can this come out like now

I’m thankful for the one year anniversary of 

I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house… choreographing a hip hop dance.

I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call while I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “ Mmmm I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home.

I can’t believe i’m telling this story.

Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance.

She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV (boujee) and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…

(angry/disappointed mom stance)

She brings me down, and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m just going: “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!”

Meanwhile I’m like,“Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, uh, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.”

And like my dad comes downstairs in his tightey-whiteys and is like “Bran, if it’s yours, just tell us.”

Well, hold on, hold on.

They found this like weird fax, like a document that nobody recognized and I was like: “Well, obviously someone’s hacked into our computer!”

And they believed me.

Can you smell that? That sweet, sweet smell? That’s love and it is in the air! Barry and Iris’ wedding is coming up fast and despite being Barry’s best man, I still don’t have a wedding gift (gimme a break, your boy has had a lot on his plate). After the bachelor party uh… “situation” I feel like I have to really knock it out of the park here. After all, what kind of best man would I be if I didn’t give the best gift as well?

Now, this little gig of mine doesn’t exactly pay well but I don’t need fat stacks to deliver the ultimate gift – just a little imagination and some of that classic Cisco ingenuity!  There’s a lot that goes into giving someone the perfect present. You can’t spend too much or else they feel bad, you can’t spend too little or else you look cheap, you could get them something to wear but then you gotta find out sizes and that’s always awkward, you could…well you see where this is going. So, when I’m tasked with finding a gift, there’s a few points that I keep in mind:

1. The Wow Factor

One of the most important factors is the “WOW!” factor. You gotta hit ‘em with the element of surprise, give ‘em something they’re always gonna remember. Being the go-to gadget guy, Barry and Iris would obviously expect something high tech. I could breach something over from another Earth but again – when you’re the freaking Flash that isn’t exactly surprising or exciting.

2. Personalization

The absolute last thing I want is for Barry and Iris to be celebrating their anniversary, look over at my gift and go “Who gave that to us? Was it Dibny?” You gotta put that personalized stamp on it! Now personalization goes both ways – you want it to be memorable and to leave the recipient happily impressed.

3. Practicality

The second-to-last thing that I want is for me to go through all of this time and effort of getting Barry and Iris the perfect gift only for them to not use it. The ideal gift should be something that can be used everyday and each time they’ll go “Cisco’s the best!”

Up until now I’ve kept things hush-hush around the gang so I don’t ruin the surprise, but I can’t keep quiet any longer.  This happy couple is going to be gifted with a personalized Cisco calendar I got printed up: 12 months in a year, 12 different pictures of yours truly!  One of a kind item for a one of a kind couple!

Be More Chill Adopted Jeremy AU Headcanons

-Jeremy was only a few months old when he was adopted so all he remembers is Squip as his dad

-he doesn’t call Squip dad, instead he’s taught to address him by name

-Squip has him complete cut off from the world, homeschooling Jeremy and keeping him in the house at all times

-Jeremy is raised to be perfect and knows he’ll be punished everytime he messes up slightly. It’s always been like that, even when he was little.

-the worst of his punishments being when Jeremy’s locked in the room downstairs for hours, or in the worst case days, at a time

-no outside media except for the occasions when Squip accidentally leaves on the radio for Jeremy to hear

-Jeremy can play the piano very well. Only the classics but he’s wanted to learn how to play newer songs like the ones he’s heard on the radio before

-he doesn’t play any of the songs in fear of being punished by Squip

-his bedroom is on the second floor and his only interaction with the outside world is looking through the window down at the streets below

-Squip has to leave for work, Jeremy’s only entertainment being either the piano or the books he’s allowed to read

-to not be so lonely Jeremy makes up friends to talk to

-the voices in his head are named Christine, Rich, Jake, Chloe, Jenna and Brooke

-Squip has to remind him they’re not real but that doesn’t stop him from talking to them

-it’s with their encouragement, mainly Rich’s, that he decides to sneak out on his seventeenth birthday where he meets Michael

-the only magic he’s been taught about before is from fairy tale witches so he’s drawn to Michael’s street magic act

-it’s during this act when Michael notices a man drag the slightly confused Jeremy away from the show

-after saving Jeremy from being mugged by the man Michael starts to show Jeremy around the town

-seeing how oblivious Jeremy is Michael asks about how he doesn’t know this stuff so Jeremy tells him about Squip

-“Dude, that’s not…normal.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, that’s abuse.”

“A…buse? How? He cares and provides for me.”

“You said he punishes if you mess up-”

“Then it’s my fault.”

-Jeremy is amazed by Michael’s magic tricks and is unable to even understand how they’re done

-“Watch these flowers turn into-a pigeon!” A bird flies away and Jeremy is awestruck

“You can create life?!”

“…yes…”

-Michael introduces Jeremy to pop culture and sugary foods making Jeremy excited as he takes a liking to one videogame in particular

-“What is this called?”

“It’s Apocalypse of the Damned dude, and it’s awesome!”

-Squip panics when he finds out Jeremy is missing and after finding his son, drags him back home and forbids Michael from ever coming near Jeremy again

-now instead of his second floor bedroom Jeremy is confined to the “Silent Room” in the basement

-his voices in his head aren’t able to comfort him now that he knows about the world out there

-that doesn’t stop Michael from trying to see him one more time

anonymous asked:

hoLY COW THE WOOZI MERMAID AU WAS AMAZINGJWJFJWJW!! May i also request a mermaid!au for hoshi??

 find others: woozi 

  • just your regular uni student,,,,,,,doing his best to hide the fact that he’s a mermaid - nothing TOO crazy you know
  • thankfully he’s been doing well sneaking into the pool late at night after it gets closed to get some exercise and transform into his natural form because good god human clothing,,,,,,,skinny jeans,,,,,,so stuffy for someone who has a gigantic tail most of the time
  • legs weren’t weird for him when he first got them,,,tbh he got adapted really quickly - even learned to dance well
  • much to the shock of other (secret) mermaids,,,,,,,,seokmin keeps telling hoshi it feels like he’s going to fall over if he walks too long and hoshi is like damn dude have you tried riding a bike????? 
  • mermaids would totally not understand bikes
  • but in his natural form, he’s got a tail of ruby and gold scales, he got nicknamed the ‘lobstermaid’ by a couple of friends because of the color of his scales LOL 
  • unlike other mermaids, he has frilled gills that stick out of his hair,,,,he can move them too!! 
  • speaking of lobsters, he kept one as a pet and used to scare seokmin with the pincers LOL
  • but after moving to a normal ‘human’ college,,,,he had to leave mr.krabs back in the ocean,,,,,,
  • but anyway, hoshi and you meet in one of his acting classes
  • to be honest, you’re kind of nervous about acting in general and hoshi is thankfully always there to help cheer you up
  • with endless laughter and jokes, you two become quick friends and even though you’re pretty close,,,,
  • hoshi can’t tell you his secret - he just,,,,doesnt want you to think he’s weird
  • seokmin: they probably already think your weird
  • hoshi: im weird? looks whose talking 
  • but it’s really something he doesnt want to get in the way of his friendships - like,,,,,,humans have made mermaids into man eating sirens so,,,,,not the best look
  • but,,,you’ve gotten to know hoshi well
  • which means you know about his midnight pool sneakouts, even though he always says he doesn’t need anyone to come along with him,,,he always goes alone
  • and maybe it’s your curiosity that gets the better of you - or just a tiny twinge of jealous thoughts about,,,,what if he’s there with someone,,,,someone special?
  • either way, one night after calling hoshi and getting his voicemail you realize he must be at the pool
  • and you think,,,,there isn’t anything wrong with wanting to just hang with him right? plus,,,it’s getting past one am,,,,he usually isn’t there that long
  • so,,,,you find yourself in the dark, empty halls of the uni gym
  • you can smell the pool as you get near it, hear the splashing of water and when you open it
  • the first thing you catch a glance of is something red - something like,,,,a tail that comes swooping down with so much force it makes a wave that ripples through the pool
  • you stare,,,,,,,,,and then see hoshi’s head pop out of the water
  • he leans back, floating on the surface with his eyes closed and you see that his clothes have been abandoned at the edge
  • his legs,,,,are replaced by a large tail that shimmers in the moonlight that comes through the pool window 
  • and you’re mesmerized by the sight - a mermaid
  • “he’s a mermaid,,,” you whisper to yourself
  • a large splash breaks your concentration as hoshi opens his eyes, turning in horror to see you through the crack of the door
  • in shock, he calls out your name and floats farther from the edge - in a bad attempt to hide his torso in the clear pool water
  • shyly, you come out from the door and step close enough to be at the edge, carefully you look into hoshi’s wide and frightened eyes
  • “did you see,,,,,,,what are you doing here?!”
  • you reach your hand out, as if beckoning him closer but he doesn’t budge
  • “i ,,,,, saw,,,,,,you.” you start, eyes drifting between his face and the gills that peek from his wet hair. just one look into the water and you can see the distorted smudges of red beneath it
  • “it’s so pretty,,,,,,” you add and hoshi’s shoulders seem to untighten
  • “you think it’s pretty?”
  • “it’s the color of roses,,,,and glitter. of course it’s pretty.”
  • hoshi swims closer now to you, at this distance you can see his gills are the same ruby red - sleek and wet 
  • you reach out and carefully run your fingers over the edge of them and hoshi shivers at the contact
  • “is this why you come here at night? to swim?”
  • he laughs, “it doesn’t compare to the ocean, but it’s something.”
  • you nod, even though you can’t understand what it’s like in the least, sitting down so you can dangle your feet into the water
  • hoshi wraps an arm around your ankle, delicately and almost reflexively like if you were to fall in the water he could save you automatically - it’s,,,,,,,,intimate
  • and for the first time you and hoshi have this tension around you two - not bad, just,,,,,,something more than what friends usually have
  • you look down at him and the water droplets on his cheek in neck seem only to highlight his already perfect skin
  • “i won’t tell anyone” you say suddenly
  • hoshi grins, “i kind of expected you wouldn’t. promise me though, friends don’t break promises right?”
  • you nod, “i promise.”
  • and instead of hooking your hand with his pinkie as he outstretches his arm
  • you lean in to press his lips softly against yours
  • you feel him sort of stiffen in shock, but then relax and when you pull away you blush at the sight of hoshi’s grin
  • “well,,,,let me change what i said - lovers don’t break promises either.”
Grant Gustin update...

Looking more and more liked Grant was hacked by a fan this morning. 

I’m sure a lot of you by now know about this debacle of Grant liking a negative comment about Candice losing her job on the Flash. 

Grant then out of nowhere today follows an completely random and unknown fan based in Germany. 

This person seems a bit “intense” I can say when it comes to her Social Media. She doesn’t seem to be completely all there. I will point out she made a post about how The Rock posting about disabled people deserved mores likes than Grant’s Westallen wedding post. 

So once again we have Grant doing something on Social Media today that is completely and totally out of behavior for him. He doesn’t follow random unknown fans. He doesn’t usually like Candice’s comments. Yet he does all of this out of character behavior in the same day?

Sorry but I think he’s been hacked

you: Happy Thanksgiving

me: I came out to my parents when they discovered gay porn on my computer while I was at my friend Nicole’s house choreographing a hip hop dance. I was shocked because I thought they already knew but, I got a call when I was like, mid shoulder-brush, from my mother being like, “Where are you?” and I was like “I’m at Nicole’s house!” and she was like, “You need to come home now.” And I went home. I can’t believe i’m telling this story. Anyway, I went home after we finished the dance. She drove me home in her Infiniti SUV and I walked into the house and it’s pitch black, and I just see the like back-lit shadow of my mother in the corner of the kitchen just like…She brings me down and rather than having a nice “let’s talk about this”, she starts like bringing up, she starts like opening up all the websites and I don’t know what to do and I’m like, “Ew what is that? That’s disgusting!” Meanwhile I’m like,“Yep Tuesday, yep Wednesday, Thursday I didn’t do anything, and Friday.” And like my dad comes downstairs in his tighty-whiteys and is like “Bran, If it’s yours, just tell us.” Well, hold on, hold on. They found this like weird fax, like a document nobody recognized and I was like,“Well, obviously someone hacked into our computer!” And they believed me.

Thankgiving

           He’s 4 when Elliot can think back to the first thanksgiving he’s ever had clearly. Gram is wrapping him up in nice clothing at the soup kitchen, picking out from the stock first and trying to get him warm clothing for this coming winter. There was plates before that they were able to eat and now it’s mostly chatter and talk an a priest spreading god’s work. Elliot remembers looking up to the old lady that was like a mother but not, with her 3 missing teeth and wrinkly face, graying hair as she smiles down at him and smooths his hair down.

“Gahm.” he says, stumbles and She smiles because he getting close to sentences now and a warmth of pride fills him because she’s smiling.

  “Time to go dear.” Is all she says as Gram takes his hand, and they leave.




       He’s 4 when Elliot can think back to the first thanksgiving he’s ever had clearly. Gram is wrapping him up in nice clothing at the soup kitchen, picking out from the stock first and trying to get him warm clothing for this coming winter. There was plates before that they were able to eat and now it’s mostly chatter and talk an a priest spreading god’s work. Elliot remembers looking up to the old lady that was like a mother but not, with her 3 missing teeth and wrinkly face, graying hair as she smiles down at him and smooths his hair down.

“Gahm.” he says, stumbles and She smiles because he getting close to sentences now and a warmth of pride fills him because she’s smiling.

   “Time to go dear.” Is all she says as Gram takes his hand, and they leave.


He’s 5 when he spends that thanksgiving alone, shivering in the alleyway and cold. He had tried to wake up Gram two days ago and still she slept. He was worried because soon the soup kitchen would close and food would be gone. But she still won’t wake and Elliot is refusing to leave her.

“G-guh-gram” he says, reaching over to shake her cold body. But she refuses to wake once more and Elliot shivers stomach rolling on himself because he hasn’t eaten for 3 days now but still refusing to move.


 He’s 6 and is parading around as a self proclaimed hero, looking into the window sills of people and seeing families of all class come together with ham or some bird. He could smell it in the air and taste it as he ran. And there a ugly twisted emotion in his chest as he turns his back to them and leaps from rooftop to rooftop.

   He can’t help ponder how its funny that he hasn’t caught sight of Batman or Robin.


@flashgotthis @ofkryptcn @reckless-wildfire @thenightclxw @woolfcried @not-batgirl

               Elliot hides behind the name Rob, he’s 7 and has met both his HERO and His hero mentor. He has met Men that could bend steel and Run fast as lightning. Meets Boys that became Cats with a ruggish grin that just caused heat to his face and a nice lady that tends to his wounds once and awhile and listens to his stories sometime. Rob can’t help the small smile when Flash stops by with a plastic container in his hand, a claim that he can’t eat ALL the food by himself. (when Rob knows that not true.)

When Superman flies by from where he guess Batman place and wave at Rob with a “Happy Thanksgiving!” before flying off. When Robin and Batgirl start patrol later than normal but carrying another container with PIE in it and ice cream and all three sit eating. Smiles all around and jokes here and there.

Rob stopping by Dani place mid patrol and looks inside, before placing another potted plant on the outside of her seil and then leaps away. This time not falling!

Rob then finally stops in the alley where he lived with Gram and sets a small plate of turkey down, leftovers from Wally’s plate and just sits there until morning.

He can’t help smiling this whole time.


               By the time Rob turns 8, He seems to be alone once more. Claws is gone, disappeared and he hasn’t seen Flash in a while. Robin seems to be Gone and now a new kid has come and growls at him all the time. Street Rat to Street Rat talk. Back away from mine. Rob can take the hint. He knew he was just a cheap knock off anyway.

But Rob doesn’t let this get to him and he out once more trying to do good. Try to do what’s right. And there no rest for the wicked so there won’t be for this “Robin.”

….It’s Fine.

……….It’s Fine.


    @eggplantbatprincess @jaybirdtxdd @knightvigilante

  In another world Rob is just learning who his real mother is, as the blond hair looks at him and cries, mummers of “im sorry, im sorry, im so sorry” is played on repeat and echoing in his mind. Staying with a man name Jason Todd and Training under Batman.


                     @atriumstrix @thenightstxr

               Its Street Kid now, and he’s 14 and better than he was before. The Robin an Him have come to an agreement and understand each other. They know Rob isn’t a threat to him and there is a stalemate. Claws is still gone, there apartment still empty besides the time Elliot goes to clean it up. But once more he spends Thanksgiving alone and on the streets. Batgirl has came by and giving him a plate but other then that Rob focuses on moving on. Maybe go see his Nightlight.

But he gets a text and looking down he sees it Buns. And Elliot can’t help the throb that goes threw him because it reads “Come over.” and Elliot is already turning and heading that way.


        

        Street Kid is 15, he’s fifteen and in intensive care, dreams of laughter and burning fire keeps him up at night. And his mouth is in PAIN everyday. The bandages keeping him from talking is the worst torture ever because all it does is remind him of his time with Joker.

He feels scrapped and cut open, The burns on his back are on FIRE and never seem to be able to be put out even with the amount of drugs pumping into him.

And all Elliot can do is cry and cry because he’s here, in a hospital alone once more. Spending thanksgiving and just recently he’s learning that Robin had died and Batgirl wasn’t Batgirl and Elliot was just another victim in this war. And here he is. Alone.



               Elliot is 17 and he doesn’t even know it’s Thanksgiving. He knows that everything hurts and phantom pain lights up once more on old scars but his teacher is giving him a look and Elliot hisses as he once more pulls himself off the floor and moves into a stance. His body has grown from a small boy into a bulk of a man. And now he learns how to control and move it.

All he knows is that his teacher is harsh and strict, comes at him even harder.


          Elliot is now 18, He goes by the name Outlaw and has come back into the fold of the Bats. He learned there was more Robins, new Batgirls and that THE Batgirl was back in action. He learns that the scrappy Robin is now Red Hood.

He learns that Flash/Wally and Claws were together in Central City and Claws is now BACK.

He learns of Buns betrayal and just where his Armour came from.

He learns that Many things are different but Thanksgiving is still the same it seems. Because he in the city of Gotham once more and pulling shift until the others come out.

It’s fine. It’s Fine. It’s Fine.

But then Batgirl comes by and smiles, and Outlaw smiles back as they sit down with pie between them and ice cream.

And then slowly the other bats come too and Outlaw is being introduced to Rooftop tag.

And it’s really fine this time.


   @woolfcried @thenightclxw

   Outlaw is 19 and he’s stuck between two bodies. They won’t move and let him up and Elliot really needs to pee but won’t disturb their rest. The feast they had eaten hours before placing them all in a food coma. He only just smiles and takes a breath, forces his mind to ignore the urge and snuggle up closer to the redhead while claws burrows closer into his back.

He wonders what Next Thanksgiving will bring.  



SO the reason for this little dabble to grace you guys is because you ALL been so good to me even tho i kinda vanish before for some time. I wanted to write a dabble on how Rob would of spent his thanksgiving but it seem to of…..gotten away from me. 

ANYWAYS DONT LOOK TO MUCH INTO THIS! Alot of this was from his Main Vers. with TheNightClxw/atriumstrix/thenightstxr and FlashGotThis an WoolfCried. But everyone else i cant wait to get to writing with you!!! 

Happy Thanksgiving! 

Just Anti stuff

Ok so Jack did Anti’s voice for Lore’s dark persona thing in his heartbound video and these are most of the things anti said. I took a few out cuz I thought that they didn’t sound like something anti would say to us (or jack)

“I was like you once…..Full of hope….ambition….curiosity…….fear… now I am here. Here in this…place…waiting for you….”


Anti to jack: “…you can’t run this time…”


Anti to us possibly: “…he’s not coming back…”

“…you did this…it feels good…knowing what you did…what kind of person are you…”

“…you weren’t there for him…now he’s gone…”

“…you failed him…it’s your fault…”

“…what are you waiting for?…” “…he’s waiting for you…” “…you’re not ready…”

“…good luck kid…you’re going to need it…”

“…you we’re right…you’re story isn’t over…but his is…” “…you can’t stop me…not yet…”

“…dont worry…you’ll get your chance…”

I’d love to see people hc these! You can choose which lines that anti is saying to jack or us, i just put them the way I did cuz I thought they fit the best.

(Also, I’m planning on doing some fanart of jack pretty soon)

Ehh, seems like a transitional chapter. Not that into it but I guess it’s nice that Chiffon gets her moment of being coo-

OHH!!! Will we finally get a payoff for Carrot hanging out as a sort-of main cast member for almost a hundred chapters while contributing next to nothing! My body is ready! 

With Pedro out of the picture there’s nobody to steal her thunder (pun not intended) as the resident were-Mink of the arc! Now please do stay dead for now Pedro, you already had your moment, you can come back once the arc is ove— ack, I forgot Pekoms was a thing. He better be too injured to do anything, I don’t want Carrot to be just a warm up for a male Mink to turn up and be better at whatever Mink thing Carrot has been built up to do!

Can we just take a minute and appreciate some Skids dialogue...

No idea who these guys are, but i doubt they’re coming to give me a big hug.

*

“What, this? This thing with the ceiling? This is called escaping. They’ve locked us in. I could blast my way out, but knowing Ultra Magnus that’s probably punishable by death and then more death.”

*

Good! Now that the basics are covered I can focus on not dying.

*

“Yeah, see, me and orders, we had a falling out. We’re not really on speaking terms.”

*

“The mouth is moving but the words, they make no sense.”

*

I’m still getting to know me, but it’s pretty clear I like taking risks.

*

Maybe i was overreacting. Maybe I do that. Maybe that’s the kind of crazy-but-lovable person I am.

*

“Congratulations! How does it feel to be used as Bait?”

*

I just killed your friend with a car. What’ve you got to say about that, eh?

“NINETEEN EIGHTY-FOUR”

Figures.

anonymous asked:

As a prompt could I request them being outed and how they deal with it?? Loveth u ❤

Alright yes umm I’m on my phone right now so I can like write it for real later but for now I can give you a bulleted list

- alright so this is coming from another ask where they requested Tommy H finding out about them so I’m gonna run off of that
- I think he would out them by accident? Like he just casually lets it slip that “yeah Steve and Hargrove were suckin’ face in the locker room”
- that shit spreads faster than the flash
- Steve is kind of embarrassed (not bc he’s with Billy but because he couldn’t come out on his own terms)
- Billy is pissed!! off!!!
- long mothafuckin story short Billy has to be held back by Steve
- it actually doesn’t seem to be that big of a deal to the senior class which kinda baffles Billy and Steve
- there are a few shitheads who don’t get the message that Billy will beat anyone ass if they mess with him or Steve
- yeah so overall Billy almost beats the shit out of Tommy but the school is kinda chill about it outside of a few bullies

One Year Ago Today (Wednesday, November 23, 2016), I Read The Outsiders For the First Time

I really, honestly, truly would not be anywhere close to the place I am now if it weren’t for this book. It’s brought me so much comfort and happiness and security and has helped me to work through such a difficult time in my life. It’s given me this blog: a way to express myself in ways I never could before, a way to meet so many new people that I never would have otherwise. It pushed me to come to terms with myself and come out as genderfluid.

 I’m not sure I’ve ever loved something so incredibly passionately for such a long, constant period of time. I can’t believe it’s only been a year; it feels like this story and these characters have always been apart of me. Maybe I sound really sappy right now (I know I probably do), but there simply isn’t enough words for the amount of incredible love I feel towards this beautiful little book, or how endlessly grateful for everything it has done for me.

Originally posted by the-k1ds-dont-stand-a-chance

Memory 2

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He hesitantly closed the car door, getting into the drivers seat. Now this was just stupid. It was a cheesy idea and he was certain she wouldn’t like it one bit. “Hey um, if you want to go you can, you didn’t have to say yes-” “don’t worry so much Tim, it’s alright. It’s just a date.” Right. A date. The one thing he always fucked up. He knew it was a bad idea but he just had to listen to Brian.

He slowly stepped on the gas pedal, that dreadful feeling coming back.


As she stepped out of the car, her breath caught in her throat.

It was beautiful.

The trees lining it made this place look even more delicate, various children and parents scattered around the area. One clear spot was laid out, a good distance from everyone but not too far from the trees. Daisies or some type of flower laid at the tree line. The sun was just over the horizon, offering some sunlight but not too much.

It was perfect.

“I know it’s a little cheesy but-” “Tim, shut up. It’s amazing!” She could’ve tackled him in a hug if he was caught off guard. He laughed slightly, his nerves calming down. “Glad you like it.”


Most of the night was spent talking about useless topics. Childhood memories (the ones he could remember), how they got involved in marble hornets, how many cars were usually on trains, anything that came to mind. And for once, Tim was calm. Not just stable. He could relax and not worry about something watching him all the time.

It was peaceful.


As they drove back, she was almost in tears from laughing. “I’m telling you, getting drinks with Brian is never a good idea.” “He seems so-shy!” She couldn’t help the giggling. It felt natural. It was honestly funny, despite how horrific it might’ve been for him. “I’m so sorry about that-but it is kinda funny.” “What can I say? That’s an award I’d like on a plaque-getting kicked out a bar for sword fighting with pool sticks.” That just made her laugh even more. That wonderful laugh Tim adored already.

He’d never felt this before…what was it? Love? Maybe. He’d find out some day.

He led her up to the door, an arm around her shoulders. “Thanks again for coming out, I had a great time tonight.” She nodded, a small smile on her face, lit by the street lamp. “Me too. This was…really nice…” their faces were inches away. He could feel her warm breath on his lips. Every muscle in his body told him to go for it, but he pulled away. Now that was too forwards for him.

“Well, goodnight.” He stepped off the porch, but was stopped by her sudden outburst. “Wait! I mean…well…can I see you again sometime?”

That grin came back. That comfortable, relaxed grin. “I thought you’d never ask.”

anonymous asked:

What internet handle/Youtube channel title do you think you'd have come up with if you started out right now? And what handle/title do you think you'd have come up with back when you were like 10 yrs oldish? Imma copy-paste this for PBG cus I m both LaZ AND curious

Ummm - honestly I might just use my name + something, that seems to be the better usernames tbh because if it incorporates your names somehow, people just ALSO know your name and can shorthand it to that. But I’m not sure what i’d come up with, haven’t really thought about it.

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Ok SM better give us something to work with EXO-Ls are starting to lose their shit 😂😂😂

chocokuma  asked:

hi!! i ws wondering if u had any advice on picking good colors in art ?? the colors u use always seem to go together really nicely hehe ,,

there’s a lot of really good color theory materials out there that would explain how it all works far far better than i ever could

but i will show you a couple of good tricks i learned along the way that will save you a lot of time and trouble if you don’t like watching/reading loads of theory (which you should still watch/read btw, i’m not saying to ditch it altogether) and more of a practical learner as i am

i often start coloring with simply using an eyedrop tool to choose base colors, it helps to keep the same color relations as the original, that way you won’t end up with white-washed characters or wrong tones of clothing 

in case of this drawing the final piece has water right under the characters, so i chose to make palette warmer on the top and colder on the bottom

the easiest way to make a soft, less contrast palette with the same color relations is to add a solid color or a gradient under the lineart; no overlay style, just a semi-transparent layer with color; on the contrary if you want a more contrast image you’d set overlay on multiply etc

colored lineart is optional, really. a lot of times you’ll hear DON’T COLOR/LINE WITH BLACK!!!!!!! that’s fake news, black lineart can make an image pop very well, but it doesn’t work with everything, so choose wisely

there’s two ways to add shadows to your drawing - by adding shadows (duh) or by adding the absense of shadows

i use both ways but since i almost never see anyone mentioning the second one: what i mean by it is you need to fully cover your characters in solid shadow and then erase the parts with light

a lot of artists choose the color of shadow individually for every part of the drawing - skin, hair, clothes etc; i personally like to choose one color for shadow and

one whole shadow layer not only saves you a ton of time, unlike choosing color individually, but it also means you can freely play with the color of it, which can affect your image A LOT

now back to the main palette! this trick is for photoshop only as far as i know

PS has 2 really helpful overlay styles - Hue and Color and as the names suggest it changes the hue or color of your image based on the color above it

PS also has a fun thing called Gradient Map (Image -> Adjustments -> Gradient Map) that converts the monochrome tones into ANY colors of the same relation

the last trick i’ll show you is particularly useful when you’re too lazy to color the lineart

i fill base colors by using paint bucket tool, it’s simple and fast, but it also means no colors under the lines 

which is annoying but what can you do right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ actually there is something you can do! here’s a step-by-step

that’s all that comes to mind for now, hope it was helpful in any way! most of these tricks were born out of the notion “how do i produce a really good image with as much saved time and actions as possible”, which probably won’t do for perfectionists, but to all the lazy artists out there like me - try it lmao

My husband’s work is selling fudge and I told him not to buy any because it’s really easy to make. I didn’t make any right away so he was like, “If it’s so easy to make, why don’t I have any?”

…I have now made six batches of fudge in the past three days. I have a couple more batches I can make before I run out of condensed milk. Every day he comes home there is more fudge. He can’t keep up. I’m not slowing down. I may just buy more condensed milk and various flavored baking chips when I run out. Why? Because I am a passive aggressive wife and this is Fudge Wars.