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T the Goblin

T is a goblin spirit who is the second oldest of the Haitian spirits up for adoption. In human years, he’s 10 years old.

T speaks fluent Haitian Creole, English, French, and Spanish. He loves to play soccer, garden, teach, and learn. He is a little quiet, but he has a huge heart and will fight for what he thinks is right, regardless of the consequences. He has a younger brother that lives with @faeryofblackstone , but he wants to expand and explore the world with his companion. T wants someone who is open minded to different cultures and experiences and is excited to share about his life in Haiti. He loves – I mean LOVES – animals; when he found out we have pets here in first world countries, he was in love. T has a such w “can-do” attitude and is perfect for helping someone with self-esteem issues.

T is about 3'3" with dark green skin. He has pale blue eyes and black freckles on his face to match the puffy black hair on his head. He usually only wears blue thread shorts, finding shoes and shirts “unnecessary”, although if you live somewhere cold, he’ll probably change his mind about that.

If you have any interest in T, please message me!! I will ask you a few questions, then direct you to @faerys-spirit-adoptions so she can ask a few questions and we will work together in deciding who becomes his companion. If you have any questions, please message me as well!

Hello starlets. I wanted to tell you all what I have been up to before we sleep.

I was invited here by Madoka, and of course I accepted. Since then, I have spent many long hours perusing the Gem temple and listening to their stories. Maybe someday, we will share them all?

I have also been around the Memory Tree, taking in everything. It’s as fascinating as it is terrifying. >_<

I am a very curious person! I want to learn many things about this world. Mirielle has loaned me many books. I look up to her a lot, you know. She’s my big smart human sister. ^///^

That’s all from me. Sleep tight, starlets! Etoile will accompany you in your dreams ⭐️☁️🌙☁️⭐️

Here’s a really fun fact I’ve learned recently. 

These are American Slave-Making ants, they have an odd behavior where they steal the pupa of other species of ants and force them to carry out tasks for the colony instead of creating minor workers themselves. This specific picture is of a slave that is no longer responding to its captors so it will be killed. 


I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count.

Victor’s career

I was thinking a bit about the fact that Victor is five-time consecutive Grand Prix winner but like it is said that he was on the top since he was 16 so does it mean he’d won earlier but failed when he was 21 or that he started to win regularly when he was older (quite uncanny when you look at the average skaters age)? So how in my opinion his career looked?

Firstly, I’m sure that Victor started to win when he was 16, we know he won his first European Championships then so even if he wasn’t the best in the world yet he already was the best in Europe and in his age category (we also learn in ep 1 that he’s beaten world record in junior division year before so).

 And I think that we have even a more obvious proof here because it may be suggested in the 10 episode that Victor won the first Winter Olympics he was able to take part in. I can’t find the original post but someone noticed that when you look at one of the medals on Victor’s chest, the most exposed one:

It looks oddly similar to Torino 2006 medals:

Which would mean that Victor won his first Olympics being just 17 (and is obviously very proud of it). So he was already the best of best then. I’m also pretty sure that one of the medals with blue ribbon could be Vancouver 2010 medal and there’s really no reason why Victor shouldn’t win it if he was already the best (and I bet he’s Sochi champion too). And after Vancouver, he’s won every one of Gran Prix Finals that we know for sure. So what intrigues me is what was happening between 2006 and 2010 Olympics?

The first reason why Victor could not be able to win every competition before would be the fact that there were some older more experienced skaters which would be logical except that we never hear about anyone being even close to Victor’s league. Every skater from Chris to Yurio looked to Victor at some point. It’s like no one really remembers times before Victor, he was the legend when he was 16 already and we never see anyone who could be any threat or an inspiration for him. So I think that even if Victor lost some competitions then he was still considered the best and champion-to-be. 

And the only other possibility is that Victor could get injured at some point. This is just my headcanon now but I guess that he could get a really serious contusion when he was about 19/20 years old and he had to take a year off the ice to recover. I think it would make so much sense if that was the “dark moment” of his professional career, the one when he cut his hair and changed his style. And he would make his comeback right before Vancouver which would be a very nice similarity to Stephane Lambiel’s story (that wonderful skater that had his cameo in 12 ep) and I don’t know how much canon it will turn out (if will ever get any info about Victor’s past lol)  but I love this idea and I thought I could share it. 

Just you know, Victor starting to win everything and then suddenly he pushes himself too far and he don’t even know if he’ll be able to come back (poor Yuuri crying whole night because of his idol), getting depressed and cutting his hair but then working two times as hard as before and coming back just to surprise everyone and win his second Olympic gold. So much Victor style.

So this is it I just had this idea but I like it and maybe it will help someone with writing about Victor’s past idk. I’m just very curious who was winning when it wasn’t Victor himself I really hope will get to know more about Victor’s past next season!


  Sansa felt curiously light-headed. I am free. She could feel eyes upon her. I must not smile, she reminded herself. The queen had warned her; no matter what she felt inside, the face she showed the world must look distraught. “I will not have my son humiliated,” Cersei said. “Do you hear me?”

  “Yes. But if I’m not to be queen, what will become of me?”
  “That will need to be determined. For the moment, you shall remain here at court, as our ward.”
  “I want to go home.”
  The queen was irritated by that. “You should have learned by now, none of us get the things we want.”
  I have, though , Sansa thought. I am free of Joffrey. I will not have to kiss him, nor give him my maidenhood, nor bear him children. Let Margaery Tyrell have all that, poor girl. 

Lessons I have learned from hosting children’s craft parties

You may remember me from such iconic rants as ‘we get to be the aliens this time’ and ‘the glue famine of 2017.’ What you may not be aware of is that our store does classes and birthday parties. I used to get roped into doing them. Now it’s part of my job description and I… have to do them. So here are some things I have learned.

  • Children do not understand self-control. You cannot stop them from dumping an entire tube of paint onto the canvas. You cannot stop them from using their hands. You cannot stop them from using their face. You cannot stop them. You cannot stop them. 
  • A key difference between children and adults is that children are generally prepared for the answer ‘no.’ Adults are prepared for the answer ‘no’ as well, but they know that the response to ‘no’ is ‘I’d like to speak to your manager.’ 
  • Nothing in this world can prevent a group of children from marching around the room, chanting ‘avacado mustache, avacado mustache.’ 
  • At some point during the class, some of the kids will start counting down from 50. The rest of the class will join in. They never reach zero. No one knows what happens at zero. We’re afraid to find out. 
  • Children are known to bark when a stranger approaches. 
  • They will ask questions. As with the fair folk, it is in your best interest to answer them honestly and with heavily coded language- lest they use it against you. When questions cannot be answered, your best course of action is an offering of food or something shiny. 
  • A gathering of children of any number exceeding 8 will eventually devolve into chaos. Embrace it or be defeated by it. 
  • Sometimes 8 means 12. Sometimes 12 means 18. Sometimes 18 means 23. Sometimes 8 means 23. 
  • A great way to get children to listen to you is to shout ‘if you can hear me, clap once!’ They clap once, it gets their attention. Then softer. ‘if you can hear me, clap twice.’ They clap. You have their attention. Savor these moments. Use them wisely. Always know what you are going to say before you use this power. Their attentions are fragile. 
  • Speak to them like humans. No, not those humans. Humans you like. 

I’ll probably remember more later when my brain isn’t fried. 


It’s the blue hour again
In the world there is a horror of plagues
Do you still love me?

Lost in the time, in the way
Gone but not forgotten
New secret crimes to repay
Now the walls have fallen

The world is changing: New York City

I am new to New York. I have lived here just about one month. It is not a difficult city to adapt to. You come to memorize the buzz and the hustle, the car horns, the chatter on the subway relatively quickly. You fit in as soon as you learn to walk faster. New York tends to vote Democrat. Hillary Clinton won New York last night. Unfortunately, she did not win the presidency.

Our teachers told us when the polls opened on November 8th not to go outside that night if our lives depended on it. They told us that, regardless of the outcome, it would be unsafe. We were especially warned of the danger if Trump won. It’s no secret that this city is filled to the brim with liberals. We commute past the Trump Tower on our way to school. There were concrete NYPD barricades erected, ambulances, firetrucks, and police cars flashing their lights, and more fireman and police officers than I’ve seen in any parade. The subways that evening were crammed full to the point of almost sealing people to the doors by their jackets and running back to back as people tried to distance themselves from the tower. It felt like a scene out of an apocalypse movie, as the people attempt to evacuate before the worst of the violence sets in. I was afraid our subways would crash into one another, or worse, that our train car would be attacked.

All night we were glued to the screen as we watched the country light up red. I slept for one hour. When I woke around 3 A.M., there were wild lights in the streets. I still don’t know what they were, but they were white-orange and blazingly bright. My mother texted me: “Sick to my stomach. He won.” I physically pinched my arm. I thought I was having a nightmare. A simple Google search blew the words TRUMP TRIUMPHS across my computer screen. My mind raced to newspaper clippings from before the second World War. My classmates were crying and panicking. I was hysterical, and more afraid than I’ve been in quite some time. The student group chat was full of messages like “we’re going to die” and “I’m losing my healthcare.” Two girls in my class alone are rushing to the doctor’s within the next few days so they can get what could be their final check-up.

This morning in the city was silent.

I cannot express how eerie it was to listen to nothing as we walked to the train. The only sound on the streets was of the cars passing by. Not a single soul was speaking. I don’t mean people were whispering, I mean nothing. The subways were tense, and everyone noticed. It felt like we were locked in the train car, all of us waiting to be shipped to prison. Not a single friendly smile (a rarity on a good day, I’ll admit) or mumbled conversation. Silence. It was raining. No one was speaking. There were so few people outside. Everyone was stiff, everyone was keeping their head down. This is how people react to fear. We had to actively select a route that avoided the Trump Tower because my friend thought she might get shot and I was worried about an attack on the building. My hardest acting teacher cancelled his class today to keep us off the streets when the sun set, or perhaps just because he knew we would all be scared out of our mind. He was right.

The city is quiet today. The world is changing.

Regardless of political allegiance, no one can deny the change. Please feel free to share the differences you noticed today. #TheWorldIsChanging2k16Election


I took some time to develop Charmless and draw out the main characters. I’m trying to get their body types right, I have a problem keeping my characters consistent. The characters featured here are Prince Oleander and Galevairum.

Charmless: Follows Olie, the charmless prince, as he learns the true bleak nature of his world and attempts to liberate those chained by the fate of their fables.  

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get to know me: 1/5 favorite movies ⇨ Titanic

I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count.


“I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you. To make each day count.”

Things I have learned from Grey (part 1/?)

2. Oh, hi, hello there. Yes, I am doing this again. No, I don’t make money off this (although I should, I’m losing brain cells for the good of humanity). You’re all welcome, by the way
3. About the book: “E L James offers a fresh perspective on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers around the world.” – it’s not fresh, it’s literally the same book, only written from a “different perspective” or whatever. That is not fresh, that is “let me make some money writing the same thing wow go me i is smart writer cookie for me”
4. It’s funny that in the About the author page, there’s no mention about E.L.James’ previous “thriller with a supernatural twist”. It’s almost like… she can’t write anything else *gasp*
5.I wonder briefly if all her skin is like that—flawless—and what it would look like pink and warmed from the bite of a cane.” – here we go again *sigh* *bangs head against wall just to be prepared*

6. What normal person thinks something like that the second that they meet someone? It’s like: “yes, hi, hello, nice to meet you, I wonder how you’d look if I beat you with a cane, yes the weather is nice today fancy a walk?”
7.A bashful, bookish type, eh? She looks it: poorly dressed, her slight frame hidden beneath a shapeless sweater, an A-line brown skirt, and utilitarian boots.” – I feel offended on behalf of all bookish people. Who says we can’t dress fancy or whatever?? Fuck you Christian.

8.It occurs to me that I could refine her motor skills with the aid of a riding crop.” – what the fuck. My dude. No. Step away from the equipment. Have some hot chocolate. Hug a puppy. And therapy. Lots and lots of therapy. Also, I dare you all to read that sentence with a straight face.
9. He’s calling her baby and sweetheart in his inner monologue and I can’t help but squirm because it’s sooooooo creepy.

13.her mouth needs training, and I imagine her on her knees before me” – yes, this book is as eloquent as its predecessors
14. Anastasia asking Christian if he’s gay sends him in a whirlwind of “omg how dare sheeeeeee, the HORROR, the BLASPHEMY”. Christian isn’t very confident in his masculinity, apparently. Also, fyi, being gay isn’t the worst thing on the planet, author.
15.I want to flog and fuck this girl in my playroom.” – I regret this endeavour that I dared take. No, really, pulling out my own nails would be more pleasant. Medieval torture sounds so much more fun than this.
16. Yeah, I’ll give you a second to get over that visual.
17. Of course he’s doing a background check on her because that’s totally normal. Background checks aren’t sexy, they’re creepy and invasive. This has been a PSA for Christian.
18.So here I am, an ass” – yes, you are accurate, very good here’s a gold star
19.I’m now behaving like a stalker” – 2 for 2 Christian, attaboy!
20. His inner monologue is so pretentious and…ugh, how can I explain this properly… it’s like a dudebro learned how to utter proper sentences
21. Kinda like this: “I’m manly and awesome, let’s DO THIS GAME ON MOTHAFUCKAAAASS *all the exclamation points*” But, you know, more articulate
22.My cock twitches in response” – so this is what I’m getting in exchange for all the “down there” monologue from the previous books. FML.

23. The amount of times he’s thought of flogging her is becoming nauseating
24.It’s coarser and chafes more if you struggle against it…my rope of choice.” – bro, no. Like, no. This is not okay. He’s actively looking for things that hurt more. This book is hurting me. Time to bring out the big guns:

25. Ana being able to tie and roll up some rope is oh so impressive to Christian, as if women are incompetent squirrels.
27. I shit you not, it’s probably what went on in Christian’s tiny sex addled brain
28.Get your fucking paws off her”. – I fucking told y’all
29. I know he’s staking a claim and telling me to back off” – oh my actual god, you’re human people get over this primeval behaviour
30.In my room. Just you, me, and the cable ties.” – sooooo romantic *gags repeatedly*
31. I’m only on page 30 hahahahahaha ahahahahahaha hahahahahaha
32. Pray for me

Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades Darker, Fifty Shades Freed masterpost


“In school, we learned about the world before ours, about the angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands. Some say those are just stories, but I don’t believe that.

The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.”

a red queen playlist, listen here.

holy-gallifrey-deactivated20170  asked:

What qualities do we need to become an architect?

There are many lists on the web, and anything I write here is solely my opinion, not to be confused with any definite list of qualities. These are the first ones that come to mind:

  • Passion - You need passion to keep you on the path everytime things don’t go your way. Passion to improve the world in some manner through architecture.
  • Curiosity - Every project is unique: site, context , client, users, typology. You will have to learn new things everyday to be successful.
  • Vision - The ability to visualize something that does not exist or to imagine a space from looking at a 2d drawings is an ability required to be an architect.
  • Listening - The ability to listen to your client, the ability to understand what they are really saying, is key. 
  • Problem Solving - All projects are problems to be solved, using a combination of tools at your disposal, but the projects that solve a problem in a new way or a better way are the ones we remember.

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la douleur exquise (3)

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Appearance of another EXO member

I’d be lying to myself if I said that I didn’t enjoy work since it was a rewarding job to say the least. The company was extremely well known and I had met a lot of very important people in the business world. The only thing that I could live without was the awkwardness I felt whenever I was around Sehun, and I didn’t think that it was going to end anytime soon. I still felt like he was teasing me whenever I was alone with him in his office.

I’ve already been here just under a month and I have already learned a lot about how Sehun has changed since the time we were together. Most of the things I heard about him was from Jay since she has worked for him for about 6 months now and the rest I’ve picked up myself.

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Part of Your World

Submitted by: dylanobrienstyler (prev holdyourbreathuntilyouseelight)

Description: ‘My kid is in your class and you called me in for a parent-teacher conference and I don’t know what she did but she didn’t learn it from me and wait what do you mean you think she should skip a grade AU’ stolen from this list (x) aka fluffy cute times followed by shameless smut

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Smut, AU

Rating: MA

Author’s Note: Previously posted on my blog last year - figured it couldn’t hurt to have it up here too. Hope you enjoy!

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