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fiki week, day two - inspired by art:  pirate au

Dwalin had once asked him, bare-headed and rough-skinned, if he’d rather have stayed safe and dry at home, after all. Fili’s gaze had naturally sought Kili, and found his familiar frame pinned against a hazy dawn, his hair still damp from a stormy night on deck. He’d been smiling his secret smile, the young rogue, all pink lips and starlit eyes, his shoulders curled in Fili’s jacket against the morning chill. “No,” Fili had simply said. He couldn’t have longed for home if he wanted to. Home had set sail with him a long time ago, and it was standing right in front of him, mischievous and beautiful and more his than his very soul had ever been. ~by rillils

We Got Your Back (Batboys x Reader)

Request: “Hi um I don’t know if you are taking requests right now but I’ve been having a really ruff couple of months(a lot of health issues) and it’s just been an extra crappy week and the batboys really help me get through cause if they are strong enough to be well them then I can be strong enough to survive ya know so um if it’s possible can you do the batboys comforting a close friend who is having a crappy time? Thanks I love your blog and you bring light into my life” from anon.

A/N: I hope you feel better anon ❤️ Sorry if this didn’t turn out the way you wanted.

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You let out a frustrated sigh as you walked through your apartment door. Today wasn’t your day, hell you haven’t been feeling well for that past few months. You’ve been avoiding everyone lately. Every time you get a text or call from a friend, you just ignored it completely.

You walked towards your kitchen and grabbed your favorite box of cereal. You grabbed a small bowl from the cabinet and turned around, “Oh my gosh!” You jumped.

Damian was hanging, upside down….on the ceiling. You don’t know how but his boots had something to do with it, “Hello, (Last Name).” He grinned, arms crossed. He was in his Robin uniform.

You placed a hand on your chest, taking in a deep breath to stop your heart from beating, “Jesus Christ, Dami. How are you walking on my ceiling?” You cried out.

Damian leaned down and pressed a button on his strange boots, landing on the floor like a cat, “Zero Gravity boots, Father doesn’t have any knowledge about my…black market shopping.” He said as he stood up.

You raised an eyebrow and placed the bowl down on the kitchen counter, “Since when have you been-“

“Never mind that,” He interrupted you, “Why haven’t you been answering our calls?”

You groaned, not feeling the mood to talk. Damian crossed his arms once again, “(Last name)?”

“Yo, yo, yo! (y/n)! Where you at!?” You jumped when Jason’s booming voice came through your window.

“Keep it down will you, they might be sleeping!” Said Tim’s voice.

“Yeah, sure, it’s fucking early.”

“Tim, you just kicked my back.”

“Ah, sorry, Dick.”

You slapped your forehead. The last thing you wanted tonight was your friends worrying about you but here they are, crawling through your window. You just hope now that nobody saw the Red Hood, Nightwing, and Red Robin all crawl inside your apartment at 11 PM (23:00).

They all walked in your kitchen, “What are you guys doing here?”

Jason took off his helmet and shoved it against Damian’s chest, “Hold that twerp,” He rolled his eyes when Damian growled, but Damian ended up holding it anyway, “We brought your favorite snacks, (y/n).” Jason smirked, holding up a large black plastic bag.

Tim snatched the bag out of Jason’s hand, earning a punch on the shoulder from Jason, “Dick also brought your favorite movies.” Tim said, digging out two microwave popcorns from the bag and putting them in the microwave.

“We knew you haven’t been feeling well,” Dick’s voice was full of concern, “So we decided to spend the night.”

Damian threw Jason’s helmet in the sink and hugged you. Since he’s a lot smaller than you, he only reached up to your hips, “We missed you, so let us help.”

You felt a pang in your chest as you patted Damian’s head. The boys waited for you to explain what was going on, so you took in a deep breath and explained everything that’s been bothering you in life.

Dick wrapped an arm around your shoulders, “(Y/n), you know we will always help you when you need it the most. You should’ve told us this.”

“I know I just…didn’t want you guys worrying about me.”

Damian looked up at you, “You are a strong and an amazing person. You can get through this, (Last name), I promise.”

“Damian’s right,” Tim smiled, “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but he is. No matter what, we will help you fight through this.”

Jason leaned against the counter next to you and grinned, “Yeah! And we’re always going to worry about you, (y/n). You’re our best friend, we got your back.”

You covered your face with both hands, trying hard not to break in front of them, “Thank you so much, guys.” 

The entire night, the boys helped you feel much better. You all binged watched your favorite movies and ate your favorite food. Damian and Tim had a small food fight but other than that, you finally felt at peace.

anonymous asked:

I think I'm gonna kill myself. And I know ppl say it gets better. But not this time. There's thing I just can't fix and every time I think about it literally breaks my heart. I've thought about it a hundred times and this my only option left. I have to escape this pain. I have to stop this and I can only think of suicide.

I can’t stop you from doing what you’re about to do, but from experience I can tell you that dying won’t fix anything. Maybe inside of your head is a fact that no one’s going to miss you. That’s not true, someone will miss you. I don’t know who loves you, but they will most certainly miss you too. Someone I once knew said that if death is the only option, it can’t be the alone one. There’s just too many possibilities, there’s just too many scenarios, there’s just too many different versions of you. The fucked up part? If you fucking die? You’ll never get to see a single one of those versions, you’ll never get to look in the mirror again. You’ll never get to feel the rain. You’ll never get to pluck a flower. You’ll never be able to feel warmth. You’ll never be able to see your favorite smile. You won’t know what it feels like to be okay, sure, you took matters into your own hands, but offing yourself won’t fix a damn thing. It’s a permanent thing, when you’re dead, you’re just dead. You won’t feel a thing, the pain won’t matter, but that also means happiness and joy. That goes out of the window too. I don’t know your pain or the shit that you’ve been through, but if you’re gone, no one’s going to ever know what you’ve been through. You take everything with you. That includes the ones who will mourn you. That includes the people you could’ve been when given enough time. I don’t know if you’ll go through with it, but I can only pray that you don’t. I love you. ♡

anonymous asked:

im a young artist, a minor, so cant use paypal. im 15, and i need to earn some money so i can pay for school clothes and save for an apartment so i can leave this house when im eighteen. do you know any alternatives i can use??

Interesting o3o
I don’t know if I have a lot of info for you?
Babysitting is a pretty good source of income if you find some good families :O
One of my friends paid most of her college stuff with babysitting money :D
You should be able to find a part time or summer job perhaps? P:
I believe I worked in a community garden around that time
Those are my ideas, I’m sure that other people have other and better suggestions XD

anonymous asked:

Hey. Just wanted to say that ive been experiencing some really tough shit lately and everytime i feel like hell i just come to your blog and either look at your art (idk if you know just hoe calming it is) or just scroll to see how you doing or some funny stuff. I dont want to be creepy? Just wanted to say thank you sm bc you are one of the very very few things that can make me genuinely happy at this point haha. If im being weird just ignore me, sorry

;O; that’s not creepy at all ! I think it’s really great that my blog can make you feel better in such trying times, I’m sorry you’re going through that :( I hope this will pass for you softly and you can get back to finding joy in many things!! <3

Piano lessons
  • You wake up to the music
  • Shawn tinkering away on the piano
  • You get up and lean against the door frame watching him play, He sees you watching him and whispers softly over to
  • “I wanna play you something”
  • You pad over to him quietly
  • He watches you walk towards him and scoots over slightly on the stool
  • His hands never leave the piano keys
  • You slide onto the stool awkwardly
  • Because it looks cool in the movies
  • But really there isn’t enough space, Not that your complaining, he’s warmer than your bed
  • Watching his long fingers wander casually over the keys
  • Yawning against his shoulder
  • What do you think?
  • It’s good
  • He smirks at you
  • I know
  • You decide he’s abit too confident
  • “I bet I can tickle the keys better though”
  • He raises an eyebrow at you because who the heck says tickle the keys
  • You take that as a cue to begin And you play a piece you remember from back in the day
  • shawn clapping at the end and telling you “that was so good"  Even though you can tell he’s surprised
  • He gets this gleam in his eye and starts talking about all the duets you could play
  • And your shoulders slump a little because you have to confess that that’s all you can play.
  • “I’ll teach you”
  • Having regular ‘lessons’ with Shawn
  • That always end up in you insisting he plays you one of his own songs
  • And of course he refuses because “concerts aren’t free y/n, not even for you”
  • Giving him puppy dog eyes until he finally caves
  • Eventually he decides it’s time you learnt how to play his songs
  • Getting frustrated when you can’t remember the notes because you want to do him proud
  • Him clucking his tongue at you But helping you out by placing his hands over yours
  • Controlling you fingers for you
  • “We make a great team"  Smiling up at him.
  • When he goes away on tour you decide to practise
  • Because you want to make him proud
  • So you learn a selection of his songs and a few of your other favourites Practising until your sure you could play the melodies in your sleep
  • And when he comes home surprising him by playing for him
  • Telling you that "you won’t need lessons anymore”
  • Part of you is proud The other part wants to be petty So of course you choose the petty side
  • Making sure you get every other note wrong and playing the wrong tune
  • Him wincing at every off key note  “For the love of god stop abusing the piano, and my ears”
  • Only backing off when he agrees to continue your lessons
  • Starting to play duets together
  • Nudging each other with your shoulders when they get the notes wrong
  • Which with Shawn wasn’t often But when he does, you let him know about it
  • Insisting that the student has become the master
  • Getting abit too competitive and nudging him off the stool
  • Laughing at him just laying there, lanky form sprawled out
  • But normally you end up just resting your fingers over the keys, watching him instead
  • Going to get a drink  and returning to find him playing one of your favourite songs
  • So you hop on top of the piano  because
  • “It looks cool in the movies Shawn”
  • “I don’t care, get off”
  • “But-”
  • “It is not a toy y/n”
  • Sliding off the piano and flopping on the sofa in a strop
  • “Fine, but only for one song"  And for that one song you pretend you are in every romantic movie you have every seen
  • Being serenaded by the gorgeous guy in the bar
  • Because when you have Shawn as a boyfriend
  • Everyday is like the movies. 
Just a bit of a teaser ;)



We had a deal, remember?

I have no idea what you mean…

You weren’t supposed to tell them your name, remember? That was our deal.


Virgil, you know what I have to do to you now…



I beg you, please, they’re good people.

You can’t trust anyone Virgil. You know that…

But they are different, they are my friends. I swear. I know Roman can be an ass sometimes, but he has a good heart. Logan can be a moron sometimes but he’s good too. And Patton… don’t even get me started on him… He’s the sweetest person you will ever meet, he’s like a Dad to me…

You know I have to Virgil.

Harm me not them, please, I’m better off dead anyway…


anonymous asked:

hello, I'm a beginning witch, I am still in the research part, I haven't actually cast any spells or anything. Since I'm starting from scratch could you possibly help me out by telling me what I need?? Like what essentials do I need to buy and what other things do I need to do ??

i answered an ask similar to this one a long time ago but i can’t find it

you don’t need anything, but there are some things that might help

  • somewhere to record information - whether it be a notebook or a document on your computer
  • basic multipurpose herbs like rosemary, thyme, basil, bay leaf, chamomile, etc. ya know stuff you can find at the store
  • a couple of crystals, maybe like amethyst, clear quartz, jet, hematite, onyx, citrine
  • somewhere to store your stuff

my first list was way better than this, i will link it if i find it

as for “other things you need to do” i mean…just research the hell out of the history of witchcraft, various correspondences, etc. you can always decide which path to follow later. knowledge is everything. 

u know i feel like 2nu isnt that big of a deal as long as its phase 4 bc like murdoc and 2d are about the same age gap??

like i get the whole “OMG BUT THEY ARE LIKE BROTHER AND SISTER” but like… honestly let ppl like what they like as LONG AS ITS… NOT ILLEGAL u know?? it aint hurting anyone so i dont care, 2nu can be cute and shit, i can see the appeal for the ship

but when its 2nu in phase 3 and below thats when im like EHHHH MAYBE NOT DO THAT, LIKE EVER

but in the end, 2nu isnt any better than 2doc in some ways so like??? idunno why we always gotta be fighting

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i’m always looking for new people to write with, so feel free to like / reblog so i can get to know ya’ll better! if rules are your thing, mine can be found here. thank you. 💕

spaceykiid  asked:

There's always gonna be a more valid version of me, isn't there? There's always gonna be a version of me that's more like how I used to be. I can't fuckin' win. There is ALWAYS gonna be that person, so why do I keep worrying about it? Why can't I just... be me instead of thinking someone else is doing a past version of me better than I am? I know who I am, mostly. There will always be someone else someone sees as me. I just need to stop worrying about that. I know I'm valid. I know I'm valid.

It’s been a long and eventful ride, but as I’ve always said, once my store got closer to being able to open, I’d be checking out of this blog for good. It’s bittersweet, but that day is today! I’ll admit, I’m just as surprised as I’m sure you all are.

This blog has been… a rollercoaster, for sure, and I’m sure we all have the parts we like and dislike about it. I’m glad it can be such a large resource, with such a large following, but god knows I wish I could have done a lot of things differently with it. 

The next time you all see me on here, I guess it’ll be as a listed store! Thanks for sticking with me and this blog, and I hope the second mod can do things better than I did, for everyone’s sake. So, yeah! Bye!

- Canon

Thinking about the world and everything that’s wrong in it makes me feel sad, empty, and lonely. Knowing that there’s not much I can do, I want to wrap myself around my blanket and pretend to be nonexistent for a while. I want to be inside a bubble and stray away from everything else.

I wish I could muster up the courage to at least try and change the world for the better but I feel so weak and useless; I don’t think I can.

I want Ubisoft to make an Assassin’s Creed game where the protagonist doesn’t start out being a master of parkour, scaling rooftops with ease and doing leaps of faith long before they even know anything about the Assassins.

I want a protagonist that, at the beginning, gets tired after a sprint, can only climb ladders conveniently stacked objects and hang off ledges for seconds before they lose grip. That can barely throw a punch and whose hands shake when they have to fire a gun (or whichever time-appropriate weapon).

I want a protagonist that would gain all skills over the course of the game. That can run longer, climb faster and fight better the more you practice, or as time passes.

I want a protagonist that becomes an assassin.

Sort of like Desmond, but actually earning it and not laying in a chair for days ;)

Tagged by @plummetingstarlight
Rules: answer 30 questions then tag 20 people you’d like to know better
Nicknames: Got none
Gender: Female, i guess
Star Sign: Aquarius
Height: 4′11″
Time: 23:47
Birthday: 17th February, 1999
Fav Bands: Takida, Caravan Palace, Stiftelsen, Gyllene Tider, Of Monsters and Men
Fav solo artists: Porter Robinson, probably more but can’t think of any
Song stuck in my mind: We Can Dance and Brotherswing, by Caravan Palace
Last movie watched: Moomin and the Comet / Comet in Moominvalley
Last show watched: Steven Universe, probably
When did I create my blog: Back in 2014, right in the middle of summer
What do I post about: Art, My characters, World Building, DnD, Pokemon sometimes, Other franchises i like from time to time
Last thing I googled: D&D 5e backgrounds
Do you have other blogs: I have @iedunnohdnd, @iedunnoh, @trash-chu and @pot-dot
Why did you choose your url: I was into Super Smash Brothers and liked Pikachu a lot at the time, and made a url based on that
Following: 14…
Followers: 4141
Fav Colour: Turquoise of any variety
Average hours of sleep: 8 - 7??
Lucky number: 17 & 24, tho it’s mostly for fun’s sake
Instruments: A ocarina and a cactus
What i’m wearing: Grey sweatpants, black t-shirt with pikachu pattern on it
How many blankets do I sleep with: 1
Dream job: Game designer? Honestly anything fun and art related at this point
Dream trip: Don’t got one, i’d rather give it to my bestie so they could come here
Fav food: Potatoes, Cream Sauce and meatballs
Nationality: Swedish

Don’t got anyone in mind to tag, but if anyone wants to do this feel free to~

  • Ravenclaw: *sitting and listening to the rain* I like the rain, it's peaceful.
  • Slytherin: It'll help clean up a murder.
  • Ravenclaw: You wouldn't need the rain to clean up after you if you used an icicle as the murder weapon.
  • Hufflepuff: What is wrong with the both of you?

anyone else kinda terrified you’ll never be able to hold a job in the future because of your mental illness