but he should be easy enough to add in

|| Yours To Take || [[smut]]

{summary: what happens when you catch the attention of a dangerous, mafia prince?}

[mafia au]

i’m supposed to be working on requests, but instead i’m working on this trashy au lmao **maniacal laughter, maniacal laughter**

this is very nsfw content, so if you as a reader are not comfortable with the warnings listed below, then i highly recommend that you don’t read this.

warnings: nudity , prositution , smut , riding bucky’s undeniably muscled thighs , and unprotected sex

**please don’t plagiarize/repost this story. reblogs are fine.

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tip one: reposting vs. reblogging

Reblogging leaves credit to the original poster, and is the correct way to share something that you enjoy. Reposting is when you save, screenshot or copy something and create a new post it. So what if there’s a really great post you found somewhere outside of tumblr that you want to share here, or vice versa? Reposting is okay if, and only if, you have the authors express permission and clearly credit them in your post. People work hard, don’t steal their stuff! 

tip two: captions

Do not delete original captions. It makes it much harder to find the original author. In cases like mentioned above where someone has reposted something properly, deleting the caption deletes the credit completely. 

Also, never add a meaningless comment to a post to promote your blog. Why is this not cool? Well, for one it’s trying to gain followers based on someone else’s work instead of your own, but it’s also against community guidelines. Skip these types of captions and focus on gaining traffic through your own original posts.

tip three: reblogging things without a caption/that have been reposted

If you smell something fishy don’t spread the post around! If there’s a caption-less post that seems like it should have one (or it has a long string of promotional captions), click back to the original source and reblog from them. If there’s something that just seems too perfect, check out their blog and see if their original content matches up, or just seems like a collection of random photos from other people’s instagrams. If so, don’t reblog!

tip four: tags

When you shouldn’t tag something: If it’s hate, please don’t tag the fandom in it! It’s fine if you didn’t like a book/movie/show, but fans want to scroll through that tag and see positive posts about it, not hate. Another one is if it’s not relevant; for original posts. It’s great to add a lot of tags to get it out there, but if someone is looking through the math tag, they want help with math and not to see a picture of your cat (however cute he may be).

When you should alway tag things: For people’s blacklist. Things like sexual or violent/disturbing pictures should always be tagged with nsfw. Spoilers should also be tagged! You don’t wanna be the one that tells some one that SPOILER darth vader is luke’s father.

tip five: be kind, always

The internet makes it easy to say things without consequences, but just because you don’t say it to someone’s face doesn’t mean it can’t hurt them. Anon hate, rude comments, and picking fights over trivial things is never okay. Be respectful and kind. The internet already has enough negativity, don’t add to it. 

echoflora  asked:

It sounds like he fancies you, Chip. Or at the very least, he's quite grateful you caught his slip up the one time. Perhaps it's not something most folks would do, or have ever, done for him. It would have be very easy to just let his add whatever it might've been to his meal, but your act of kindness kept him from getting hurt.

“Yeah, well, a ‘thankyou’ and ‘you’re welcome’ should be enough… I dunno if what I did could be considered ‘kind’, but I ain’t about to let some idiot kill himself with a sandwich. That ain’t no way to go.”

“An’ as for my lack of friends, I just don’t like gettin’ too close to other monsters. Ya don’t know what might happen, especially with somebody like Crazy G… but sooner or later, you’re left holdin’ their dust, and you gotta party ‘til you don’t feel like Fallin’ Down.”

@badwolfwho1 replied to your post “The only “must-have” is Citadel imo - it’s my favourite DLC ever made…”

From Ashes is important enough that the squad member in it was mandatory for certain missions before he was cut out of the game to sell as DLC. And he’s great in general anyway. And I’d go for Leviathan as well if you can afford it since it adds a lot of lore about the Reapers that should’ve been in the base game. Omega’s an easy pass very meh to me. And yeah Citadel’s incredible should def get.

Ah, I see. So he’s the Sebastian Veal of Mass Effect.

Goddamnit BioWare, again, really?

anonymous asked:

How do you feel about clones? Especially how they were humanized in spin off material both Legends as well as TCW?

That’s an interesting question! I think the clones are one of the reasons people should lay off George Lucas— they add a real layer of depth to the prequels that wasn’t exactly stated in the movie but I think was easy enough to read into all the same. 

For one thing, the clones, Jedi, and Chancellor make and interesting counterpart to the droid army, Sith apprentices and Sith Lord. Out of those six forces, who actually has real agency? Sidous/Palpatine, who is the same terrible fucking guy (you could make a case for Dooku, I guess, but given how badly he gets screwed in ROTS…)

First: clones and droids. Canon can be kind of erratic with how droid sentience is treated— mostly its for laughs, like that deleted scene where Anakin and Obi-Wan have a hearty lol after destroying a room full of them. The thing is, we know droids have enough self-awareness to be cognizant of their own mortality (is it mortality when they’re robots? Is that the right word? What I mean is, they know their consciousness can be destroyed). Given that all the battle droids are the same model and seem to have the same personality core, no one really cares when they’re killed

The thing is, I’m pretty sure people are thinking the exact same thing about the clones themselves. 

Clones are manufactured, given artificial life, programmed, and set out for one task. They’re the droids of TPM clothed in flesh, and that flesh causes revulsion in us. Suddenly all the same ethical nightmares inherent in a droid army become so much realer and closer when its actual organic beings being thoroughly dehumanized. 

The most interesting example of clone characterization/possible window into their views on droids sentience is that one arc that I can’t remember where a clone is caught taking droid fingers as trophies and stringing them on a necklace. The other clones find this repulsive— which doesn’t make so much sense, in a universe where droids are regularly destroyed, scrapped, and cannibalized for parts, until you realize its almost assuredly a reference to American war crimes committed during the Vietnam War. The original trilogy was written in response to the war and similar themes play out in the prequels— a legislative body incapable of providing any real oversight or action (alright, that could be any time in American history), a charismatic but manipulative and amoral head of government, a war that takes children who never understand what it is they’re fighting for and grinds them into so much meat. The clones are children— artificially aged but still only a few years old at best. They have no context of the Galaxy outside of what they learned (or were fed, rather) on Kamino. They have only their programming and Republic jingoism (what would actually happen if the CIS aligned planets were allowed to leave the Republic? Would it be…bad?). No one cares about their lives, and none of them actually understands what it is they are supposed to die for. 

Which makes them an interesting foil to the Jedi, as well— Jedi are similarly indoctrinated since birth, trained to be lethal just out of toddlerhood, whose entire identity is composed of being peacekeepers who preserve the Republic. I don’t doubt that the Jedi have an extensive knowledge of cultures and politics spanning the Galaxy, but given they they are never allowed to act on anything but “the will of the Force” (which, as the war drags on, becomes “Things the Chancellor says” or “whatever is expedient”), does it actually matter? An army of drones lead by living weapons. Fucking yikes.  

I don’t feel like that’s what you were asking at all— uhhh tl;dr TCW is fucking great, George Lucas is really great at metaphors 

anonymous asked:

Could you do an imagine of decorating your new house with Barba because you're moving in together/getting married?

Cute. (Also, I wrote this up, and then realized it said “getting married” not already married, so forgive that slight alteration. I need to work on my night time reading comprehension.)

You sat on the couch, eating a yogurt, staring at the blank TV screen, in silence.

“Are you okay?”

You turned your head, spoon still in your mouth, and looked at Rafael and shrugged as you removed the spoon.

“I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. You’ve been sitting there with a spoon hanging out of your mouth for a good sixty seconds, staring at nothing.”

“It’s nothing.”

“You do realize you are eating a plain yogurt. You hate plain yogurt.”

You looked down at the half-empty cup, grimacing, and set it on the coffee table, quickly picking it back up again to slide a slate coaster underneath it.

“I was hungry. It’s what was in the fridge.”

Rafael sat beside you on the couch and laid his hand on your knee.

“What’s going on?”

“It’s stupid.”

“Maybe.” He grinned and you rolled your eyes. “But even if it is, if it’s bothering you, tell me.”

“It’s just, I know we agreed that you had the nicer place and it was convenient to both of our jobs so it made sense that I’d give up my place when we got together, but…”

You really did feel stupid continuing. Rafael had great taste in everything. His apartment was immaculate, and none of his furniture was pulled from someone’s curb.

“But?”

“It still feels like your place, not ours. I mean, I even shop for groceries like you’re the only person who lives here full time.” You pointed to the yogurt container. “In my fridge, that would have been a rice pudding cup.”

“This is your fridge. And if you want rice pudding, you should buy rice pudding.”

“Logically, I know that, Raf, but when I come home at the end of the day, everything I still see is ‘Rafael Barba’s’ apartment.”

You leaned back into the sofa, the very expensive and soft, brown leather sofa, and sighed.

Rafael grabbed his tablet from the coffee table and starting typing something.

“Let’s change that. Everything you see is mine, and I know we already discussed that you like the furniture just fine and changing that up seems wasteful.” He handed you the tablet. “So, let’s pick out some things we can add to the place together.”

You looked at the tablet and then around the room. His place was lovely, but a bit minimal. It lacked the cozy touches you loved about your place. Soft blankets in warm colors, pillows on the couch, art on the walls. Even something as simple as a colorful lampshade would go a long way.

“Is there a color you like? Everything in here is pretty neutral. Maybe we can add some small things with some color.”

“I like greens and blues.”

“That should be easy enough to work with. What about this painting? Do you like this?”

You pointed to a brightly colored painting and he scrunched up his nose. “The wannabe Kandinsky?”

“Okay, so that’s a no.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t hate it.”

“No, I want to find something we both like. What about these?”

“The photographs?”

You nodded. He took the tablet back, staring for a while. It was six different frames, close up photos of water and waves, in various hues of emerald and sapphire. “I like those, actually.”

“Me too. I don’t love the price, but it gave me an idea. Do you remember all those photos I took when we were on our honeymoon? What if I could do something similar with those? Then I can get them framed and matted like that. It will be art we both like, but more importantly, it will be very much us.”

He slowly smiled. “I love that idea. Can I add something to it?”

“Sure.”

“Why don’t you pick a place you think would be particularly photogenic for your project, and we’ll take a long weekend and go?”

“Really?”

He leaned over and kissed your lips. “Yes, really.”

You grabbed the tablet back from him and snuggled up against his chest.

“What are you looking up now?”

“I want to see what island destination looks best with these throw pillows.”

Fenhawke Secret Santa

I got the very lovely @queendeannatroi as my giftee, and she asked for something with purple mage Garrett Hawke and Fenris. She was also kind enough to provide some post-DAI ideas of their relationship on her tumblr, and I’ve done my best to write something (hopefully!) in keeping with that.

I hope you enjoy, queendeannatroi, and I hope you and yours have a very merry Christmas!

1200 words, Fenris/M!Hawke, rated K. Recommended listening: any sentimental Christmas playlist you’ve got.

“Well,” Hawke says, “I suppose that’s that.”

Fenris pauses in his inspection of the dubious hat Hawke has tossed to the table before the couch, scarlet poms peppering the knitted-snowflake wool. “That’s what?”

“The end of the holiday. As far as it matters, anyway.” He collapses into the armchair by the library’s merry hearthfire and the joists groan, too slender for Hawke’s careless girth. “I should have bought you more things to unwrap.”

Fenris snorts, surrounded already by a new cloak, a knife fine enough he fears to dull the blade, and, inexplicably, a slim volume of poetry bound too well in black leather. As if Hawke, already governed too easily by his whims, had simply swept every item Fenris had touched during the last months into one great basket for his approval.

Well. Fenris hesitates, the tips of his fingers brushing across smooth leather. He will not deny he approves.

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anonymous asked:

Yes hello please a Character Analysis about APH Macau? ;w;

Sure thing!!

I really like him and it’s sad that not many people talk about him!

First off, this guy is too nice for his own good. 

He is super understanding and chill with everything. It’s near to impossible to get him upset. 

His old friend wants to have him as an underling? He goes down without much of a fight and still respects his friend all together. 

He’s easy-going with problems and sees both sides and tries to support both at the same time. When China and Hong Kong were arguing over Hong Kong’s independence he added towards both arguments and remained the only calm one there to really restore any order. He didn’t even add his opinion, he just let things play out and offered help if needed 

Plus, unlike a lot of the Asian countries, he knows when China is picked on enough and advises that they should stop making fun of him. 

Out of all of them, he is the one who respects China the most and still doesn’t look down at anyone else. 

He is so sweet and such an interesting side character that I really hope to see more of! 

Something every woman should have

I wanted to make this post because I started my work journey in finance after my traineeship and had a boss discuss this with me once and I wish I’d put it in place with my ex. He told me once, very casually:

Every woman should have a run away bank account

Its an account that your partner doesn’t know about, that is just yours that you can build up savings incase you ever need OUT of a bad relationship. Its actually quite easy to set up yourself. You have a bank account in your name that only you know about. Now days its easy enough to not have a statement mailed to your house. He said you could either organise your employer to split your pay so a small portion goes to this account (it doesn’t have to be much. $20-50 a week adds up quickly when you don’t touch it) or withdraw that amount in a purchase and deposit it into your account once a week.

I wish I’d done this, it would have made my life SO much easier so thought I’d share here.