i made it but you can use

bouncing off the previous reblog, if you want to create a chromatic aberration effect in clip studio paint, the steps are the same but the layer mode you want is darken as opposed to ‘shade’.

I just made a little auto action which will set up the layers for you:

You can download it here, to use it open the auto actions window (window > auto actions), and right click > import set…

alternatively you can drag the file into the auto actions window.

and while on the subject of auto actions, you can create a shortcut for them by going to file > shortcut settings…, then choosing auto action from the dropdown

“what do you want?”
i want a life that’s worth living
without a need to turn around
just to say, well damn,
i could’ve treated you better
if i held you that night
would it have made a difference
probably, a life without regrets–
“don’t regret anything you do”
she tells me with a kiss goodbye
and it’s just another one of those nights
when you used to be 15 and you look back
the sun hits you right in the eye you’re 24
now you get it, i understand now
“what do you want?”
i want a lover that’ll tell me no
so that i can respect it
no means no means no means no
i want a lover that doesn’t force
hearts to beat where they shouldn’t
i want a lover that counts the stars
backwards by the thousands
every night just to say
“shit, i almost guessed it right this time”
kiss me slow, kiss me slow
let’s save this moment
like old nintendo video games
and we were too broke
to afford a memory card
so we played it every morning
just to beat it in one try
you grow up too quick
you used to be 7 and
now you’re 24 and
you’re still worrying
about if you said something wrong
or if it was offensive
or if you are liked
or if you are loved
“what do you want?”
i want to be like the greats
that came before,
as a matter of fact
i want to be greater
than the greats–
they’d want an honest fan
i want to be the best version
of myself by following
your inspiration
into the sea where i can see
into hearts where i’ll make art
into the soul where i shall sow
into emotions where oceans dry
into teardrops the shape of your eyes
“what do you want?”
i want poetry to be written for me
when i don’t ask, leave it everywhere
inside of my back pockets
when i grab my cigarettes
and find you there–
read every word,
save you into this moment
love me when, love me then
love me back, love me now
love me forever, love me always
keep us inside your ink
bleeding deep into your pores
regrets as tattoos, a love made for two
a love like this, unconditionally sweet
kiss us slowly, let me feel it until next week
leave the words that you can’t say in person
leave the words under your tongue
leave the words trapped in your throat
pandora’s box, my melody
hope finally finds an escape
hope finally makes it home
hope is finally seen,
fairy dust, stardust
moon dust, phoenix ash
dragon fire, wildfire–
we burn the same
“what do you want?”
i want an alarm for every flower
that’s dying right now
so that i at least have a reason
for why i can’t sleep
when i think about your soft lips
“what do you want?”
i want to know why we look
for each other when we’re away
i want to know why we look
for each other when we’re together
i want to know why we look
for reasons to blame each other
i want to know why we look
for reasons as to why we hate each other
i want to know so much about you
even though we are just strangers
dear lover, oh lover, my lover
we are no longer the same
and it’s this thing called love
that makes life feel insane
“what do you want?”
i want to teach my sons
that a woman’s body is hers
and hers alone, so respect it
i want to teach my daughters
that if a man ever lays a hand on you
tell them that daddy put me
through karate class
and this belt is only white
because i bleached it
just for this day,
i’m about to kick your butt
“what do you want?”
i want my mother to gain more weight
she’s losing much, we’re running out of time–
do you think angels give us signs?
what about god?
is this a sign?
or is it just time?
do we all end up sad and alone?
i hope not, she’ll always have us
“what do you want?”
slowly, with less poetry
more eye contact, less texting
more voice recognition
talk to me like i’m deaf
sign language
your screams
how come you never listen to me?
i hate you. i hate you.
love her like she’s blind,
show up everyday with flowers
even if she hates them,
she will love them.
even if she hates you,
she used to love you.
“what do you want?”
“go on many adventures without me, okay?”
sometimes i want that exact sentence
to not be your last words.
“what do you want?”
sometimes i wish i didn’t have to write so much,
the thing about being in love with you is–
for every sentence, i remember the passionate
fibers you put into each letter, if the word love
has four letters, you made it meaningful
each one had meaning
l stands for lasting,
we didn’t last
o stands for one,
one mistake can make you apologize for years
v stands for very,
very much in my mind
like sands that fall in an hourglass–
drop by drop, hold you until we’re faded
but like all stories, the book has a last page
a kiss is like that page, we just read it too much
loved into it too much, should’ve left
but we stayed, should’ve ended it
but we wanted to make it work–
the youth remembers e
e for ecstasy
e for euphoria
e for evenly empty
e for everything
e for etchings
e for eternity
we remember the ways
to count backwards
for every star
there’s a dark passage
that we can’t return to
and we won’t
“what do you want?”
i want to write it all out
i want to write it all down
i want my first thoughts to be
how can i be a better person?
by being a better person
“what do you want?”
i just want this to make sense to someone
am i making any sense?
jumbled earphone poetry,
no rhythm
no rhymes
no schemes
no iambic pentameter
no lyrics
no style
no structure
just everywhere
like the sound of a heart
removed from a chest
that has been poisoned
because being love sick
makes a broken person
feel like an indention
inside of a paragraph
like a doggy eared page
because love makes us feel
this chaos that’s light enough
to drown out the sun
because love makes us crazy
my dark room is its own brand
of an asylum
because love makes us better
even if soulmates split
and we’re two strangers
all over again
back to the start again
because love makes us contemplate the stars
and how the universe made us into this
because love makes us angry
while simultaneously
forcing us into constant laughter
such a stupid naive kid
who thought that he could contain love
love isn’t meant to be forever
it’s meant to be freedom
you do something wrong
learn how to do it right
and in truth, there’s never black and white
when it comes to love
no who wears the pants
it’s about compromise
and we always learn things
a little too late, when you can’t fix things
you can only dwell on it,
so i’ve been dwelling
“what do you want?”
i want happiness
i want to be poetry
like a link that ties
my past to a red kite
fly it real high,
maybe i’m high
electrocute my lies
into soft butterfly truths
turn the ocean into a huge glass of wine
baby, i’ll have two
one for my apologies
and another for not loving you right
so when i can’t sleep at night
and i find out new ways to treat you right
when i fall in love again
i’ll do it better,
i won’t make her cry
and if she does
i’ll hold her until the clouds get jealous
the only tears running down those eyes
should only ever be rain,
let’s kiss in the rain
to the person i haven’t met
and this is a little long
and this may hurt to read
but if you’re reading this
and i’m asleep
right next to you some day
and you realize that i
have a strange philosophy
on love, love to me?
every person that i’ve
felt full and empty for,
the people that i have fallen for,
i still love them,
all of them
every bit of who i am
shaped by who i should’ve been
every bit of after all this time?
always a thousand times
every single dozen of roses
bought from the very
first moment valentine’s day
was invented,
i will be enough to love you,
even if i get sad from time to time–
and one day, on that day,
when i wake up
and you’re reading this
and i’m less sad
and we might even be happy
if i do read this later
when i’m in my early 40s
with some kids who fall in
and out of love just to live a little
and they need advice
about love poems and sad songs
i’ll tell them to learn the art
of letting go, but also
to save precious moments–
savor them.
dear person i will love some day,
what do i want?
i want to love you,
in the right way.
“what do you want?”
yes. you. the person on this app.
reading this shit poetry.
you’ve made it this far.
don’t stop now.
“what do you want?”
whatever “it” is.
i believe in you.
i am proud of you.
you are great.
you are amazing.
you still have purity.
you are still flawed,
but that only makes you
unusually human.
i love you.
a teacher of mine said
that if a human doesn’t have
human connection at least
once per day,
insanity will sink in.
this is my contact.
i am the first astronaut
to ever land on your moon.
my feet is on your moon dust.
i will plant no flags,
i will sow an idea.
you are beautiful,
remember that.
—  “what do you want?”

To my great bafflement, it has taken this long for Golden Hill to be released in the US – a multi-award winning highly readable romp through colonial New York, you’d think it’d be obvious, but there you go.

Anyway, here is the main character, Mr. Smith – I roughed these out last year when I read the book, but have only just made them as pretty as I’d like.

Do give Golden Hill a shot if you like

  • fun
  • peril
  • interesting characters
  • meticulous research
  • very satisfying historical fix-it fic 

Supplemental material – including a rather comprehensive catalogue of 18th-century slang – can be found on the book’s tumblr: @golden-hill

anonymous asked:

no offense, but i have to agree with all the other anons about this not being an HP blog anymore. like, i get the ones that tie in to HP, such as racism and homophobia being portayed through blood purity & werewolves, but everything you tag as 'discourse' can be made into like a faqs page and a link on your bio. i'm gonna unfollow, you guys do you, but maybe think about how many followers you're losing bc we don't want to see so many asks clogging our dashes.

ok but here’s an idea… block the tags that we use………………………..

“Coronation” - A Conversation

Summary: Natasha convinces James to try and give up Sokovia to the Russians.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Manipulation, slight smut

Word Count: 332

A/N: im so sorry i havent been writing. i have had a busy few days and i leave on thursday. i’ll be on hiatus starting thursday and ending wednesday. both taglists are still open.

Coronation Masterlist

Originally posted by multifandomimagines-17

“Bucky, Baby, come on. You know this will work.” Natasha whispered into Bucky’s ear.

Her sharp, red fingernails made their way down his naked chest. She had just finished giving Bucky one of her famous blow jobs. Famous because almost every man in the tower had experienced one.

“I can’t have her give up her own country. We need them, Natty. Without them, Russia can take us over. We have almost won the fight. We are almost to the finish line.” Bucky tried telling her.

Natasha had to keep from rolling her eyes. She couldn’t believe that Bucky still thought they had a chance against her Mother Country. They were powerful and brutal. There was no way in hell that Romania would ever beat Russia in this war.

“Babe, just think of it. If you give that whore’s country to Russia, then she will no longer be a Queen. We can marry and I’ll be your Queen. Just think of it. It’s all you have ever wanted. Me, by your side.” She continued.

She had been trying to steal the Romania throne for years. Ever since she took her first trip to Russia. No one knew that she was approached by the Royals of Russia. They took her under their wing and taught her to be a spy.

“Nat, you know I can’t. We can still be together, even if I have to marry her. I love you, Natasha. I will always love you.” He said while trying to land a kiss on her pouted lips.

She dodged his kiss and placed her head against his chest. She moved her hand from his chest, down his abdomen, and to his soft cock. Her slender fingers wrapped around him. His breath was caught in his throat.

“Just think about it, baby. We can be unstoppable.” Under her breath she added, “and I will be unstoppable.”

Bucky was too occupied to notice her last words. Or the fact that she didn’t love him back.  

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anonymous asked:

Your breads look so tasty. Is there a recipe you'd recommend for people who have never made bread before?


I’ve posted several recipes on one of my sideblogs, @tastythingsieat

The bread I made tonight was an adapted version of this loaf I made (tonight I made it with 1/3 whole wheat flour and slightly more water.) That link is a great easy sandwich bread, if you’re cool with kneading dough and have a bread pan! Kneading dough is VERY EASY, if you’re intimidated by it just search YouTube for tutorials, there are plenty that show you exactly how to do it.

For this basic kneaded white sandwich loaf, here’s the recipe (makes one loaf):

1 1⁄4 cups slightly warm water 

2 tablespoons olive oil 

1 teaspoon sugar 

3⁄4 teaspoon salt 

1 tbsp yeast 

3 1⁄4 cups flour (I used “bread flour” but you can totally use “all purpose” flour)

Mix 4 tablespoons of the warm water (taken from the 1 ¼ cup total) in a small bowl with the yeast and sugar, and let sit. Meanwhile, mix the remaining water and flour and let sit for 10 minutes. Then, mix in salt and olive oil, and add the yeast mixture.

Knead for 7 minutes until smooth and elastic. This might be difficult and messy at first and you might get freaked out cause it’s sticky - YT tutorials are your friend. Let rise in an oiled bowl covered with plastic wrap for 1 hour 15 minutes. At this point, preheat your oven to 350F and deflate and shape the dough before letting it do the final proof for 30-ish minutes in a loaf pan, loosely covered with a towel. Bake for 30 minutes. IMPORTANT: remove the baked dough from the baking pan and let cool on a rack!

Terms like “deflate and shape” can be super intimidating, but again: YouTube tutorials are your friend. 

If you want to try a simple no-knead bread, you have several options. Several of the recipes for no-knead bread are posted on @tastythingsieat (I recommend this one if you have a kitchen scale and this one if you don’t.) Both of these recipes require a long (overnight) rising and a Dutch oven with a lid that can go to 450F! 

Hope this helps, and feel free to message me off anon/IM me if you have any questions!

Meadow Glen Downtown Area - Tuesday, 1:40pm


“Swim. I can’t…or rather, I don’t know how to swim. When I was little, I was always afraid of giant bodies of water. I thought I would drown. So I never learned.”

“Even in public pools?”

“Nope. I’ve got a thing with public pools, anyway. You know, random people using it as a restroom.”

“Chlorine, Pri. Anyway, do you want to learn how to swim?”

“Maybe. Are you asking so you can be my teacher?”


“Just wear one of those Baywatch bathing suits and jog down the beach.”

“Why would I do that?” His smirk made her punch him in the arm. Something that only made him laugh harder.

She’d never met a man so playful and yet intimidating because of his size. It was like he found many reasons in life to laugh, and be happy. He was definitely an altered taste compared to the darkness she had before. Even within herself.

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penciltrash  asked:

Can you tell us something about your new fic? Like what inspired it? Or any research you did? Anything.

So far I haven’t made that much research because I am only getting started but um Otabek is a fashion designer. I could have make him a photographer instead but I have this thing in my head where he is fascinated by Yuri’s body and he wants to make clothes just for him, just to emphasis every part of Yuri he loves. His long legs, his gorgeous back, his collarbones. Also I saw pictures of Emil Andersson who, according to me is one of the most perfect cast for Yuri (pls google him he is gorgeous) so Model Yuri it is. And Yuri mostly only work for Victor, modeling clothes for him but one day he calls Otabek saying I love the things you do I wanna model for them. And they will meet and fight of course because Yuri is one feisty little fucker but Otabek will find a way to soften him a bit and it will take Yuri by surprise because not many people do.

anonymous asked:

What I can't figure out is why the "other side" can't see that this really isn't about PM. It's about GA herself. I want the GA before PM back. The funny goofy person that we all fell for. I remember in an interview she said "I want people to know I laugh". Seems like since PM, she has gotten so serious and I think when those pictures came out all the pieces started fitting together.. all the changes she made just hit us like BAM! Which is the real GA? I'm hoping it is the pre-PM.

You said everything, anon. I want the pre-PM Gillian back too. That’s the one I love and admire, no matter who she dates. Sadly, she recently said in an interview she used to change when she’s in a relationship and follow her partner’s habits, adopt his tastes, his friends, his interests etc… She sounded like this was behind her and she has learnt from her mistakes. I’m not sure about that anymore.

Not that I feel like bringing Gillovny everywhere, but The Webbies were the first event, probably since Streetcar, where I felt like Gillian was herself again. So I really hope that filming XF, being around David and not in London will bring her old self back.

anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your work and use it a lot. Do you know if anyone has extended the short curly hair from Parenthood yet? I spent most of the day looking for it but can't find it!

Hello! Aw, I’m very happy to hear that! I have not been on tumblr as much recently, but I’m sure that many people have made some extended versions of the curly hair from Parenthood. I did see a post by @femmeonamissionsims where she compiled a list of some her favorite Parenthood CC hairs, which you can find here!

Hopefully people can comment with some of their favorites that didn’t make it on @femmeonamissionsims‘s list!


Line-art used with permission from @lalalalers! Your artist’s name is burned on the back! :D

So, I haven’t said on tumblr yet, but I GOT MEET AND GREET TICKETS FOR THE CONNECTICUT RITUAL! And I made this today to give to Papa! Took about 3 hours-ish between the tracing and burning. (That black spot in the middle of his glove is a knot. I’m not happy with it, but you can’t help the inconsistencies of wood. :/)

Question time! I’d like people’s opinions: I was thinking about shading his hair, since Papa’s hair is actually black, but I didn’t want to fuck it up and make it irreversible. Do you guys like it as is, or should I give shading it a try?

aplague0fbitches replied to your photo: me: i’d really like to avoid having to descale my…

also i LOVE your organizational basket. there is so much fucking shit in my fridge it makes me want to peel my skin off but i may have to yoink this from you. right now i use a lazy susan for my condiments but its never enough. nothing is ever enough. im drowning in Fridge Stuff when all i want is to be able to subsist off whatever i suck out of a stick and impossibly rich baked goods

oh my god my life would be SO MUCH MORE MISERABLE without a.) you obviously and b.) Fridge Binz (i’m not typing like an asshole, that’s actually the brand name and they’re all made of the same material so you can use them in your pantry too and they have a million different kinds/shapes) and every single time I’m at a Marshalls/Homegoods/T.J. Maxx/equivalent discount store I buy whatever ones they have- they’re usually so goddamned overpriced everywhere else but last time I bought 4 of them for like $16? $18? and the thrill of it all was almost… perverse

I want everything I own stored neatly and symmetrically in clear acrylic bins, stacked so perfectly and accessibly in their allotted spaces that it would make Martha herself weep

anonymous asked:

How did you learn English? Any tips that might help us learning Japanese?

Methods I used while learning English

Leitner system / SRS
This saved my life. I used this for pretty much everything from middle school to university. You can learn, vocabularies, grammar rules, history stuff, equations, etc. with it. The Leitner system is a method to save information to your long-term memory. You can read more about it here.
The digital version of this is SRS. Spaced Repetition Software. Nowadays you’ll find a lot of apps and online courses that use this. If you can find something for your specific topic, I recommend using it. Flashcards are a lot of work after all.

Making up stories
This is something I do a lot. Whenever I have to remember a lot of information I pack it into a little made up story.
Here a short example:
Eki wants to be a hero. But he’s seen as a monster by the villagers. Whatever he touches turns into burning ice. His skin is as transparent as water and he can vanish like a ninja in white smoke if he touches it.
Do you know who Eki is?

Don’t worry, you don’t have to become a teacher. Just pretend to be one. I used this a lot for grammar and solving equations back in school. By trying to explain something to someone helps you understand where you stand. What do you really know and what not? Sometimes there is no one around you to help with this… yeah… just pretend there is someone. You may look like a lunatic but it really helps.

Something I learned is to ask: WHY?!
Here an example for those who want to learn Japanese: Many textbooks are going to tell that Katakana is mainly used for words imported from foreign languages. Ever wondered why? Because you should. Knowing this will later help you what to actually write in Katakana and what not.

Watching TV
YES~ My favorite part lol Hearing words you learn in a context helps a lot. BELIEVE ME. 90% of my vocabulary is from watching TV. I used to watch them subtitled but now I use Closed Captions. I could watch them without but if there is a word I don’t know, I’ll learn the definition from the context and the spelling from the Closed Captions. Win-Win. But this also helps you to get a feeling for the natural flow of a language. You build up an intuition. One day, you’ll be able to tell if something is in the right tense or in the right order because you’ve heard it before. I’m still far away from that point, though. :/

That evil little bugger. I had to learn the hard way that you shouldn’t learn too much grammar in the beginning. Really, leave it out until you build up a good foundation of vocabularies and a general understanding of the language. I made the mistake with English and as soon I got to tenses and punctuation I got lost and just totally gave up. And as you may have noticed I still have no clue what I’m doing. Because I remember how miserably I failed the first time, even trying to fix my horrible grammar is scaring me.

My very last tip: Be patient. You won’t a learn a language overnight. Take your time. Learn in small portions, regularly, and don’t give up.

lesbianpersian  asked:

Hey Skrill, I don't hate you or anything, but maybe you should've not interacted when that person explicitly said not to? Like, I'm not saying you're a bad person or anything, but you maybe shouldn't have

Yea I shouldn’t, I realize I made a mistake
But maybe the person shouldn’t have used someone as an example and say “don’t interact me if you do this and this” instead
This is the internet, if a thing is public everyone can see it, me included
How would she think I should feel if I see “don’t interact with me if you’re you” even tho I did nothing to her? Sorry I just dislike being judged as a person without even being personally known
but anyways I deleted the post because I don’t want to harm anyone, people who dislike me included

anonymous asked:

holy crap my guy I'm Australian as well! Nice to meet someone else in the Dirk Gently fandom who lives on the same continent as me!

You would not believe how many Australian Dirk Gently fans there are, lordy may, it’s like we’ve made a decision as a continent to adopt him and Max Landis can fucking fight us. So glad you’re one of us!

Specialized Wards


The purpose of this is to just show you how I have done some of my more specialized wards in the past to give an idea of the kinds of things that you can do and what’s involved in them. The procedures for these were adjusted so that they can be used universally instead of being specific to me and my abilities. However, that means that I haven’t tested the efficacy of each when made from their new procedures. There really shouldn’t be much problem, I mean the major difference is just the way the sigils are programmed as I have a private and unique way for making sigils, but I wanted to throw the disclaimer out there anyway. Anyways, use at your own risk and I’m not responsible for anything that happens if you choose to do these. P: 

Remember that I did leave out some of the finer details to keep myself safe. 

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sweetchocobae  asked:

Southern US follower here. I'm like still so excited that you wrote a drabble with Ignis imitating his s/o with a southern accent. It has made my whole week. May I please request a drabble with them? I'm sorry, I know that's not specific. Maybe there's a misunderstanding because of accents? Whatever you can do as long as you're feeling inspired to do it suga! ;)

That’s more than enough Darlin’, I have a southern accent myself, and movin’ north brings it out a little more, or at least it’s more noticeable when I’m excited, or visit family. I’d be honored to have Iggy and his little lady have some accent fun!

I may have accidentally made her more New Orleans than originally planned.


“Careful, there Darlin’s those little mudbugs will snap you something fierce.” You called to the two youngest members of your group, before moving into the trailer,  turning to your tall boyfriend over a large pot. “Need some help, Suga?” You asked filling up another pot of water, before setting it on the burner behind his pot.

Ignis held out an arm, as you stepped into his embrace, “I do apologize, love, I’ve been trying to figure out how to get the perfect recipe for you, to remind you of home.”

You blinked up to the tall man, waiting for your pot to boil, giggling at the fact that he seemed so stressed about this. “Can I try?”

Ignis held the tasting spoon to your lips, as you tried a little of the broth for the seafood gumbo, after you suggested that Noctis wouldn’t even notice the vegetables in it. He watched as you tried placing the flavor, he figured he had everything but there was still something missing. “Love?”

You waited for a moment, before smiling, “All ya need is to dress it up with a shot of Tabaska, and you’ve got the bee’s knees, Suga.”

Ignis started, one of the things he loved about you was your adorable accents, but at times he found it rather difficult to understand what you meant. Unlike Cindy your words didn’t have a flair accent to him, sometimes words meant something completely different.  Such as when you kept referring to Noctis and Prompto as ‘Boo’, a term that simply meant someone younger than yourself. Yet you saved the term Suga for him and him alone, which he quickly grew fond of.  

Both of you turning as you heard a loud snap and then a yelp from Prompto than another from Noctis, as your feet quickly carried you outside, only to hear you yelling at the two.

“What are ya’ll! I said to be careful with those mudbugs.” Ignis heard you called, followed by Noctis and Prompto,  apologizing meekly, and Gladiolus snickering.

“Can’t hurt that bad. Fuk!” Gladiolus groaned, as Noctis and Prompto begun to laugh.

Ignis turned back to the pot, than to the spices he had, he had to admit he had never heard of this ‘Tabaska’ that you had referred to. Maybe it was something different, yet what sound similar to ‘Tabaska’?

Only to hear you come back in a few moments later, holding the large container of crayfish, as you sat it down on the countertop. “They’re fine, just a little bobo, nothing too serious. Iggy, Suga, are you fine, ya look like ya cher left the coop?”

Ignis turned to you, before back to his spices, then back to you again, “I do apologize, my love, I don’t believe I have an Tabaska, nor am I aware of what it is.”

“Ya kiddin’.” You giggled walking over, checking his spices, picking a few red bottles up, before placing them down. “Ya know they’re…oh what do ya’ll in the city call it,I guess ya ain’t. Stay here, Suga, I think I got some in my bag.”

Ignis watched as you disappeared out the screen door again, before quickly appearing with a small red bottle in your hand. Handing it over to him with a bright smile.

“A girl, gotta keep her some in her bag at all times. I’ll have Ma and them make ya a batch soon.”

Ignis took the bottle, before realizing that the item was Tobasco sauce, or Hot Sauce. “How much would you believe would be needed?”

You rinsed the crayfish off, before dumping all of them within the boiling pot, “Just a couple splashes should be fine.”

Ignis stared at you, “That’s not a measurement, love.”

You waited for the hissing of the crayfish to finally stop, before capping the lid, “Ain’t no thing such as measurements with a Gumbo, Suga, you just have to go.” You took his large hand within your own, uncapping the lid. Leading his hand over the pot, as you gave a few shakes, giving a quick stir, then holding the tasting spoon to his lips. “You first, Iggy.”

Ignis wrapped his lips around the spoon, before turning large green eyes to your own, “This is amazing, love.”

You gave a giggle mimicking his accent, a feat you did often to throw him off, “You’re not so bad yourself, love.”

Ignis chuckled, pressing his lips to your own, “Your style of cooking is amazing in itself. You’ll let me assist you with future endeavours?”

You blinked confused, waiting for the words to settle, between Ignis’s smooth accent and his extensive vocabulary there was a few times that you had to just stop attempting to figure what he meant and just ask. “What was that, Iggy?”

Ignis chuckled, pressing another kiss to your forehead this time mimicking your own accent, “I’d be honored to help you in the kitchen, Suga.”

You gave him a playful nudge, before turning to your crayfish boiling, “We got about ten minutes, I’ll tell the boys to set the table. Next time I’ll tell you how to make a Boiling Pot, Love.”

Ignis smiled, watching you leave out the screen door to set up for the evening, blowing him a kiss, “I look forward to it, Suga.”


Happy birthday to the man who motivates me everyday,

Thank you for everything you do for us! 

You helped me discover what I really want to do in life and how much it matters doing what you really want to, 

you made me realize how important it is to believe in myself and, in the meantime, remaining humble. 

Your videos made me smile, laugh, cry and they cheered me up, you were there when I needed someone to comfort me. You are my friend through the other side of the screen and I can’t express with words how much this means to me.

I don’t have any particular skills, I can’t draw that well, I can’t do amazing edits but I can write something that I mean with all my heart.

You really deserve all of our love, because you helped us, you believed in us and you still do it everyday. You’re our hero.

I could blabber on for days but I’m stopping here, so thank you so much for everything and, again, happy birthday Mark! 



The Motionless in White boards I have currently. I may make more, I may stop here. Let’s be fair though, I have enough pictures to make over a hundred boards for Ryan alone with different themes, and I’m not far behind with Ricky or Chris, so I will probably get bored and make more

Save if you like any of them, repost if you use them and please don’t steal credit. If you can’t remember who made them, you can even just put “not made by me” or some other form of the statement, but don’t try to say that you made these


I’m redoing the Kirby banners I’ve made, plus making new ones!! The more are coming soon.

As you can see, I’ve updated the text.


Four DNI banners. They say, “Please don’t interact if: your blog is nsfw/ddlg/cgl/littlespace etc. or you are an anti-sjw/terf/swerf/aphobe/biphobe/truscum/reg/etc.!”

They all use artwork from Kirby’s 25th Anniversary.

The first banner has Kirby on the sides. The background is a very light pink and the text is magenta.

The second banner has Meta Knight on the sides. The background is purple and the text is yellow.

The third banner has Waddledees on the sides. The background is a peachy orange color and the text is a more saturated orange.

The fourth banner has King Dedede himself on the sides. The background is a light-ish red, although it is not pink, and light yellow text.

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