could i be more excited

One of my favorite parts about the SAAs (besides nerding out by going to all the sessions and symposiums) is the exhibit hall for publishers and used book sellers. You get to see which books just came out or are about to come out and you get the chance to buy some out of print treasures. Last year in Orlando I snagged a copy of Frederick Starr’s little pamphlet “The Little Pottery Objects of Lake Chapala, Mexico” from 1897 for $15. It was a fragile, little book with old musty paper. I could not have been more excited. I can’t wait to see what Vancouver offers this year.

I just wanted to say thank you for 1,000+ follows!!!! ヾ(^∇^) Im so happy and blessed, I really appreciate it! ❤️❤️❤️ 

Rating Of Every Raichu Sprite From Main Series Pokemon Games

Pokemon Red/Blue: 

Detailed for what limited pallets the gameboy had back than, slightly minamalist and simplistic in design as all gen 1 Pokemon are.  I respect this elder regardless for his original design. 9/10

Pokemon Yellow:

A PERFECT BOY!!  Look at that expression full of excitement!  I wish we could have seen more of this quality Raichu in this game.  10/10

Pokemon G/S: 

Designers, c’mon now.  This isn’t fair.  You can’t just make me choose between TWO sprites to rate!!  But if I have to choose, than I prefer 1st sprite.  He’s fat, powerful and that expression on his face just screams of smugness.  The second Raichu, however, seems to have more mischievous expression rather than aggression.  Both receive a 7/10.  

 Pokemon R/S/E/FR/LG: 

Not as fat, but I do like his “PUT EM UP, SCRUB” pose. 9/10

Pokemon D/P:

He’s finally relaxed, he’s no longer in constant attack mode!  I’m so proud of him of his comfort around others!  11/10

Pokemon Platinum: 

 I am concerned for his sudden shift in weight gain, but as long as he feels comfortable with his weight however, than so do I.  Now there’s just more of this big boy to hug. 9/10

Pokemon HG/SS: 

What a joyful expression!  An improvement to the previous 2nd gen sprites. I trust him. 10/10. 

Pokemon B/W/B2/W2:

Another quality sprite!  This one takes inspiration from the mid animation frame from 4th gen, I see!  I appreciate the reference.  Also, look at the those LEGS! 9/10

Pokemon X/Y/OR/AS

Not much detail, and I miss his expressions and pose.  He’s happy with his transcendence to 3D but I miss the little details. :( 5/10

Pokemon Sun/Moon:

NOW THAT’S MORE LIKE IT!!  The happiest boy I’ve ever seen.  Unratable, to put a number on his perfection would be a crime.  He’s not quite as chubby however, but he must be light enough to fit on his tail.  Still enjoys a Malasada every now and than.  Finally gets his time in spotlight with his new found psychic powers away from the popularity of Pikachu.  He’s even got his own Z-move!  Good job, little buddy on your rise to stardom!  

When I was young, I expected from people more than they could give: neverending friendship and constant excitement.

Now I expect less than they can actually can give: to stay close silently. And their feelings, friendship, noble deeds always seem like a miracle to me: a true grace.

—  Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942.
  • someone: it's february 14th, you know what that means!
  • me: two weeks until i get to listen to the re-recorded version of juno steel and the case of the murderous mask, the first episode of the penumbra podcast, by sophie kaner and kevin vibert, to whom i owe my life,

tfw your gf and bf sass you
劇団Patch『【近藤頌利】ハイキュー!! コンサート 2017』

Shouri’s Haikyuu Concert Blog Post

Good evening!*
I might be a little over excited… lol
Forgive me ww
So for today, for today…
I went heeeere!!!!
Did anyone else go??
To this!!

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so I woke up this morning to quickly check tumblr and I FOUND @hitamory‘s posts of an Ajin mp100 AU????????????????????



if anything happens to killian i will face griffin mcelroy and walk backwards into the astral plane

Cock block.

Simon and I were cuddled on the couch, taking all of it up much to the annoyance of the guys.

“Si?” I asked him with a fake pouting face. He tilted his head. “Can we go to your room?” He pecked my lips.

“Yeah, let’s go.” He picked me up, despite my protests of being too heavy. 

“Si, you’re going to break your back,” I yelled as he started up the stairs. He just ignored me. 

After we got to his room, he threw me on the bed and closed his door. We crawled under the covers together and he turned on the TV. After 10 minutes into the show, Simon started his shenanigans.

“You know,” He started kissing my neck. “we could do something much more exciting.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, slightly teasing him. “What would that be?”

“Come on Y/N, your legs in those shorts are killing me.” He rubs my thigh, still giving light pecks on my neck.

“Ugh,” I feign annoyance. “I guess.” 

He immediately sucks roughly on my neck, squeezing my thigh. I whimper a little at the harshness, unable to make any noise. He then crawls on top of me. Simon and I were always big on make outs and teasing rather than straight sex.

 He took off our tops, sucking down my stomach and chest. I moved my hands down his chest and felt him quiver under my touch. I pulled his dog tags, so we were closer and violently kissed him, dragging his bottom lip between my teeth. He moaned and pressed his lower half onto mine, which in turn triggered me to raise mine. Just as Simon was taking off my shorts, JJ burst in the door. 

“Hey, guys, I just thought of a funny j-oh…” He stopped halfway through the sentence. Simon and I were both breathing heavily, I barely covered except my bra and shorts and covered in hickeys. Simon did the obviously reasonable thing and lied down on top of me to cover me up. For some reason, JJ was still here.

“Leave!” Simon yelled, head in my neck, obviously embarrassed, which makes two of us. 

“Right…” He said slowly, walking out the door in a dazed state.

“Close the door!” Simon yelled to which JJ quickly shut the door and ran downstairs, probably to tell the guys about what he just witnessed. Simon groaned in annoyance. 

“We’re not having sex, are we?” He asked disappointingly, rubbing up and down my sides. 

“Surprisingly, JJ seeing us get it on kind of killed the mood, Si.” I laugh, putting my top back on. After he put his on, I saw his neck.

“Fuck.” Usually, we always avoided hickeys on the neck area for video purposes and the guys teasing us. I don’t even remember it, but apparently, I left giant one right above his collarbone. He looked confused, so I pointed at the mirror. In doing so, I realized he had done me so much worse. I basically had a ring of them around the base of my neck, to high to cover up with a shirt. 

“Minter, look what you’ve done!” I yell playfully. 

“What I’ve done? Look what you did to me!” He pushes me lightly. 

After laying on the bed for a while, I interrupted the silence. “You know, JJs already made some extravagant story about us. We should go dissolve the rumors.” He looked at me like I was crazy. “We can’t stay in your room forever, let’s just go face the judgment.” I stood up and pulled him, and he reluctantly followed. 

“So, yeah, he was like choking her a little, and he had her handcuffed, and-.”

“JJ, stop lying.” Simon rolled his eyes. “There were no handcuffs involved or choking or any other shit that you said before we came down here. We don’t use toys, we’re all natural.” 

I blushed profusely. All of the guys were obviously staring at my neck. Finally, I burst. “Just say it!” 

“Oh my god, Simon.”

“She looks like an octopus strangled her!” 

“You were only gone for 20 minutes!” 

“There’s not more are there?!” 

“All of her blood is probably there!” 

“No, that’s not it, Y/N, lift up your shirt,” JJ demanded. I shook my head. I could only imagine how much more were on my stomach. He eyed me down, and finally, I gave in. As I lifted up my shirt, everyone, including Simon gasped. 

“Again, you only had 20 minutes!” 

“There’s like twenty of them!” 

“You bruised her sides!”

I quickly pulled my shirt down, and hid in Simon’s chest. 

“Oh my god, there’s bruising on her thigh, Simon, Jesus!” Josh pointed out. 

“God, JJ, you’re the biggest cock block ever!” Simon yelled jokingly as he hugged me. “Serious question, though,” He whispered in my ear. “Can we have sex tonight still?”

I Can’t Love Her, She’s Not Mine to Love Anymore - Calum  Imagine

request; Could you do an imagine where Calums falling in love another band members girlfrend (or the girl who he wants back)?

sorry for the wait, anon. enjoy! :) oh and i also wrote it in his p.o.v. hope that’s okay. x

Tonight was the band’s last show of the year. We were all excited. The energy was out the roof. Everyone backstage was buzzing. I was sad that we were going to end the year already, but I was happy at the same time.

It was a few more minutes until we had to go on stage. The boys and I were getting ready, warming up a little before going on stage. I was more than excited. Nothing could make this night go wrong. At least that’s what I thought. That was before she came backstage to surprise Ashton, her boyfriend. Y/N didn’t just surprise Ashton, though. She surprised me as well.

“Y/N! Babe, what a great surprise!” Ashton says with such happiness as she walks to him.

“Hey! I thought I’d come surprise you on your guy’s last show.” Y/N explains. Then Ashton gives her a big hug.

After the hug they share a kiss. I couldn’t see them show that much affection so I turned around immediately. My happiness was slowly fading away.

“SHOW TIME BOYS!” One of the crew members yell with a big thumbs up.

Thank goodness it was time to play the show. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle seeing Y/N and Ashton together. I need my space from them. More from Y/N than anyone. What I’m feeling for her has to go away. The feelings that I feel once again should not be allowed. They aren’t allowed, but I feel something for her. She has a boyfriend now and it’s Ashton who is my best friend. I had to stop thinking about her. About my feelings. About the past. About everything. I have to admit that it is hard. This was a situation I didn’t want to be in. It’s horrible knowing that I’m in love with Y/N even if she’s dating Ash. What would happen to my friendship with him if he were to find out I was in love with his girlfriend? That’s terrifying to think about. I really need to stop thinking about all of this.

Tonight’s show was supposed to be the best night this year. This was our last concert of the year. The end of our tour. But I couldn’t enjoy it. My mind was on her. How could I ignore the thoughts of her if she was dancing and singing along to the songs we were playing in the front row. No matter how many times I looked away my eyes would wander back. I needed to stop looking her way. I needed to focus on playing instead. My mind needs to stay focused on playing and not on Y/N.

Half an hour later we end the last concert. The guys ran backstage still excited about the night. I, on the other hand, decided to walk as slowly as I could backstage for obvious reasons. Once I finally joined the rest of everybody I saw Ashton and Y/N together. They seemed so happy being together. The sight made me feel worse. I needed to get away so I walked passed everyone in the room and went out to the alley. As soon as I opened the door I let out a big sigh as I ran my fingers through my hair. How in the hell am I supposed to get over her? Why did I have to fall in love with her out of all the girls in the world, it had to be Y/N again. And now that she’s dating my best friend. This is just a disaster.

My phone was buzzing in my pants. I took it out to see what it was. There were messages from Luke, Michael, and Ashton asking where I had disappeared to. All I replied back with was ‘I’ll be there in a few minutes.’ I needed a few more minutes to clear m head even though I know that when I see her all the thoughts are going to rush back in.

“I thought I’d find you here.”

You know that phrase speaking of the devil? Well in my case it’s thinking if the devil.

“Hey.” Is the only thing I can think of saying.

“What are you doing back here?” Y/N asks walking closer to me.

I leaned against the rail and looked down, fumbling with my thumbs. It took me a while to answer her.

“I needed to clear my head. There’s a lot going on.”

I know she’s going to ask what it was that I had on my mind. But it was the truth. I felt like I could talk to her like we used to before. Even though everything running through my head involves her. She doesn’t know that though. And I hope she doesn’t find out.

“What could you possibly be thinking about to have you thinking so much on such a great night like tonight?”

She’s now standing next to me, but I keep my eyes down because I know that if I look into her eyes I might just tell her how I feel. That can’t happen. I had the chance to before and I didn’t take it. So now I’m fucked.

“A whole lot of things. I don’t know myself.”

“You’re lying to me, Hood. I know you know what you’re thinking about.” She pauses for a little then lowers her voice, “I saw you looking at me almost the entire concert..”

That got me to look at her. My eyes were wide. I didn’t know what to say. She caught me staring at her. This is bad.

There was a long pause between us. I was still nervous as fuck. Who knew what she was going to say.

“The way you were looking at me, it’s not okay.. You can’t loot at me like that anymore.”

I know I can’t look at her that way. I know that. But I can’t help myself from doing so. These feelings for Y/N are real. They always have been real. I was just stupid to let her go. That’s the stupidest thing I could have ever done yet I did it and now I’m here looking at her and regretting the day I let her go and didn’t tell her what I felt for her. What I still feel for her.

To be continued..?

Just give me a reason

Swan Queen – Angry kiss for @misslestrange274

Just a quick fix-it kinda thing after That Video.  Disclaimer if you’re stumbling onto this: I don’t really watch the show anymore and haven’t known wtf was going on since like season 3, sorry!

Emma was…very drunk.  The room was spinning a little bit.  She wasn’t sure when she started sitting on the floor; it just seemed Right, at some point. Now that she was alone, and all the attention and approval were gone, she didn’t know how to feel anymore.  So, floor.  

On the plus side, she was pretty sure the room spun a little bit less from down here, but on the downside, the less her vision blurred, the harder it was to wash away the image of Regina’s face.

Shocked.  Like she’d been stricken.  Trying to look happy.

Trying so hard to look happy–Emma knew this expression, was sure she could recognize it, because it was the same expression she saw in the mirror every morning. This was what everyone wanted, right? This was her happy ending, right?

Regina didn’t bother to knock.  Emma remembered leaving the door unlocked with the hazy half-idea that Regina might show up.  At the time she’d thought it was completely stupid, but now here she was, looking furious and flushed and beautiful and perfect and unreachable.

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