i don't know why i just need it

For real tho I’d love to have more RP buddies

As long as you’re 18+

I don’t always wind up rping NSFW but given that I’m 27 it’s just more comfortable for me if I know I’m not rping with minors

@makou-fluff and @geminiderp can both vouch for me not being a post length snob (though I do tend to write long posts myself)

Like seriously I had it with “MATCH MY LENGTH” bs when I was rping the hamsteaks

Just gimme enough content to work with and I’m happy

Ignis is my main muse/fave to write for/who I’m most confident with, but I can write Noctis, Gladio and Prompto too (in order of my confidence with them, but again I’d prefer to main as Ignis)

Gladnis is my fave ship but I have that pretty well satisfied by my rps with the gf

Ignoct is covered by both the gf and Cloud

Promnis would be nice to have more of

and I don’t have any rps whatsoever with Ravnis

Highspecs would be interesting too

Oooh and Ignyx dat age gap (never underage Iggy tho nuh-uh)

And hell if we wanna go dark af we could do Igdyn (though having Ignis rescued from that hot mess of power imbalance and bad touches would be awesome)

Canon storyline is good, aus are good too, toss me yer ideas I’m pretty open

I am a college senior so my activity will fluctuate based on how heckin swamped I am with that, but don’t fear me losing interest and not telling you. I don’t leave my partners hanging like that

Lately I’ve been favoring Google docs as the place to rp because it’s pretty reliable and gives lots of options for modifying the appearance of text (makes it easier to differentiate thoughts/flashbacks/etc)

You can check out my #izzy writes tag for examples of how I write

So yeah, hit me up!

Originally posted by yallneedtrashjesus

…But preferably not with a sword to the ass.

(Noct he just wants you to eat your vegetables and you’re trying to KILL HIM you have a PROBLEM.)

Originally posted by choosentobethedevilsbride

I look forward to hearing from you!

hey if you were looking into too faced’s new white peach palette, skip it. it’s OKAY. the shades are a beautiful mix of peach tones and cool tones, but you need several layers to even get the color to even SOMETIMES show up. the glitter shades fade after an hour. honestly, shadows from l’oreal, nyx, and bh cosmetics work just as well, if not better, and too faced costs 4x the price. 2/10 probably returning.

I’ll go to bed early.
—  A Ravenclaw who will most certainly not go to bed early 
Reasons why I love Static

A good hero works well with others

Look at how the other heroes smile at him, they are genuinely happy to meet him. When Superman saves him, he isn’t upset. He’s happy. He asked to be saved and he was

And it’s not the last time either. You see it here

and here

he works well with the justice league members even though his interactions with them are rare and in between.

He’s literally never afraid to ask them for help

I mean, look at that. He made the bat signal, he was outright asking for help as publicly as he ever could.

and in “Fallen hero” when he thought Green Lantern really had become evil…

Just look at his face. He is shocked. He can’t believe one of his heroes would do this, he tried to figure out why, tried to come up with a reason to explain it, so it would make sense.

And the moment Sinestro, disguised as Green Lantern, hurt Gear. He knew it was true, and he’s horrified that the person he looked up to did this and he’s angry, angry that he didn’t see this.

Static knows when to fight

but he also knows when someone just needs a helping hand

and sure, he jokes around

but he also knows how important the work he does is

Originally posted by zoo-monkey

and he also knows what happens if he messes up

His family knows what it is he does and they all support him in whatever way they can.

and that’s why I love Static shock. Yes, they touched upon some serious issues

they didn’t dumb it down for the audience, or treat the issues with kiddie gloves, they addressed the issues and those were also the same episodes that they broke the fourth wall. Dyslexia, gun control, gang violence, racism. They didn’t pull their punches on this show.

They showed us a still very much grieving teenager who almost joins a gang in the first episode, who gets powers that he uses to protect other people without a moment of hesitation, not even thinking of getting revenge on his bullies. Even as a superhero, he still volunteers at the community center his dad runs.

Yes, Virgil makes mistakes, he’s still a kid after all, but he’s so genuinely kind and sincere that we can’t help but love him.

Originally posted by staticshockyoursystem

I don’t know if it actually is Static shock appreciation week officially, but it is for me

Originally posted by staticshockyoursystem

and, because I can’t help myself

Originally posted by staticshockyoursystem

  • Ravenclaw: I feel trapped.
  • Hufflepuff: We're in the middle of an open field.
  • Ravenclaw: No, I feel trapped in this moment in my life. Where am I going? What am I doing? And how am I going to get to where I want to be?
  • Hufflepuff: We're going to charms class, we're going to be doing charms work, and usually hard work and dedication. Try to think in the now.
  • Ravenclaw: Well, in the now I'm contemplating an assault on you.
  • Hufflepuff: At least you're thinking about here and now!

Sterek museum AU where Derek Hale is the director of the Beacon Hills Museum and the local expert in the fields of anthology and archaeology. 

Originally posted by hobrien

Stiles is the enthusiastic college student who visits the museum almost every other day, studying among the exhibits and looking for job openings.

Originally posted by stvlinski

Derek dismisses him at first, but then one day, Stiles accidentally leaves his study notes at the museum and Derek finds then when he’s doing a final sweep of the museum. Curious about what Stiles is studying and why he’s so intent on being at the museum, he takes a look inside and finds a mix of notes from entomology to archaeology. All the notes are really in depth, colour coded and at a level of study that should be beyond a college student. He hates to admit it, but he’s impressed.

The next day, Stiles comes bustling in and Derek is waiting for him at the front desk. 

“I don’t know about job offers,” Derek says, offering Stiles back his thick book of study notes. “But if you’re looking for a supervisor for your dissertation, I’d be happy to take you on.” 

Originally posted by peoplealwaysleave-99

  • 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?

Art trade with the lovely @beerwolves, who spoils me tbh

She wanted some jock!Derek and nerd!Stiles, except somehow when I was focusing on Derek looking super jock, Stiles turned out kind of small hmm…..

At 3 AM
  • Me: *sitting up with a sudden stroke of enlightenment* I JUST FOUND AN EXPLANATION FOR MY LAZINESS
  • Friend: What 😦
  • Me: I'm in reality too intelligent — too powerful. I could be dangerous.
  • Friend: :|
  • Me: My way of thinking is too advanced; I could potentially unravel every secret of the universe. I've always felt like I was above other people. More mature. That's why — that's why the powers that be are making sure that my capabilities are dormant. Distracting me with fanfiction, food, Tumblr, movies, so that my powerful brain remains in a state of slumber, never to become fully awake.
  • Friend:
  • Me: THAT'S WHY
  • Friend: That's the closest thing I've gotten to an explanation.
  • Friend: You are a cat.
  • Me:
  • Friend: We are cats.
  • Me: I'M TOO ABOVE HUMAN PEASANTS TO MINGLE WITH THEM AND DO MUNDANE TASKS
  • Friend: [nodding] We were just born in the form of humans. We were
  • Friend: WE WERE SENT FROM THE CAT UNIVERSE
  • Me: We were?
  • Friend: YES WE HAVE A PURPOSE
  • Me: OH HELL YEAH
  • Me: WE'RE NOT POINTLESS
  • Me: Now that I think about it, it all makes sense!!!!!!
  • Friend: I'VE KNOWN IT ALWAYS
  • I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SENT TOO!
  • Me: OF COURSE I WAS WHY D'YOU THINK WE CAN UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER SO WELL
  • Friend: YEEAAAAAAAAASSS
  • YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
  • When d'you think the mothership will come take us back
  • Me: I DON'T KNOW BUT THEY'RE JUST BIDING THEIR TIME
  • This Universe is tricky. You gotta be tricky to out-smart it. Take it from me, I've been tryin' all my life.
  • Friend: [nods understandingly] Cats need frequent naps. We should sleep.
  • Me: Ofc

When you research your disorder and realize something you’re doing is because of that disorder but when you tell other people what you learned about it and they get mad at you because you are “excusing your behavior with the disorder” but you’re really not, you’re diagnosed with this disorder and this is a symptom of it, but somehow finding out why you do a thing is “just an excuse” for doing the thing

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Sometimes I think about why James was so popular and loved everywhere he went and inspite of some of his action when he was younger, Lily was able to fall in love with him eventually. Not the hair - maybe the hair - but above all things, it was his fucking smile. When Lily was having a bad day, she realised her feelings for him were quite strong. He changed her awful day just sending her one of his grins, but at that moment he didn’t tease her with the “alright, Evans?”. He just smiled - and he didn’t even know she was having a bad day - and simply walked away, still not knowing he made her feel a little - a lot - better. Then in the next days, living with him was like realising the world was not ending and everything sounded quite positive and lighter around him. She needed him in those dark times. Everyone, Remus and Sirius especially, did.

And that’s why not having him around in the next years must have been really painful.

anonymous asked:

spideychelle prompsoal headcanons!

ahhh, hello! sorry it took me a while to write these ones. i fell asleep and also prom is such a funny thing. bUT. here are some headcanons :)

  • peter’s a bit worried about prom. not because it’s prom or because it’s supposed to be this huge high school thing that you remember for the rest of your lives.
  • that’s actually what he’s worried about
  • last time he went to a school dance? not the best experience. homecoming sophomore year was one of the worst days of his life. not only did he have to leave behind liz allan, the girl of his dreams who turned out to have a villain as a father, but he also had to fight said father and almost died while doing it.
  • he still wakes up some nights, screaming out as the building falling on top of him disappears. his screams turn to tears as he stares at the bottom of the top bunk bed and may comes in and holds him tight to her chest. it’s been over a year, but he still gets the nightmares.
  • so he’s not excited for junior prom. sue him.
  • ned’s been trying to convince him to go. the decathlon team is all planning on renting a party bus and heading over together. which, peter admits sounds fun. a part of him really wants to go. but he can’t shake this feeling that something will inevitably go wrong and his night will be ruined and the nightmares will never end.
  • and then mj asks him to prom. well, kind of.
  • it’s a boring wednesday during lunch, ned is still getting his food because he had to speak with mr. harrington after class. so it’s just peter and mj at the lunch table. (she sits across from them these days.)
  • “so, my parents have been asking me about who my date is for prom and i want them to stop, so can i just say it’s you?”
  • “what?”
  • mj groans, lifting her eyes from her book so she can roll them at peter. “my goodness, parker, for a genius you’re really dense. can you be my date to prom so my parents get off my back?”
  • and. he’s honestly stupefied. because: “wait, you’re actually going to prom?”
  • “yes, peter. i’m allowed to want to spend time with my friends, you know.”
  • “yeah, of course, i just-” he doesn’t actually know what he thought. she did go to homecoming for the last two years, so it makes sense she’d be going to junior prom. but then: “wait, is this how you’re asking me to junior prom?”
  • michelle’s cheeks tinge slightly more pink and she looks back at her book. “i told you, my parents-”
  • “i know what your parents want, but what do you want?” he doesn’t know why he asks that. mj is his friend. has been for the better part of a year. she joins he and ned on their snack breaks and movie nights and study dates. he doesn’t want her to be his date to prom. he’s not even planning on going to prom. but then
  • “i mean,” she coughs, keeping her eyes trained on her book. “i guess it would be fun to go with you.”
  • his face lights up and he smiles all bright and wide. “you want to go to prom with me!
  • “no, i don’t!”
  • “that’s literally what you just said!”
  • “shut up, parker. that’s not what i said.” and she slinks further into her seat and scrunches her eyebrows together and she’s putting her head even further into her book and she looks so adorable. and, oh. oh. he doesn’t expect the sudden quickening of his heart or the flush that rises to his cheeks. he doesn’t like mj that way. he doesn’t, he never, they’re just friends.
  • and then ned plops down into the seat next to him and peter can’t say anything further and michelle is leaving before he can answer her and he feels badly because she looks disappointed. but he doesn’t, he didn’t even think about the possibility that he could have feelings for her in that way until like five minutes ago when she asked him to prom.
  • so, when their last period of the day rolls around, he sits next to michelle and scratches out a small note, which he hands to her when their teacher starts talking about the mitochondrial dna.
  • i’d say yes if you asked me properly.
  • when she finally looks up at him, shocked, he smiles and whispers, “you have to at least buy me dinner first, mj.”
  • she shoves him lightly and then pays attention to their teacher drone on and on for the rest of the day. she seems to have a small smile on her face but she doesn’t say anything else on the matter.
  • peter wonders for a brief moment if he’s messed this up and she’s decides to just ask someone else. and he tells himself he shouldn’t be disappointed because he didn’t want to go to prom anyway. but that was before he knew mj wanted him to be her date.
  • but then at decathlon practice the next day, michelle is grilling him on russian history around wwi when suddenly she asks: “true or false. on may 8, 2019, michelle jones asked peter parker to the prom.”
  • and
  • is she for real?
  • he looks around at all his teammates, who all have their eyes trained on him. they seem to be excited, sitting on the edges of their seats. they also must surely see the blush on his cheeks.
  • “uh,” he manages to get out. “true.”
  • he hears her whisper, “oh god.” and then ned comes in (and wait, when did he leave?) and he’s carrying this big bouquet of red roses. but as ned gets closer, peter can see that there are a few white roses in the mix. and the white roses spell out the word “prom”.
  • ned hands the bouquet to michelle and she walks over to peter. she won’t meet his eye as she hands him to bouquet and opens her jacket to reveal a shirt with a “?” across the middle.
  • and, peter is shocked. it’s been one day. did she already have a shirt with a question mark on it? how did she get flowers so quickly? she told the whole decathlon team without him knowing? how did she arrange this?
  • and then, sensing his confusion, michelle sighs. “my dad is a florist. i’ve had this shirt for years. logistics aside, will you go to prom with me, you loser?”
  • peter stares at her for a few moments, dumbstruck. and then he nods his head, smile growing when he hears the decathlon team cheer. mj smiles. she smiles in a way that’s small and as if she can’t help it. like she’s tried keeping it off her face, but the joy is too powerful.
  • so peter stands up and he hugs her tightly. her arms slowly wrap around his torso and the team cheers even louder. he thinks he hears flash yell: “get a room, you dorks!” but peter doesn’t care because he’s pressed up against michelle and her hair smells nice and it feels good against his face.
  • “thanks for asking me properly.” he whispers, moving so his face is smushed even further into her hair.
  • “thanks for saying yes.” and at this peter pulls back, and michelle looks so…vulnerable. and peter wants her to know he’s not going to hurt her. that she is giving him a gift by letting her walls down with him and he won’t ruin that.
  • “for you, anything.” and michelle punches him in the shoulder and laughs, calling him a loser. but peter just smiles. because michelle jones has a crush on him and she got him flowers and he’s going to go to prom with her.
  • wait until he tells aunt may.

@arabian-batboy said: Can you write something where Bruce comes across Jason in an alley after his resurrection but before Talia took him in & since he couldn’t talk at that time (& because he’s supposed to be dead) Bruce thinks it’s just a hallucination and just leaves him?


It had been a long time since Bruce was afraid of ghosts, mostly because they never left him alone. If this one seemed more real than usual, hey, it had been a rough day.

Always was, this time of year. 

April 27th. Bruce liked to think he was getting better— maybe some year he wouldn’t find himself lurking in Crime Alley on today, the anniversary of Jason’s death— but he wasn’t there yet.

It made sense. How was he supposed to forget Jason? That was what it would take, Bruce knew, to leave the guilt behind. Every time Jason crossed his mind, it all came crashing back: the grief and shame and pain in his chest. 

Flashbacks, sometimes. Hallucinations.

He wasn’t particularly surprised to see his dead son lying on the cobblestones. It was bound to happen today. 

Bruce took a deep breath. It was time for another hell ride through his own subconsciousness. What would it be this time?

Older, he thought— this Jason looked older, the age he would be if he had lived. That was normal; Bruce spent a lot of time imagining Jason alive and growing up. This Jason looked like he had been on the street for a long time, and Bruce could explain that too; they’d met on this spot when Jason was young and homeless. Of course he was remembering that day. 

Bruce blinked away the image of Jason, small and defiant, sprinting towards the mouth of the alley with his tire iron. Who hit the Batman with a tire iron? Jason did. Jason was…

Well, Jason was dead. Jason had been extraordinary— brave, bright, explosive, kind— but he was gone, and the illusion on the pavement was just that: an illusion. A memory. Bruce’s mind playing tricks.

The punishment he deserved. He could feel it beginning like it always did, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, his fingertips, his chest, rooting him to the stone underneath him until he couldn’t run— not that he should run. He hadn’t saved Jason. The least he could do was feel it.

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