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Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Final Bows in ‘Hamilton’ on Broadway (NYT):

Lin-Manuel Miranda’s final bows for his farewell performance in “Hamilton” on Saturday night seemed routine, if overly humble for the departure of the show’s star and mastermind. He even shared his bows with the other cast members also exiting the show, including Phillipa Soo and the Tony winner Leslie Odom Jr.

But then the theme song to “The West Wing” kicked in from the orchestra pit.

Mr. Miranda giggled and took a couple of shy bows, only to turn around and be embraced then pushed back to the front of the stage by Christopher Jackson, who plays George Washington, for a proper bow.

Still, the curtain call lasted no more than two and a half minutes, despite fervent applause, which had been consistent throughout the night. The opening number received multiple standing ovations, as did many others. But Mr. Miranda and other performers would pause for only a minute each time before moving the show forward.

Afterward, in the pouring rain, hundreds and hundreds of fans filled West 46th Street, waiting for Mr. Miranda to emerge from the stage door at the Richard Rodgers Theater.

Instead, Mr. Miranda appeared, “Evita”-like, on a balcony atop the theater’s marquee. Holding an umbrella and waving to fans, he paced from one side of the marquee to the other, occasionally stopping to hold his left hand over his heart to show gratitude.

Then he was gone.

“It’s over, folks,” a police officer yelled as he tried to keep the crowd out of the street. “There’s no more.”


etsyfindoftheday | wedding week 2016 | 6.17.16

theme: bohemian wedding finds
party decor by supplyandco

this collection of rainbow party supplies by supplyandco are like a bold tie dye throwback … peace, man. if they’re a bit too vibrant for your big day, consider them for your shower or bachelorette party!


Originally posted by oreilysamcro

Author’s Note: This is a Happy Lowman imagine based on Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado feat. Timbaland as requested by a wonderful Nonny and imagine number 1 for MM11 (finally!) I hope you all enjoy (sorry if it isn’t that great, I’m shaking off the rust…) this imagine is rated T+ for some adult themes.


Am I throwing you off?
Didn’t think so

How you doin’ young lady
That feelin’ that you givin’ really drives me crazy
You don’t have to play about the joke
I was at a loss of words first time that we spoke

You’re looking for a girl that’ll treat you right
You lookin’ for her in the day time with the light
You might be the type if I play my cards right
I’ll find out by the end of the night
You expect me to just let you hit it
But will you still respect me if you get it

All I can do is try, gimme one chance
What’s the problem I don’t see no ring on your hand
I be the first to admit it, I’m curious about you, you seem so innocent
You wanna get in my world, get lost in it
Boy I’m tired of running, lets walk for a minute

Promiscuous girl
Wherever you are
I’m all alone
And it’s you that I want
Promiscuous boy
You already know
That I’m all yours
What you waiting for?
Promiscuous girl
You’re teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need
Promiscuous boy
Let’s get to the point
Cause we’re on a roll
Are you ready?

“Cara, how long do you think you and Happy are going to keep going around and round in circles?” Bobby’s question is so random and out of the blue that she baubles her cup of coffee, sloshing steaming liquid over the lip of her mug, splashing onto the back of her hand. She hisses from the sting and shaking her head.

“Ouch, shit,” Cara mutters wiping her hand on her jeans, eyes narrowing at the older man to her right. “Where the hell did that come from Bobby?”

“Don’t act innocent, I’ve been watching you two. One minute your heads are together, thick as thieves, next your using some sorry son of a bitch to make him jealous, and I have it on good authority that you two haven’t, you know…”

“Robert Munson…” she chides him softly and with a roll of her eyes she pillows her chin on her hand. “If you must know, though it isn’t really any of your damn business, we’re getting there. Slow as fucking molasses, but it’ll happen.”

“Oh I don’t doubt it sweetness,” Bobby laughs lighting a cigarette.


Cara strolls into the clubhouse, well aware that the party has been under way for hours now, and while she wanted to be there when Happy and the rest of the guys came home, she didn’t want to seem too desperate. In fact, she wanted Happy to be on the lookout for her. She stops two steps into the clubhouse, eyes narrowing when she finds Happy sitting at the bar, a crow eater in next to nothing sitting up on the bar in front of him.

Her hands come up to rest on her hips as she continues to stare and when Happy’s shoulders suddenly straighten and he turns to look in her direction she wonders if he could sense her looking his way, and when their eyes meet she notices the jolt of surprise, and lifting her eyebrow he looks between her and the girl sitting on the bar, and before he can tell the scantily clad girl to run Cara shakes her head.

If he wants to play that way, she’s more than happy to oblige.

Roses are red
Some diamonds are blue
Chivalry is dead
But you’re still kinda cute

Hey! I can’t keep my mind off you
Where you at, do you mind if I come through

I’m out of this world come with me to my planet
Get you on my level do you think that you can handle it?

They call me Thomas
last name Crown
Recognize game
I’m a lay mine’s down

I’m a big girl I can handle myself
But if I get lonely I’ma need your help
Pay attention to me I don’t talk for my health

I want you on my team
So does everybody else.

Baby we can keep it on the low
Let your guard down ain’t nobody gotta know
If you with it girl I know a place we can go

What kind of girl do you take me for?

Happy watched Cara while she danced, and when she wasn’t dancing she was drinking, and while she happily bounced between the two, he wallowed. He’d had one of hell of a ride, and all he could think about on his way back was finally sealing the deal with Cara. They’d been circling each other for months as Chibs was all too happy to point out while on the run, and while he was having fun with the long chase, he needed the chase to come to an end.

He braces his back against the bar as Cara stumbles over, and with a half dazed smile on her lips she all but falls into his lap.

“Where’s your croweater?” Cara asks as her arms come up to link around his neck. He eyes slide closed when her fingers massage at the tension he carries in his neck.

“She’s not my croweater,” he all but growls and with a quick laugh she presses her lips to his cheek.

“Are you sure she knows that?” Cara wonders drawing his attention to where the croweater stands, arms crossed tight over her chest as she stares. “Might as well give her a reason to be pissed.” Cara’s words are soft and when he turns his attention back to her Cara closes her lips over his. The taste of her explodes on his tongue and he draws her in closer, one hand possessively gripping her hip, the other at her lower back. “Drive me home?”

Don’t be mad, don’t get mean
Don’t get mad, don’t be mean

Hey! Don’t be mad, don’t get mean
Don’t get mad, don’t be mean

Wait! I don’t mean no harm
I can see you with my t-shirt on

I can see you with nothing on
feeling on me before you bring that on

Bring that on
You know what I mean

Girl, I’m a freak you shouldn’t say those things

I’m only trying to get inside your brain
To see if you can work me the way you say

It’s OK, it’s alright
I got something that you gonna like

Hey is that the truth or are you talking trash
Is your game M.V.P. like Steve Nash

Cara unlocks the front door and turning she stares at Happy. His hands are on his hips as he chews at the toothpick at the corner of his mouth.

“You know,” she says a hand wrapping around the door knob, “Bobby asked me the funniest question today.”


“Yeah. He asked when you and I were going to stop going around and round in circles,” she says a grin tugging at her lips at the way his eyes narrow slightly at her. “So tell me Happy, when are we going to stop going around and round in circles?” The question is barely out of her mouth before his lips are on hers, and with a hand reaching behind her he turns the door knob and they stumble inside.


Chibs and Bobby groan in unison as they sit at the bar, steaming cups of coffee clasped in hands, combating the mother of all hangovers, and when the blessed silence of the clubhouse is broken apart by Cara’s laughter both men wince turning to see Happy walking in with Cara on his back, legs wrapped tight around his waist.

“Well it’s about damn time,” Bobby and Chibs say in unison and with a clink of their coffee mugs they go back to nursing their hangovers.

Promiscuous Girl
Wherever you are
I’m all alone
And it’s you that I want

Promiscuous Boy
I’m calling your name
But you’re driving me crazy
The way you’re making me wait

Promiscuous Girl
You’re teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need

Promiscuous Boy
We’re one in the same
So we don’t gotta play games no more

  • civilorange: you ever play matches as a kid?
  • me: east coast vs west coast terms. what is that?
  • civilorange: you get a box of matches and strike it and all stand in circle, and then throw it at each other!
  • me:
  • civilorange: and the first person to flinch loses!
  • civilorange: one time i set a guy on fire because i accidentally threw the match into his hoodie pocket that one i felt a little bit bad about
  • me: *looks into the camera like i'm in the office*

Some….mysterious urge swept over Spongebob. Without warning, he blew into a trumpet and skipped circles throwing out more confetti. “Happy TEN years of Tumblr!! I can’t say I know what Tumblr is,” He’ll stop to tap his chin before continuing his joyous march. “…but ten YEARS calls for celebration!”

(….Go back beneath that fourth wall, you nut….

“Mod, one lesson a certain awesome cartoon squirrel has taught me is that fourth wall breaking guarantees laughter…” Buzzing with interest upon spotting something, he hopped over on website bars to inspect the festive header in all its glory. “Your pages got new honorary party effect! Neato.”

(Hopefully it won’t pop on every refresh…It’s distracting…You’re distracting.

anonymous asked:

Your character is a boss, three phases. There abilities and music, go!

Oh this is a neat one lol don’t judge me on the music choices either. 

Phase 1: Paladin~ ( Music )

Zathorin starts out using a one handed blade. 

“To think things have gone this far. Your minds have all been brainwashed by him! But if you wish to take up arms against me, then so be it!”

Main Abilities:

  1. Auto Attack mixed with Swift Strike(Fast Blade)
  2. Ripping Blade(Goring Blade)
  3. Rage of the Spirit (Rage of Halone)
  4. Circle of Scorn - An AOE that places a dot on all who are in the circle.
  5. Sword throw - Attacks a random target, causing little damage

This phase will continue until Zathorin reaches 75%, then a small RP will begin.

Phase 2: Fury Warrior (Music )

Zathorin’s inner rage will begin to tip, causing him to reach his limit on anger. He then grabs his second weapon, a large axe..

“Enough! If you wish to push me to my limits then I will your own! I hope whatever he is paying you was worth dying for!!!”

Main Abilities: 

  1. Brutal Swing 
  2. Overpower - Cone Aoe
  3. Mass Maim - A raid wide Aoe that causes vulnerability, cannot be cleansed and stacks to 5
  4. Infuriating Berserk - Damage Zathorin does to all raid members is increased by 25%
  5. Fury Cleave - Causes immense damage - TANK BUSTER
  6. Chain and Kill - Zathorin targets a healer, pinning them in place. If the chain isn’t broken within the time limit, the target will die instantly from a Fury Cleave.

This phase continues until 45%, then another small RP will begin where Zathorin will kneel, his axe out of hand. The man will then stand up, clenching his fists until a darkness overtakes his body, being lifted into the air ever so slightly. A large two handed sword will appear, starting the next and last phase…

Final Phase: Abyss Knight (Music)

“Perhaps…he was right. No…no I won’t…I…AAAAHHHH!!”

In this final phase, Zathorin is more around the room than previous phases.

Main Abilities:

  1. Dark Slash - Standard attack
  2. Abyssal slash - Zathorin will dash to one side of the room, charging an attack. If all raid members are not behind him by the time the attack is charged, anyone caught in the attack will take severe damage.
  3. Carve and Spit - A three hit attack (TANK BUSTER) Also causes a vulnerability debuff
  4. Unleash - A charged AoE around the boss
  5. Abyssal Earth - A player is targeted out of random, the player must run away from other players in order to drop the ground AoE. The AoE stays on the ground where the player was last standing for 20 seconds.
  6. Lunge - Zathorin will target a random player and lunge at them, causing medium damage

At 1 percent health, Zathorin will cast Living Dead. Once active, players must kill two  Abyssal Daemons that are summon, they have 45 seconds to kill both adds. During this time, Zathorin is charging Soul Syphon, hovering above the raid. If the Daemons are failed to be killed in time, Zathorin will plunge his weapon into the ground, killing all raid members instantly, gaining his health back to 45%.

If killed in time, Zathorin will then be able to be attacked. Once killed a small cutscene starts.

Zathorin drops his blade, falling to a knee, panting heavily from battle and death that is near. The darkness fades from his eyes, he falls to his back, looking up at the sky. A hand reaches up as if he was grasping for something…

“Everything has been taken from me… be given back..”

somebodyhelpthenotdeadfreds  asked:

"Are you telling me you didn't read TattleCrime before we were together?"

“I didn’t say that I never read TattleCrime, Freddie,” Frederick said with a sigh, as if he had repeated the same phase multiple times because he had done just. “I didn’t make it a priority.”

“Why not?”

“It’s a tabloid website.”


“It’s not – well, you couldn’t exactly cite it, could you?”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s a tabloid- we are talking in circles,” He said throwing his hands up. “I read it now, isn’t that better?”

“No,” She crossed her arms. “You didn’t think TattleCrime was good enough for you, as if, Fred.”

“I didn’t say that, Freddie, I- you know what, I did read it. There.”

She narrowed her eyes, “I don’t believe you.”

He rolled his, “When you slapped me, I looked into you. I saw that you had just started a news article. Your first article on the website had something to do with a lady that found a finger in her chili, or something.”

Freddie’s eyes didn’t leave him so he continued, “I always looked if you were writing something about the hospital but other than that – I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“That I didn’t keep up on every post,” He replied.

“Oh, why would you? They’re not all about you.”

“There is no winning this.”

“You will never beat me, Fred,” Freddie told him, opening her laptop and typing away. “I always come out on top.”

“Last night, you didn’t-“

“Is that going to be a sex joke? I’m telling your priest.”

“I don’t have a priest, Freddie.”

She looked over the top of her laptop at him and raised an eyebrow, “You haven’t read my website today.”

“I will do it now,” He replied, opening his own computer and clicking on the bookmarked tab. There was an article about a restaurant opening on the front page. He looked up, and then rolled his eyes, “Freddie, all you had to do was ask. Of course, I would love to take you to the opening.”

Hellfire Club History: The Evolution Of The X-Men’s Elite Foes

The Hellfire Club is back. Cullen Bunn and Greg Land’s “Uncanny X-Men” #11 has positioned the Club and its Inner Circle front and center. It’s been three years since the supervillain organization was last prominently featured in a story, and it’s been even longer since the group’s most prominent leader — Sebastian Shaw — has been in charge.

Since their debut in 1980’s “X-Men” #129, the Hellfire Club has been a consistent thorn in the mutant team’s side. To be honest, the group isn’t even villainous so much as self-serving; the larger club’s open to the most wealthy and influential members of society — and that includes wealthy mutants (Warren Worthington, Betsy Braddock) and humans (Tony Stark, Norman Osborn) alike. It’s the mysterious — and exclusive — Inner Circle that throws their weight/money/power around to ensure their own survival at the expense of all others.

With over 35 years of continuity, the Hellfire Club has a storied — and surprisingly historical — past that’s worth breaking down now that a new Inner Circle has emerged in this month’s “Uncanny X-Men” #12. Let’s work our way chronologically through the many different iterations of the group — starting with the real one.