i made this 2 to 3 months ago

slightlied  asked:

hi wrath!!! i just wanna say first that i'm so happy to have met you because u made my night all those months ago when u first commented on kic and now??? [eliza hamilton] LOOK AT WHERE WE ARE... anyway i lov u and ur high concentration of sodium chloride and ur quality tastes in art and fic and i can always trust ur recs for anything ❤️❤️❤️ anyway here we go thank u for doing this; prompt: domestic moments in your hitman's guide fic verse

HAPPY (LATE) BIRTHDAY JUS HERE’S YOUR (INCREDIBLY LATE) PRESENT

A Hitman’s Guide to Relationship Problems

Step 1: run
Step 2: keep running
Step 3: apologize for keeping secrets from your husband
Step 4: enjoy the make-up sex

For Victor’s birthday, Yuuri got him the decapitated head of one of his mortal enemies. But when Yuuri’s birthday rolls around, he finds out that Victor forgot to tell him some things. And uses his car to smuggle rifles.

“What kind of self-respecting policeman would think to check a hot pink Cadillac for illegal guns?”

Rated T, 1.7k 

Some stuff about me

I was tagged by the amazing @obsessivecompulsivespn
Rules: tag 20 people
Nicknames: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ none
Gender: Female
Star sign: Gemini
Height: 5'3
Hogwarts house: Gryffindor
Favourite animal: Tiger
Avg hours of sleep: 8
Cats or dogs: Cats
Number of blankets I sleep with: 1
Why I made this blog: to post random stuff
Dream trip: Supernatural convention and comic con
Dream job: Secret agent/spy(like in the movies)
When I made this blog: 2 years ago, but only just started using it 2 months ago
Number of followers: 124
I’ll tag: @talisren @undead-obsessive-shipper @lord-storm @in-the-beginning-of-madness @avengingangel16 @csi-baker-street-babes @halfangelhalfdemon @i-m-p-a-l-a-6-7 @wherethewildthingswerent @hauntedbymemories69 @free-bouquet-wasteland @eloisethefangirl @suckmyyareyaredick @the-girl-in-fandomland @improbablyoutofdata @itsthedarksideofthesun @super-fics @divergencethreatensthesystem @lenawiinchester @scookieez

The Types as Things People Forget Often

ENTJ: Giving things back. “Oh, I’ll give your book back. I actually haven’t started it; I’ve been really busy.”

ENTP: Responsibilities. “We had homework? Whoops. Can I copy yours?”

ENFJ: Taking tags/stickers off clothes. “I was walking around all day with this on. I didn’t even notice until you pointed it out, thanks.”

ENFP: Why they walked into a room. “I swear I needed to be in here for something. *walks out of room* *remembers*” 

ESTJ: Forgetting. “Oh, that’s the shirt you wore exactly 2 months and 3 days ago. I like it on you, by the way.”

ESTP: Passwords. ”How am I supposed to remember what I was thinking when I made this account?” 

ESFJ: What they’ve said already. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you already heard about when my dog chased that bear.”

ESFP: Names/faces. “Hey, how are you? I haven’t seen you in ages! (I have no idea who the heck they are).”

INTJ: Birthdays. “I got you this [on the way here]. Happy birthday!”

INTP: Replying to texts. “It’s fine; I’ll get it later. I should probably turn off read receipts if I’m going to keep doing this…”

INFJ: Where you parked. “I’m sure it was somewhere in the parking lot. It’s black. I think I was next to a car that had dice hanging from their mirror?”

INFP: Words. “What’s the word that is like upset but closer to uncomfortable and for whatever reason makes me think of the color green? I think it starts with S.”

ISTJ: Watching things you suggested. “I just haven’t gotten around to it.” (not at all from experience)

ISTP: Plans. “I definitely didn’t forget we were going to dinner. I’ll be there soon.”

ISFJ: Setting an alarm. “Shoot, I forgot to remind myself to remember!”

ISFP: Song titles/lyrics. “Who sings this? Wait, don’t tell me. I know this. I know this.

Discriminating douchebag gets served

I was talking to this guy on the internet for a couple of years, and he started being a total dick during the second year. It wasn’t even gradual, he just snapped over the smallest things. (ex: we used to be in an online relationship, and I once took a break to get my shit together. I didn’t respond to some of his messages because I was out with my friends more and he accused me of hating him, cheating on him, and being a whore).

I tried very hard for the longest time to keep it on good terms, but even a joke and he’d snap. He’d make all sorts of rude comments about my sexuality, gender, suicide, racism, etc. He even sent a picture of a mutilated kitten and threatened that I’d look the same if I ignored him again (after I didn’t respond for 2 minutes) and made many violently sexual threats. I decided after 6 months of everlasting patience that I had enough evidence. After I made it clear that I didn’t want to keep in touch, he decided he’s harass me constantly. I blocked him and he continually found all of my social medias and kept making new accounts to harass me with.

Finally I said to myself, “It’s time.”

I went on omegle and gave away his social media and contact information advertising hookups and doing the same on various other sites as well. This was about 3 months ago and 1 month ago he called me claiming to be sorry.

I decided to test the waters, and whaddya know, no changes.

I was feeling especially evil, so I went through facebook and some name searching and going off of the information I already knew about him, I found ways to contact his parents, brother, and sister. Impressive, since he lives across the country and I didn’t know his last name. So I collect many folders containing a gargantuan amount of screenshots, hookup ads that I made, a couple of his nudes, and watched the magic happen.

He hasn’t contacted me since.

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LATER ON AT SCHOOL…

SONG: so what is it that you two want with Pepsi? you haven’t even told me!

EMILY: well… i cannot deny that he is an absolute radiant beauty of blondness and freckles but… we really want to join his anime club…

SONG: that’s it?! seriously?! just ask him if you can join then!

ETHAN: it’s not as easy as that, is it Emily?! everytime we try to, we just get intimidated by his good looks!

RFA+V+SAERAN: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

A/N: Here guys, I wrote this MONTHS ago (like right before we made the blog. It’s kinda like a part 2 to the one I wrote about who’s a doodler or a writer) And I figured i could give y’all something to read <3 ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

               -Pretty sure I’ve already established that this guy is a DOODLER

               -He’d doodle anything and everything

               -Stars, MC and himself, animals

               -Tries his hardest to professionally draw his LOLOL character

               -He’s the type to write out his characters stats on said piece of paper

               -  Kind of like Dungeons and Dragons

               -No inch of the paper is left blank

               -It makes no difference to him if the doodles overlap, they’re all beautiful in his eyes!!

               - Yoosung, sweetie, we can’t hang this up in a museum I’m sorry

*ZEN:

               -Are you kidding

               -Rewriting your lines is the best way to memorize them!

               -Some of the lines are written multiple times in a row

               -Others, you can’T EVEN READ THEM

               -ZEN AT LEAST BE ORGANIZED ABOUT THIS???

               -They’re written up, down, side-ways, diagonal (how do you read this, I’d get a headache)

               -“Babe, can you help me with this? Just read it and tell me if I’ve gotten it right!”

               -Uh, yeah, okay sure um lmao

               -You’re turning the paper around in circles to read the lines

               -“NEXT TIME WILL YOU JUST WRITE NORMALLY”

*JAEHEE:

               -Poor baby is so over worked, she’d probably be so confused over a blank piece of paper

               -“This…. is blank?? Shouldn’t there be reports printed on this so I can proofread?? What is hAPPENING”

               -Honestly just stares at the paper for a while before it finally clicks

               -“Hey, I don’t have to work on this, this is GREAT why don’t I have MORE blank pages of paper????”

               - Uses it as scratch paper to test if her pens are working

               -Doodles little angry emoticons every time she thinks about Jumin and his stupid projects

               -Really has no other use for this blank piece of paper

               -Doesn’t want to use it for work but also just….doesn’t…know…what to do

               -Yet, every time she comes across one in a folder, she brightens up a little

*JUMIN:

               -“This… is blank. This should not be blank. Who compiled this folder? Did they mean to leave a blank page at the end? Why is it-” JUMIN P L E A S E

               -No more files to look through? No more reports?

               -Welp, this blank page is now filled with more information on the project he was working on at the time

               -Hand writes notes on the paper and keeps it with the file

               - Why can’t you…I dunno… do something fun with it

               - Dammit Jumin

               -If he isn’t using the paper for notes, he’s using it to keep track of his future project ideas

               - “Cat hotels, cat wine, cat cat cat cat

               -Makes sure he finds this piece of paper is as organized and pretty as he finds Elizabeth the Third MC

*SAEYOUNG:

               -Memes

               -Seriously what else is he gonna do with his spare time

               -If he’s (surprisingly) not drawing memes on said piece of paper, he’ll write on it

               -…..write….in….BINARY

               -“Saeyoung you keep handing me this paper but I have no idea what it says”

               -“Figure it out :^)”

               -He likes to see how frustrated you get when you spend hours trying to figure it out on your own

               -You’d just Google it but he shut off the WiFi

               -He’s decided that he’ll write cute little messages in binary every time he finds a blank piece from now on

               -“This better not be a meme in binary, Saeyoung.” “MC! I would NEVER!”

               - Okay but this dork actually writes such sweet things to you, and can’t wait until you actually figure it out

*V:

               -“??? MC? Why are you handing me a blank piece of paper?”

               -Will probably be confused as well, but will quickly think of something to do

               -If you’re sitting with him, he’ll ask you to play silly little games with him!!

               -Tic-tac-toe! Dots and boxes! Pictionary!

               -Loves to mess with you when you play

               -“MC, look out the window, do you see that bird? Isn’t it beautiful? What are you talking about? I’ve had this many boxes before you turned around”

               - Always smiles and laughs, giving himself away

               -If you aren’t around to play, he’ll probably write cute messages for you to find around the house

*SAERAN:

               -“Saeran! Here! Draw your feelings on this piece of paper!!!”

               - Saeyoung, that’s a bad idea…

               -He’ll accept the paper, but waits until his brother leaves the room

               -Doesn’t draw on it, but scribbles words onto it that he hides from you

               -He calls Saeyoung back into the room as he folds the paper into an airplane

               -Aims for his “Idiot Brother’s” face

               -Leaves the room in disgust when Saeyoung starts to pout and fake cry

               - Y'all know the paper just had a big “Fuck You” written on it

               -You can’t even deny it

Hey guys, my Conspiracy crew, can you do something for me? For yourselves? For literally everyone on this site? Please don’t fight with strangers on the Internet. After all these years I still don’t understand why we’re doing this. There are SO many people on this site that don’t like what we have to say and you know what? That’s perfectly fine. Don’t fight them. Don’t call them names. And you know what else? Don’t stick up for yourselves when they do it to you. Yeah. I’m suggesting you take it.

Everyone on this site is trying to have fun. I get dragged all the time but I’ve never once, not once in a year on this site, engaged someone who vehemently disagreed with me. Anyone can check my blog, you’ll never find an example of me 1) attaching myself to other’s posts to disrespect them 2) publishing hateful anons 3) Calling anyone names 4) giving the microphone to people who don’t like me. It’s not hard.

I once lost 40 followers in one day a few months ago because I stuck up for a Sheriarty blog who, I believed, made a good point. And you know what? Good. I didn’t want those people on my blog anyways.

People are going to attack you all day long. Stay in your own lane. Use the appropriate tags. Don’t take everything personally. We’re here to have fun. How can you possibly have fun arguing with strangers about a TV show? Block who you need to. Avoid certain tags.

People are going to read your blog. They decide if they like what you have to say or if they don’t. The choice is always theirs. No need to assert your ideas to people who don’t agree with you or don’t like what you have to say. Those who want to listen, they will stay. And, honestly, most of those bloggers you don’t like will leave you alone if you leave them alone.

You don’t have to listen to anything i just said, if you don’t want to. This is just a suggestion. But I’m having a great time on this site because I get back what I put in.

Everybody Needs Good Neighbors. – Chapter One.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Plus Size Reader.

Warnings: Language, Light Violence (reader gets punched), Mild Smut.

Word Count: 2.4k.

AN: This is an AU, also it’s my first time writing Dean or anything for spn so bare with me. I’m hoping this series will have about 5 chapters, if you would like to be tagged in future chapters just let me know.

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You moved to Kansas about 2 years ago.
Which is when you met your ridiculously attractive next door neighbor, of course he asked if you needed help, you said yes when you couldn’t see his gorgeous face because your vision was blocked by a stack of boxes, he saw you struggling and flew in to help the damsel in distress.

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An open call for episode transcripts from our Travelers, struggles in creating the Penumbra as a small team, and why we need your help

UPDATE: Some extremely generous fans have stepped up to organize @thepenumbrapodcasttranscripts , so please head over there if you would like to participate! We are deeply touched by the speedy response to this post.

Hey there Travelers,

Kevin here. Over the thirteen months since the Penumbra’s first episode, we’ve received a lot of requests from fans for access to episode transcripts. Many of you have contacted us with well-reasoned arguments about accessibility for those with hearing and processing disabilities. Many of you have expressed frustration about the $7 Patreon reward level, at which donating patrons get to look at the scripts the actors see.

We’ve stayed quiet on this so far, but we haven’t been ignoring you. We recognize your frustration. We apologize if the packaging of our show has made you feel like we don’t notice you, or listen to you, or care about you. We do. Internally we’ve been discussing this for months – and after debating it and trying a lot of things, we’ve come to what we think is the only conclusion that makes sense given our situation. I’ll tell you the conclusion first, and then move backward to our reasoning:

We are asking for help from you, the fans, in making these transcripts a reality. If fans create a tumblr or website that features fan-made transcripts of every episode, we will gladly post a link to it on our website and promote it whenever a new transcript has been completed.

We have asked for this from you all before, but it understandably got lost in the weeks and months that have passed since. As a result, should fans express interest in creating transcripts, we will be reblogging this post once every two weeks until all of the transcripts have been completed.

We recognize that it is frustrating not having the supports you need to access our show as others can. We recognize that asking fans to create those supports is also frustrating. Please know that we are frustrated, too. We are living a very uncomfortable, very difficult reality in creating this show, and up until now we’ve kept the details of that reality invisible to you all. But if I can ask for just a few minutes of your understanding, I hope I can communicate clearly about the obstacles in the way of us creating these transcripts, which are also, not coincidentally, the biggest threats to the Penumbra’s continued existence in general.

What follows is an in-depth look at my reasoning. If you’re satisfied with the above, hey, skip it! You can find the couple of transcripts we had time to make here (as well as one by a fan who asked to be credited as subtlepuns), so go for it, work together, create a platform for them, and feel free to use what we’ve made to get you started. If you’re still bothered, or you don’t understand why we can’t just make all the transcripts ourselves, I ask only that you read and think about our position, here. It is not one made hastily.

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Idk what the fuck is going on with me but I’m kinda freaking the shit out.

I’m either imagining things too much or maybe it’s a sign of something..? I think this all started in august? So, heh. You should know that I always sleep with a nightlight on because if not, I can see things in the dark moving around or a human figure which scares me. Buuuut one night in august, I felt like I could sleep without the nightlight on and I gave it a try. I think I woke up around 2 am and that’s when I saw a dragonfly, in my room. Just flying in the air right in front of my face. I remember the way it was perfectly formed and the small details and the way the wings moved so fast, EVERYTHING! But I couldn’t make out the colors because it was dark, though I have a window so I could see a little light that the moon gave.

The weird thing about this was it wasn’t making any noise at all, it was staring at me with those pitch black eyes and it wasn’t moving at all (except for its wings) until I moved or tried to touch it or turn on the light. But every time I made a move, it would always fade away.

First time I saw it, I was shocked. I didn’t move for probably 2 minutes because I just couldn’t understand how the heck a dragonfly got into my room when I had my door and window closed. But as soon as it disappeared, I always shrugged it off and then went back to sleep.

1 hour later, 3 am. I woke up again. I see the dragonfly again but this time on my left side and closer to my face. It disappeared when I made a move. I fell back to sleep again. Then it happened again when it was 4 am. And that was a month ago and it didn’t come back until yesterday. The same thing happened and it only happens when I don’t have the light on. The fact that it only wakes me up around 3 am and 3 times is actually kinda interesting. Is this happening to you too or something similar to this? Ik some of you might not believe in me and I don’t blame you for that because this sounds too ridiculous but I am gonna be honest with you that this is more than 100% real.

Burned Pt. 1 [M]

Genre: Smut/angst

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Triggers: drinking, sex, dom/sub sexual relations

Word Count: 5.5k

A/N: based off a post I made a few days ago and encouraged by. This is my first time writing smut so please be kind to me. I’m still learning the ropes haha. 

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Everything about the drive home was the same and for that you were thankful. It had been months since the last time you saw the familiar buildings of your hometown. The farmer’s market was in full swing and you were tempted to stop by, but you knew your mother would kill you if you showed up later. 4 hours late, in fact. You probably should have called. You didn’t mind the lecture that was sure to commence once you got home because it was the first time you were able to sleep in for months. You were in your first year of medical school and it was taking a toll on you. Between work and school you barely had time for anything, or anyone. Luckily, the national holiday came right at the perfect time and you managed to squeeze in a trip home, not minding the long drive each way. Hopefully, your mother had prepared your favorite meal because it’s been awhile since you ate something that didn’t come from plastic packaging.

As you pulled down your childhood street you saw the familiar commotion of seven boys playing basketball in your driveway. Taehyung, your younger brother, had begged your dad for two years for a hoop. After Tae broke his elbow from building a makeshift one out of a ladder and a laundry basket your father finally caved in. The six boys playing with your brother were his childhood best friends. They’ve stuck together through everything, from dating each other’s exes, to going away to separate universities. You had never seen friendship like that and you would be lying to yourself if you didn’t feel a little bit jealous. None of your friendships had lasted that long and you hoped that nothing would ever get in between theirs.

The sudden sound of loud thumping on the hood of your car scared the shit out of you. When you looked up, you saw your brother’s boxy grin staring back at you. “If you dent my car you’re going to have to pay for it, you little shit,’ you threatened.

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So I made this for a friend who managed to sprain her collarbone in her sleep, break her arm AT the hospital, catch poison ivy, injure her rib, and is now starting to come down with strep throat. (This was all like 2 months ago)
I redid the colouring 3 times, but I’m happy with the final outcome, and I think she will be too!