but i guess i'll just post

sorry to my potter followers but today is the final day of activity for the skam fandom… so you’re just going to have to either put up with my skam spam for the next 24 hours or blacklist… or unfollow if it gets too much, i guess….. sorry again

anonymous asked:

i would make a post about voting for mamamoo on mcountdown but also.... eh. cant make people vote for someone their mad at. it shows in the results of their youtube views and votes

let’s focus more on fans who want to support mamamoo ^^ for those who are mad at mamamoo, they could either take a break from mamamoo, or leave. it’s their choice and we cannot do anything about it other than to respect their decision. for those to stayed on, we should help them!

also, let’s not focus on the hate. hate is inevitable and the most we could do is to ignore it, because if we reply to them or restrict our actions because of them, they’re going to enjoy it even more and it’s going to be our own loss. 

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Posting this one separately as well because it’s my entry for the @kiribakuweek2k17 too~ today was a free day which considering how much else I drew for this nerd’s bd it seriously saved me haha

anonymous asked:

If one hypothetically wanted to read your Eldritch Abomination Garfield fic, how would one go about finding it as directly searching for 'garfield' hypothetically does not include the fic?

“They bought it?” Lyman asked as Jon hung up the phone.

“I got the contract,” Jon confirmed, dazed. “I’m — I’m syndicated.”

“You did it, man!” Lyman said, clapping him on the back. Odie barked.

“They’re already thinking about merchandising deals,” Jon continued, staring into space.

“I told you things were going to turn around for you,” Lyman said with a nod. Odie continued barking, making it clear that he was not just trying to be supportive. “Hey, look, I’ve gotta take the dog for a walk. If the alarm goes off while I’m gone, can you take dinner out of the oven?”

“Yeah,” Jon said, with no real conception of what he was agreeing to. He still had not yet finished processing that phone call, the idea that he was going to be paid, consistently, that he was a working cartoonist, that his comics would be in papers. Merchandising deals. Merchandising.

It was not until he heard the door that Jon realized he was alone in the apartment.

Just him, and Garfield.

From the corner, it growled.

Jon’s heart spasmed; he hadn’t realized it was in the same room. “H—hey,” he said. It would have been a dumb thing to say if it was a normal cat. It was a dumber thing to say under the circumstances. Its eyes glowed red in the shadows. “How are you?” he asked, then winced as the cat growled again. “Heard the good news?” he asked weakly.

MY END OF THE CONTRACT HAS BEEN FULFILLED

It rumbled through his brain like an earthquake, words without words. He covered his ears even though it wouldn’t help. “Yeah, thanks for—”

I WILL FEED

Jon’s heart spasmed again, overwhelmed with the sense of a hunger not his own. “Right, about that—”

YOU WILL FEED ME it said, words written in blood, thick and hot.

“—yes, I got that, I’m just not really sure what I’m supposed to—”

MEAT and the word throbbed, tore.

“Would chicken be okay?”

UNACCEPTABLE it said in broken bone and jellied marrow.

“I don’t want to stereotype you by assuming you want to eat my roommate—”

YES GIVE ME HIS HEART it said, pulsing, torn flesh.

“—but you can’t eat Lyman.”

I͇̤͜ ̭̩W̨͕̪̠͙I̧̫͍͕̤̥̥̥L̜̜̭͔̪͢L̡͉͍͍͓̣ ͇F̤̜E̤̱̼̩͙̺͢E̥̳̫D̯͚̰ͅ

The glowing eyes moved from the shadows, grew larger, taller. Hellfire, if fire could cast dark instead of light, orange and red, fire and blood. The indistinct shape that might have been a cat became an indistinct shape that might have been a man, large, always large. Jon shrank back as it stretched to fill the room, tried not to look directly at it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin, even though it couldn’t have been, because he was still wearing his jacket.

There was a chiming sound.

WHAT WAS THAT

“Uh.” Jon swallowed, hard. “Dinner?”

FOOD

“Yes,” Jon said, “but I don’t know if you can eat people food…”

Garfield sat in the middle of the floor, wide as it was tall. Its gaze was baleful.

“Right. You can eat whatever you want.” Slowly Jon inched around the cat to head toward the kitchen. “I don’t really know what it is, though. It might be… vegan.”

Garfield hissed, the sound of pain, and Jon fled toward the oven.

I SMELL MEAT

Jon stopped himself from telling the cat get off the counter. “I think it’s a casserole,” he said, removing the dish to set it on the stove. He gingerly removed the lid, his hands safely wrapped in oven mitts. “Oh. It’s lasagna.”

GIVE IT TO ME

“It has to cool,” Jon said. Garfield hissed again, and the sound turned Jon’s blood to fiberglass. He backed away, and the cat leapt bodily and entirely into the baked pasta. It did not seem bothered by the fact that the pasta sauce was still bubbling, and Jon tried not to look at the void of its mouth. A black hole rimmed with fangs, an absence of all light, drawing in all that it touched to disappear within.

WHAT IS THIS it asked, and a hellfire paw batted at a stretchy piece of mozzarella.

“… cheese?”

The cat-shaped thing nodded, still sitting in the dish of lasagna.

WE DO NOT HAVE THIS

“You don’t have cheese in hell?”

It nodded again.

“I guess that’s what makes it hell.” If Garfield appreciated this observation, it did not show it. It cracked open its maw again, more lasagna disappearing, and Jon looked away. “That lasagna was supposed to feed us for a week,” he sighed. “How much longer do I need to do this?” he asked.

UNTIL YOU ARE SATISFIED

“Until I’m satisfied?”

YOU MUST FEED ME TO SATISFY YOUR HUNGER

Realization dawned. “Wait, but — I thought this was a one-time thing.”

IT WAS NOT

“If you leave, I get fired?”

PERHAPS

“So I might still be able to make it on my own.”

DO YOU BELIEVE YOUR SKILL IS ENOUGH TO BRING YOU ALL THAT YOU DESIRE

Jon thought of the portfolio sitting in his room, and sagged. “… no.”

It grew, limbs stretching, claws turning to fingers and then claws again. It sat on the counter like a solid mirage, licking red from its hands.

YOU WILL HAVE RICHES BEYOND YOUR WILDEST DREAMS it said in truffle oil and fur and gold. SO LONG AS I AM FED YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HUNGER

Syndication and merchandising deals and maybe someday a cartoon on television. His signature in every newspaper in every house in the country. In the world, even. He raked his fingers through his curls and tried not to look at its claws.

“I guess I’m stuck with you, then,” Jon said.

It didn’t slide off the counter the way a man would, shifted off like drifting smoke or licking flames, stood and was no shorter. Tall and broad and solid, a weight to its presence as it moved closer. Jon shrank back again as it loomed, and this show of submission seemed to please it. Hot breath and sharp teeth against his skin again, and he shivered.

YES YOU ARE



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Jeno According to Tumblr Tags

Happy Birthday Jeno!

The signs as Spongebob quotes
  • Aries: Dumb people are always blissfully unaware of how dumb they really are.
  • Taurus: It took us three days to make that potato salad. Three days!
  • Gemini: Patrick, I don’t think Wumbo is a real word.
  • Cancer: We should take Bikini Bottom and push it somewhere else!
  • Leo: Can I be excused for the rest of my life?
  • Virgo: Goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy.
  • Libra: The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma.
  • Scorpio: Fine, I guess you're gonna miss... the panty raid.
  • Sagittarius: You just can't wait for me to die, can you?!
  • Capricorn: ♪ There's nothing on Earth, like the feeling of greed! ♪
  • Aquarius: F is for fire that burns down the whole town!
  • Pisces: Imma good noodle!
Squad Quotes + Check, Please! (Pt. 2)


Holster
: “I mean, if the dildo fits, Jack.”
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Ransom: “Welcome aboard the Struggle Bus, you’re on the Hellscape Route. I’m Death, I’ll be your driver this evening and for all eternity….”
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Ransom: *gives 5 minute rant about a presentation that didn’t go well*
Nursey: “So is your A in jeopardy?”
Ransom: “No of course not don’t be crazy.”
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Nursey: “#stereotyping”
Ransom: “#AmericasPastime”
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Shitty: “I like being sexy at church.”
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Nursey: “I’m a large, nearly-independent black man just barely secure enough to see Beauty and the Beast alone if I wanna.”
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Holster, re: Nursey: “That’s why his hair is so big. It’s full of emotions.”
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Nursey: “Dex, your rage is so 2012. It’s 2017. Apathy is in.”

                                            “Fullbring is an ability of love.

        It`s the ability to draw out the maximum power, of anything you fall in love with.” 

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Not dead !! Just a peregrine falcon getting an x-ray.

Self Diagnosis Misconceptions
  • How anti-self dxers think I self dxed:
  • Me: *reads post about disorder and mildly relates to half a sentence of it* sounds edgy *loudly screams from the rooftops that I Definitely Have The Disorder*
  • How I actually self dxed: (note that this takes place over a period of multiple months)
  • Me: *reads post about disorder* wow I really relate to this but I don't have that disorder so I'll just ignore it.
  • Me: *reads and relates to many more posts about that disorder* ok, I should probably look into this more.
  • Me: *looks up official diagnostic criteria for the disorder* huh, I guess I don't have it.
  • Me: *reads and relates to more posts about the disorder* hmm… this is kinda weird…
  • Me: *looks up the diagnostic criteria again, this time recalling past incidences of symptoms* wait I… actually do enough of these symptoms to get I diagnosis… how did I not realize this the first time…?
  • Me, weeks later: but what if I actually don't?
  • Me: *looks at the diagnostic criteria again, remembering even more past symptoms* ok I most likely really do have this disorder.
  • Me again: but what if I really don't
  • Me: *takes at least half a dozen online tests based off the official diagnostic criteria*
  • Literally every test: You might/probably/definitely have moderate/severe (disorder). You need to see a mental health professional.
  • Me: ok, the evidence so far suggests I have this disorder
  • Me, forever questioning my own perceptions: ok but what if I don't

This ended up being a lot less fluffy than I expected…

AU where Bakugou’s constant bullying of Izuku throughout their childhood is just his misguided way of keeping Izuku safe because quirkless people are so breakable tf do you mean you want to become a hero Deku sit your ass down right this moment or so help me!??!?!?

Since their mothers had been close friends since they were children, Izuku and Katsuki have known each other literally since before they can remember and they were completely inseparable for the first four years of their life.

They were both little menaces, with little Izuku being just as loud, brash, and endlessly confident as his best friend. They fanboyed over All Might together, talking for hours upon hours about what their hero names would be or what their costumes would look like. They would talk about opening up a hero agency together and being the coolest crime-fighting hero partners ever.

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lovetobeehappy  asked:

Hi, I can't link because I really don't know how. But Tomlinsondaily has only one pic from today of Louis smiling. I'm a dental person and his teeth were buggin me so I zoomed in and he is wearing clear braces on his top teeth! I haven't seen anyone else notice this (did send to another blog but no comment).. but zoom and it's there! I'll try to attach the link but I'm horrible at this. thetomlinsondaily*tumblr*com/post/161867198062/1506 He's adorable and probably getting his teeth ready to tour

OK! So.  tumblr DID eat my response, so let’s just try this the old fashioned way.

First things first, this is the post and pic you’re referring to.  LOOK HOW PRECIOUS HE IS. 

So I went ahead and zoomed in myself! 

And I’ll be perfectly honest…I don’t see it.  BUT you’re the expert and not me.  So it’s definitely possible because GUESS WHAT.  It wouldn’t be the first time.  I showed this to @bananastagram and she pointed out that he’s had braces before and gave me evidence!! 

so maybe he wasn’t wearing his retainer and they shifted and he wanted to get them realigned???  

WHY IS THIS SO ENDEARING???  This should not be this endearing!!!!  BUT IT IS.