i know this will get no notes

there was a terrorist attack targeting parliament in London today

the whole of the UK is shook up and scared and it’s just a really horrible day

sadly i haven’t seen any posts about it on tumblr but i know that’s usually the case when something happens outside the US

Writing frustrations no.2 - Sometimes my plans for fics are really great and detailed and sometimes I just get random ideas for little snippets of the fic in the middle of the night and scribble them down before going back to sleep which is only effective about 50% of the time. Because sometimes I’ll have notes like ‘Viktor thinks ____ when ____’ or ‘Yuuri does ____ and Viktor thinks _____’ and I’ll know exactly where they’re supposed to go in the fic and can fit them into my overall plan when I wake up in the morning. But sometimes they’re just random phrases or sentences with no context. For instance let’s take the one I’m trying to figure out right now where one of my late night scribbled ideas for a part of obs&bh is just ‘Yuuri is small and it’s fucking adorable’. Like, come on Kaz, give yourself better context than this so that future-you can actually work out when this part is supposed to happen. When exactly is Viktor supposed to be admiring the fact that Yuuri is smaller than him? Is it when Viktor is watching Yuuri skate? Is it when they’re dancing together at the banquet? Is it when Yuuri is getting fucked up against a wall? We may never know. 

i love you more

requested: “Can you do an imagine where you visit Shawn on tour and fall asleep in his arms on the tour bus. He never falls asleep so when you wake you pretend to be sleeping because shawn is talking to Geoff and Andrew about how he sees spending the future with you and just how much he loves you. I don’t know if this makes sense but you are an incredible writer!!“

authors note: this one is sooo cute and i loved writing it! thank you for the compliment anon, and also for this adorable request :)

The fabric from Shawn’s sweatshirt rubbed against your cheek, as you lay on his chest, eyes closed. You were terribly tired, and a nap was something you were thinking about all day. You didn’t think Shawn would get to nap with you considering how busy he was with everything, but he finally found some down time, so he was here, laying on the couch of his tour bus, slowly falling asleep. Visiting Shawn on tour has been incredibly tiring for you, but also insanely fun. You were traveling, with your best friend, and to top it all off you got to watch him live his dream. It sounded cliche but it was true. You loved seeing him smile on stage, or dance around to his own music as he sang. There was nothing else in the world that made you happier than seeing Shawn’s happiness.

“Your hair is in my mouth.” You heard Shawn whisper, and you picked your head up laughing.
He was holding pieces of your hair in his hand and flashing you that bright smile of his.

“Sorry.” You smiled back and moved your hair so it wouldn’t get in the way. He kissed the top of your head and closed his eyes again. Soon enough you heard little snores coming from Shawn, and you too eventually fell asleep to his breaths.


You opened your eyes to the bright lights in the ceiling, causing you to immediately close them again. Shawn wasn’t with you anymore, and laying on the couch alone wasn’t exactly the most comfortable position, and you could already feel a knot in your neck. You started to get up, when you heard someone say your name. You carefully looked over to see Shawn talking to Andrew and Geoff about you. You played it off, like you were still asleep so you could listen. You hoped Shawn wasn’t complaining or anything of that sort.

“I can honestly see myself with her for the rest of my life. And that’s crazy, I know.” Shawn’s voice and words gave you butterflies. There was something special about your relationship with Shawn and you always knew it. It made you feel better though, knowing that Shawn felt it too. You were both so young but you two had been together for quite some time and he maybe talked to you about marriage once, but that’s it. Listening to him talk about you right now though, just made your face red, and your heart beat.

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself buddy.” Andrew and Geoff were teasing Shawn and laughing, and he laughed too, but he kept talking.

“I know, I know. I just.. ” Shawn was lost in his thoughts and he didn’t finish his sentence, so Andrew finished it for him.

“Love her? You love her? We get it dude. We’re glad that you’re happy.” And you could literally hear the smile in Shawn’s voice.

“Sometimes I feel like my feelings for her are stronger than her feelings more me. I just hope she loves me the way I love her you know?” And that was it for you right there. You sat up on the couch, looking over at Shawn.

“I do baby.” You smiled and shyly looked down after you said it. You felt bad for listening in on their conversation, but you were glad you did.

“Hey, you’re awake?” Shawn’s cheeks were flushed and he was looking at the ground, as if he was embarrassed that you heard him.

“Yeah, sorry. I heard everything.” You laughed and shrugged your shoulders hoping he wouldn’t be mad at you. But it wasn’t your fault you happened to wake up when he was taking about you.

“Don’t be sorry Y/N, now he knows how you feel about him.” Geoff said and playfully punched Shawn on the arm. Andrew raised his eyebrows and started walking out of the room where Geoff followed him. Shawn came over to you and sat down next to you on the couch.

“I probably love you more than you love me. Even if it doesn’t seem like it, which I apologize for.” You started rambling about everything that just went down, but suddenly you were interrupted by Shawn’s mouth on yours. His hands were tangled in your hair and your heart was racing. It was amazing how even after all this time of being with Shawn he still made you nervous at times. Shawn then, pulled away and held your face in his hands, he was looking right at you.

“Trust me, I love you way more Y/N.”

And on a puzzleshipping note, if you think I’m ever gonna be over Yugi’s speech about missing Atem and letting him know what he meant to him, you, my friend, are sadly mistaken. You can play that speech at my funeral.

And also the fact that although the whole movie was about getting Atem back and Kaiba doing anything and everything to achieve that, not once during all did Atem make any sort of appearance (minus the scene with Joey) but the moment Yugi is about to fall, he descends from the sky looking like a goddamn guardian angel about to fuck you up for messing with his boy (for real, I’m not over how pissed he looked and his eyes looked like they did during the duel with Weevel in s04 when he thought Yugi’s soul was destroyed like damn).

anonymous asked:

I'm one of those morons who didn't see the note about no reverse update this week, so I popped over to your AO3 page to check on it, saw the note and sighed to myself about how many annoying comments you are likely getting about it. And then noticed that you post something every 2-4 days on average, frequently several thousand words (of pure gold every time!!) And I just HAD TO MAKE SURE YOU KNOW YOU ARE A COMPLETE GIFT, AND AWE-INSPIRINGLY PROLIFIC, AND SO VERY MUCH APPRECIATED. (1/2)

Never let anybody make you feel otherwise, the vast majority of us treasure every sentence you choose to share and are perfectly happy to wait in anticipation, love hearing about your life and genuinely hope you have a happy, healthy work-life(-fandom) balance. *sends you unsolicited bear-hugs through the ether*

*bear hugs you back*

Thank you so much, and you’re very sweet! 

(I do apologize for the delay with reverse, but having the 8 or so hours I usually put into a chapter just wasn’t an option this week. Thanks for understanding, and things should be back on track next week!)

anonymous asked:

okay so i know it's been days but i'm still shook by dan's response to that isg question abt boy troubles. "i get that on every possible level" daniel james howell leT ME LIVE MY LIFE IN PEACE (side note i'm not demon or anything i just really want both of them to be happy and comfortable and the fact that dan is slowly becoming more open about sexuality and stuff makes me super happy for him i'm just CURIOUS AS FUCK now that he's started bringing it up all the time ok rant over now thx adz bye)

m8888 i GET YOU not to mention during the liveshow last night he went on a huge ramble about sexuality (& labels) like oh my god it’s so nice to see him so happy and comfortable and open to talk about that stuff after so many years of hush hush (understandable hush hush tho)….

anonymous asked:

I'm a black American. And I wanted to know what do you think of the Anti-Asian (ness?) in the black community? I know there's anti blackness across all communities. But I never hear about Anti Asian(ness? Idk what other words to call so I'm so sorry for my ignorance).

Hey there!

Well, you’re the first to ask me this on Tumblr so you get the honors lol. But in all seriousness, this is a very sensitive topic so you will get a long answer. I do acknowledge that I am Asian so I hope that some things I say don’t come off as anti-black and if anything does, I deeply apologize as it’s not my intention. I should also note that I personally don’t use or like the terms “anti-Asian(ness?)” or “anti-Asian racism” as I feel like they both appropriate off anti-blackness and anti-black racism. I just say “racism (or prejudice) against Asians.”

Now, some people will say that prejudice against Asians don’t exist in the Black community but that is absolutely foreign to me. Maybe it may not exist in other parts of the country but where I’m from (I won’t say), there is A LOT of prejudice and microaggressions against Asians that come from the Black community. And I will definitely acknowledge there is anti-blackness in the Asian community as I wrote about it here, here, here, and here. But this ask isn’t about anti-blackness in the Asian community so I will now focus on my own experiences.

For the past 23 years out of my 2X years, I’ve lived almost exclusively among People of Color (Asian, Black, and Latinx) and though I went to a middle school and a college that was predominately white, I only grouped up with fellow students of color. So now you know some of my background, I can say that there is a lot of prejudice and microaggressions against Asians from the Black community, or rather I should say Black individuals. Some personal experiences will be shared:

  • When I was in high school (predominately People of Color), I was “with” a Black girl and Black students were always quick to point out my race, guess what I was, teased her because she liked me then whenever other Asian guys would pass by they would tell her there’s a bunch of Asian dudes for her, or say things like, “(Name) got herself an Asian!” as if I was some object to be “gotten” or something.
  • I clubbed a lot throughout college so I obviously loved clubs with predominately Black people because in my opinion, the music and dancers are just generally better lol. But anyways, there were times when some Black people would say things about Asians and I knew they were talking about us but I just ignored them.
  • A few months ago, I was with my female Asian friends and we were walking to a club then a Black woman made some nasty comments about them. While it wasn’t directed towards me, I felt it and it really bothered me throughout the night.

These were just some experiences of prejudice comments or microaggressions that bothered me personally but now I’ll move on to the more serious matters.

I haven’t kept up with any of these areas as of lately but there were lots of crimes last year where Black people were targeting Asian people.

In Philadelphia:

In Houston:

In Sacramento:

In Fresno:

I can keep going with this but crimes against Asians/Asian Americans are extremely under-reported and the only way you would know is if you kept up with the news and crimes against Asians, have friends and/or family that were targeted, or were targeted yourself:

  • My friend’s grandpa was tied up and robbed.
  • A family friend’s house was robbed but luckily the daughter was home and got the robbers caught.
  • Last month, a family friend’s house was robbed and the son was beaten up badly and had to be hospitalized.
  • My mom was robbed.
  • And much more where this comes from.

The common tactic seems to target Asian business owners, immigrants, elderly, or women because there’s an assumption that Asian people can’t speak English and have a lot of money. Though for some cases this may have been true, it’s still prejudice to apply these stereotypes just because someone is Asian and not only that, but to then act on said stereotypes.

I don’t mean to put any Black people on the spotlight or anything but do you get where I’m coming from? There is a lot of prejudice and microaggressions against Asians among some Black people that is largely ignored or not talked about, at least in some places. Obviously it isn’t systematic or institutionalized like anti-blackness so it isn’t the same but that doesn’t mean prejudice against Asians should be ignored.

But like my mom, we know that not all Black people have prejudice against Asians/Asian Americans and that what some Black individuals do is not reflective of all Black people. Overall, regardless of what I’ve experienced, what I’ve seen, or what my friends and family have experienced, none of this has changed the fact that I want to see all Black people uplifted, empowered, to get justice, to truly be free, and to exist anywhere without facing prejudice or racism by anyone.

And I definitely apologize if anything comes off as being anti-black as it’s not my intentions. Thank you for asking and sorry for the long reply.

Angry Asian Guy

The Mistress - Chapter 8

Summary: The reader spends the night with Negan and gets to see a different side of him.

Characters: Negan, Reader (OC), Dwight, Michael (OC)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Swearing, but overall kind of a fluff piece. 

Notes: I was asked to something that was a bit of a fluff piece with this story, so here it is. 

AO3 Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9366677/chapters/22985679

Tags: @jasoncrouse @ronweaselz @hiddlesdowneyjr @ali-pennell @melodicdolls @namelesslosers @deepsouth @shanaatjelove11 @warriorqueen1991 @caitydestroys @acklesdowneyandhiddles-ohmy @jaylaelizabethw @prettyepiic @negans-dirty-girl @mamaredd123 @jdmsgal @alyisdead @memphisgirl1977@negans-network *As always, please let me know if you want to be added to the tags or if you wanted to be taken off!*  

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anonymous asked:

Hey, I saw a post of you that talked about porn bots. Well it happens that I had Tumblr previous week, and my five followers are all porn accounts. They clearly aren't here for what I post and that really bother/ embarrass me. I'd like to know how you react to those type of profile. I'm sorry if it bother you but I had to ask someone. Thank you (ps: I absolutely love your account!!!)

Well for me personally (this is Lucia speaking) i feel like Tumblr needs to devote more time into getting rid of them because 1) think of the children…. like this website is targeted age 13+ and i don’t think they want or need to be seeing these blogs in their notes and 2) since they’re getting “smarter” per se and straight up reblogging posts now it’s concerning because it’s way easier to accidentally click on a virus or other dangerous link

edit: my response is to block & report them asap when i see them! until tumblr cracks down on them the only thing we can do is keep reporting bots so at least they know it’s a bigger issue than they think

My Baby (Dara)

Note: I had to do some serious research to write this, but I don’t trust google so some things may be wrong. The only thing i know about medicine its what ive seen in greys anatomy.

Note2: This is really sad, so get ready. And thank you for liking my blog so much, it makes me really happy. Enjoy!

Originally posted by fresh-vocal

“Do you want to know the sex or do you want it to be a surprise?” The doctor asked with an smile on her face while gently running a (that thing that they put in the pregnant woman’s belly for an ultrasound examination, couldn’t find the name)

You looked at Sandara that just looked back at you and smiled encouraging you to proceed. “Yes, we would like to know please.” You said looking at the doctor waiting for her answer.

“Congratulations, It’s a boy.” The doctor said with and bright smile on her face.

You looked back at Sandara and you could see happines in her eyes.

The two of you have been waiting for this for so much time, it have been your dream since you two got married. After so many tries and failures, it is finally happening. You and Dara were finally going to have a baby. That is probably the best thing that ever happened to you.

After getting home from the doctor, you and Sandara celebrated with grape juice and chicken the new member of the Park family. You talked about so many things like, names and room colors and things to buy for him. It all looked so unreal for you.

——- 3 months later.

You woke up in the middle of the night feeling an extreme pain in the middle of your legs, going up to your now medium baby bump. You let out a sharp scream that instantly woke Sandara up.

“Y/n what’s wrong?” She said while her eyes ran through your face to find something wrong. You screamed once more and she saw that your hand were pressing on your belly, “Is it the baby?? Y/n, calm down I’m taking you to the hospital.”

She jumped out from the bed and quickly put a jacket and some pants on. She ran to where you were laying and pulled you up, covering your arms with a (moletom). She ran with you in her arms out of the house and pulled you into her car. She drove to the hospital as fast as she could, but still being careful with street signs.

You got to the hospital and she parked her car like a pro and then gently took you out from the passenger seat and helped you to walk to inside the hospital.

“Hi I need a doctor, now please,” She said and as soon as she said it you groaned in pain one more time. The secretary from the hospital quickly took a phone on the desk and called a doctor.
One minute and a half later the doctor got to you and Sandara with a wheel chair. They put you in the wheel chair and took you inside.

“We are going to make some tests on her to see what is wrong and we are going to give her something to stop the pain. I’ll tell them to call you right after we’re done.” He said and Sandara nodded, watching him go right behind you.

After some time, a nurse came back and called Sandara in. The nurse took her to the room where you were. The first thing she saw when she got into the room was you sitting on a chair silently crying. She already thought the worst.

“Jagiya, what’s wrong?” She said but you look too in shock to answer.

“Her immunological system is very weak, that could cause some serious complications during the pregnancy. For the moment the baby it’s not in a good position It would be needed a Csection to take the baby out. But that can cause her death and the babys. We hope that everything gets ok until the baby’s birth. ” The doctor said with an extremely calm voice and then left.

Sandara helped you to get up and you helped you to walk until your car. All in silence. You got home and you got a shower and you walked to the kitchen to help her make dinner.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” She glanced at you and smiled a little.

“I’m a little better now. Worried, but better.” You said

Sandara was worried too. Worries were the only thing that crossed her mind during almost all of your pregnancy. Dara were really afraid of it cause she feared that you died and the baby were born and she hated him and she feared that the baby died and you could never be happy again. Also the fact that you could end up never meeting your baby killed her. You wanted it so much and maybe you wouldn’t even see it happening. She couldn’t imagine a life without you. She wanted you and the baby to live but she wanted you to live too. This kind of thoughts got stronger and stronger in her mind. Until the day that she woke up at 3AM with you screaming. The baby was coming.
Just like in the first night, she got properly dressed and took you to the hospital. You both were really nervous about it.

You too got to the hospital and quickly an nurse came out with an stretcher. She took you inside and Dara went along holding your hand until they had to take you to the operation room. That’s when her heart started to beat faster and faster.

Inside the OR, they gave you an local anesthetic so you wouldn’t feel any pain but would be awake all the time.
10 minutes into the surgery, you could hear the doctor saying that he already saw the baby’s head. The nurse took out the baby and the first thing you heard was his cry. Everything else were silent, the only thing you heard was his crying noise. The nurse took it closer to you so you could see it.

“My baby” You smiled weakly at the little crying baby in front of you.

During the Csection ending and right after the nurse showed you your son, your heart started to failure and your organs suddenly started to malfunction. The doctors went crazy and the nurse taking your baby son away from you were the only thing you saw before slowly closing your eyes.

After almost 45 minutes trying to resurrect you, they declared obit by multiple organ failure.

Immediately they contacted Dara and communicated her about it. Sandara was afraid of looking at the baby, still really emotional and weak over your death. She was afraid that she you see so much of you in him that it would make her hate him. But she decided to try for you, because you would want her to love and take care of that baby. So she went to the nursery, looked for the ‘Park’ name and hesitantly looked at him. Indeed he looked a lot like you. But he looked so peaceful and inocent that Sandara wanted to slap herself just for thinking that she could ever hate a little angelic creature like that. She cried while she carefully took him him in her arms.

“I will love you the same much I loved your mother, and I’ll give you everything you ever need, I’ll always be by your side and I’ll always remember you how great of a woman your mother were,” She said looking at the sleepy baby in her arms, tears rolling down her face, “I promise you that Y/n.”

anonymous asked:

i have a phone interview later today with a well known intimates brand for a summer internship do you have any tips for me? i've already made notes on what to talk about but is there anything else i need to know? thank you so much!!

yay congrats! intimates are so much fun. i think the one thing that’s really helped me with phone interviews is getting ready and dressed as i would if i was going to an actual IRL interview. like put on the outfit you feel your best, something that makes you feel really cute and powerful !!!!! that confidence i think helps.

talk slow, let them talk more! relax, take deep breathes, and always remind yourself that this is JUST as much to see if they’re a good fit for you as vice versa. so keep that in mind and just be really optimistic and excited. good luck!! let me know if you get it  :)  

the-witch-of-alberta  asked:

What is your favourite part about the witchcraft community? What is your least favourite part? Also, I'm so sorry to hear about your phone!! 😢Hope you can get a new one asap, hon!! 💕

I think I love and hate some of the same things! I love the community of it, how loving and helpful people can be with each other. If someone comes to my inbox and I don’t have an answer for them, the question can get sometimes hundreds of notes of people helping out and giving their opinions and their little wisdoms to help out! 

On the other hand, sometimes it can be such a catty, shady place! I see a LOT of content theft and that makes me so sick honestly! I see a loooot of cultural appropriation also, which if you follow me, you know how crazy it drives me!! And then there are a lot of people who just exist to tear others down and criticize everything. 

It can be a toxic place as much as it can be a wonderful place of growth. You really have to be careful who you befriend, who you trust and take advice from! 

But at the end of the day, I really realllly love this community and I hope that it comes off that way! I spend probably 40-60 hours a week trying to be active, trying to help, trying to put out helpful content, etc for it and I hope that comes across with all the love I intend it to!! 

It’s such a wild community, full of so many different kinds of people who all bring such neat ideas and thoughts to this giant group discussion we have here! It’s amazing, I really do love my tumblr witches. <3

(also no problem ahahah, it could have been something much worse!)

I have this weird sensation when I see old mcu content and get actually physically queasy remembering how much I loved this franchise and how nearly everything I loved about it is gone and I just really hope that no matter what happens doesn’t ever happen with the dceu.

Possible Hiatus- help please

I am generally a positive person and I try to encourage others to be positive and be themselves… but I’ve gotten to the point where I am just tired.

I honestly just don’t know what to do anymore. I love drawing and making people happy with my art, but recently I’ve just felt like no one cares. I put so much effort into my art and I know I still have a long way to go and not everyone likes my stuff and that’s fine, but when I see someones messy doodles/sketches getting thousands of notes while my art struggles to get 50 notes (when I have over 400 followers across both blogs) it really hurts. 

All I’ve been getting lately are a bunch of likes, and don’t get me wrong, I appreciate them, but its telling me people like my art but it’s not good enough to share with the world. 

So, unless you can tell me what I’m doing wrong, tell me how I can improve so you will reblog my art or the next couple of uploads suddenly get more then a few notes then I will be going on hiatus.

On a more positive note, this week of utter shitfuckery has at least shown me that locally and on here, there are still a decent number of people who have been compassionate, concerned, and offered to help a shitbag wizard kid getting kicked in the face by life repeatedly, and as much as I’m proud of the greater personal responsibility, adaptability, and resilience that I’ve been working on, I would not be able to maintain half the bloody wolf-grin that I’ve got right now were it not for those people.

So. Thanks, guys. I know it’s small-scale but that shit does matter and helps keep the fire burning.