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sincadaver  asked:

I love your AU sooo much ommGG!!! <333 Like serious wtf makes you so creative and talented?? I have wondered though - what's your view on rpers who might want to portray your characters as a muse? Not to take credit on them of course, but just so they can continue the story through rp? Just curious bc I'm sure others have also wondered your views!

AWEAWEAWEAWE I’M SO FLATTERED AAAA ( /u\)💦

TBH i’m completely ok with anybody’s interpretations, I encourage y’alls creativity and drive and I honest to goodness don’t think that what I say my character’s personalities are SUPPOSED to be like, should deter or change what your assumptions are. I feel like, that leaves more creative space for y’all to get imaginative and have fun with, and that’s more important than canon representations or my personal preferences.

So please, RP your hearts out- and IF you’re comfortable with sharing, send me a link! I would LOVE to see what ya have in store!!

If you want, we could be together?

I’ve gotten so many positive reactions I just had to write more! I did do a bit of editing on the original, and then added some.


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“If you want, we could be together?”

The question caught Marinette off-guard for a variety of reasons. First off, the fact that Adrien was the one asking her was causing her brain to short circuit in all manner of ways. Second, the whole situation was so bizarre she was having trouble wrapping her head around it. She had a stalker. Not Nathaniel-I-have-a-schoolboy-crush-on-you kind of stalker. A bone fide life-threatening stalker. And just in time for Valentine’s Day too.

She opened her mouth and began to stutter, not quite sure what to say or how to respond.

“That’s perfect! Even if having a boyfriend alone isn’t enough to deter him having Adrien Agreste as your boyfriend will have to be more than enough!”

Marinette turned to glare at Alya who was triumphantly looking between the two of them. Her friend’s phone was out, suspiciously upright in a way that it wasn’t when she was just texting.

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Meme Phannie Net results !

Hello everyone! Thank you all for submitting your applications ! youre all lovely people but we have chosen the members of the net ! The members of the meme phannies net are:

@angelphannie ~ @fringegaps ~ @dantithesis ~ @ivorylester ~ @illogicaldan ~ @weakhowell ~ @garbagedaniel ~ @energeticwarrior ~ @danopoly ~ @puritylester ~ @philly-danny~ @orchidan ~ @smileyphil ~ @buttsexpizza ~ @lester-nerd ~  @crjvnge@lesterp ~ @cleverlester !!!

again, thank you for all that applied :) dont let this deter you from applying for other nets or talking to us any other time ! Try not to be hateful towards those who got in pls ! have a good day :) <3

Stay Safe

A little drabble post a lie guarded and pre the tinderbox, what happens if Abby tries to radio Marcus and there’s no answer. 

Abby smiled as she finally had managed to steal a few precious moments to radio Marcus to tell him she was safe and they were all secure in the lab.
  Pressing the button she called, “Come in, Polis!”
No answer, Abby wasn’t deterred so she pressed it again. “Are you there, Marcus? Come in!”
   Silence. A growing feeling of worry began to weigh in Abby’s mind. Why wasn’t he answering? He had to be busy, she thought trying to push the uneasiness away that something was wrong.
 "Marcus, it’s Abby please come in!“ She said, her voice betraying her anxiety.
Nothing, no answer on the other side; in fact Abby couldn’t even hear static. She fought hard to keep calm.
 He was alright, she tried to persuade herself, breathing in deeply with a confidence she didn’t feel. His last words to her was to stay safe, she could only hope that he was as well, whatever was going on or wherever he was now.

ME: these words mean things:

Collectivist Sophist: They don’t apply to what we are talking about, my perception of reality is different than yours..

ME: I don’t have a problem with that. as long as you leave peaceful people alone.

Collectiveist Sophist: You must live in agreement with me or I will attack you!

ME: attack me and I will defend myself, and probably escalate the violence I use to defend myself in order to deter future threats.

Collective Sophist: Stop initiating aggression against me!!

ME: these words mean things…..

sonofsigyn  asked:

hi there! sorry for asking so suddenly, but i'm a son of sigyn and i feel very very connected to her in all ways. i feel like i know things about her that was lost, since there's not much about her out there anymore. do you think it is wrong or weird to feel this? there's just so much out there that we are missing about her and it makes me feel lost. thanks x

So, full disclosure, I do not work with any deities. That being said, I don’t think it’s wrong or weird. It makes sense to me that if you are connected with a deity that isn’t well known that you would know more about them than the rest of society and have a feel for them. …You will probably face some pushback if you start to post what you know about her via your relationship though, just because there are a lot of skeptics due to liars and stuff, you know? I don’t think this should deter you if you feel like sharing, but in your place I would put an active disclaimer on how you learned this about them and be prepared for rude people. If you’d rather keep your relationship private that is absolutely valid too. I hope this kind of answered your question ok!

A continuation of the “Mabel Treats Her Brother’s Love Life Like a Nature Documentary” series.

The scratch of the branches from the bush she hid in and the buzz of mosquitos didn’t deter Mabel’s spying; if anything, the harsh conditions made her covert mission all the more dangerous and sexy.

She raised her binoculars and squinted at the couple sitting on the porch with a can of Pitt Cola between them. She couldn’t tell from this angle, but she had a suspicion that they were holding hands. She suppressed a squeal as she raised her tape recorder to her mouth.

“M-swizzle, Log 24: Subjects are showing signs of domestication. Have been sitting on the porch talking for longer than twenty minutes without arguing. New mating pattern will require further observation.”

She raised her camera to take a photo and was startled when the flash went off. Mabel released a yelp and hurried to switch off the flash, then checked on Dipper and Pacifica. Neither of them was looking at her hiding place, and their body language was much of the same. They hadn’t moved a muscle. She sighed in relief.

She was so good.


“Uh…Mabel does realize we can see her, right?” Pacifica threw a sideways glance at the glorified shrub Mabel had planted herself behind. From here, her rainbow sweater and wiggling behind were totally visible.

Dipper let out a prolonged, weary sigh. “This is way better than following us around with a video camera and running commentary. Let Mabel have her fun. She’ll lose interest.

There was a white flash from the bush and a squawk of surprise. Dipper felt the corners of his mouth strain in a smile. 

“Eventually,” he added.

Pacifica looked dubious. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” Dipper glanced at Mabel out of the corner of his eye and saw her fiddling with the camera. That gave him an idea.

“Hey Pacifica, watch this,” he whispered.

Her brow raised inquisitively, but she kept her questions to herself.

When Dipper was certain Mabel was watching, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Pacifica’s cheek. The gesture was met with a jump from Pacifica and a shriek of delight from the bush. A wail followed, and Mabel popped up from her hiding place.

“Aw man, I missed it!” Mabel cried as she waved her camera in the air. “One more time, please, please, please? It’s for the scrapbook!”

Dipper cast Pacifica a pleading look and she mulled it over for a second. With a sigh, she relented.

“One more time. Just make sure you get it.”

Dipper smiled and held out his cheek for her. With a huff, Pacifica leaned in. As she neared her target and puckered her lips, she didn’t anticipate the fractional turn of his head a split second before she made contact.

Their lips met.

Pacifica gasped and pulled away. “You little sneak!”

The deed was done, and Dipper was more smug than she had ever seen him.

Mabel let out another screech.

“I got it! I got it!” Mabel crowed as she rushed up the steps. “Wait until Grunkle Stan ‘n’ Grunkle Ford see this!”

The door slammed, and it rang in the silence that followed. Dipper was almost afraid to look at Pacifica, but he couldn’t resist a peek. He was pleased and relieved to see she didn’t look angry, just a bit stunned. The high color in her cheeks and her half smile made the tips of his ears go red as he realized that he had given Mabel exactly what she wanted: photographic evidence that he actually liked Pacifica Northwest.

anonymous asked:

Ryan Ross' solo EP was deleted off of soundcloud and spotify in August of 2016, supposedly due to his manager (Shane Morris) recieving threats online. Many fans reached out to Ryan, asking him about this sudden decision, but he never responded. (1/2)

On December 22nd, Ryan posted a video on instagram that contained a clip off of his new album. The easily decipherable lyrics read as follows: ‘They say you gotta go away to make a comeback/But I don’t think I wanna live like that". I propose that this is his way of explaining- his manager forcing him to keep a low profile in order to truly make his post-tyv comeback pop. (2/2) 

I was joking that satan urie was deterring our pure beautiful son, ryan ross from releasing the album, but also, this is a valid theory i guess… im pretty sure he kicked shane out of any managerial position after the whole Agelast extravaganza, but sure i guess.. your guess is as good as mine amigo. Personally, i think he did it himself as he knew everyone who cared to hear’s heard it anyway. I agree with you though probs pulled it out to include in the new album.

anonymous asked:

Hi there, I'm probably the first ask today that has nothing to do with Trump. But I was wondering if you could post talismans, sigils or symbols that are commonly used in necromancy. I kinda would like to see how they look, but I'm specifically looking for sigils/symbols that deter malevolent spirits. A talisman I'm intrested in is one that takes power from a psychic vampire, or one that helps the magician do psychic vaparims better. Have a great day, and looking forward to your lectures!

I’ll most definitely add these to my to do list. Thank you for the input

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What Trump’s latest executive order actually means for the protestors at Standing Rock and the building of the pipeline

This would be a huge blow for the people who fought for more than seven years against the project, a transnational pipeline that would extend from Canada to the Gulf Coast. The venture was killed by President Obama in 2015 because it would contribute to climate change and deter American efforts to reach a global deal addressing this issue.

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Trump adviser Reed Cordish was sued for allegedly paying white men to attack black customers

  • A new report from the Daily Beast revealed several racial discrimination lawsuits against Trump’s newly appointed White House adviser Reed Cordish.
  • Cordish serves as president Entertainment Concepts Investors (ECI)
  • Cordish was appointed as the assistant to the president for intergovernmental and technology initiatives on Wednesday.
  • Cordish’s ECI was sued for $5 million for hiring white men to physically attack black patrons in 2014. 
  • The alleged attacks were coordinated to “lighten up” the clubs and part of an effort to deter black people from their clubs. 
  • According to Christina Martinez, a floor manager at the Tengo club, one of the Cordishes nightclubs, the mogul has been said to use “urbans” and “Canadians” as secret code words for black people. 
  • Martinez also said the white men paid to assault and harass black customers were called “rabbits.”
  • “A ‘rabbit’ was a white kid who got free drinks to go around the District, do whatever he wanted, so long as he singled out blacks and started confrontations with them,” Martinez told the Daily Beast. Read more

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Day Seventy-Two

-For Christmas Eve Eve, I wore jingle bell suspenders. Tonight, Christmas Eve, I stepped up my game. I wore a homemade ugly Christmas sweater that my girlfriend Lauren and I had created together. Covered tastefully in pompoms, pipe cleaners, tassels, small present boxes, and more, it went over phenomenally. Plus, it worked fantastically as a deterent. No one could yell at someone who looked this tacky.

-“Here’s this. Here’s this.” A nine year-old girl handed her mother her Starbucks drink and pastry to hold. “Now I’m going to go to the bathroom, because I really need to go.” Moments later, she returned. “Now, where exactly is the bathroom?” Never before have I found a child whose struggles I knew so well.

-A man told me that we were doing the right thing by staying open so late on Christmas Eve. I would now like to cordially invite this man who waited until the last twelve hours possible to purchase his daughter’s gifts to come and do the right thing and work my shift for me.  

-Men continue to find it necessary to throw any even slightly feminine products onto the register, to distance themselves from such a girly thing as hairspray or a greeting card. I continue to find this absolutely hilarious, a very telling display of their fragile masculinity.

-In what seemed to be a sweet act of Christmas kindness, a woman paid for the items of the guest behind her. It was all ruined though, as she then turned and said, “I’m a Christian. Don’t forget that.” This was all fun and games until it turned into a Jesus fan power play.

-A baby, barely old enough to speak, saw me in my sweater and hat and came to the conclusion that I was the present man she had been told about. Her eyes widened, her hand stretched out, and her face lit up. “SANTA???” she shouted in an adorably squeaky voice. I stepped up to the plate and handed her a long strip of stickers, cementing this as the most fulfilling Christmas Eve either of us will ever have.

-After scanning a Shopkins activity booklet, an adorable five year-old girl in the cart asked me if she could hold it. I naturally acquiesced. I then heard both her father and her brother repeatedly tell her, “That’s not yours. That’s not for you.” She acknowledged this, but would not let go of it. I realized to late that she had taken advantage of my naivety and was holding the gift hostage, tearing it up more and more as her father scolded her.

-A woman attempted to use a “rechargeable gift card.” I put that in quotes, because as she found out, it was an actual credit card in the name of a stranger whom she did not know at all. She told me that she had taken a few cards out of her twelve year-old son’s wallet and that this had been among them. She does not know how he got a hold of Kevin Jones’ company credit card, but I am impressed to no end and look forward to hearing about this boy in true crime podcasts to come.

THE CREATORS OF BBC SHERLOCK SAID THEIR FAVORITE FILM OF ALL TIME WAS THE SHERLOCK HOLMES STORY WHERE HE WAS GAY AND IN LOVE WITH WATSON.

Favorite film. Of all time.

And one of their favorite books of all time is THE PRINCESS BRIDE.

You know, where the romance is there from the beginning but played softly, softly as to not deter viewers, until the very end when everyone realizes how much they’ve been rooting for the two protagonists to get their Happily Ever After.

BBC SHERLOCK. IS. GAY. THE WHOLE SHOW. EVERYTHING ABOUT IT. GAY.

AND YOU LOVE IT.

EVERYONE LOVES IT. BECAUSE IT IS A BEAUTIFUL STORY.

The end.