first time last time i guess

Tagged by: @kantetsuuu
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Relationship Status: single and starting to jingle (because christmas)

Favorite Colour: ocean-y blues and greens and shit, I guess

Pets: i have a golden retriever named koda and she is wonderful. my mum has her most of the time, though. :(

Last song I listened to: old man of the sea by steve rothery. that instrumental prog rock EH? EHH?? KAM AAAHHNNN

Favorite tv show: parks and rec, bob’s burgers, adventure time, and i know i’m gonna be mocked for this but *whispers* gilmore girls *cough* I MEAN WRESTLING AND GUNS

First Fandom: man, was i hella into thomas the tank engine when i was five. i wrote fanfic and EVERYTHING. but no, like, legit, i used to love that shit. i would go to my friend greg’s house every day to play with his train set, and we’d always end up fighting and break our friendship off until i’d go to his house again the next day.
Hobbies: when i actually can manage to do them (outside of listening to music because that is near constant): drawing, cooking, writing music, playing video games, giving things funny voices…
Books I’m currently reading: peggy and me by miranda hart, and i also need to get a move on with the yo-kai watch manga. bought five volumes in one go in june and i’m still on vol 1.

Favourite Book(s): i enjoyed juliana hatfield’s memoir a lot but i don’t really have the attention span to be a prolific reader

Worst thing you’ve ever eaten/tasted: FART CHEESE (it was like an ash cheese and it was horrible and it tasted like someone had just let rip in my mouth. the smell warned me, my sister told me not to try the sample, but yet to prove a point i had to fucking eat it, DIDN’T I?)

Favourite place: in bed asleep

I TAG: @bbytalknerdytome @fatalfuryspecial @ghostshorts @monomarquis @drewbocalypse @roady @targaryenstormborns @xaunaughtrambles and anybody else who is keen as a bean

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Azurrin Week 2016 Day 5: Song


Bonus:

Hairily
I don’t care what people say when it grows longer

Guardians of the Moon and Sun

It was incredibly dark, but it was also amazingly beautiful. Its endlessness excited humans, sparked curiosities, and inspired countless ideas in tiny, insignificant minds. But it was also all very overwhelming; too real, too much, too difficult to fully grasp. It was cosmic space. Billions of stars illuminated the darkness surrounding them. Rays of lights shoot through vast expanses. Bountiful energies floated, formed, and encircled rich galaxies.

In the loneliness of the deep dark, a large temple stood erect, glowing ethereally from its moon bound material. Its cool blue and hot magenta colors clashed, while simultaneously thriving off one another. Sasuke Uchiha, a boy of many talents and sheer intelligence, stood silently on guard before the entryway of the temple. He was simply minuscule in comparison, yet he was pragmatic, distant and cold as he appeared.

Floating nearby is no other than Naruto Uzumaki, and like always, far from attending his duty in the choice of pestering the Guardian of the Moon. Naruto, like his appearance suggested, was a big, fiery, ball of brightness and was a complete loudmouth. He, of course, had a wide, brilliant smile that Sasuke found dreadfully annoyed by and unaccustomed to. Sasuke has lost count of how much time the brat has visited the area, and once again could not wait for him to leave.

Naruto was in tight arm lock on top of a compressed cloud of stardust that assisted on his travel. He moved quite unsteady, and it wobbled over slowly. Sasuke rolled his eyes at the look of utter stupidity and unprofessionalism. After tremendous effort and unaccounted grunts and swears, Naruto finally reached the steps leading to the temple. He dramatically skipped up the stairs with his arms swinging back and forth and stopped to a halt when he reached the landing.

“Hey, Sasuke, I found some really cool black holes a couple thousand light-years away! Wanna go see it? My cloud could carry us both!” Naruto exclaimed excitedly; his eyes shining in anticipation for Sasuke’s positive answer. Of course, it never came, not only would Sasuke never offer a positive answer, he would strongly disapprove on a positive attitude. Sasuke simply ignored his counterpart and stared straight ahead into darkness.

“Come’on…” Naruto whined, “It’s so boring here. Talk to me. You are literally the only person here that is my age. Everyone else is old or wrinkly or scary!” Naruto pouted, “Don’t you ever get tired of standing here guarding this door?” Naruto asked as he leaned against the tall pillars surrounding the temple.

“That is my job, idiot.” Sasuke stated, still unwilling to look at Naruto.

“Why do you have to be such a goody, goody two-shoes princess? Doing something different wouldn’t hurt anybody.”

“I take my work very seriously, whereas you should too,” Sasuke scorned as he looked Naruto up and down, “Guardian of the Sun.” Sasuke addressed. “Go back to your post, as far away from me as possible.”

“Stop being so stubborn, you stupid butthead!” Naruto shouted from the top of his lungs, face brimming red from frustration and irritation.

“Nice comeback.” Sasuke muttered sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and sneered at Naruto’s child-like behavior.

Naruto folded his arms; he flopped to the ground and crossed his legs. Sasuke constantly tried to push Naruto away; he has never encountered someone at such wild, boisterous, and intense caliber. It was unfamiliar and exhausting, yet surprisingly refreshing.

“Look,” Sasuke started, “You’ve been coming here, always non-stop talking about these ‘fun, exciting adventures,’ but they are all extremely absurd and mundane.”

“You’re one to talk! You’ve been here for how many centuries? Standing here like a pole. Is that all you want to do for the rest of eternity?!” Naruto retorted, quite flustered.

“That is part of the job description; it’s exactly what we signed up for when we became guardians, moron”

“It’s not like the temple will move anywhere when we’re gone for a couple of minutes.”

“Then what the hell do you suggest that is neither dull nor pointless?”

Naruto paused, and placed his fingers under his chin, thinking silently for once. He hummed, trying to come up with the perfect idea for the pretentious prick before him. While looking around at the endless expanse of cosmic space, he had the best idea. “For a start,” Naruto began as he grabbed Sasuke’s hand and together hauled off down the stairs.

Artist and Writer: @kiraiki

SNS AU -  Guardians of the Moon and Sun - When The Stars Align

June 3, 2016

unidentified snippet

“Hi, Magnus. It’s Simon. You know me. Well, you called me Soames last time we spoke, but we’ve hung out. I’m calling to, uh … to—sorry if this is out of line—suggest that you maybe take Alec back.

“I think it would be good for morale. Honestly, Alec was really horrible to Clary when they first met, and if he turns all cranky again, I don’t know what Clary’s going to do. In those days, Clary had way fewer weapons and way fewer brothers.

“This time it’s different. Her boyfriend is on fire. She’s got enough problems. I guess what I’m saying is that we’d all appreciate it if you took one for the team.

“Not that I’m part of a Shadowhunter team. Shadowhunters don’t let vampires join the team.

“This message probably seems selfish, and also crazy. I honestly do feel bad for Alec. He’s a good guy. Much less annoying than Jace. I’ve always felt like, given the opportunity, we could be friends. Maybe bros. Maybe we could be bros who shoot arrows together.

“It may at this point be obvious that Isabelle forced me to make this phone call.“

DRAFT 1/13/ 2025 2:34 pm
Im so angry at you for leaving me. You almost had me fooled.

DRAFT 1/13/2015 11:49 PM
They say the first night of heartbreak is the hardest. But I never expected this unbearable pain in my chest. I’ve smoked a pack and a half today. And I can almost hear your voice in my head telling me to slow down. I dont want to listen in fear of not hearing it. Please don’t go away

DRAFT 1/14/2015 4:07 PM
You told me you’d mail my stuff back. I guess I was secretly hoping you’d be forced to see me one last time. Maybe then you’d change your mind. But I guess life never really works the way we want it to, it just throws us into battlefield without armor. And god do I feel naked. Give me my fucking sweater back. Im so cold without you

DRAFT 1/14/2015 5:59 PM
Remember the first time I told you i was in love with you? We were laying in my bedroom talking too much to pay attention to the tv. I traced the words on your back 27 times, making you guess what i was writing. When you finally understood you just smiled at me. And about 30 minutes later you whispered “I think im in love with you too” out of no where. And I guess that’s how this happened. You left out of nowhere. Just like how lied out of nowhere.

DRAFT 1/14/2015 10:25 PM
Did you ever really love me? Did you mean anything that came out of your mouth? Or was it all bullshit?

DRAFT 1/15/2015 1:34 PM
I took a shower too hot this morning because I know how you like your water luke warm. Tuesday came on Pandora and I sang it at the top of my lungs because you always thought it was annoying and “repetitive”. I felt free for almost a moment. Free of hurt and sadness. But then I realized the water was on my back not my face. I was crying.

DRAFT 1/15/2015 3:04 PM
There was someone else wasn’t there?

DRAFT 1/15/2015 5:05 PM
I hate you so fucking much. Fuck you. Fuck whoever you left me for. I wish I had never met you.

DRAFT 1/15/2015 5:10 PM
I didnt mean that im sorry baby…dont go

DRAFT 1/15/2015 5:29 PM
Im sorry I wasn’t what you needed. Im sorry I got mad when you fucked that girl. Im sorry I would get jealous so often. Im sorry I’d call you out on your lies. Im sorry I cared too fucking much to let you go and do whatever you want. Im sorry. Im sorry. Im sorry.

DRAFT 1/16/2015 2:56 AM
If I spray paint the words “I miss you” on every building you drive by on the way to work in the mornings will you come back?

DRAFT 1/16/2015 8:56 AM
It doesn’t hurt as bad today…but it still feels like you’re turning the knife that’s permanently stuck through my heart

DRAFT 1/18/2015 3:05 AM
I saw you tonight on the dance floor. Actually you were the only thing I saw on the dance floor

DRAFT 1/18/2015 3:06 AM
Im so tempted to press send. To ask you to stay one last time. There is nobody else that I will love like you. No two loves are identical babe. But even if they were id have to throw the towel in because it is you that I want to take Sunday morning baths with despite the fact that I hate seeing my naked body in any form. I wouldn’t mind it so much with you in my arms. I hope the nights treat you well and I hope you don’t look at yourself too long in the mirror. I hope your brother calls you and I hope you go to the zoo a lot this summer. I hope one day you can walk through your hallway in the dark without getting chills and god do I hope that your diet consists of more than the emptyness of your stomach. How i wish you would call me and say baby i was wrong I don’t want to ever see a Tuesday without your smile. But this is not a romantic comedy and I am not fucking Mila kunis. I hope you’ll look back and be able to remember how fiercely I loved you. I hope you’ll hear my name and you’ll laugh thinking of the day we went to the beach and you got food poisoning. I took care of you all night. You’ll laugh because you’ll miss me. You’ll miss me. And baby am i going to miss you? Yes the answer will forever be yes. It will be your eyes I see in my dreams when I am 32 laying next to my wife. It will be you. It will be you. It will be you. It will fucking be y o u

SENT 1/18/2015 3:29 AM
Goodbye my love….

—  THE ART OF LOSING YOU
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I guess it’s about that time again! Anime Expo 2014 is just around the corner and I’m rollin’ out some new laminates! Many of you who visited our booth last year are seeing some familiar faces, but along with the familiar faces, I have an additional seven NEW laminates. These include the following from the top to the bottom: Cyclonus w/ Tailgate, Tailgate, Thundercracker, Starscream with crown, Skywarp, Arcee, and Rung!

The prices are as follows, 1 for $3, 4 for $10, and 10 or more, $2 each! If you have any questions, please sent an ask! Me and Kwestone look forward to seeing you guys. Swing around our table at G25!

All the laminates are up on our website! Same prices apply, $3 for one or $35 for the whole set of 16, which is under two bucks per!

a softer world sentence starters.
  • ❛ some people are so good at disappearing that you start to doubt your memories that they were ever there. ❜ 
  • ❛ how do you say goodbye to someone who was never there? ❜
  • ❛ i don’t want a world without pain, or loss. i just want them to mean something. ❜
  • ❛ there are some people who believe a photo captures their soul. ❜
  • ❛ if you love something let it go. ❜
  • ❛ you were not the first, you will not be the last. ❜
  • ❛ there are some secrets i will take to my grave, but i don’t want loving you to be one of them. ❜
  • ❛ you can still back out before anyone gets hurt. ❜
  • ❛ i said i’d love you forever, and really meant it at the time. i guess that’s my problem. ❜
  • ❛ kindness won’t save anyone. ❜
  • ❛ for a long time i thought i deserved better. but the truth is we both deserve better than this. ❜
  • ❛ i wish there was a word that meant “goodbye” for someone who was already gone. ❜
  • ❛ i never meant to hurt you. you have to believe me. ❜
  • ❛ we’ll always have yesterday. ❜
  • ❛ hope softens the rough edge of every promise. ❜
  • ❛ love is stupid. happiness is admitting we aren’t better than stupid. ❜
  • ❛ you can’t always want what you get. ❜
  • ❛ i wish i had a dollar for every dollar’s worth of work i did. ❜
  • ❛ we are empty inside and hollow. hoping something sweet will make its nest in us. ❜
  • ❛ we’re too far from help. ❜
  • ❛ monsters are even more scary when you see them afraid. ❜
  • ❛ we carry our own loneliness with us. ❜ 
  • ❛ fake happiness beats genuine misery. ❜
  • ❛ they always trust me to be someone who i don’t even want to be. ❜
  • ❛ i cannot see where i want to go, only that i want the going.❜
  • ❛ you are never here. you are always almost there. ❜
  • ❛ you and me will die the way we lived, telling ourselves stories to make it mean something. ❜
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GINMEME | 7 relationships; Yorozuya [3/7]

“A person’s life is like carrying a heavy burden while walking a long road”.  A long time ago, a guy named Tokugawa Nobuhide said that. When I first heard it, I thought it just sounded lame. But I guess you can’t dismiss what old people say. It wasn’t really a burden. It was something important you held with both hands. But you didn’t realize it was there when you held it. I only realized its true weight after it slipped from my hands. I don’t know how often I thought, “I’ll never carry this again”. But, all of a sudden, I’m feeling that weight again. If I threw it all away, it would be easier. But I don’t feel like it. It would be too boring to keep walking without them. 

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I need some more practice drawing them… ;w;

DeanCas coda to 12.04 “American Nightmare”

“So, you’ll never guess what happened to me today.”

What?

They do this now; sit on separate beds, miles away from one another, and talk. It’s uncomfortable—Dean’s face is always hot where it’s pressed against his phone, and Cas’s voice is a ghost of itself over the tinny line, but they make do. This isn’t the first time they’ve been apart and it won’t be the last. A little time apart is healthy, right?

That’s hard to remember when, ridiculously, all Dean wants is to have someone hold him.

“The wiccan I thought was a witch—Beth, you remember me talking about her? She gave me her number.”

Silence.

“Uh, Cas? You there?”

“I’m here.” Dean frowns at the far-away sounding response, listening intently to the rustle of fabric as Cas settles and re-settles on whatever starched motel bed he’s found himself for the night. The angel still doesn’t need sleep, but apparently, having his own space is the only way he’s managing to stay sane on his weird little roadtrip thing with Crowley (which Dean is totally not bitter about, by the way). “Um…” Cas clear his throat. “What will you do with it?”

A frown. “Like, what’ll I do with the number? Nothing. Why,” he asks, cautious. “Do you… think I should call her?”

They haven’t had time to talk about it. Between Amara and Chuck and Mom and Lucifer, Dean’s barely had a second to wipe his ass, let alone have a Grown Up Conversation about where exactly he and Cas stand. They touch a lot, and they kiss a lot, and sometimes they fuck, but they’ve never actually said the words dating or relationship. Not that Dean’s necessarily complaining; that shit’s always ended in tears, but… he kind of thought he and Cas were on the same page for this.

“…If you want to call her,” Castiel finally says. “You should.”

Dean grits his teeth. “Wow, Cas, way to make a guy feel special.”

The freaking angel has the gall to sigh on the other end. “What are you talking about.

“What’m I—” the hunter cuts himself off, shaking his head as his hands turn to fists. “I thought we were both knew what we were getting ourselves into, here, but I guess not. I guess I didn’t get the goddamn memo.”

Excuse me? You’re the one who told me about a woman giving you her phone number!”

“Yeah, Cas!” Dean exclaims. “I told you about my day. I shared something with you because I thought it was something we could laugh about—haha isn’t this so hilarious because I’m 100% committed to you. But here you are fucking telling me to call her so I guess I really missed the mark on that one.”

Dean—”

“No. You’re always wanting me to talk? Fine. This case was so fucked Sam and I had to down six fingers just to stop fucking shaking. I was so friggin’ stubborn a social worker thought I was flirting when I went to her office to kill her, and I was so fucked up over the mom thing, I almost fucking lost Sam. A kid fucking died because I wasn’t there. Hell, the only light at the end of the tunnel was one kid got away safe, and Mom texted me back, but even though I get why she left she’s still gone. You’re still gone. And I know, okay; I’m an asshole who doesn’t treat you half as good as I should, but jesus I thought we both knew what we were doing, here.”

Dean,” Cas says weakly.

Dean stubbornly wipes a hand down his face, taking the moisture on his cheeks with it. “Fuck, I just… I fuckin’ miss you, man. But if this ain’t gonna work out, you tell me, here and now, because I don’t think I can—” his breath hitches and he swallows the rest of his sentence, biting his lip in an attempt to keep it together. How the hell did this happen?

Dean, I’m not—I don’t—” Cas’s breath rattles through the speaker, and Dean’s chest turns cold. “…I’m sorry about your case,” the angel finally says. “I’m sorry about your mother. I’m sorry I misunderstood, but I.” He pauses, collecting himself. When he speaks next, his voice is a low croak. “I don’t want to overstep. I don’t want—”

To get kicked out again, Dean’s mind finishes. He feels his heart sink.

“Listen to me,” he says—firm, brooking no argument. “You can’t overstep. Cas, I-I want you here, for every beginning, middle and end of every day. I wanna fuckin’ make you breakfast in the morning and go to sleep with you at night, and I want people to stop giving me their numbers ’cause I can’t help holding your hand while we’re on cases. I just…”

Me too,” the angel murmurs, suddenly all sweet and shy.

Dean bites his lip, ducking his head in a nod while his ears flare red. “Um,” he mumbles. His heart is gonna crack his ribs for how hard it’s pounding. He licks his lips. “So, uh, find that SOB so you can come home, huh?”

Cas is smiling so bright, Dean can practically hear him over the phone. “I will,” he says.

“Great. Cool. I, ah. I love you.”

I love you, too, Dean.”

Everyone loves new babies!

Last year, my wife and I had our first child. It was by far the happiest day of my life. When my son was born, I took a week off of work to help out at home, and spend time with the new baby, of course. My wife and I had asked both sides of our families that we would like to have no visitors for at least the first couple of weeks, and especially the first week since I had taken time off of work, specifically to spend time with my child.

Low and behold, guess who shows up… My mother-in-law, and sister-and-law with her less than well behaved-child. They had taken a flight out the day after my son was born, and showed up at our doorstep. They wanted to come “help”…

They were no help at all. Now, I had to deal with the new baby, helping my wife, trying to get some quality time in with my son, and the guests. Provide entertainment for sister-in-law’s kid who makes a mess everywhere, and the sister-in-law does nothing but park her ass on the couch all day. Mother-in-law helped out a little more, but not much. It was twice as much work, and even more stress than you could imagine.

What really pissed me off, is that we asked them to give us some space for a while and they deliberately came despite our request.

So now the revenge…It’s been a few months, and sister-in-law had her new baby yesterday. The sister-in-law requested no visitors for the first month as she wants to bond with her new baby. I booked a flight for my wife to go over and visit. She leaves tomorrow morning.

Enjoy the visit.

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VIXX: Concept-dols (ver. Super Hero) [1/??]

Surprise! I tricked you all, there were 129 pages, not 128!! (I’m lame ahahaha)

Well, this is the last page of the Ruins’ arc!! I REALLY FINISHED IT!! I am proud of myself c’: It’s the first time I make it so far in one of my projects, and it’s all thanks to you guys, that keep supporting me!!

In a short while I’ll update the cover of this arc, because yes I made it last, I am super smart. I need to put everything in order, and start preparing my blog for the next arc, Snowdin, and I dunno how to do it, so I guess it’ll take some time… but fear not! Next Saturday you will have more pages! I promise ^^


Again.. thank you, everyone! I hope you enjoyed it! ^^


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