s good they have a case right away; at least she and Agent Doggett won’t spend their first day working together just sitting awkwardly around the office.

You’re gonna treat him to a slide show at least, right? her mental Mulder proxy offers.

Scully grimaces. Shut up, Mulder. It’s a complicated thing, being hurt and angry with him for keeping his illness from her, while also missing him so badly that it’s hard to breathe sometimes.

But yes. As soon as the email with the crime scene photos comes through, she will forward it to the imaging lab and call in a request to have the photos converted to slides. It would feel wrong not to.

With a groan, she gets up out of bed. These travel arrangements won’t make themselves.

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Twelve Days of Twelve: Day Twelve

Peter Capaldi Appreciation Day

A man with his feet on the ground and his heart in the stars, which is where we all want to be.

pearlofdawn  asked:

Your art is beautiful~ Absolutely lovely. Do you ever show behind the scenes or tutorials?

Thank you!! That’s so sweet of you ;-;

I haven’t really shown any behind-the-scenes yet, but I want to! I’ll likely stave off majorly complex tutorials until I set up a patreon though, because the more in depth I go - and the more specific the topic becomes - the more time it takes

but I have a plan to do some process videos for things like hands, feet and basic rules for constructing bodies or composition (debating on the last two, but we’ll see!) that I want to upload here and on twitter/instagram over this month ^_^
It’s definitely something I want to share with you guys, just got to pick and choose which would be most time-efficient, and which to keep for a later date, I hope that explains everything and makes sense! <3

anonymous asked:

Can we have some poly ratchet and drift with child human reader acting like parents (I'm sorry I couldn't find ur rules so if this I sent allowed in sorry)

( Melly’s Mod Notes: Not a problem at all! I’m totally open to these sort of requests so don’t fret, anon. I am assuming that you meant the ship of Drift and Ratchet acting like parents towards a child human reader. If not, let me know and I’ll be more than happy to make a post about poly Ratchet and Drift with the reader all helping to raise a human child.

And for those who are having difficulty finding the rules page, here it is and to let you all know now: I’m very open to doing headcanons of Transformers characters being parents! Especially if they’re yandere parents I mean what hey here’s the fluff. )


✦ Technically Ratchet meets the child first. It happens when the Lost Light’s Earth-Cyberton liaison brings the child in for an emergency check-up and wait a click. A child? A human child?? Isn’t their liaison supposed to be single??? The liaison quickly explains that they found the child hiding in a little nook when doing their rounds. After coaxing them out of their hidey hole, the liaison was able to learn that the child had snuck on board during the Lost Light’s stop at Earth to gather information and supplies from some Autobot allies. They had only planned to explore a bit and leave but then they got lost due to the size of the ship and felt the ship take off and have been hiding in the nook ever since.

✦ Ratchet is uncharacteristically gentle during his examination, doing his best to keep his grumpiness in check and trying to get a smile out of the child to make them feel more comfortable. He may not have the best bedside manners around but he knows a scared and upset bitlet when he sees one and the last thing he wants to do is add to the stress they must feel. Whenever they do smile at him, his spark flutters in joy because the innocence and kindness they’re showing, despite how scared they must be, is a breath of fresh air for the old medic.

✦ Drift drops by the medbay during the examination. He came for Ratchet and stayed for him but yeah the child was definitely a factor in his decision to hang around a bit longer. He immediately falls helm-over-pedes for the little child the moment they flash him the cutest smile he’s ever seen. He’s the one who coaxes them to talk more, easily getting them to laugh and smile and oh be still his spark. When the examination is done and the liaison notes that someone else will need to keep an eye on the child since they’ll have to bring this up with Rodimus, Megatron, and Ultra Magnus, Drift’s hand shot up so fast he almost smacked Ratchet in the faceplates. He would have scolded the ‘bot until he sees the way Drift cradles the child in his hands, holding them against his spark.

✦ Later on, the officers of the Lost Light are able to make contact with the liaison’s superiors and inform them of the situation. Turns out one of the scientists had brought their child in the base during the day of launch and have been looking for them ever since. By this point it’s impossible to just turn around and head back to Earth so it’s up to the ship’s geniuses to figure out how to transport the child back home. Safely, Brainstorm. Safely.

✦ It was originally suggested that the liaison look after the child since hey they’re both humans.  But then the liaison notices how attached the child has become to Ratchet and Drift and vice versa so they suggest the two instead. The couple are n e r v o u s for the first few months as they try to look after the child. Even with First Aid as the Chief Medical Officer and Drift no longer the nominal third-in-command, they’re both busy ‘bots and are afraid they’ll do something terrible to the little one and scar them for life. Unknowingly become helicopter parents until someone - be it Rung or the liaison - pulls them aside and gently advises them that they need to relax.

✦ It doesn’t take long for them to fall into roles once they get their footing on how to raise a human child. Ratchet is the strict parent, a firm guiding hand and the ‘bot who manages to not be affected by their child’s puppy eyes if they try to ask them for something they shouldn’t have or do. (No, bitlet, you can’t drink exgen. No, sweetspark, you can’t go to Swerve’s.) Drift is the easygoing parent, willing to let their child try something new and exciting, their little one can go to if they want to talk about their feelings if they’re upset or grumpy about something. It’s a good balance, the other up for something they lack and the couple acknowledges this. They’re grateful that someone is there to help them in areas they know they need a hand in and are always quick to thank the other for the help should they step in and give it.

✦ Cuddles. Kisses. Hugs. The child will never have to worry about feeling like they’re unloved when with these two. Ratchet and Drift know physical contact and signs of affection are necessary for humans, more so when it’s a little child. Drift loves to hug them and shower them with kisses whether it’s the traditional human way or the Cybertronian way of nudging his helm against their forehead. Ratchet refuses to let anyone but Drift know but he loves to cuddle with their child. Drift has returned to their habsuite many a time to find Ratchet and their child fast asleep on the birth, Ratchet’s hand covering their child protectively as they slumber on top of his chassis.

✦ Highlight of this amazing experience for them? When explaining the concept of carrier and sire to the child when talking about family, the child asked if the two were their carrier and sire then since they love them both lots and lots. Drift, trying to hold back the coolant collecting in his optics, said of course they are!! He loves being the child’s sire and wouldn’t trade the experience for anything else in the universe. Ratchet happily agrees, so touched by the child’s acceptance of them as their parental figures that he doesn’t attempt to scold Drift when he scoops the child up to pepper them with kisses. (The whole reason the conversation even happened was because the child couldn’t fall asleep. Ah well. Seeing the beautiful smiles on both of their faces makes this all worth it.)

✦ Ratchet and Drift know that, sooner or later, Preceptor and Brainstorm will find a way to return the child back to Earth. Ultra Magnus gives them updates whenever progress is made, his way of trying to prepare them for the inevitable day they’ll have to say goodbye to their child. It hurts to think about and they know it’ll hurt more when that time actually arrives but- Until then, they’ll savour the experience of being able to hold a child and call them their own as they all fall asleep together in berth.

Sugar, Sugar

Request:  Can you do a imagine on Buddy from Baby Driver? Where you first meet and how he’s speechless when he sees them. Also, Darling doesn’t exist in this story. Thanks so much!

A/N: Hope this is close to what you had in mind! 

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Everyone sat at the rectangular table, waiting for Baby to come back with the drinks. Usually coffee would be an After-The-Heist sort of thing, but considering they were all staying overnight, they’d need the caffeine. Doc furiously drew a route on the board while Griff and Buddy sat at the table quietly, neither bothering with small talk. However, Buddy was curious as to why there were only two of them. Since the bank they were going after was a larger one, it didn’t seem like a two-man job.

To Buddy’s relief, Griff asked instead.

“Where’s our third man, Doc? This ain’t a small job,” Griff stated.

Doc didn’t even turn around. “I arranged the job, I know how many people should be on it.” Setting his chalk down in its holder, he admired his work. “Regardless, you’re right, we’re one short. Sugar should be here by now.”

Buddy went to ask who Sugar was, but was interrupted by Baby entering and sliding the coffees across the table. He handed them out one by one, bobbing his head to the music between his ears, only stopping when he got to an empty chair.

“Where’s-“

“Sugar’s not here yet, Baby. She’s late like usual, you know her. Set her coffee down and get ready for briefing,” Doc said.

So Baby’s worked with her before, Buddy observed. Interesting.

Baby shrugged and left the coffee, bobbing over to his usual spot.

Ten more minutes passed and though Doc didn’t seem like it, he was frustrated. Everyone was. Griff snapped his sunglasses off and threw them on the table. “Where the hell is this girl?”

“She’ll be here.” Doc kept his eyes trained on the windows lining around the ceiling.

“I doubt we even need her,” Griff continued. “Buddy and I got this covered, don’t need some girl holding us back.”

Buddy chuckled and looked at the short-tempered man. “Let’s just wait a bit more before we decide to do a suicide mission, alright?”

“I’m late by twenty minutes and you’re already planning to cut me out? Gotta say, boys, I’m hurt.”

Eyes trained on a woman emerging from the entrance. Buddy felt his pulse rush as he watched her walk in, a smile on her face as she greeted Baby with a light pat on the shoulder. She was beautiful, but not obvious about it, clad in tattered vans with a fitted sweatshirt and black skinny jeans. She couldn’t be older than her mid to late twenties, still showing innocence. But Buddy saw something in her eyes as she sat down that was far from innocent. It was… dangerous.

“Not like you gave us much of a choice,” Griff snapped. “You always late for these briefings?”

She smiled and sipped her coffee. “You’re lucky I showed up.”

“And Doc hasn’t offed you for that yet?”

“I look alive, don’t I? Besides, doesn’t matter if I’m here for the briefings, I always do my job right.” She turned to the man at the front. “Don’t I, Doc?”

Doc forced a smile. “Sure do. I’d hire someone to ruin your pretty face if you didn’t.”

Buddy continued to stare at Sugar as she sipped her coffee and listened, gaining a concentrated expression. It made her look intelligent, promoting more beauty. Intelligence suits her, Buddy noted. Buddy glanced away to pay attention to the briefing himself.

When all was explained, Doc sent everyone to disperse, not caring if they slept or not as long as they did their job right. Buddy was going to get up when he was stopped by a girl’s long legs before him. He looked up to make contact with the owner who gave him a soft smile, sticking her hand out. “M’name’s Sugar.”

He began to stammer, trying to find his voice. “I- uh, I’m Buddy,”

She took the chair next to his, staring at him intently. The rest of the crew was nowhere to be found, either asleep or off doing their own business. It was just him and Sugar and the dim warehouse lights.

“Well, Buddy,” she began sweetly, “it seems like everyone else is doing their own thing. Mind keeping me company?”

Buddy directed his attention back to her, seeing her as a normal girl he’d pass on the street. Maybe she would be walking to a coffee shop to meet friends or maybe she was off to a morning class. But then he remembered the danger he saw earlier, reminding him that she was no ordinary girl.

However, now that he thought about it, that didn’t bother him.

“I wouldn’t mind at all.”

Am I Enough PT 4

Am I Enough PT 4

Bucky X Reader

Summary: Their plan didn’t quite work the way they wanted. The fight that ended it all comes out and details revealed.

Warnings: as always angst, self doubt, Bucky is a naive jerk.


A/N: So I thought it was time that we knew where this whole debacle started and who Bucky’s partner in passion is. Though you’re all smart cookies and probably figured it out already. Be prepared for the hurt . As always feed back is appreciated!!

“Can you tell me what I did to drive you away? And don’t pull that ‘you have to distance yourself to keep me safe’ crap. It didn’t work before it certainly won’t work now. I know I’m not the best looking person in the world. Hey, I can even understand why you would look else where. You always did deserve better. I’m just normal right? You must have realized that normal wasn’t good enough. Just a phase. Easily replaced with someone better. Gah, why? I shouldn’t have fallen, everyone told me it was to good to be true. It felt so good though, so right. Did you ever once feel the same? Or was it nothing but pity? Did my little sob story strike a cord so you dated me to make me feel like the world wasn’t as hopeless as it really is? I get it, alright, people like me don’t ever get the guy.”

Y/N POV

You went to dinner with the team, it was like nothing had ever happened. You laughed and shared stories. Tony, of course, insisted that he pay the bill swinging his card at the star struck staff. They had been recognized almost instantly, granted they hadn’t really even tried to go incognito. The place had gone out of its way to set up a more private area so you could eat in peace. The occasional die hard fan coming for an autograph. Overall though, it was like you were home.

You parted ways after dinner, they couldn’t all fit in your apartment. They refused to leave though until you were for sure coming back to them. Sam had a brief talk, explaining where you were at and asking them to respect your decision. They begrudgenly agreed they all understood because they would ask the same for themselves. You grabbed Wanda silently telling to stay but loudly saying “Can’t stay with a bunch of stupid boys”

You both got ready for bed. There was a slight awkwardness to the air, Wanda obviously wanted to ask you about what happened, but at the same time not push you to talk. Once you were both tucked in you let out a sigh, “Go ahead Wanda ask away, I can feel your questions eatting at me already.”

“That obvious?” Wanda chuckled. You nod, a slight chuckle leaving you as well. “Ok, I don’t know what to ask first? But what happened? I mean what really happened?”

“Just going to jump right in I see.” You take a deep breath “There’s not much to say, he doesn’t love me any more at least not as much as I thought. He … I … I caught him cheating on me. I kinda knew deep down that he was slipping away from me but I thought it would get better. I wish he,” your throat was closing up and tears were filling your eyes “I wish he had just broken up with me not just …” You couldn’t keep going. It was too soon, too fresh.

“Stop,” Wanda begged pulling you into her and stroking your head. “Stop defending him, he had no right to do what he did. He was a coward for doing it.”

“I know, but I can’t help feeling that I deserved it. I must have done something wrong and pushed him over the edge. I mean look at her and look at me it’s no competition who he would pick.”

“Who? No one knows who it was. How did you find out?” Wanda shook her head. She was confused, they knew it was Bucky that cheated but who the woman was. There were rumors of course, but no one quite knew the full story.

You were pulled back to that day all to easily. The team had just gotten back from a week long mission just the night before. Bucky had told you not to come that night as they would be getting back late. So after reluctantly agreeing you decided to head there in the morning to make him and the team a surprise breakfast.

You got everything you needed for a giant pancake feast. From bacon to juice you had it all. After setting the table up you asked FRIDAY to send everyone down. They slowly trickled in one by one, for the most part they had all made it in. You decided to wake up Bucky and bring him down. He was never a morning person so he was probably still snoring away, you creep up to the door. You turn the knob carefully and push the door not making a noise. What you are met with is a very awake Bucky, he was supported on his elbows, butt naked, and lips locked with the woman beneath him.

You couldn’t move, couldn’t breath. You waited hoping that you would wake up. They flip over changing positions. All you take in is the color at first, that striking fire color. From there you took in every curve, every slope, the perfect figure, but it was mostly how perfectly they seemed to fit together. Each movement seemed to blend and seemed so in sync with each other. It wasn’t till they started whispering sweet nothings that you felt anything. The names tore into you, each one a little dagger that ripped your heart out. Just as they finished together, you must have made a noise because both their heads whipped around to face you.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t…. I… suprise… never…. never mind.” You back away, trying to wipe the whole scene away. You drop your eyes to the floor not wanting to see it. There’s a buzz in your ear growing loader with each passing second. Bolting out of the room, you stumble back into the living room. There are no tears just shock, on your face, the others look up to see you.

“Hey what’s the matter?” Steve asks rising slightly. You straighten, you couldn’t tell then it was too embarrassing and it might hurt the dynamic. You should have seen this coming, for all you knew everyone already knew and was waiting for you to catch on. You shake your head trying to clear it.

“Nothing, just saw something I don’t want to see again.” You start packing your things intent on getting out.

“What about Bucky?”

“He’ll be right down. I gotta go. To work, yeah to work.” You shove a few more things in your bag, before swinging it onto your back. The sound of pounding feet coming down the hallway made you hurry. You didn’t make it, Bucky swung around the corner.

“(Y/N), please wait let me explain. Stop please.” He begged grabbing your elbow. You turn to look at him, looking over toward the group to see the stares. You nod and pull him away, leading him to a spare room.

You remember the fight but it was mostly the silence from his end, he didn’t say anything after trying to explain. He loved her, there was a connection that he didn’t get with you. Of course he did, any guy would have it and from what you had seen it was true. You should have seen it, in what far out world did you ever think that this ended with your happy ending.

It was nothing but tears and a raised voice from you, saying anything and doubting everything in your relationship. He just looked away, never trying to stop you. He never once told you you were wrong, that what you had was special. No it was all a lie a wonderful, blissful lie. When you were done he simply stood up and told you to be gone, that he didn’t want anything to do with you. He was revoking your rights to the tower after your stuff was gone. Lucky for you he had said that they were leaving on another mission in a couple days.

You stumbled out and headed for the back stairs, not wanting to see anyone. Two days later you packed your stuff and left.


Wanda looked down at you, “Nat…Nat slept with Bucky?” You nod confirming. “But you guys were like best friends, the three of you attached at the hip.” She couldn’t believe it. Natasha wouldn’t do that, not to you and not with him. You two had bonded so well. You were almost sister, if there was shopping to be done you could be seen attached at the hip heading out the door together.

“Yes, but he loves her so why wouldn’t he. I mean they have a ‘connection’, a past together, why wouldn’t he love her.” You could feel the tears working back up choking you. “I thought for once, I could be enough for someone. I know I’m not gorgeous or even pretty, but he” you taking a shuddering breath in. “He told me he loved how normal I am, that I brought him peace. That I made him believe he could have a future one day. I guess I thought it would be our future together. That I wasn’t some place holder to fill up the time.” You could barely breath, you broke again.

It was the first time you had spoken about what happened. You hadn’t just lost a boyfriend, you lost one of your best friends. It tore your heart even further apart, you weren’t sure there was much left at this point. Let alone if you could ever put it back together again, but maybe it was better this way. You could stop getting your hopes up and save yourself some tears.

You clutch onto Wanda in some desperate hope that she could hold you together while you were crumbling apart.


Bucky POV

He looked down at her while she slept curled away from him. Her eyes were still rimmed in red and a small sniffle escaping between the murmurs. Nat had come in crying, he had been reading on the bed and to see this strong woman out of character he immediately rose taking he in his arms. She had cried, great sobs that wracked her body. When they had finally calmed he led her to the bed stroking her back gently.

“I can’t do this. I shouldn’t have done this to her. She was my best friend.” She sniffles tears beginning again. “How could I?”

Bucky held her thinking about what she was saying. He hadn’t thought about Natasha in this whole situation. He had started to really noticed her while (Y/N) and her were hanging out. Bucky had practically been the third wheel on those adventures.

It came as a shock to him how close the group of them had gotten. The three had enjoyed movies and New York food adventures that took them to the best and shadiest parts of New York. Through it all they became friends seeing each other weaknesses and strengths. As he had learned about (Y/N) he had gotten to better understand Natasha.

It had started with lingering gazes while (Y/N) was grabbing something or had her back turned.
It turned to touches that trailed up and down arms and legs, making it seem like mere accident but prolonging it as much as possible.

The first kiss happened after movie night, they had been trading looks over (Y/N) shoulder as she nestled into Bucky’s side. His fingers running through her hair sent her to sleep about half way through the movie. As they started up the next she had awakened, and shuffled her way back to the room with promises that Bucky would be there shortly.

Natasha had scoot closer and as she entered his reach, his arm wrapping around her pulling her closer. Their eyes clicked and suddenly they lurched toward each other lips tangling together in the heat of the moment. As they separated, they were panting staring at each other debating if this was a good idea or would ruin everything.

It had grown from there each stealing moments from the other in till that fateful day. It had been a late mission and having successfully diverting you from coming to see him, he spent the night with Natasha in his arms. That morning he had woken up to her stretching on top of him. It had been so heated he missed the door opening and (Y/N) stepping in.

It was a strangled gasp that grabbed both of them whipping their heads around. When they looked at the door the dread that built was spiked when he saw (Y/N) standing there. He hadn’t seen a more broken hearted look on someone’s face since he had been the Solider. She had tears gathered in her eyes and but it was the emotion he found there that made him start to regret all his decisions with Natasha. As soon as she bolted he got up looking for clothes before chasing her.

He prayed (Y/N) hadn’t left yet. He need to tell her what happened. Why he did what he did. But it was mostly to get that look off her face. How could he be the one to put that look there, after all the late night talks they had about her looks and her insecurities of never being good enough for him. He went and did the one thing that would make all of that seem true. Even when he knew better than anyone that they weren’t.

He caught her in the kitchen, not seeing anything else he grabbed her elbow pulling her back, begging her not to leave. He dragged him to another room before she turned on him. “(Y/N), please let me explain.” He was pleading, no begging her to listen. He needed to make it right. He explained it to her everything he felt. He was finally open about how he felt about Natasha. When he looked up what he got was even worse than before. There was an understanding look but it was so twisted. It had anger and sadness but most of all it was defeat. He stepped forward, it was obvious he hadn’t explained enough to make her understand. She raised her hands to block him from moving any farther.

“You love her, and you love me but you don’t love me as much as you love her. Right? So why didn’t you just break it off then. You promised you would stay with me. That nothing on Earth could stop you from breaking that promise. What did I Do?”

He looked down. He didn’t know what to say but with each word she spoke a dagger could be felt digging into him. She continued on questioning and berating him. Wondering where she went wrong, how she had managed to screw up so bad that he sought another. She kept going never once letting him explain. So he got angry, she had the whole thing figured out did she? He couldn’t stand the looks anymore, he was trying to make it right. Natasha was the better choice, wasn’t she?

When she fell silent he tensed waiting for a moment to see if she had more to say. “Are you done?” She nodded. “Good then get out I don’t want to see you again, all you junk needs to be gone when I get back from this mission understand. As for your Tower privileges as soon as you leave consider them revoked.”

He couldn’t stop himself, there was this burning in his gut. It was eatting at him nagging his every move and it wouldn’t go away. She simply nodded and left. He turned, a small part waiting for her to come back so he could apologize for his words his tone. Instead he left and went back to the kitchen to pretend that he hadn’t just lost his best friend.

He focused back on Nat sleeping, that feeling hadn’t gone away yet. He had to fix this. Nat had been right how could they? He turned away from her a settled into his own restless dreams, ones of tears and a broken hearted girl.

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Something like this has been on my mind for a while, and those space brushes gave my just the right boost of inspiration and motivation to make it happen! 

Constellations are Capricorn and Aries, my headcanon sun and moon for this pragmatic, stubborn, impatient boy. To explain in brief, one of my favorites things about Keith is how his personality is made up of two seemingly opposite concepts – He processes things in a grounded, down-to-earth way that contrasts with his fiery, passionate bursts of emotion. It’s something that so many people seem to have a hard time striking a balance with in characterizing him that nothing but (what I affectionately call) The Cardinal Earth/Fire Struggle seemed to suit him more perfectly. For this reason, both this boy and these signs are very, very close to my heart.

I’d love to do a series of the Paladins like this (since I have zodiac thoughts for them too!), but honestly I have no idea if any other constellation is going to look that good as a crown like dang.

EDIT: This is now available for purchase on my RedBubble!

Deconstructing Values in Rick and Morty

I like the way Rick and Morty episodes tend to deconstruct and comment on values and themes. So here’s a brief post explaining how it usually works.

The way the episode is usually constructed is this:

  • at first the value that’s being deconstructed is introduced, only to be mocked and riffed on immediately
  • Throughout the rest of the episode, the value is being debunked, criticized or made fun of.
  • Then, near the end, the episode introduces something that shows the value isn’t completely worthless after all, and hints at a more constructive and useful way for said value.

Here are a few examples.

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commission #2 for the lovely rainywithachanceofstars!! they wanted a comic illustrating some of the struggles kevin had to witness as a tortured ghost, which made him so fed up when he finally was able to manifest himself via coffeepot

in case anyone is wondering, the caption on the back of the polaroid dean is looking at says “cas bein cute 2010”

anonymous asked:

こんにちは!!By any chance, can you explain particles? im not doing to great in my japanese class right now because of it. thanks!

(Sorry it took me so long to reply, I’m drowning in research papers at the moment) 

Anyway that’s a really broad question, but I can try! So the most basic function of particles is to tell you what role the words play in a sentence.

The best way, in my opinion, to learn particles is using particle dictionaries. I own this one, but I couldn’t find a pdf online. But here’s a pdf of another one that looks pretty good

I’m thinking maybe it’d be more useful to you, since your question is sort of broad, if instead of just giving lots of examples I try to explain the difference between a few that are often problematic for beginners. The ones most people seem to struggle with are:

は-(read as “wa” when a particle) topic marker

が-subject marker

を-direct object marker

and

に-location marker

で- location of action

Most particles have several uses, but I’m just going to be dealing with the most basic uses for this.

I grouped them based on what they deal with, は、が、を all mark things and に、でdeal with places

For は、が、を, it’s pretty easy to tell when to use を,  but it can be a bit hard to know when to use は and が.

を is used when the verb is done  to something (so transitive verbs).

私(わたし)はうどんを食(た)べる, I eat udon; you use を because the verb, to eat, is transitive, so it requires a direct object, the thing being eaten. 

You use がinstead of をwhen the verb is not actively done to something (intransitive)

私は日本語(にほんご)が分(わ)かります。I understand Japanese. You use が here because the verb,  分かる, is intransitive.

The difference between がand はis a bit changeling to explain in brief, if you google it there’s a ton of different resources and whatnot specifically dealing with these two (X is a good one).

The next two both deal with location (both have other uses, but this is the one most people learn first). Which one you use depends on the verb, にmarks the place as a destination, it is used with verbs of motion. でmarks the location of an action, within where the verb is taking place.

私は日本(にほん)に行(い)きます。

I am going to Japan (“to go” requires a destination, so you use に, the verb is towards Japan)

私は日本で住みます。(“to live” does not involve a destination, but takes place within a location, so you use で, because the verb is happening in Japan)

I hope this was helpful anon, but if not feel free to send another ask–and feel free to ask specific questions if there are certain particles that you’re struggling with. And you’re welcome to chat with me on tumblr messenger or discord for help too; I’d love to help you improve in your class! :)