finally i'm getting better at this

anonymous asked:

can i intrude a little and ask what you're studying (and where if you feel like saying) i'm in year 12 and decisions are a com'n my way

i just recently started a graphic design course!!

Getting over him won’t be a straight path to freedom. It’s loosing the sparkle in your eye when you talked about him. It’s telling all your friends that your finally getting over him. Then it’s hitting you in the middle of the night when ‘your song’ comes on and you can’t shake him from your mind. It’s you crying on the floor because when things started getting better they all collapsed back down. Getting over him takes time, there’s going to be setbacks. Just keep trucking forward as best as you can, because one day…….. One day it won’t hurt anymore.
—  Path to Freedom

OOC: @bunisbun? I know you’ve been down, so I wanted to do something for you…I know it’s not much and I’m sorry for that, but….I really do hope you feel better soon. ;w;

Atsushi, meet your future husband! He’s kinda crazy right now, but he’ll get better ;‑)

Also, Dazai totally ships you two!

Kwami Swap AU gone dark - Part 1, Origins
Part 1 (you are here!), Part 2

I have to warn you, this is gonna be a hella long post. I’m sorry.

So, I can’t believe how long it took me but I finally realized why I don’t particularly enjoy how the Kwami swap AU is usually portrayed. Or better, I do enjoy it, but in a highly specific setting: the “Akuma somehow gets them to swap powers" one. That, I love. It has so much comedic and character insight potential, how could I not love it? Nothing like getting to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes to better understand them, right? No, what perplexed me was the other kind of Kwami Swap. The “they get the opposite Miraculous from the get go”.

So far, I’ve only seen this AU played out as something fluffy, but I’m talking past the cutesy idea of seeing our heroes in each other’s suits and roles.What could the actual implications of such an idea be, put realistically (as much as you can when talking about a fictional work) into the show’s canon? Because to me that would be a proper nightmare on so many levels that it’s actually kind of interesting. And this, really, is the whole point of this post. Brace yourself, it gets depressing.

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This book is finally mine, and it’s a labyrinth in itself - it’s stuffed with photos I’ve never seen, sketches I’ve never seen, storyboards I’ve never seen, etc. etc. I never even dared to dream that we would get a book on Labyrinth as beautiful, well-produced and carefully researched as this one, but it’s actually a thing - a real, gorgeous book that’s better than anything I could have hoped for.

I have complained about the lack of quality Labyrinth merchandise in the past, but this really puts an end to that. 2016 has been a great year for Labyrinth stuff, and this book is essentially my new Labyrinth bible. If you don’t have it already, let me just say you need this book in your life if you’re a Labyrinth fan. It’s almost certainly the best book on the film that will ever be published, and it’s a fitting testament to its creativity and imagination. 

Bravo to the authors and the Jim Henson Company for getting this out there - you’ve made this Labyrinth fan very, very happy indeed.

Saezuru 24 translation

I’ve had a reaaally long day at work and I’m too lazy to narrate, so just refer to the pictures and follow my drift, word?

We continue from last chapter’s kiss, where Yashiro is torn between resisting and indulging in Doumeki’s passion. His senses got the better of him and he finally managed to get the message across to the big guy, and that his “confession” wasn’t what Doumeki think it meant. Doumeki relents, and asks “Am I really that frightening?”

Y : Wrong. It’s not you, it’s me-
D : *grasping Yashiro’s hand on his shoulder* Even though Boss is trying to cast me aside, you said that losing me scares you. If losing me frightens you that much, then why are you afraid of me being here (by your side)?  

{yeah yashiro, listen to the guy coz you’re not making sense}

Y : *inner thoughts* If I let go of this hand now, I must give an answer. This person is–  me.
(i hate unfinished sentences!!!)
Y : You being able to get it (i.e. your dick) up was the deal breaker. I kept you by my side because of your impotence. Because no matter how much I will want to have sex with you, the fact that you can’t do it makes it meaningless, and that comforted me. But then, you destroyed that.

Y:  Whether I want to throw you away, do you, bully you, or get angry with you, I don’t know. I have no idea how to deal with you. I’m helpless when it comes to you.

Not knowing what to say, Doumeki pulls him up, grabs him by the hand and leads him to the living room.

D : I will wipe you dry, so please take off your clothes           {not exactly the sexiest way to get your partner to take his clothes off, but yeah, that works too}

With wary eyes, Yashiro obeys and removes his sling. He tries to take off his shirt, but has difficulty, so Doumeki helps him. Since he’s at it anyway, Doumeki, in his usual stoic manner, strips his boss all the way. He then gives him a towel, tells him to sit on the bed and wait a bit as he proceeds to hang Yashiro’s dripping clothes. Yashiro watches him, perplexed.

Y : *sneezes*  Ouch!….  As I thought, you are one weird guy.
D : Am I?
Y : You said before that you have never met or seen anyone like me, but you are more weird you know.
D : I don’t agree.
Y : Yes, you are. That’s because I said so.
D : I don’t think Boss is weird.
Y : The blanket… is getting we-

D : *kisses Yashiro’s hair* I loved touching your hair.
Y : …top.
D : It’s fine and soft. I have touched it several times when you were asleep.
Y : Stop…
D : I’ve always thought you were beautiful. Even on the inside, in every aspect.
Y : Stop it already…  Treating me this way. If you’re gonna do it, then hurry up and get-
D : I’ve watched you do it with other guys so many times. There were times I could calmly watch it, and times when I could not.  {my first translation was wrong, sorry}

D : I can no longer allow anyone to touch this body. So that you will end up needing only me, wanting only me.
Y : *grabs Doumeki’s hand* As I thought, it can’t be you. 

*after lots of kissing and panting*

Y : Stop it. How you’re touching me… I think I’m gonna throw up.

But of course, Doumeki won’t listen. Yashiro keeps on telling him to stop, and continues to fail.

Y : I’m gonna puke-
D : Even if you throw up, there’s no way I will stop. 

D : As expected, I might just be the same as my father.
Y : *reaching out to caress Doumeki’s cheek*  You’re wrong. You became impotent because you are pure/unsullied. But even so, I-

D :  No. 

D:  You’re wrong… If I hadn’t met you, I-

Y : *as he gets his dick licked* I said you don’t have to do-.. Ah….  Haa… I mean it, stop…  Hurry up and finish.

In response, Doumeki makes a lollipop out of his ass.

Y : *inner thoughts*  My body, my insides, he’s licking everything, leaving nothing untouched. As if to make it his own. What is this?

Trembling, Yashiro reaches his climax.
D : Boss?
Y : Every…thing. You… won’t listen (literally, you are persistent), so I’m having no more of this.

Doumeki hugs him from the back and nips.
Y : Stop i-
D : Please don’t run away, boss.

Many thanks to @nanashinohime​ for the pics! :)

this sucks y’all

like legit the series finale is just going to be a huge boy meets world love fest, and all the kids, the stars of THIS SHOW are just going to be pushed to the side. it’s not fair, it’s not right. this show, these writers, these characters deserved better. Riley and Maya deserve better. 


I’m happy now. I’ve finally come to terms with the fact that you will never love me the way I loved you. You never did and you never will. I spent a year saying that you left me but I realize now that you weren’t there in the first place. I understand that I’ll have to live out my entire life to say this with any validity, but as far as I know right now, you are the love of my life. You always will be and there’s no getting over you. There will always be those songs that remind me of us, or what I thought was “us.” Those nights I fell asleep thinking of you with either butterflies in my stomach or tears staining my pillowcase will always mean something. You will always mean something. And yes I love him, but no, not the way I loved you. After all, I loved you with my entire heart and I’m just loving him with what’s left. You were my first love as well as one of my best friends and you’ve come and gone. But I’m okay with that.
—  I never had a chance