another look at me trying something new with my bullet journal. i tried to be neat, but that didn’t exactly happen much oops? at least it was fun making this spread! (too many bujo pics sRRY, I’LL POST SMTH ELSE SOON)
What do you think of moon conjunct pluto? It's one of my favourite aspects :)
i have this placement. the moon is the mother, and whenever planets are conjunct, they hold hands so cant do anything independently, they always work together. so the mother is usually very intense and possibly controlling in some way of what you see and don’t see. pluto is plunged into the deep blue waters of moonlit water than encompass the moon, making the planet extremely potent in terms of emotion. when you feel things, you feel them hard. transforming is an emotional transcendence. i recently bought a reading from @astrologymarina (you should check her out, she’s wonderful. i hope she doesn’t mind me sharing this little extract with you) and she wrote this in my report:
turns things to their extreme. In combination with the Moon, you either bury
your feelings or let them all out at once, in a sort of purge. You have a hard
time trusting others and letting them in, because you are generally suspicious
of people’s motives. You may have had a mother that
constantly intruded on your privacy, which now gives you this strong need to
keep your feelings secret. Because you often experience such strong emotions
but are able to keep them bottled up if needed, you have developed strong
emotional resilience – you can persevere through pretty much anything.”
OMG GUYS!!! Do you know how long I’ve been working on this????? I am SCREAMING.
Luckily @redsketches took pity on me and helped me finish it off. In the process, I pulled her into our fandom, fufufu
But seriously, mad props to her! Thank you!!! Go check her out guys!
In the meantime, PLEASE ENJOY THIS. I love Magnus Chase and I am so sad to see it end (no spoilers pls only halfway through the last book ^^) I hope we see Magnus and his crazy world(s) again! In the meantime, we still have Star to fall back on :)
Credits and thanks to both Rick Riordan and Daron Nefcy for creating these two gems!! Thanks to Disney for helping them!!!
Ps: here are some extra char that I drew for this! May update this post with more later ^^
“Woah! Woah woah woah!” Dustin blares, grabbing Steve
by the wrist and tugging him away to a more secluded area as the rest of the
team continues working without a hitch. “What the hell, man? That’s my sister!”
“My sister! I see you checking her out!” Dustin
whispers harshly, “Not cool, dude. Not. Cool.”
Steve’s eyes immediately wander to you. Max and Lucas
are setting up the traps whilst you wander around the junkyard in search of
something sturdy to guard the bus with. You had been called as soon as Dustin
kidnapped Steve to go hunting the Demogorgon. To be fair, you aren’t exactly
sure what is going on, nor what a Demogorgon is, but if your little brother
demanded assistance, assistance is what you were willing to give. Finally, it
seems like you found something to your liking, inhaled a deep breath and
latched your fingers under the rusty metal to drag it forward. By instinct,
Steve sways in your direction, fully intending to go help you (and show off),
but Dustin hits him up the arm and he turns back to your baby brother.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Steve
shrugs. Okay, so maybe checking you out so obviously wasn’t the best move on
his part. Making sure to pull you away from the kids so the two of you could talk
wasn’t either. Not like he could help it. After Nancy…The break-up really
messed him up, but…It also made him think. That perhaps he didn’t love Nancy as
much as much as he thinks he did.
“Oh, I think you do.” Normally Dustin would grin at
such silly situations, but your welfare is no joke to him, “Now listen here,
Harrington.” He takes a step forward, frowning, “If you hurt my sister, I’ll
kill you. I swear to fuck, you will be dead.”
1) Taako pulls off some sweet flips with Carey and Killian, so much so it becomes a regular thing, one day it's going great but Taako ends up with a super broken arm (like breaks in three different places) he's not in pain but he's on enough painkillers to make an elephant high. Kravitz of course comes to the hospital after Killian calls apologizing. Taako looks at Kravitz, sniffling and just asks "are you my husband????? These nice ladies said he was coming." Kravitz just smiles and corrects
2) him. “I’m your fiancé love.” Taako just smiles and spends probably twenty minutes just holding Kravitz’s hand while asking Kravitz if he likes ferrets and Mongeese. Killian is apologizing so much “he’s on the really REALLY good shit, he’s gonna be like this for at least the rest of the day. It was the only way they could get him to hold still for the stitches and X-rays and shit.” Taako tries to shush everyone when they try to curse “there’s a little tiny baby human nearby, I know it.”
3) of corse that baby is Angus, who brought some crackers from the cafeteria. “See! It’s the tiny human who likes to read!!!!” Killian has to direct Taako’s hug to Kravitz. Taako doesn’t mind, he’s hugging a handsome guy, a handsome guy who’s apparently his husband to be!!!!! Taako just kinda doesn’t stop hugging Kravitz, mostly because he’s tired and mostly because Kravitz is holding his arm so it doesn’t hurt. “I love you, you know that?” Taako just tells everyone how much he loves Kravitz.
4) Taako finally sleeps and he can go home when he’s not loopy anymore. Lup films all of it. -Bunny
Negga’s a powerful actor, the voice low and layered with bite. Her
expression, in neutral, has a sort of stoic hurt to it, making her an
ideal tragedian. And it can’t go unmentioned that she’s stunning to look
at: half Irish, half Ethiopian, massive eyes, pronounced chin and
Summary:When you confessed to Richie, you got the expected response, but that doesn’t mean it hurt any less. Not even a week later he decides to talk to you, not so subtly jealous about you spending time with Ben. Things sort of…escalate from there.
Warnings:Cussing andKissing. (oh no, not kissing! *parents screaming, children crying, Ohio catches on fire*) This is a request. DON’T HESITATE TO SEND IN REQUESTS. (Don’t send in like 50 tho. I still need sleep.)
“Can I t-talk to you.”
Richie stops laughing at Stan and, still giggling, turns to you. “Yeah, what’s up?”
You glance over Richie’s shoulder to see Beverly shoot you a thumbs up. “I’ve been, well- It was Beverly’s idea! But for a while now…” You stumbled over words, trying to soften the embarrassing blow of ‘I have a crush on you’.
“I like you!” You blurt, deciding to get it over with. “I l-like you as more than a friend.”
There’s a moment of silence in which you count the seconds that painfully tick by.
One. Richie’s mouth opens and closes, you can see his eyes dart to the other boys. They’re whooping and hollering, pushing him and giggling like idiots.
Two. You can feel the headrush hit you hard, along with waves of nausea.
Three. Teasing smiles stay on the boys’ faces, but Beverly’s melts off. She knows. She knows what’s going to happen.
Four. Richie’s ears turn fire hydrant red as you grow pale and faint. His eyes once again scan the boys, who continue to tease without mercy. You close your eyes, wishing they’d stop. There would be nothing to celebrate.
Prompt: You’re Steve’s gf and the golden girl of Hawkins High School … and you aren’t quite as good at taking the high rode as your bf when it comes to Billy Hargrove.
Warnings: Innuendo. Language. Threats. Basically 25% trying to kill Billy; 75% fluff with Steve’s gf being the Mother of his Children
You shoved you’re books in your locker just in time for Steve to sweep you off your feet.
“Hey, good lookin’.” He smiled.
You rose an eyebrow and restrained a laugh. “Hi Gorgeous. Why are you so chipper?”
He sighed, toying with the hem of your shirt. “Well I’ve got this crazy hot date tonight.”
“Ugh, I know, she’s so out of your league.” You grinned. “How do you cope?”
“Well, you know I’m good in the sack.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.
You tossed your head back in laughter, checking to see if anyone had heard him, before leaning closer.
“You do have that going for you.” You murmured, pecking him on the lips.
“Yeah?” He kissed you back, and didn’t pull away this time, pressing you against your locker.
“Harrington. Leave room for Jesus, will you?” Ms. Lockhart barked from her classroom door.
You pulled away from him and giggled, the slightest hint of blush in your cheeks as you peeked over Steve’s shoulder.
“Meet me at my car?” Steve said.
“Why don’t you meet me at mine, sweetheart?” Billy Hargrove strutted by the two of you, shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest. “I’d love to give you a ride.”
Steve took his hands from your waist to face Hargrove, but you grabbed his hands and put them back on your hips, looking Billy in the eyes.
“Stick to what you’re used to, Hargrove. We both know your car isn’t built to handle a girl like me.” You said evenly.
Tommy, who flanked Billy, let his mouth drop, a giggle escaping.
“Shut your mouth.” Billy said, with a side glance at Tommy, and then looked back to you, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “Well that’s one hell of a bluff, baby. Why don’t you call me, if you’d like to prove it?” He winked at you and then looked at Steve, “Or if you just get bored.”
You and Steve both watched him as he made his way down the hallway.
“Wow.” You said. “What a dick.”
“Yeah, he’s been after me for a while.” Steve shook his head, “All this alpha male stuff about who runs this school or whatever. It’s bullshit, don’t worry about it.”
“I won’t.” You said, then Steve looked at you.
“‘We both know you couldn’t handle a girl like me’?” He rose an eyebrow, a smile on his face.
You bit your lip. “Yeah, was that a bit much?”
“Babe, that was sohot.”
You giggled as he pressed you up against the lockers once more, his lips on yours.
He broke away. “Sorry Ms. Lockhart.” He said, still looking at you. “God, you’re wonderful. Do I tell you that enough?”
“No, not nearly.” You smiled.
“Jesus Christ. Why don’t you just cream your pants now, Steve?” Came Dustin’s voice, with Will, Lucas, Mike, and Max in tow behind him.
“Fuck off, man.” Steve took a step back. You noticed a slight blush in his cheeks, and it made you smile.
“Aw, did I hurt your feelings?” Dustin said. “No really, we can all turn around, give you your privacy in this public school hallway-”
“Hey, I’m the one with the car. So clearly you didn’t hurt my feelings, or your ass would be biking home.” Steve griped, grabbing your hand as you all made for the parking lot.
“Sorry about that again, by the way.” Max said sheepishly.
“It wasn’t your fault.” Lucas reassured her.
“Yeah, she can’t help it her stepbrother’s the Antichrist.” Dustin added.
“Billy Hargrove? What’d he do?” You turned to look at them.
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Steve look at you, and then to the kids.
“It wasn’t a big thing, really.” Steve said.
“Basically, he tried to kill us.” Dustin said, ignoring Steve’s pointed looks.
You stopped on the school’s front steps and turned. “He did what?”
“Tried to run us over on our way home from school a couple weeks back.” Mike said.
“I was arguing with him, he was just trying to freak me out.” Max added, rolling her eyes.
“How-” You stopped, putting your hand on your hip and looking at them. “Exactly how close did he come to killing you?”
They all glanced at one another.
“Babe, are you …” Steve began, but you turned on your heel and started down the steps at a fast pace. “Hey, Y/N, where are you going?”
“Do you still have that tire iron in your trunk?” You asked distractedly.
“Um … what?” Steve looked at you, bewildered and alarmed.
You opened his trunk, grabbed the metal instrument, and headed off in a different direction: Billy’s car.
“Hey. Hey!” Steve called after you, but Dustin grabbed him when he made to go after you.
Billy sat in the driver’s seat, Carol getting ready to climb in the passenger’s side. He saw you approaching, smiled, and leaned out the window.
“Bored already, baby-”
But he hadn’t finish his sentence before you’d lodged the tire iron in his left headlight. The crash attracted the attention of everyone in the nearest vicinity as glass scattered on the pavement.
“Hey! HEY!” He threw his cigarette out and kicked open the door.
Billy Hargrove was not a person to be taken lightly, but you only moved closer, stepping up beside the hood of his car.
“You make a single move, Hargrove, and I will lodge this tire iron in your windshield.” You held it up threateningly. He paused, looking at you in alarm and muted rage. “Where EXACTLY do you get off trying to kill a bunch of kids, huh?”
“What the fuck are you-”
“Don’t remember that, shitdick?” You raised your weapon higher.
He glanced at it and then sighed. “Look, Sweetheart, I was just trying to teach my kid sister a lesson, okay? Nothin’ personal.”
“I don’t give a fuck.” You snarled, leaning forward. “Those kids over there? They’re mine. If I see you so much as take a step in their direction your car will be the least of your problems. I will beat your fucking ass, do you understand me?”
He watched you for a moment, and then scoffed and shook his head. “Alright, whatever. I get it. Just get the hell off my car.”
You started to turn and then turned back, putting your hand on his door so he couldn’t shut it. He stopped and looked at you. “And just to be clear, you don’t run this school and neither does Steve. I do.”
You released his car, turned on your heel, and marched back to the kids, tire iron still hanging from your right hand. Dimly, you heard Billy’s speakers turn up as he tore out of the parking lot.
“Alright, Y/N!” Mike grinned.
“Dude, he was so scared!” Max said incredulously.
“God, Steve, you’re fired. Y/N’s our new Super Mom.” Dustin said.
You put the tire iron on the hood of Steve’s car and your smile turned sheepish when you finally looked at him.
“What the hell was that?” He asked, bewildered.
You shrugged. “He could’ve killed them. We’ve got enough aliens and government conspiracies to deal with without some douche trying to mow them down on the street.”
“God, I am so hot for you right now.” Steve grabbed your arm and pulled you against him, making you giggle and the kids let out a chorus of hurling noises. “You are the new Wonder Mom, I can’t beat that.” He said.
You pressed a kiss to his lips and grabbed the iron, “We can co-parent. Wonder Dad.”
Ok i had the most vivid picture in my head when i read this scene so i had to draw it. This is from the Pharmercy Mafia!AU fic:
Pocket Full of Shells by @logosminuspity (a fic based on drawings by @superrisu ) so go check that out if you want to fully understand this comic :D
Context: Our sorceror, Ace, tries to argue with the dm
DM: …You know what. You’re teleported somewhere, poof, you just see darkness. I’ll get back to you on your next turn.
Everyone is snickering then his turn rolls around.
DM: Okay, you wake up sitting in a school desk with a schoolboy’s uniform. An old cleric approaches you and smashes her hand into your knuckles. Constitution check.
Ace: *rolls nat 20*
DM: Damn, ok. You aren’t hurt at all and this old cleric is getting red in the face with anger. You poof out and teleport back, but in your head you hear the words…. “Don’t mess with the DM.”
Cue everyone losing their shit.
Commission piece done for mushi0131 fanfic “Fairy Tail GO!” which you can find on her ff site. I really recommend to check it out, BUT beware of the warnings!
Anyway I want to mention, that I noticed not so long time ago, that most of my art this year are kind of blocked from showing when you search for the tag, so I encourage everyone to check my blog to see if they didn’t maybe miss one of my works, like one of my recent neko NaLu ^^“
Requested: Kind of…after I asked for people to make me continue this.
‘I think you should write the next part to You Never Know. It’s really good’
‘You should definitely continue “you never know”!! i just read it and i was going through your blog to see if there was a part 2’
Throughout your date, all you could really think of was what Steve would tell you. What was the real reason for hanging around those 14-year-olds that was so important, so outreach that you may not even believe him?
As Billy dropped you off, you turned to him giving him a smile, “I had a good time.” You really didn’t know what to think of it. Billy had his moments during the date. Little things would set him off but then it would be balanced out with a simple nice act like offering his jacket during the movie and making sure you were warm.
“I did too.” Billy hummed, lightly touching your cheek to tuck some strains of hair behind your ear. “You know, it doesn’t have to end here. We can just go somewhere where no one will bother us.” You gazed up at Billy, to lock eyes with each other. You began to fiddle with your shirt as your heart had quickened. Billy began to lean in to give you something to think about but you quickly got out of the car bending down to see him one last time.
“I’ll see you at school, Billy!” You exclaimed. Right before you could shut the door, Billy leaned over the seat to hold the door back for a moment.
“Hey, Y/N, wait!” Billy yelled, “Will there be a next time at least?”
“I don’t know, Billy.” Your lips curled into a smile, “Will there be?” Before you could get an answer from him, you walked over to your house to immediately go over to the landline.
“Y/N, you’re home.” Your mother watched as you quickly dialed the phone. “How was your date?” You tried to wave her away but she insisted that you would keep talking, “Who was it with again? Steve?”
“No, mom.” You sighed as you covered the phone just in case Steve picked up at the wrong time, “It was with Billy.” You uncovered the phone to see if Steve had picked up but it was still ringing.
“Was he at least a good date? A gentleman?” You mom persisted.
“Yes, mom!” You whined, looking at her with your eyes widened to show how annoyed with her you were getting, “He was a total gentleman! Can you leave me be, please? Steve wanted to talk about something major with me.”
“How come you haven’t gone out with Steve?” Your mother questioned, “He’s such a nice boy. I’ve always liked him.”
“MOM!” You covered your face. You hunched over bringing the phone to your ear, “Kill me, Steve. Come over and kill me.”
Your heart immediately started to do flips as you heard that chuckle of his. You felt your cheeks become fire as you couldn’t stop smiling to yourself, even though he hadn’t said one word. “Then who would I get to talk to?” Steve hummed.
hey my lovely dear friends, human or otherwise 😺🐶 I was lucky enough to receive an early access code from EA for the new cats & dogs expansion!! big thanks going out to EA!
so, without any further ado, I am so excited to share with you my take on the highly anticipated addition of our furry friends into the sim world. join your girl blarf as I take on my first day in Brindleton Bay!
Thank you for being such a sweet internet friend and just all around awesome human. We met because of shallura so I thought it only appropriate that I draw you just that. I hope you have an amazing day <3
Thank you @tcongdraws so so so so much for drawing such a lovely cover art!!! It inspired me to give some love for the Hoshidan Princes and for our endearing Prince Chrom! Please check this post throughout Halloween for additions~ You may request prompts here or at @imaginefefates
Request:Could I request a bucky smut where bucky and reader have had an argument and are ignoring each other but the next day they are full on screaming at each other and buckys like fuck it and throws reader against the wall and leads to angry make up smut and later the rest of the team are just like “guess they made up then”
Word Count: 1380
Warning: Smut and profanity.
Y/n was breathing heavily as she walked towards her room, she could hear Bucky’s heavy footsteps quickly following behind her. Coming to an abrupt stop, she turned around quickly causing her hair to swing around her face.
“What the hell do you want Bucky?” She seethed out.
Glaring at her, “You need to start training more often.”
Y/n scoffed, “I don’t need training, how many times do I have to tell you?!” Her voice began to rise in volume.
“After what just happened out there?!” Bucky shook his head as he stepped closer to her, she didn’t back down as he did so, only putting her hands on her hips, “You might want to rethink your technique because last time I checked, you shouldn’t need someone to cover your ass every moment of a mission.”
How do you like keeping arboreals as opposed to ground living snakes? Is it a lot harder?
I wouldn’t say it’s necessarily harder; it just has its own set of challenges. Arboreal snakes tend to have different issues come up regarding husbandry and enrichment–for example, when I rescued my Amazon tree boa, the guy who abandoned her said she would never perch and that’s why he didn’t want her (along with the horrible mite infestation she came with).
It turned out she just didn’t like the perches he was providing her and once I gave her something that allowed her more points of contact, she started perching during the day a lot more. Animals seldom do things for no reason and part of being a good keeper is trying to troubleshoot these problems from the animal’s perspective.
Arboreal snakes also tend to behave a little differently in regards to handling. In my experience they tend to be more alert and high strung (this doesn’t necessarily mean aggressive, it might just mean you need to pay more attention to where your fingers are moving around when you handle them to avoid startling them). Treating mites on arboreals can be a bigger ordeal since I’ve found that they’re more susceptible to getting stressed by the bathing process.
I practice what I call “husbandry handling” with my ATB because she’s a slightly nervous animal who prefers not to be handled often–however, I need to be able to do it with as little fuss and stress as possible in case she ever got sick or injured and needed hands-on medical treatment. This basically means I take her out on a regular basis and practice touching gently all over her body in the ways I might need to in order to provide medical assistance, but try to make it as stress-free and short as possible. She prefers to be a hands-off pet, and that’s fine! She’s still pretty chill for an ATB and I’m grateful she’s tolerant of husbandry handling.
Holly, on the other hand, is very laid back and doesn’t mind being handled. I’ve met CBB chondros that were much more nervous and didn’t like handling at all, so this seems to be a matter of individual temperament. She had an infected tooth last year from hitting the tongs and I was able to get in her mouth to treat it with relatively little fuss and stress for her.
This got a lot longer than I meant it to, so I guess the TL;DR version is that keeping arboreals is definitely different, but not necessarily harder if you have the experience and resources to do it properly. I’ve only kept chondros and Amazon tree boas though as far as arboreals go so that’s about all I can speak for.
Tony stares at the god-turned-goddess in front of him. No one else had noticed Loki’s transformation, which means that Loki wanted Tony (and only Tony) to see it. He gulps when Loki approaches, mouth suddenly dry even though he’s taken a sip of his drink a moment before.
“That’s a neat trick, Princess. Or is it still Prince? Brings a whole new meaning to the word undercover,” Tony says, not so subtly checking her out. Is it an illusion? Or a full change? Is it even magic or just an ability Loki had been born with?
“Oh, this is not a trick, Stark,” Loki smiles, falsely demure. The glint in her eyes gives away the lie beneath her demeanor. “But I will be happy to show you some later.”
Her voice lowers to a purr that does things to him. Tony clears his throat and puts on his best smile.