expect like a million things of them

Also, while talking about the situation with Pence and Hamilton right now, please keep in mind that it was a recipe for disaster from the start…..and that was more than likely intentional. 

The danger of Trump’s camp from the start has lain in people equating ‘over the top’ with ‘stupid’. They are anything but stupid. Every move they’ve made has been calculated, and I don’t doubt this was any different. There is no way, in the face of all the protests and sentiments expressed towards Trump and Pence since the election, that it didn’t occur to anyone that Pence going and seeing Hamilton of all things, would likely cause an uproar.

And what else happened yesterday of significance? Trump settled the lawsuit for fraud against Trump University….for over double what it was expected to settle for. Our president elect essentially admitted to defrauding people via Trump U, and paid $25 million dollars to settle it. This is utterly unprecedented. Also of note in the last couple of days was that the Trump hotel in DC held an event for foreign diplomats, in which it was made plain to them what benefits might come from diplomats making use of the Trump hotel when visiting DC. After all, what better way to ingratiate yourself with the US President you’re here to see, than to be able to say ‘oh I stayed at your lovely hotel?’ And what worse way to get off on the wrong foot than by admitting you stayed at one of his competitors? This is but one more of the MANY conflicts of interest at work with Trump’s presidency.

But Pence goes to see Hamilton, and predictably enough, he gets heckled and booed and that’s the story of the day, and Trump’s tweeting about it, and everyone’s focused on Trump tweeting about it and Pence getting booed…..and suddenly nobody’s talking about the MASSIVE story that is a president elect settling a fraud lawsuit for 25 million dollars and enticing foreign diplomats to use his hotel to get in his good graces.

See how that works? 

W&N Cresswell feels (Spoilers!)

Me yesterday, reading all the Cresswell scenes:

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Guys, I never expected in a million years, not only so much Cresswell in W&N, but SO MANY SHIPPER SCENES. And every single one was perfect. I wouldn’t change a thing! Just when I thought I couldn’t love Cresswell more:

- Cress calling Thorne “Carswell”. ^.^

- Thorne asking if Cress could use her hacking skills to his advantage at one point, and she goes, “I could. But I won’t.” and being all smug about it. Like, Cress wouldn’t do anything illegal just to please Thorne but Thorne isn’t even surprised. I’m sure similar scenes have already occurred before. I don’t know I just loved the whole panel.

- Them bantering about going to the gala. They are so cute and all sorts of adorable. I’m sure they couldn’t be cuter and more adorable if they tried. And it just shows how they interact in their relationship. I NEEDED THIS!!!

- The whole escort droid scene. Thorne going for the one that looks like Cress (because it’s modeled after her) and then totally falls in love … with the one that looks like him, haha. :D

- And seriously, can we talk about how Thorne looks when he thinks he angered Cress by suggesting going with “Cress”-bot instead? Cress is not a timid girl who can’t speak her mind. And Thorne is not the one who holds the power in the relationship. This is their post-“Winter” relationship and we got to see it!!!

- Thorne being all sorts of worried when Cress gets sick and takes care of her!!! THORNE - THE GUY WHO ONLY EVER LOOKED OUT FOR HIMSELF - TAKING CARE OF HIS GIRLFRIEND AND BEING ALL SORTS OF SWEET! *cries rainbow tears of joy* He prepared food “made with an extra helping of LOVE”! Like, this sentence is there and in black and white forever. I’m a hardcore Cresswell shipper and even I almost couldn’t handle the feels. *cries some more*

- Also, my poor pumpkin, always being sick. :( I mean it makes sense but still. But look at Thorne being all reassuring (“We still have our whole lives for me to show you the world”). Seriously, if any Cresswell shipper had been there with me, this would have been me:

Originally posted by animated-disney-gifs

I’m so sorry but I would have just screeched into your ears for hours, then cried and hugged you. Guys, our babies! Am I hallucinating? I was seriously scared to wake up and all of it was just an amazing dream BUT IT’S NOT!!!

- And then Thorne still goes on to say that “all the phlegm and mucus in the world couldn’t make [her] any less beautiful”!!!! *incoherent sounds*

- Thorne’s speech when he receives the medal and publicly announces what Cress means to him. “This medal is for you, Cress”. I don’t care anymore, I’m just screeching and fangirling but I think I deserve it. It’s like Marissa came down from some angel-rainbow-sunshine-island, floated to Earth just to give her loyal Cresswell shippers W&N, with harp music and a floaty dress. And she goes, “I’ve seen what you’ve been doing. The fanfics, the fanart, the headcanons. Yes, you and @lovelunarchron, and @regolithheart, and @shanlightyear and @nothingtoseehere-move-along (and I know I forgot tons of people so don’t be mad) but here, this is for you. You gave Cresswell life and now, Cresswell will give you life in return.” I mean the plan backfired, because now I’m dead instead, but I appreciate the sentiment. :P

- Thorne being worried, even frantic when he thinks something happened to Cress. “If you hurt her, I will skin you alive.” I live for this kinda Thorne who is so open and shows every raw emotion! *swoon*

- And then it’s Cress who saves the day because of course she does! Who would ever expect anything else? ^.^ And she’s so smart and Thorne likes his girls smart, we know that, we’ve seen it in CGTBL, so of course he has to kiss her (and she’s WEARING HIS SHIRT!). And give her his medal for “bravery and extraordinary heroism”. Guys, just bury me with these panels.

I’m now in happy Cresswell-shipper-fangirl heaven. I had one one-shot planned that would take place during the same time as W&N and while it’s not canon-compatible, I can still try to work in snippets and hints of what we see about their relationship. I’m so happy right now. My babies. ^.^

One Night

One night during 6th year, Harry couldn’t sleep and he got out of bed just after midnight to do what had become his daily routine, which is stalk Draco Malfoy while telling himself over and over again that “the git is up to something.”

So Harry finds him lurking in a dark empty corridor by himself. He gets there and sees Draco’s figure from a distance, but Draco keeps disappearing quickly. Harry becomes frustrated and then looks into the Marauder’s map and sees that now he’s gotten really close to him but he can’t find him. He turns his head in all directions and sees nothing.

As he’s looking around in suspense, Harry out of nowhere gets slammed against the wall and pinned by the chest. The startling movement causes him to drop the map and his wand with it. He looks over to see that Draco has got his left arm pressed on his chest while pointing his wand at him in his right hand. Harry freezes as he’s caught by surprise, feeling powerless by Draco’s grip and his terrifying glare. Draco comes closer to Harry’s face in a threatening way, making Harry’s legs go weak.

What in Merlin’s name do you think you’re doing, Potter? Following me around in the middle of the night?” Draco snaps, not really showing how scared he is of why Harry is following him.

Harry is shaken up, but tries to collect himself. “J-just, you know…” he quickly retorts “trying to find out what you’re doing creeping around here in the middle of the night?”

Draco’s heart jumps now that Harry appears to be onto him, but he’s also furious and threatens to curse him.

“You haven’t the slightest idea of what I’m going through, Potter, who I’m dealing with. I don’t need the added pressure of dealing with you too.” His eyes are filled with anger.

“What do you mean ‘who you’re dealing with’? What’s going on, Malfoy?” Harry asks so curiously, narrowing his eyes at him.

“What’s going on is none of your bloody business.” Draco realizes that he rambled. “Stay out of this, Potter. I mean it.” His eyes are not only filled with anger, but something else Harry noticed… fear.

Harry can clearly see that beyond his flaming expression, Draco is actually scared of something, someone. He is scared out of his mind. Harry is struck by this realization.

“You’re in trouble, aren’t you?” Harry finds himself saying, almost with a concern in his voice.

But Draco refuses to admit anything. He’s not going to let Harry get to him. He covers by threatening him again.

“The only one in trouble here is you, Potter, since you always just love sticking that bloody nose of yours where it doesn’t belong. Is that why you’re really here? Is that what you really want? Because I can give you trouble, you know.” He presses his wand against Harry’s neck as if he’s about to curse him this time.

But Harry, to Draco’s confusion, doesn’t fight back.

“Go ahead,” Harry says almost so innocently, locking his eyes with him. “if that’s what you really want.”

Draco is taken by what Harry just said, how he looked at him, surrendering himself. Of course he can’t do it. Not only he doesn’t really have it in him, but he especially doesn’t have it in him to do it to Harry. He simply can’t for whatever reason he fails to understand. He may live to make his life difficult, but cursing him, possibly killing him, is something entirely different. And Harry somehow knew that. He just knew that Draco wouldn’t go that far with him despite how livid he seemed, which is why he doesn’t even attempt to fight back. It’s almost as if he let go of himself completely and put his fate entirely in Draco’s hands.

At that, Draco’s grip loosens. He seems to be lost in his own thoughts as he lowers his wand and just stares into Harry’s face, shaken and confused. There is a brief but a very intense silence that felt like a lifetime.

He suddenly let go of Harry completely, before turning and walking away. He starts running midway through, not wanting Harry to see that he’s probably getting emotional. Harry, however, immediately follows him, calling him and shouting his name.

It is at that moment where Harry is left completely perplexed, where for the first time he sees a very different side of Draco, and wonders if he started to maybe care for him? It’s where Draco is so desperate and so lonely and very much in need of someone, and that someone just might be his long-time sworn enemy.

Where things go from here, might just be the beginning of something both of them haven’t at all expected or thought was ever possible just moments earlier.

give ‘em something to talk about

anon asked for SoMa + seductive kiss

This is set in an Actors AU. It also kind of made a weird turn near the end I wasn’t expecting, but I actually really like how this came out ^u^

Soul had expected a chaste kiss in the back of the limo.

Maka was never one for show of exposure especially after leaving extravagant events. The most they ever did on the way home was hold hands and cuddle while Soul brushed kisses along her temple. She had always told him paparazzi might follow them and try capturing a candid photo of them since they rarely did anything on the red carpet save for standing close to each other. A picture of them doing anything remotely racey would have sold for millions in their industry, and Maka didn’t want to be labeled a whore like her papa. It was one of the reasons Soul respected her wish to keep their relationship under the radar and the public to speculate what went on behind closed doors.

So when Maka pressed her lips to his, the last thing he expected was it to be anything more than chaste.

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In Over Our Heads- a Lucien & Tamlin fic

Summary: A look into Tamlin and Lucien’s reactions when Feyre’s goodbye letter arrives at the Spring Court.

For @feyreaelinmaas from her request in my inbox, I never do this (meaning write things and share them, lol) but I was very intrigued and inspired by the prompt that you asked for! I hope…well, I hope you like it. I’m not sure if it’s what you wanted or expected but…here it is. 

Also thanks to the lovely @abookandacoffee​ for answering my million questions and being a nice beta to me :)


Tamlin was pacing in his study murmuring, like he had been for so many days and nights in the months since past, almost so quiet that Lucien’s Fae ears strained to hear. Mumbling quickly, mostly to himself it seemed, he tossed ideas old and new at Lucien about ways to get Feyre back to the Spring Court.

“Maybe we should let her be, Tam­–“ Lucien started, but was interrupted by the golden-haired High Lord sweeping his long arm across the desk, scattering paperwork, old war books, pens and other debris, his emerging claws leaving deep gouges in the mahogany.

“No! Feyre needs to come home. Her home is here, in the Spring Court. She belongs here, with me. She’s mine,” he says, panting, his rage twisting into something that sounded quite like desperation.

“There’s no way to break the bargain, Tamlin. We’ve tried everything,” Lucien pleaded, turning his russet eye upon his High Lord. Anything to stop this madness. Lucien didn’t doubt his love for Feyre, but it was slowly destroying him. Like a poison, it seeped into his veins, burning and twisting until he wasn’t sure if any of the Tamlin he knew remained.

“We haven’t tried enough! There might be a way yet, Lucien,” Tamlin said, still breathing quite heavily from his outburst. It was clear he had more to say.

Lucien waited for him to continue, keeping a healthy distance between where Tamlin stood behind the trashed desk. The wood of the doorframe dug into Lucien’s back as he leaned against it, feigning a casual look.

“I’ve been speaking with Ianthe, and she says she may know­–may know of a way,“ Tamlin finished.

“There is no way, Tamlin. This is madness. A fool’s errand,” Lucien dared to speak.

“No. Not this way. Ianthe has friends in high places, and–“  

Tamlin stopped speaking as a tiny flash of light appeared over his desk, gone before either of them could blink. In its place, a sealed letter had appeared. As innocent as the scrap of parchment it was, Lucien knew it contained something far more dangerous.

Tamlin stared for a few moments before lunging for the letter like it held the key to his salvation. Lucien hovered near the doorway, knowing somehow, in his gut, that the letter had come from the Night Court.

With slightly shaking hands, Tamlin opened the letter with delicate fingers, his claws mercifully retracted. For now, Lucien thought.  

It took him but a few moments to read the entirety of the letter, or at least, Lucien mused, he had read enough. With a look of utter calm, Tamlin set what Lucien assumed to be Feyre’s letter, down on the marred desk.

“Go find Ianthe,” Tamlin said, in a chilling voice not entirely his own.

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When you began dancing to Seventeen songs you would have never expected this, out of all things could happen. It had started out simple, you stayed up later than you should, learning Seventeen dances (although one boy happened to catch your eye more than the others). You would upload them online, mainly Youtube; and that’s when things skyrocketed.

10 million views, the number made your heart drop, not in a bad way. It was more like a roller coaster, you were so full of fear, but still the strangest form of addictive. Your subscriber count began to grow, and eventually you took a leap and began to change the choreography, remixing the songs. But still, this was a surprise.

Just when you thought your life couldn’t get anymore exciting, it appeared. One new top comment, 1,114 likes- it screamed at you.

You had always proudly considered yourself a Chan stan: the way he danced, how he could rap and sing in a wonderful melodic key, a personality that was sweet, but still somewhat devious. Maybe you had a thing for the young ones. He was what got you into dancing the choreography, there was just something about the way he danced, an obsessive quality the always left you wanting more, something that always made you hit the replay button. Sure, Jeonghan had one of the most unique voices you had ever heard, sure Woozi was insanely talented and you would immediately get on your hands and knees and bow to him if you ever met him in person, but there was just something indescribable about Chan. And it was like he read your mind.

You had stared at the comment in awe for so long that when you refreshed the page to make sure it wasn’t some type of awful glitch it had already gained 52 more likes, and 10 more comments beneath it. It had to be real, the little check mark next to the icon made it so. “I’ve been watching your videos for a while now, it’s something indescribable, but I can’t stop watching. I’m glad you stan me and not the other members XD -Dino.” That small comment left your knees shaking, you were glad you were sitting down because if you were standing you would have probably fainted. A small comment for Seventeen’s Youtube account that left a hard clump of excitement in your throat.

You didn’t know what to be more surprised about: the fact that the love of your life, Lee Chan couldn’t stop watching videos of you, or the fact that the love of your life, Lee Chan just unironically used ‘XD’.


The Underground, Ch10

Hey friends, I’m back. Have another chapter (and some smut - you can have that too). xx

Read it on FF or on AO3

After the New Year, everything started, miraculously, to fall into place. It almost seemed too good to be true, but Lily figured if she didn’t acknowledge it, then nothing horrible would happen to compensate for all her ridiculous good fortune.

She ended up, after a completely nerve-wracking interview with Minerva McGonagall, getting that job in the Foreign Office. She’d worn her emerald green dress with a smart blazer and had, after calling everyone else, called Euphemia to thank her, again, for such a gorgeous gift. Euphemia had just laughed into the phone, said, “Of course you got it, you’re brilliant, Lily. I’ll be in London next week to see James’ new exhibit. I’ll take you to lunch to celebrate.”

Lily felt a small twinge of guilt for beginning to like Euphemia more than she liked her own mother, but it was a small one and it passed fairly quickly.

Lily started work the week after her interview. She had worked in the FCO years ago and, thus, should have been used to Westminster, but Lily was (embarrassingly) over-the-moon about being back in government after her time away. She’d spent the first week (or so) screaming inside her head about THERE’S DOWNING STREET OH MY FUCKING GOD but eventually, she managed to settle down a bit. It helped, of course, that Minerva ran a tight ship and was soon working Lily into the ground. Lily, nutter that she was, absolutely loved every minute of it.

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A fic writer's grumble

Fanfic writers are the unsung heroes of fandoms. Nearly every other type of post gets more love than a fic post. Seriously, folks, I could post an old screenshot of Patrick's coat and get more notes than a 35,000 word original fic. 

Fanfic is free. Writers don’t expect compensation for the tremendous mental energy they put into their work. But if you read something, give it a like. Maybe even a comment. Every single fic writer out there is SUPER appreciative when you do. It only makes them want to write more.

Here’s the thing. We writers know how many people have read our work. It shows up in our blog stats (we also see the country of origin). To see 50 people have read something, but less than 1% have even clicked a like is disheartening. Do you think that after writing over a quarter of a million words of Turnadette over the past three plus years I’ve suddenly run dry? Nope. 

Not everyone reads every fic, and that’s ok. Life gets in the way, and sometimes it’s a preference thing. I don’t get to read everything, either, but if I’ve read something, I will at least click the little heart thing.  I’m not the only one, of course. There are several that do the same.

Don’t ignore the writers unless you want to ensure they’ll stop writing. 

(We see this kind of post over and over. There’s a reason for that. If you can click a pic or a meme, you can click a fic)

sybil-ramkin  asked:

"did you really think he wasnt planning to cuck the straights this entire time" is probably my fav thing u've ever said

i made a post ten million years ago that was like “straight homestuck fans are the ultimate cucks because hussie told them up front that the gay singularity was happening and they still expected hetero ships to be canon” its like my most underrated post and it never took off because the world wasnt ready for it

Welcome to Fitblr - 7 things you F***ing need to know.

On a side note

I don’t know how to tell you this so that you’ll listen

maybe if I swear in the title. 

I want to take a quick moment (haha. Me. quick. HA!) to talk to the newbies. To the folks just starting out on this journey. To the people who have had enough… for real this time! 

The thing is, I’m going to tell you a bunch of things you already know and unless it is “for real this time” FOR REAL AND HONESTLY you are going to blink, stop reading this post half way through and move on to the quick-fix detox tea companies that post pictures of unrealistic “skinny” people and promise you a handful of lies. If that’s you, you aren’t for real this time. Good luck though and when you figure out that you aren’t going to lose 100 lbs in a week for that perfect chiseled beach look - come on back. We’ll be here. 

For those of us on the “for real this time” trail, there are some things I want to tell you and you’ve probably heard them a million times before, but maybe this time a lightbulb flickers over your head and you have a brilliant AHA! moment all because of me. Probably not, but maybe. And maybe you are sitting there wondering who the hell I am and how I can possibly tell you what to do. First, I am not telling you what to do. I am telling you things I know FOR ME. Do they apply to you also, Maybe!

So who am I? I am just like you. My name is T. I am a blogger and a fitblr and a runner (ha!) and a swimmer (ha!) and a weight lifter (ha!) and a kickboxer (ha!) and a god-damn-zen-master (ha!) (or so I have been told - because here in my world, EFFORT IS EVERYTHING! I THINK THEREFORE I AM! I have nearly 500 followers which is breadcrumbs in the blogger world but HUGE to me and  much to my chagrin a bunch of them are porn blogs I can’t seem to make go away… sigh.

My highest weight was 220 lbs. My current weight is 206 lbs. My body fat % has dropped from 45% to 40%. I have been working, steadily on my fitness for almost two years. When I started, I knew nothing. I was sore, tired, sick and lazy. I’ve been working on this for two years, and yeah, it got a bit easier, but I still have to work at it every single day and today when I woke up sore and achy and tired I knew I wanted to share this with you. 

Things the new-to-this need to know (or things the old-at-this needs to be reminded of): 

1. Don’t expect it to be easy - remember how I talked about quick fixes and detox teas. THEY ARE ALL LIES. This is not going to be easy, not even a little bit. Prepare yourself for hard, then expect harder. You’ll probably cry. You’ll probably quit. You’ll probably cry. Keep going. 

2. Don’t expect it to be easy - people are going to tell you all kinds of things. “I lost the weight and didn’t change my diet”. “Oh, I just woke up like this.” “Take this pill” “I don’t eat carbs” bla bla bla. People are going to downplay your effort and success. One of the hardest parts of your walk down this path is comparison. COMPARISON IS AN ASSHOLE. FUCK COMPARISON. YOU DO YOU. (I can’t make my capital letters any bigger…) YOU. DO. YOU. Everybody else has their own journey and 80% of them are going to lie to you because they don’t want you to know the before. YOU.DO.YOU. 

3. Don’t expect it to be easy - your body is going to tell you that you can’t do it. It is going to tell you that it is tired and sore and incapable. THAT IS NOT YOUR BODY. That is your brain. Your body is far more capable than you are giving it credit for and the first time you feel your body accomplish something you didn’t think it could accomplish will give you a type of confidence-boosting-euphoria you will never find in any fucking blueberry-acai-grapefruit-organic-detox-cup-of-overpriced-water-lies. Keep going. 

4. Don’t expect it to be easy - I bet you have a goal weight. You have a plan. You are going to do this this time because you have written it down on a piece of a paper and you are going to lose 20 lbs and you are going to look beautiful and you are going to be able to go onto a beach in a bathing suit and that person is going to notice you because you are really-really-ridiculously good looking now. Find that piece of paper. Got it? BURN IT! 

  • You are already really really ridiculously good looking. I know we say that all the time here at Fitblr Central and we are going to keep saying it until you also start saying it. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. YOU ARE GOOD LOOKING. YOU.DO.YOU AND THAT IS AMAZING! Own that shit! Flaunt that shit! 
  • You don’t need to lose 10-20-30 even 50 lbs. Oh? Your doctor said you need to for your BMI? Fuck the BMI. More bullshit. You don’t need to lose weight. YOU NEED TO BE HEALTHY! YOU NEED TO FEEL STRONG! (You may need to lose fat) but you 100% DO NOT need to lose weight. A lot of my posts are tagged with #duckthescale (an autocorrect faux pa I retained and use regularly) and I mean it. Fuck the scale. Who gives a shit what you weigh? BE STRONG! BE HAPPY! BE HEALTHY! BE FLEXIBLE! BE COURAGEOUS! BE KIND! BE CONFIDENT! BE A FIGHTER! BE NICE TO YOURSELF! Don’t make your goal your weight. please. You will end up disappointed. Focus on literally a million other things, not that useless number. 
  • Unlearn everything you thought you know. You KNOW  a lot of things. Dr. Oz. Oprah. Advertisement. Healthy and Beauty products. The people on that TV program with the catchy song and the spokes-person who looks like an angel; all of these people have taught you a lot of things. Forget them all. My favorite quote of the moment is: “I’m still learning. I’m still unlearning.” It is way harder to unlearn all the crap you’ve been “taught” than it is to learn the new stuff. 

5. Don’t expect it to be easy - you will need to wade through piles and piles and piles of overwhelming information. You will talk to hundreds of people who offer you advice (good) and advice (bad) and opinions (both warranted and un-requested). You will need to learn which advice is worth listening to. Here’s a tip: most of it isn’t. Read. Research. Talk to professionals. Talk to people in community groups and social media who can help (be careful who you listen to). Find people you trust and trust your instincts and don’t expect it to be easy. Find what works for you. You’ll get there.  

6. Don’t expect it to be easy - go slow. Don’t start out at 400 horsepower straight out of the gate. You’ll just break something. Take it slow. If it means you spend the first 2 weeks at the gym walking on the treadmill doing a weird book-reading juggling act while trying to secretly spy on all the gym goers using the equipment so you can hopefully figure out what this shit show is all about (true story) then do that. Just go slow. The Rock once said “for the first (enter timeline) I just went to the gym, sat there, and read a magazine. It’s about building the habit” (not his exact words but you get the idea) That really stuck with me. Build the habit however you need to. Remember: you.do.you.


7. Don’t expect it to be easy - BE KIND TO YOURSELF. This may be the hardest thing you do. Forgive yourself. Recommit every morning if you have to. If you take 5 steps today, take 6 steps tomorrow. If you skip a day, start again tomorrow. Be patient. Work hard, always. Love yourself first and please please please be KIND to yourself always.

Thanks for 333 Followers 😍

You guys are amazing! A huge THANK YOU and millions of hugs to everyone who supported me, liked, shared or commented on my stuff!  💋

I missed my 300 followers milestone, so my big Thanks comes a bit late. I’m totally surprised right now because when I started a simblr I never expected so many people to like what I’m doing. Posting here has been a journey to me and I learned lots of useful things from watching you. Remember my first posts? I’m a bit embarrassed of them now  😅

But this has been one year ago…

🎆 🎆  My simblr will celebrate its first birthday on Sunday, May 14.  🎆 🎆

It’s only one week away. And I plan to give a little surprise to you  🎁!

It will be a lot and it will be medieval. Won’t be an ordinary castle, I could tell you. Hope I could finish it on time and hope you’ll like it.

anonymous asked:

The RFA (+ V & Saeren) reacting to a more alternative MC, one with tattoos/piercings? Who isn't ashamed despite the cultural taboo

a/n: thanks for the request!~ (sorry it seems like it’s been a while since i’ve posted, i write slow aaaaa)


  • didn’t expect it at all when you two first met, he was more than a little shocked tbh
  • but once he got used to it, he was totally in love w them
  • ur piercings do things to him that he didn’t expect tbh
  • he even thought about getting a tattoo himself, but couldn’t do it
  • honestly feels like he’s dating the coolest person ever


  • he really digs them right from the start
  • asks u a million questions about both, esp “did it hurt a lot???”
  • admires the hell out of ur tattoos. as for the piercings? definite turn on for him
  • he wants some too tbh, asks for your help picking stuff out
  • ends up not getting anything except an easily concealable couples’ tattoo w you


  • super ??? about it at first
  • like Yoosung, she didn’t expect it at all
  • takes her the longest out of all of them to really fall in love with them
  • what really starts her interest is all the stories you have for the tattoos
  • the piercings are another story, but she eventually finds them endearing


  • he honestly doesn’t know what to think when he first sees you
  • initially thinks some of your tattoos are nice, others he doesn’t get
  • and he doesn’t really understand your piercings at all tbh
  • it takes him a bit, but he grows to love both, even to the point where he finds them sexy
  • lowkey buys you clothes that will show them off


  • he thinks they’re super great tbh
  • wants to know the story behind every single one of ur tattoos
  • if u don’t have one, he makes one up
  • the stories he makes up are always super ridiculous but it’s canon now, sorry
  • like zen, will probably get a couples’ tattoo w u, much more noticeable tho


  • well he can’t see them super clearly, but he knows you have them
  • loves listening to you describe them, esp the tattoos
  • also loves touching them a lot
  • he will press kisses against the cool metal of ur piercings and runs his fingers across the ever so slightly raised skin of your tattoos
  • basically he just adores them, he adores you


  • two words: heart. eyes.
  • no but really he loves your tattoos and piercings
  • you guys talk about designs for future tattoos all the time
  • probably has the most… appreciation if u get what i’m sayin for ur piercings out of everyone
  • + you being so unashamed of how you look lowkey inspires him
  • ofc he would never admit that
How to Create Unboring Characters

I was asked by my friend Becca, a fantastic teacher and one of the most immensely creative people I know, to teach a class for her school’s Art Manifest program this year. I’d done it twice before and had a blast, so of course I agreed. 

The kicker was that this time I was asked to teach something more specific (last time I talked about developing an art style). She wanted me to teach them about creating characters. Easy, right? That’s like, the thing I do! Welp, turns out explaining the thing I do is way more difficult than I expected. 

There are a million factors that go into conceiving a character, but I focused more on visual characteristics, since that’s what I’m better at. The process of breaking that down taught me a lot, and I was able to use it to further develop a few characters for my upcoming book.

So here we go…

Part 1: Greasepaint and Horns and Snake Nostrils

I wanted to begin with characters the kids would know before I had them build their own.

I can’t think of a more interesting character in recent genre fiction than Imperator Furiosa. You look at her and immediately see her story. The grease used as face paint, the prosthetic arm, the belt buckle, the practical super short hair. As the story goes you get tidbits about her, but never the whole story (which shows respect for the audience and allows them to fill in the blanks if they feel the need to), and as I watched Fury Road (thrice in the theater - I can’t remember the last time I did that) I kept hoping Max would sacrifice himself and we’d get a new series of films focusing on Furiosa. She’s great, is what I’m saying.

Saga’s Alana, Marko, and Hazel are great examples of how characters can grow and continue to surprise you and themselves. Hazel, in particular, is fascinating right off the bat. In a world where horned people are at war with winged people, here comes this girl with horns and wings. She’s pretty much visual shorthand for “We want no part of your war.”

By contrast you have someone like Voldemort, who’s pretty one dimensional*. An effective villain? Ehhh, kinda, but he’s not exactly compelling. To be fair, his role in the story doesn’t require him to be interesting, but this isn’t about necessary characters, dammit, it’s about unboring characters! And snake nostrils aside, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is pretty boring. 

*Since the class it’s been brought to my attention that he’s actually way more complex in the books (I was going by the movies). Buuuut we can focus on Moviedemort just the same, cuz he’s the only version many people know (hi). 

Part 2: Help You Help Me (i.e. Verrazzano Blog: 7)

As I said, in researching how to best break these ideas down I came across some stuff I felt I should apply to my own work, so here’s that. 

Since many of the characters in Verrazzano are still clay this became a great opportunity to kill two birds with one stone (apology to birdkind forthcoming). 

Here are two focal figures in the book. Since much of my character building focuses on design this is a good opportunity to break down some visual clues about who these two are.  

I had the the class guess which of the two was the protagonist and which was the antagonist. Most picked Citizen Cosmos because of her brighter colors. One of them even said the use of “citizen” shows that she’s of the people, which is great cuz that’s exactly what I wanted to convey when thinking up the name.

Cosmos is a young woman with immense power and responsibility who wants to make a difference in the world. She wants to be a reassuring and inspirational presence. Someone you can trust. She throws herself in the line of fire, but she’s inexperienced and even clumsy sometimes.  

Side note: I’m not in love with her given name. Navan Gupta sounds good, but “protected champion” feels a little heavy handed on the symbolism. I’m just keeping it as a placeholder for now.

Then you have Rex. You can immediately tell from his name that he’s trouble. Rex is a self promoter and manipulator who has others do his fighting for him. Who is this guy? Why won’t he ever take those shades off? He shares Cosmos’ frustration with the way the world works and lack of interest in adhering to gender norms, but not much else.

Part 3: Nom de guerre

A character’s name can be incredibly important and informative. A name can convey heritage, socioeconomic status, or even profession (doctors, lawyers, etc.). A self-chosen name in particular can help the character control how the world perceives them (as seen in the two examples above). Or you might just want something that sounds cool without putting too much thought into it. I’m not the boss of you. What I do know is that naming a character John Jones is lame, but J’onn Jonzz? That’s a name. 

If you’re better at world building than character building you can use the name to refer to existing elements in the world like places, religions, etc. And the further along you get in your story, the easier it’ll be to think up characters and names that fit it.

For example, Luke Skywalker is a solid name, but it sticks out like a sore thumb among some of the super weird names in the Star Wars mythology. Chewbacca, Yoda, Lando Calrissian, Asajj Ventress… Without context I’d probably be way more interested in finding out who those guys are. Kit Fisto up there, for example, has a great name and a great look. And it’s evident that he was created decades into an already familiar universe. They had the formula set by the time he came into the picture.

Part 4: Wrap Up

Towards the end I had the class make up their own characters. Most of them already had something that they just wanted to refine, but hey, we’re not all starting from that place. Some writers excel at world building, others at dialogue. Some artists are masters of mood, others of layout.

I personally have a lot of learning to do when it comes to this and other aspects of cartooning, but I definitely learned a lot trying to break this down. I hope you learned a little from reading it!

Ta for now.


Dear Birdkind,

I don’t know if you understand what metaphors are, but this was one of those. Basically some folks who died way before any of us were born wanted to sound smart by saying things that actually meant other things. That might not make any sense to you, but humans are ridiculous. 

Anyway, my point is I don’t wanna throw anything at you guys. You’re all great. Except swans. I think we can all agree swans are assholes. 

Your friend on the ground,
Alejandro Bruzzese

It Doesn’t Matter - Part 3

Paring: Bucky x Reader x Steve

Warnings: Slight Swearing, Angst.

Words: 2,813

A/n: ASDFGHJKL I’M SO BAD AT WRITING SUMMARIES I’M SO SORRY. P.s. I’m going to be having exams and a new semester to worry about so I might not be as active (but I’ll still be writing this damn story because I’m in love with it.)

Summary: Steve always knew his soulmate was Bucky. The only problem with this was the fact that Bucky’s soulmate was someone else.

Chapter Summary: When suspicions are confirmed, hearts are broken.

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 ||

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How to Save Hawke from the Fade Theory

First I just want to say - wow. Thank you guys. I’m so happy that you enjoyed my Fenris Theory post, I have only had tumblr for about a week and I was not expecting one of my first posts to blow up like that. Like I said, I’ve only had tumblr for a short time, but I think…over 500 notes in a day is a lot? I’m not sure, but either way, I’m super happy. It has inspired me to share more of my ideas with you guys, so thanks again!

But back to the main point here.

Okay, like you, and probably a million other people who played Inquisition, I’m sure we all narrowed our eyes when we saw that little “If you leave them in the fade they will probably die” thing when we have to choose between killing our Hawke or the Warden.

I know for sure I did.

I’m referring to this:

I was like…you say “likely”, hmm? Well, I’m going to take that and run. So here we go.

Here’s a theory that stemmed from my initial theory for Fenris. (If you haven’t read that, I would highly advise reading that one first so that this makes more sense to you. I’ll post the link here: http://dragongem777.tumblr.com/post/153002605771/fenris-theory).

I stated before that I believe that Fenris is a perfect lyrium catalyst. The ritual that made him that way made the lyrium that’s carved into his flesh alive. Fenris can choose to activate it whenever he wants, and it’s very much serving its purpose.

So, just for confirmation, I’ll restate that I think that when Fenris phases, he’s actually phasing in and out of the fade at will.

Now, let me clarify something that a lot of people had questions on about this. Some of you were wondering how that could work considering entering the fade shouldn’t be this easy. Good question.

Fenris’s abilities give him the power to phase into the fade very similarly to how a mage does when they allow themselves to walk the fade in their waking dreams. But - it’s not quite like that. Fenris’s markings have made him into this living, breathing, walking, talking lyrium catalyst. This means that when he phases, a physical part of him is entering the fade.

Now don’t get me wrong, physically entering the fade isn’t easy, so let me disclaim that by stating that it’s not necessarily his entire arm that is physically entering the fade, he’s merely offsetting the balance that he has in reality, so that more of his arm is in the fade than in reality.

I really hope that makes sense.

Moving on.

With a little more practice and perhaps support of magic and more lyrium, I fully believe that Fenris would be able to tap into the essence of the physical fade, find, and likely, with help, pull Hawke (or the Warden, though for this purpose I’m using Hawke) out of there.

How, you ask, could he do this? Let me answer that.

Lyrium, in its raw form, is the only thing that is consistent between the mortal realm and the fade. This means that it’s both as real as in the fade as it is in reality, which means that Fenris is too. However, Fenris, having no experience or will to even fathom trying to channel himself into the fade, only lives in reality except when he chooses to have one of his appendages phase into the fade, grab a man’s heart, and rip it out.

It’s no small feat either, as it’s very evident in his banter, mainly with Bethany, that it hurts like hell.

Now, let me first preface this by stating something about Fenris and lyrium.

If Fenris is lyrium, I cannot emphasize this enough, that means that he, LIKE LYRIUM, exists just as much in the real world as he does in the fade. However, because he is a living, breathing lyrium catalyst in a mortal body, his form first originated in reality, and therefore, that is the side that he sees.

I believe that, in a ritual that is very similar to the Harrowing, that Fenris would be able to attune to his lyrium markings and physically enter the fade.

With enough lyrium, eventually the reality of the world would not mask the lyrium that’s blended in Fenris’s skin and body. This would upset the balance that he had between his mortal form and his fade form and turn the odds in favor of his fade form. He would have little option but to find himself in the realm of the fade. His physical body, however, would likely still be able to roam freely between the two realms because that’s how it is for lyrium too. They both exist in reality and the fade at the same time.

At this time I think Fenris would be caught between the real world and the fade, though what he would see would only be the fade. He’d very similarly be in a perpetual “lyrium ghost” stage, except it’s far more intense so that instead of just part of him phasing, his entire being would be phased into the fade. Not just a part of him, say his arm, his legs, or his body, but his being would phase.

As more of a thorough explanation, though Fenris’s body is lit up with lyrium during his passive skill “lyrium ghost”, I don’t believe that his entirety is phasing into the fade, merely a part. However, with more help, his entire self would be able to phase. (And yes, it would hurt. A lot. But that makes it all the more dramatic, don’t you think? I’m getting some ficy ideas here. Heheh.)

I know I repeated myself like ten times, but it’s super important to understand.

I’m sure some of you are wondering, too, “wait a second - wouldn’t the spirits, if he truly did exist in the fade and reality at the same time, be able to find him, hurt him, or even posses him?”


Nope, nope, nope. A codex I read as well as the Wiki article states that lyrium in the fade is “unclaimed” by spirits. It seems as though spirits either don’t notice it, or don’t care to involve themselves with it. It’s nothing to them, therefore I think that spirits would mainly see Fenris’s fade form as nothing but lyrium. They’d sure as hell be curious, though.

I hope that makes sense, lol.


That is one way it could be done…

Another way to do this would be to get Fenris to the Crossroads.

There, though not the fade, it is very close to it. And as we all recall, this was one of the reasons Corypheus was trying to get there, because, with enough power, he believed he could tear down the barrier.

Being so near the fade would allow Fenris to attune to his markings and easily breach the barrier of the fade, therefore effortlessly slipping into it. I think that could be done solely on his own, too, mainly because they are already so close to the fade. Then, he would be able to cross the veil and make his way around the fade and find Hawke.

I don’t believe that Fenris would have to tear down any barriers, I think he would simply have to attune to his markings and focus so that he chose to be inside the fade.

Good. We’ve established exactly how Fenris can get in and out of the fade.


Except not really, because this does not lead us to an explanation of how to get Hawke out of there.

But fear not, for I have one!

One simple explanation would be to get the Inquisitor to, very briefly, open a rift in the fade, giving Fenris enough time to drag Hawke out of there.


I’m not sure how much time would have passed, but perhaps by the time Fenris had learned he was able to pull stunts like phasing into the fade, then the Inquisitor might have already had their arm chopped off. So that eliminates the possibility of Hawke getting out that way.

Alright, so leaving the Inquisitor’s anchor out of the equation, here’s another idea.

Kieren was able to step through the eluvian into the fade - and this is where I’d draw my theory as to how they could get him out.

Though I’m sure this was some trick of Flemeth (who is Mythal), what this means is that there is a very real possibility that eluvians are just as easily able to lead people into the fade, crossroads, and mortal realm.

More importantly, however, if your Inquisitor was the one to drink from the Well of Sorrows, this means that they should, theoretically, have the answer as to how Mythal was able to get the eluvian to open into the fade.

If this was the case, then this means that Fenris would have to locate an eluvian in the fade (which we all saw were like - freaking abundant in the physical fade) find Hawke, and get them the hell out of there.

Then they’d have to find the eluvian which was activated by the Inquisitor and link it with the same one in the physical fade, or perhaps they’d have to find a way to activate the one in the fade too, then they might run into a problem that they’d eluvian-through a different area of their world, and I haven’t even mentioned the fact that Fen’harel now has control of the mirrors -

-Okay, I get it. That’s insane.

But. It. Works. That’s all that really matters. The theory is plausible.

It’d take some hard core negotiation with Solas (cause he owns those eluvians now) and a crazy fan-fic to detail that adventure, and I may try my hand at it some day, but what matters is that it could actually be done.

Another thought, say the Inquisitor didn’t drink from the Well of Sorrows and Morrigan freaking disappeared again, would be for efforts to go into restoring Merrill’s mirror. It would be a lot harder, but all eluvians have the capability of getting to the Crossroads.

Anyway, these are all just theories, but I’m mainly trying to state that the eluvians are definitely an option of getting Hawke physically out of there.

Noooowww you all may be wondering “wait a freaking second, if that was possible, couldn’t anyone enter the fade to find him?”

Oh. Oops. I suppose so.


We have to remember, guys, that the fade is just as big, if not bigger, than the entirety of reality. So if anyone just randomly popped through the eluvian, who the hell knows where they’d end up, and if they’d ever be able to get back, not to mention how they hell they’d find Hawke.

Great. Now they’re both trapped.

This is why Fenris is so important. He doesn’t need an eluvian, he just needs to get Hawke to one.

And considering the Harrowing-like ritual I mentioned before, there’s a possibility that they could do that in the same location Hawke disappeared or “died”. Then Fenris would have a better idea of where he could find Hawke.


I know that’s a lot. And please, if I’ve left any open ends (which I sure might have) or if you have questions I will gladly answer them. If I get enough I could probably make a theory out of your guys’ questions haha. I have this huge theory rolling around in my head, and I may have missed some points that need addressing, so please feel free to add, question, confirm, or even debunk!

Though it is all just theory, honestly, I think it works!

The saddest thing about loving a teacher isn’t that its unrequited.

No, it’s that small shred of hope you feel when they look you in the eyes as they smile.

A wink that makes your heart beat a million miles a minute.

That tone of sincerity in their voice that seems like it’s just for you.

The possible subtext you think of after talking with them one on one.

That pat on the shoulder that lasted a little longer than expected.

Or maybe a hug they gave you.

That’s what hurts the most… when they make you believe it’s not all in your head.

GD's Proposal

A/N: this took longer than intended, troll Taeyang will always be my ultimate favorite!

Originally posted by hell-ogoodbye

“Where are you taking me!” You pleaded as GD dragged you across the street to what looked like a restaurant.

“Shh, it’s a surprise!” He said enthusiastically like a kid at an amusement park. His palm was sweaty. You knew he was nervous. You two walked into the restaurant the waiter seated you two on the spot. “I ordered for you already,”

“Ji, seriously what’s this for?” You asked suspiciously eyeing him and the restaurant.

“What? I can’t take my girlfriend out to dinner?”

“No, that’s not what I’m referring to, you’re acting weird today.”

“What!” His voice became a slight pitch higher than usual. The food came in right on time. He looked relieved. “Let’s dig in!” He said eagerly, stuffing his face to avoid any more conversation. You two spend your time talking about either work or friends, over time you brought up his odd behavior, he would ignore the question.

“Hey, Y/N.” His serious tone made you sit up straight, you were worried, he never talks like this.

Was something wrong?

“Y-Yeah,” You stuttered, all the blood rushed from your hands leaving them feeling cold as ice. You could see how nervous he was from the lip biting to the rubbing the back of his neck. His behavior had been going for a while; you brushed it off at first but today it seemed to worry you even more.  

He wouldn’t cheat on me. Or would he?

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Come Back Home

A/N: This is my entry for @atc74 115 follower celebration challenge. Betaed by the wonderful @thorne93

Song prompt: Picture - Kid Rock ft Sheryl Crow.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: ANGST and a smidge of fluff. Multiple POV’s  

Wordcount: 1393

*Not my GIF*

Originally posted by won-der-land89

Dean’s POV

These past eight months without you has been torture, it has been a slow, agonizing hell, I would know, I’ve been there after all. I know we came to a mutual decision to end things between us, it wasn’t working anymore and we both decided to call it quits before we started resenting each other. That doesn’t mean I stopped loving you, doesn’t mean that watching you walk out of my life is the hardest thing I have ever done, it doesn’t mean that I will ever forgive myself for not fighting harder for us, for you.

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Snowy can’t stand Tater.

Snowy’s got ideas, man. Ideas and concepts and notions that all are begging to be expressed at any one moment.  He can’t look at a thing without seeing a thousand facets of it. He looks at an issue, or a person, and immediately sees them, like an insect, through a million eyes at once. Take Jack Zimmermann, for instance. The minute Snowy laid eyes on Jack, he saw the father’s-son aspect. He saw the tenuous hold on calm. He saw the genuine love for the game, and he saw the weight of expectations. You could go at Jack from any number of angles. People are complex.

Except Tater. Tater is too fucking simple.

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anonymous asked:

Can you tell me what you like so much about mchanzo? From what I've seen they never actually interact in canon so I'm just wondering why it's such a popular ship. Not trying to rain on your parade or anything I'm just new to the fandom and I noticed it was a popular ship and I'm curious why. Love your art by the way, its all so beautiful!!

Thanks so much anon, I’m happy you like it because I love sharing with you guys!  I’m trying really hard to keep this bite-sized because oh boy so many reasons.  In no particular order, the personal big ones:

1. They’re obscenely beautiful individuals. If they kissed = beautiful x 2.  I like them a lot as separate characters so even better if they got together.

2. I’m weak to the trope of the cold, distant one and the charmer who’s met his match.

3.  I think there’s more to number 2 than meets the eye because we get some of each of their backstories and it’s fun to really dig into those, which led me to a lot of headcanons about why they need each other after all.

You’re right, they don’t get much canon interaction at all so it seems kind of random, which makes it hard to give a good answer beyond a bunch of my own headcanons/opinions.  I started to really like them together because from what I saw of their personalities I just thought it would be a pretty cute thing and it kind of went from there.  All the gorgeous fanworks I got bombarded with helped too :)