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anonymous asked:

Petted a doggo and a kitty I haven't seen since before winter today, and made a pretty girl laugh. Did anything good happen for you today?

Thank you for asking anon! I actually had a really good day and it wouldn’t have been possible without my friends. So let me take a minute to give them the spotlight they deserve.

This morning (well, afternoon) I woke up to see that @theysangastheyslew posted her Monday piece and did an absolutely fantastic job of capturing a touching moment between Mama!Hawk and Alphonse from a one-shot I wrote a couple weeks ago. I was definitely crying because I feel so blessed that my work inspired Elena’s incredible art. i also saved it as my desktop picture

I got to talk to one of my best friends, @the-heart-alchemist, on the phone today and we basically hung out for a few hours and it was lovely! We watched last night’s episode of LWA together and screamed and it was amazing. It was several hours well-spent and I am blessed to have Robyn in my life.

My friend @controloverwritten wrote a little Royai drabble for me that ended with a VERY SNEAKY use of the Harder, Colonel meme and I’m still yelling about it like it was such a cute and sweet drabble and then SUDDENLY.

The radiant @jouissezduprintemps sent me cute gifs and kind words today, and I am still so floored by the fact that Leah takes time out of her day to think of me and send me positive vibes because she knows I’m having a tough time.

I finally got to hear @ladywiltshire‘s FMA voice tag and promo for her upcoming comic, which I have been given the illustrious honor of beta’ing, and I’m super stoked about it after listening to her talk about her characters with so much passion. Tanya is so lovely when she gets lost talking about things she cares about and it made me smile to hear so much heart and soul in her voice. she also has a really nice voice wtf

I also got to talk to @queenxolivier today and she’s such a gem. There’s honestly never a dull moment talking to Jess. She is the reason why my phone autocorrects my keyboard smashes and I feel like that’s all you need to know about our friendship, haha.

Something that has me hollering is that the ridiculously incredible @wrongnote, upon discovering that she will be meeting All Time Low the day after my birthday, has resolved to try and get a video of them wishing me happy birthday. And I cannot believe how much of a fucking sweetheart Rilie is. She’s honest to god the purest person I’ve ever met like I cannot even describe. I’m so shook.

Also, my sweet and dear friend @toomuchfreetyme2 makes me smile just by existing and even though we didn’t get to talk much today she still kept up our long-standing tradition of her sending me little doodles, and it made my heart melt like it always does.

Shout-out also to @haganenobeato and @snow-wolf13 for sending me pictures of their dogs when I’m sad (as I was all weekend) and to @soli-bear for sending me actual bear hugs!

Anyways, today was a good day in spite of me being in a difficult slump the past few days. I feel leaps and bounds better than I was feeling just two days ago and I wouldn’t be able to say that if not for all of my amazing friends. I truly mean it from the bottom of my heart when I say that I love and cherish each and every one of you. Even if you didn’t play an active role in making my day better today, you are still so important to me and I value your presence in my life.

And thank you anon for giving me an opportunity to gush about my friends, because seeing it all laid out in one place helps remind me that I’m loved, even when I feel unlovable.


Welp, i’ve hit a wall artwise so it may be a while till i post any new drawings, but in my downtime i remembered the various doodles i did on miiverse wayyyy back in the day, Some of them looked pretty good so i thought i’d them her cause why not? 

Here’s a few extra!

Grad school spread sheets

Spent the past few hours making spreadsheets of comparisons between graduate programs. After reading some of grad school guide book I mentioned earlier, I got interested in keeping better track of things. But funnily enough there’s only a handful of schools I’m even looking at because I don’t really want to move again (so the spreadsheet isn’t super necessary)… Which sets me back by a lot compared to everyone else in the country because most people apply to a lot of schools and only get into one or a few (or none!) and I’m literally only planning on applying to a few because there’s only a few near me. Idk, I guess we could move again, I just really don’t want to…

Anyway, that book got me feeling scared and behind and very amateur and naive and making these spreadsheets was meant to help but it just made me realize how completely unprepared I really am.

Meanwhile, I’ve been watching a ton of Felicity this evening. Watching it again has been fun and it’s fulfilling some desire I had to surround myself with both academic inspiration (although, let’s be honest it’s almost like they don’t even go to school because they’re always just socializing in that show) and inspiration about being independent in a big city and striking out on your own, which I’ve been trying to encourage in myself lately.

Does anyone know of any good shows or movies that have a similar vibe? How about grad school comparison advice or spreadsheet templates? :)

Hahah I feel like this post is a perfect example of how I am both adult and child, at constant odds with myself, and unable to move forward in my life because I’m neither mature or immature enough for anything consistent to work out! :S

“I’m on a tour to study music with African roots. It’s not for school or anything. It’s just a personal project. I want to travel alone for an entire year with just clothes and my drumsticks. I’ve saved $6000 and I plan to work along the way. My first stop was New York. I’ve been here two weeks and I went to ten concerts. I’ve already spent $300 so I need to be more careful. I’m about to catch a bus for Detroit. I found a place where I can live in exchange for a few hours of daily work. Then I’m going to Chicago, St. Louis, Memphis, and New Orleans. Then Cuba. Then Brazil. Then Peru. And after that I’ll go home to France. I want to learn as much about music as possible. But that’s only half the reason for the trip. I also want to learn if I can do it. I am a little afraid that I’ll get lonely, but that’s something I want to figure out. I want to know if I can be alone.”

The End Times

I was the first one to see a falling angel.

I was in my backyard stargazing, when a bright light streaked across the sky and a few moments later Gabriela smashed into my backyard.

She was really tall, I had to use two mattresses for her bed and move out most of the things in my living room to make room for her to sleep. She was very badly injured. Something had taken huge bites out of her chest, her eyes had been ripped out and one of her wings had been torn off. She spent most of her time unconscious and the rest gibbering in an unknown tongue.

She only spoke to me twice, once to tell me her name and the other time was to respond to a question I had asked her. “How did you get injured Gabriela?” I had asked. “War” she replied. She died a few hours after that.

In the following days, more and more angels fell from the sky. These angels however, were already dead, their bodies had been mutilated, sometimes so badly, that if not for their height and wings, we wouldn’t know for sure if they were angels. Surprisingly, while many people panicked, peace as a whole was kept and it only took a few days before the buses and trains were running on time again.

When the rain of corpses from heaven stopped, people were overjoyed. When huge cracks in the earth started to appear, they were less so. When fire and lava began to bubble up through the cracks, people rushed to monasteries, churches, mosques, and temples, anywhere they thought they might find answers. When the earth rumbled, and the cracks opened to spew out a horde of demons, we finally understood.

You see, the demons were all dead. Their bodies had been mutilated, just like the angels were. I thought that heaven and hell were in a war against one another, but they were actually fighting together. Against something else, something worse.

And it had won.

It was @7goodangel’s birthday recently!
II’m late ;;
And uh I had to block my other drawings out so I apologize for that pattern thingy on the left



Dex the Cryptid
  • Will’s family didn’t seem off to him until he began going to grade school
  • That’s when he realized most people don’t eat by catching fish with their bare hands, and can only hold their breath for a few minutes tops, not hours like him
  • Normal humans also don’t eat the entire fish? Including the bones? He always thought that was the best part though. Likes the crunch.
  • When he turned 6 his parents finally clued him in on what was up, at a very basic level though. They were what the government and conspiracist theorists named “North Eastern Beach Biters.” (NEBBs for short)
    • Humanoid Cryptids
    • Usually inhabit ocean towns or forests in North Eastern America
    • Have been known to leave large sea animals half shredded and eaten on beaches (sharks, large fish, whales)
    • Short tempered, very dangerous
    • “Biters” comes from their teeth; very sharp, and a lot of them. Use them to shred their prey, or a human that got too close or pissed them off
    • Long tongues that loll out of their mouths when they’re getting ready to attack
    • Eyes that either glow or reflect light
      • This is debated mostly because some pictures only show their eyes “glowling” from the front, while other show them glowing from the side
    • Pale skin
    • Loners
    • Enhanced Sight, night vision
    • Incredibly fast and agile, especially in the water
    • Taller than your average human, usually ranges from 6-8 feet
    • Reports of gills on their neck exist as well
    • Some say they have webbed feet and hands and fingers that extend into claws (theorized that is what they use to shred their bigger prey)
      • (spoiler it’s still their teeth)
    • First encounter surviving incidents often come away with severe bite wounds that will become infected quickly, but survivors usually only have one bite. 
      • Sometimes this happens in the water, and it’s a conspiracy whether it’s a shark bite or a Beach Biter bite. Happens enough where they were named after it.
    • There haven’t been many fatalities attributed to them, but ones that have been often have teeth marks on their bones that forensics aren’t able to identify
  • Will’s parents explain that while some of it is true (the teeth, the eyes, the skin to an extent, that they and their kind reside in the north east, that they sometimes eat large sea animals) and some of it is false (their eyes both glow and reflect light, it depends on how much time they’ve spent int he ocean recently, their kin actually reach 9 feet but they tend to live solely in the ocean once they’re that tall (only the larger have gills), they are pack/group beings)
  • But the important lesson from it, other than knowing his own anatomy, is that they aren’t human, they never will be, but they are trying their best to live among/aside them
  • They don’t explain that all when he’s 6, not all of it. He learns more and more about it over the next few years, how to hide his abnormalities and blend in well enough with the other kids. 
  • They give him the option to either reject human civilization and live as a cryptid his entire life OR continue to live with his family, who are attempting to blend into society

Read more because this is gonna be LONG (which option will Dex choose ooooooo?????) ((Edit: so this is….. like…. over 4k just warning but theres angst and comfort so like, def worth it ;)))

Keep reading


Phil uploaded a video last night, telling a story of a terrifying incident […] where he basically got assaulted by a personal trainer. It wasn’t good. So like we’ve joined the gym again, and what Phil wanted was like an exercise plan, so that if he’s gonna go to the gym for like half an hour and few times a week, what’s like the best thing he could do for his time? […] Maybe somebody, you know, that’s got like qualifications can tell you what’s a really good thing to do with your time. So he called up the gym, and I was there, and he spent so long on the phone saying to somebody, ’I want somebody, a personal trainer, to give me an exercise plan. I mainly want to like run and cycle and stuff, teach me how to use the machines, that’s all I want.’

Owari no Seraph Chapter 54 TRANSLATED

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Translations by: @panadabro and @cherrysakura8 (They helped with the Japanese text at the beginning! Thank you!)

Editing by: @lestkarrkingofeurope (Hi I’m suffering who are you?)




I ALSO HAVE MY CONCERNS ABOUT EVERYTHING IN GENERAL??? Ky Luc didn’t notice Mahiru’s presence at all, yet obviously Ferid at the end seems like he did???? So I’m just ???? Again, there’s something very unique about Ferid, and I REALLY hope it turns out to be something big and important bc I’M GOING TO SC R E AM 

And the issue about the curse?? I mean I haven’t read the LNs, but if it’s just Mahiru TELLING Guren that the curse works like the squad can only live again for ten more years, and plus they’ll die if they learn they were revived? But how about it wasn’t actually proven? Just someone saying? So PLOT TWIST actually that’s not it??? And it’s only to keep Guren and the others in check?? SO YEAH IF THIS WASN’T EXPLAINED CLEARLY IN THE LN THEN THIS IS WHAT I BET – AND IF IT HAS BEEN PROVEN AND STATED THEN WELL RUN ME OVER OKAY?

But yeah all in all that’s about it – I’m just REALLY hoping now that next month’s chapter we can get some news about the vampires…I really want to see more of Urd and Lest obviously, then see a glimpse of Saitou perhaps, and I WANT TO KNOW WHERE HORN AND CHESS WENT LIKE GODDAMN! Okay but yeah all in all that’s the basic gist of it! Sorry for being so slow ;;;; Please enjoy! ))

So I saw a post with a nice little flow chart explaining how the Hogwarts and Ilvermorny houses interconnect, but it didn’t connect all the houses, so, as the over-achiever that I am, I obviously had to make a full version. With color-coding,

I’ve seen this in a few different posts already so it’s not all that revolutionary, but the Hogwarts houses sort by personality traits - the brave, loyal, cunning, and wise. Ilvermorny houses sort more by your dominant function (what you do with your personality traits) - the adventurer, scholar, warrior, and healer. While some combinations will be more typical than others, every combination is possible. 

I took all the dominant traits listed under each Hogwarts house and divided them up among the Ilvermorny houses. This is all subjective and some people may believe some of these categories should be switched, but I tried to take as few liberties as possible. Some just didn’t want to work out nicely. For example, Ravenclaw split up perfectly. I didn’t have to think much about how to match up the houses. Gryffindor, on the other hand, was a bit of a nightmare. 

Take what you will from this, but I thought it might be helpful to people trying to make sense of a strange house combination or just to illustrate that the Ilvermorny houses are not renames of the Hogwarts houses.

Edit: Emotionally volatile = quick temper. It’s a phrase I saw on multiple websites so I used it. It’s not necessarily a bad thing. I think of Draco and probably Ron as emotionally volatile.

(Inspiration from post by @allhailqueenmargaery and @violettsbaudelaires)

I finally finished the commission for @kwamimusings that I spent WAY too much time on because I have no self-control !

So, as a final gesture for St Patrick’s day, I ended up drawing Stone G!Sans (known as @stone-faced-asshole) by @junkpilestuff.  His name was PERFECT for this pun…  ^^;  

Garden Girl’s gone now.

I spent the day helping her pack, only for her to lose her keys moments before she had to leave. They were locked inside her car and it took forever to get through to AAA. I felt a strange surge of guilt - the kind you get when something happens that isn’t your fault, but you still feel a little responsible because on some level you wanted it to happen. I knew I hadn’t touched them, but some small part of me doubted… a wickeder, crueler version of myself might have hidden them just to snatch a few more hours of her time. This was a cloying, yellowish thought that intensified as time dragged on. I had the absurd fear that if I reached into my pocket, I would find them, under the Altoids and the band-aides and the binoculars.

That wasn’t the case. She found them eventually, under a pile of dresses in the back seat. We both breathed a sigh of relief, but my heart fell. She was more than ready to go.

She hugged me. “You’d better come visit me,” she said.

“Can I tell you something before you go? I meant to tell you all summer but it never never seemed like the right moment.”

“No,” she said, immediately.

“It’s not what you’re thinking,” I said. “I promise. It’d be easier to show you. Here.”

“Your wallet?” she looked at me quizzically.

“Yeah, um. Look inside.”

“Your ID? What am I supposed… oh. OH. Oh my god, what the fuck, why didn’t you tell me?”

“It never felt like the right time,” I said. “And I’ve told you now, so. Better late than never.”

We laughed. She swore at me in exasperation. She hugged me again, promised to keep calling me by the name she knows me by, and said her final goodbye. I watched her tail lights disappear in the thickening rain, and grinned.

Everyone in the sin bin

So last night at the Stars game, Smith (the Coyotes’ goalie) decided to literally try to fight everyone and the ref had to physically sit on him at one point to get him to stop. Not that it helped. Literally everyone on the Stars/Coyotes line got a penalty except Lehtonen who was across the ice in his net like…should i be over there?

Anyway after my SO and i spent an hour thinking of all the reasons why it happened (because before that Segs literally chased a guy down to shove him, and Hudler broke his stick in half on the wall, so clearly they were furious about something)…

Naturally i was inspired for a Zimbits. A while ago i wrote a little ref!Bitty/player!Jack hc so imagine…

Jack and Bitty are together. And out. Like that one ref, maybe Bitty was the first out NHL ref. It’s been a few months and mostly it’s fine.

Only the Falconers are playing a scrappy team, and it’s a rough game and Bitty makes a call against the opposing team. Which…they’re not happy about.

But it’s a fair call and everything is fine until Jack overhears a player sling an ugly slur at Bitty.

And he just…comes unglued.

He’s crouched over for the face-off but before the puck drops he’s back up, gloves off, and just punches the guy.

Bitty, of course, has to intervene and Jack is a big guy so he manages to get him on the ground and sits on him and bends down like… “Jack, don’t.”

“Bits, he called you…”

“I heard him. Just forget it, it’s fine. I’m a ref, I’ve been called worse. You used to hate me, remember?”

Jack starts to calm down and Bitty gets off him and knows he’s gotta throw Jack in the sin bin.

Both teams are calm and they’re crowded round Jack and making sure it’s all good. But the guy skates past and more slurs, this time about Jack AND Bitty come out.

And the whole team just…

Gloves are gone, fists are flying. Marty and Jack are shouting in French. Tater’s Russian swears are terrifying and brilliant. Poots is just hissing. Snowy’s using the bulk of his pads for leverage, and his insults are creative as hell.

Bitty’s angry at the guy, and impressed with the Falconers’ support, and a little tired already because he and the other refs and linesman aren’t super effective right now and holy shit but every one on the ice right now is going to be getting a penalty.

Eventually things get calm. They DO all get penalties, but the game is going to be reviewed later. Jack is off the ice and trying to calm down, and Bitty does what he can to smile at him.

In the end, the Falconers win 4-2, but the victory feels hollow.

Except as they’re head-booping Snowy, they also pass by Bitty and clap him on the shoulder and tell him what a good job he did.

Later Bitty watches press, watches Marty take the mic and go on a long lecture about tolerance and how “this is not the game we’re playing, and we supported Bittle when he came out, and we support him and Jack now.”

They question Marty about whether or not they think Bitty makes unfair calls, and he just laughs and goes, “is no one paying attention to our penalty record?” Because Bits is nothing if not fair.

But right now he doesn’t care MUCH, because he’s sat on the sofa with Jack, helping him ice a few bruises.

Jack has his fingers in Bitty’s hair, stroking softly. Every so often he presses an idle kiss to Bitty’s neck. They exist, easy as they ever have with anyone.

“Thank you,” Bitty says a little while later. “No one’s ever really stood up for me like that.”

Jack twists in Bitty’s arms and looks…kind of intense. He doesn’t say anything straight away. Just looks. Then drags his lips along the cut of Bitty’s jaw. Then, so soft, almost a whisper, he says, “We’re a team, bud. I’ve got your back. Always.”

Bitty laughs. “I know. Just…don’t make me sit on you again.”

Jack all-but howls in laughter, burying his face in Bitty’s chest. “That was pretty effective, Bits.”

Bitty rolls his eyes and brushes his hands through Jack’s hair. “I love you.”

Jack pulls back, smiling soft, eyes bright. “I love you too, Eric.”

He cups Bitty’s face, and they kiss again.