definitely try again


hello i keep thinking about modern au yuu and mika day after day

Some Grease Monkey! Tyler HCs

• Hair is constantly a mess, EXCEPT when he gets motor oil in it. Then it kinda lays down some.

• Some times wears a baseball cap, and his curls just stick out from underneath it.

• Always has a monkey wrench in his front pocket.

• Ethan hugs him one time and jokingly says “Is that a wrench in your pocket or are you just happy to see me.”

• If Eth ever has car troubles he’ll only go to Tyler.

• But sometimes he makes up problems just because he loves any excuse to see him

• Ty mainly works on old antique cars.

• His favorite is a 1957 Pontiac Star Chief. Preferably in red.

• Work outfit includes a red mechanic rag in his back pocket, an old tee shirt with a few holes and grease stains (if he even wears a shirt), and black cargo pants.

• His hands are never clean.

• Enjoys racing dirt karts, motorcycles, cars, etc. Whenever he can.

• Tries to get Ethan on his motorcycle but it scares the shit out of him.

One time Fry races into his and Bender’s apartment, sneakers skidding on the floor as he runs into the bathroom, and hastily opens the door only to almost pee himself (he’s already painfully held it in for hours now) as Bender shrieks and slams the door so harshly it falls off of it’s hinges at the top.

Neither of them make a sound for a moment, and after checking that he didn’t actually pee his pants, Fry tentatively opens the door. And there is Bender, trying to struggle out of one of his spare red jackets , wearing a similar face to the one he wears when the police are about to get him. Fry knows that face to usually mean he needs to run, but he doesn’t think he needs to run right now.

Bender looks up at Fry from between the buttons (which are askew) with wide optics and his arms tangled in the red sleeves over his head. They both pause, and Fry thinks that if Bender needed to breath he would have stopped then, either out of shock or want to die of embarrassment. Fry isn’t really sure what he should be feeling in this moment, but finds himself some place in-between really really happy to find Bender in his jacket for whatever reason and really really blushy. Also he really really has to pee.

He settles for praying that his face isn’t as red as his hair and slowly walking over to the still still - Ha, still still - robot, vaguely wondering if Bender could malfunction and if he’d have to carry him somewhere to get fixed. Fry honestly couldn’t carry Bender, he’d have to call Leela, she’s probably the only one that was strong enough, her biceps are huge. Fry wishes his biceps were that huge, then he could give Bender piggy back rides and hold him in his arms. Fry shakes his head, that was beside the point, whatever the point was.

Fry coughs awkwardly, looking at the dirty shower curtain behind them - Oh, there’s the pepperoni he thought fall in the drain when he was eating pizza in the shower, he’ll have to eat that later - as he gently pulls Bender’s arms down and idly rebuttons the shirt for him. His hands end up resting on Bender’s chest, fingers pitter-pattering in a nervous and stuttered rhythm. Fry hums, this feels nice.

Fry looks up to the mirror to find Bender looking intensely at him and jumps a little, pulls his hands back to rest by his sides. Fry doesn’t really know what’s he’s doing, but he never knows what he’s doing or supposed to be doing, so he doesn’t really care anyway.

Fry bounces on the balls of his feet and watches the lines of Bender’s mouth guard move listlessly, no sound coming out, and suddenly feels an urgent need to reassure Bender that they were cool.

Fry coughs again and steps back, one hand tangling in his bright hair and the other shoved deep into his pocket, fingers playing with the lint there. He looks away from Bender,

“You can, uh,” Fry scratches his head and tries again, says too loudly and too rushed, “Feel free to keep the jacket, Bender! I have, like, twenty hundred of them, so…”

Fry trails off, thinking that was probably a good point to end the conversation. He nods to himself in congratulations, happy he didn’t say anything weird or stupid, and reaches behind himself around to open the door behind him. He fumbles a bit with the doorknob, its a little lower then he’s used to with the door being off a hinge as it was, and looks over his shoulder to see Bender still has his optics locked on his. The robot still hasn’t made a sound.

“Um…” Fry’s breath catches a bit and he gives Bender a once over without thinking, eyes lingering over the way his jacket stretches over Bender’s round shoulders. They kind of makes Fry think of a trashcan, but an attractive one. Not that Bender’s a trashcan, or that Fry’s attracted to trashcans, because he’s not, Bender just- looks really good all the time. If he was a trashcan Fry’s sure he would be an attractive one, Bender could probably be an attractive anything if he tried. Again, not that Fry’s attracted to trashcans. Fry shakes his head and starts over,

“You look really good in it, too! The red really brings out your, uh, metal or something.”

Fry falters and turns back around quickly, hand rattling the doorknob, “Anyway, I’m just gonna-” he bolts before Bender can respond.

Fry groans as he runs, why did he have to go and say something weird? He was doing so good! Now he has to find somewhere else to pee before his bladder erupts.

Fry runs past the kitchen before skidding to a stop, turning around, and looks from the kitchen sink, to the direction of the bathroom, and back again… Are there laws in the future against peeing in the kitchen sink?

So for a lil bit over my twitter (main & private accts) I’ve been toying with the idea of trying my take on Urbosa’s design (that I love but also cannot consider practical for a wARRIOR) and here is a very first pass! It’s missing some things that “feel” Urbosa so I will definitely try again to incorporate denser hair and also generally more details like armour and scars o/

I also want to eventually draw some things for a personal & self-indulgent AU I’ve been thinking about where Urbosa didn’t die against the Shadow of Thunder, but I definitely need to think more about that before I say any more >:^)

Finally finished my Garnet Gauntlets! I didn’t finish them in time for Awesome Con, but it was just as well because none of us had all of our cosplays ready anyway XD I’m excited to use them some time in the future!

I used THIS AMAZING TUTORIAL by CaptainChunkyChew (don’t know why it’s not letting me tag his tumblr). He’s made other SU weapon tutorials and some other tutorials for other props so I highly recommend giving him a look if you’re interested!

This was a fun process! I want to make more cosplay weapons <3

Dale Pike: Script End Scene

Sharing this for those who may have read the script and are wondering about its legitimacy.  

The script from Dale Pike is written by Dale.  In addition to Dale having said that they had written it, the end scene is different from the style which is used by the BBC Writers.  

Each BBC Writer has their own unique way of ending a scene.  It is kind of like a signature in a way.  Just a little unique touch.  The following are screenshots from the scripts released by BBC.

Steven Moffat: End Titles

Steve Thompson: Black Out, End of Episode #

Mark Gatiss: End

Dale Pike: Fade Out., End of episode.

The end scene does not match the end style of the other BBC writers. 

The scripts released by BBC were released after Dale had written their script and they did not go back and edit their script to make it match that of the BBC writers.  That said, Dale went through a lot of trouble to produce this script and make it look like it was real, but it was indeed writen by them. 

They are a good writer, and I am disappointed to see that skill having been used in this way.  The script could have been released on AO3 as a fanfic and people could have enjoyed it without it being implied and posted as something it is not.  I am glad Dale came out in the end as it indeed being written by them, but I think it is important to show proof as well for those who may still be questioning it  so am sharing this.

Also for those who may be on the fringes; @loudest-subtext-in-tv and @ivyblossom are both extremely well known Sherlock fans.  Loudest is a meta writer, and Ivy is an exceedingly skilled fan writer.  Dale Pike had gone onto twitter and then proceeded to create two Twitter accounts that pretend to be Loudest and Ivy.  The twitters were “loudestTubSext” and “IvyBlosom”.  They then linked to the real Loudest’ old defunct tumblr and claimed to own it. They do not. The real loudest lost her old tumblr name some time ago and that is why the end of their name is now “TV”.   Every now and again posts under the “television” name will cycle through tumblr.  It belongs to TV, not Dale.

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I wore this with my comm at JAFAX! I had a lot of fun, definitely will try to go again next year.
Coord rundown:
Angelic Pretty Romantic Cat JSK and Headbow (Grey, it looks lavender haha)
AP Romantic Bustier-Style Short-Sleeved Blouse
AP Romantic Cat OTKs
AP Scalloped Heart-chan Round Pouchette
AP Dolly Pearl Charm Wristcuffs
Metamorphose Temps De Fillle Jewel Cat Necklace
Handmade pink bow hair comb
AP Ribbon Romantic Shoes

You : Hey Cayde.

Cayde-6 : Yeah?

You : What’s loot?

Cayde-6 : You. (He just straight up answers it without having no hesitation.)

You : W-wha?! (And you blushes)

Cayde-6 : You are… my loot.

You : Idiot! I was asking about the meaning of the word! (Still blushing)

Cayde-6 : Precious treasure.

Cayde-6 : For example; you.

You : Since when?

Cayde-6 : The moment you loot my heart when we met for the very first time.

You :

You : I’ll ask Ikora instead.

And you walk away from the whining Hunter Vanguard who seeks your attention.

earlgreyandco  asked:

english food is shit but id die for a chip butty

But… why would you fill sandwich with French-fried potatoes in the first place…?? D:

asks the person who comes from Japan that is famous for its weirdest sandwich creations like Yakisoba-pan, a fried noodles filled sandwich. lol

The Valentine's Day Community Relationship and Bonding Soirée

Chapter 1:  The Set-Up

Fanfiction ~ Main Pairing: Jerza (but many others involved!)
RATING:  Chapter 1~Teen+  💕  Chapter 2 ~ Mature (verrrrry sexy!)  😉 💋

Words ~ 7600
Total Chapters: 2  Total Words ~ 15,000  COMPLETE


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Summary:   None of the Fairy Tail guild members would think of Valentine’s Day in the same way again… A night of frolic, dancing and minor (for Fairy Tail) explosions.  Also, canal boats.  Mirajane and Cana plot to ease Erza’s surly attitude, roping Gray and Wendy into the action as well as stirring their spoons in several other pots.  The older members of Crime Sorcière are only too happy to help out, as they’re tired of Jellal’s moping. 

A fabulous collaboration between @nalufever​ and @impracticaldemon​ – We hope you’ll enjoy this Valentine’s Day present to you! 💗💗💗  If we receive enough encouragement, we will definitely try this again, although we still haven’t quite recovered from our current state of giggles!  😂 😂 😂

Chapter 1:  Set-Up

[I] The Planning

Mira sat on top of the freshly polished bar and employed her brightest smile at Erza.  “The Master gave me the go-ahead for the Valentine’s Day Community Relationship and Bonding Soiree.”

“Valentine’s Day is an archaic idea.” The red haired swordswoman crossed her arms and frowned.  “The Master only wants to ogle more women.”

“Of course.”  Mira’s smile never lost any wattage.  “There’s nothing wrong with that.”  She cast her eyes over to a sullen Laxus and Freed dancing attendance.  “We could use some fresh meat here.  Don’t you get tired of the same guys?”  She giggled—Laxus could hear everything (dragon slayer senses doncha know) but she had a thick skin when it came to certain things; if he knew what was good for him and her and Freed—he’d ignore Mira’s small verbal faux pas.

“Ugh.”  Grimacing, Erza looked away and let her lips pinch together in a most unflattering expression.  “Not everyone is looking to sate their base desires at a moment’s notice.”

Cana took this opportunity to spin around on her bar stool.  “More’s the pity.”

“Yes, Cana knows what Valentine’s Day should be about,” agreed Mira.

It took all Erza had not to growl. Instead she grumbled:  “Why would any sane person take the advice of a demented match-maker or an inveterate lush?”

“Tch.”  Mira ignored the tone and content of Erza’s words.  “You really need something to take that wicked edge off.”

“I am fine.”

Cana drained her mug and shook her head; Mira looked at the red-head and giggled.  “The cards never lie, Erza.  You need some help.”

“I am fine.”  Repeating her words didn’t make her believe them any better either. The endless scuffling between Gray and Natsu, behind her, burned her last nerve.  Turning, Erza glared at the ice and fire mages.  “I will rip off your arms and beat you to death with them if you don’t stop right this instant!”

Natsu pulled his punch, turning his haymaker into a friendly arm around Gray’s neck.  For his part, Gray grimaced but allowed the contact.  

“We’re the best of pals over here!”

“The very best!”

Lucy sighed and joined Erza, Cana and Mira.  “Did I hear someone asking for help?”

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This was my mini project for this past weekend: the field notes cover.

I’ve started to use the little field notes booklets more and more but they aren’t the most durable. So I did a bit of digging and found a few designs I liked on etsy but nothing really perfect.

So naturally my dumb ass decides, hey!! I can do this myself!

Have I ever worked with leather before? Not a whole lot. 

So I did a bit of research and found out what I need and headed to tandy leather. The guy there was helpful, but also very judgmental about what I was planning to do. He kept trying to convince me that buying a pre-made book cover was better. 

anyway, I did an outline of my booklet, gave about an inch and a bit for a spine and did a 1/3 clearance on all sides: 

cut everything out, and started the wet molding. I had a chunk of dowel sitting around that was basically perfect for the spine: 

And then clipped the top closed. It took about 2 days to fully dry out. 

I then added the holes I need for the elastic to fit through (this was surprisingly hard to do), and beveled and finished the edges. 

Finally, a stain finished it off: 

I added my name to the cover because I already had the tools to do this, and some charms to cover the knot in the elastic. 

Overall I am really happy with how it turned out! It’s nice and small and fits into my purse if I need it. And it holds about 4-6 notebook inserts. 

My only gripe was that the clips I used left a bit of a mark (you can see it on the edge in the pic above) and there’s no way to buff that out. I’ve made my peace with it though. 

I’d definitely try this out again! Especially now that I have most of the tools necessary for the easy stuff. 

I think it would be really interesting to try stamping something in for the cover… it requires way more tools to make though so not yet…

Alex Nylander #1

Request: Can I request an Alex Nylander one shot. Where he and the readers are young parents and their Kid meets his parents first time in Sweden.

A/N: So I really had no idea what to do with this one. I apologize. I feel like I didn’t even come close to what you were asking for. Let me know if you like it. Because if you don’t, I will definitely try writing it again. 

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 984

How did you get here?

That was the dominant thought running through your head. You were holding your son, Leon, while Alex found your luggage. It was the first time back in Sweden since he was born, making it the first time Alex’s parents would be meeting their grandson.

You were nervous, to say the least. You’d visited Michael and Camilla twice in Sweden. And they seemed to really like you. You couldn’t help but wonder if they would blame you. You and Alex were only 19, still children in some peoples eyes, and you now had a child of your own.

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I wouldn’t say it’s prickly, exactly.  Contrary to what Demyx told everyone, I never stabbed anybody to death with my hair.  It’s pretty wiry, though.  Kairi really likes to play with it for exactly that reason–she says it sticks up perfectly every time, and she doesn’t even have to use a bunch of gel.

(I’m not sure the bows are entirely me, though, whadda you guys think?)

okay. i’m gonna explain myself bc i feel bad for people who stand up for me and now they’re losing followers bc of this.

i said that i like asian girls. i didn’t mean it in a rude way. i’m not saying that other people isn’t beautiful. i’m saying that i like asian girls. just bc they’re who they are. why it’s okay to say “i love people of colour” but it’s not okay for me to say that i love asian people? “bc you’re generalizing them” but when people say “i love poc” it’s also a generalization. i don’t expect them to look the certain way. i just love them for who they are. i don’t care from which side of asia they are. it may be russia, it may be japan, it may be china. whatever. i don’t care. i just love them. i wasn’t fetishizing them as some of people said. i just found them attractive. ALL OF THEM. so i don’t get why i should say sorry for saying that i like certain people just because they’re people. 

i said in the past that i don’t like poland and i don’t trust people from poland. i take full credit for this. yes THIS was racism/nazism. I KNOW THAT. BUT i have REASONS from my personal experience to feel the certain way. i’m not saying that they should die or some shit. i just don’t trust them bc of the reasons. try to understand me as well.

lilacboii  asked:

questionnnnnn, how do you feel about victor zsasz/oswald?

They make a good match. Both have a love for fashion–Oswald and his shimmery suits, Zsasz and his assassin wear (leather, black, and neat). Both have an inclination towards sadism. 

And the dramatic

Zsasz has the ability to keep Oswald safe as well (no one is going to fuck with the Zsasz) and boost his reputation by working for him (he is the Zsasz). Oswald has the ability to keep Zsasz employed/sending him on fun hits and boost his reputation as well through association . And they’re cute together, you just know Zsasz can rile Oswald up in the good ole fashion way.

Zsasz would be the perfect possible potential love interest for a mending Oswald who isn’t looking for the one. Rather Oswald falls for someone who’s there by his side (and won’t shoot him in the gut or anywhere else).