but it was kind a weird too

Welcome to Hell Dear Evan Hansen AU

I don’t know why this isn’t a thing yet so I decided to make it a thing. 

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anonymous asked:

How do you think Snagwoo will react upon seeing bum again?

Mmh, I have no idea to be honest :/
I know whatever I’m going to say won’t be what Koogi has in mind xD

if the butterfly does represent hope and change as some fans suggested, then we might guess that he’s going to feel relieved to see him and treat him rather nicely.
Whatever happens, I don’t think Sangwoo is going to be too violent on Bum … Before Seungbae got into their house, he was still trying to be nice and help Bum recover from his suicide attempt, so maybe he’d be too scared to see Bum try to kill himself again to act very harsh.
Or, if he does try to kill/hurt him physically, I think it will just be for a few minutes, before he gets some kind of weird flashback and stops, like what happened in the bathroom scene.

cakesterre  asked:

headcanons for a ram-based demon?

They gotta headbutt SOMETHING, constantly. Whether it’s because they’re just an ORNERY fucking demon, or the fact that their horns are forever-growing, you’ll never know. You’ve just learned to deal with the sudden headbutts, and wear knee pads.

Get used to the WEIRDEST fucking noises. Caprines make weird noises. Demons make weirder noises. Combine the two and it’s like you’re practically in hell, personally!

They love to rut their head against you too, when they aren’t headbutting you. Turns out, rams- or, caprines in general- love head scratches. You’ve learned to use this to your advantage (aka, make them get the remote for you).

Get ready to have your floors ruined forever. Hooves are a BITCH to any kind of floor, but ESPECIALLY hard floors. Scuff marks, dirt ground in, and general scratches litter your floor. You are so ready to kick their ass.

anonymous asked:

but in all reality, what i wouldn't do to have an awkward threesome where i ride ryan on a couch, and have justin pounding me from behind, playing with my tits and whispering weird shit in my ear, while the three of us just kind of giggle. imagine bumping noses with ryan while trying to kiss him, because fuck, "we're all too drunk to function, but ill be damned if nobody finishes. im walking out of here with someone's flappy milk in me!"

lmaooo oh my GOD you fuckin little pervert

but for real as much as we collectively love JRo, Ridley needs some fuckin love

anonymous asked:

no offense whatsoever, im just a little curious- why are you streaming on thursday? seems like kind of a weird day to stream imo, why not wait til friday or the weekend? ily, take care, send UB a heart emoji

Okay, so I’m not offended at all bby!! It’s a great question!!

We’re kinda in that stage where we are rlly hot n heavy for each other XD We’re trying to get together ASAP and he’s gonna be meetin the fam too so it depended a lot on my brother’s hockey schedule. We will probably stream together again though at a more convenient time!!

some self-care/mental health tips for the upcoming school year

with school coming soon or already starting for some people i figured i’d share some of my tips for a healthier lifestyle. i know in the past i’ve struggled so much with being good to myself once school starts, both mentally, emotionally, and physically!

keep a clean room 

i know how hard this is. i’m absolutely awful at it, even in the summer but it really makes the biggest difference. coming home to a mess when your life is already stressful and messy enough just makes things worse. i know when i have a clean space i’m way more productive and at peace with my situation.

take a break from social media

just doing this every once in awhile makes the hugest difference. social media is a wonderful world but it’s easy to get caught up in how everyone is doing things without you or having more fun or how someone’s prettier or whatever. it’s not worth it. i’ve learned that just deleting the apps for even a few hours can make my mental state 10x better. it’s important to realize that while people are out doing things all the time, you can never be as fun as all the 162 people you follow combined.

don’t be afraid to invite people out

one of the biggest things i struggle with is being social, simply because i overthink inviting people to do things with me too much and just wait to be invited by someone else instead. remember that even if someone says they can’t do something, it’s not the end of the world. at least you opened up a possibility!!! by being someone who invites others to do things, people will feel more appreciated and like you actually want to hang out with them! but also always save time for yourself as well!

create a self-care routine with motivation

by giving yourself some type of reward to wash your face, brush your teeth and shower, such as only watching your favorite tv show afterwards, it will feel a bit easier to accomplish the tasks that seem simple but can be terribly hard, especially if you suffer from depression. i’ve learned that combining things into one task also makes it easier, such as once you get in the shower, do everything. wash your face, brush your teeth, shave, all in the shower. it makes self-care so much easier.

get outside, stay out of bed

laying in bed is the best thing ever, i know, but it can be so easy to get in there and never get out. this is my biggest bad habit. i feel more productive even just sitting on the couch. my bed is like a black hole of lost motivation. go outside for twenty minutes a day if you can. sunlight makes things a little better and staying inside all day does nothing for you.

do one thing that scares you everyday, big or small.

i’m someone who has struggled with social anxiety for years now, but i’m slowly getting better because i’m making a conscious (and very terrifying effort) everyday. this won’t work for everyone, i know, but it’s helped me a little bit. i try to challenge myself everyday to do one thing that scares me, whether it’s asking someone to do something after school or agreeing to get coffee with a friend you’re not super close to yet, or even just making conversation with someone next to me in class. don’t push yourself too far but don’t make zero effort either.

cut the negative language/mindset

anytime you have a negative thought find a reverse positive. even saying “i’m not happy with how my hair looks but my ass looks great in these jeans” is better than saying “i look awful today”. stop the constant internal bullying! think of it this way, if your best friend said the things you say to yourself, how would you feel? you’re your own best friend, so cut the shit! compliment yourself like you do your best friend. complimenting myself and finding things i find beautiful on my own body even once a day has increased my confidence exponentially. a negative language towards yourself leads to a negative mindset.

find someone who motivates you

if you need motivation to work out, study, anything, find a buddy. having someone to do things with and hold you accountable makes a world of difference. this summer i got together with a friend and made a deal that we would work out 2-3 times a week. it worked so much better than if i had just made that goal for myself because she was always there to text me to ask to workout when we needed to but i lacked the desire. and i did the same for her. now we actually both got a job at a gym together this fall and are working out consistently because we have that mutual  accountability with each other! plus just having someone you enjoy seeing makes doing the hard task more fun!

accept your individuality

you don’t need to look like society’s ideal of beautiful. there’s millions of types of flowers, and just because one kind is pretty to someone, does that make all the others ugly? no. there’s tons of species of dogs too and they all look totally different. is a poodle ugly just because a golden retriever is cute? NO. your individuality is you. everyone is beautiful in the very own unique way. don’t try to look like someone ellse. your beauty is not measured by how perfect your features are. 

drink some fucking water

and eat some food too

understand that a bad week doesn’t mean a bad life

we’re all going to go through those weird ass time periods where it feels like everything sucks and nothing can go right. accept that although it’s pretty bad right now, it won’t be forever. 

good luck with this school year everyone! hope my tips help even just one person. take care of yourselves, kiddos.

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atla | zuko | wait for it

Sadly, this is as HD as the ATLA episodes get, but I hope you give the video a shot anyway and maybe experience some of the emotions I had making it.  Big thanks to @worddevourer for having this idea and my twin sister @splickedylit for consulting with me during its creation!

Song: Wait For It from Hamilton
Show: Avatar - The Last Airbender

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I’ve worked way too long on this, but it’s finished! The Modern Male Witch: Home Office!

It’s always 11:59 in the home office of the tech witch. That magical moment just before midnight when anything can happen. There’s a soft buzzing sound in the air and an occasional flickering of lights. The protective sigils on the walls help the many different energy flows to get accustomed to each other. There’s a weird kind of silent peace in the chaos.

This is the fourth piece in my Modern Male Witch Project.

Available as print on Redbubble and Society6.

Seagulls

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some seamless tinyDragon patterns for your seamless tinyDragoon patterning needs 

please note that the dragons on the last one are transparent

Classical music subgenres
  • Fairy children dancing
  • ONWARD TO WAR
  • Electric guitars haven’t been invented yet so violins are still the sexiest instrument
  • Heavenly choir that’s way too long
  • Lost in a monastery and too timid to interrupt chanting to ask for directions
  • That one from the Bugs Bunny cartoon
  • Emilia’s garden parties are such fun!
  • Constance’s garden parties are not as fun as Emilia’s but still quite pleasant
  • Must we attend Gertrude’s garden party (Mother says we must)
  • Fairy adults dancing (NSFW)
  • You’ve heard this song a thousand times but your boss’ child has a flute solo so you have to keep nodding along
  • ONWARD TO WAR but with an indefinable Russian edge
  • An Italian man is singing from his belly so this is probably about love
  • (too quiet) TOO LOUD (too quiet) TOO LOUD
  • Intellectual supervillain shows off liberal arts education
  • Your boss’ other child has a ballet recital
  • Christmas
  • The other famous ballet that isn’t Swan Lake or the Nutcracker
  • Sitars?
  • The composer thinks cellos are sexier than violins
  • More dancing fairies but with an insidious tonal shift so you can tell it’s the weird kind with horns and this isn’t the nice part of the story
  • Church music that’s too bland to be heavenly choir or chanting
  • The Big Six
the signs drunk

Aries: loud, sloppy, sexual, prone to doing stupid things 

Taurus: is way too happy and tells everyone how good-looking they are 

Gemini: risk-taking, sexual

Cancer: tells bad jokes , very loud , then gets really weepy 

Leo: the kind of sloppy drunks. slurs, vomits on people, falls down a lot

Virgo: is either really loud or really quiet 

Libra: extremely flirty, overly friendly

Scorpio: gets hella turnt up, then ends up crying about their love life and passing out 

Sagittarius: loud and risk-taking , possibly an angry drunk

Capricorn: is really good at hiding the fact they’re drunk… until they puke on your shoes

Aquarius: super weird, super hilarious, does a whole lot of stupid shit

Pisces: flirty and nice, then can get really sad and possibly angry 

Study tips for the signs

(lil note: These are some tips i sometimes personally use and like, so i hope they might help you as well. Good luck to all of you at school!!)

Aries - If you can, try doing the things you’re learning about! This applies to subjects such as physics or psychology, but doing differents experiments can help you memorize things better.

Taurus - Make stories. You can’t use this in every subject, but it is doable. Just think of a random sotry and apply all that you need to remember into it.

Gemini - Okay this one might sound a little stupid, but make a song! If you want to, you can try to rhyme it, but if not, just take a random melody and rap to it.

Cancer - Change your envorinment. Try studying at different times, in different places, once with music on, another time in silence. There has been a study on this and it showed that changing you surroundings can actually help you!

Leo - One things that might as well help you is to say what you’re learning about out loud. Also don’t study for a long period of time, but rather seperate it into shorter bits. Repeating will help you memorize.

Virgo - Draw while you’re studying! You can’t really use this in every class, but it works great with history for example. Like when you’re talking about a certain war, draw the weather and the people in funny costumes or something similarly sillyy

Libra - Study in a group or just with someone else. It might also help you to talk out loud or to “teach” others (both of these things are good for memorizing)

Scorpio - Use variety of colors, fonts and handwritings. Have fun with your notes! This one is useful especially if you have a good photographic memory.

Sagittarius - Isolate yourself. You might tend to get distracted easily, so turn off your phone, don’t talk to anyone and just focus. Background music is okay if that helps you concentrate.

Capricorn - When learning about something, try different sources and sites/books instead of just one or two. Looking at things from different perspectives and kinda digging into it will help you memorize the details.

Aquarius - Similary to Libra, discussing the topic might help you memorize it better. Also this one is a little weird, but in classes such as literature or history, it might help you to give people or things silly nicknames.

Pisces - Instead of just reading about things, try listening too. There are many educational videos on the Youtube for all kinds of subjects and it’ll help you to memorize if you use more senses.

Negotiations

I walked into the room, avoiding direct eye contact with the alien waiting for me. Its huge eyes just looked like a jet black sclera set in a sack of vaguely damp, wrinkled gray leather. If eyes are a window into the soul, this creepy little guy would give satan a run for his money. They just put me on edge, somehow. I’d have to make eye contact anyway, but it could wait.

I strode up to the meeting table, pulled out the chair, and sat down. I shuffled around in my bag for a moment before pulling out a small piece of tech, which I set on the table in front of me.

“Before we begin, I want to be sure of a few things. This device you’ve provided us with, it is 100% effective at understanding and translating languages, correct?”

The alien across from me nodded. It’s a nice little allowance they’ve made for comfort, learning our body language, but its bulbous head threw the whole gesture off. It made me think of one of those old inflatable toys with a weight on the bottom, that would lean too far to the side before bouncing straight back up. Woobles or something. It didn’t really matter.

“Nearly. We occasionally find a race with one or two concepts that it has trouble with, but that’s easily smoothed over.”

I took a deep breath, and waited a moment to compose myself. This whole thing was going to be more trying than not interrupting old man Higgins up the street while he went on about whatever racist sentiment was in his head at the moment.

“One or two…okay. That’s odd.”

The alien blinked. Eyelids came in from not just the top and bottom, but also the sides. That’s just plain creepy. Reminds me of one of those really old movies they threw on the media blacklist pretty much as soon as first contact started. Something in black. Whatever it was, I remember seeing it as a kid, and that guy at the beginning had nothing on this alien’s eyes.

“Have you already found something it can’t translate?”

I nodded, then pulled out my communicator and scrolled through a few documents. I really needed to clean this thing out. Can’t believe I didn’t get around to it before coming to such an important meeting. Imagine the debacle that would result if I opened exactly the wrong thing. Never can know what that might be, honestly.

“Of a sort, yes. Mind humoring me for a few minutes?”

The alien steepled its hands together, and leaned forward. That’s just plain creepy. I wonder how they learned such context specific body language? Not that it really matters, I guess. Not my problem.

“Certainly. After all, it can take years to accept a race into the Federation.”

Nodding again, I pulled up a document on my communicator, then leaned back in my chair as I began. This was going to be more interesting than that time your classmate Jimmy found some old matches somewhere and almost burned the school down by mistake.

“Excellent. This shouldn’t take much time. I mentioned that we found some issues with your device. Allow me to demonstrate: Espionage.”

The little device on the table beeped, and a red light flashed.

“ERROR: NO ANALOGUE FOUND”

I sighed. That one had been an accident. We just had the thing sitting in a conference room while we discussed the implications of the visit when it came up. But, when something that simple for us to understand came up, we had to try for more.

“Reverse Engineering.”

Again, a beep and a flash of red.

“ERROR: NO ANALOGUE FOUND”

“Spycraft.”

And again with the beep. This was going to get irritating if I didn’t speed things up a bit. Too bad we hadn’t managed to find a mute option for that feature.

“ERROR: NO ANALOGUE FO-”

“Overwhelming Force”

“ERROR: NO-”

“Scorched Earth”

“ER-”

“Kamikaze”

“E-”

Blitzkrieg, Stealth, Mutually Assured Destruction, Acceptable Losses, Pyrrhic Victory, Guerilla Warfare, Encirclement, Entrenchment, Siege.”

The device gave off a series of distressed beeps, punctuated by rapid blinking of the little red light. I almost felt sorry for it. Almost.

“TOO MANY ERRORS DETECTED. REBOOTING. RUNNING SELF DIAGNOSTIC. NO DISCREPANCIES FOUND,”

I paused, and glanced across the table at the alien before looking back down at the translator. This was going to hit it harder than a washed up holovid actor with no auditions and less money hits rock bottom.

“Xenocide”

The chair across from me clattered to the ground as the alien practically fell out of its seat. I don’t blame the poor thing. Of all the aggressive, militaristic words we tried, that was one of the ones we least expected to translate. I mean, really. Who has a word for the intentional extermination of an entire sapient species when they don’t even understand fundamental hostile international mechanics like spying?

“Why do you have a word for…what was all that just now?”

I chuckled a bit while motioning for the alien to sit back down. His reaction had been pretty good, perfectly suitable for one of those hammed-up old dramas where the hero realizes they’ve been working with the villain all along.

“We were confused about that too. So we took a look at the information you sent as part of first contact with us. We noticed something interesting. Every single race in your Federation is carnivorous. Why is that?”

The alien seemed smaller somehow as it settled back into a seat. It looked kind of like a balloon slowly losing air, if that balloon was made of moldering gray leather with eyes that made your spinal column decide it wanted a holiday in Fiji.

“First contact has always been made after sapient races make it to multiple worlds. We’ve never found a sapient herbivorous race which failed to destroy themselves in resource wars and aggressive action. We’ve never found herbivores capable of surviving long enough to leave their own world.”

I leaned forward in the chair and smiled while finally making direct eye contact with the alien. I think the poor thing shivered when I did that. Not that I blame it. Imagine your reaction when you start to put the pieces together and realize that your friendly, upstanding next door neighbor might be the world’s most wanted criminal.

“And the races you have found, while commonly using threat displays, do not waste resources on wars they cannot easily win, correct?”

The alien nodded as it slouched a bit in its chair. It looked kind of like it was trying to hide. Who wouldn’t want to hide from the monsters in their closet?

“Wasted resources means decreased likelihood of survival.”

I shrugged. That was true enough, though rather coldly logical. Dispassionate logic like that has never been our strong suit. Then again, that’s why I’m in this situation in the first place, so it evens out.

“And yet herbivores constantly waste resources on aggression, on movement, on having more young than will possibly survive.”

The alien was staring at me. I’m not sure when the last time it blinked was. I wonder if those eyes need some kind of lubrication to keep from drying out. Probably, they looked a bit less creepy than they should’ve. Looked like they were losing their shine.

“And they die for it. That’s exactly why we’ve never encountered spacefaring herbivores. Their inherent aggression is their own demise.”

I held eye contact. I’d almost swear the alien was a weird statue right now. Don’t know who would commission a statue made of old greasy leather, but I’m sure there’s someone with too much money and too little sense who would give it a shot.

“Indeed. Now, back to the subject at hand. I’ll ask you before we continue: what can you offer humans for joining your Federation?”

The alien sputtered as it started moving again. I’d swear it looked offended. Maybe it doesn’t see where this is going. Not that it really matters, I guess. I mean, it probably matters about as much as posting a formal complaint to a new corporate policy, which is to say not at all.

“We’ve already sent the offer. You’ve seen that, I’m sure.”

I nodded, and began to tap out a staccato rhythm on the table with my fingers. I never could remember where I learned this stupid tune. I’ve known it as long as I can remember, and it just moves into my head on occasion and sticks around like that one couchsurfing friend who doesn’t understand the idea of wearing out their welcome.

“And I’m asking, what else do you have to offer?”

The alien just shook its head again, staring at the device. I wonder if it thought we might’ve tampered with it. As if we knew how. That little thing is way beyond our current abilities. We had some scientists pry it open and look inside, just to be sure.

“Nothing. I’m not sure why you’re-”

I raised my hand, cutting him off. Huh. Not sure why that worked. Did they learn that much of our body language? That’s still really creepy, if it’s the case. Or, maybe I just have it on edge. I dunno. I guess it doesn’t matter.

“May I have permission to connect my datapad with my ship’s computers?”

The alien glanced away from me for a moment. I assume it was checking in with superiors somehow. Maybe it was psychic, to an extent. Or maybe they just had an implant of some sort. We’ll find out eventually, I’m sure.

“Yes, if you like.”

I sighed. I guess that makes things easier for us. I don’t think anyone was going to like what I was about to do. This whole thing felt kind of like one of those holovids of an accident, where you know what’s coming and don’t want to keep going, but for some reason you just can’t seem to stop and pull yourself away.

“Computer, show video: Hiroshima”

A screen appeared in the air above my datapad. It started playing back an old, grainy video. Shaky, taken by hand in an aircraft in a firefight. Below, you can barely see a city being blotted out by a massive explosion. A cloud of smoke, fire and debris was rapidly climbing into the sky, billowing, growing, blooming into an eerie and easily recognized mushroom cloud.

“That’s…you’re using weapons of that scale on a population center? How recent was this?”

I shrugged, and closed the video. The screen on my datapad went back to the document I had up earlier. Gotta love how well they managed to predict this whole thing. I made a mental note to recommend a raise for whoever set up that document for me.

“Three centuries ago. Prior to our invention of spaceflight. Part of a much larger conflict. This is a relatively minor example of “overwhelming force”“

“ERROR: NO A-”

“Shut it. Computer, show infosheet: Battle of Stalingrad.”

A series of graphs and diagrams appeared above my datapad. They showed resources, time, maps, battle plans, and death tolls. Images were interspersed throughout, as were annotations on the tactical value of this, the emotional value of that. Prominent among them was a single apartment building, including notes on sniping from the roof and support via tunnels.

“That…what purpose would that…why w-”

Again, I raised my hand to cut him off, before closing the infosheet. Maybe it was both. Nah, couldn’t be. Only way it was both having this guy on edge and our body language is if it somehow had our body language built in. Unsettling thought, but not exactly likely.

“Because Stalingrad was an advantageous location and the people who died there were considered ‘Acceptable losses’“

“ERRO-”

“Computer, show gallery: General Sherman’s March to the Sea.”

A multitude of images appeared over the datapad. Rail lines and roads intentionally broken and destroyed. Farms and fields scoured clean and left to fallow. Buildings and towns razed to the ground. A broken people left to mourn and starve.

“So much waste…that can’t be intentional, can it?”

I glanced at the images, the wanton destruction that campaign caused, and the very orders that caused it. That kind of thing may be considered morally reprehensible now, even a war crime, but it wasn’t always. At the time, the strategy was extolled as one of the reasons the war ended the way it did.

“It was intentional.”

The alien stared at me, its reflective black eyes bigger than I’d ever seen them before. Creepy as all hell, that’s for sure. I’d rather not deal with these kinds of meetings in the future. Maybe after this I could negotiate for some kind of retirement.

“But…why?”

I tapped my datapad and closed the gallery, then leaned back and tossed my feet on the table. May as well relax, I already knew how this was going to end.

“Because it rendered the enemy unable to use resources Sherman couldn’t keep. Computer, assemble and show video grouping: RTS Games”

A large grid of videos came up, showing a huge range of scenes. Largely battle, the settings varied from open space to deep ocean, from early history to the far “future.” Even battles across space and time could be seen.

“The translator can’t have gotten that right. Those are military tactical simulations. Higher level than anything I’ve ever seen or heard of.”

I laughed as I closed out all of the videos and turned back to the alien. Creepy and unsettling as it might be, I’m pretty sure I was terrifying the poor thing. Not that I really felt sorry for it. Not at all.

“No. They aren’t. Those are games. Toys. For. Fun. And they’re a couple hundred years out of date. From what I’ve seen, nearly every human capable of coherent speech is capable of tactically overwhelming your Federation. And since we’re already here, in space, it’s too late for you to say no. So, I’ll ask again:

What do you have to offer us?”

I love the ageswap AU, mostly because of Kid!Reigen. So of course, I eventually landed on “but normal!Shigeo and Kid!Reigen, tho.” Because that’d be entirely too adorable, two quirky weird boys just trying to waddle through their teenage years.

With psychic powers thrown in.

Reigen is the weird sweaty kid who lies a lot.


Sorry about the lack of content in all my blogs, I’ve been kind of blocked lately.