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SJM Accent Challenge: The best of

I love this challenge so much! So I thought I’d share some hilarious lines/great moments from some of the ones I’ve heard so far. I’m sorry if you’re not on the list! There were some I forgot, or looked for and couldn’t find. And there are so many I haven’t listened to yet!

If you heard a line that was funny to you that wasn’t on this list please feel free to reblog and add it!

@feysandsmut

  • (epic entrance) “We’re live.”
  • “I love doing weird shit like this.”
  • “Chaol Westfall, Yrene Towers, Nehemiah—what the hell is that?
  • “Oh, that’s not a ghost that’s my dog.”

@itach-i

  • “Abraxos is hugs in Spanish”
  • “I don’t know the context of destroyed… anything manorian.”
  • “I would die for manorian.”

@rufousnmacska

@paperbacktrash

  • “My favorite ship is definitely Nessian, but I wouldn’t say no to myself and that magical cabin.” (Little does she know, she’d have to fight @rufousnmacska )
  • “I’m not saying that he’s terrible he’s just super moody and I just want to slap him.”

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Ash: So far no one has even taken a double take on you. I think your contacts are working. They all think you’re really raw. 

Venus: I know. I think that this is all going to work out. I’m so excited! I’ve never even been out of town.

Ash: You need to get out more.

Venus: Haha I know.

Ash: Will it be weird to pretend that you look like this for a few months?

Venus: Probably… it does feel like I’m not being honest with myself. But I know that it’s just to stay out of trouble for a while… and as soon as I come back home I can be myself again. 

???: Excuse me, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before. 

Just a heads up, if anyone has posted the leaked Infinity War trailer on their blog you might want to delete it because Marvel has made its way to sending out the copyright claims here on tumblr. (Reblogging doesn’t count, just if you’re the OP. If you reblogged a post with the video and tumblr has deleted the original post, the reblog will just disappear from your blog on it’s own.)

In general, tumblr has a 3 strikes per every 18 months rule before deleting your account so if you posted it and had it removed, no need to panic if it’s the first time, but don’t try uploading it again. The post I made a couple of days ago with the trailer was removed, (I knew it would be in a matter of time, especially when I saw outside websites were linking to it) but I wanted to mention it as a warning for anyone else who posted it so you know to delete your post before you get a strike against your account.

Keychains have arrived!! I’m so relieved I could cry ahaha - I just need to check through inventory and make sure there aren’t any defects, and then I can get started on packaging and sending out batches! I’ll keep you guys updated with pictures and quick captions as much as I can :D

anonymous asked:

ALL THE YOONJIN IN TODAY'S BEHIND CAM IT'S 6AM HERE AND I WANT TO SCREAM OH MY GOD

OMG neno have u seen behind the scene ep5 bon voyage yet i cant breathe there are too much yoonjin from it i saw the hashtag #yoongiappa , #seokjinomma and then there is a hashtag #love they TOOk my breath away i cant- :(

I JUST GOT HOME I NEED TO WASH UP FIRST TO WATCH BUT YES I SAW THE SCREENCAPS EVERYWHERE IM OMGGAGSHDHD IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN

A Little PSA

#holy shit#i am so proud#having your post screenshotted and placed on buzzfeed is the height of tumblr fame isn’t it?#i pray that countless unsuspecting innocents will see this#click on your blog and be assaulted with old man shipping#then again ddadds fans might be into that

Thanks @thesnadger for reminding me to remind people of what I am really here for.

You DDADDS fans are more than welcome to stay here. Just be aware that I also hardcore love and ship Grunkles and Grandpas, so if it’s too mature for your Daddy thirst, then allow me to change your minds. : 3

You got til Sunday when this blog becomes full time Rick and Morty and Stanchez (Grunkle Stan from Gravity Falls shipped with Rick Sanchez from Rick and Morty) again. 

Also this blog is NSFW (it’s free of inc//est and ped//ophilia). So you will see drawn saggy naked old men on occasion. Just a fair warning since DDADDS fans are pretty chill from what I’ve seen.

I will draw the Dads from time to time when I feel like it (I have a few things lined up.) But just thought you guys needed a warning.

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“Woah, that was awesome!” When the last bad guy fell to the ground you looked towards Spider Man. “You could the whole thing with the hands” He started flinging his arm around trying to replicate what you just did.

“Every since I was a child” You smiled sheepishly. You didn’t want many people to know about your powers but Spidey looked severely outnumbered and getting pummeled.

“Just wow I should tell Mr. Stark maybe he could help you”

“No! no one else can know about my powers” You felt like you wasted too much time here. You darted out the front doors going through the alleyway.

“Oh ok that’ll for saving my life” He yelled loud enough that you could hear it. I hope you don’t need to save it again soon.

anonymous asked:

We do, but again the mtv reaction. Oh man I have screens of that here somewhere//I just watched the edited & unedited videos. Hoech said that there wasn't a love connection between derek & stiles, they were just thrown together by circumstance. MTV cut that segment out of their official version bc it was mid-2012 & they were still baiting it for viewers. Dylan said the same thing later that year, but fans were blinded by JD. It could've saved so much pain.

Ultimately we needed to hear it from Jeff who was too high on the attention. 

Aries: “The floods have passed. You won.you stand victorious now, gold medal around your neck. You have conquered and won every required.  Let the flames come roaring home. Let them carry your spirit, because I know you’re tired. Let joy fill you again. The time for war cries have passed, it is now time to sing. Let the flames drape you in warmth and illuminate world. Let them restore all that has been laid to waste. It is the healing era.”

Taurus: “You’ve been at war against change for so long, ironclad in your stubbornness. If only you could see that this time is going to bestow your wings upon you. Preparing for you to take flight; from a caterpillar cemented to the ground, into a stunning butterfly. You just have to be willing to take the leap and enter your chrysalis first. This is no easy feat since there is no instant gratification here. You must put in the effort and persevere. You can do it.”

Gemini: “Time to grow quiet and reflect. You’ve wallowed in naïveté, and played in a childish mindset for too long, my dear. Being loud, screaming and laughing, jumping up and down until the ceilings rattle with joy. It’s time to silently ponder and deliberate carefully; especially in regards to what fate has in mind for you. It may not always be easy, the road may be rough. But hold on. Have faith that it all changes with time.”

Cancer: “I know sometimes the change looks scary, but it’s time to let it come. You already wore the crown and your reign was glorious. Let someone else take the stage, and pass the baton. You aren’t stepping down, just stepping aside. You don’t always have to be the image of sheer perfection. Let yourself fall every once in awhile. Being held up on a pedestal has to get exhausting every once in awhile.”

Leo: “This is it, your shining moment. All eyes on you, watching you light up the room like the sun. Take the risk, step up to the plate and give it your best shot. Aim your arrow and point it true. You cannot miss. Be sure of your steps because you’re heading in the perfect direction for you. We are all cheering you on. Can’t you hear us? We want nothing but the best for you right now.”

Virgo: “The world applauds you for all that you’ve done, but the time has finally come. Lock the door, lay down, close your eyes and breathe. Feel the weight of the world fall off your shoulders.  You do not have to carry the burden of everyone’s sins anymore. You are not responsible for kissing every single scraped knee better, and mending each broken heart. Allow yourself to focus on what you need. You can’t expect to save anyone if you yourself are drowning, my dear.”

Libra: “I know the storm is raging. The thorns sprouting from your blooming roses deprive your buds of the little sunlight they initially had. You’re feeling just as suffocated and trapped right now. Everything around you is a whirlwind of chaos, but don’t let that break you. Stand stronger than the storm pounding against you. Learn to make yourself big, even in the smallest of places.. Purchase some weed cutters; treat yourself to a solution, even if it’s temporary. Have faith in knowing that the storm will pass and the sun will radiate once more.”

Scorpio: “Heed my warning you stubborn child. Listen to me, I’ve been here before. This isn’t criticism or condemnation. It is just firm advice from someone who only wants to see the best in you. Who only wants to watch you succeed. By allowing the red haze of fury to cloud your mind, you surrender your better judgement. Every time you drink the poison you lose another piece of yourself to make room. The pressure builds inside you like a volcano and when you erupt; your pride, and joy will be your only casualties. You’re strong enough to let this shit go so, do it.”

Sagittarius: “Your words drip like venom from your fangs, digging under others skin. I know you think it shouldn’t hurt, but god does it ever. And yet, here you are, a beacon of optimism with a grin plastered on your face. What a beguiling cluster of traits you are. I can’t figure you out, and I suppose I’m not meant to. But if we could find some kind of peace that doesn’t give me anymore scars or leave you any more upset, I would call that a victory.”

Capricorn: “You’ve locked yourself in a tower for so long. Thinking that the only way to stop missing the sun’s warm glow is to never feel it in the first place. Open yourself up again. I know it terrifies you inside. But just because it gets rather cold some nights doesn’t mean the heat isn’t worth it. You can’t survive on your own forever. Eventually you’ll need to reach out. Just know I’m here waiting. Hand outstretched, waiting for your firm grasp.”

Aquarius:  "Time to look forward to a new sunrise. Grab your jacket and let’s go! You have so much to show the world and so much to accomplish. The church bells are ringing for you. Your time has come. They are calling you, coaxing you into glory. Do not be scared, this is the blank page you have been craving for. You just have to take the risk and jump. To push your fears aside, leave them behind. They won’t do you any favors.“

Pisces: “Use your innate strength as fuel for your inner flames and utilize them. You are a goddess and you own that shit! Time to start acting like it. Make these flames dry your tears, make them dance for you beneath the spotlight. Use them as a shield, or a deadly weapon. Make them your tool to carve art onto every inch of your world. Whatever you do, just make it yours. Because, Honey if you can tame the roaring flames within you- you can tame anything”

—  This Week In Astrology (Co-Written by @babygirlastro )

salvainterra  asked:

i love mob so much please for the love of god tell me about ur feelings on 100% ecstasy

OH BOY WILL I !!! ABSOLUTELY 100% (pun unintended but warmly embraced) 

out of all the 100% events, ecstasy is my favorite. the drama… the tragedy… will fiction EVER peak like this again? i don’t think so. but BEFORE I DELVE INTO ALL OF THAT, there’s something i want to talk about first: mob’s psychic powers as an expression of his emotions. 

we all know that mob suppresses his emotions to avoid outbursts of psychic power. but THAT implies that mob’s psychic power is a form of self expression, in the same way that body language is expression. 

he can direct his psychic powers – the same way we can direct our bodies’ actions – but there are other components that are difficult to stop, similar to how people’s shoulders tend to hunch when they’re angry or upset, how they subconsciously cross their arms and direct their feet away when something is making them uncomfortable, etc. 

unless you know about these bits of body language, and make a deliberate attempt to suppress them, it’s difficult to stop your body from revealing something about your emotions. similarly, one function of mob’s psychic power is as an extension of the way he expresses himself. these things happen subconsciously and mostly without mob’s control. 

for example, one of the trademarks of mob’s 100% events is that mob starts releasing waves of psychic power that push his hair back. other side effects include cracking the ground under him, often to dramatic effect.

mob doesn’t push his hair up on purpose, it’s just something that happens – as a result of him releasing his pent-up emotions in the form of psychic power. these little bits of expression aren’t something he can control.

mob also says something REALLY INTERESTING in his first 100% event:

during 100% rage mob uses his psychic powers to fight dimple, yes, but these lines suggest that his outburst of power happened because he finally had to express his anger. and that implies that, in order to show his emotions, and express himself, mob has to use his psychic powers. 

which is something he almost never allows himself to do. 

never forget the disdain / loathing mob had for himself at the beginning of the manga, and how convinced he was that he couldn’t allow himself to express himself OTHERWISE SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN. 

further material to consider: the lines that he said right before his 100% animosity / hostility event 

hostility… 

at this point, mob hasn’t taken any action against koyama yet. his outburst of psychic power, radiating outward and blanketing the area, is not doing anything but expressing his hostility – to the extent that mob expects koyama to be able to feel it. 

in addition to that, during mob’s fight with toichirou, he cycles rapidly through a LOT of emotions, and this is what he says about it:

canon suggests that it’s not just a buildup of of emotions that cause his powers to run amok; allowing his powers to run amok also allows himself to feel the full intensity of his emotions. his psychic powers are key to expressing himself.

I COULD GO ON… but i’ll just leave things here for now. to summarize: mob subconsciously uses his psychic powers to express his emotions, which is why suppressing his emotions also suppresses his psychic powers. 

figure 1: a helpful venn diagram of things 

which brings us to the REALLY SAD, BITTERSWEET, MOURNFUL TRAGEDY THAT IS 100% ECSTASY. 

the fight against toichirou is possibly the first time mob has been able to fully utilize his psychic powers. the first time he’s had to, even. all the unconscious limits he’s put on himself – not allowing his psychic power to go free, stifling his emotions and powers – all come undone. 

mob is allowing himself to be himself, wholly and fully. he’s removed his inhibitions. he’s running wild and free. he’s no longer expending energy trying to regulate his psychic powers – he’s allowing himself to feel. this intensity of emotion and action is something mob has never given himself before, and the freedom of it… feels good. incredibly so. he feels free, he feels alive, and toichirou – the only individual to ever stand on a level close to mob’s – understands perfectly. 

this is a level of joy mob has never felt before. 

the release of his psychic power even comes hand in hand with mob’s body language becoming much freer and more expressive than it is in daily life. look at him go!! mob, for the first time in years… letting himself feel the intensity of his emotions, just as they really are.  

but of course his happiness isn’t going to last 

because mob wants to be a part of society, and he thinks he has to keep his psychic powers sequestered away in order to do that. his greatest fear is accidentally hurting the people he loves with his own psychic power, and when he remembers that possibility… 

the tragedy of 100% ecstasy is that – for just a brief moment, mob released himself from his self-imposed limits. for a moment, he let himself really feel, he let himself be, and in that moment he experienced a richness, an intensity, a moment of being so utterly present and alive that it brought himself to heights he’d never reached before. 

 and mob will never willingly allow himself to do that ever again. 

Promotional Trailer for The Raven Cycle as a Netflix Original Series 

Summer is here!!! (for some people)

Hey guys! Sorry I haven’t been active few weeks again, finals are over last week and I needed to recharge and drawing random stuff after drawing not so long. I don’t really had that much energy to begin with.

Here is crappy pic of the three assistants in swimsuits that I randomly thought of, I’m changing Gogo’s for sure. Also there might be spamming

Skyline

Warnings: None

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Thank you to all those who followed me and read my first fic!  I’m thinking of doing a part two to this one, so if you like it, let me know!

Your fire escape had always been your favourite part of your apartment.  Situated outside your bedroom window, you had spent countless hours of your life lounging on the metal steps, reading a book or catching up on some homework.  Last summer, you had wound a string of fairy lights around the rails, which were coated in shiny dark paint.  Your landlady had protested at first but, after you proved that they weren’t endangering the use of the fire escape in any way, she had let you keep them.  The small victory had brought a smile to your face, and now your escape was even cozier than before, and was still just as cozy a year later.  This year’s summer brought scorching heat and clear nights, and you spent most of your free time out on your escape, trying to catch a breeze.

You sat on your fire escape now, wearing a lightweight hoodie and pajama shorts, doodling in a journal.  School was out for the week and tomorrow didn’t require a six am wake up call, leaving you free to stay up late and admire the Queens skyline at night.  It was nights like these that you loved the most; nights that seemed like they were pulled straight from a movie scene, with stars that glimmered like flames, a full moon bigger than you had ever seen before, and the sounds of the city mixing in with the quiet melodies that drifted out of the speakers propped up on your window sill.  You would be content for the rest of your life if you could keep moments like these forever.

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rewatched part of sdc today with a friend and doodled some highschool boys

High Lords Comforting

Rhys: Has this down to a science; back rubs and gentle kisses. “What’s wrong?” Impossible to be denied because his eyes are so wide and pleading; but if he can’t get Feyre to talk, he just turns on SexyMode™ until she becomes annoyed/aroused enough to talk to him.

Feyre: A good listener. Lets Rhys rant for ages. “I know this must be difficult for you, and I’ll always be here.” “Thank you, Feyre darling. I can’t believe it…this betrayal hit home.” “Yes…Cassian shouldn’t have opened your favorite bottle of wine without asking.”

Helion: Smiles everywhere, lots of pleasant touching, whispering foul things that just make his lover laugh so hard. Will do anything to make them smile again. Do they want to see him perform a dance routine? Get Sexy and I Know It cued up, here comes Helion.

Thesan: Cuddles his Peregryn lover. “What are you–” “Shhhhhhh, I’m being soothing.” “Oh, I’m doing alright–” “Shhhhhhh, you need to be soothed.” “No, really, nothing’s wrong–” “Shhhhhhhhhhh!”

Kallias: Definitely builds a pillow fort or, even better, an igloo for him and Viviane to escape into if she’s feeling blue. They can make little snowmen, and he likes to tickle her until she starts to giggle. “Has anyone seen the High Lord?” “Ah…he’s in his igloo.” “AND I’M NOT COMING OUT UNTIL MY WIFE SMILES.”

Tarquin: Mild internal panicking at the thought of something being wrong. But he’s a comforter; brings his lover everything that they find joy in. Will eat ice cream in bed with them, takes them to watch the sunset, they read books together. Its all familiar and soothing and comfortable.

Beron: Doesn’t know something is wrong; doesn’t care. Doesn’t have lovers because ew

Tamlin: Smiles gently, tips up his lover’s chin and brushes away a strand of their hair. Kisses them on the forehead. “You know what you need to make you feel better?” he whispers softly, his lips like a butterfly kiss on their forehead. “What?” Another kiss on the tip of the nose, and then, “SoLiTARy COnFineMEnT” before he throws them in a locked room. “iT bUiLdS ChaRAcTeR!”

@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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