but it's funny to me okay

CAN YOU BELIEVE PALOMA HIT 100+ ???

( or that emily is actually doing something ??? )

okay i am literally so shook that paloma hit a lil over 100 followers like iḿ garbage!! i hardly have time to be on anymore and so many of you still send me messages and follows like wowowowow

anyways thank you so much youŕe all so amazing and thank you for bearing with me even though i hardly show up anymore!! I LOVE YOU ALL HELLA !!!

@culebral : buCK MY FAVORITE THANK YOU FOR BEING SO AMAZING FROM YOUR WRITING TO JUST YOU AS A MUTUAL! You´re honestly so bomb and funny ( besides that one fedora comment ) BUT ALAS ! Thank you for putting up with me and my baby we love you and richie lots ok!!

@bloodsilked : ITS BEEN YEARS BEA R WITH ME HERE. paloma and i adore eleanor and i hope when i get my shit back together for good that we can continue their lil girl gang okay!! 

@sexative : WE LITERALLY JUST MET BUT ILYSM ALREADY LETS MAKE SOME MAGIC SOMETIME!!!

all my other lovelies that should hmu sometime!!

@reynaculebra @consumerofsins @celestialeds @hisdesigns @ferventsouls @aureasadrisit @elconquistxdor @ladicsa @culebraqueen @consumerofsins @greekroots @virtuest @bledridden 

anonymous asked:

Okay so I've been seeing fanart of this taz thing everywhere and I'm curious what is it? Is the name actually Taz? Or is that an abbreviation cuz I can never find the title in tags and I feel like it's slapping me in the face.

the adventure zone ! its a d&d podcast between three brothers and their dad and its super good and i mean that in both a funny and wholesome way ✌️ 

this post is a very very good post abt it if youre interested! and completely true tbh its a very good thing. you can listen to the podcast on maximumfun.org or like podbay and other streaming sites i assume ?? those are the only places ive listened.

And the award for my favorite part of YOI episode 5 goes to:

*drumroll*

This blatant misspelling of the name of the country where this entire show was made:

there’s something about even’s little nod in this scene 

because even knows. he’s not oblivious, he notices the way isak reacts to his presence, to him. he’s been noticing him for weeks, weeks before they first met. he saw the way isak was when he came over to his place the previous week, he saw the look in his eyes, the light in his eyes, he saw the way he smiled and laughed, he noticed the changes in his voice. he probably memorized his facial expressions and the things he said last friday. kept replaying them in his mind every single day, in class, before going to bed, when he was with other people 

earlier in that episode, when he came to give isak his snapback, in a matter of seconds, he understood that isak hadn’t told his friends he had gone to his place, he understood that he didn’t want them to know. because he sees and understands. he remembered the cardamom on the cheese toasties five weeks later, how they were sitting on the floor of his room as they ate them, he remembered isak saying he had a drop of water in his throat, he remembered isak talking about parallel universes. because he pays such close attention to isak and the way he looks and moves and speaks and all the things he says

do you think that even, who saw this boy on the first day of school, who was probably looking forward to seeing him even when it was just at school, in public, in rooms and hallways with other students, would not notice how isak was acting? notice the way he’s been looking at him the moment he showed up at his place for the pregame? the way he starred at him when he kissed sonja and looked at him straight in the eyes? how tensed he was as he told him about sonja and how they’d been together for years? the intonation of his voice as he said his okay’s (been together since we were 15. okay. can’t dump her. okay). do you think that even who’s been desperately trying to spend time alone with this boy he was falling for would not notice the smile that spread all over isak’s face when he realized that even was messing with him, the smile he was trying to stop it, in vain? do you think he would not sense his attraction to him? the vulnerability?

of course even notices. and since he came to see isak in his kitchen, he’s only been kidding, pretending not to be serious. but with that little nod, he grows more serious. with that little nod, it’s like he’s saying i see you, i see it, i’ve seen you for a while. it’s reassuring. it’s okay. it’s understanding. i know, isak. i know. me too

I just got around to reading Sword of Summer. And I just. This popped into my mind.

Annabeth: This is my cousin, Magnus. He’s the son of the Norse god, Frey. Because apparently that’s a thing.

Magnus: *in all his blond, summery glory* Hi. 

Nico: *oh no he’s hot*

Will: …You’re staring. 

Percy: Now I get what Nico’s type is. 

okay but what if jungkook used to tease jimin by not calling him ‘hyung’ because he wants Jimin to see him as someone equal as him not as the youngest member in the group, because he don’t want jimin to love him as a baby brother he don’t want jimin to love him because he is cute and because he is the youngest among them, because he wants jimin to see him as a man that he could love and could love him back too so thats why he always making fun of Jimin also thats why jungkook works out a lot because kids are not supposed to have muscles right? kids are not supposed to look sexy right? that way maybe his jimin hyung will look at him as a man

Mysme characters summary
  • Zen: Beauty and Grace - Call me both and I'll kiss your face ;)
  • Yoosung: MC, you must eat on time! *MC gets something to eat* Rika used to eat.. yOU'RE HER!
  • Jaehee: What she says - Mr. Han // What she means - fuck my boss, fuck his cat, fuck this job
  • Jumin: Does a sexuality where you're only attracted to your cat exist? Catsexual? Does Jumin Han is catexual? Sounds better
  • 707: Hurt me, kill me, but don't say you love me *crawls back to the world of memes*
  • V: Roses are red, violets are blue. Hello, this is V and I can't fucking see
  • MC: [to V] Dude. Be thankful. I don't even have those eye sockets

//pops in

HI ^o^ Sorry for being inactive this week ahaha I got sick and the medicine I drink at night makes me super sleepy so I end up dozing off early ++ I still have to go to work because I’m saving up my vacation days ;;v;;

Anyway! I’m also answering && compiling asks right now (around 3k) – I’m so sorry I let them pile up ;;v;; I have some sets from … since what … October … I was wondering if it’s still okay to answer them (or not… they probably hate me now hhhh) ahaha I’m so sorry I feel so ashamed aksjhdkjsafsdf

really aggressive angry reminder that:

akaashi is the only fukurodani player who will consistently do extra practice with bokuto, so he’s unlikely to run away from him at any point in time.

Okay, so, this face has become SO iconic as the representative Harry’s-scrunchy-nose-to-contain-the-fond-face that I almost forgot what Harry was reacting to here:

And I’m just so ahgjfh it’s THIS line that totally breaks his ability to keep his cool (I mean, he wasn’t doing a very good job before or after but he totally loses it here) and how it’s this ongoing, years-long joke with Louis. Because the other time we see the story, Louis says almost the same thing:

And then CONTINUES:

Like… it must be the line that comes up in all his Donny Dome stories, “two stories of ice skating”, and I’m just SO BEYOND ENDEARED that four years later, Harry literally can barely contain himself when Louis is doing his bit. Like, it’s a bit, right?? Harry has heard him do this many times and he still is over there not being able to control his face because he wants to laugh so bad. That’s love.

Dedication Part 4: Coda - A Moriel Fic

At long, long, long last the final part of this moriel pre series monster is finished! yay! thank you so much @widowshulk for looking through this for me! 

Part 1: Shadow Song 

Part 2: Dawn Chorus 

Part 3: Concerto 

Title: Dedication Part 4: Coda 

Summary: Rhys leaves Azriel and Mor alone, returning to the Night Court. Both of them find themselves torn from sleep by ragged nightmares as their pasts return to haunt them. Together, they work through some of the horrors in their past and find themselves drawn closer together as a result. 

Teaser:  ‘“Morrigan, Morrigan,” she looks at him without really seeing him. “It’s not real,” he whispers softly, knowing that those words are thin and empty as what she witnessed in that dream had been real. But not now, not anymore, he found her, brought her here, saved her. “I’m here,” he breathes quietly, wondering if that can possibly calm her, “I’m here with you, Morrigan. I’m here, it’s all right now.”’

Link: AO3 

Familiar silence once again folds Azriel into its waiting arms. The cabin around him is quiet. Rhys left a few hours before, taking the healer with him; Mor, thankfully, still sleeps soundly in the other room. No-one has intruded upon their peace since Rhys left. Azriel hasn’t budged from the chair he obstinately settled himself in after his talk with Rhys. He had promised her that he would stay close; that he wouldn’t leave her, and he has no intention of breaking that promise.

The domestic magic of the cabin urges him to look after himself, offering food and drink in abundance and providing pillows and blankets. He ignores it all. But even his iron cast will isn’t enough to stop him from dozing. Using his power to jump between the Night Court and Autumn, his frantic, terrified searching in the snow and then the hundreds of miles he flew at breakneck speed to get Mor to safety all without pausing or resting have taken their toll on him. His eyes are heavy and, in spite of himself, he eventually sinks into sleep, reluctant but irresistible, like drowning in thick quicksand.

His dreams are twisted and dark. The faces of his brothers, horribly contorted, spring up all around him, pressing in, getting closer and closer and closer all the time, the way the walls in his cell had done when he had been a child. Blackness, deep and complete, obscures his vision as they swarm over him, blotting out the world once more.

Flame blazes, a horrifying light in the darkness that he wishes to extinguish. His relief that his brothers do not once more turn that wild, roaring hunger upon him again is short-lived. A moment later he notices Morrigan curled, helpless, on the floor of his cell. Her body is covered in blood and bruises as it had been when he had found her only hours before in the Autumn Court. His brothers are advancing on her. Azriel cries out in panicked desperation, fighting to get to her, but his wings are pinned once more, staked to the wall behind him and he is as helpless as he was all those years ago. His brothers reach her, pulling her up from the floor and bearing down upon her with the sick smiles he came to know so well. Her eyes go wide and she stares at him, pleading, terrified, as their hands leave more marks upon her delicate skin, they douse her in the same oil that had once covered his hands, the scent making him convulse and strain, trashing to get to her, to stop them but then they-

Her scream pierces his soul and tears him from the nightmare.

Azriel jerks awake, covered in sweat and panting. The echo of that cry is piercing and so full of terror it cuts straight through his ribs, jarring his bones, and strikes directly at his heart. It takes him several pounding heartbeats to realise that it does not exist only in his dreams.

Azriel is on his feet in seconds, diving for the door of Mor’s bedroom. The cabin was impossible to find, impossible to enter, how could they have gotten to her? How could he have let them?

Drawing the sword in a single fluid motion from where it’s sheathed at his spine Azriel bursts through the door to her room, sinking into a stance ready to attack in order to defend on instinct. He quickly realises however that the room is empty but for the two of them.

Sheathing his sword Az berates himself for not having seen this coming. Of course she would have nightmares following what she’d been through. Shaking off the memories of his own he crosses the room to her, swift and silent and kneels down beside her.

She’s thrashing so wildly on the bed, clearly petrified, that she’s tangled herself badly in the sheets which have wrapped around her body and pinned her like twisting ropes. This restraint only terrifies her further, no doubt reminding her of her ordeal and she fights even harder to escape, her eyes wide and horrified as they had been in his dreams.

Afraid that she’s going to hurt herself Azriel catches her wrists gently but firmly in his hands, stopping her struggling so wildly, making her notice his presence. “Morrigan, Morrigan,” she looks at him without really seeing him. “It’s not real,” he whispers softly, knowing that those words are thin and empty as what she witnessed in that dream had been real. But not now, not anymore, he found her, brought her here, saved her. “I’m here,” he breathes quietly, wondering if that can possibly calm her, “I’m here with you, Morrigan. I’m here, it’s all right now.”

He murmurs softly to her, repeating her name and soft, vague comforts until her great, brown eyes manage to focus on him. The moment he sees her take him in and understand her situation he releases her wrists, severing the contact between them. Shifting in a little closer Az works to quickly and deftly untangle her. The entire time he works on her she sits unnaturally still save for her uncontrollable, violent trembling.

As soon as he frees her, dropping the blankets to the floor to reinforce that, her whole body becomes boneless and she folds in on herself, sobbing, knees drawn up to her chest, slender body shaking with the force of her convulsions.

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An aro or ace: hey it’s not okay to dehumanize me or otherwise treat me like shit

Exclusionists: funny, ACE TUMBLR™ has been shitty to people. Why do you, ace tumblr personified, want us to treat u with basic decency now? That’s a bit hypocritical don’t you think. Like maybe think about this again. Is it really a problem if we dehumanize you?

A Series of Unfortunate Events (For me): Part 2

Recap: I, an aasimar Ranger, got turned into a squirrel, blinded, and hit in the face with a hammer.

Eventually, the party makes it to the queen ant, and proceed to kill it. As we now have the whole nest to deal with, we must make our escape. The bloodrager and I get seperated from the rest of the party, and take another path. We hitch a ride on Lenard, who is now the pet of B.R.

Dm: Okay, you see light ahead of you, and an odd clear stone.

Me: Okay, i’m going to roll appraisal, and probably get a nat one or something… *rolls exactly what i just said*… omfg…

Dm: Its a rock.

(Prologue: We find a shiny black rock and think it is a diamond. Funny story for a later date)

After our grand escape, we head off. The bloodrager somehow gets some jungle animals (panthers or something) to leave us alone. This irritated the dm, who intended that to be an encounter. We make camp, and B.R. has first watch.

Dm: Okay, roll perception.

B.R.: *Rolls high* okay…?

DM: Guess what?

*everyone* Oh no…

DM: Scythe tree!

*after a large amount of fighting, most of us low health, i cut of a branch of the tree, pissing it off.*

Dm: okay, i’m going to roll to hit *rolls high*, and roll for damage, *another high roll*… okay, Ranger, you take 26 damage.

Me:… I just got one shot… by a god damn tree!!

*the tree then dies after i got 1 shot.

TL;DR: My ranger had the worst day of his life. He got turned into a squirrel, blinded, hit in the face with a hammer, thought a diamond was a rock, and one shot by a tree.