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✧ Archive moodboards ✧

Olá, pessoas! I haven’t done many moodboards lately so I decided to give archive moodboards a try. The rules are:

  • Mbf me
  • Reblog this post (likes don’t count)
  • Send me a 🌺 (that’s mostly so I can keep track and let you know when I post yours)
  • Blacklist ‘i do archive moodboards’ if you don’t want to see them

UPDATE: At least for now, I’ll only be doing the next 10 requests, besides the ones in my inbox (So you can enter until this reaches about 50 notes, and I’ll update the again when I hit the amount and close requests for the moment.)  

UPDATE²: This is closed for now, I’ll just finish the ones in my inbox. Thanks so much to everyone who entered!

pineapplebank  asked:

How bad is Filmation back in the 80's? Like I used to remember hear cartoonist like John K, Sam Simon, Paul Dini and Eddie Fitzgerald said that Filmation is the worst animation studio of all time. Like I know the shows bad but why?

TL;DR version: everything about FILMATION was CHEAP

  • animation
  • storytelling
  • editing
  • production

It was so cheap it took over and forced everybody else down for a very, very long time.


Let me back up a sec, growing up I didn’t have a lot of cartoons, what I got was either old crap from the 60s/70s or 80s toy cartoons. Now don’t get me wrong, I have a lot of affection for old crap because it was my childhood, watching G.I. Joe, Transformers, He-Man, SuperFriends and Scooby Doo is built into my being, I have a soft spot for the fucking WONDER TWINS so like, I get that a lot of people outright love these old shows. But time marched on and good cartoons were just on the horizon and they changed our perception of what cartoons could be on TV forever…

Originally posted by nothingislinear

That’s not to say my childhood wasn’t devoid of good cartoons; Yogi Bear, Rocky & Bullwinkle, The Flintstones and Jetsons all 1960s vintage, but otherwise there was just so much crap SO MUCH CRAP being pumped out to fill Saturday morning advertising spots and I just can’t forgive abhorrent turds like Gilligan’s Planet, not now, not ever

So what made FILMATION suck? It was CHEAP with a capital ¢

Limited animation, boring interchangeable stories, lazy, lazy editing. Even as a kid you knew you were watching 2nd rate crapola but it was either that or the Farm Report so you watched it anyway (any port in a storm right?) You can always tell a FILMATION cartoon because not only is the animation limited BUT that animation going to be shown again and again and again and again (and again). Sometimes even in reverse. Star Trek was at least blessed with some decent writing to distract you from the crumby everything-else (thank you DC Fontana) but it was virtually a slide show. When a show has less animation per episode than Rocket Robin Hood or Spider-Man ‘67 my face kind of scrunches up in amazement that we ate it up like we did (but then again there weren’t as many controls regarding sugar to food value ratios in breakfast cereals back in those days, so maybe my sugar fits added frames of animation where there were none)

Originally posted by welele

Most shows only assembled mouth animation for each episode and if you were lucky the eyes, otherwise everything else was recycled. All the shows were written first and then animated after with these interchangeable factory parts. Even Synchro Vox stuff like Space Angel and Clutch Cargo had new art from time to time but with Fat Albert you saw one episode you saw them all blah-blah-blah all talk, no moving around. You might as well dust off your storybook 45″ and listen to that, at least there’d be voice acting in those

Originally posted by napsmear

What sometimes confused me though was after they escaped the 70s they got ambitious in the 80s with stuff like He-Man and She-Ra (and maybe BraveStarr much later as they fought to survive actual cartoons) the problem with it was you’ve got some realistic bodies to animate with complex shapes and a company that is notorious for moving characters the least amount possible; the result was twitchy and weird and recycled beyond belief. SIDE NOTE: I challenge anybody not on the 80s nostalgia wagon to marathon She-Ra episodes and not fall asleep, watch 10 episodes in a row and then tell me what each one was about. People take it for granted these days that even with serial cartoons like Steven Universe each episode gives you something, whether its story or some new character detail or just something really fun happenin’ (Star vs The Forces of Evil) cartoons of yore were made like sausage links on an assembly line. If I wasn’t a horny little kid there’d be no reason AT ALL to watch garbage like The Archies or She-Ra

Anyway, sometimes you can’t see how big a circus is until you escape it and look back at the size of the tent. In the late 80s something started happening to cartoons, they were getting better, more interesting, more … animated. There are a lot of theories as to why this was. Some people claimed ownership over the movement that happened, I just think it was the zeitgeist at the time, Disney wasn’t the king of animation anymore and that meant there was a gap to fill and more stuff going on at the theatre where REAL money was being made with things like Heavy Metal and The Secret of NiMH, home grown animators were giving a shit about what they made. Then on TV when old timey cartoons with more than 24 frames of animation per second were shown to us by the geniuses at Pee Wee’s Playhouse we got woke real quick, most people hadn’t seen that stuff in decades. And then surprise! Roughly the same time that was happening The New Adventures of Mighty Mouse came about, and man, what a cartoon! That was the first cartoon I remember my parents watching with us kids. It was funny and interesting and WEIRD. It was also animated differently from other shows. It wasn’t as janky as He-Man and yet it wasn’t as somehow as slick-yet-boring as 80s Hanna-Barbara, it was fluid and interesting and weird and funny….

…and then it got yanked off the air because the 80s was a strange, strange time and place BUT the fire was lit and so many other more zany cartoons came out shortly after, Tiny Toons is pretty dated now but back then it was like WHAT! they can do that on TELEVISION? It was animated fairly well and it was funny and it wasn’t that episode of The Flintsones or Looney Tunes you’d seen for the billionth time it was fresh and interesting.

Disney started making a comeback as well what with Family Channel; new original works like Gummi Bears and DuckTales was a big departure from other stuff that was on TV at the time, it was fresh and interesting. Game changers!

Originally posted by ducktales88

At the box office we had stuff like Who Framed Roger Rabbit breathing life back into so many cartoons at once, what happened through the 80s really sparked what would lead to the animation explosion of the 90s


For me looking back at the first half of the 80s (and most of the 70s) you could clearly see how cheap and uninspired the cartoons from that era really were, and then later as an adult learning about other TV cartoons that struggled to pit entertainment vs cost was equally eye opening. The problem with TV animation has always been the expense, TV has always been the “cheap” medium. When it started they used to show old crappy cowboy serials because that was the cheapest stuff they could show to fill airtime. Early cartoons tried very hard to be economical AND funny (Tom Terrific, Rocky & Bullwinkle!) a lot of these shows benefited from a simplistic style and a bunch of animators who’d been plying their craft for years. When they started retiring in the later 60s you could see the impact it had on everything. To my mind Hanna-Barbara was the only shop that was still producing decent cartoons through the mid-60s to the mid-70s, and even then Scooby Do was cearly made in haste to combat newcomers like FILMATION but luckily for HB it caught on in a major way. But by then it was like there was a race to the bottom. Who could make the cheapest crap to get away with and then land syndication rights YIKES (I’m sure somewhere Scooby-Doo, Where are you! is still playing right now)

Originally posted by witchywoman22


Now I’ve seen cartoon trends wax and wane between creator-driven and merch-driven, cheap as dirt / actual care and attention over the last 30+ years, to me its cyclical. We have been blessed with a lot of great shows for a few years which means we’re in for a bust cycle of cash-in dreck, I feel that this time around its main cause is television as a format is shrinking and producers are scared to death that their ad revenue isn’t as fat as it was over the last 30 odd years so they’re rapidly trying to make bank on easy-to-sell crap (remakes, toy tie-ins, all the stuff that make cartoons BAD).

Who knows maybe direct to web / streaming services are the next step for quality cartoons and help us avoid another dank age of animation, but for now I feel that we’re already seeing cheap, rushed out the door stuff seep in between our good cartoons.

Originally posted by jwblogofrandomness

Time will tell… time will tell…

So, ah, I got this idea and it didn’t go away soooo here is a dexnursey ficlet with that soulmate trope where when you write something on your skin it appears on the other’s. Here, these two are in an established relationship.

                                                ——————-

You know I love you, right???

Those 6 words that have suddenly appeared on the inside of his right arm, warm and loving could only mean that his dear boyfriend was up to no good.

It also had to happen when he was in the middle of class. Granted, the teacher tended to talk away but he still liked to take notes. With a sigh, Dex picked up a marker from his desk and on the inside of his left arm, as discreetly as he could, he began to write.

- Nursey, what have you done?

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                     would anyone be interested in plotting with incarnations of zodiac constellations ?  so far,  i have pisces and aries and i really want to give them some interesting plots and interactions.  note :  they aren’t specifically the “zodiac signs”,  they’re just a human embodiment of the stars.  if you’re interested,  i can give you more info.

Perks (or lack thereof)

Skyrim AU. Quick thing that wouldn’t leave my head while I was researching. 


“Elsa, what are you doing?” 

She didn’t need to look up to see the amused smile on Anna’s face. She knew it was there. Instead, Elsa poked the redhead’s chest again with her lockpick, lips curled into a frown. 

“My Lockpicking skill is at 100. So is my Pickpocketing,” she said. 

Anna sighed. “There you go saying weird things again…” 

“But neither of those matter because I can’t seem to steal your heart.” 

The blonde tossed her lockpick over her shoulder–she had over 200 in her inventory anyway–as the frown on her face deepened in frustration. None of her skills and their subsequent perks were of any use here. Elsa looked up, ready to ask Anna if there were any prerequisites she had missed, when she noticed the redhead staring at her in wide-eyed disbelief, jaw open. 

Elsa furrowed her brow, puzzled. “What?” 

A moment of silence passed before Anna suddenly shoved her, freckled cheeks alight with a fierce blush. Not expecting the sudden move, Elsa staggered back a few steps, her own eyes widening, only to briefly flick up. 

No health bar. She’s not hostile…Good. 

Lowering her gaze, she noted that Anna’s teal eyes were churning with a myriad of different emotions, her bottom lip quivering. 

“Is something–” 

“Y-You don’t just say things like that so casually!” Anna nearly shrieked at her, hands clenching into fists. “You c-couldn’t have at least…I don’t know, used an Amulet of Mara?!” 

“I’m only allowed to use one amulet or necklace at a time, and this one so happens to give me more Stamina,” Elsa scoffed, at a loss as to why Anna would prefer a 10% cost reduction to Restoration spells over 30 extra Stamina points. 

Anna merely stared again as silence reigned. 

“Elsa!” 

The blonde in question arched an eyebrow. “Are you sure you’re not a Dragonborn too? Your volume would be–” 

Anna gave another shriek, and Elsa flinched in surprise. Before she knew it, the redhead had stormed over to her, roughly grabbing the collar of her tunic. 

She crashed their lips together in a bruising kiss. 

And Elsa swore she could see Sovngarde in that moment. 


Epilogue: 

“You didn’t have to be so casual about it…” Anna mumbled into her chest once they had parted, her arms wrapped around Elsa’s waist. “If you’d just worn the amulet, I would’ve known.” 

“That amulet is so ugly, no offense. I’d much rather just steal.” 

“Elsa, you have to work for these things!” Anna exclaimed in exasperation, even as a smile returned to her face. “I keep telling you, you can’t just steal to make things better!” 

Elsa hummed, pressing a kiss to the top of Anna’s head. 

“I stole you, didn’t I?”

anonymous asked:

Could you do tips for the first day of college classes and the easiest way to take notes (laptop vs notebook)? I feel like I'll be nervous to use a laptop in class but oh well. Thanks.

First day of college classes are usually the easiest. Some professors just give out their syllabus, read it a bit, and let you leave early. Other professors give out the syllabus, tell you to read it on your own, and start to lecture.

I would suggest getting to class at least 10 minutes early just so you can have more seat choices available. I usually pack pretty light, I just put my laptop, a notebook, a single folder (to put my syllabi in), and my pencil case in my backpack. I also have other backpack stuff, but I wouldn’t consider those things school related.

I won’t be able to tell you what the easiest way to take notes because it really depends on what you feel comfortable doing. But, I used to take notes in a notebook but found it was easier to type with my laptop. It was just faster for me, and I was able to organize my notes better/add extra information without the page looking cluttered. I was a bit nervous to use my laptop, but a lot of people use their laptops or iPads in class to take notes. I would just advise to close out any tabs that aren’t school related before you get to class. So for me, I would close out Tumblr or YouTube, and open up Google Docs (that’s what I use to take notes). That way, when I get to class, I can just open my laptop and have everything already prepared when I sit down.

Hopefully, I was clear with everything!

My PSA on Boobs

I must confess.

I’m a tits man.

I have always loved those things.

But my love for them is like any favorite food or spice. You put too much or eat too much of it, it loses any enjoyment. For every Yoko Litner, Honey or Fujiko Miine there are at least 10 things or characters that fail at the art of tits.

Here is a list of things that should NEVER have tits, anthropotized or regular(take note authors and illustrators)

  • Birds
  • Snakes
  • Fish
  • Fish People
  • Robots
  • CHILDREN(NEVER GIVE TITS. EVER.)
  • Insects
  • Fish
  • Ferrets
  • Sharks
  • Octopus
  • Plants
  • Weapons
  • Microwaves
  • Any fish
  • DID I SAY IT IS WRONG TO GIVE CHILDREN TITS?! I DID!? WELL I WANT TO EMPHASIZE THAT!
  • Mice
  • The Personification of Mathematical Concepts
  • Fish
  • Seriously, never give children tits. It is just wrong, gross and pedophilic

Thank you for reading. We will continue with part two on the lecture on tits with the lesson on how big is to big.

I am pure skam tarsh and i need to share my love for this show with other people XD

Enter:

  • mbf me
  • reblog this post till December 31th (likes are just for bookmarking)
  • write in the tags or as a reply who your favourite character is and why you like the show
  • you must be willing to give me your email so I can add you to the side blog (It’s just a thing between you and us, no one else will get it and i will delete the information after adding you to the side blog/chat)
  • must reach at least 25 notes (or i will pretend this never happened)
  • check #skamnet for updates
  • I will pick 10-20 people

What you get:

  • Friends and a place to chat with people who like skam
  • a spot on the network page
  • an invitation to join the side blog
  • my undying love and friendship

Notes for USWNT vs. Japan

  • We tied the last game 3-3 so therefor I will make no changes to the starting 11
  • I hear that some fans are upset that I keep playing Hope Solo instead of giving time to some of the back ups. Those fans are gonna keep being upset for at least 10 more years lol. 
  • Kling is just so good. Specifics? Okay, well, like the way she…… look she’s my starting leftback and that’s that, stop asking.
  • Since when was Tobin Heath a forward? I don’t know but I’m going with it forever now.
  • At this point I don’t start Ali just to go see Kyle’s twitter after the game and have a laugh.
  • Playing Japan is a lot easier in Canada… on turf… with the sun in the Japanese keeper’s eyes… So that you can’t even clearly see a shot even from halfway up the pitch…
  • Yes, JJ goal!
  • Was JJ offside? Only technically, but like she’s such a cutie so come on.
  • Wonder how long until I sub out KO so that she can sit with me. I’ve been sitting with Ali but she keeps paying more attention to her phone than me, ugh.
  • Allie Long is an under appreciated artist.
  • Remember the last time Alex Morgan looked this good? 2012 when she won the Ballon D’or but it was given to Abby bc why not I guess you’re welcome, America.
  • Subbed Ali on and it started pouring rain cause she’s just too hot.
  • Update: Said that to Ali. She smiled uncomfortably.
  • Well that’s how it ends. A 2-0 win is nice and kind to Japan because we were totally about to score 5 more.

girlwithalessonplan  asked:

Do I want to be Google level 1 certified?

Short answer: yes. 

Longer answer: yes, for numerous reasons.

1.) It’s practically free. All of the units for GCE are entirely free in the “Edu Training Center.” Each unit can be broken down by individual apps you would like to learn more about, or by the unit order that Google recommends. It comes with numerous check-ins and Unit Reviews that, if you are doing well on, align pretty well with the actual test at the end. They’re good indicators on whether or not you are prepared for the final test. The test for Level 1 is $10, and Level 2 is $25, which is more than reasonable for a teacher. Side note, at least in parts of Illinois, they’ll give you credit hours towards your renewing you licence, but that wildly varies from state to state. Also, if you are already kind of familiar with Google tools, Level 1 will not be overly complicated for you.

2.) More and more districts/workplaces all over the world are “going Google.” Originally iPads reigned supreme, but Google Apps for Education + Chromebooks have been a winning combination for the past few years. If your district isn’t using Google yet, they more than likely will be. Their suite of apps are designed for collaboration and streamlining tasks for both work and school. Getting those certifications allowed me to know how to integrate these tools and keeping up on tools means I’m never caught off-guard in a PD or a meeting. Millions are using Google for work and personal, it’s a good thing to stay updated and “up on the times.” I also want my students to be knowledgeable about Google products, because more than likely they will be using them in high school, college, or in their career. We owe it to our students to stay current.

3.) Google makes my classroom better. I can very easily say that learning how to incorporate GAFE into my classroom helped me get all the day-to-day nonsense (like making copies) out of my way so I could focus on building relationships and helping my students. The range of GAFE allowed me to go entirely paperless last year. It allows me to turn Google Slides presentations into Drag-and-Drop activities like my kids will see on the PARCC. Google Classroom lets me create instant polls for ice breakers or exit slips. I can create a Google Form quiz that gives students help if they get the wrong answer, and then another try. It allows me to “get out of the way” and let students collaborate and create some really cool products that poster-board and glitter glue just couldn’t do.

So yes, I am thrilled I became a Google Certified Educator Level 1 & 2. I think more teachers should (but that’s just my opinion.) It’s great experience, and gives teachers the tools to not only modernize their classrooms, but make it more of a collaborative community outside the walls of their building. It’s the foundation for deeper connections with people and content, and that’s pretty darn cool.

Calum Hood Imagine - But We're Friends?

Requested: no

Synopsis: Calum goes through a break up and need’s his best friend

Word Count: 2,550

Warnings: sexual content, swearing

 IMAGINES // PREFERENCES // REQUEST 

Relationship problems spread like wildfire in today’s society. As soon as she tweeted that they were over, it spread all over social media and it didn’t take long for everyone to know about Calum and GF/N (girlfriends name) break up. To say I was happy was an understatement—I was fucking ecstatic. I wasn’t too fond of her, but then again, I’m not usually too fond of Calum’s choice in ladies but I never said anything. I was always a good friend and never expressed my disdain for his lady friends.

Calum was obviously hurt which meant it was time for Luke and myself to intervene and pick up the pieces. I already saw Luke completely slay her on twitter, which was pure gold if I say so myself, but now it’s all about Calum. He needs us.

Calum and I have been friends for ages, long before his music career blew up. We were always together when we were younger but as we grew older things began to change. It seems that you can’t spend so much time with someone of the opposite sex if you’re just friends when you’re 17. There’s always got to be something more beneath the friendship, it’s, and I quote, “impossible for a girl and boy to be just friends”. In my opinion it’s all bullshit. There was nothing to our relationship; we just enjoyed each other’s company. That’s all there was, no lust, no love, just friendship. And as good friends do, we pick each other up when we fall.

The phone rang a few times and I almost gave up. I let it ring and ring until the line clicks and his groggy voice fills the speakers. “Hey.” Was all he said, his voice strained slightly. You could tell he had been crying by the tone of his voice.

“Hey, how are you?" 

"I’m tearing up in the middle of the airport if that tells you anything. God, I feel so stupid.”

“You’re not stupid babe. You may have made a mistake but we all do, you’re only human. It’s not your fault you went out with a complete and utter-”

“Y/N, don’t go there.” Calum warns.

“Sorry. I just never liked her.”

“I know.”

“What? How?”

“You’re not the best at hiding your feelings. You would get this pure look of disgust on your voice whenever she called.” He chuckles.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You were right. Are you home?”

“Yeah, you finally coming back to Australia Mr. Big shot?” I tease.

“For a bit, yeah. Look my plane’s boarding soon so I’ll call you when I land, pick me up from the airport?”

“I’ll see you then Calum.”

He hangs up with a final goodbye and silence falls around me. I sigh, leaning back onto the headboard. As cliché as it sounds, I did develop a small crush on Calum a while ago, but I made sure to squash it the feelings. There was no way I could have a crush on my best friend. Could you imagine that? Calum and I, dating? That’s hilarious. Either way, I’m definitely not his type as you can tell from his previous relationships. Still, no matter how hard I try to push away my feelings for him there is always a small part of me that wants to just grab him and kiss him really really hard and then possibly punch him in the face for making me feel this way. “Boys are stupid.” I mutter softly, shoving my phone in my pocket. I turn on the TV and wait for Calum to text.

I was asleep when my phone rang, and rang, and rang. I jolted out of bed on the fifth ring to find 15 missed calls and 27 texts—all from Calum. “Shit.” I yank on my shoes and desperately claw for my keys in my pig sty of a bag. My hands clasp onto the cold, metal key and I race out the door.

***

“I’m so sorry!” I say as I help him load his bags into my car. “I fell asleep and I’m not exactly a light sleeper so I didn’t hear my phone-”

“It’s okay, babe,” He interrupts. “I was only waiting for an hour or so.” He smirks.

“Don’t tease me, Hood. Now, get in the car asshole.”

The car ride was fairly silent and pretty awkward. There was a heavy tension in the air and I could feel it weighing down my shoulders. I wasn’t sure why the air was so tense. And before you even say anything there is no way it is sexual tension. Calum just went through a break up, he’s hurt and we haven’t seen each other in a while. That’s probably why it’s awkward.

I flip the switch of the radio and Chris Brown’s ‘Loyal’ pounds through the speakers. How ironic. I let the song play for a while, sneaking glances at Calum every once in a while. He mouths the words of the song as it progresses and I can’t help but smile. He makes me happy.

The radio continues to play and we still don’t speak, it seems as if the radio just added to the awkwardness of the situation.

“Have I ever told you how cute you are?” Calum says, breaking the silence.

“What?”

“You’re cute. Like, really cute and when you wore that tight black dress on your birthday, oh damn, I almost lost it. You looked so hot.”

“Are you talking to me?” I ask, dumbfounded by his words.

“If I was talking to someone else there would be a problem since you’re the only other person in this car.”

“Oh,” I pause, taking in what he said. “You think I’m hot?” I smirk, a boost of confidence coursing through my body.

He nods his head. “And on Halloween when you wore that little maid’s outfit with the thigh highs and suspenders, holy fuck, it was so difficult to resist the urge to bend you over the table. You looked so perfect.”

I feel myself choke on my own saliva. “What?” I squeak out. “You wanted to what?”

“Did you not hear me the first time?”

“No, no, I heard you. I’m just confused.”

“I wanted you, is it that confusing?”

“Calum,” I warn, “Stop.”

“Why? I thought you liked me.” His voice drops a few octaves at the end of the sentence.

“I do, Calum. I fucking do okay, but I don’t want to be your rebound.”

“Who says you are going to be my rebound? What if I just wanted a quick fuck to get my mind off things?” My knuckles turn white as I tighten my grip on the steering wheel.

“I’m sorry, do you think of me as some sort of slut? A ‘quick fuck’? Is that all I am to you? Am I that disposable?”

“Relax, Y/N. You know I don’t think of you like that. You’re one of my best friends.”

“You should have thought about that before you started speaking.” You snap. 

“Have you ever heard of friends with benefits?”

“Yes.” I mutter, shifting awkwardly in my seat.

“Why don’t we try it?” He suggests and I can feel a new form of tension surround us, this time all it is sexual tension.

“We’ll talk at home, Calum. Just-just be quiet for now, please?” I manage to choke out, feeling the heat between my legs throb slightly.

“Sorry.” He replies casually, leaning back in his seat as if he didn’t do anything.

If I thought it was awkward before, it sure as hell surpassed awkward a while ago. I couldn’t keep my mind off of him. I kept sneaking glances and then mentally cursing myself whenever he catches my eye. He was hot, yes. I would love to bang him, yes. Do I want to risk our friendship for sex? Possibly. 

I was very conflicted. Friends with benefits could be a good thing. Calum and I have a pretty platonic friendship and we can basically do and say whatever we want when we’re together but I’m wondering what would happen after the fact? If we do have sex, or hook up if you may, would it change anything? Would we still be able to maintain our friendship without lust hiding behind each word and action?

After what feels like hours, I park the car into my driveway and without waiting for him, I hop out of the car, open the trunk and run inside my house. “Geez Y/N thanks for the help.” He groans, lugging his suitcase up the stone steps.

“Sorry! Had to use the washroom.” I yell from upstairs. I throw myself down onto my bed, sinking into the soft duvet. I said we’d talk about it when we got home, but I really don’t want too. I’m acting like such a child, avoiding the situation in hopes it will just resolve itself. It is possible for him to forget but I highly doubt he will. Calum is not one to forget things like this.

“Y/N? You coming down?” He calls out from the bottom of the stairs. I mumble a ‘yes’ and slowly exit my room and walk down to meet Calum.

“I was thinking we could watch a movie, order some pizza. You know the usual.” He suggests, plopping down onto the couch.

“Uh-sure.” I respond. “You can pick the movie and I’ll order the pizza?”

“Sure.” He smiles, turning on the TV as he begins to flip through channels.

I move into the kitchen to make the call and I make sure to spend my sweet time describing what we want. I give myself at least 10 minutes before descending back into the living room. “Took you long enough.” He smirks, patting the spot beside him. I reluctantly sit down beside him and on instinct I cuddle into his side, burying my face into his shoulder. I deeply inhale, enjoying the scent of his all-too familiar cologne. “You smell nice.” I whisper and I can see him smile.

“I got a new cologne in L.A.”

“I like it. You should wear it more often.”

“I’ll make note of it.” I divert my attention to the random movie Calum chose although I don’t exactly watch it. I am far more distracted by Calum rubbing small circles on my thigh with his thumb. He was driving me insane. I was aching for him at this point, my wetness spreading along my thighs.

“You want to continue our conversation from earlier?” He suggests, turning to face me, not stopping his actions.

“Uh, s-sure,” I stutter. “Friends with benefits, huh?”

“If you want. You can’t deny the fact that you want me,” He smirks up at me. “I can see it on your face. Remember, you’re not good at hiding your feelings.” He slowly trails his hand up my thigh, rubbing circles on my sensitive skin.

“Calum” I say softly, my voice hitching.

“Just one time baby and if you don’t want to continue I promise you that I will 100% forget about it.”

“I don’t know Calum. I’m scared.”

“Are you a virgin? I won’t judge.”

“What? No. I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“It won’t. Our friendship will be as strong as ever, maybe even stronger.”

“You know what, fine. Let’s do this shit.” He smirks at me and immediately pushing me down onto the couch, the movie soon forgotten.

He latches his lips onto mine and we move in harmony. His tongue swipes against my bottom lip and I more than happily give him access, allowing him to explore my mouth. I lift my hips up to meet his and he moans in my mouth. “You like that?” I whisper into the kiss, grinding my crotch into his for a second time but with more force.

“Mmm, baby yes.”

I never liked being on the bottom. I liked having control over things so naturally I took control of Calum and flipped us over, gaining dominance. He didn’t seem too shocked; I’m guessing he’s used to my controlling ways by now. “I like the way you look on top of me.”

“If we continue with our little FWB thing, I promise you it will happen more often.”

I lazily reconnect our lips, slowly grinding my crotch into his. He lets out a whimper and I smirk. “Not so confident now, are we?” I mutter.

“Get off your high horse princess.”

“I’m on top of you, so doesn’t that make you my ‘high horse’? You really want me to get off?”

“You’re hilarious. Get on with it, Y/N.”

I oblige.

My hands trail under his shirt, feeling his defined abs. “I want this off.” 

“Take it off, than.”

I pull his shirt over his head, ruffling his perfect hair in the process. I drag my nails down his chest, feeling him harden underneath me. I leave a trail of sloppy kisses from his collarbone down to the waistline of his pants. He lifts his hips up, allowing me to pull them off of his legs. I slip my fingers under the thin material of his boxers and pull it up slowly, before allowing it to snap back against his body. “Do something.” He mutters through gritted teeth. 

I simply palm him through his boxers and he lets out a moan. “Stop with the teasing, damn.” I shrug my shoulders, yanking his boxers down in one swift motion. I blow air onto his length and he hisses at the contact. I lick a stripe up his dick from the tip down, circling my tongue around his tip slowly before putting the entire thing in my mouth. His hands fly to my head and he pushes me lower, causing me to gag. I deep throat him for as long as I can, hollowing my cheeks to give him more friction.

“Just like that, princess. I’m so close.” He moans. I continue my actions until I can feel him twitch in my mouth, shooting his hot load down my throat. I swallow every last drop, licking him clean.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.” He says, eyeing my fully clothed body. My clothes soon meet his in a pile on the floor, leaving me in my panties alone. He bites his lip at the sight of me. “You’re so hot." 

He reaches up towards me, flipping us over so he has control. He plays with the hem of my panties, rubbing circles on the soft skin underneath. “You’re so soaked.” He mutters, slipping his finger inside my panties, running his digit over my folds. He plunges a finger inside of me, another one soon following. Moans fall from my lips as he moves in and out of my throbbing core. His thumb meets my clit, rubbing figure eights on the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

"I’m not going to be able to last for much longer." 

"It’s okay, baby girl. Come for me.”

I come undone, my orgasm raking through my body. “Fuck.” I moan out, my back arching off of the bed. My body reconnects with the couch and I lay there breathless. 

“Are you ready?” Calum questions and I nod.

He positions himself at my entrance and looks at me for reassurance. 

“Friends?” He asks, looking down at me.

“Friends.”

I wrote this for my other blog  and i just changed the names of the characters so if it sounds familiar that’s why

GUINNESS BOOK OF WORLD RECORDS RANKS THE LEGEND OF ZELDA IN THEIR BEST VIDEO GAME SERIES’ LIST

The 2015 release of the Guinness World Record: Gamer’s Edition book was released a couple of days ago and, with it, a list of the “50 Best Ever Video Game Series’”. The list is made from votes cast by over 5000 readers of the book. Here are the top 10 games on that list.

10. The Elder Scrolls
9. Battlefield
8. Assassin’s Creed
7. FIFA
6. The Legend of Zelda
5. Halo
4. Grand Theft Auto
3. Minecraft
2. Super Mario Bros.
1. Call of Duty

As you can see, it seems The Legend of Zelda has been ranked #6, a number I feel doesn’t give the series justice. At least, not when you see the games that beat it. I would like to imagine the fanbase for The Legend of Zelda spans a higher amount of people than those that play Call of Duty and Grand Theft Auto, but hey, numbers don’t lie [I guess]. Another interesting thing to note is that Minecraft, another game that is ranked higher than Zelda, isn’t even a game series. Regardless, this is the list and we should at least appreciate it the series is in there at all, wether or not some of us fully agree with it.

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PRAYING-WITH-PROPS IS DOING THEIR FIRST GIVEAWAY!!


Included:
•A small book of different Monet paintings
•Two organza bags (one purple, one green)
•Six small candles (black, red, yellow, green, dark blue, violet)
•A small spell vial to promote good dreams and restful sleep (I suggest pinning it inside you pillow)
•Two empty small spell vials (I can either create two more spell vials or send empty, up to you.)
•A medium spell vial, full of dried blue flower petals. I honestly am unsure the flower, I have always used them to help with anxiety, as is the point of this vial.
•Three mini jars with crystal chips (labeled on the bottom)
•Assorted crystals (A list will be included when shipped)
•5 personalized sigils (not shown)
•A special gift

Rules:
•It is to celebrate my 200+ followers, so you mbf me (praying-with-props)
•You can unfollow me once it’s over but that’d be a shame because I run a pretty snazzy blog
•This is in no way affiliated with tumblr.com or any other user, it is my giveaway
•Do not tag as anything ‘giveaway’ related or tumblr might take it down
•Reblog as many times as you like, but keep it to 1 per day as to not spam your followers
•Likes don’t count as an entry
•US residents only. I’m sorry but shipping is expensive and I am a broke college student
•Rules can be altered as I see fit
•The giveaway will run until August 10 and must get at least 100 notes.

EDIT!!!
•the winner will be picked with a random number generator
•I am hoping to give this stuff away to another person who practices witchcraft.
•It’s not a requirement- it’s just what I was hoping for.
GOOD LUCK 💫

findinghomeinabook’s 2.5k giveaway!

Hey guys! I just hit 2.5k followers and as a thank you I’ll be doing a giveaway on the Book Depository. 

The Rules:

  • This is a giveaway for my followers, so you must be following me
  • This post has to get at least 500 notes so I know enough people are entered
  • Only reblogs count, reblog as many times as you like but please don’t spam your followers
  • This giveaway is international, anyone can participate!
  • The giveaway is hosted on the Book Depository so you’ll need to be comfortable with giving me your address if you win (I promise I won’t stalk you)
  • The books above are some examples of books you could choose if you win, however the winner may choose any book under $20 
  • Reblog by February 23rd, 2015 10:00 pm Eastern Standard Time
  • The winner will be announced sometime between the 23rd to the 27th, I’ll keep you updated on the announcement 
  • If you have any other questions, send me an ask

Again, a giant thank you to everyone following me, you guys make my day and I’m super glad to be able to give back to you! 

Carter Reynolds Imagine - Just Friends

Requested: no

Synopsis: Carter goes through a break up and need’s his best friend

Word Count: 2,550

Warnings: sexual content, swearing

Relationship problems spread like wildfire in today’s society. As soon as she tweeted that they were over, it spread all over social media and it didn’t take long for everyone to know about Carter and Deborah’s break up. To say I was happy was an understatement—I was fucking ecstatic. I wasn’t too fond of her, but then again, I’m not usually too fond of Carter’s choice in ladies but I never said anything. I was always a good friend and never expressed my disdain for his lady friends.

Carter was obviously hurt which meant it was time for Matt and myself to intervene and pick up the pieces. I already saw Matt completely slay her on twitter, which was pure gold if I say so myself, but now it’s all about Carter. He needs us.

Carter and I have been friends for ages, long before his vine career blew up. We were always together when we were younger but as we grew older things began to change. It seems that you can’t spend so much time with someone of the opposite sex if you’re just friends when you’re 17. There’s always got to be something more beneath the friendship, it’s, and I quote, “impossible for a girl and boy to be just friends”. In my opinion it’s all bullshit. There was nothing to our relationship; we just enjoyed each other’s company. That’s all there was, no lust, no love, just friendship. And as good friends do, we pick each other up when we fall.

The phone rang a few times and I almost gave up. I let it ring and ring until the line clicks and his groggy voice fills the speakers. “Hey.” Was all he said, his voice strained slightly. You could tell he had been crying by the tone of his voice.

“Hey, how are you?" 

"I’m tearing up in the middle of the airport if that tells you anything. God, I feel so stupid.”

“You’re not stupid babe. You may have made a mistake but we all do, you’re only human. It’s not your fault you went out with a complete and utter-”

“Y/N, don’t go there.” Carter warns.

“Sorry. I just never liked her.”

“I know.”

“What? How?”

“You’re not the best at hiding your feelings. You would get this pure look of disgust on your voice whenever she called.” He chuckles.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You were right. Are you home?”

“Yeah, you finally coming back to North Carolina Mr. Big shot?”

“For a bit, yeah. Look my plane’s boarding soon so I’ll call you when I land, pick me up from the airport?”

“I’ll see you then Carter.”

He hangs up with a final goodbye and silence falls around me. I sigh, leaning back onto the headboard. As cliché as it sounds, I did develop a small crush on Carter a while ago, but I made sure to squash it the feelings. There was no way I could have a crush on my best friend. Could you imagine that? Carter and I, dating? That’s hilarious. Either way, I’m definitely not his type as you can tell from his previous relationships. Still, no matter how hard I try to push away my feelings for him there is always a small part of me that wants to just grab him and kiss him really really hard and then possibly punch him in the face for making me feel this way. “Boys are stupid.” I mutter softly, shoving my phone in my pocket. I turn on the TV and wait for Carter to text.

I was asleep when my phone rang, and rang, and rang. I jolted out of bed on the fifth ring to find 15 missed calls and 27 texts—all from Carter. “Shit.” I yank on my shoes and desperately claw for my keys in my pig sty of a bag. My hands clasp onto the cold, metal key and I race out the door.

***

“I’m so sorry!” I say as I help him load his bags into my car. “I fell asleep and I’m not exactly a light sleeper so I didn’t hear my phone-”

“It’s okay, babe,” He interrupts. “I was only waiting for an hour or so.” He smirks.

“Don’t tease me, Reynolds. Now, get in the car asshole.”

The car ride was fairly silent and pretty awkward. There was a heavy tension in the air and I could feel it weighing down my shoulders. I wasn’t sure why the air was so tense. And before you even say anything there is no way it is sexual tension. Carter just went through a break up, he’s hurt and we haven’t seen each other in a while. That’s probably why it’s awkward.

I flip the switch of the radio and Chris Brown’s ‘Loyal’ pounds through the speakers. How ironic. I let the song play for a while, sneaking glances at Carter every once in a while. He mouths the words of the song as it progresses and I can’t help but smile. He makes me happy.

The radio continues to play and we still don’t speak, it seems as if the radio just added to the awkwardness of the situation.

“Have I ever told you how cute you are?” Carter says, breaking the silence.

“What?”

“You’re cute. Like, really cute and when you wore that tight black dress on your birthday, oh damn, I almost lost it. You looked so hot.”

“Are you talking to me?” I ask, dumbfounded by his words.

“If I was talking to someone else there would be a problem since you’re the only other person in this car.”

“Oh,” I pause, taking in what he said. “You think I’m hot?” I smirk, a boost of confidence coursing through my body.

He nods his head. “And on Halloween when you wore that little maid’s outfit with the thigh highs and suspenders, holy fuck, it was so difficult to resist the urge to bend you over the table. You looked so perfect.”

I feel myself choke on my own saliva. “What?” I squeak out. “You wanted to what?”

“Did you not hear me the first time?”

“No, no, I heard you. I’m just confused.”

“I wanted you, is it that confusing?”

“Carter,” I warn, “Stop.”

“Why? I thought you liked me.” His voice drops a few octaves at the end of the sentence.

“I do, Carter. I fucking do okay, but I don’t want to be your rebound.”

“Who says you are going to be my rebound? What if I just wanted a quick fuck to get my mind off things?” My knuckles turn white as I tighten my grip on the steering wheel.

“I’m sorry, do you think of me as some sort of slut? A 'quick fuck’? Is that all I am to you? Am I that disposable?”

“Relax, Y/N. You know I don’t think of you like that. You’re one of my best friends.”

“You should have thought about that before you started speaking.” You snap. 

“Have you ever heard of friends with benefits?”

“Yes.” I mutter, shifting awkwardly in my seat.

“Why don’t we try it?” He suggests and I can feel a new form of tension surround us, this time all it is sexual tension.

“We’ll talk at home, Carter. Just-just be quiet for now, please?” I manage to choke out, feeling the heat between my legs throb slightly.

“Sorry.” He replies casually, leaning back in his seat as if he didn’t do anything.

If I thought it was awkward before, it sure as hell surpassed awkward a while ago. I couldn’t keep my mind off of him. I kept sneaking glances and then mentally cursing myself whenever he catches my eye. He was hot, yes. I would love to bang him, yes. Do I want to risk our friendship for sex? Possibly. 

I was very conflicted. Friends with benefits could be a good thing. Carter and I have a pretty platonic friendship and we can basically do and say whatever we want when we’re together but I’m wondering what would happen after the fact? If we do have sex, or hook up if you may, would it change anything? Would we still be able to maintain our friendship without lust hiding behind each word and action?

After what feels like hours, I park the car into my driveway and without waiting for him, I hop out of the car, open the trunk and run inside my house. “Geez Y/N thanks for the help.” He groans, lugging his suitcase up the stone steps.

“Sorry! Had to use the washroom.” I yell from upstairs. I throw myself down onto my bed, sinking into the soft duvet. I said we’d talk about it when we got home, but I really don’t want too. I’m acting like such a child, avoiding the situation in hopes it will just resolve itself. It is possible for him to forget but I highly doubt he will. Carter is not one to forget things like this.

“Y/N? You coming down?” He calls out from the bottom of the stairs. I mumble a 'yes’ and slowly exit my room and walk down to meet Carter.

“I was thinking we could watch a movie, order some pizza. You know the usual.” He suggests, plopping down onto the couch.

“Uh-sure.” I respond. “You can pick the movie and I’ll order the pizza?”

“Sure.” He smiles, turning on the TV as he begins to flip through channels.

I move into the kitchen to make the call and I make sure to spend my sweet time describing what we want. I give myself at least 10 minutes before descending back into the living room. “Took you long enough.” He smirks, patting the spot beside him. I reluctantly sit down beside him and on instinct I cuddle into his side, burying my face into his shoulder. I deeply inhale, enjoying the scent of his all-too familiar cologne. “You smell nice.” I whisper and I can see him smile.

“I got a new cologne in L.A.”

“I like it. You should wear it more often.”

“I’ll make note of it.” I divert my attention to the random movie Carter chose although I don’t exactly watch it. I am far more distracted by Carter rubbing small circles on my thigh with his thumb. He was driving me insane. I was aching for him at this point, my wetness spreading along my thighs.

“You want to continue our conversation from earlier?” He suggests, turning to face me, not stopping his actions.

“Uh, s-sure,” I stutter. “Friends with benefits, huh?”

“If you want. You can’t deny the fact that you want me,” He smirks up at me. “I can see it on your face. Remember, you’re not good at hiding your feelings.” He slowly trails his hand up my thigh, rubbing circles on my sensitive skin.

“Carter.” I say softly, my voice hitching.

“Just one time baby and if you don’t want to continue I promise you that I will 100% forget about it.”

“I don’t know Carter. I’m scared.”

“Are you a virgin? I won’t judge.”

“What? No. I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

“It won’t. Our friendship will be as strong as ever, maybe even stronger.”

“You know what, fine. Let’s do this shit.” He smirks at me and immediately pushing me down onto the couch, the movie soon forgotten.

He latches his lips onto mine and we move in harmony. His tongue swipes against my bottom lip and I more than happily give him access, allowing him to explore my mouth. I lift my hips up to meet his and he moans in my mouth. “You like that?” I whisper into the kiss, grinding my crotch into his for a second time but with more force.

“Mmm, baby yes.”

I never liked being on the bottom. I liked having control over things so naturally I took control of Carter and flipped us over, gaining dominance. He didn’t seem too shocked; I’m guessing he’s used to my controlling ways by now. “I like the way you look on top of me.”

“If we continue with our little FWB thing, I promise you it will happen more often.”

I lazily reconnect our lips, slowly grinding my crotch into his. He lets out a whimper and I smirk. “Not so confident now, are we?” I mutter.

“Get off your high horse princess.”

“I’m on top of you, so doesn’t that make you my 'high horse’? You really want me to get off?”

“You’re hilarious. Get on with it, Y/N.”

I oblige.

My hands trail under his shirt, feeling his almost defined abs. “I want this off." 

"Take it off, than.”

I pull his shirt over his head, ruffling his perfect hair in the process. I drag my nails down his chest, feeling him harden underneath me. I leave a trail of sloppy kisses from his collarbone down to the waistline of his pants. He lifts his hips up, allowing me to pull them off of his legs. I slip my fingers under the thin material of his boxers and pull it up slowly, before allowing it to snap back against his body. “Do something.” He mutters through gritted teeth. 

I simply palm him through his boxers and he lets out a moan. “Stop with the teasing, damn.” I shrug my shoulders, yanking his boxers down in one swift motion. I blow air onto his length and he hisses at the contact. I lick a stripe up his dick from the tip down, circling my tongue around his tip slowly before putting the entire thing in my mouth. His hands fly to my head and he pushes me lower, causing me to gag. I deep throat him for as long as I can, hollowing my cheeks to give him more friction.

“Just like that, princess. I’m so close.” He moans. I continue my actions until I can feel him twitch in my mouth, shooting his hot load down my throat. I swallow every last drop, licking him clean.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.” He says, eyeing my fully clothed body. My clothes soon meet his in a pile on the floor, leaving me in my panties alone. He bites his lip at the sight of me. “You’re so hot." 

He reaches up towards me, flipping us over so he has control. He plays with the hem of my panties, rubbing circles on the soft skin underneath. "You’re so soaked.” He mutters, slipping his finger inside my panties, running his digit over my folds. He plunges a finger inside of me, another one soon following. Moans fall from my lips as he moves in and out of my throbbing core. His thumb meets my clit, rubbing figure eights on the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

“I’m not going to be able to last for much longer." 

"It’s okay, baby girl. Come for me.”

I come undone, my orgasm raking through my body. “Fuck.” I moan out, my back arching off of the bed. My body reconnects with the couch and I lay there breathless. 

“Are you ready?” Carter questions and I nod.

He positions himself at my entrance and looks at me for reassurance. 

“Friends?” He asks, looking down at me.

“Friends.”

4

100 FOLLOWER GIVE AWAY

POP! FUNKO MARVEL DOLL

This is a give away for all of my followers, the winner gets one funko doll of their choice delivered to them. If it is a mystery mini then you get 2. I would prefer if it were a marvel one. ALL COST ARE ON ME IT IS A GIVE AWAY.

rules:

  • MBF me
  • reblog this as many times as you want
  • likes do not count
  • Contest ends July 10, 2014 @ 12pm EST 

This is a give away for my followers because I love them so much. I will check if you are following me. The winner will get a big figure if this notes hit at least 15 anything under they will get the mini mystery. I will contact you if you win and reblog this with the winner, if you do not respond in 24 hours it will go to another person. Have fun! I love you all!!!

SMALL HAPPY HALLOWEEN GIVEAWAY

i know i’m kinda late but i reached 5k the other day + hayley tweeted me +  paramore tweeted me & used my drawing as profile picture + it’s almost halloween + i like giving away free stuff, sooooo i’m doing a small sticker giveaway

as much as i want to send them to everyone, i don’t have much time on my hands so i decided to pick 6 random people! here’s the rules:

  • reblogs only
  • must be following me (it’s meant for my followers after all)
  • must be following my instagram (that would be cool)
  • i’ll give you a few of all sizes
  • has to get at least 10 notes or let’s just forget it

if you have any questions just ask ask box / twitter

I WILL PICK THE WINNERS TOMORROW SO BE FAST

Since I recently changed bog styles I decided I will make a updated faves page.. again!!

RULES:

  • must be following me *tohkeo*
  • reblog at least once (more reblogs means more chance of being noticed
  • no likes (unless bookmarking)

YOU WILL:

be given a spot on my faves page (still in the process of being made)

i will give you a promo whenever you like (just ask)

a new friend

。◕ ‿ ◕。

-other

    all blog types are welcome: personal, glow, pale, indie 

    choosing between 10 blogs for each blog style that reblog

    ***I WILL CHOOSE WHEN I AM HAPPY WITH THE AMOUNT OF NOTES***

Here’s to a Merlin Network!

To join:

  • Follow Geena & Kiki
  • Reblog this (Likes do not count but you can to bookmark it)
  • Fill out this Survey
  • Must be a Merlin blog. (Multifandoms are fine)

Acceptance: 

  • You have to be willing to give us your email
  • You’ll get a spot on the members page
  • Be active and friendly
  • Track the tag “dragonlordsnetwork”

“Why should I join?”

  • You’ll get new friends!
  • Have a place to cry over the series!
  • Advice on creations!
  • We’ll play cool games!
  • We’ll reblog your beautiful edits/fics/art in the tag!

Info:

  • We’ll choose 10 members and announce them on June 6th
  • 5 members will be chosen every week or so until we feel like it’s full
  • This has to get at least 20 notes or we’ll pretend like it never happened
  • If you have any questions, ask me or Geena in our askboxes!

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