but alot of them

I’ve found the entire soundtrack of BOTW all in one video and in a playlist if preferred (and not just 24 songs like I got on a CD from the special addition) that goes in relative order of the game itself (I know you can go wherever you want in the game, but…I like it in some sort of order…) and it’s really nice and relaxing and great for studying I’ve found :’)

Just thought I might share! (er, spoilers in track names of course)

also like, childhood trauma is the worst contender for misunderstandings cause it doesn’t make any sense to adult minds most of the time… things we see as wants and desires, children view as needs. things we see as tolerable inconveniences are the end of a child’s world. Way too often I see people downplaying their childhood trauma because they’re looking at it through adult’s eyes, thinking “oh well my mom just yelled alot, that isn’t so bad,” or, “my sister used to fight me for my possessions, it was petty stuff,” and not realizing that yes, to an adult that stuff is petty and eye-rolling. But to a child? A parent yelling alot means you can’t approach them emotionally. Someone taking your toys or comfort objects away conditions your mind to believe anything could be taken from you at any moment. So on and so forth, you have to think about what those events mean to a child, rather than how they look to a fully-developed adult.

There are only two people in the whole who would really care about me”

- Meowth



Meowth Rules

A Poached Ego

Litwick Mansion

Meowth, Corless (I forgot the rest, it in the best wishes series)

Pokemon XY Japanese Opening


Pokemon XY episode 63 

Procrastination time!

I was tempted to complicate Shadowbinder’s dress like I did with Lightweaver but honestly I just love her current design so much.

andreil going on roadtrips is literally??? just the?? warmest thing ever????? they werent able to do it before, for spring break, because of all the bad stuff that happened…but just imagine like sometime in the summer. for 2 weeks or so they get to be together, alone, free of worry leaving it all behind ((including kevin much to his distaste bc he didnt want to have the court so far from him but hes able to stick with his dad so its ok. also andrew pulled out the knives))

  • having just the road beyond them!!! they travel for hours with no real destination in mind, only the feeling of being able to be with each other like this 
  • with their fingers loosely laced together in the middle of the console and the windows down with the wind blowing through their hair. sometimes neil will stick his head out to really breathe in and feel his blood rushing because freedom is right here in front of him in the palms of his hands and it feels so good
  • andrew glances at him before turning back to the road again and his heart is clenching and burning with this entirely new feeling because neil still feels like a fucking pipe dream even though he is right there with him. and he always will be.
  • after a while they’d stop at a rest area, or maybe just the shoulder of an empty road. andrew would step out and go to neil’s side and lean against the hood of the car while lighting 2 cigs
  • they both breathe in the smoke while they lean back to stare at the starry sky which is extremely clear without light pollution, except its only neil doing so, because andrew is staring at him from the corner of his eye instead
  • the awe on neil’s face makes the realization hit him that he’d burn down the world if that meant nothing would ever be able to take this away from him again ((am i speaking about neil’s happiness, or neil with andrew? ;)))
  • this muddles his thoughts and almost melts his fucking brain, so much that he has to ask “yes or no?” and pulling neil in by the collar of his shirt when he whispers out a “yes. always yes.” and biting his bottom lip for the last of it in retaliation which makes neil smile against his mouth
  • they spend nights in shitty motels with junk food and candy surrounding them on their bed, courtesy of andrew
  • theyre wrapped in blankets like a cocoon and sharing kisses and nuzzles to necks and soft touches like hands running through hair, warm hands on the back of necks and sometimes barely-there fingertips grazing up and down arms when andrew is comfortable with it
  • neil will send a pic of them on the balcony with the sunrise behind them to the foxes’ groupchat and everyone dies from it. andrew is glaring at neil and flicks the ash of his cig towards him and neil just smiles
  • neil would want to go on runs in the morning, to stick to routine, to sometimes push away nightmares he had the night before, but in the end he will always come back to andrew because he knows he no longer has to be actually on the run. and andrew will be waiting for him
  • and he is, with takeout breakast and a 2nd cig in between his fingers for him, and the steadying presence with the feeling of home
  • they dont exactly have plans for their days, just whatever comes to mind and whats easy, either lazing about watching boring movies with andrew’s legs thrown across neil’s lap or andrew slowly taking neil apart bit by bit with hot hands and harsh kisses. it all works for them
  • ((once neil asked if he’d wanna go running with him sometime and maybe check out whats around and what to do and andrew just stares blankly at him like ‘are you kidding me’ and neil has the audacity to laugh))
  • and even after many years that pass they’ll still take these roadtrips, a lot of them on a whim just to get away from everything and to wrap up into each other and feel how they still fit together like 2 pieces of a puzzle even after all this time
  • until the end of forever

Mystic messenger’s MC’s are so awesome!!!

although i played using Mc 4 the whole way, i still really like all the others!! (forgive me for not drawing you unicorn mc T^T)

Bliss (Lin x Reader)

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader


Setting: Modern, smut (it’s my first smut heheheh)

Prompt: none

Summary: The reader is a fan of Hamilton and moves to new york with her friend Bryan, and they meet Groff and Lin, then Lin becomes jealous Lin and then boom smut

Words: 1,971

Notes: I have not been posting because of school, and I promise that I will write more soon, but I need to find the balance with school. Anywayyyy here is a smut to start off your weekend! Love you all!

The impact of your back on the concrete wall could have broken your spine and you couldn’t care less.

Lin didn’t give you a chance to breathe. He smashed his lips hungrily onto yours and ripped the stitching in your underwear. He tossed them into the trash.

“We won’t be needing those, now will we?”


“Bry, hurry up! We are going to be late!”

Bryan has been your friend ever since high school. You bonded over a mutual love for the arts, and nobody has been able to separate you ever since. You were on your way to the Hamilton stage door, where you would meet the cast after the matinee. I mean, you are going to, if Bryan doesn’t take so damn long to dry his hair.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N)! I have to look good for Daveed. Ima get a PIECE of that ass.”

He strolled out of the bathroom with a confident stride and a beaming smile. “Well, how do I look?”

“Smashing, darling. Now get your shoes on and let’s go.”

It was so cold outside, you felt hot.

You and Bryan were waddling down the crowded street, arm in arm. Considering you both just moved here from California, it was a drastic change. This kind of cold surpassed the “I-can-see-my-breath” kind of cold. It was inhumane.

When you finally made it to the stage door, you were relieved to find that nobody was waiting in line to meet the cast yet. You sat down with Bryan and leaned with your back on the fence.

“(Y/N), do you think we are here too early?”

“No, remember the time we waited to meet Brendon Urie? We got there 5 hours early, and we didn’t even get to meet him. Besides, we are only here four hours early, not five.”

He huffed and brought his scarf around his mouth. He said something but it was muffled. He either said, “Fine” or, “Fuck.” You could have related either way.

About thirty minutes had passed until you heard a familiar voice talking to another. Where had you heard that voice before…

Jessie St. James. (aka Groffsauce)

Hi totally irrelevant but I just started watching Glee a few days ago because Jon was in it and oh my god it’s amazing. Please go watch it if you haven’t, it will bless you. I’m already on Season 2!

You felt a tap on your shoulder. You spun around to see Jonathan Groff leaning over the fence and facing Bryan, talking to him. More importantly, you met a pair of dark eyes with small snowflakes hanging off of the eyelashes. Lin.

“Hey, I’m Lin. Are you two here for the stage door?”

You kind of forgot how to speak at the moment, so you nodded your head.

“Four hours early? In these weather conditions?” John chimed in.

You and Bry both nodded.

“Well,” John protested, “It’s too cold out here. You could freeze in those paper-thin jackets! Come inside and warm up.” Lin opened the gate and held out his hand. He guided you inside with Jon and Bryan treading closely behind. The warmth of the theater overcame you. You could feel your nose again! Lin led you to a stairwell off the side of stage right.

“Go into the room upstairs, to your right, two doors down. It’s my dressing room and you can cool off in there.”

You and Bryan made your way up the stairs and into Lin’s dressing room. The walls were lined with fan-made art, books, photographs, trophies, dolls, cassette tapes, you name it. 

You ended up talking to Groffsauce and Lin for an hour. You told Jon about your obsession with Glee a few years back. You accidentally called him Jessie. Twice. Jon was occupied with Bryan, and you were talking to Lin. You talked about your hopes and dreams. You talked about the universe. Life after death. Childhood. You had a deeper connection with him in 30 minutes than you had with friends of 10 years. 

“In the Heights is what really got me into preforming. So, I guess I should thank you. If it wasn’t for In the Heights, I would have probably never found a state of mind that I felt so at home. It’s amazing what live theater can do to a person’s happiness.”

“Thank you (Y/N). It means so much to me that you think that way, but I have to ask.. Why did you like In the Heights so much?”

“It gave me a sense of passion and comfort, for when nobody was there to give me either of those things. Also, honestly, it might have been a contributing factor that I had the hugest crush on you as a teenager.”

Oop. Did you really have to say that.

Lin laughed and tried to hide his oh-so-obvious blush. He started playing nervously with the fabric of his shirt and looked down.

“Awwwwwwwwww!” Jon sung. “(Y/N) and Linny sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-” He was cut off by Lin’s razor sharp glare. Jon let his lower lip hang out. “What’s wrong darling, cat got your tongue?” 

Lin stood up and took your hand. “Let’s say we go on a tour of the set. You like that idea?” You nodded and followed him out the door.

The next few hours following that were even better than the last. You and Bryan went on a tour of the Hamilton set and met the rest of the cast. You even got to stay for the show. Well, you didn’t get to watch from the audience, but you got to see all the commotion backstage! You had a mini-dance party with some of the cast while The Schuyler Sisters song was going on! After that, Bryan pulled you aside. 

“(Y/N), did you see the way Lin was looking at you?”

“No, when?”

“During the dance party! He came out of the side door and he didn’t particularly like how… close you were getting with Daveed. He looked kind of angry.”

Then, you got an idea.

Bryan went out to lunch with Thayne and left you alone to fend for yourself. Thanks friend.

With or without him, It was time to put your plan into action.

You and the rest of the cast were hanging out on stage when Daveed invited you to sit next to him. You were talking with a bunch of other cast members, including Lin. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You were relishing in every second. 

You gave Daveed light touches and leaned on him. When it was Lin’s turn to talk, his tone was cold and he only looked at the way you were holding onto Daveed. You had him right where you want him. He knew what you were doing. It was only a matter if he acted upon it or not, before Daveed could catch on.

(Y/N), I need to talk to you. it’s important. 

A chorus of “oooohs” and “girl you in troubles” filled the room. Lin grabbed your hand and brought you up to his dressing room. Dragged would be more like it. He slammed the door behind you and got in your face. You tried to stay as calm as you could, but a jealous Lin is a scary Lin.

“I know what you’re doing. You are just trying to make me jealous.”

“So what?”

So what? What do you mean by that?”

“So what are you going to do about it?”

He gaped at you for a few seconds, and then flashed a devilish smile.

“Is that a challenge?”


You winced. That underwear was fucking expensive.

Lin crashed his lips onto yours again and shoved a finger up into you. He held your shoulder to the wall and pumped in and out vigorously.

“I’m going to make you regret making me jealous.”

Two fingers. Your stomach tightened.

“Because when I’m jealous, I don’t play nice.”

Three fingers. You saw stars.

“You’re mine.” 

You couldn’t hold it anymore. You started shuddering and your breath became uneven. “Lin, I’m so..”

He pulled his fingers out of you. “I told you. I don’t play nice.”

He went to his couch and sat down. “Shirt off.”

You took your shirt off. He laid down and pointed to his face. “Sit.”

You stepped over to him and he grabbed your thighs. He hoisted you up onto his face and started licking your clit. He rolled his tongue around and pushed two fingers into you, pumping in and out. You rode his face and fingers, and he massaged your breast. You couldn’t hold it in. You felt a sensation in your stomach, and-

He lifted you off of him and set you down. Before he had the chance to say anything, you got on your knees in front of him and snapped off his belt. You wrapped your fingers around the waistband of his jeans and the elastic of his boxers. You looked up at him as if to ask permission. His eyes were dark and glazed over, his hair unkempt and chunks of spilling out of his ponytail. “(Y-Y/N).. please..”

You yanked his boxers and jeans to the floor, and revealed his size. He was.. to say the least, massive. You hovered over his tip and took it into your mouth. You rolled your tongue over it. He shivered at the feeling. You kissed his tip and started stroking his base. You licked up and down the shaft and contained eye contact. His chest started to rise and fall in weird patterns. You took him whole into your mouth and started bobbing up and down. He let out uneven, heavy moans. When he was about to release, you licked from the base to the tip, and sucked the tip. You felt a warm texture fill your mouth.

He sat up and hair was sticking to his face, and his it was no longer in a ponytail. You climbed on top of him and kissed him as he came down from his high. Once he came off, he seized both sides of your hips and laid you face-up on the floor. He planted kisses on all areas of your body. “You are the most beautiful woman ever. I want to be with you.” He sang you more praises as he traveled down your body, coursing electricity through your veins with each kiss. He positioned his hips at your entrance and looked at you. 

“Are you ready?”

“Yes. I need you. I nee-”

“Are you sure? I mean, it really seems like you like Daveed.” he said with a grin.

“Lin, I need you..” you let out in a voice so soft and strained that you weren’t sure he could hear you.

“No misericordia.”

He plowed into you with his full length. You could swear there was nothing more blissful than this. He hit against your g-spot with every stroke. You ground on him and pulled on his hair. He grabbed the floor for support and hovered over you. You felt your impending release for the final time.

“(Y/N). Cum for me. Scream for me.”

You did just that.

Lin rode you off your high. You pulled out of him, got on your knees, and sucked him until he released. You laid on the floor for a few minutes, still calming down. You both got up and started dressing again, barely parting from kisses to actually put on your clothes. You finally finished and Lin turned to you with a face of pure joy. What a dork.

“I don’t know what to say, (Y/N). You are truly amazing.”

You beamed at him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He nuzzled into your sweatshirt and started playing with your hair. 

“I think I love you..”

Well hello fellow nasties

I hope you enjoyed this one!



“I remember one particular day Zakk and Darrell were on the phone for seven or eight hours. I kept havin’ to bring Darrell a different phone because they kept going dead. These two were doing shots all day… long-distance drinking. The two of them just spent the whole day drinking together, doing shots, all by phone. I think to myself now, if only Darrell was here today, he would so appreciate Skype and Iphones, and the boys would enjoy things like that.” 
- Rita Haney on Zakk & Dime.