i made this awhile ago but never posted it


My favorite part of [voicing Darth Maul for Lego Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Out] had to be that “I’m So Awesome” song, of course. But I’ve done these Star Wars jobs for awhile now, and I’m a Star Wars fan, so I daresay I know Star Wars pretty well. So to be able to kind of poke fun at it is a good time, especially when you don’t really go too far with it. I have tremendous respect for George Lucas and Star Wars, but yeah, to take a not so serious approach to it is definitely a rare opportunity. - Sam Witwer [x]


Awhile ago I saw @portentous-offerings make a post about how Marinette’s parents would react if they found out she was ladybug in response to an anon question, and she said something about her parents sending food with her on patrols to share with Chat Noir and it made me think about how touched he would be if parents who’ve never even met him were looking out for him when he barely even has one parent on his side at home. 

We Meet Again Pt. 2

Over You

(Continuation of: http://gilinskysukulele.tumblr.com/post/136286872789/you-and-jack-have-been-dating-for-3-years-and-you )

A/N: Wrote this awhile ago but never posted it. Enjoy the drama that is about to unfold my loves :) Requests are now open. xx 

Something about today just made me feel different. Or maybe I’ve felt this way for a while now. Whatever it was, I liked it. I felt in control. I felt like I was me again. Nothing could change that. Not even Jack Gilinsky.

It’s been over a year since we broke up and since I caught him cheating on me with Madison. I cringe at the image of them together in our bed. But this whole experience made me realize that he was holding me back. I spent so much time worrying about what Jack wants or what Jack needs. When I should have been worried about what I wanted and what I needed. And what I needed back then was to get as far away from him as possible. And what I want right now is for that to stay that way for a long time.

We haven’t spoken since that day. Well, that’s not true. The last time I spoke to him was when I went over to our apartment with Sammy to get all of my things. It wasn’t the kind of conversation he wanted I know that for sure. It was more of “here’s what I’m taking and here’s what you can keep.” Then handing him a list and emphasizing that he should be happy to be keeping our California King sized bed. I still remember Sammy trying his best not to laugh at Jack’s dumbfounded expression. Sammy’s laugh reassured me that I was going to be okay. And I was. He was a big part of helping me get over Jack.  

Well after some awkward exchanges and Jack begging me to stay, I managed to get all of my stuff back. And that was the last time I ever saw him. Sammy sees him all the time, but that’s because they’re childhood friends. I did ask Sammy to not share any information about my whereabouts with him. After all, he didn’t deserve to know at least that.

I started living with Sammy at his request because he felt like I would distance myself from him because of the fact that him and Jack were still friends. To be honest, I’m glad he convinced me to stay with him because I would have left everyone behind in search of a new beginning. But Sammy still made that possible. It did not take long for me to forget about Jack.

The only way I could let go of what happened was if I forgave him. And I did. I realized that I was more hurt over the fact that he chose someone else over me. I figured it was a girl thing. When a guy cheats on you, you start wondering about yourself and what made him come to this point. And what was the reason that made him cheat on you in the first place. Was it your hair? Your eyes? Did I not have big breasts? Was my butt not big enough? Was it my smile?

Then I remembered that I was questioning myself over a guy. I wasn’t created to be that “girl” that he wanted. I was created to be the girl I wanted. The girl I was comfortable with. The girl that made me happy; someone independent and intelligent. I was perfect for me. And just like that I was over him.

Everything exciting happened when I started dating Sammy.

We started going on dates way before we actually started calling them that. Everyone assumed we were together because we lived together. And eventually it just became that way. I found out Sammy liked me from his best friend Anastasia. She spilled everything to me much to Sammy’s dismay. But I fell for him the moment I noticed all the little things. He went out of his way for me. Sort of what I did for Jack, only difference is that I would go out of my way for Sammy. And then everything fell into place.

Living together became a sleepover every day. We would go out to eat or stay in and cook. Movie nights or movie days. He’d even come to work with me on his day offs and my best friend Lindsey and I loved having him with us. He definitely had a sense of fashion once he got over his bleached hair and helped us a lot when it came to putting together blog ideas. But he was just full of joy, he lit up every room he walked in. And I finally felt like I was somewhere good.

“Hey babe, Lindsey called. She said she tried to get a hold of you for ten minutes now. Where’s your phone?” Sammy yelled from outside of our room.

“What? I can barely hear you,” I yelled back from the closet.

He followed the trail of my voice and found me sitting on the floor. “Lindsey’s been calling you, where’s your phone?” He repeated, chuckling at me on the floor doing my makeup. “Why are you on the floor? You do have a chair for a reason.”

Since Sammy and I started dating, we decided to get a house. The apartment will forever be missed but it was time to expand and he was someone I was willing to do it with. The closet I was currently in was a walk in closet, which was why there was always yelling in this house. It had to be my dream home. Black and White everything with some pink here and there in the closet and everything that was mine. Sammy on the other hand chose blue for his things. It was the most agreeable and cutest décor I’ve ever seen.

“I was plucking my eyebrows because there were one or two hairs that grew back and I couldn’t see sitting down on the chair. So I sat here and ended up getting lazy,” I lost my train of thought as I finished my eyeliner and moved on to mascara.

“So you stayed on the floor? What am I going to do with you?” He laughed and reached over to the vanity grabbing the phone.

“I didn’t hear it ring,” I looked up at him innocently. But I lied. If I pretended I didn’t hear my phone, then that would buy me extra time.

Lindsey and I were having our typical girls’ night or day because it was around lunchtime. We never planned anything on these little adventures of ours, only to get dressed and then find somewhere random that we’ve never been to and go eat there. Then we’d do whatever we wanted after that. I mean you’re never too young or old to explore and L.A. was the place to do it.

I always thought that’s what made us different from everyone else. We were still the biggest kids at heart. And it was the biggest kids who had the biggest hearts.

“Of course you didn’t,” he said sarcastically. “Hey it’s going to be kind of windy out tonight, there might be a storm. I told Lindsey to make sure you guys don’t get too wild tonight.” He sat behind me and watched me do my makeup in the mirror.

“Thanks babe,” I managed to say with my mouth open as I finished my mascara. I heard Sammy laughing behind me. “I try my best not to make the face okay.” Sammy continued to laugh. He didn’t understand how there was always the mouth gaping expression girls made when doing their mascara. As much as you try to hide it from your boyfriend, you find yourself doing it. I mean this might be the only way your mascara comes out perfectly.

“What are you wearing tonight babe?” Sammy wrapped his arms around my waist behind me and rested his chin on my shoulder, watching as I put on lipstick.

“Probably the new top I bought which would be perfect for this weather.” I pointed at the black long sleeve that covered my chest but exposed a good portion of my back.

“You’re going to look so cute,” his sound was muffled as he dug his face into my shoulder and I let out a small laugh at how he was trying to distract me. “Y/N some of the boys are coming over later. Nate said he’s going to come over in a bit because Lindsey is going to be with you,” he whispered.

“Just please make sure Nate doesn’t get drunk again and start making out with the furniture. He used my favorite lipstick!” I exclaimed. That was a night I’ll never forget. Nate tried to convince me that it was definitely his color, but it wasn’t and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. When you had a few glasses of wine and it’s 2 am, everything just seems funnier even when it’s not. Like Nate wearing my lipstick and getting it all over the pillows. That was the best night ever. He still denies it. And that was just last week.

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t get into your makeup,” Sammy giggled.

“How did he even know where to look?” I laughed with him.

“Honestly, I don’t know and I don’t want to know.”

I got up only to see Sammy still holding onto me like a little kid. I tried shaking him off but it only made him hold on tighter. RING


“Sammy go get the door! I’m not dressed! And if it’s Lindsey say I’m like down the street or something, she’s going to kill me if I’m not done!” I ran to the chair grabbing the black long sleeved.

“No fair. I was waiting for you to get changed! I’m not going until you change,” he winked at me.


“Sammy! GO!” I yelled at him to go.

“Come here,” he pulled me in for a quick kiss. His lips were always warm and welcoming, even if it was just for a second. And he always tasted like strawberries. I grabbed him again as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I held his face pushing myself on him.


He pulled away giving me a quick peck on my forehead as the doorbell interrupted us. I laughed noticing he was smothered in lipstick.

I quickly took off my robe and put on the long sleeved shirt. Then grabbed a pair of light washed ripped skinny jeans and put them on worrying about if Lindsey would come upstairs and throw a fit because I wasn’t done. Or maybe it was Nate. I prayed that it was Nate.

I grabbed a pair of black heels and sat down on the chair of my vanity to hook them up. I folded my jeans satisfied with how cute everything looked. I wiped off the lipstick and reapplied to look a bit more put together and not like I just made out with my boyfriend. I imagined Nate or Linds laughing when they saw him. But he would be too clueless to realize. I opted for a matte red instead of my usual pink. It suited my olive skin tone, but so did the red. I grabbed a diamond choker and quickly hooked the back of it. I put some diamond studs on and took my curlers out, spraying some hairspray. Standing in front of the mirror, my outfit was perfect.

All that was left was to run downstairs and hope that Lindsey did not try to kill me.


           “Y/N! Lindsey keeps texting me for you to hurry up!” Sammy yelled from downstairs.

“Calm down I’m finished,” I made my way down the stairs then quickly opening my purse and throwing my lipstick in. Looking up, my eyes met with a familiar pair of dark brown eyes.

“Y/N,” he said almost breathless, but so was I.

“Jack,” I managed to let his name escape my mouth.

Studyblr intro post!!

Hello studyblr community!! I made this sideblog a few weeks ago (already reblogging, hehe) but have just now had the time (and courage!) for a formal intro post!

A bit about me!

♡My name is Mary! (she/her)

♡I’m nineteen years old

♡I love to read, write, and learn languages!!

♡I also like cooking ^-^;; I used to have more hobbies but I haven’t done much with these in awhile >.>

♡I’m a university student in the US

♡I’m currently in my third year of university

♡I’m majoring in philology– basically languages, linguistics, literature, and culture courses! I also have minors in Medieval Studies and German~

♡I’m a Gryffindor (but I never match the Gryffindor study descriptions…)

♡My native language is English, but I can also speak some German (about B1 level), have some passive Swedish knowledge, have taken a year each of Japanese and Latin, and am now taking Norwegian! I’m interested in a lot of languages, though, haha! 

Why did I make a studyblr?

When I came to university I was 16 and I honestly had no idea how to study. I had a weird high school experience where I was ostensibly homeschooled, but I did everything on my own and was alone pretty much always, doing everything on my own time. I had no idea how to adjust to the structure of a real class schedule. Everything I’ve learned since then has been through trial and error. I struggle a lot with depression and anxiety issues (which were also undiagnosed till the end of freshman year) which of course made it all worse. I’ve become a lot better since freshman year, and now I’m really working on becoming an even better student, managing my time more efficiently, getting more out of my classes, excelling in more difficult subjects, etc.! The studyblr community has already given me so much inspiration and helpful information towards these goals. I can’t wait to be part of it all!

What do I post?

This blog will be:

♡a record of my own studying

♡something of a langblr! I imagine lots of my posts will be about languages bc that’s a lot of what I study

♡a place where I gather posts I find inspiring, motivational, and useful, especially:

♡study tips + strategies

♡mental health tips, especially directed at students

♡tips for scheduling and productivity (including printouts etc.)

♡positivity posts/edits

♡well of course some pleasing aesthetics

♡things are gonna be in light blue a lot bc I love light blue a LOT

Blogs that inspire me!

@emmastudies @sprachtraeume @textbookellie @studyblr @areistotle @athxnasdaughtxr @acaedmic @studyblrmasterposts @motivatemycollegelife @studyandtea @hardworkign @caffestudy @fuckstudy @studink @studywithmariana @study-spo @jennystudy @studypool @sleepystvdying @rivkahstudies @letslearnnorwegian @space-ace-studies @logicallylearning @behindonstudying @amethystudent @deskdays @the-girlygeek @lavenderlangblr @lingasms

Woah alright

So I’m know for being hardly emotional, rarely crying but just awhile ago I wrestled with my sister (and usually being the one who pretends to lose, I decided that her ego was getting overboard and that she had to be put down). I won then exited the room only to return to hug her to make sure I didn’t hurt her or anything. I was about to start crying because the last thing I wanted was for my sister to get injured because of me or at all!

nxwscream  asked:

Hey, so this is pertaining to a post you made awhile ago (or reblogged) regarding mountain lions in Massachusetts. I live in Western Mass. My dad and I were talking about this the other day, and he’s seen 1 before. The thing is, we don’t say there are any because they might primarily travel/not solely live in the state. And, it would be expensive to track the maybe 4 or 5 that are in our area. ((I’ve never seen one however.))

The government says there is no “reproducing population of mountain lions in Massachusetts” but that’s not to say there have never been sightings since the last one was officially killed. In fact, there have been 2 confirmed sightings in Massachusetts. MassWildlife uses 2 classes to identify sightings: 

Class 1 Confirmations - evidence requirements: 1. The body of a dead mountain Lion, or a live wild-captured animal, is available for examination. 2. Photos, including video, in which a Mountain Lion can be identified and MassWildlife can confirm the location. 3. DNA evidence from hair, scat, etc. is available for analysis by two independent labs.

Class 2 Confirmations - evidence requirements: 1. Track sets or photos of track sets, verified by two qualified professionals approved by MassWildlife. 2. Other tangible physical evidence verified by two qualified professionals approved by MassWildlife.

The first confirmed report was from 1997 where scat was found and sent to a lab. The results came back positive for mountain lion DNA. The second case was in 2011 where prints were found and photographed. Both of these were around Quabbin Reservoir. The most important evidence of a mountain lion in our area is the case of the Connecticut mountain lion which was struck and killed by an SUV in Milford, CT. DNA was taken and labs were able to determine that this specific young male made his journey from Wisconsin. In fact, evidence suggests this cat was the same one that left prints in Massachusetts in the second case.

These are the only confirmed cases but MassWildlife reports to get sightings quite often. MassWildlife states the most common animals that are misidentified for being mountain lions are bobcats, coyotes and house cats.

Crime Sorcière Headcanons

Okay, so I made these awhile ago, but I never posted them because I have the attention span of an unlaced shoe. So, here they are.

·      Even though Erik and Sorano are very snarky, Sawyer is the absolute snarkiest member of the guild

·      Jellal’s punishment for minor infractions is making the others wear the pumpkin head – King Toma fully supports this, and has given him twelve of the pumpkin heads, just in case

·      Merudy routinely uses her Sensory Link abilities to bully her guild mates – she threatens Macbeth with coffee, Erik with absurdly loud noises, and Sawyer with being stuck in mud

·      Richard hugs everyone whenever he can for whatever reason

·      Sorano actually thinks the capes are cool – she just likes complaining

·      Jellal almost always offers their opponents a chance to redeem themselves (they usually refuse) – the one time he didn’t was when CS ran into a Dark Guild working with Bosco’s slave trade, selling children

·      No member of CS has any idea what a rhinoceros looks like

·      Macbeth likes dry foods, because all other foods make him feel less sleepy

·      Ultear keeps tabs on the other members of CS until the day she dies

·      Sawyer is very annoyed that Jellal didn’t have to use Meteor to dodge his attacks

·      Macbeth has an enormous crush on Jellal and stalks him whenever he’s with Erza

·      Merudy has made an official guild rule that states that every time Jellal starts blaming himself for something that isn’t his fault, he is to be kicked in the shins

·      Sorano has a crush on Gray, but still thinks he and Juvia make a cute couple

·      Richard routinely visits Lamia Scale and Mermaid Heel to see Jura and Millianna

·      A misunderstanding once caused Merudy to go after Kagura with a chainsaw (the situation was cleared up by Jellal, but Erik still brings it up for laughs)

·      Sorano and Sawyer have a bet going on concerning whether or not Jellal is gay (Richard may also be involved, but he denies it)

·      All of the former Oración Seis are extremely loyal to Jellal and CS in general, even if they don’t show it

·      Merudy once dyed everyone else’s hair pink, just to see if anyone would notice (when questioned, Sorano just said “On Wednesdays, we wear pink”)

·      Macbeth has the weirdest friendship with Laki, and absolutely no one is comfortable with it

·      Jellal doesn’t drink, which is good, because he has absolutely no alcohol tolerance

·      Erik once got so annoyed with his guild mates that he threatened to go join Blue Pegasus (Jellal made him stay there for a week, and Erik never forgave him for it)

·      Erik and Merudy can both see and hear Mavis, though neither knows why, and Richard is often aware of her presence, though he himself can’t see or hear her

·      Every time someone asks about Jellal and Erza’s relationship, Erik and Sorano put on the most overdramatic reenactment possible

·      Whenever Merudy, Macbeth, and Sorano have girl talk, Macbeth drags Jellal along too, refusing to stop until he “grows some balls”

·      Sawyer is the sanest member out of all of them

·      Erik thinks that Wendy is the most badass of all the Slayers and will not let anyone argue with him (not that anyone would…)


To start off, I’m going to this this weekend has been the absolute best weekend of my entire life and Taylor Alison Swift is the best idol in the ENTIRE WORLD.
Let’s rewind to Wesnesday at 3:30 pm.
I got a phone call from a random number with the location “TN, USA” I didn’t think anything of it and I actually contemplated whether or not I should answer it or not, but I’m so glad I did. When I answered I gave a confused “hello?” and the response took my breath away. The girl on the other line spoke, “Hi is this Amanda Sinishtaj? (she couldn’t say my last name but WHATEVER.) This is ____ from Taylorswift.com.” I lost my breath and couldn’t breathe but still didn’t think any thing of it, but the thought of meeting Taylor was in the back of my mind. After answering a few questions, the girl in the phone said, LAST QUESTION, “how BIG of a Taylor Swift fan are you?” I lost it. I cried and shook and couldn’t breathe. ____ said she wanted to invite me to a top secret confidential event involving Taylor Swift and I lost it. She asked me if I could back it to Nashville in 4 days and without hesitation I said YES. I told her I always thought I was invisible and when I asked her how she found me she said, “well 1) Taylor Connect, and 2) A certain someone may have given us your Instagram name.” I cried and cried and that was the end of that. I couldn’t breathe or concentrate in school for those two torturous days but I made it.
Sunday I flew to Nashville and was shaking the whole way through. First stop when we landed, Country Music Hall of Fame. I saw Taylor’s iconic sparkly guitar, her handwritten Tim McGraw lyrics, and MUCH MORE. The Taylor Swift education center is amazing btw. Got to my hotel, got ready, and left at 3 to meet at our secret location before heading to Taylor’s parents’ house. We sang and cried the whole way there and created a bond with other swifties (#1989bus2). When we arrived to the house we all lost it. We tried to hold it in as we were metal detected and searched. They confiscated all of our stuff and sent us in. We hungout by the pool and bar area and they had supplied us with SO MUCH FOOD. chicken nuggets, pizza, sliders, sushi, steak, diet coke, etc. We sat by and took Polaroids and did interviews before getting to go inside. As soon as we got in we walked into a small living room with pillows layers out on the floor and we all took a seat. I was front row and not even 1 foot away from Taylor. We sat impatiently and waited while listening to music. Without an introduction Taylor walked in and we all went nuts! People cried, screamed, laughed, and we all totally just lost it. Taylor wore a black romper, super high heels, and red lipstick and looked so flawless. She sat down and not even a minute after she sat down she looked at me and screamed, “AMANDAAAA!!!!” I cried and cried and was so shocked. I’m serious I’ve never been that happy. Taylor talked for awhile and then took a moment of silence for Becky’s death. Taylor talked about Instagram and pointed out that my Instagram post of me crying during the livestream is what got me at the event. It’s amazing knowing that just posting that photo 5 days ago got me to meet Taylor Swift. Taylor showed us the whole album and head banged and danced the whole time. Then she got up for an intertermition and grabbed trays of cookies and Rice Krispies that she made and handed them out to people. She’s so normal. She just walked around like she wasn’t a 7 time grammy winner and handed out snacks to everyone while showing off her adorable kitten Olivia, who is indeed 4 months old according to Taylor. I asked Taylor about the Rice Krispies and she have me the ingredients! Not gonna lie I barely listened because I was too busy admiring her. Then she sat down, played the rest of the album, and then the last dance was iconic. She played shake it off and we all stood up in the living room and danced our butts off with Taylor. The floor shook so bad I thought it was going to crack. Then we all went back outside and lined to for Polroids. As soon as I walked in the room Taylor yelled “MY BUDDY!!!!! Aw my AMANDAAA!” and we hugged and I told her how much she meant to me. I brought up how much my sister loved her and she offered to give her a gift bag. I told her about my best friend mackenzie and told her how Tied Together with a Smile was my anthem. She gave me a sincere aw and hugged me. Then she started grabbing her foot so I asked “does your foot hurt?” she was like “No! I just do that a lot.” I laughed and said “ME TOO! sometimes I balance on one foot because it feels good.” and she yelled “SAME.” and we bonded over that. Then she asked how we wanted to pose and she asked if I wanted to hold her grammy. ITS SO HEAVY. We posed she hugged me and we exchanged I love yous. Then before I walked out the door Taylor said “See ya online” with a wink. I walked out and got interviewed, hopped on the bus, and got to my hotel. It was absolutely the best day of my life.
Thank you so much Taylor Alison Swift for giving me this weekend. I love you.

sclipire  asked:

🐱!! (past animals and stuff)

(( I made a post on this centuries ago and I’d love to redraw it when my dilemma is through! :D But basically Den has never really “owned” any pets, shit just ended up following him for awhile and he tolerated it. None at the moment though. But he had a snake at one point {extremely evil snek 🐍} and a cat that was actually a nagual/twas some dude’s animagus! Just to name a few. They could leave whenever they wanted though!))

I’d really like more size 24+ people in pastels on my blog, more fat brown men covered in white wispy silk sheets, more people in wheelchairs or other mobility aids with vines of blooming flowers around them, more trans ladies dressed as airy fairies and nypmhs, more folx with topical skin discolorations sipping from tea cups, more non-binary pinups, just more.

I made a post calling for submissions awhile ago and never saw any, so if I can help facilitate the creation of these images in some way, let me know. The job of inclusion here is one that is never done.

timer-the-bunneh  asked:

Did you ever determine where W2H2 takes place timeline-wise? Or is it still a secret?

I feel like I made a post explaining my really boring thought process about this awhile ago, but the short answer is I haven’t decided yet. That’s why you only see Jonathan’s headphone chord leading into his hoodie pocket…. You never really see what they’re plugged into! Is it an iPod? Is it a CD player? Is it a Walkman? Is it a portal to another dimension?!! We’ll never know.