hope its not a boat

thanks for inviting me to the party. if you need me, i’ll be in the corner, drinking & trying not to make eye contact

My rendition of this fic by @destieldrabblesdaily.

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I really hope you guys like the ending!! :D :D :D

I’m a ghost, living in the shadows, looking for a way out into the light…

For @robininthelabyrinth for the @dccwrarepairswap.

Overwave, Mermaid AU.


Mick tried to cough up the water he’d swallowed when he’d gotten knocked into the ocean, but the waves and rain made it nearly impossible to do so. Squinting, he tried to look around but couldn’t find any trace of the fishing trolley he’d gotten hired onto for the season.

Letting out a string of curses as he kicked his legs and moved his arms as steadily as he could. He should’ve listen to Snart, gotten hooked up at the butcher shop again, he shouldn’t have ignored Lisa’s bad feeling, but the heat had been to much to try his luck at his usual haunts.

They were never gonna let him live this down…not that they’d get the chance to mock him for it, Mick thought as a huge wave crashed over him, dragging him down underneath the water, where he got caught in the under current.

Coughing, Mick rolled over and promptly got a face full of sand. Scrambling to his feet, he felt his eyes widen in disbelief as he realized he was on land and not dead. Looking around, Mick tried to find who ever had saved his life, but only caught what he thought was….a tail?…going into the water.Blinking rapidly for a moment before shaking his head, Mick started to bring his hands up to rub at his face, when suddenly a blond head was popping up out of the water, smiling blindly brightly over at him, small delicate hand shooting up from the water and waving at him excitedly.What the hell had he gotten himself into?

What she says: I’m fine.
What she means: why did this have to happen? Naegi was crying, Kirigiri isn’t dead, SIX, SIX SURVIVORS, IS IT JUZO OR KIRIGIRI!? pls don’t let them be dead. Its just a prank. Munakata can’t open the doors. Lol. NAEGIRI CONFIRMED. MY EGG! Don’t crack my egg! It was me ❤. Munakata :’( !!! WHO THE FUCK IS THE MASTERMIND CLIFFHANGER! Where is Togami? boats? Boats! Boats! Boats boats Boats BOats BOAts BOATSBOATSBOATSBOATSBOATSBO-

Begging You To Stay
Jamie Brown
Begging You To Stay

A song from Bellamy to Clarke!

I’ll forgive you,
If that’s what you need.
But I’m begging don’t go,
But I’m begging don’t leave.
We did this together,
We massacred mount weather.
Don’t bare this on your own,
Please know you’re notalone.
Cause this is my fault as much as yours.
We both pulled the lever to open the doors.
And this is your home,
Return to your throne,
And I’ll fight the ghosts away,
But I’m begging you please stay.
We did it for our community,
My sister, my responsibility.
And what we done will cause us strive,
But what we done saved hundred lives.
And this is my fault as much as yours,
We both pulled the lever to open the doors.
And this is your home,
Return to your throne.
And I will fight the ghosts away,
And I’m begging you, please stay.
I will live with it forever,
The guilt will eat me alive.
But I will wipe away your nightmares,
If you promise to wipe away mine.
And I will wipe away your nightmares,
If you promise to wipe away mine.
Cause this is your home,
Return to your throne.
And I will fight the ghosts away.
And I’m begging you to stay.


hi sheith tag

i made a little animatic thing since im on vacation and its quite boring

so i hope you enjoy this sheithy short version of boats and birds

thank you

Age Swap AU Scrooge Pt 2

Della’s so much like Dewey, there are sparks of her father in her, but mostly she’s modeled herself after uncle. She’s rambunctious, excitable, and dramatic. She almost gets them killed several times. He wonders how the boys handle her on a regular basis. Her short attention span shifting back to Webby to help her ease her boredom.

Donald on the other hand came well prepared, and is more than happy to try and figure out what controls on the submarine do what. The boy is enamored with anything ocean or ocean vessel. That part reminds him of Dewey and his planes. 

Louie made it pretty clear Dewey didn’t know he was dropping the kids off with him. Which means the older of the two still doesn’t want to see him. It seemed like very much a last ditch option to call Mrs. Beakley. He isn’t sure how he feels about that. He’s hurt of course, but a part of him yells he deserves it. 

He tries to focus on the travel, on getting to Atlantis, but the three ducklings in the sub keep pulling his attention away. He missed trouble, he did, but Scrooge McDuck is not known for being good with children. 

He was once, a life time ago, the only person who could calm down a sobbing Hortense, so small she barely said words. He’d been wonderful with children then. Now though, he didn’t understand the newer technology, the games, the interests. Handling children seemed to be a skill kept with practice, and he was over 60 years out of practice at least. 

He’s surprised at Atlantis, that Della takes so much after Dewey. She runs head first into the temple so excited for the adventure she doesn’t realize (or possibly care) she could be killed. After the first trap, Donald becomes nervous, and its difficult to coax the boy further in. Suddenly Donald isn’t so keen on adventure anymore, but only continues so he can be in sight of his sister and Great Uncle. Scrooge’s reputation comes in handy here. Donald is positive nothing bad will happen to them around Scrooge. 

Della and Webby keep building off each other. Antics build and risk getting them all hurt, and Scrooge has enough.  Della and Webby are told to stay behind with Launchpad, he and Donald push forward. 

He’s already gone soft he knows, He and Donald find a way around and work their way into the treasure chamber. Donald prattles on about how exciting this is and everything he’s seen. For the life of him, as hard as he tries, Scrooge can only understand every third word or so. He nods as they move along, pretending to understand, but when he hears the word hippopotamus he looks back at Donald surprised and confused. The frustrated look on the boys face makes it clear, he hasn’t understood anything the child said in the last few minutes. 

He has the presence of mind to look embarrassed. 

Donald moves ahead, clearly upset and annoyed. Scrooge again wishes he knew how to handle children. 

Seeing Louie with Glomgold sparks a fear Scrooge hasn’t felt in 10 years, 11 years for Louie specifically. Last time it had been tomb raiders, with machetes and had caught them off guard. Flintheart Glomgold was worse, he knew the duck would do anything to upstage him, Anything. 

Donald’s tantrum when Glomgold refuses to let Louie go is impressive. The diamond hitting Glomgold in the back of the head is hilarious, and something Scrooge desperately wished he had video of. 

Louie is furious, that quiet anger he’s always been so susceptible to. Scrooge is used to the anger being directed at him, but his pride out weighs the grief and he again claims the adventure that lost their brother was not his fault. It wasn’t his fault. 

They escape, Donald’s cleverness showing through. Scrooge sees pride in Louie’s eyes when Donald figures it out before they do, while they bicker. They bicker like children, while a child saves them. Scrooge chooses to feel pride instead. More pride, when he sees Della Webby and Launchpad have thwarted the minions. 

Dewey is at the docks with Mrs. Beakley. He ditched his job when he realized where the kids were, who Louie left them with. If he’s at all surprised Louie is with them when they land, he doesn’t show it. Instead he barrels into his brother, they argue, loudly, about who was in the right.

Louie wins, having been won over seeing the kids in action. 

Scrooge sees Dewey is somewhat swayed. He can see the same look on his face that Scrooge had just days before. Dewey misses it. The adrenaline, the excitement, the daring, and the risk. Scrooge sees a few coins in Louie’s pocket, he missed it too, the treasure. The boys concede. The kids can visit, but Dewey or Louie must be present. He can’t lie to them about adventures anymore. They -need- to know where the twins are at all times.

Scrooge agrees, its more than he could have hoped for. 

The boat explodes. 

Dewey yells out in surprise and horror. 

Louie stares before turning his gaze at Della.

Dewey looks like his hearts about to stop. 

Scrooge takes a chance, “I may have a dozen or so spare rooms in the mansion.”

Louie and Dewey look at each other, a look that used to be shared three ways. A look only siblings so close they can practically read each other can have. The twins are holding their breath. 

Louie shrugs.

Dewey sighs. “Fine…but just until the boats fixed.”

Its a step. A huge bounding step. He has his boys again, if only for a moment. He has the twins. Its more than he could have hoped. He has his family back, its smaller than it should be, and so very very broken, but he has them. The rest will come with time. 

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Of men and silliness// closed PAP JA AU RP with mad-monk-of-russia and all side blogs belonging to.

Young Miss. Desdiemona Relckton was far from plain, although she certainly wasn’t vain enough to call herself beautiful, she left such flattery to her mother who overjoyed at any opportunity to parade her only daughter to the eligible men of wealth, title and even fashion.

Desdie would be much happier with a book a small amount of conversation and maybe a ball or two here or there but being the dutiful daughter she was she respected her mother’s desire to marry her off well, they’d been lucky to have a son to save the house from going away from the family name but they’d been very desirous that Des find a man who could sufficiently support her an children of their own as well.

Desdie’s friend from the next town over threw a ball the moment she’d heard the news of a newcomer to the countryside, one who had been reported to be quite rich and very worth the catching.

“Come now Des, surely you see what it’s all about” Lacey was saying to Des, both being forced to sit for lack of partners “well, to be sure it is quite the masterful idea and if I were in anyway in need of it I should not hesitate to adopt it, but I rather like my mode of going about it” Desdie says smiling as Lacey was removed from her presence by a man, finished dancing with another girl, having asked her for this one, Desdie looks around before noting with a small smile the gentleman whose entrance into the countryside caused all this, he looked very prideful though and she’d determined to pay him no mind lest he talk to her first.

anonymous asked:

Yoonseok. Yoongi wins a free cruise - only it turns out to be a singles cruise (bonus for other Bangtan person having secretly entered Yoongi into the contest).

“I don’t want to go.”

“Yoongi, you’re already on the boat.”

This phone call is not going as planned.

“Just because the two of you are happy as fucking clams does not mean that I am unhappy by myself,” he hisses into the receiver. “In fact, I’d say I’m less happy on this boat than I was at home, alone, with the cat.”

“You hate the cat.”

“And yet, I was still happier there than here.”

There’s a cluster of people not too far away that give Yoongi the evil eye, but it pales in comparison to Yoongi’s own glare. Amateurs. Yoongi shows them the real deal and they skitter off.

“Look, Yoongi-ah,” Seokjin says into the receiver.

“Don’t look, Yoongi-ah me, this is your fault!”

“Yoongi, you’ve been single for forever,” he continues with barely a hitch. “And not because you want to be single. It’s because you literally never go outside.”

“I do want to be single!”

“All you do is work, work, work!” Seokjin snaps at him. Vaguely, Yoongi hears Namjoon singing Rihanna in the background. It doesn’t really improve his mood. “I’m not saying you need to get married or anything, but you’re a good guy, Yoongi!”


“Whether you see it or not, it’s true. You’re a good guy. Someone deserves to know that.”

Yoongi runs a tired hand down his face with a sigh. The people around him are wearing tropical colors, smiling, some eyeing each other up. Yoongi sticks out like a sore thumb, the only unhappy one in sight. “I…alright.” He doesn’t know what he’s agreeing to. He already been forced on the damn boat, it’s not like he can abandon ship. “Seriously, though. Who just signs someone up to win a free single’s cruise? Who the fuck does that.”

“I do, and it’s for your own good,” he answers shortly. “At the very least, get laid.”

“I don’t know.” Yoongi looks around flatly. “There doesn’t seem to be anyone here who doesn’t own a Hawaiian shirt, and I have standards.”

Someone snorts behind him. Yoongi turns to scowl at the offender.

It’s a man. He’s wearing a Hawaiian shirt (of fucking course, he is). He’s still laughing into his hand.

“What,” Yoongi says flatly, ignoring Seokjin’s laughter through the phone.

“Some people look very good in Hawaiian shirts,” says the stranger, taking his hand away from his face. His hair is floppy and brown, and his skin is a warm color from the sun, but it’s his smile that distracts Yoongi more than anything. His cheekbones are very prominent. His jawline could cut glass.

Yoongi’s not impressed. “I’m not into people who lie to themselves, either.”

(Seokjin scolds him from miles away.)

The stranger shrugs. “I said ‘some people.’ I didn’t say me.” He squints his eyes at him. “You don’t want to be here, either.”


“We should stick together.” The man’s face turns very serious suddenly. “I saw at least two people checking out my ass in the past fifteen minutes. Everyone is thirsty and I’m not emotionally prepared.” He smiles again. “Your vibe is terrifying. I’d like to befriend you for the sake of protection.”

“No wonder you’re single, if that’s how you approach people,” sniffs Yoongi.

Yoongi’s glare is top notch, but this guy’s bitch-face could win awards. “I’m not trying to pick you up. This is a friendship of convenience. Don’t question my game.”

He’s straight forward, which is unusual. Yoongi guesses he can forgive the ugly shirt. “Min Yoongi.”

“Jung Hoseok.” It fits. “Let’s brave this together.”

Cryptid Profile: Rocky (The Rock Lake Terror)

In the great state of Wisconsin, approximately 20 miles east of Madison and just a couple of minutes from Lake Mills, there sits a body of water known as Rock Lake. The lake covers 1365 acres, appears to have the somewhat shape of a figure eight, and it registers 87ft at its deepest. From the surface, Rock Lake appears to look like any other body of water in the state, but below the surface, the hidden secrets become known.

Deep below the surface, there are what appear to be underwater “pyramids” that many people believe were built by ancient peoples who once called Wisconsin home, more specifically, during a time when the lake was nearly dry. Researchers lean towards the possibility of the Mississippian Culture being responsible for the mounds (also called pyramids) underwater, their culture once stretched from the east coast to the Midwest and up towards Canada. But the mysterious mounds aren’t the only thing that dwells below the surface, many feel that a lake monster also calls this place home.

The Rock Lake Monster, who would later became known as Rocky, was first spotted in the lake in 1867. A man by the name of Harbeck claimed to have seen a large lizard swimming in the lake, and at one point, he said to have encountered it on land. Harbeck stated that the serpent was hidden within large reeds and vegetation along the shore and as he walked by (he must have startled it), the creatures head rose up, it hissed at him, and it quickly made its way back into the water. Other witnesses at the time reported seeing a large and thick creature that resembled a serpent swimming under the surface of the water. The mystery animal was known to occasionally break the surface of the water and hiss aggressively at onlookers who were close to the shoreline.

Near the end of the 1870’s, a man by the name of R. Hassman spoke of how he encountered the beast as it was holding stationary close to shoreline. Hassman stated that he took notice of what appeared to be a large tree limb floating on the water’s surface, but as he examined the object closer, he could see it was in fact alive. Frightened by sheer size of the creature, Hassman did what any scared onlooker would do, he proceeded to stab it with his sharpened walking stick. Rocky suddenly sprang to life and thrashed about, Hassman reached out to grab the makeshift spear in an attempt to hold the monster but his attempts proved useless. The serpentine monster dove back under the water and made its way towards the middle of the lake. After his account of what happened, Hassman is quoted as saying, “I could no more hold it than I could hold an ox.”  

While the 1870’s encounter is quite amazing, the most famous sighting/interaction with Rocky though took place in 1882. Two men by the names of Ed McKenzie and D.W. Seybert had challenged one another to a race in their rowboats, first one across the lake wins. As the men raced towards the other side, one of them noticed what appeared to be the large trunk of fallen tree floating across the surface and into their path. The two men slowed their speed but continued to float towards what they assumed to be nothing more than a log when suddenly, a large neck and head rose up nearly three feet out of the water, opened its mouth wide, and hissed in their direction. The monster dove back down into the murky silt filled water and disappeared, the men were left scared and alone in the middle of the lake. Without warning, the large head and long neck broke the surface of the water yet again, but this time it was right next to McKenzie’s boat. The obviously terrified man began to yell, “Bring a gun! There’s a big thing out here! Come quick and bring a gun!” as loud as he could in hopes that someone on shore would hear him. Seybert took up an oar from his boat and began to swing at the creature and slap the water in an attempt to drive it back below the surface.

Eventually John Lund heard the shouts for help and saw what was taking place in the middle of the lake. He scrambled to gather up a group of men who were also on shore and they all jumped into an available boat that was tied up and began to make their way to the two men who were currently keeping the large creature at bay. As the group got closer to the incident that was taking place, a man in the boat by the name of Wilson raised his shotgun and took aim at the creature. As if knowing what was about to occur, Rocky turned its head towards the third boat, showed its teeth, let out a loud hiss, and dove back into the depths of Rock Lake. Wilson kept his gun pointed towards the water in preparation for Rocky’s return, but the creature never resurfaced. Realizing that it would be in their best interest to vacate the lake immediately, the three rowboats quickly made their way back to shore. The men scanned the water for any sign of the beast, but Rocky would not be seen for the rest of the day.

After the encounter of 1882, sightings of Rocky became few and far between, but that doesn’t mean the Rock Lake Terror was gone, many believe he simply moved to another lake not far away. A few miles away from Rock Lake is Red Cedar Lake, a lake that many people believe is partially fed by Rock Lake via a connecting underground stream. In 1890, farmers around Red Cedar began to report sightings of a serpentine beast swimming around in the lake. But it wasn’t until a local pig farmer reported that a creature resembling a 20ft serpent grabbed one of his hogs off the shoreline in its jaws and pulled it back under the water. People soon realized that Rocky more than likely found a new home with an abundant food source. The monster was said to have gone on a rampage along the shores of Red Cedar Lake and snatched up any livestock that ventured within grabbing distance. The partially devoured remains of cattle, sheep, and pigs were often found the next day floating near the surface or washed up on the shore. In 1892, a farmer by the name of William Ward reported that five of his sheep had been snatched by a monster and dragged back into the lake over the course of one night. Rocky’s presence soon became such an issue that local residents closed up their cottages and fled the area. But then all of a sudden, the attacks stopped and Rocky disappeared.

Many people started to think that Rocky, the Monster of Rock Lake, had died. Sightings were almost non-existent and those who had claimed to see the monster could give no other details besides possibly seeing a large shape below the surface. People were relieved that the monster was gone, or so they thought. Almost 50yrs would pass before a new sighting of Rocky would make waves around Rock Lake. In July of 1943, 15yr old Joseph Davis was fishing on Rock Lake when he started to notice wakes rolling on the water. Confused about where the wake was coming from, Joseph stared out at the water in hopes of finding its source. Suddenly, almost 20ft away from his boat, the large body of an unknown creature rose up from below the surface. Joseph watched as the brownish-black creature slowly moved through the water and he waited for it to show its head. But oddly enough, the monster never lifted its neck to show its head and let out its signature hiss. The large torso at the surface (almost 7ft exposed) slowly arched forward and sunk back down beneath the dark water, never to be seen again.

The 1943 sighting would be the last time anyone saw the Rocky, the Rock Lake Terror. It is believed that the creature had died to old age or some unknown ailment.

So, was Rocky real? Depends on who you ask. Native American legends from the Ho-Chunk tribe within the area of the Rock River (not far from Rock Lake) did speak of a terrible monster that lived within the river. A creature that was said to have a huge head, “wide jaws filled with many teeth, and a body that looked like a serpent. They spoke of how animals that were drinking at the waters edge were often snatched by the jaws of the creature and swallowed whole. Many tribes even believed that there were several of these monstrous creatures calling the Rock River home and they would often dump offerings of tobacco and other objects into the water to appease the creatures wrath.

Now, I do not live to far from the Rock River, in fact, it pretty much runs right through my city (Janesville, WI). I have personally never seen any large serpentine creatures within the murky river water, but I can understand how one could think that a monster could be down there. The river is incredibly dark and you cannot see anything at the bottom of it, it is fast moving, it is a tributary of the Mississippi River, and it runs for over 299 miles. Oddly enough though, alligators have been found within the waters of the Rock River before, some even in Janesville. One was discovered frozen in 1892 a measured almost 6ft, a 3ft gator was found sunning itself on the banks of the river in October 2005, a 4ft gator was found in the water in September 2007, and a 2ft gator was discovered in the river in December 2011.

So who knows, if out of place alligators keep showing up in Wisconsin for some reason, it might not be that unbelievable for a large serpentine creature to call this great state its home as well. Perhaps it was one of these mystery gators that managed to make its way into Rock Lake all the way back in 1867 and everyone just assumed it was a lake serpent out of fear. Maybe Rocky really does exist and one day it will make another appearance. Maybe these are just nothing but good stories passed down from generation to generation and they have since taken on a life of their own. Who knows?

-The Pine Barrens Institute

anonymous asked:

Headcanons/scenario with the RFA and an overweight/fat MC? Especially with insecure MC, who tends to shy away from activities and photos and stuff because they're self-conscious about it? Maybe they're ashamed because they've tried to lose weight in the past and just couldn't. ((Kinda in this boat rn so hope it's not too uncomfortable/awkward for you to write))

Hey Sweetie

I have done an hc on this topic already, here are the links!



Also, please know that you’re beautiful! And I know 1000% the baes of Mystic Messenger would think you are absolutely stunning JUST THE WAY YOU ARE. Take all the damn selfies. Wear what you love. Be proud of the glorious human you are! I struggle with intrusive negative thoughts sometimes, as well. But shit, life is short so please don’t hesitate to reach out for help if you need it!

My ask box is always open or feel free to message me if you ever need someone to talk to. This goes for all of my followers tbh you’re all my babies I love you!

Originally posted by tojoh

anonymous asked:

M: omg I just remembered. I hope it's not too much, but could you draw hamster!elsanna in a tiny boat with a sock-sail? I've been picturing for the past few hours hamster!anna IN the sock for the past few hours. If not, that's fine.

Here you go :D I already did hamsters in tiny boat for elsanna week so I went with just hamster!elsanna in socks instead. Hope you like it!