i have not figured it out yet

Prompt: “That’s irrational.”

When you first heard the album, sitting with Harry in your backyard, Carolina was one of your favorites. It was catchy and it had good lyrics. It didn’t cross your mind that the song was written about someone else. But when Harry went on Nicks radio show and told the story of the song and who it was about, a wave of anger couldn’t help but overcome you. Each and every time you had the album on shuffle, you skipped it faster than you could blink. When it came on the radio you turned it down. If Harry started singing it, you left the room. You came to hate the song. Hearing your love of 3 years sing about how another girl “feels so good” and is “all i think about” didn’t exactly put you in a position to fawn all over the song. This is what you were trying to explain to Harry when he confronted you about your obvious dislike for the song. 

“I know you don’t like Carolina. Why? You liked it when you first heard it, didn’t you? It was one of your favorites actually. What changed?” He asked you, when he stepped out of the shower, sitting next to you on the bed. 

“Nothing changed. I like the song, its good.” you said coldly. 

“Then why do you go out of your way to not listen to it, and when you have to, you cringe down to the last second?” His voice was angry mixed with a bit of sadness. He wasn’t yelling…yet. You knew your opinion mattered a lot to Harry. And although you didn’t like the song, you figured he deserved the truth. 

“Fine Harry. You wanna know why I don’t like the damn song?” you said and he looked at you expectantly. 

“It’s blatantly about another girl. You’re one of the most private people I know. You wouldn’t go out of your way to put the girls name in the song, put it on the album and sing it on national TV if it didn’t mean a lot to you. So excuse me if I don’t want to listen to my boyfriend sing about how another girl is all he thinks about.” you said getting more and more angry with each word that you said. Harry looked at you and didn’t say anything, so you continued. 

“Harry that song makes me look like a fucking joke. And I know its your music and you have the right to write about anything you want to. But every time I look at you, I see you and her. Every time I hear that song, I think of you and her. And if she means that much to you, then why am I here?”

“Babe…you’re over reacting. Its just a song.” Harry said tears welling up in his eyes, and it was then that you realized that you were crying as well. “I can promise you that she doesn’t mean as much to me as you do. Tell me what I can do to fix this. A song isn’t worth loosing you. I swear, she meant something to me a while ago. And she’ll always mean something to me in the way of a friend. But you…I can’t live without you.”

Now you were full on sobbing, “Then why’d you write the song? Its not a sin for me to be upset about the song. And it’s not even the fact that you wrote the song, it’s the fact that you took the time to expose the girl and make it very clear that it was about her.”

“So you don’t want me to write about other girls and life experiences? That’s irrational. I’m always going to write songs about my life experiences. If you cant handle that, when we can end this.” he said angrily. He immediately regretted saying it when you got up and stormed out of the room. 

“I don’t know what to do Gem. She won’t talk to me, she won’t look at me, she won’t let me touch her. I don’t sleep in the same bed as her anymore, she sleeps in the guest house. Not even in the guest room, the guest house. I feel like I’m losing her, and that can’t happen.” he said on the verge of tears as he spoke to his sister on the phone. 

“How long has this been going on?” she asked him carefully. 

He let out a long sigh, “about 4 days.”

“Honestly, she probably shut down because she feels like you haven’t acknowledged the fact that she’s hurt. Weather you feel like you did something wrong or not, she needs to know that you know and care that she’s hurting. If you haven’t made an effort to apologize to her, she won’t know that. Especially if you aren’t talking. And Harry, you have to admit, if the roles were reversed, you’d be pretty angry, too. I think you both need to talk because it sounds like to me, this argument is a two way street.”

He made his way down the small pathway to the guest house where you’ve been staying for the greater part of a week. You didn’t want to see him, hear his voice, speak to him or anything else. You knew you were overreacting just a little bit, but in your mind, you still had the right to be upset. He rang the doorbell and you automatically knew who it was. It was the first time he had been over since you left the main house. 

“Love, baby, princess…let me in. Please?” and there was something in his voice that you couldn’t ignore, even if you wanted to. You made your way over to the door, and before you could even get it all the way open, Harry pushed himself inside and wrapped his arms around you. You tensed up at first, but then relaxed into this chest, realizing you missed him. You stood there, in the doorway hugging for a long time, the first connection you’ve had with him in days. 

“Let’s talk, yeah?” he asked you sweetly, kissing your nose. You nodded and lead him over to the kitchen table. You sat, not saying anything to each other before he said,

“I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. When I wrote that song, I wasn’t thinking. I met Townes-”

“Don’t say her name.”

“I met her a few years back. It was just before I met you. We had a few mutual friends and they set us up on a blind date. And I’m not going to lie, I had a lot of fun that night. But she was missing something, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Plus the tour was about to start, so even just after one date, I broke it off.” He explained and you listened intently. “We remained in touch after that and I occasionally still talk to her. But I swear, she’s just a friend. She doesn’t mean nearly as much to me as you do. And when I said she was all I think about, its just a lyric. I don’t mean that literally. I deeply apologize if I made you question my love for you. That was never my intension. Its just a bloody song love. And yes it means something to me. Each and every one of my songs means something to me. But you…I could never express in words what you mean to me. I wrote countless songs about you- so, so many. But none of them bring you justice. You’re just that precious to me.” he said with a dimpled grin and a squeeze of your hand. 

“I’m sorry too H. I overreacted. I shouldn’t have been so jealous. And your music is your music, and I don’t have the right to question your creativity. I’m sure she is a nice girl. She should be flattered. But can I ask you something. Obviously you don’t have to answer.”

“What do you want to know, my lovely?” 

“Is there a song about me on your album.”

He looked at you with a devilish smirk and a gleam in his eye,

“Oh love, don’t you know you’re my only angel?”

(requested by: annon)

Sparrow and Soot

Sure I can~ Forgive me if I seem a little vague, not every detail has been worked out for these two furballs yet. ^^

Sparrowflight came into creation soon after Vicky and Su launched their headcanon for Runningwind x Dappletail - whiiiich didn’t sit very well with either me or my friend, really. So since it seemed they were so keen on having Runningwind fathering a litter, well then we figured we’d take this headcanon and tweak it to our preference.

Nowadays all these changes have been removed again following the scandal we all know so well, but I allowed myself to keep the ocs since we’d taken the time to make them in the first place. And since it meant keeping alive a family line that had otherwise died off, it was extra pleasing~


Sparrow: named for her grandfather -flight: for her agile body

Description: Lean brown ticked tabby she-cat with green-golden eyes

Mentor: Willowpelt Apprentice: ??? Haven’t decided yet, Foxleap maybe

The only surviving daughter of Runningwind and Cherryleaf (Cherrypaw from Spottedleaf’s Honest Answer) two cats of similar temperament, although the Clan had admittedly been in doubt when the two announced they were having a family, since both were a bit flighty. Sparrowkit and her siblings were born soon after the fire that ravaged TC’s territory. As a result of Runningwind’s death shortly before, coupled with all the stress surrounding the fire and such, Cherryleaf’s two other kittens were both stillborn. She herself suffered a lot mentally, and struggled with caring for her kitten; sometimes she was fiercely protective of Sparrowkit, and sometimes she almost rejected her. Sparrow would likely have suffered very much thanks to her mother’s temperament if other cats hadn’t stepped in; Willowpelt and Goldenflower both aided the troubled queen in raising the single kitten, and when tension in the nursery rose, Sparrow would escape to the elders’ den and snuggle up to One-eye who’d tell her lots of stories about her namesake and her father. And then there was auntie Mousefur around too.

Sparrowpaw was apprenticed to Willowpelt, but halfway through her apprenticeship her mentor died, and for the remaining moons, Sparrow was mentored by all the mentors instead of being assigned a new one. As a warrior, she marked herself very much as her father’s daughter; swift and light-footed, but not as snarky. Growing up with a sensitive mother, Sparrow early on learned to hold her tongue, a habit she’d retain her whole life. Usually she’d hold everything in for as long as possible, and then blow it all when it became too much.

Sparrow’s best friend growing up was Sorreltail; it was she who first began to tease the tentative relationship between Sparrow and Rainwhisker, and the two were very excited at the prospect of going into the nursery almost at the same time. Rainwhisker died only two months after the birth of their only son, and Sparrow took it very hard, although her suffering was mostly in silence, known only to the medicine cat, and Sorreltail. But unlike her mother, Sparrow resolved that she would not repeat history completely, and sought to be the best mother she could be for her little son.


Soot: named for his uncle -pad: he’s a silent walker lol

Description: Sleek-furred blue ticked tabby tom with golden-amber eyes

Mentor: Dustpelt Apprentice: ??? Idk yet

Sootkit was born about a moon after Sorreltail’s litter, and he lost his father at two moons of age, leaving him alone with his mother. Rainwhisker had asked Sparrow to be allowed to name Sootkit after his deceased uncle, to which she had agreed, and Soot grew up proud of his name, knowing so well the tale of his “courageous uncle” who died so young. He misses his father dearly, but loves his mother immensely too, especially because he knows she’s had it hard.

Soot is the aloof type, often caught in thought, and silent like his mother, not being very outspoken. There’s a bit of a temper hidden behind the exterior that he tries to keep in check, and can blow if his patience is tested, and he can hold grudges, but for the most part he’s a good guy who prefers peace and quiet. He’ll spend hours on end out in the forest lost in thought, or polishing his stealth techniques.

He’s friends with most from his generation, tho perhaps not the intimate sort of friend, but doesn’t have the patience for simpletons like Berrynose, and his inner grump clashes with Jayfeather too. A closet romantic, Soot dreams of having a family, but he’s romantically awkward, so he doesn’t know quite where to begin. He’ll probably remain a bachelor for some time.

This is what I have on them for the time being. >w<


Shadow Cackler

These Hyena-like Rahi received their name due to their tendencies to lurk in dark places and make a laughing-like call. They’re known to frighten Matoran travelling at night because of their uncanny, sapient-like laugh.

Shadow Cacklers have short hind-legs that help them crouch down while hunting in the long grass coating the fields of Driah.

Cacklers are both carnivores and scavengers, meaning they can either hunt or look for a Rahi that’s already dead. Cacklers benefit the environment with their scavenging instincts because they can destroy disease found in most types of Rahi carcasses. Cacklers also have incredibly strong jaws that help break down the metal bones of carcasses and fresh kill.

Cacklers can sometimes be used as pets or minions of Makuta due to their ruthless and intimidating nature.

Cacklers reside on the island of Driah, the home island of the Shadow Matoran. Cacklers are nocturnal due to their adaptation of the prolonged nights in Driah.

(also, the gray Cacklers at the bottom are an alternative color scheme, I have yet to figure out how to put it in the story or even whether or not it should be)

Conservation Status: Least Concern.

OMG I’m really sorry I actually wrote a huge long response to this but tumblr mobile fucked it up so. I had to rewrite it jkfgkg (and then tumblr crashed on me again so this is the third time I’m writing this actually. Fuckin. Tumblr stop being a little bitch JFC)


Def gonna get it to post this time tumblr will not crash on me again

Thank you so much for the compliments, aaaaa! It really means a lot to me <3 You’re so sweet!

And yes, of course I can elaborate! (I’m going to screenshot what I wrote previously so I don’t have to retype it all. Sorry if that gets confusing but I ain’t gonna rewrite all of that //shot)

–In some timelines Jeremy actually finds out who that person is and they work together to figure out a way to have everyone escape, but that hasn’t really succeeded yet;; Again something always tends to get in the way. Someone being stubborn or someone running off somewhere or someone breaking down and causing everyone to fall behind and, uh…yeah. Sayonara.

There’s an endless amount of possibilities of how the night will go, and Jeremy has to figure out the perfect plan to actually make it out alive. It can’t have any flaws otherwise someone’s gonna die. He’s tried a lot of things so far.

SO YEA to sum it all up: everyone is caught in a time loop. The way to end it is for all of them to escape alive. But things tend to get in the way and prevent that from happening, and Jeremy has gone back in time over and over and over, trying to find a way to get them all to escape.

It’s a very angsty and sad AU haha;; But I do want it to have a happy ending. So spoiler alert: they all make it out in the end :D

Just the worst part is that Jeremy has seen Michael die so many times and. He just can’t take it. That’s what always makes him lose it in every single timeline. Every one.

And OF COURSE you can write a fic about it, wow! Please please please share it with me once you’re finished (and credit me too, please~)!! I’d love to read it!

If you have any more questions don’t hesitate to ask! I only came up with this AU yesterday lol so I’m still brainstorming on how it’s all gonna pan out. I’m totally open to suggestions and headcanons so, send em in! I will gladly take them into consideration. And thanks for taking interest in my lame AU haha, I hope I get to do more stuff for it really soon!!

After a lot of trying, I’ve finally gotten my Mods folder down from ~10gb to just under 3.5gb! No gameplay yet, because I just figured out how to update some of my ride or die DR CC to be compatible with the latest patches, but yeah! Progress! Woo!

Right now I’m in the game creating an empty world save so I can always have a 100% CC/Mod free save with absolutely nothing in it to start from any time I get the urge to just build from scratch. I’d forgotten just how beautiful TS4 is even without CC. Starting to wonder whether I could do the unthinkable and go completely vanilla!


·· I was under the impression that quinces were bow-and-arrow using savages…But after witnessing that, I guess they’re quite civilized… ··

                                                           - Happy Birthday @vegeet // 2.28.17



Sometimes I’m scared that I’ll never be good enough, that no one will ever truly love me. I’ve been torn apart by countless people and I have yet to figure out how to put the pieces all together. I’ve tried, I really have, but every time I do, it feels like I just make everything worse. Someone, please tell me how it is possible to fix someone so broken, so hopeless.
  • Aries: "let's overthrow the palace and cut all their heads off!" said robespierre, cutting everybody's heads off until someone eventually got mad and cut his head off.
  • you could make a rel— no, don't.
  • Taurus: now the animals can go on land. come on, animals, let's go on land! "nope, can't walk yet. and there's no food yet, so I don't care"
  • Gemini: tired of using lame, sad metal? introducing: bronze. made from special ingredient tin from the far lands of Tin Land. i dunno, my dealer won't tell me where he gets it.
  • Cancer: get the hell out of here. will you get the hell out of here if i give you 500 elephants? okay, thanks, bye
  • Leo: ♫the sun is a deadly laser♫
  • Virgo: some people have no friends. some people have no food. the globe is warming, and ♫the ocean is full of plastic!♫
  • Libra: hi, i'm a member of the roman empire, and i was wondering ♫is loving jesus legal yet?♫
  • Scorpio: "Wait!" said christopher columbus, probably smoking crack. "if the world is round, let's go this way to india"
  • Sagittarius: who's the buddha? this guy, who sat under a tree for so long that he figured out how to ignore the fact that we're all dying. you could make a religion out of this.
  • Capricorn: oh, fuck, now everything's dead
  • Aquarius: some stars burn out and die. bigger stars burn out and die with passion! and make some brand new way crazier shit. ♫space dust!♫ which allows for newer and more interesting stars to be made, and then die and explode into ♫even crazier space dust!♫
  • Pisces: hi, you're on a rock floating in space. pretty cool, huh? some of it's water. fuck it. actually, most of it's water. i can't even get from here to there without buying a boat. it's sad. i'm sad. i miss you.

1 // 1 // 17

Never Underestimate the pain of a person, because in all honesty, everyone is struggling. Some people are better at hiding it than others.
—  Will Smith

Listen, these two fucking destroyed me, now they’re a tree and I’m sobbing.

The level of questioning I was under, coming at such young age. People asking me, “What do you think of this? Who are you, who are you, who are you?” I felt so inadequate because I just didn’t have answers yet. I had so many friends who had a clear sense of self. Who knew that they liked certain things, like the smell of grass, or what their favorite color was. I envied those girls because I was so unsure of myself. I questioned everything. I was terrified by the level of interest in me. I spent most of my time trying to convince everyone I was incredibly boring because I needed privacy and a minute to figure myself out. I used to have to go numb and close myself off, for example on the red carpet, just to get through it.

My body is ready.
40 pounds and ready for pre order May 2nd. $675 for a regular model or $725 for the exclusive ( DONT FREAK OUT YET. They have a 10 month payment plan where you will pay aprox $65 a month only. Now that’s more affordable for the average person!) where she has a rotating base and LED that lights up her flames and an exclusive white cap.
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Baby Witch Tips

•Learn stuff about where you live. This can help you with crystal magick and herbalism. I have a shit ton of quartz where I live, and a bunch of edible plants that grow in the woods. This way, you can start your witchy collection for free. (Be careful with harvesting wild plants, obviously.)

•You don’t have to follow spells you find exactly. Say you find a great spell for restful sleep online, but it calls for lavender and chamomile, and you only have lavender. That’s fine! Take the chamomile out or substitute it. 

•Learn a tiny bit of a lot of things. Don’t feel like you have to focus on one thing yet. Take some time to read up on stuff and figure out what appeals to you. 

•Make your own tools. You don’t have to waste money on fancy tools to be a valid witch. My wand, some of my candles, my pentacle, and my staff are all homemade. 

•On the line of saving money, thrift stores are your best friends. 

•DO NOT FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO LABEL YOURSELF. This took me so long to figure out. You don’t have to decide that you’re a chaote or a spirit worker or a Heathen or an eclectic witch or a Neowiccan or anything. If one of those labels strongly appeals to you, awesome! But don’t feel pressured to pick one.

•If you’re in the broom closet and live with someone who you don’t want to figure out about your practice, make a mini altar in a shoebox! Put all your altar stuff in the box and put it under your bed. You can set up the altar on the box when praying or doing spells or anything like that. 

•It’s okay to be Wiccan, but you don’t have to be. There are a ton of other options. 

•Don’t put yourself down if magick or astral projecting or spirit work or any other practice doesn’t come naturally to you. Practicing is an option, and so is not doing it at all. 

•It’s okay to take breaks from your practice.


Someone save Solas from Miel.

Hera Arms CQR Foregrip

Just got this in the mail today and I figured I’d do a quick write up with my initial thoughts on what some consider to be either one of the coolest or ugliest foregrips on the market.

Most people know about the Hera Arms CQR stock and foregrip. I didn’t order the stock yet mostly cause all of the non-California compliant versions are sold out. Anyway here’s the package and what’s inside.

It came with no paperwork or an Allen Wrench for the screws. Luckily I have hundreds of those in my tool box and found one that fit.

It’s smaller than I thought it would be but it’s also light, I don’t have a scale to measure how much it weighs. It has “Made in Germany” markings, a QD mount on either side for your slings, and a textured area where your fingers would wrap around. It seems to be removable because there are 2 screws holding it in place, so maybe different sizes, colors or textures will be available down the line. The texture itself is not very abrasive or harsh, which can be a good or bad thing depending on your preferences. 

That just leaves installing it onto a gun. Most images of the CRQ Foregrip are on an SBR (Short Barreled Rifle), where I think it looks the best.

I’ve seen some photos on Google and reddit with the CQR on an AUG and an AR-15 with a 16″ barrel. It didn’t look that good from the pics on full size rifles so I didn’t bother putting onto my AR-15 or AR-10 (yet).

Instead I installed the CQR onto my shotgun, the Origin 12. Given the futuristic looks of the Origin 12, the CQR doesn’t seem out of place as it would on a standard AR-15 with a quad rail. I’ve been trying to find a vertical or foregrip for this shotgun for a while, but none of them matched or felt right. With the CQR it feels a lot more balanced than when I used a standard Magpul vertical grip or AFG.

The CQR fits nice and snug on rails, with zero movement or play. It doesn’t interfere with magazine loading, in fact it kind of helps guide them in. So here’s pics of my Origin 12 with the CQR. It would probably look a lot better if I had the short-barrel assembly but I don’t.

Is the Hera Arms CQR worth it? In my case yes because it feels and looks great on my shotgun, however I can’t say you’ll have the same positive reaction or results with your AR-15. This is one of those parts you’ll love or hate, but because it looks so different, you may be underwhelmed or disappointed when it turns more into an aesthetic eyesore.