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Random Questions For LGBT Ladies #LGBTask

Below are some questions pertaining to LGBT+ women, conveniently categorized. Have others send you random numbers (there’s 130 of them), or simply answer them yourself. Please reblog!

1. How do you define your sexuality?
2. What pronouns do you use to identify yourself?
3. At what age did you first suspect that you are sexually attracted to other girls?
4. At what age did you come to terms with your sexuality?
5. Did you have an “aha I like girls” moment or was it more of a gradual realization?
6. How did your sexuality make you feel before you came out?
7. How did you become comfortable with your sexuality?
8. At what age did you first come out?
9. Who was the first person you came out to? How did they take it?
10. Do your parents know about your sexuality?
11. How out are you?
12. Do you now identify as something different than when you first came out?
13. Was anyone surprised when you came out or did people seem to already know?
14. Has coming out lost you any friends?
15. How soon after meeting someone do you usually tell them about your sexuality?
16. How difficult do you find it to sympathize with straight women?
17. Have you ever wished you were completely straight?
18. Agree or disagree: Everyone is at least a little bit gay.
19. If you are not a lesbian, about what percentage of the time do you find yourself attracted to other girls?
20. Do you think it is possible to be a true 50/50 bisexual, or is the percentage always skewed towards one gender?
21. How often do you find yourself trying to sneak a peek or stare at a cute girl?
22. How accurate is your gaydar?

23. What is your current relationship status?
24. What is the longest relationship you’ve been in? Are you still with that person?
25. Do you remember anything about the first time you kissed another girl?
26. Are you a virgin? If not, what gender did you lose your virginity to?
27. What is your ideal first date?
28. What personality trait are you most attracted to?
29. How flirty are you?
30. Would you ever want to get married, if not already?
31 Do you want have children someday?
32. Would you ever want to give birth?
33. How often are you asked if you have a boyfriend?
34. Have you ever liked or dated a girl with the same name as you?
35. Have you ever been on your period the same time as a girlfriend?
36. Have you and a girlfriend ever been mistaken for sisters?
37. Have you ever been in a long distance relationship?
38. Have you ever dated a guy?
39. Has a girl ever dumped you for a guy? Have you?
40. Has another girl ever hit on you?
41. Have you ever had a crush on a straight girl?
42. Have you ever had a crush on a woman who’s significantly older than you?
43. Would you ever date a trans woman?
44. Have you ever had a profile on a LGBT dating website or app?
45. Where do you think is the best place to meet a potential lover?
46. Do you consider yourself a hopeless romantic?

47. Have you ever cut your hair super short? If not, would you ever want to?
48. Is your nose pierced?
49. What is your opinion on septum/bull nose piercings?
50. Do you have any tattoos? If so, of what and where?
51. How muscular are you?
52. Are you or have you ever been a tomboy?
53. Have you ever been told that you don’t look gay, or that you’re too pretty to be gay?
54. Have you ever been mistaken as a dude?

55. Do you wear skirts and dresses? If so, how often?
56. Do you wear high heels? If so, how often?
57. How much jewelry do you typically wear?
58. How much makeup do you typically wear?
59. How often do you wear a bra?
60. How often do you wear flannel?
61. Have you ever worn a suit?
62. Do you wear any shoes such as combat boots, Doc Martins or Timberlands?
63. Do you carry a purse?
64. Do you wear any hats such as snapbacks or beanies?
65. Have you ever worn any men’s clothing?
66. Have you ever dressed in complete drag?
67. Have you ever shared clothes with a girlfriend?
68. If you want to get married, do you think you will wear a dress?

69. Who is your favorite LGBT celebrity?
70. Have you ever watched The L Word?
71. Have you ever watched Will & Grace?
72. Have you ever watched RuPaul’s Drag Race?
73. How well do you feel LGBT women are portrayed on television?
74. Do you listen to any LGBT musicians (i.e. Tegan & Sara, Melissa Etheridge, Chely Wright, Elton John, Sam smith, George Michael, Adam Lambert)?
75. Do you watch any LGBT YouTubers?
76. Do you have a favorite LGBT themed movie?
77. Do you have a favorite LGBT themed blog or website?
78. Do you read any LGBT magazines?
79. Have you read any LGBT themed literature? If so, do you have any recommendations?
80. Is there such a thing as “good” lesbian porn?

81. Boobs or butts?
82. Beer or wine?
83. Ellen or Portia?

84. How much do you like cats?
85. Have you ever been to a gay bar or a gay club?
86. How many LGBT friends do you have?
87. Do you have any LGBT relatives?
88. Have you ever used any words (or variations of) such as lesbian, queer, gay, or homosexual as a password?
89. How outdoorsy are you?
90. Have you ever driven an SUV, Jeep, or pickup truck?
91. How many rainbow items do you own?
92. Have you ever celebrated National Coming Out Day (Oct. 11)?
93. Have you ever participated in the National Day of Silence?
94. Have you ever attended a GSA (Gay Straight Alliance) type of club?
95. Have you ever attended a PFLAG (Parents & Friends of Lesbians and Gays) meeting?
96. Have you ever attended a gay or lesbian wedding?
97. Have you ever been part of a softball team?
98. Do you skateboard or longboard at all?
99. Do you play any video games?

100. Muscular women?
101. Women who wear glasses?
102. Women who are covered with tattoos?
103. Women who are covered with piercings?
104. Curvy/plus-sized women?
105. Women with short hair?
106. Highly intelligent women?
107. Tall women (i.e. around 1.83 meters/6 feet or taller)?
108. Masculine/butch women?

109. What does equality mean to you?

110. Do you consider yourself a feminist?
111. Do you eat meat at all?
112. Are you religious at all?
113. Did you vote for Hillary Clinton?
114. How do you feel when platonic female friends refer to each other as girlfriends?
115. How do you feel when people use the word gay to mean things such as stupid, dumb, boring, or idiotic?
116. Are you comfortable with terms such as lezzie, lesbo, dyke, homo, or tranny?
117. What are your views on gender identity and bathroom use?
118. Do you have any opinions on LGBT people in the military?
119. Have you ever been called a gay slur?
120. Have you ever been queer bashed?
121. Have you ever been discriminated against because of your sexuality or gender identity? If so, please explain.
122. Does it really get better?
123. How did you feel on June 26, 2015?
124. How accepting of LGBT people is the city/community you live in?
125. Have you ever tried to “pray the gay away”?
126. How annoyed are you with how heteronormative society is?
127. What LGBT stereotype do you most disagree with?
128. Is there anything about the LGBT community that you wish you knew before coming out?
129. What advice would you give to a girl who is struggling to figure out her sexuality?
130. What advice would you give to a girl who is struggling to come out?

If you’re having a bad day...
  • Change your clothes. Even if you’re already wearing something comfortable, change into something else that’s still casual and comfy.
  • Eat your favorite food. A bowl of rice, ice cream, pasta, make a sandwich, anything that makes you happy.
  • Eat some fruit. A banana, apple, peach, pear, some berries, fruit is always a good option.
  • Eat some protein. Cheese, meat, eggs, rice and beans, ect. Something to give you energy.
  • Drink lots of water. Fill up a water bottle and keep it with you, but remember to actually drink it.
  • Find as many pillows and blankets as you can around the house and pile them on your bed. THE MESSIER, THE BETTER!
  • Bring your acquired snacks into your room. Even if you don’t make a habit of eating in your room, make an exception this time.
  • Bring a couple of your favorite stuffed animals to share your nest with.
  • If you have cats, invite them as well.
  • Watch an episode or two of your favorite show GUILT FREE. Nothing sad! Watch something that will make you smile and laugh a lot. And ENJOY IT. Give yourself this time to decompress without stressing over a million other things. I know it can be hard, but YOU CAN DO IT
  • Hang a sign outside your door, letting family members/roommates know that you are currently unavailable. Be polite, courteous, and take their needs into consideration if they need something from you, but it’s okay to have a little chunk of time all to yourself when you’re having a tough day. We’ve all been there.
  • Turn off your phone. Just for a little while so you can completely relax. Stay off social media too - you don’t need any drama right now.
  • Once you’ve finished your show and eaten a healthy amount of food, do something productive. Even if it’s just one or two little chores - sweep, do the dishes, tidy up your room, dust, reorganize the bookshelf, whatever. Do something that will make you feel like you’ve accomplished something. Even if it’s little, be proud of yourself for each task!
  • Listen to music while you’re working. iPod, record player, radio, etc. Make it something up beat with a nice and lively tempo.
  • Dance and sing. I don’t care if you dance like a fish out of water and sing like a dog whose tail was stepped on, you are a beautiful contribution to this world so don’t be afraid to shine!
  • Alternate in doing tasks throughout the day with doing things you enjoy. Paperwork and then a walk (fresh air always helps!), mop the floors than read that book you’ve been wanting to explore.
  • Talk to a friend if you need to. If you don’t think you have anyone to talk to, let me be the first to tell you, YOU DO! There are thousands of kindhearted people on here who would love to get to know you and want to help you and hear about your day if you are feeling under the weather.
  • Remember that this is today. Every tomorrow is another chance. Everyone has rough days, and sometimes we get a whole long string of them, but life is so much more than just the bad days. Go to bed knowing that tomorrow is a new start.
A dog person - Young!Sirius x Reader

Warnings : nope, maybe the GIF that personally makes me weak

Words : 2.8k

Request : yes

Note : it’s the imagine that I wrote a few days ago and that was deleted somehow, I’m sharing it again now. I know some people had the same request but anywayyyyy (thank you to the ppl who told me to post it again btw❣️). I just imagined a Patronus for Pettigrew, don’t mind it if it bothers you. I loved this request and got a bit carried away, it was just so damn cute.

Originally posted by bentbarnes

Even at Hogwarts everybody hated monday mornings, as they symbolized the end of the weekend, the return in class and especially, implied a lot of exhaustion. In fact, everybody except the 6th years, because to them Monday morning meant Defense Against the Dark Arts. Here you were, at your usual seat next to the wall on the first row. The classroom 3C had probably the biggest windows out of all the Turris Magnus, unfortunately you were too short to observe the view -everybody was- but you still tried to take a look everytime. You were on tip-toes, taking advantage of the fact that your teacher had not yet arrived to make another attempt.

« You know Y/N, I really enjoy the view you’re offering me when you stand up like this in front of me, but I think you should just sit down as our dear Professor is here. » whispered Sirius behind you. Your cheeks turner red as you did what he said, sighing in exasperation and trying to focus on the tall man standing in front of the class. Sirius knew his little seduction game made you feel a bit flustered and that was exactly why he liked doing it so much, he didn’t want you to be uncomfortable, he was only joking and you knew it. Out of the four Marauders, you spent most of your time with him or Remus, who actually introduced you to the others after meeting you at the library.

« Today I will try, and please notice that I said try, to teach you something that I know most of you have been waiting for. » said your teacher solanemly, holding his hands together behind his back. « The majority of witches and wizards are not able to produce it for it requires patience, concentration and determination. You probably guessed it already, I am talking about the Patronus charm, one of the most powerful defensive charms that exist.»

Immediatly, everybody started to whisper enthousiasticly to their neighbors, and even Lily who usually was the definition of the model student seemed hysteric. You smiled when you saw her, her dazzling hair flying in the air while she turned around towards the boys, already beginning to discuss on the shape their patronus would take. James had already managed to produce one and it was a deer just like his animagus. He could be turbulent, sometimes even insolent, but nobody could deny that he was an incredibly talented wizard just like Remus who was sitting next to him. Strangely, he stayed away from the general euphoria which spread in the class, playing almost nervously with his hands. You frowned, ready to ask him what was going on when your teacher knocked two times on the desk with his fists. The noises stopped and everybody looked at him once again.

« To produce a Patronus, it is necessary to concentrate on your most beautiful memory, and only this one. Find the memory that warms your heart the most and say clearly, wand in hand : expecto patronum. » Suddenly, a silver eagle flew from his hand and in the classroom. It was both beautiful and captivating. « This requires training, today we shall satisfy us with approaching the theoretical side of it and in the next class, I hope that you will be ready. Just know that it is difficult to obtain a corporeal patronus, and that its purpose is not to be beautiful, but to protect you from Dementors. Whether it is a rat, cat or lion, its power will be the same : the partonus is a shield, a messenger and a protector. »

He kept speaking during the whole following hour, adding that even if the animal shape the Patronus took did not define its strenght, it could mean something important for the wizard. Leaving the class everybody had only an idea in head : discover what their patronus was. The four boys, Lily and you had mutually decided to train together by the lake this afternoon. But right now you were going to eat, Sirius and James led the group speaking loudly and walking way too fast. Behind and standing by your side, Lily seemed to explain to Peter the details he had not understood. You left them silently to join Remus who walked at the back, alone, head low and dragging his feet. He raised his head when he saw you were waiting for him and turned the gentle smile you were giving him back to you. Interlacing your arm in his, you jumped at the opportunity to be alone with him to ask him what was wrong. Remus sighed, he seemed embarrassed and you strated to worry. He looked around to be sure no one was listening and then he bent a little towards you.

« I’m afraid my corporeal Patronus gives too much away, if you know what I mean. I already tried with James and it almost worked, and I swear I saw a long hairy tail before the light went off. » He whispered, biting his lip « With you guys it doesn’t matter, but if anyone else sees it… » He didn’t finish his sentence but you knew what he meant. Remus had always suffered because of his lycantropia, his parents and him had a nomadic life before he came to Hogwarts thanks to Dumbledore. Everytime someone started to be suspicious, they left and the little Remus never got to make friends. Even now that he had friends, really good ones, he was still afraid someone would found out. Taking his hand in yours, you squeezed it gently so he knew he wasn’t alone and you were here for him.

« We can practice alone another day if you want to be sure, you don’t have to do it today if you don’t want to. »

« I think that’s a good idea, thank you Y/N. »

Around 4pm, you sat in the green grass which lined the lake, between Sirius and Peter who seemed strangely concentrated into tearing away the petals of a flower one by one. You turned around towards Sirius who was already looking at you. You felt your cheeks burn a little when he did not look away which made him laugh, revealing his white teeth and his dimples.  He was a handsome young man, really, and you never knew if you just found him attracive or if it was something more. Anyway, you came back to reality when James showed up, back from his Quidditch session. A proud smile could be seen on his face as per usual, and it grew even bigger when a bunch of Gryffindor girls passing by stared at him like he was a piece of art, or a piece of meat. It always made Sirius giggle but Lily just rolled her eyes every single time.

« Did you mess your hair up on purpose again just so you can look like some Quidditch rock star ? » suggested Remus, looking quite amused. 

« You’ll be authorized to criticize my hair when your furry little problem will be solved, Moony chéri. » teased James, winking before he spoke again while turning around « Let’s get started folks, why don’t we let the Lilliputian try first. »

Eveybody laughed, James flirting with Lily was the funniest thing ever, especially when he came up with these strange nicknames but you had to admit that for once it wasn’t so bad. She stood up, pointing her wand towards him which caused him to slightly move to the side.

« In fact I’m two months older than you Potter, show me some respect. » Remus, Peter and Sirius giggled while James seemed outraged, but before he could come back with anything Lily exclaimed, her wand pointing to the sky « Expecto patronum ! »

You held your breath just like the others while slowly but very clearly, from the tip of her wand, a bright silvery light started to burst before fading out. She tried again multiple times with James giving her advices and finally, a tall and gracious doe was running in the air, following the rythm of Lily’s laugh. Her green eyes were wide opened, she seemed proud and happier than ever. You all applauded, Peter even took a bow.

« It’s strange, isn’t it ? Your patronus is a doe and Potter’s one is a deer. If it isn’t a sign, I don’t know what it is. » teased Sirius, winking to Lily. Her cheeks turned bright red before she exlaimed « Simple coincidence, that won’t make me go out with you any sooner Potter. »

Finally you formed little groups, James and Lily stayed together, Sirius was with Peter and Remus with you. This way, the others didn’t pay attention to the fact that Moony wasn’t really trying to practice and he was pleased about it. You tried to remember all the informations your teacher gave you this morning, and took a deep breath. You hoped it would work but as Lily said again and again, it was a difficult spell and it was normal if you didn’t succeed on your first tries. For what felt like an hour you persisted, repeating the two little words again and again, sometimes managing to produce a little shiny light at the end of your wand. But no animal, nothing. Frustrated you sighed noisily, which caught the attention of Remus, Sirius and Peter. The two others seemed too busy arguing about who-knows-what, and anyway they did not really need to practice anymore. Seeing your disappointment, Sirius smiled softly before suggesting to the boys to train together and that he would help you. After all if that did not work so well that way, you could try.

« I can’t do it either, you know. Maybe it’s because you distract me. » he suggested, teasing you once more with a grin on his face.

« That’s not funny Sirius. » you whined, a pout on your lips.

He looked at them for a bit too long before coming back at your eyes. Finally he stood behind you, his chest pressed against your back. You were thankful he was behind, at least he couldn’t see your burning cheeks but it wasn’t finished yet because you could now feel his strong hand taking yours, holding your wand with you while the other one was placed on your hip. Your heart was racing and you were probably shaking too because he laughed soflty, speaking soflty.

« Maybe you’re not thinking about your happiest memory. Close you eyes, the first one to come to your mind is probably the good one, focus on it. »

Even if his body pressed against yours and his breath crashing on the thin skin of your neck did not help you at all, his soft and low voice was relaxing and you now thought of nothing else. You no longer heard the sound of the wind in the trees, nor the murmur of the water of the lake, you did not see your friends staring at you a little farther : it was his voice and his body near you that occupied all your mind. You closed your eyes as he had suggested, and with trembling lips you pronounced the two words « Expecto patronum. » You opened your eyes slowly, just in time to see a magnificent light spraying out, more powerful than what you had managed to do until then. It grew larger, Sirius’s hand still held yours and guided the movements of your wand.
After a few seconds, you saw it. In front of you stood a brilliant, tall and perfectly formed dog. But it was not a common dog, you had seen this one several times already and you recognized it immediately. You understood that Sirius did too when you felt his fingers release your hand smoothly and his body move back slowly. Your concentration broke and the big dog disappeared. You did not dare to turn around, both shocked and mute, because you finally knew what your patronus was. And it was him. It was Padfoot.

You stood there, sitting on your bed without knowing what to do or even what to think. After the events of the afternoon you quickly ran away, stammering that you did not feel well and that you were going to rest. But everyone had seen the same thing as you, and everyone knew that your patronus was none other than Sirius Black himself, or at least his animagus form. You tried to convince yourself that it was just a simple dog, but you knew what you saw. Maybe it didn’t mean anything at all, maybe it did. It probably did. Sirius and you had been friends for years and even though he liked to tease you all day long, it had never been more than a platonic relationship. As you kept thinking about this, images started to come to your mind. The day you met, how funny you found him, yet annoying. The first time you sat together in class, and how you spent the hour drawing stupid things on each other’s books. That time in 4th year when he punched a guy who insulted you, and definitely got a detention for it. When one of his pranks hurt you and he brought you chocolate and flowers to make it up. The time he hugged you so tight after Gryffindor won the house cup that you thought he was going to choke you. Maybe he wasn’t just a friend after all, and it took you a couple of years and a patronus to realize it. A knock on your door made you lift your head up, the person did not let you any time to answer and entered the room.

« Can I come in ? » asked the black haired boy.
« A bit too late to ask, isn’t it ? »

Sirius did not answer, he just closed the door leaving you both alone in the dorm. He sat next to you, your knees barely touching, but not a word was said. You looked at the floor for a few seconds before you saw him turning his head to you from the corner of your eye. Slowly, you looked at him too, your heart skipping a beat when you met his dark grey eyes.

« Why did you leave earlier ? You missed something, we learnt that Peter’s patronus is a mole. »
« You know why I left. » you said, smiling slightly at the end.
« You don’t have to be embarassed about it. » he shrugged « But I have to admit that I thought it would be something else. »
« Like what ? »
« A penguin. »

You scoffed, clearly not especting that answer. Sirius looked at you curiously, he didn’t seem to understand why you were chuckling but he still smiled when he heard your laugh.

« What ? They’re cute and funny, everyone likes penguins. » he smirked.
« Nope, you’re probably the only person to fancy penguins that much. »
« Well I don’t try to hide it. You shouldn’t either. »

His last words were whispered in your ear before he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder. You knew what he meant, and you couldn’t act as if the butterflies flying in your stomach weren’t here. He bent down to give you another kiss, on the cheek this time, but the weight of his body made you both fall back on the bed. You laughed as he found himself lying on top of you and for the first time since you met him, you saw a light shade of red on his cheeks. You stayed like this before he kissed your forehead, and then your nose. You smiled and he looked at your lips, and back at your eyes again. Your hands made their way to the back of his neck as he brushed your lips with his own, without ever pressing them together. Your heartbeating probably echoed throughout the entire room, or maybe it was his own. He smirked again when he saw the look full of frustration and desire you gave him, biting his lip and kissing the corner of your lips and then your cheek, before whispering in your ear again.

« I always knew you were a dog person. »

And after that he finally pressed his lips against yours, tenderly, as if you were the most precious thing in the world.

FFXV x KH Headcanons That I Have But Probably Won’t Doodle Part 4

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

  • You know how sometimes in FFXV when you’re out in the woods next to animals that won’t attack you, you end up hitting one by accident while you’re fending off MTs?
        • AN ANAK CALF
    • He uses a Megalixir on it… Gladio is ready to End Him for wasting that on a stupid-looking giraffe cow!!!!
    • (Ignis: “Prompto, Noctis, go distract Sora while I take some of the mother’s meat to cook for dinner. I’ve come up with a new recipe, and the secret ingredient is ATTEMPTED INFANTICIDE.”)
  • While we’re talking about Sora and killing things– he doesn’t like to kill bugs. That puts him at odds with Noct and Prom on multiple occasions. Those two are the embodiment of those Internet memes depicting people burning their houses down to kill a single crazy-looking insect. Meanwhile Sora is over there feeling guilty about accidentally stepping on a snail
    • A talking cricket capable of reading and writing lived in Sora’s hoodie for like two years okay HE HAS A SOFT SPOT
    • Yes Sora is that guy to catch a spider and let it outside
    • Yes Gladio has killed bugs that Sora wanted to save while he scrambled around trying to find a paper towel… because yeah. He doesn’t want to touch that creepy crawly with his bare hands, even if his motives are Pure
  • Sora is able to see Gentiana and Carbuncle without the use of a camera
    • Cue the bros using Sora’s Actual Sixth Sense to their advantage by having him guide them to make silly poses with the invisible deities
      • Noctis can’t believe Gentiana plays along. What a good sport.
    • Sora checking his phone during one of Carbuncle’s visits and beginning to giggle uncontrollably
      • Noct: “How tf did he get your number”
  • Since Sora is a couple of years younger than everyone else (I headcanon him as 17/18 when he first comes to Eos), Ignis and Gladio are Very Protective of him
    • Honestly it’s like Sora has four big brothers
      • Gladio is floored by the fact that Sora is more or less a self-taught swordsman
        • He still helps train Sora because technique is important
          • He swells up with So Much Pride when he catches Sora using a move he’d taught him during training on an MT
        • Gladio is so excited to take Sora to try his first meal of Cup Noodles
          • Sora ends up being a bit of a purist; he doesn’t like meat or veggies– just ramen and broth.
      • Ignis is baffled by nearly everything Sora does and how nonchalantly he does it
        • This kid can jump nine feet in the air and even executes a fussy little flip when he does it wtf
          • Oh, well. At least Sora can pick those fruit over there by jumping and reaching so no one has to climb the tree and risk a broken neck
            • (Noctis: “I didn’t break my neck, Specs– I sprained my wrist!!”
            • Ignis: “Which wouldn’t have happened if you’d been more careful.”)
        • Sora is dared (hmm by whom?? I wonder…….) to prank Ignis by putting a rogue ingredient into the stew one night.
          • He and his cohorts (you know who they are) watch Ignis do a taste-test nonchalantly 
            • Who am I kidding they are totally obvious as they try to stop themselves from laughing
              • Dunno why you’re laughing, though, boys– that’s your dinner you’re sabotaging
          • Ignis is obviously disgusted by what he tastes. He stands there for a moment… and then he fumbles around in his pack for new ingredients
          • You bet your ass Ignis salvages the stew. In fact, it actually tastes better than before?? “I’ve come up with a new recipe, and the secret ingredient is ATTEMPTED SABOTAGE.”
            • Don’t ask Sora what the rogue ingredient was, Ignis. He’s not from around here and wouldn’t really know a Lieden pepper from a Duscaean potato
              • Prompto caves and tells him
        • The next day… how strange… it seems that Ignis only made enough dinner for himself and Gladio to enjoy… looks like it’s time for Toast for the Culinary Saboteurs
          • Ignis drags it out for a bit before giving the boys their share.
      • Noctis reminds Sora of Riku a lot.
        • Yes, by that I mean he tries to have a cool exterior but is actually a Giant Goober
        • Noct fishing while sitting at the end of the pier with Sora, long after the other bros have lost interest and wandered elsewhere
          • Long talks about friends and hopes for the future
          • Noctis feeling a little guilty because Sora seems so… comfortable with the burden of protecting not just one world, but a whole bunch.
            • Meanwhile, Noctis is reluctant to accept a king’s responsibility. He never asked for this. He just wants to be… normal.
              • Sora eventually admitting to having doubts about why the Keyblade stayed with him, and quietly wishing for the day to come that the worlds won’t need a single Keyblade master.
                • Turns out the two of them have more in common than Noct first thought.
          • Noctis trying to reel in the DEMON FISH from the VR game and Sora is in such a panic and so desperate to help that he PUNCHES THE MONSTER FISH IN THE FACE and BREAKS EVERY KNUCKLE IN HIS RIGHT HAND
      • Prompto and Sora are BEST FRIENDS and honestly IT HAPPENS SO FAST
        • Prom gives Sora some photography lessons and lets him loose in Galdin Quay
          • He ends up with a memory card full of cat photos of various angles and degrees of blurriness
        • Somehow a local reporter overhears Sora talking with Prompto about his intention to take a photo with every single Kenny Crow statue in Lucis and ends up having a little article published about him. Just seems like one of those slice-of-life stories that the media would eat up
          • They use one of Prompto’s photos of Sora and Kenny for the newspaper!!! It’s on like the 85th page nestled into a corner, but he’s!!! Officially!! A published photographer!!!
          • In the long night, there are several instances that find Prom and Sora on a hunt near a Crow’s Nest they never had a chance to visit during their road trip. Taking a photo is a matter of obligation at this point
            • Prompto scrolling through the Caw, Kids! It’s Sora Crow! folder and tearing up as he starts from the first photo and scrolls forward. By year seven of the long night, Sora’s smile as he stands under Kenny’s wing doesn’t reach his eyes
  • Starscourge!Sora headcanons that aren’t completely miserable??? Look at them, hanging out above the angst cut????
    • It eventually gets to the point that Sora’s left eye glows in the dark like a nightlight
      • Prompto finds himself using the glow of Sora’s fuckin’ daemon eye to try and read the map after his flashlight’s battery dies
        • omfg
        • It’s just so absurd that the two of them burst out laughing
        • It’s the first time either of them had laughed in a while. It felt… nice…
        • Gladio pressing a hand over Sora’s eye when they’re trying to sneak up on a daemon because it will give them away
        • Prompto’s response is to give Sora an eyepatch he swiped from the clinic for their next hunt
          • Sora: “I always wanted to be a pirate as a kid. Who says dreams don’t come true, even in this horrific post-apocalyptic hellscape”
          • Also Sora: “Srsly Gladio I can see better in the dark with this eye maybe don’t”

Head into the misery dojo if you dare under the cut

Uh-oh. It is.

  • Pls don’t think about Sora desperately trying to break into the Crystal after he discovers that it’s dragged Noctis inside of it.
    • The Keyblade’s strength depends on the heart of its wielder. He should be able to cut through this! He can cut through anything!!!!
    • It takes a very long time before Sora or any of the Chocobros leave that chamber. 
      • Yes they stay there for days hoping beyond hope that Noct will come out
  • During the long night, Sora becomes a daemon hunter and a team leader for a group of search and rescue teams
    • His first retrieval mission ends… badly. The people who’d sent the distress signal were long gone by the time Sora and his team got there
      • One of the kids was in mid-transformation after being afflicted with the Starscourge…
      • Sora can’t land the fatal blow. He goes outside and throws up while Dave finishes the job
      • Search and rescue missions are a source of extreme anxiety for Sora after that… but he has to try and save as many people as he can
  • Sora tries not to think about Riku, Kairi, or any of his friends beyond Eos. It hurts too much. He tries to put his Wayfinder in a shoebox in his apartment to avoid its constant reminder of what he’s lost… but he just can’t bring himself to part with it
    • He wishes he did when he takes a nasty spill into a ravine during a solo mission two years into the long night. Smashes his Wayfinder into pieces.
      • He’s too injured to climb out of the ravine, too. He gives up after a couple of attempts and just gathers up the pieces of the good luck charm that he can. He just lay there in a heap and watches the stars
      • Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio hear about Sora’s disappearance and team up for the first time in almost a year to find him
        • They make it in time. Lots of potions and a piggyback ride to safety courtesy of Gladio see our dorkupine boy right
        • Prompto notices Sora throw something in the trash before leaving the clinic and finds the Wayfinder pieces. He knows what the charm represents and how devastated Sora must be that it’s been irreparably destroyed.
          • He gathers up the pieces, puts them in a pouch, and leaves it on the table in the kitchen of Sora’s tiny apartment. He leaves a note, too: I know they haven’t given up on you. So don’t give up on them.
            • A few days later, Sora gives Prompto, Ignis, and Gladio each a piece of the charm. So that all of us will find each other, in the end
              • Noctis takes a piece of the charm with him to the throne
My Best Friend’s Sister (Part 2)

Originally posted by a-winchester-by-choice

Summary: The reader gets to know Jensen more at work but he wants to know what’s up with the Padalecki siblings…


Pairing: Jensen x reader (with sibling!Jared)

Word Count: 3,400ish

Warnings: language, sibling angst

A/N: I adore giggly Jensen…

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Leaving Offering: Food

Originally posted by stardustcake

A few of my friends have asked me about leaving food offerings for their spirit companions. How does one do this and what else can I do that won’t make it look like I’m wasting food to others that don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve had a couple tell me their parents got mad and think they’re wasting food and in some smaller countries, this can definitely be seen as such so we can’t have that happening. Here are a few things I do with my Keep that you may want to try. Some are easier while others may not be so for others so just think about all this and see what works. Trial and error is how we all learn. 

  • Fruits, I have found, to be the best. As a Chinese American, one of the things I always do is have fresh oranges for the Chinese New Year. So those with sturdy skins are good to leave out for a few days. Your companions will not be offended if you eat it because it will benefit you as well. I’ve left pears out as well, but not so good when you have cats that like to attack random things. So other fruits you want to offer can be leftmost out, but I would recommend either putting the, away in the fridge or just eat them once you feel your companions have had their fill. If things start to spoil, you can simply throw it out or, if your Wiccan (or eco-friendly), you can bury it in your yard to return it to the Earth. 
  • Meat is another offering, but that can be problematic if you live with others that have no idea what the hell you’re doing with it. This can vary from scraps to raw meat for anything from critters to vampires. I have a lot of wolves as well so they like having meat. Here is my agreement with them: they can have access to what’s in the fridge or share with me when I eat. If it’s a sanguine vampire or anyone that requires blood, you can allow them to take from you and they don’t actually require a lot. I always feel a bite from one of mine and it lasts as long as they need. Cooked meat is also an option and while some may love beef, we can’t always afford it. As long as they understand that you can only afford certain things and that what you offer is from the heart, it shouldn’t be a problem. Now, if you choose to offer raw meat, I would say to do so before you use it yourself so they have first dibs and nothing goes to waste. I would put Dairy this category. Since cheese can last for a while, keeping some in your fridge should be more than enough. 
  • Sweets are super easy to offer. I have a spirit that always visits from my sister’s Keep that loves butterscotch. So I always keep some around in case he wants to visit. I also have an Auraelic Vampire that likes it too. If it says hard candy, it can stay as long as it’s good. If it’s pastries, treat it like any other edible and share, but remember to eat it so it doesn’t go to waste. 
  • I have yet to have anyone ask about Liquids of any kind in my Keep, but there are some that like liquor like beer or wine. Like any offering, you can leave some libations for them in a glass, but I would recommend you share something you can then drink yourself. Otherwise, put it away or pour it it into the ground as continued offering to them and to the Earth. 

In regards to how much you should put out, I say no more than what you prepare for yourself. In reality, they can’t really eat on their own. They either share with you using your own senses, or they eat the Astral version. The way I see the 3 Bodies is like there are 3 parallel universes existing and that what we have here can also exist in the Astral and the Spiritual, give or take a few things.  One faery showed me her shoving grapes in her face like a chipmunk so anything is possible. You can always fix a little extra if you like, but remember to put any leftovers away to be eaten or disposed to appropriately. 

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Min Yoongi / Suga / Agust D | BTS
8,375 words | DRAMA/FLUFF
warnings for language
(unnamed OC)

a playlist because I felt like it, it’s a strange collection but they’re all songs I listened to writing this.

Originally posted by hoseokxx

The first time Yoongi shows up at her apartment, she’s just finished cleaning up her after-dinner mess and opened her laptop for a movie, wanting a quiet night in.

“I hope this is okay,” he says after she opens the door to him slumped against the frame, purpled exhaustion painted into his lacrimal groove and a reddened darkness in the outer corner, as if one of his makeup artists had applied a rusty shadow to elongate his eyes and create depth.

“You said to come over if I needed,” he adds.

She nods. “Of course, come on in.”

He shuffles in, toeing off his shoes in the cramped entryway space, then follows her into the small Gangnam studio apartment. He looks around at her minimal decor, enough to show glimpses of her personality, but little enough to keep her space from feeling overcrowded and busy, the pale peachy wall color cocooning him in warmth.

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veganism by proxy and dangers of assumption

this is unrelated to anything else on my blog and mostly likely no one will ever read it and that’s okay I think I just need to get it out of my head and into the living world

Three of my best friends, two of whom I live with, are vegan. Their friends are vegan and their friend’s friends are vegan, and they work at vegan restaurants and we cook vegan, I bake them vegan treats and we generally have a fantastic time. I’m not vegan, but I’ve always eaten vegan food and tried out alternatives whenever I can. I’ve never been the type to make fun of vegan stereotypes, because I think it requires a lot of dedication, passion, and effort to be vegan. I’m not a huge meat eater and I try to be aware of what I’m eating and where it came from and the process it took to get to my mouth, while still indulging in the foods I love and the tastes that make live worth living. dramatic? absolutely but I really fucking love food y'all

None of my friends have ever tried to convert me or (that I know of) judge me or my eating habits, but every so often I meat someone (heh) who isn’t satisfied with my usual answer of “I’m not vegan, but I cook and eat vegan often” and feel the need to go “well why don’t you just go vegan then?”

Does asking someone about their personal choices becomes less personal when it’s something you care a lot about? I don’t think so, but that might not be a shared opinion.

The girl who asked this (this time, because there’s definitely been others) didn’t just drop it once I said “Ah, just personal reasons. I think it’s an incredible movement though and I’m glad it’s gaining popularity.” because that would’ve been too polite. She pressed on.

“But if you think it’s so incredible why wouldn’t you just do it? You say you love animals, but you’re contributing to their murder. You’re just a hypocrite.”
So I said what I initially didn’t want to, because I knew it would just make a semi-pleasant conversation into an awkward silence all because this girl doesn’t know how to respect other people’s choices without disparaging them.

“Well I had a severe eating disorder for seven years, so I stay away from restricting or cutting foods out of my diet. It puts me into a dangerous mindset, so I try to be conscious of that and take care of myself before anything.”

Even after saying this I felt I was still being judged. She had the decency to look a little embarrassed for prying, but I don’t necessarily believe she left thinking “maybe I should stop assuming I know the intricacies of strangers’ lives”. Which is what it all comes down to. Assumptions.

I love animals. Animals have been what showed me true love, what taught me understanding and helped me find happiness and purpose ever since I was young. My cat died years ago and I still break out in tears (regularly). What’s more is I have been vegan, and every time I do it I think I’ll be able to handle it, and every time I’ve ended up underweight, restricting, anemic, in the hospital, or with a severely disordered way of thinking. It happens eventually with any change in diet I try. I don’t like having to explain to someone why I think it’s important to put myself, my mental health, and my physical wellbeing first. We all have deeply personal decisions about our lives that we have to make. It’s up to us as individuals to decide how our (very short) experience on this world will be.

I try not to share my stances and opinions on tumblr and just stay for the fun things I love like anime, humor, video games, art. I feel as if I have a lot of grey area stances that aren’t emotion driven (and therefore come off as cold or unfeeling) and people online generally don’t like hearing morally ambiguous viewpoints, because there’s always going to be someone who disagrees, right? I hope this isn’t taken as an anti-vegan post, because it isn’t. Veganism is an amazing movement and lifestyle that’s saving lives, water, resources and more. This is an anti-judgement post, though. It’s anti-assumption. Assumption is a toxic part of our culture. It’s assuming you know how someone else thinks. It’s assuming you understand what they’ve been through to bring themselves to a certain stance or choice or belief.

If even one person read this, thanks man. If even one person remembers this and thinks of it while practicing patience with an opposing viewpoint (no matter how passionate you are on the subject) I’ll be stupid happy.

Can’t We Be Friends?

Pairing: T’Challa x Reader 

Requested: yes, by an anon.  Hi! Can you do a T'Challa x Reader where he brings his let panther over to meet his gf, the reader, & the reader is clearly nervous because the panther is so territorial over T'Challa & so she has to feet him some turkey or something to make friends with it?

Chapter/One-Shot: One-Shot

Rating: PG

Notes/Warnings: None, I think? I think I want to make a part 2 for this? What do you guys think? 

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Originally posted by yawpkatsi

You were working hard in the kitchen, slaving away over the hot stove. Your bonnet was still covering your hair so it didn’t get any bigger than it already was. Not that you minded, but this twist-out was too bomb for it to be ruined.

Your phone rang from the island behind you, causing you to put the stove on a low simmer and answer the phone.

“Hello, my love.” You heard T’Challa’s deep voice speak through the phone. A smile graced your face as you thought about seeing him in an hour or so.

“Hey, baby! What’s up?”

“I just picked him up, we’re on our way.” You could hear the excitement in your voice, but you couldn’t help the wave of nausea crash over you.

You knew how much T’Challa’s pet panther meant to him, he’s had him since he was a cub. They were very close. And it wasn’t even the fact that you were about to have a large cat in your home, it was the fact that this cat could possibly be very territorial. Whenever you went to visit your boyfriend at his house, he’d have to put his panther somewhere else. He wouldn’t kill you, but he could definitely scare you off, and maybe leave you with a few scratches.

“Oh okay. Dinner’s almost ready.” You both exchanged your goodbye’s before going back to cooking.

After an hour or so, you were putting the finishing product in your hair before the doorbell rang. With one last glance, you ran down the stairs of your home. You inhaled deeply before opening the door.

“Hey, baby!” You smiled tightly and engulfed him a hug. He kissed your forehead before a loud growl was heard behind him.

You stepped back quickly, seeing a pair of bright yellow eyes staring back at you, along with white sharp teeth baring at you.

“Y/N, this is Themba.” He petted the panther’s head. Themba purred in acknowledgment of his owner’s affection but did not break eye-contact with you.

“H-Hi, Themba.” You kept your distance, scared that if you moved, he’d rip your throat out. “Um, dinner’s ready. C-come in.” T’Challa kissed your cheek before entering. His panther entered too, causing you to press your back against the wall, hoping it would swallow you whole.

“Y/N, what’s the matter?” T’Challa spoke from the kitchen. I guess it was pretty obvious your fear of the big cat.

“N-nothing!” You said a little too quickly and a little too loud. Your loud tone startled Themba, and he began stalking over to you.

“Oh, love. He’s not gonna hurt you!” He said softly, walking over to you. He took you to the kitchen, with Themba following close behind. T’Challa put some of the steaks into a small plate before handing it to you. He walked you both over to the living room, where he sat you both down. Themba circled around in his spot before sitting in front of both of you.

“Look, umhle.” He placed a few pieces of the juicy meat in his hand before slowly bringing his hand over to his pet. Themba inspected it, before gobbling it all down. T’Challa took your hand gently in yours. He put a few pieces of the steak in your hand before motioning over to Themba. “Feed him some. This is how he’ll gain your trust.”

You shakily stretch your arm out to Themba. He eyes your outstretched hand slowly, before taking his paw and lowering it to reach his mouth. He sniffed the meat before eating. You gasped at the feeling of his tongue licking at your palm.

T’Challa kissed your forehead before whispering, “You’re doing great, babe. Now, pet his head softly.” You reached up and rubbed his black fur gently. You scratched the fur and behind his ears that now stood up. He began to purr and left your empty hand alone. He walked over to you, sniffed you, and then laid in your lap. He began to lick at your arms and a little at your legs.

You giggled at the light tickles he caused before you hugged his large body. T’Challa smiled down at the both of you.

Two of the most important people in his life, who were once afraid of each other, now officially friends.

“Y/N! You have to let Themba go, now!” T’Challa whined from the door, watching you cling to Themba’s warm and soft body on your bed.

“No, T! I don’t want him to go!” You fake sobbed, hiding your face in his scruff. He yawned loudly, before snuggling on top of your body once again.

“We have to go back home, Y/N!” He sighed, rubbing his tired eyes from sleep. Someone wouldn’t share the bed with his girlfriend. “I have meetings to attend.”

“That’s right, you have meetings, so Themba doesn’t really need to go, baby.” You shrugged and snuggled in closer to your newly found best friend’s neck.

He sighed but with a smile on his face. “Fine, I’ll come pick him up later.” He walked over to you both. He kissed your forehead and ruffled Themba’s fur. “Maybe I should get you one, Y/N”

Do Rabbits Need a Companion?

Ok so there has been some Very nasty debate recently on whether keeping a rabbit alone is cruel and neglectful/wrong. Personally, I do not agree with this statement AT ALL. Especially when the statement should come from someone with little rabbit experience. My opinion on the matter is based on 10 years of research, owning, fostering, and caring for rabbits. 

Rabbits are generally considered to be social animals but this is based on a number of factors. For rabbits such as show rabbits, meat rabbits, or breeders it is generally considered unwise to cohouse with other rabbits due to hormonal aggression and that the phrase “breeding like rabbits” exists for a reason. However, if your rabbit is a pet I do reccommend getting your pet altered. Not only will this prevent desctruction and aggression, but will also prevent males from spraying urine EVERYWHERE. I cannot stress enough how there are place urine should not be able to reach that a hormonal buck will manage to reach. Also for females, spaying greatly decreases the chances of cancer. Take it from me who recently lost a 5 year old very sweet female. Her tumors were initially removed in surgery but unfortunately came back after a few months and not wanting to see her in pain she was euthanized.

Now just because your rabbit is altered doesn’t necessarily mean they NEED a companion. Each and every rabbits personality is unique and different. Take some of my rabbits over the years as examples.

Clark is currently in his golden years and he is a friend to all living things. He has, unfortunately, outlived two companions. He is a type of bunny that needs another bunny to squish his worries away. When he is alone he hides in the furthest corner of my closest and needs to be convinced to eat. He becomes very stressed and nervous. When he lost L.C. I stress that he would NOT have had a good quality of life on his own, hence Lois’s arrival and now two new bunnies. He is a type of rabbit that craves interaction from another bunny.

Now Little Charlie or L.C. seemed to be a healthy bun at first. He and Clark adored each other but L.C. only liked one or two people he knew well and wanted NOTHING to do with any animal that wasn’t Clark. He was nervous and took solace in Clark’s company.

Lois was also a friend to all living things and oddly enough, despite being bonded with Clark, she would leave his side to investigate new people. She adored people and loved to give them kisses. Very social bunny

Tate was a foster who was a nervous wreck and who was moved to a single bunny home. I would NOT reccommend a companion for him. Being around other animals stressed him out. He loved getting pets from humans but the minute another rabbit was in his line of sight he’d hide and start heavily and rapidly breathing. After several attempts to slowly bond him with Clark, it was decided that it wasn’t worth the stress. His new family thankfully didn’t mind having a lone bunny.

Finally…we have Cupcake…ohhh Cupcake. A big and beautiful brown lop. She was also rehomed to a single rabbit home and is actually used to introduce little kids to the care of rabbits and fun facts about them. She loves people and pets and attention. She HATES other rabbits. The minute she saw another rabbit she became RAGE INCARNATE and after putting two cat carriers face to face to try to get her used to the presence of other rabbits without any risk of harm…she tried furiously biting the bars of her carrier. Humans= love. Rabbits= rage.

So as you can see rabbits can be with other rabbits, but they can also do much better on their own. It all depends on their personality. They’re unique and independant. Those who belive rabbits are cut from the same mold clearly need to spend a few more year learning about these fuzzy balls of love and destruction.

If you think someone is mitreating their rabbits then a word of advice

1. Have actual proof and evidence and don’t just assume based on one post that they’re in a bad situation

2. Approach the owner in a firendly and HELPFUL way. Do NOT bully them and act mean or cruel

3. Don’t base your “knowledge” on a Google search. I have been caring for rabbits for about 10 years and even now I do not force my knowledge at others. Should someone ask me I would be happy to help them

4. ALWAYS compliment the bun. ALL buns deserve compliments


Synopsis: He still has to be chased, even when he is right next to her.

Length: 5734 words

Content Warning:  Rated T for language.

Notes: I have a big fat fucking art block again so here I am, writing some travelling SS headcanons down. I’ve been listening to a lot of Jessie Ware while I was writing this so get ready for a lot of relationship-related shenanigans. *wiggles around*

I. The Land of Wind

“I love you,” she says, out of the blue.

Her words catch him off guard and he freezes, unsure if he’d heard right.

They’d been standing together and surveying the vast expanse of sand that stretched out for miles beneath their feet. The stars that guided their way through the desert twinkled good-naturedly above them. The wind had picked up at that very moment, temporarily soothing the skin of his heated face.

He turns his head to look at her. Light green eyes, full of sincerity and a little of what he thinks is hope, steadily meet his gaze. There was no trace of irony, no hint of a smirk playing on her lips, no playful revising of her words in the seconds that followed. The way she said it was like how one would state what the weather was like today or if a particular meal had agreed with them or not- a simple fact.

It is a part of Sakura that he would never be able to understand. To her, this sentiment was a constant in her life, fixed to her (by perhaps some unknown entity with a twisted sense of humor) like the sun and moon were to day and night. To him, it was an unnatural, illogical, and most of all, terrifying variable.

Finding it difficult to look at her anymore, he turns his attention back to the distant horizon and tries to distract himself with other thoughts. He knows he should be grateful but in a way it irritates him to see that she thinks he is like some lovesick puppy, always wanting this constant, blatant reaffirmation of her love for him.

But what he hates, what he absolutely despises, is the fact that deep down he knows it to be true.

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ohsorrywho  asked:

Hello, I’m currently studying at a community college in Arizona. I was suppose to finish the second year of my AA in Washington but my dad said that he would not support me what-so-ever if I didn’t move with my family to AZ. Im going to transfer to ASU next year and I want to be independent from my dad because I don’t want to be controlled. Do you have any advice on how to live independently and how to save up? Just any advice will help. Thank you

I am so proud of you for sticking up for yourself and following your dreams. That’s so unfair of your father to use finances as way to try to control you, and I love that you’re fighting for your independence. Stay strong! Keep us updated. 💖

Living On Your Own (For the First Time)

1. PKW. Phone, keys, wallet. Every time you go anywhere. Check twice. The worst part of living on your own is having to rely on yourself to never forget to lock yourself out or leave your wallet at a sandwich shop in a mall. Make absolutely sure you have duplicates of your keys (I would get a couple made) and give one to a friend who lives nearby who you can count on. I also like to keep an extra set inside the apartment itself in a secure place, just in case. Your landlord can let you in during office hours, but giving a key to a trustworthy friend helps you 24/7.

2. Cleaning routine. You don’t have to sit down at a writing desk and draft this out, but spend a few minutes coming up with a basic cleaning regime for you to follow. It’s definitely easier to do a little each day, but if that doesn’t work for your schedule set aside at least an hour and a half during your time off to get your apartment spotless. I don’t know about you, but whenever I deep clean my apartment I feel like I’m living in a hotel for a day, and I absolutely love it.

3. Make a “moving” shopping list.This is everything you will need (minus food) for your first week at your new place. First aid kit, cleaning supplies, tape, cat food, etc. Your first week moving into your new place will be stressful enough, you don’t want to be halfway through setting up your living room and realize that you forgot to buy trash bags.

4. Secure yourself. I’m not the most agile or fast person in the world, and I do live in a mid-sized city that has a good deal of crime. The apartment complex I live in is very safe, but I still like to double lock my front door at night. It might be smart to keep some pepper spray or a baseball bat somewhere in your apartment, just in case.

5. Stay social. Even the most anti-social person gets lonely. Make sure to hang out with your friends, not just your co-workers, your actual friends. Get out off your apartment every few days and go see a movie, get a cup of coffee, go people watching at the park, etc. It’s easy to get depressed if you’re living alone and doing the same things the same way every day- allow yourself to mix it up.

6. Meal prep. It can be stressful and seem useless to cook complicated or “fancy” meals when you’re living on your own. Plan your meals for the week and make a list before going shopping. Get yourself enough food to make a variety of dinners that will only take you fifteen minutes. If you do want to go crazy and make steak and mashed potatoes for yourself, make enough for two meals. Also, nobody is going to think poorly of you for stocking your fridge with a couple frozen dinners.

7. Customer service. Living alone means that you are going to be doing a lot of talking to customer service representatives. Get comfortable talking to people over the phone. Tell the rep what you need as quickly as you can, and try to be polite because customer service at a phone center is a garbage job that doesn’t pay well. On the flip side, don’t be afraid to ask for a manager if you’re upset or unhappy with your service. Take their survey at the end of your phone call, tell them how unhappy you are. It’s someone’s shitty job to look at all those surveys, no complaint goes unheard. Companies with great phone service: Verizon, Apple, Amazon. Companies with awful phone service: USPS (literally the worst), electric companies, health insurance companies.

8. Guest space. This is not required, but it’s a good idea to have some sort of space for a friend to stay the night. A friend of mine had a bad breakup, showed up at my apartment with ten minute’s notice, and then fell asleep on my couch after an hour of crying. It as 7:30! Whatever, she needed it. Keep an extra blanket and pillow in your closet, I like to keep travel sized shampoos and conditioners in my bathroom cabinet on the off chance a guest wants to use my shower. I got these at a hotel for free, but they’re available at CVS and other pharmacies.

9. Toilet paper. Don’t let yourself run out of toilet paper! I like to buy more when I notice I only have one roll left. The same deal goes for paper towels.

10. Enjoy. Living on your own is simoltaneously exciting and exhausting, but an all around must-have experience. Enjoy the freedom to forget to make the bed, to decorate your bathroom however you want, to have ice cream for dinner, to watch reruns of Friends and cry when Rachel decides to move to France. Make sure to give yourself lots of space to move at your own pace, but please remember to eat three meals a day and to go to the doctor’s for a checkup at least once a year!

Saving Money

1. Cut unnecessary purchases out of your life. Pretty straightforward, but effective. Think about the products in your life that you consider to be “luxury” items. Maybe that’s a cup of Starbucks coffee every morning, maybe that’s getting a manicure or pedicure every two weeks, maybe that’s subscribing to Apple Music every month. If it’s not essential to your well-being, get rid of it.

2. Downgrade the luxury. If you can’t give up your morning cup of Joe because it’ll decrease your performance at school/work, start finding it from a cheaper source. For example- choose Dunkin instead of Starbucks. If you want pretty nails, buy nail polis and do it yourself. The same goes for everything else.

3. Go grocery shopping on a limited basis. Can you make it a month without buying any additional groceries/toiletries? Make a master list of everything you need and stick to it. Buy necessities like toilet paper and paper towels in bulk so you won’t run out. Buy bulk meat, rice, pasta, what have you. Divide them into meal sized portions, and freeze what you won’t eat immediately. 

4. Plan your meals. Plan all of your meals out for the next week, and stick to it. Type it up on a calendar with sparkles or whatever and stick it on your fridge. If you have a meal already planned, you won’t be tempted to go out to Panera. Meal Prep! If you have no energy after work/school to make yourself a meal, meal prep when you have the energy to save yourself the trouble later. I recommend meal prep is one of the first things you should do on your day off, so that you don’t get discourage and “forget” to later in the day. Treat it as a chore.

5. Choose store brands. When shopping, save money by choosing store brands over name brands every time. This is my number one tip for saving money while shopping!

6. Tell your friends. Tell your friends that you’re trying to save money! Tell them that you’re having difficultly and to help prevent you from spending money when you go out. That doesn’t mean that you can’t go shopping and provide moral support, but if they know you’re trying to save money they can help remind you during your weakest moments. No you don’t need those shoes.

7. Budget. Decide on your budget and figure out how much money you can save on a monthly basis. Saving even $25 is still saving money! Start moving any money you haven’t budgeted for living expenses immediately into your savings account so that you’re not tempted to touch it. Use it only for emergency purposes.

Good luck!! 💕

as a thank you to @mattweasly since you donated to me and were so sweet, as a thank you here is a one shot about your fave boys daryl and paul in the uni au :3

           “I’m sorry, I just don’t see how this is art.” Tara chuckled, chewing on her pizza as Paul looked at the photo he had just snapped of her on his camera. It was a nice one too, she was mid bite, her eyes crinkled from the laughter that was coming out from her as she tried to eat. Her short brown hair was tied up best it could be, but she had many flyaway strands falling from it.

           “That’s why you’re not an art student.” He mumbled, glancing up at her to grin, his eyes twinkling. Tara smiled back, shaking her head, moving over when Glenn walked over, moving his hat so it was backwards. “Hey, we should really start paying for our pizza.”

           Glenn shrugged. “What my boss doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” he nodded at Paul. “Hey, why are you even still working man? It’s spring break.” He undid his apron for his break that was just starting, leaning back into the booth and sighing in relaxation.

           Paul put his camera down and took a slice of his vegetarian pizza, taking a bite and chewing it on it softly. “Art isn’t work,” he said easily. “I like it.” He brought his hand up to rub it on his face, the beginnings of a beard starting to form. Paul was trying a new look, his hair was long enough to tuck behind his ears, and have the ends of it escape his beanie, but not enough to pull back yet.

           The door of the pizza place opened and making the bell sound, and Glenn and Tara looked over Paul’s head with interest. When Tara grinned, Paul frowned and followed their gaze, turning to look over his shoulder. Walking into the joint, looking like they owned the place, was Rick Grimes and company. Paul always looked at them with a little bit of awe in his eyes. It was like everything moved in slow motion when they walked forward. Paul went to high school with them as well, and though they were a little scattered over universities, since Rick and his crew were one year older, they still remained in the town.

           Rick’s group hadn’t changed since high school, they were something between the sports crew and the badasses, while Paul, Tara, and Glenn were somewhere between the art student squad and the ‘I don’t know what the hell I’m doing’ squad.

           Rick was in a school to become a cop, but you would never know by the way he was dressed or how he looked. He was rugged and handsome, dressed in fitting jeans and a leather jacket zipped up to his throat, his hair messy and a fuller scruff than Paul had. Considering all the trouble he and his best friend Daryl had cooked up when they were in high school, people thought Rick would purse something other than becoming a police officer.

           Maggie was Glenn’s girlfriend, and she alternated between groups, spending a lot of time with Paul’s group, and her time when Glenn was working with her own. Paul adored Maggie, she was the daughter of a farmer, and she, Sasha and Rosita had made a name for themselves as becoming their own very special kind of badasses. No one fucked around with those girls, not one boy sent a cat call their way, and not one girl tried to pick a fight with any of them. Paul admired Maggie, and since she was dating Glenn had become very close with her.  

           Mostly though, Paul couldn’t stop looking at them because of Daryl freaking Dixon.

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crap my best friends’ siblings say starters

because you can never have enough of the siblings.


  • “I feel like I ate for twenty years.”
  • “I’m a woman. Woman needs purse.”
  • “Debate club is gonna be lit this year.”
  • “I know, you’re just like me. Embrace it. I’m a pretty awesome person.”
  • “On the count of three, everybody levitate.”
  • “Remember when I thought there was a dancing lobster in Grease?”
  • “There’s no way to run into the ocean looking sexy.”
  • “Let’s see how far out we can go until we die.”
  • “Let’s take the subway to Hawaii.”
  • “But it’s funnier to say drown-ded.”
  • “It’s time for Mondays to go away.”
  • “I’m gonna open a zoo but it’s just gonna be a bunch of geckos.”
  • “Sometimes I feel like my teeth are weird.”
  • “I may pee when Wonder Woman comes on.”
  • “I just farted and burped at the same time.”
  • “I don’t remember anybody’s name, you’re lucky I remember yours.”
  • “You’re the reason I drink my life away.”
  • “All this generation is is Cheetos and phones.”
  • “Dunkel your uncle.”
  • “You don’t want that cake, someone touched it. It was Jimmy, the guy who touches all the cakes.”
  • “Am I Cuban?”
  • “I’m sorry I’m not a ninja!”
  • “Rocky’s on drugs.”
  • “All my friends are blonde.”
  • “Peace, love, Jesus fish tambourine.”
  • “Too bad Mom threw it in the TRASH.”
  • “Wow, Adam Lambert, I hope nobody here has epilepsy.”
  • “I heard she doesn’t have enough money to go to school so she works for Santa.”
  • “If a boy likes you, he should tell you, not go around saying he likes you to all of his friends.”
  • “Ariana Grande reminds me of a cat.”
  • “Learn?! Learn what? I’m eleven!”
  • “The worst part about getting candy is finishing it.”
  • “I’m so full I feel like crying.”
  • “Whenever I think of Kelly Clarkson, I think of that album cover of her, like, caressing her foot or something?”
  • “I hope I booty-bump you into a knife.”
  • “Screw you, AIDS.”
  • “Freaking flying mayonnaise cows.”
  • “Do little boys, like, swordfight with their P?”
  • “I got his number, so we’re getting married.”
  • “I really want eight legs and a child.”
  • “So you’re gonna kidnap a child and beat it with eight severed legs?”
  • “My flesh is like a pineapple.”
  • “If you have any butt sweat, don’t sit there.”
  • “Great, now I feel salad.”
  • “Genocide is bad, but I guess homicide is okay.”
  • “Oh, snapadoodle.”
  • “Oh my god, how can you not like Mickey Mouse?? Are you a communist?”


  • “You only live one time. You know, like they say, YOLOT.”
  • “Don’t stand around on your phone or else I’m gonna get pissed and fart on you.”
  • ”Hammy it.”
  • “Hi, I’m dollar bill.”
  • “I’m the chief hockenduke reincarnate.”
  • “If we’re running, don’t point me in the direction you’re going. I will follow you and it will make me 1.1 miles away from home.”
  • “Yes I did, stop crying.”
  • “Put the cereal in the dishwasher.”
  • “This pie is on the fleek.”
  • “Last night, I declared myself the king of forever.”
  • “Their buttholes are fantastic.”
  • “I hate when people eat their scabs. They need to go to scabhab.”
  • “Don’t punch the baby.”
  • “Listen to my words: no.”
  • “Not sure what this is. Could be meat, could be insect. Meatsect.”
  • “I’m gonna fight Pam.”
  • “Not all men smell bad, have bad fashion sense, and sweat too much. Just the straight ones.”
  • “Put your hands on my jeans with your teenage hands.”
Beauty and the Beast (4)

I hope you’re all enjoying this fic, sorry that I’ve been slower to update than usual. I’m working on two fics on AO3 and working on some other projects so it’s been a little hectic :) Thank you all for your patience. Previous chapters are listed here: 1 2 3


His prisoner sat across from him, his eyes wild about the table. Baz could tell Simon was hungry; it was depressing to realize that was the only reason he was there. Still, he was there and Baz had to attempt to make a good impression if he wanted any hope of breaking the curse.

Niall was leading the trays into the room and helping Dev carry the plates onto the table. Normally Baz would have served himself but tonight he was trying to come off as the prince he was supposed to be. Manners had not been something he’d had to consider for many years but he needed to make an effort now to call upon them. Simon looked jumpy and restless. Given Simon’s nervousness, the last thing Baz needed to do was act like the beast he appeared to be. 

“You know, we usually sing for Baz during dinner,” Niall said.

“That is a lie,” Baz said.

Dev shook his head.

“Mr. Snow, please do not listen to my friend here, we are not the singing type.”

Simon smiled at the two of them, obviously amused by the bickering. It wasn’t a big smile and it wasn’t like he had perfectly white teeth or anything like that, yet Baz felt a surge of admiration just the same. This new sensation was troubling for him; in fact, his natural inclination would have been to resist it. But with time running out and a household of people depending on him, he couldn’t really set his feelings aside.

“I hope you enjoy the food here,” Baz said.

Simon’s eyes widened.

“Oh, uh yes. I’m sure I will.”

The table was set and ready for them to eat. Baz felt hesitant. He knew his fangs had already been made obvious to Simon but eating was always a ghastly affair for him. His fangs didn’t end cutely at the tip of his bottom lip like they might on a cat. For Baz, his fangs were long and terrifying, a feature that increased in severity during mealtimes. He was about to apologize in advance for what was going to be an animalistic display when he noticed that Simon had wasted no time getting into the food. Simon’s plate had been overloaded with meat and potatoes and his mouth looked as if it had an entire serving shoved inside it.

Baz frowned. In his fantasies he’d always imagined falling for a man of grace. If Simon Snow were indeed the one for him, then he certainly wasn’t going to get his fantasy.

“I suppose I’ve been away from the village for a long time,” Baz murmured.

“What do you mean?” Simon asked.

“I’ve just never seen someone eat like you do.”

Simon’s face went red. After the embarrassment passed, his mouth turned down into a scowl.

“Who are you to judge?”

Baz flinched as he realized Simon was referring to the grotesque length his fangs had reached. He could feel the points touching the center of his chin. He supposed it was a fair comeback, but it still stung.

“Yes, it’s funny isn’t it? A monster like me somehow has better table manners than a gentleman like yourself.”

Simon looked down at his food, his expression indicating that he was deciding whether or not the food was worth weathering the company. 

“I thought we might try to be civil to one another,” Simon mumbled, “We are going to be spending a lot of time together.”

Baz sighed.

“You’re right. It’s just that I’m not used to having company, especially company like you.”

“Uncultured, you mean?” Simon asked.

“No, authentic.”

Simon raised his eyebrows.

“Are you complimenting me?”

Baz rolled his eyes.

“Barely. I still think you eat like a pig.”

Simon laughed. The sound was strange to hear for Baz. He hadn’t heard anyone laugh in earnest at the castle in a very long time. For some strange reason it reminded Baz of his mother. Although certainly more serious than Simon seemed to be, she also laughed at the oddest of times. The effect of the sound went beyond just Baz. He could sense the energy in his friends lifting, the buzz of elation slowly spreading throughout the room. Perhaps Simon really was changing things for the better.

“Still,” Simon interrupted, “I’m not sure authentic is really the right word to describe me. You barely know me.”

“I have a feeling that won’t be true for long,” Baz said.

“I’ve let a lot of people down by signing up for this,” Simon said, gesturing to the castle with his hand.

“How so?”

Simon sighed.

“I’m the most powerful mage of my time. I’m supposed to be protecting everyone. Not dining in strange castles under even stranger circumstances.”

Baz frowned.

“Protect them from what?”

Simon bit his lip.

“I’m not really sure. The prophecies say that something evil is coming, something that wants to keep magic for itself. I’m the only one that can stop it.”

Baz glanced at the food on the corner of Simon’s mouth and the utter disarray of his plate. 

“Okay, I get it. I don’t look like it, but I promise I’m the Chosen One.”

Baz smiled mockingly.

“The Chosen One, isn’t that a tired phrase?”

“I didn’t choose it,” Simon muttered, obviously annoyed.

Baz could feel the walls coming down in the conversation. Simon didn’t want to go into further detail about his past and Baz didn’t want to get further into Simon. He felt nervy and exhausted by the short bit of conversation they’d already had. All in all, Baz considered it to be a mild success. He didn’t feel like pushing his luck any further for the evening.

He stood up quickly to excuse himself. His standing up seemed to startle Simon, causing him grab at his side. The movement seemed strange until Baz remembered that Simon kept a sword there sometimes. Hurt flashed across his face before he could control it as he realized Simon had reacted out of fear. Fear of him, the Beast. He watched as Simon read Baz’s emotions right off of his face.

“I-I’m sorry. It was instinctual. I’m actually very jumpy,” Simon said.

Baz put up a hand to stop Simon’s apology. 

“It’s fine. I know how unpleasant I can be.”

Simon stood up.

“That isn’t what I meant, I only meant that I-“

“Goodnight Simon,” Baz said, cutting him off.

As he walked out of the room Simon put a hand out to stop him. For a moment Simon’s warm hand gripped Baz’s arm. The sensation felt pleasant, the first touch from a human that Baz had received in a very long time. But it was a touch out of guilt and pity; that knowledge made Baz recoil against it, ripping his arm out of Simon’s grip.

“Try to remember that you are not a common guest here,” Baz hissed, “You are my prisoner. It is in your best interest to realize your place here.”

He saw Simon’s expression flatten, watched all the emotion in his face die off. Baz had thought pity was the worst thing to see in Simon’s eyes. He had been wrong. Before he could make the situation worse, he stormed out of the dining room.

It was stupid of him to think anything could happen between them. Simon was a warm and attractive man, full of honor and loyal to his responsibilities. Even if Baz weren’t a monster, even if he could reveal himself as the prince he had once been, it wouldn’t matter. Baz was the man who had taken away Simon’s freedom, who’d forced him to carry out a sentence for a crime that his father had committed. No matter the circumstance, Baz would always be the person who took everything away from Simon. A couple of good conversations and some supportive furniture couldn’t change any of that. 

He walked over to the rose and touched the glass longingly. This was the first time he’d ever truly wanted to break the spell, the first time he felt there might be something worth fighting for. But somehow, he felt further away from breaking the spell than he ever had before.

As he walked away for bed, another rose petal fell.  

Tired by Fun, it Makes Me Blue

“The circus is in town!” Raven growled as the howl reverberated through the tower, disrupting her meditation.

“The circus is in town, the circus is in town!” Beast Boy continued chanting at the top of his lungs, and with a sigh, she alighted on the floor of her room. There was no way she was going to be able to continue meditating now. Especially since in one, two, three…

“Raven! C'mon, the circus is in town, we’ve gotta go!” The words, accompanied by a loud knock, arrived at her door. She opened it and glared down at the boy. He grinned up at her, eyes wide and pleading.

“No.” Was all she uttered, before slamming the door again. While she had come a long way, and even enjoyed the occasional outing with the team now, a circus sounded more like torture than actual fun. Loud people, bright lights, clowns… The circus seemed like someone had taken a list of everything Raven didn’t like, and set out to craft something based on nothing but. In short, the circus was Raven specific torture, and she had no desire to subject herself to it.

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  • ❝ Uh, do whatever you want, I'm super dead! ❞
  • ❝ You have a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important. ❞
  • ❝ Ring ring, hello? Oh, hold on, it's for you - it's second place. ❞
  • ❝ You know that I ain't bragging. ❞
  • ❝ I'm reading this from Wikipedia, so it has to be true. ❞
  • ❝ Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot. ❞
  • ❝ I bet I've got til lunch at least before everyone sees I'm a spaz! ❞
  • ❝ I'm not very hungry - just gimme a double Polar Burger with everything and a cherry soda with chocolate ice cream. ❞
  • ❝ Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo! ❞
  • ❝ Hey turn around, bend over, I'll show you where my shoe fits. ❞
  • ❝ Is that unfair? -- Oh wait, I don't care. ❞
  • ❝ The truth is that you're such a dork, you kinda make it cool. ❞
  • ❝ We got more balls than the team we cheer for! ❞
  • ❝ Miss Goody Two Shoes makes me wanna barf. ❞
  • ❝ Even mocking cheerleaders cannot hide the emptiness in my soul. ❞
  • ❝ They're dogs! No! Lower than that, they're fleas on dogs! ❞
  • ❝ I'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me. ❞
  • ❝ The dinosaurs choked on the dust, they died because God said they must. ❞
  • ❝ Happy kitties, sleepy puppies, tiny duckies, sparkly ponies... ❞
  • ❝ My teen angst bullshit has a body count. ❞
  • ❝ Give my love to the leprechauns. ❞
  • ❝ I thought you were a spoiled, rich, uptight little white bitch now I think you're just white. ❞
  • ❝ I am tired of living alone with my cat! ❞
  • ❝ You drink a lot of Red Bull, don't you? ❞
  • ❝ If I get blood on the carpet my mother will kill me. ❞
  • ❝ Some say that I'm a pompous creep - somehow I don't lose that much sleep. ❞
  • ❝ Such a blunder. Sometimes it makes me wonder why I even bring the thunder. ❞
  • ❝ Shakin' at the high school hop. ❞
  • ❝ I've got lots of experience with not fitting in. Do you need some pointers? ❞
  • ❝ Ugh. You've got a left hand, use it. ❞
  • ❝ Showing up here took some guts, time to rip 'em out. ❞
  • ❝ Keep that pelvis far from me! ❞
  • ❝ Thanks, but I don't need voices in my head today. ❞
  • ❝ You don't wanna hear all the horny details. ❞
  • ❝ I gotta go get my asthma spray... ❞
  • ❝ Your perfume smells like your daddy's got money. ❞
  • ❝ Does your mommy know you eat all this crap? ❞
  • ❝ Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply. ❞
  • ❝ Language, honey child, please. ❞
  • ❝ Like a beautiful blonde pineapple. ❞
  • ❝ I don't rat my hair! ❞
  • ❝ My dog speaks more eloquently than thee. ❞
  • ❝ Damn, you're in worse shape than the national debt is in. ❞
  • ❝ You're my last meal on death row. ❞
  • ❝ I've got a big butt, well so what? It's good as any other! ❞
  • ❝ I led a protest march against insensitive cartoons! ❞
  • ❝ Some people are SO touchy. ❞
  • ❝ Mama gave birth to the hand-jive. ❞
  • ❝ It's hot in here and kinda smells like someone wet the bed... ❞
  • ❝ Oh... I wanted to answer the puppy question? ❞
  • ❝ You're absolutely right - should have shot him in the mouth, that would've shut him up. ❞
  • ❝ I haven't slept since 1992. ❞
  • ❝ Malum in se is an action evil in itself. Assault, murder, white shoes after labor day. ❞
  • ❝ You need a cite a more specific grievance. Here's an itemized list of all these years of diagreements. ❞
  • ❝ Donate my car to crippled kids, or to those ghetto moms on crack. ❞
  • ❝ I'm, like, gonna cry - I got tears comin' outta my nose! ❞
  • ❝ Keep your filthy paws off of my silky drawers. ❞
  • ❝ Color me stoked. ❞
  • ❝ Yo, who the f is this? ❞
  • ❝ You've got the best friggin shoes! ❞
  • ❝ Keep it positive as you slap her to the floor! ❞
  • ❝ Come on! Let's go krunkin' in the parking lot! ❞
  • ❝ I've come of age to be a raging castrating bitch! ❞
  • ❝ I'll be Socrates throwing verbal rocks at these mediocrities. ❞
  • ❝ Really stick it to the phallocentric war machine! ❞
  • ❝ Must we all descend into madness? ❞
  • ❝ It's a work of genius. I couldn't undo it if I tried.... and I tried. ❞
  • ❝ Dear God... it's scented. ❞
  • ❝ Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. ❞
  • ❝ So go on, here's my head, just hit it with a rock. ❞
  • ❝ I want a devil in skin tight leather. ❞
  • ❝ You've come so far why now are you pulling on my dick? ❞
  • ❝ You know, for a greasy little nobody, you do have good bone structure. ❞
  • ❝ You ain't never caught a rabbit. ❞
  • ❝ Honestly, it's kind of draining... ❞
  • ❝ I just did what you wished you could but you don't have the balls. ❞
  • ❝ I'm dazzling! Magnificent! I am the one percent! ❞
  • ❝ Now what I'm going to say may seem indelicate... ❞
  • ❝ I'm gonna French kiss with tongue like I dreamed I'd do - and not just with my pillow! ❞
  • ❝ It's like hearing a ticking sound coming from unmarked packages! ❞
  • ❝ Someone's had their morning coffee... ❞
  • ❝ We're what killed the dinosaurs! ❞
  • ❝ I don't know what you heard, but whatever it is, they started it. ❞
  • ❝ Fine, okay, I'm gay! ❞
  • ❝ You can set my bones and I know CPR. ❞
  • ❝ Immigrants - we get the job done. ❞
  • ❝ Man. What rich, romantic planet are you from? ❞
  • ❝ Whaaaaaaat. ❞
  • ❝ What can I say? I'm a sucker for a happy ending. ❞
  • ❝ Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. ❞
  • ❝ Awesome... wow. ❞
  • ❝ I'm bigger than John Lennon! ❞
  • ❝ I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love. ❞
  • ❝ If you're going for mediocre, you've done great! ❞
  • ❝ Alright, we can't break out of here, but we sure can break a sweat! ❞
  • ❝ Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky. ❞
  • ❝ It's got groove! It's got meaning! ❞
  • ❝ When I fight I make the other side panicky! ❞
  • ❝ That is a metro hetero jerk! ❞
  • ❝ Love is like forever this is no time to economize! ❞
  • ❝ Their thinkin' is stinkin' and a little outdated. ❞
  • ❝ I'm probably too cool for you, so friend request denied. ❞
  • ❝ You're on Jiffy Pop detail. ❞
  • ❝ I don't have to always be right - when I'm with you, I just am. ❞
  • ❝ I'm raisin' hell and I'm a felon in a four foot frame. ❞
  • ❝ Guys who wear that get beat up on my street. ❞
  • ❝ It's like making love to you all night, NO WAIT! It feels so much better! ❞
  • ❝ No sleep for you, better chug that Mountain Dew. ❞
  • ❝ All I got was a running nose and Asiatic flu. ❞
  • ❝ You ain't no friend of mine. ❞
  • ❝ We have fought on like, seventy-five different fronts. ❞
  • ❝ I'm not freaking out, I'm really okay, I'm totally chill. ❞
  • ❝ If your Irish boy tires of you, you're allowed to shoot him in the knees. ❞
  • ❝ You ever see somebody ruin their own life? ❞
  • ❝ The more you jump around and scream, the sexier you seem. ❞
  • ❝ Peachy keen, jellybean. ❞
  • ❝ Both your hair and shoes are flat. ❞
  • ❝ Lookin' hot, Cream of Mushroom! ❞

Hello again. Just like I promised I would like to introduce our grow-up girls.


  • Sakamaki Yume (逆巻 ゆめ) - joyful singer. Always happy and cheerful. Very noisy, laughts long and loud. A bit lazy. She has two faces: a sleepyhead and a hyperactive element of chaos. She spends her time on the evident avoidance of her duties. Speaks through sleep.
  • Sakamaki Kusuri (逆巻 くすり) - fragile, neurotic girl. She is obsessed with her own mistakes - she can’t forgive herself any error. Wants to be her parent’s perfect daughter but she isn’t as talented as her father. She doesn’t see her advantages (great cook, amazing drawing skills, good heart get from her mom). Does her best to keep positive but every mistake triggers a panic attack. Doesn’t expect much from others (doesn’t want anybody to feel like she feels) - other often use it aganist her. As child she used to go out and play in the garden, as older girl she prefers being in her room and drawing/reading. She is able to sense the emotions of others very well. Has very strong cynophobia (when she was 5 a dog ripped her kitty out of her arms and almost killed it - cat is alive but it has lost it’s right eye and one paw). Her father suspects that she can have some kind of mental illness (she often behaves in really weird, incomprehensible way) so he keeps his eyes on her. She dreams about good husband and a few of children.
  • Sakamaki Miwa (逆巻 みわ) - lonely beautiful. She is really pretty girl and she knows that but she isn’t conceited. She takes care of her look in a sensible way. Boys like her but she is annoyed everyone seems to care only about her face. She is clever girl, very interested in botany but can’t find anybody who would talk with her about her interests. Can and likes doing knitting and decoupage.
  • Sakamaki Sawa (逆巻 さわ), better knows as Kukki (くっきい) - very childish girl. She loves children and prefers to spend her time with them. Wants to have A LOT OF kids. Finds adult world boring and sad - doesn’t want to be part of it and runs away into plays. Sweet tooth. Hates when someone is crying. She has basic sewing skills. She is afraid of storm.
  • Sakamaki Mari (逆巻 まり) - helpful tomboy. Not very clever but she makes up for by a good heart and cheerful personality. Impulsive, first doing, then thinking. She often gets into trouble. She hears cry - she has to help. She see sad face - she wants help. Doesn’t care about danger and risk. Often break the rules (”There are more important things than some stupid, fanciful rules!”) Pretty stubborn, always do everything in her own way. Loves bunnies and frogs. Dyslexic.
  • Sakamaki Haruka (逆巻 はるか) - quiet writer. She seems to  live in another world but in fact she watches and analyzes everything and has her feet on the ground. Reasonable and peaceful. She write short stories (mainly surreal and innocent love stories) because she noticed she usually doesn’t end anything longer than two pages. Generally she has a lot of problems with ending what she starts. Sometimes visits her grandmother (she wish Christa was in stable state more often).


  • Mukami Minori (無神 みのり) - weirdo. Nobody understand her way of thinking (besides her father but also he sometimes has a problem with it as well). Doesn’t talk much (she said her first words of the age 5). Her parents suspected she was an autistic kid, but fortunately she isn’t an autistic or very impaired person - she is just very introverted girl. Her IQ is average but she is a mathematical savant - a human calculator, calender and clock. Loves hamsters and puzzle.
  • Mukami Yuko (無神 ゆうこ) - cheerful, noisy girl. Likes dancing (but only ballroom styles - her favourite is waltz). Loves jewelry (except necklaces - when she was 5 and vivsited an amusement park her necklace hooked up the protruding element on the carousel and hurted her). Cartoon maniac.
  • Mukami Yuina (無神 ゆいな) - nature lover. She keeps bringing home every abandoned animal what is very troublesome. Vegetarian (but respects people eating meat). She want ot be vet. Likes helping her father in garden. Her favourite animals are chickens and cows. She can play the recorder flute.
  • Mukami Kurisutina (無神 クリスティーナ) - very sensitive girl. She was a very sickly child. Her weak condition caused she had a frequent contact with a lot of doctors so she developed a desire to be one of them and take care about weaker people. Unfortunately she can’t stand the view of drastic injuries so she decited to become “only” nurse. She has two canary birds.


  • Tsukinami Hitomi (月浪 ひとみ) - human obsessed. She wants to be as much human as it is possible. Believes theirs feelings are the deepest and truest among the intelligent creatures. Prefers to spend her free time in a city and watching people (especialy her age-mates). She collects teen magazines (even though she finds many things inside of them stupid). She likes shojo- and josei-manga.
  • Tsukinami Eve (月浪 イブ) - cheerful, optimistic prankster. She is a bit selfish and complains a lot. Likes to be in the spotlight. Mistress of incisive comments. She is into creepypastas and dark legends. Loves frightening others. Confident. Eats a lot. She likes hair clips and pink clothes. Has a weak spot for little, fluffy pets. She is sad very rarely but when she is - she falls into the real despair. Has three black rats.

Kino doesn’t use any last name so his daughter use Yui’s name:

  • Komori Martha (小森 マーサ) - as child often described as “mini-Yui”. Very similar to her mom in behawior. She is very undecided. She always has problems with making choice. Likes cooking. She loves her grandfather Seiji very much. Wants to have a pet (no matter what kind) but she has an awful allergy so she owns aquarium with 5 fish inside.


So… What do you think about them? Girls: which one would be your friend? Boys: would you like to date one of them?

I think about creating a heroine (reverse-harem game) and a hero (harem game) characters… Maybe we could create some scenarios? Would be anybody interest? I have some ideas. I thought about taking request, maybe some question-box… I don’t know… Nevermind! I hope you still enjoy my art.


Diabolik Lovers belongs to Rejet.

Yui Komori and Sakamakis, Mukamis, Tsukinamis and Kino belong to Rejet.

Art, concept and design of the girls belong to PokoYahoo. I don’t mind you use it - but please: remember about crediting me and (the most important) SHOWING TO ME YOUR ARTWORK!

Falling to Pieces

Nalu Fluff Week day 7 - Fairy tales- Mythology

Co-written by @bloodredruby and @watchmist1412

Words ~ 6600

Rated T

Genres: Fluff with some angst

Summary:  The first time he saw her she was lying in the cold forest ground, heavily injured with no indication of who she was and where she came from. Natsu certainly did not know his life would change from that moment on. More than he could ever imagine.


The first time Natsu saw her she was lying bloodied and unconscious on the ground and he didn’t know who or what did it.


Natsu was going for his usual morning stroll around the edge of the forest. Not too far away from his house but not too deep in the dark woods either. He wouldn’t go inside the forest on his own, he wasn’t that stupid -even if his friends suggested otherwise. In fact, Natsu was pretty careful when it came to the forest. It was very dangerous to go alone without backup or the appropriate equipment.

The forest was pretty much a mystery to the citizens of Magnolia. It was said that mythical creatures run around at night that wanted to eat your soul and leave you for dead. Creatures that made you lose your way, making you run around in circles until you were tired enough for them to attack. They said that if you stayed long enough you could see glowing gold eyes watching you from the dark shadows and following your every move. Natsu didn’t believe any of these stuff. They were just stories to scare the children away from playing in the forest. Though he could admit, it did give out a pretty ominous vibe.

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