i made a thing and i'm not sure why


there is so much more inside me now.

“Huh, we’re that couple.”

I drew a small part from @apvrrish‘s fic time out of mind because it just made me… so happy, among lots of other emotions and you should definitely check it out and all of their other fics because they’re all so good… :’)

supermiikka  asked:

Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't HYDRA a separate entity from nazis? I think they worked together during WW2, but became their own thing during modern day stories.

I am really never in the mood to hear people try to argue semantics about organizations that resemble Nazis, have admitted Nazi Red Skull running them, or by your admission: worked with Nazis.

They. Are. NAZIS.

I don’t give a crap if they file separate tax returns or their marketing pamphlets made sure to proclaim “Nazi? Not us!” It’s such nonsense meant to distract away from the fascistic policies, and I don’t even get why people would want to try to distance the VILLAIN ORGANIZATION from people who we already KNOW are villains. Do people love the “Hail Hydra” joke so much they want to say it unironically or something?

All because Marvel wanted a villain organization that they could collect royalties on?

EDIT: Just to be clear, not mad at you specifically and not intending any offense - just sick of that argument, sorry. XD

“Not all who wander are lost.” || #ChoicesCreates Round 12, hosted by @hollyashton . Inspired by both the prompt and Pride Month.

This is the first time when Zig thinks back on all the emotional anguish of discovering his sexuality, and he feels relieved instead of sick to his stomach. It had been hell but here he is now, standing tall and unafraid, more sure of himself than he’s ever been before. All that time he’d felt so isolated, and now it turns out that he’d never been lost, just on the path of learning who he truly is. He touches his fingers gently to the dried paint smeared across his cheek, the distinct colors reminding him that he isn’t alone anymore. He doesn’t have to be.

Nearby Zack’s waving around a rainbow flag bigger than he is, and beside him Kaitlyn’s wearing one that’s various shades of pink as a cape. Zig watches as the girl lifts her hands into the air, aimlessly shouting nonsense into the chaos like so many others around them. He laughs, then glances over his shoulder to see the waves of people who look just as happy as he feels. A soft look crosses his face, and for just a moment, the noise and the hype all fade into a gentle buzz like you see in the movies.

All the struggling, all the fighting with himself… It was all worth it to feel this… this…

“Free?” He looks over to his left and Kaitlyn’s smiling up at him with shining eyes. “That’s what you’re feeling, isn’t it?”

He tilts his head, but slowly nods. “Yeah… How’d you know?”

She laughs merrily, gesturing around them with a sweeping motion. “It’s our first pride parade! I feel it too!”

He grins brightly, throwing his arm over her shoulders and doing the same to Zack once he’s in range. Zack lifts his flag higher in response, throwing his head back and yelling into the air: “I love being gaaaaay!!”

Some nearby people cheer before copying him, and Zig just laughs, looking at the seemingly endless crowd ahead of them. “I’m proud to be me,” he says, but nobody else hears him. But that’s not important. What’s important is that it’s the first time he’s ever felt pride and damn… It’s years and years overdue.

21. Staying cool during a heatwave (from this list)

It was well past thirty degrees out before Ladybug and Chat Noir finally stopped for a break in their weekly patrol.

“So, can we get an akuma that, like, turns off the sun or something next?” Chat groaned where he was sprawled out on the shady, lukewarm concrete under the rooftop overhang they’d discovered together. “Just for a day. One day.”

“But then we’d have to fight in the dark,” Ladybug mumbled back, trying not to whine as she leaned (melted) against the wall by his feet. “I hate fighting in the dark.”

Her eyes felt dry when she blinked and her tongue felt cool when she licked her lips and it was really much too hot out to be doing anything that didn’t involve copious amounts of cold water, but she and Chat had a duty to the city, so patrol they would, regardless of the danger of heatstroke.

Chat sighed gustily and flopped a hand in her general direction. “Imagine I just said something really great about holding your hand. It’s too hot to think up lines.”

Ladybug laughed through her groan despite herself. “It’s too hot for holding hands, too.”

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“Listen to me, I sound like a Blake Shelton song!”
“Yours is better!”

imjustlo  asked:

Though like I get the "I think it looks wrong and so it squicks me out" thing, cuz even as a trans person, internalized transphobia is a thing and I must say I thought the same for a while, even sadly sometimes do, but there's a line between "I don't need an explanation for this" and "I'm being a dick and should work on that"

It’s certainly a thing and a fine line for some people. For me, for the longest time I was very “squicked” by f/f pairings and I wasn’t entirely sure why. They made me uncomfortable and I knew in some abstract way that they shouldn’t but there was this voice in my head that kept saying “why can’t they just be friends, why does everything have to be ruined with sex, why can’t they just be gals being pals, ugh”. But I never voiced it because well, I knew I was wrong to feel that way but I didn’t know how to deal with it.  

It took me until I was well into my 20s to realize and go “oh…I was uncomfortable with it cause it was making me realize I probably wasn’t entirely straight and I was internalizing a lot of that discomfort based on the shitty homophobic things I grew up hearing and my mother’s abject shrieking terror any time she saw me hugging another girl in case I might not be “normal” oh, oh shit, that’s what that was, oh my god” 

Now that I’m older, and I hope, a little wiser, I literally no longer give a fuck. But I still have moments every now and then when I need to weed out the remnants of that old fear and address them head on. And it’s not a comfortable experience, but then, not everything has to be nor should it be.

anonymous asked:

idk if you know what teen wolf is or have seen it but there's a scene where one of the characters talks about emotional tethers and how someone can "bring someone back" (and the whole fandom sees it as a romantic thing) and idk why but that made me think about when lance "brought" keith back when he was going after lotor and now i'm crying in the club

ohh no I haven’t seen that show ;v;

I’m not sure if I’d read that as inherently romantic, but I think it does mean he values how Lance feels about things and Lance is able to get through to him when others can’t, in a way it’s like he’s watching out for him and Keith can trust him to do that 8′)

I just–

You can see the moment during his confession/plea when you can tell Benvolio starts to get uncomfortable with admitting how much he actually likes Rosaline, how much of a good person he thinks she is, because he defaults to sarcasm and jokes.

“One thing I’ve learned from being stuck with you”
And Rosaline rolls her eyes and her entire posture on the balcony changes. She starts to pull away, to close up again, because of course he would make some quip, why had she thought for even a minute that he was taking this seriously, why had she let herself believe that maybe he-

“What I’ve learned from spending time with you”
And her eyes flick back towards him and he takes the hint. He takes it and runs with it, really. He starts to expound on her, on what a good person she is; her decency and her honesty and he keeps it barely skimming the surface because going any deeper might scare her off again, but he can’t help but emphasize it - “which in this city is a rare thing indeed” - and you can hear the emotion and conviction in his voice.

He tells her openly and honestly what a good person he thinks she is, and then offers her a chance to come with him and solve this mystery that is driving their families even further apart; to maybe end this feud once and for all and save more people from suffering the fate that her family did, but most importantly, he leaves the final decision up to her. He makes his case and he’s desperate, but he leaves it at asking her one more time, and the last thing he says to her is her name. and i could make a completely separate ranting post about that  He ends with her name and leaves her free to decide for herself and I’m like 90% sure that’s why Ros agrees to come with him, because his being open and honest and vulnerable made her confront her own feelings towards him, and the freedom to make her own decision made her finally say yes.

superwholockotuka  asked:

I spent 4 hours last night making mystic messenger on the sims n i nearly started crying because I now realise my mistake. How am i going to fit them into one house? How will i make sure none die? I made Saeyoung, Saeran, Yoosung, Zen, Jumin, Jaehee, n Mingla(my oc/mc). Thats 7 sims to care for. I can barely handle 4 sims. Why did I do this? I love them n the game but now... The things i do when I'm sleep deprived...

My bets are on Saeyoung or Yoosung dying because they cant figure out how to go to the bathroom.

On another note, thats actually extremely cool!!

Songs of Ssael Prayerbook

Wanted to talk about my newest prop for Duane real quick. Was waiting to get the new photos up first, but I do not have time to edit them at the moment and needed a quick break from sewing my next costume.

Wish I had a before shot to share because it used to be blue.  Materials I used: a book, scrapbooking paper in green, gold, black velvet, and a fun design (you’ll see that one later), green and black fabric paint, tan, white, black, and brown acrylic paint, twine, gold ballpoint pen, a hot glue gun, and a lot of Modge Podge.

I was really picky about the base book I chose. It had to be the right size in my hand…not too thick as to look bulky but not so thin as I couldn’t do a little something fun with it.  I also ended up choosing this one because it left the ends of the pages raw and I liked the rough look of it! I had to sand the top of the book though, since the pages were dyed orange.

Here you can see where I tore off half of the spine. That was my first step, before I even started painting. You can also see where I glued down the twine bindings on the spine and the pieces that hang from the top of the book. I also used hot glue to seal the raw end of the twine so it wouldn’t unravel.

The designs I traced a vector for from the art and used that to print a stencil of sorts I could use to cut the pieces out with an exacto knife. It’s all glued down with Modge Podge.

All of the weathering with black and white I tried to keep as close to the illustrations of the book as possible.

Here is the rarely seen back! This is where the tan paint really came in. I used it to color the blue so I could save that slightly leathery texture of the original cover.  The green paper I glued on to re-do the cover I purposely left loose on that corner and tore the edge around to make it uneven.  I also spritzed it with water to get it extra floppy.

One of my personal touches was the old bloody handprint on the back. The space was partially covered in the art, and on its own it felt empty. I figured, Duane must have picked up the book after accidentally eating somebody at least once right.  I just painted my fingers brown and slammed them down on the back of the book.

Here is a detail shot where you can really see the textures in the papers I chose. I like the randomness of the gold, and the elegance the velvet added.  The green had a linen look to it that I thought fit well wishing the comic’s aesthetic.

I also want to talk about the letters here. Finding simple gold letter stickers was, oddly enough, impossible. I ended up buying purple glitter ones instead. I had to scrape off all the glitter, resurface it with Modge Podge, and color it with my gold leafing pen.  The ‘f’ I had to extend as well…placing a piece of another sticker under it before applying the Modge Podge.

Here is another detail shot showing the fun rough edges of the book, as well as some of the weathering I did on the edge.  For the edge I tried to sand through the paper to the tan paint I had applied underneath…but I ended up sanding through the paint too fast to the original color of the book. So in the end I took a box cutter and carved away at all the edges, down to the cardboard cover itself.  I ran sandpaper over the carved edges to make it look more like it had worn down and had not been carved out.

This is probably the roughest part of the book, but still pretty  happy with it! In the art it’s so small it’s just scribbles so I had to improvise what to put up there.  Considering the book it had to be Tainish for sure. The phrase I had originally chosen was too long, so I ended up mashing two other ones together and hoping it makes sense.  Can’t say I’m too well versed in Tainish grammar after all. I had also wanted to draw it in the Tainish alphabet, but sadly that is not available, so I used cursive instead.

For those who may have trouble reading my sloppy penmanship it reads:
Ssael fhikemun rish ul a Llede Llaemasa

Which should, in theory, translate to:
Ssael reveals the way to his Lions of Mercy

The inner cover I also redid with a paper with a fun design.  The edges of the green showed and I wanted a nice clean look all around.  Also a little extra weathering just cuz.

And last but not least, the whole reason I decided to do this project in the first place! I needed a place to keep my ribbons at ALA.

I made this into a hollow book with a lot of Modge Podge and cutting of pages and more Modge Podge and some heavy things. This is why the book couldn’t be too thin.  I made sure to leave a number of pages at the front loose so I could also use it as a prop.

anonymous asked:

Hi there! If you don't wanna do the following imagine, you don't have to 😊 How would the US bros and the UF bros react to having an S/O who is a referee for a youth sport of some kind and LOVES the sport they referee for? How would they react if one day, one of the player's parents tried picking a fight with the S/O over a decision they made during the game? Would the skeletons step in, nah? Sorry if I'm bothering you!

You aren’t bothering me! A following imagine is actually a pretty good idea! I just wasn’t sure if I was doing something because I couldn’t think of anything cool to do. 

US Sans

He loves watching you do what you love. It’s one of his favorite things to do. Seeing the players parents start yelling at you was something that upset him. After all you were just calling a play, and from what he could see, you weren’t wrong. He doesn’t understand why parents have to get so worked up over their kid messing up and then trying to blame it on someone else. Blueberry would step in if they ever took it too far and started criticizing you or being violent but otherwise trusts that you’re strong enough to deal with it.

US Papyrus

He finds it funny that someone as lazy as him ends up falling for a referee for a sport. Once he sees you being barraged with insults and swears for apparently messing up a play he get off his lazy butt and go support you. He knows that you wouldn’t have made a mistake that easily and even if you did, you didn’t deserve this shitstorm. He generally won’t step in the action, mostly just offering moral support for you, until the parents take it a step to far.

UF Sans

He’s by your side in a second. The tone in which he says “Is there a problem here.” is enough to terrify a small child. The parents would have to be dumb to keep trying to mess with you after that. I mean he knows you probably could’ve handled it without him, but the looks on their faces when he stands by your side were priceless.

UF Papyrus

He won’t even let the parents get out of their seats to yell at you, saying that if they “DIDN’T LIKE THE CALL THEN BECOME REFEREES OR SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP.” As if the Great  and Terrible Papyrus would let some ill-informed humans interfere with what his S/O is doing at the moment.

“i wont be able to update as quickly” *posts two things in the same day and starts a new one*

anonymous asked:

Why are people so contrarian about Dark Souls as in the first game? I'm pretty sure that people are pretty aware that it has flaws I mean it didn't get perfect scores across the board. Also seeing someone say it's genre is a problem has made me never want to hear anyone's opinion on the game ever again.

People who really, really like things are often most aware of the flaws so I’ve never understood this Hot Take of someone going “heh.. lemme tell you, person who has played this game 70 times, about the FLAWS” and unsheathing their Hot Take

anonymous asked:

Im pretty sure I'm a cis girl, but before trans marco i was... I was transphobic. Although I would never admit it, I didnt understand why you would ever decide to be trans, you know? But Marco has kinda made me get it. And now i've started to question my own gender, as some things that she does fit into what I feel. Im honestly just so exited for trans marco to maybe be canon some day, so that more people can have experiences like all of us.

I get you. Like when I was a kid, I had a lot of internalized transphobia that having something like Marco would have really helped with.

Season 8 seems so far away, and I'm not sure I miss the actual show, but I *do* miss Carol and Daryl something fierce.  They own my heart, you guys.  And I'm sure I'm not alone.  Anyway, I thought it'd be fun and a nice show of positivity to start a chain of sorts of reasons why you love this embattled ship, keep it going.   No limits to how many times you can reblog this post or the number of reasons why you love this ship, but not all at once, okay?  And not the same thing as everybody else.  At least not until this post has made the rounds a few times.  In other words, build upon each other's reasons.  Don't just go "me, too."  So.  What do you think?  Are you in?  Let's show everybody how much we love these two.

I’ll start. 

I love Caryl because…

Melissa McBride and Norman Reedus.  Their portrayals of these two broken souls are beautifully nuanced, and their chemistry makes you sit up and take notice.  They imbue even a small look with so much emotion and so much of their character’s history–individually and collectively.  It’s just lovely to witness, and one of the biggest reasons why these two characters and their portrayers have notched a place on my forever faves list. 


 Truly, I don’t think I would love either character as much portrayed by a different actress or actor.  The bond wouldn’t be the same.   

duela-quinzel  asked:

The Stan Frederick guy had another, earlier channel with almost all of his videos unwatchable. I was thinking of taking a look at his series but I'm not sure if I'd be missing anything by not seeing his older videos. Also, I'm curious why they're like that.

They’re like that because they’re probably not important or necessary to the story he’s telling now. His new stuff is pretty standalone and completely watchable without that old series. Evan doesn’t like those videos because they’re not very good and kind of a waste of time. I’ve seen them, and can confirm this. They’re just a thing he made when he was still learning, and I’m sure he would just like to forget about them. He’s definitely even more soured to it because, not too long ago an old friend of his associated with that project died, for real. He was going to make the original series available again, but after that news felt like it was inappropriate. I think he said something about that a week ago on Tumblr. My advice: Just don’t watch it. I understand curiosity, but usually that’s only worthwhile when what you’re watching is either good or in a creator’s good faith. That’s how I see it anyways.

lancedinah  asked:

starmora + 16

16. Things you said with no space between us. 

Takes place between vols 1 and 2 



“Sshhhh! Keep your voice down.”

“What did you do that for?” Gamora lowered her voice so they were conducting their conversation in a whisper.

“Um… I thought it would be funny?”

“You thought stuffing us into a supply closet would be funny?”

“… Yes.”

She narrowed her eyes in suspicion, but was having difficulty remembering why that was a stupid excuse. Their situation was a little distracting.

“Could you at least back up a little?”

“Not unless I’ve suddenly developed the ability to move through walls… nope. Sorry, Gam.”

“Don’t call me that,” she muttered, swallowing nervously.

Not that she had any reason to be nervous. None at all. It just so happened that she and Peter were suddenly stuck together in a very small space, practically touching from head to toe, with his arms pressed up against the wall by her head and maybe there were some feelings that she was trying very hard to tamp down.

Some she couldn’t help, though. She could feel his chest pressed up against hers; there was no stopping that. And his knees where they brushed against hers, she could feel that too. She was keenly aware of his breath puffing against her forehead, because she wasn’t wearing heels today. That height difference put his lips nearly at her eye level and she was having real trouble stopping herself from glancing at them and –

She needed to focus. So, instead of thinking about all the places they were touching and the weird feelings she might have been experiencing, she zeroed in on his distinctly guilty expression.

“What’s the real reason you shoved me in here, Peter?”

He sighed; she felt it blow her hair a little.

“I maybe, might have seen someone who may not be super happy with me.”

“Someone you had sex with?”

“Why do you jump right to that?” He asked indignantly.

She waited with an eyebrow raised.

“Fine, yeah, sorta.”

Something clicked into place in Gamora’s mind; they were in Nova Records, and she’d seen an A’askvariian working out there right before Peter had cursed and hidden them in this closet.

“The woman at the front desk?”

“Why even ask me if you already knew?” He grumbled, looking put-out.

“Is she the one you told Drax about?”

“When I was saving your life? Yeah.”

She rolled her eyes; he loved to bring that up.

“You think she’s going to be mad at you?”

He shrugged. “It was a long time ago. Honestly, I thought she’d have been fired by now. It did not take much effort to get the info out of her. We only got to second base.”

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know, actually. It’s a metaphor I heard back on Earth. I’m pretty sure it was about sex. Anyway, all we did was –“

“I do not need details of your past escapades, thank you.”

A slow grin crawled over Peter’s face and Gamora did her best not to squirm. That expression usually meant nothing good for her.

“Are you jealous?”

“No!” She hissed. She felt herself flush for absolutely no reason. “I just don’t want to hear –“

“Gamora’s jealous! Jealous, jealous, jealous – ow!”

She pinched his side to get him to shut up.

“Okay, you’re not jealous,” Peter said, but he was still smiling. “You just wish you were the one I – ow!”

“Focus, Peter.”

“Gees, fine. Spoil sport. But, yeah… she might still be mad at me. I probably made it a little too clear afterwards that I only wanted to know how to get to the files. I don’t want my past actions – which were stupid, by the way, and I am totally not interested in casual or –“

“Get to the point.”

“Right. I just didn’t want my past to affect our mission, and I’m afraid if she sees me, she might make getting the file we need difficult.”

Gamora let out a long breath. “You stay here. I’ll go get the file from that unfortunate woman.”

“Thanks, I – unfortunate?! Hey! The only reason she’s unfortunate is because she gave up the info before I busted out the good stuff.”

Something about the look on her face must have made him pause, because he cleared his throat before adding, “Which, again, that’s all behind me now. I don’t do that anymore.”

“I don’t care,” she said. Why he thought she did was beyond her.

“I know you don’t.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Sure. I know.”

He clearly didn’t believe her, but Gamora didn’t feel like arguing with him further. There was no getting through Peter’s thick skull on things like these.  

Besides, if she were being honest… she hardly believed herself.

Pike’s last breath

I watched again Into Darkness and as Spock initiated a mind-meld with Pike you can see some interaction through their expressions. Of course it’s because they both know that Pike was dying. And yet there are more things that comes along with a meld, than just the feelings on the surface of ones mind.

That’s why I’m sure, as Spock told Jim and Uhura later on the Shuttle what he felt in Pikes mind, wasn’t just those feelings of rage, fear and loneliness. But also Pikes last will. And we’re all knows how deep Pike felt for Jim. Just look at Jim. How open he’s looking at Pike …

Originally posted by tony-starkes

Of course the Admiral knows that Jim looks at him like a son looked up to his father. Everyone with eyes can see that. And he also feels for Jim more, than he maybe should.

So while he’s dying and Spock is inside his mind, Pike is not just thinking about himself, but also about Jim.
That Jim needs someone by his side.
Watching him, caring for him and making sure, that Jim doesn’t do something what may kill him.

So later, when Spock tells Jim: Captain, I cannot allow you to do this!

Originally posted by spockm

He’s not just talking about himself when he’s saying he cannot allow that Jim risks his life on this mission. But also that he cannot let him do this, because he has promissed Pike to look after Jim. And making sure that Jim stays safe.

And a Vulcan keeps his promisses.