guess what i just started reading

theyullenator  asked:

(Breathes in.) If you read the message, you would understand the point wasn't that I don't understand what an anagram is. The point is that people are going around saying Ishida himself confirmed that he calls Amon Koutarou "Koumon Rotor", i.e. Anal vibe/dildo thing, when in fact it wasn't Rotor, it was "Koumon Tarou". Just... "Anal Tarou". Which I guess can mean "Anal Man" but... I was looking for "Koumon Rotor", which I had heard he tweeted, but I can't find it anywhere, even his twitter.

Oookay. First of all, visual aid: please refer to page one of this omake.

Second of all. I have no idea what “people” are saying as I’m not responsible for them. You came to my blog asking how does Amon Koutarou make “Koumon rotor”. I told you it’s an anagram of Koumon Tarou, which is a name Ishida actually wrote in the omake (since he couldn’t actually write “anal dildo”).

As a bit of an advice, wording your questions properly and subsequently being polite when addressing people you don’t know is considered the norm in most societies. Just a tip.

Everything is Different Now: Part 9

I’m re-watching Yuri on Ice with an eye for all the things that are re-contextualized based on what we learn at the very end of episode 10.  This blog series chronicles that adventure.  With screencaps!  Very spoilery, obviously. Read on by clicking the jump cut below, or start at part 1 here

I guess these are less of that and more just straight up recaps at this point but whatever!

Episode 9: Commitment 

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guess who jumped the bandwagon and started reading percy jackson? i’m only on the 3rd book so he’s not this old yet but i just wanted to draw him older so forgive me if i messed up his older design since i haven’t reached that yet 

ok back to reading

Study with me for like 26 seconds.
I started waaaaay to late on this, I have to do like seven chapters before tomorrow and it’s already 17:21 so I’m fucked basically. To top that tho, I’m depressed as heck so yeah…good times.
Sometimes studying just doesn’t work out I guess, and I don’t know if I should keep trying or just read through the chapters and call it a day, because what I’m doing atm isn’t working out at all.

Originally posted by nellaey

You sat in the dimly lit common room, snuggled up in a warm blanket. What time it was you had no idea. Sometime late in the night. Or morning. You were deeply immersed in one of your favorite books, so much so that you didn’t notice someone heading down the stairs.

“What are you doing up so late?” You heard your boyfriend say. He was wiping the sleep away from his eyes. You guessed he woke up from another nightmare. They were starting to be a trend each night. But you sure hoped that wasn’t the matter this time.

“Couldn’t sleep. I’ve been reading for hours.” You rubbed at your slightly burning eyes, which were turning red. 

“Well, since i’m not going to sleep anytime soon either, could i join you?” He asked, his voice raspy from just waking up.

“As long as you read to me.” You asked, softly pouting at him. “Pretty please?”

“You know i could never say no to that beautiful face of yours.” Sirius sat does beside you, taking the book from your hands, he started softly reading the verses to you. It was so soothing and peaceful. You leaned your head of his shoulder, letting your eyelids fall slowly as Sirius continued the story.

He had noticed your deep breaths just minutes later. You had drifted off to sleep so easily, it was a little surprising. Sirius tried as best he could to set the book down gently, as to not stir you awake. He warmly smiled, looking at your restful face. He could never get over how stunning you looked. Even while sleeping, you gave off a sweet and kind aura.

“Night, darling.” Sirius whispered, kissing your head lightly, leaning into your body before closing his own eyes, letting sleep overwhelm him too.

anonymous asked:

Im thinking of writing a fanfic! Do you have any suggestions on how to make it as good as possible?

yay anon! I’m happy new writers are still coming in. Um, I’ve only got experience in very specific genres but I guess general tips I try to use myself are:

🍓 Write for yourself and a few friends. Seriously this sounds trite but if you just focus on what you want to read (or what your friends want to read) then you’re less likely to get stressed about being a crowd pleaser. When i first started, I was obsessed with being “deep” and stylistically “high brow”. It was AWFUL. my writing was pretentious and shit AF.  Hopefully ti’s not like that now haha…

🍓 have a rough plan to avoid plot holes and inconsistencies.

🍓 try to have rational motivations and avoid lazy plot devices - e.g. conflict due to 2 people refusing to communicate for no apparent reason. 

🍓 avoid cliches & sexism - e.g. The Female Character That Comes Between The OTP, dead wives/girlfriends, sexist Omega verse dynamics. These reduce your characters to flat 2D things i feel.

🍓 avoid templates and archetypes in characterisation. 

🍓 avoid describing characters by their appearance - e.g. “The platinum haired man said _____”. oh god. just please don’t do this. 

🍓 avoid expositions unless absolutely necessary.

That’s all i can think of off the top of my head right now. What about you guys? Do you guys have any writing tips? Please leave me a reply!! I think the hardest thing for me to master is pacing and konwing how to write fast paced without being choppy. Don’t know how to do that…

Im not gonna be surprised if Yoonbum and Sangwoo actually form a romantic relationship. Even if it’s a Sweeney Todd/Ms. Lovett type relationship but with sex, I’m not gonna be surprised. I don’t understand why people in the fandom are like “ew if they form a romantic bond I’m dropping the story.” Like….it’s labeled BL…..what did you think was gonna happen? That doesn’t mean that you as the reader have to support there relationship. You can still read the story and not like that “murder husbands” idea. Personally I don’t mind it cause that’s what I thought Killing Stalking was supposed to be anyway. Two queer guys murdering people. But I guess if you’re THAT uncomfortable with it then oh well. If you drop it just don’t go full anti on us and start sending people death threats.

Imagine Severus always being at the Black Lake because he knows that’s your favourite reading spot. He’d just sit some meters away and watch you while you’re sunk in your stories. One day you notice him and the two of you start talking: He was shy at first, but as soon he realizes that you don’t judge him like others do, he really opens up to you.
“But.. what are you actually doing here?”
“I don’t know, I guess I just like being around you, Y/n”

possibly the start of a fic???

hi I wrote this thing very late at night (or very early morning???) It starts off shitty and dramatic but it actually has a plot. 

I only put a little but up for you to see so you can read the rest under the cut.

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Keith has never been in love. 


He thought he was, at one point.  The head-over-heels kind, in fact. The first love kind. The reckless kind.

Love, he learned, was not where you give every part of your heart or soul to your loved one. It was not where you put everything on the line for the other person, uncaring about the repercussions. It wasn’t the warm, tingly feeling you get when you look at the person you gave your entire life for. That feeling of being on top of the world when you hold their hand or kiss their cheek in public.

It certainly wasn’t what they show in the movies.

And so, Keith, at the tender age of eighteen, got his heart broken so far into oblivion that he lost a part of himself in the process. 

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anonymous asked:

are u really going to start with this "skinny-privilege" shit?? yes i am quite upset since ppl seem to think only fat girls gets hate. but guess what? i dont see any skinny models?? they may be thin but bot skinny. skinny girls are being called disgusting, biny, anorectic, unfeminine etc but i guess you're too busy just seeing this from one POW? im just saying that if you think skinny girls are triggering ED just bc they are skinny, then fat girls are triggering ED too just bc they are fat

I’m screaming I read this ask several times and it makes zero sense??? “There aren’t any skinny models” ???????????

Just leave lol. This is the last ask I’ll answer, otherwise I’ll IP block you. Not up for this ridiculous argument.

Announcement - Mini Hiatus

I’ll just make it now fuck it. 

So I’m super behind on tags. I miss reading fics to really read them for fun and not because I feel like I have to or people are gonna be mad at me. I miss writing for fun and not because I feel like I need to crank something out. So…as of now I guess you could say I’m taking a mini hiatus. I’ll still be writing. I’m still gonna do the challenges I signed up for. It’s just that the updates are gonna be probably much less frequent than what you’re used to from me. 

I’m also starting a new job on Monday come hell or high water. So I don’t know how much time I’m really gonna have to write at that point with training and all the stuff that comes with that. 

Tagging some people I guess to spread the word or whatever. I dunno. 

@nichelle-my-belle @oriona75 @katnharper @bringmesomepie56 @chaos-and-the-calm67 @chelsea072498 @impala-dreamer @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @sis-tafics @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

Mommy Lance

Ok, so like I know some think it’s stereotypical to have Lance thought to have a lot of brothers and sisters just because of his race, but this was just stuck,in my head.
WARNING: THIS IS SHANCE SO DONT LIKE DONT READ!!!!

Shiro didn’t know how it started honestly. Between getting stranded in space with people he barely knew to becoming the saviors of the universe he kinda became blind to what was going on right in front of him.
He guessed it started with Lance being Lance (as always). Lance, who out of all of them, was dealing with the worst case of homesickness. Because, unlike most of the others, he actually had a family back on Earth, and from the stories he told, a pretty large one. So yeah, a homesick blue paladin, who had started acting very unlike himself.
First it was small things. Helping Hunk with dinner, and dishes. Doing everyone’s laundry saying it was because he was bored, so at least he was being productive. Giving small comforts to everyone: ruffling Pidge’s hair, patting Hunk on the shoulder, a friendly lunch on Keith’s arm, a lingering hand on Shiro’s bicept….
But Shiro started to notice the bigger things Lance did. Prompting Pidge to bed when she stayed up too late, looking for anything about her family, giving Hunk a distraction so he won’t stress eat all the time, dragging Keith and Shiro out of the training room by the ears to the table at every meal. He, Shiro thought amazingly, was taking care of everyone. Sure, he still flirted and was loud, but it was tame compared to the beginning. And Shiro couldn’t help but notice the look Lance sometimes got when he gazed at all of them when they were lazing around the sitting area together. It was a small smile that spoke volumes. Fondness, smugness, exhasperation….love….it was all there just for them.
Surprisingly enough, Keith was the one who said it first. It was another day around lunch as he was being dragged into the dinning hall. Lance was talking at a fast pace, sometimes Shiro caught a word or two in spanish rather than in english. After having enough Keith just sighed, “Alright, alright, I get it! Geez mom, I won’t skip meals to train!” Everyone paused. It took a couple seconds for them to comprehend what the red paladin had said, but by the time that they did, everyone but Lance and Keith (who were blushing) were laughing up a storm.
It didn’t stop. It was like that simple statement had opened some sort of flood gates, and Shiro could always hear one of the other paladins calling Lance mom. “Mom have you seen my glasses?” “Look on the couch cushions.”
“Do you know where my wrench is mom?” “On the kitchen counter, and what have I told about leaving your tools in the kitchen Hunk!?”
“Keith, I’m not your maid, you can come get and put up your own clothes!” “Uhhgg, yes mom…”
And it just kept going. Shiro wasn’t immune to it either. Sure he didn’t call Lance mom, but he did get a proud thrill,when he see’s the blue paladin keeping everyone together. It felt like a true family….he had a feeling most of that smugness was coming from the black lion…
So it came as no surprise when one night after a particularly hard battle, one that had too many close calls for each of them, when they were weary and tired and honestly scared to death of being alone, that Lance was the one to take charge.
“Hunk, Keith, go get the matresses and bring them in the sitting area, Pidge and Shiro go get blankets and pillows, I’ll get some snacks.” Not even ten minutes later, there was a giant pillow/blanket nest and everyone was getting comfortable. Later as they each drifted off one by one, Shiro looked at the happy male cuddled up to his side.
Speaking softly he said, “You know you are really good at what you do.”
“And what might that be?” Lance whispered teasingly.
“Taking care of them, comforting them,” Shiro mumbled before smirking a bit, “being a good mommy dearest.”
Lance frowned as a blush adorned his face, but then the blush died as his lips began stretching into a sly grin. He then started to close the gap between his and Shiro’s face as he spoke, “If I’m mamá then you are papí…” then before Shiro could even blush, he sealed their lips together in a deep but closed mouth kiss.
At least until they heard groans around them, and Pidg moaning out, “Uhhhgggg, the parents are being gross!”

Sooooooo…..yeah that was what has been on my mind. Yes it is Shance if you don’t like then please ignore, and don’t hate. And sorry if I messed up the Spanish words (even if there were only two)…

A Lesson from History

As someone who is currently studying history at university, a day like today is all the more surreal.

I’ve read about something like this happening dozens of times. I’ve studied the reasons and the consequences; the ups and the downs; the victors and the victims, but never did I consider that I would be a character in those tales. Studying it and living it are two completely different phenomena. When you study these events decades, even centuries, after they occurred, you can keep a comfortable distance from it. It doesn’t affect you, it happened years ago, and you assume that if something like that were to happen in your time, well, you’d be smart enough to stop it, right?

Except you weren’t. 

About a week ago in my German History class, my professor was going through the events of the 1930s and he mentioned how so many people in the modern day wonder why the Jews didn’t try to leave Germany when they could. Putting aside the fact that many did leave, and that those that didn’t may not have had the means to do so, he reminded us that experiencing an event and studying it are not one and the same. Looking back, most can say that if they were in that situation, they’d try and get out any way they could. But would they have said the same thing if they were living it? If they didn’t have 80 years worth of knowledge ahead of them? Probably not. You not only lack the knowledge that future generations will have, but you also lack the understanding that things could get as bad as they eventually did. 

I’m not saying that we’re headed for the Fourth Reich, nor am I saying we should all pack our bags and head to Canada tomorrow. I’m simply arguing that we shouldn’t take these events lightly. We’ve elected a man who is without doubt the least qualified person ever to be put in the executive office. To top it off, he’s a bigot, a liar, and a narcissus (to name a few). We should’ve seen the warning signs months ago, but we didn’t, because living it and studying it are two very different things.

Nevertheless, we also don’t have to assume the worst.

Through the course of 240 years, we’ve survived a revolution, a civil war, a depression, two world wars, slavery, genocide, internment camps, and so on, and so on. The problems we have overcome only prove to show that we have a chance to save this country as long as we acknowledge the problems lying at our feet. The election results should make it obvious that this country is fracturing in every possible direction, but that doesn’t mean we can’t piece it back together again. We can use these next four years to redefine ourselves, to find a way in which we can come together again, and to restore our faith in our institutions. This doesn’t have to be the end as long as we make sure that it isn’t.

Let kids 80 years from now look back at this time and see how we got it wrong, but then learn how we got it right. 


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ahaha wait, what the heck…? how does UNDYNE know anything about all that…?

i think alphys more than anyone would be very understanding of when someone makes a mistake or keeps a secret. but just what kind of mistakes were happening when they were all underground…?

this is another page that was originally 2 pages of 3 and 4 panels respectively, then combined into 1. so it’s technically like getting two pages! i guess. sorry if it’s one-page updates for awhile. it’s a busy time of year!

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You know what I never understood about the shadowhunter tv show & books? How clary and jace just totally believed that they were brother and sister. Like. A murdering, manipulative psychopath told them, and immediately they believe him. LIKE. GUYS. You wanna maybe confirm that shit??? How about get a goddamn blood test just to make sure that the sci-fi hitler piece of shit that told you you’re related isn’t lying? IF THEY HAD JUST USED THEIR GODDAMN BRAINS AND THOUGHT “hey, valentine has never been a great dude. Maybe he was just telling us that to screw with us? maybe he’s lying?”
I swear to god if they had just taken some sort of goddamn blood test it would’ve saved everyone so much pain and I wouldn’t be making this GODDAMN text post about it.

a little message to Skam fans all over the planet!

Hello, you beautiful lot! I don’t think anyone will see this because my blog is small and barely related to Skam posts, however, I do watch the show myself and have some thoughts on what the fanbase has been going through these past few months.

Well, to start off, I’m making a disclaimer (I guess) - 1) I’m not trying to be preachy or judgmental, this is just a really sensitive topic I’ve been wanting to talk about for a long time; 2) My English may be a bit weird, since *ya know*, not my native language; 3) This might not be the best piece of writing you’ve ever read, sorry!

Ok, we’ve passed the awkward stage. Now to the business:

The stalker issue has been a very big, and a weird trend in the fandom. I don’t really know why would girls (update: not only girls! even adults for some reason do that, so it’s a variety of strange people!) follow scholars and young adults that are trying to live their normal life without having to quit their jobs and getting in trouble at school (so that it has to close its doors to visitors) and make them live this *suddenly uncomfortable* life. No wonder Thomas left the show himself, it totally makes sense. These are the cast’s freedom years, exciting years of russ (that we all know of by now) and other random things. Why would we take these moments away from the cast that we apparently love? It makes absolutely no sense, if you think about it.

You can even look at it from a different perspective - imagine yourself in their “shoes”. It’s fun at first, getting all of this attention and having people scream when they see you, but then it gets so irritating with time. There’s no doubt in that. You understand why they’re doing that (well,not if they’re secretly taking pictures of you - that’s when you just can’t fucking get the point), but you don’t feel happy about it anymore and you wish to have a normal life again.

What am I trying to say with all these weirdly structured sentences? We have to respect the cast and their privacy at all times, with no exceptions. Even if there are pictures of the boys with some girls, or ANYTHING. Stop speculating, live your life and don’t try to change something in the lives of the cast. You know that your nasty comment on instagram won’t make them leave their “potential” girl/boyfriends or just their friend group, won’t make them date someone from the cast. Please be understanding and smart. We have to be adequate, not to begin the whole drama trainwreck. We don’t want that, do we?

So, please, don’t hate cast’s friends or overanalyze everything that happens to be posted on social media. Be human. Act human. Stand by the quotes from Skam you believe in. Be kind, always.

Thanks for your attention, I hope that at least one of you reads this and thinks about this issue. :)