i was absolutely obsessed with it when it came out

I got a request for yandere Pennywise. I’m not too familiar with yandere if I’m being honest, all I know is that it’s pretty much an extreme obsession? I think? I don’t know, hopefully this came out okay! And I also hope this stays more true to Pennywise’s character, I’ve been making him a little OOC 😭

ALSO!!! Warning! There is some non-con in here, but it’s not smut. He’s very forceful. Please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable.


The first time he saw you was when you were sitting outside of a coffeeshop, catching up with an old friend from high school. You were absolutely oblivious of him, since he had transformed himself into an older man who sat at the table beside you. You didn’t pay any attention to him whatsoever, you were listening carefully to your friend’s words and also telling her about everything that’s happened to you recently.

Little did you know, Pennywise was also getting to know you better. He wouldn’t take his eyes off you… you were beyond perfect to him. He had never seen a human more beautiful than you. Your bright eyes and gorgeous smile brought a new sensation to him, he was falling deeply in love with you.

Your friend noticed the man staring and gawking at you almost the entire time, but decided against saying something. She knew how gorgeous you were, and it wouldn’t have been the first time she noticed a stranger checking you out.

When you two parted ways, it was getting a little darker outside. Since you were living in the city, you decided to walk back to your apartment and the weather was amazing, the slightly chilly breeze felt good to you.

As you headed down your street, you grew confused as you heard the sound of bells jingling behind you. Turning your head, you stopped in your tracks and glanced behind your shoulder, but only to see nothing there.

Spinning your head back around, you stepped forward and gasped as you bumped into the person in front of you. You would have fallen backwards if it weren’t for the strong arms that wrapped around your waist protectively, pulling you closer.

“Oh my god, I’m so sor-”

You cut yourself off as you glanced up at the tall clown in front of you, and noticed the way it was gazing down at you… almost as if you were a piece of meat for it to feast on.

“There’s no need for saying sorry, pretty girl,” the clown spoke as he grinned widely, and you noticed both the lisp in his voice as well as his two big front teeth.

It was nearing Halloween time, so maybe this person was very good at makeup.

“I-I just wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking,” you let out a nervous chuckle, feeling the clown’s arms unwrap from your waist. “I like your makeup, it’s really good.”

Your words brought a smirk to his face, and you noticed the way his eyes traveled down your body. You knew this was unsafe, but your mind was saying otherwise. The clown was seeming fascinating to you.

“Why, thank you,” he murmured, stepping back to bow in front of you.

You couldn’t help but smile at his actions, pulling your sweater over your chest as the wind picked up a little. He noticed this, and moved slightly closer towards you.

“Are you cold, beautiful? Where are you heading to? It’s getting late, you know. There are a lot of weirdos out here… I could walk with you wherever you’re going. I wouldn’t want you getting hurt.”

His words made your eyebrows furrow together. The clown did seem genuine, however, he had a very odd way of doing so.

“No, um, it’s okay. I live really close by,” you said, biting down on your lower lip as you looked up at him.

The clown began salivating as you did this, and you noticed a line of drool forming out of the corner of his lip. Swallowing thickly, you released your lip from your teeth and stepped back from him.

“I should uh, I should get going. It’s getting dark out here. Have a nice night,” you mumbled slightly before you stepped by him, beginning to walk towards your apartment.

“Would you like a balloon, sweetheart?” the clown purred, making you come to a halt. “Or, maybe some flowers?”

Turning back around, you noticed he had a red balloon in one hand, and in the other were a dozen of dark red roses. Maybe the clown didn’t mean any harm.

“Oh, um, thank you,” you blushed lightly, unsure if you should take the items from the clown.

He gazed down at you, noticing the way your cheeks had turned pink. It was something he wanted to see again. Extending his arms out, he handed you the flowers first, then the balloon.

“Don’t thank me. Your boyfriend is a lucky man,” he commented, his gloved hands resting at his sides.

This made your face heat up even more, making you look down. The shyness now radiating off you made him even more attracted to you, wanting nothing more than to destroy your innocent nature.

“No boyfriend. I should really get going. Thank you for the flowers, and the balloon. They’re lovely,” you smiled before you spun back around.

As you reached the door of your apartment complex, you looked behind your shoulder and noticed the clown was now gone. It saddened you a little, he was weird although he was very sweet. You couldn’t remember the last time you received flowers from anyone.

Heading upstairs, you unlocked your door and stepped inside. You set your keys down then removed your shoes, quickly doing so. Afterwards, you stepped into your kitchen to place the flowers in the only vase that you owned and filled it with water.

You carried the glass vase towards the table and set it down in the middle, and smiled at them. After a moment, you turned back around and walked into your bedroom. Turning the light on, you unbuttoned your jeans then laid down on your bed, closing your eyes as you did so.

Pennywise watched you from your closet, running his tongue over his lips. He wanted you, and he needed to have you. He never had a desire so strong for somebody before, and he was going to act upon it. Appearing in your doorway, he stepped into your bedroom and you suddenly heard the bells jingling again.

Opening your eyes, they grew wide as you saw the clown standing right in front of you.

“H-how the fuck did you get in here?!” you nearly screamed, moving up on your bed, trying to get further away from the clown.

“You left the door unlocked, my pretty girl,” he purred, reaching over to grab your thighs.

You cried out as he pulled you closer towards him, making you wrap your legs around his waist.

“You’re going to love me, just like I love you. I’ve been following you around all day, darling. No one else is to ever touch you again,” he said darkly, his eyes suddenly glowing yellow as he gazed down at you. “Do you understand me?”

You felt your eyes water, wanting to push the man away, but it was as if he was manipulating your mind somehow. Nodding your head, you looked up at him and swallowed, reaching out to place your hands on his chest.

“Good girl. I will keep my eyes on you at all times, and I will always see what you’re doing. I will always be around with you, even if you can’t see me. For now, I need to leave. I will come back,” he paused, leaning down as he closed his eyes, pressing your lips together.

You thought about fighting against him, but you could tell how strong the man was. Instead, you pressed your lips to his and held onto his shoulders.

When you opened your eyes, the clown was no longer there. You were confused to say the least, and also scared out of your mind. But part of you was excited to see the clown again, and you knew the time would come soon.


When my best friend dragged me into her obsession with Dragon Age after the first game came out, I honestly wasn’t as into it as she wanted me to be. And then I really started playing it, and it was almost like the characters were real with how well written they are.
After she died last year, I couldn’t play Inquisition anymore. I kept expecting Solas, her absolute favorite character, to say something about it. I kept expecting her Inquisitor’s best friend Dorian to be waiting in the library to comfort my character.
But their dialogue didn’t change. They had affected our lives so much that I expected us to have affected them, but they were the same, and it broke me. I still can’t play it very much before I have to stop.

Mod Note: We’re so sorry for your loss Confessor

Updated F.A.Q.

1) How do you pronounce your name?

It’s pronounced the same way as Maeve, it just has an Irish spelling.

2) How long have I been drawing for?

As soon as I could hold a paintbrush I was painting. Both my parents are designers who went to art college so I was encouraged at a super young age.

3) Have you taken any art classes?

Yes, I chose art as one of my subjects all through secondary school (high school I guess is the closest thing), I also did an art class outside school for about 2-3 years but I eventually grew out of it and just wanted to do my own thing. And now I am in Limerick School of Art and Design studying Animation and Motion Design. However, I would still classify what I post on Tumblr/Instagram as self taught because that all came from me, not a teacher.

4) Biggest Inspirations

I’m so inspired by so many thing so it is basically whatever I find eye catching so that might be; People, art styles, colour palettes, compositions, lighting etc.


I have been a fan of both Tony DiTerlizzi and P.J. Lynch for as long as I can remember, with my mom working for Candlewick Press in MA when we lived in America we always had hundreds of children’s books growing up, but those two illustrators have always stuck out in my mind. But more recently I have become absolutely obsessed with Jim Kay, I have the illustrated versions of the two Harry Potter books that have come out and my illustrated version of A Monster Calls is breath-taking. I also have the most gorgeous version of The Boy in Striped Pyjamas that was illustrated by Oliver Jeffers.

Glen Keane, Ollie Johnson, Frank Thomas, Milt Kahl are all animation heroes in my opinion, but I have such a huge soft spot for the company Cartoon Saloon, who are an Irish based animation company who created ‘The Secret of Kells’ and 'Song of the Sea’, obviously because of Irish pride but also because I was lucky enough to go to the studio and meet all the lovely people there who were nothing but kind and supportive of my work.

Gustav Klimt is my favourite painter because of the emotion he is able to capture with such subtlety.. that’s what I want my drawings to show.

Tumblr Artists:

@brittanymyersart @may12324 @alexis-page @corvuxredux@petitrequin @thomkemeyer @cranesketch@celialowenthal @perplexingly @lazyleezard @batcii @kathuon@norhuu @loish @elephantfist @cassandrajp @nesskain @starpatches @lilabeanz @jmeemarie @pheberoni @johannathemad @quillery @franco-e @lexlambs @bellemrdch @jociemamacie @galaxyspeaking @charliebowater @projectnelm @thingsiphotoshopped andsomany others!

5) How long does it take to finish a piece?

It really depends on the day, sometimes it can take an hour, sometimes a couple of days

6) What materials do I use?

For sketching I use lead pencils over 2B, drawing pens, markers, oil pastels, compressed charcoal and watercolour pencils - they tend to have the best pigmentation.

7) What Software do I use?

I draw with Photoshop, record speedpaints with OBS, and edit the videos with Premier Pro.

8) What tablet do I use

I use a Wacom Intuos tablet.

9) Do I take commissions and request?

I tend not to take requests, and I have in my blog description whether my commissions are open or not.

10) Can I repost your drawings?

Not on Tumblr, if you want to post them on Instagram/Twitter/Facebook/Pinterest just make sure you provide a link back to my Tumblr blog or my Instagram which is “meabhusd”

11) Can I make edits/colour in your drawings?

Yes of course, but once again, just link back to me.

12) Can I use your drawings as an avatar/header imagine?

Yes you can.

13) How old are you?

I was born on the 24th of April 1996

14) How do I create character designs

Well every time I read a book I will keep a notebook beside my bed to take down all the descriptions of the characters. Of course it is not enough to just have the physical descriptions of characters in my opinion. I always take into account the characters background/personality/settings etc. All of these elements contribute to a better and more interesting design. For example; if a character has a job working outside doing physical labour, they will probably have stronger bodies, more scars, freckles, sunburn or tans.

15) How do I make characters look more diverse?

Same-facing characters is one of the hardest habits to break and I struggled with it for such a long time! Still do. My advide would be to use references of multiple ethnicities first. After that you would be surprised how different a character can look if you change eyebrows, hairlines, jawlines, cheekbones, noses, lips and bodyweight. If you are relying on a different hairstyle to distinguish between each of your characters it wont work. Also adding features like scars/moles/freckles/facial hair can really make your characters unique.

16) Do I have any OCs?

Yes I do, though they are very under developed. I tend to be quite shy about posting about them because they are more personal than fanart, it’s almost intimate to me. They are under they tag 'meabhd’s ocs’.

17) Do you have any other blogs?

I have one for my college work @meabhd-art but it is very different to this one. Much more traditional work and a lot more abstract..

18) Why do I keep Anon asks off?

I have always been quite private and prefer when I feel like I’m talking to someone rather than a thing? I also have anxiety and it makes me nervous not knowing who is talking to me. I answer every single question, though I only publish them sometimes and I am more than happy to answer questions privately if you are not comfortable having a question published.

19) How do I get over art slumps?

Art slumps are so hard, like I’ve had my fair share of them! I find that they come from a place of repetition? So you keep drawing in the same format, or the same characters. So my advice is to change up and element of how you draw, it’s as easy as using a new brush of photoshop, but it will trigger a problem solving part of your brain that will try and adapt the new element to your style or whatever so it’s more interesting to draw.

20) Do you have any tutorials?

Yes they are in the tag “tutorial”


Allen Ginsberg reads his poem America

by Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997)

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can’t stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.
I don’t feel good don’t bother me.
I won’t write my poem till I’m in my right mind.
When will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Christs?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I’m sick of your insane demands.
When will you re-invent the heart?
When will you manufacture land?
When will your cowboys read Spengler?
When will your dams release the floods of eastern tears?
When will your technicians get drunk and abolish money?
When will you institute religions of perception in your legislature?
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
I don’t want to die young.
I want to die old and unhappy.
I don’t mind dying so long as it’s not sordid.
Now Burroughs is in Tangiers I don’t think he’ll come back it’s sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of playing a practical joke?
I’m trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I’m doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
America I haven’t read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I’m not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get - only two dollars and twenty-seven cents.
I don’t want to work, maybe too good looking for the job.
I can’t study anymore. I’ll never teach for a living.
I sit in my house for days on end without going out.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there’s going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
The American flag is absolutely meaningless to me still just as it was in the thirties.
I won’t say the Lord’s Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven’t told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over from Russia.
I’m addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I’m obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I pass the corner of North West Street and Montgomery Street.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
Time Magazine is always telling me about responsibility.
Businessmen are serious.
Movie producers are serious. Everybody’s serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.
Asia is rising against me.
I haven’t got a chinaman’s chance.
I’d better consider my national resources.
My national resources consist of two sticks of marijuana, millions of genitals, an atom bomb, twothousandfivehundred mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in my flowerpots.
I have very few bordellos and that’s all there is.
I have abolished the whorehouses in France and Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I’m a Catholic.
America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his automobiles more so they’re all different sexes.
America I will sell you strophes at $2,500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe as trade in and the rest of your life to pay.
America free Tom Mooney.
America save the Spanish Loyalists.
America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die.
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven my mother took me to a Communist Cell meeting they sold us bubkes, a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother Bloor made me cry I once saw Border plain.
Everybody must have been a spy.
America you don’re really want to go to war.
America it’s them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia’s power mad. The Russia wants to eat us alive. She wants to take our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to take our factories.
Her wants to corrupt our college girls.
Her wants to put us all in slave labor camps.
Her wants to emaciate us like skeletons.
Her wants Malenko or Buganin or somebody to be our boss.
Her wants to dictify us.
Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Hah. Him need niggers. Huh. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from reading the newspapers.
America is this correct?
I’d better get right down to the job.
It’s true I don’t want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts factories, I’m nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I’m putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.

anonymous asked:

Wait you like Bully?? God bless man I appreciate you so much more now

Bully is probably my favorite standalone game of all time

I might be biased because I was exactly the protags age when it came out and it’s exactly my sense of humor and right up my grungy ugly aesthetic alley but it’s so nostalgic for me. I was obsessed with it for the longest time. I know absolutely every characters name, personality and daily routine lol. 

Also the soundtrack is so freaking good ahhhhh

Top Ten Underrated Horror Movies (Part 2/10)

Well, here is part two of my underrated horror movies. I hope some people find these amusing, because I realized that in part one, my dialogue was a bit on the funny side. I don’t know, I like to bring humor to my small reviews.

Anyway, here is part two. I hope you enjoy.

9. The Uninvited (2009)

Originally posted by nowliedownwithme

This is one of the more mild movies on this list. It is technically a horror movie, but it is really more psychological thriller. The Uninvited is a remake of the South Korean horror movie: “A Tale of Two Sisters”. I remember watching this movie over and over the year it came out and I got it on DVD, though I have no idea whatever happened to said DVD, anyway, I liked that it was more mild and had shocking moments here and there, because it reminded me of Alfred Hitchcock’s use of horror, where there is so much tension built up, leaving you vulnerable to the actual scares when you’re at the edge of your seat. 

It stars Emily Browning, who I am absolutely obsessed with and have been since I saw her in Ghost Ship, when I was in first grade. She plays the character, Anna, who has just been released from a psychiatric hospital, after attempting to kill herself. When she returns home, she discovers that her father is now dating the nurse who looked after her now deceased mother and soon believes that her mother did not die by accident, but actually at the hands of Rachel, played by the talented Elizabeth Banks. Anna and her sister, Alex soon try to find proof that Rachel is not who she says she is and is in fact responsible for the death of their mother.

I love this movie, because as I said, the tension is built up and when jump scares come, they are done tastefully. The acting is very great, especially from Elizabeth Banks who plays evil in a very subtle way that leaves her memerizing to watch. 

Originally posted by nevermindtheb0ll0cks

The ending of this movie ends with a twist, which many can argue is fairly predictable, is actually very well fit for the tone, and as I said reminds me of Hitchcock. The ending is also done in a tasteful fashion that leaves it memorable by how sudden it is. 

Definitely a must watch, especially on a rainy day, when you need a good horror mystery to satisfy your horror cravings. 

Originally posted by justbrowning

Ok I've meaning to write this for a while so here goes:

Man, Tamatoa changed my fucking life. He’s the reason I’m on Tumblr in the first place. He actually helped me begin healing from some very deep personal losses. My grandfather and beloved dog Sarge died in August within one day of each other. My grandpa’s body and grandma’s ashes were buried in September. I didn’t think I’d ever be ok again. My grandma died a few years earlier and my life slowly started becoming more depressing and stressful. It culminated in the deaths of my dog and grandfather. And my grandparents’ house where my dog is now buried will probably be sold because we can’t afford the taxes. I spent half of my childhood there. It was my other home. In some ways my true home. A place I always thought would be there, in the background, a place that I could always return to. And now it might be gone.

So by the time Moana was released in theatres I was already feeling horrible. And of course we all know what happened on “Election Day”. I needed to get out of the house. I needed a distraction-something to take my mind off of things and just have some fun. I thought Moana looked cute and was curious as to how Disney would handle a story set in Ancient Polynesia. So I went and saw it. I had a blast throughout the beginning of the film and was impressed with how Disney gracefully handled the culture. It felt respectful and fun at the same time. And it was hilarious. I loved all the characters.

And then we got to Tamatoa. I was shocked. I wasn’t expecting him at all. I didn’t read up on the film prior to seeing it as I wanted to be surprised. And boy was I. At first I was uncomfortable to be honest. I cringed. I thought Tamatoa was going to be one of those characters that was trying to be funny but wasn’t. Except god bless Jemaine Clement because Tamatoa was a hoot from the get go. I was like “Ok, he’s kinda edgy what with the whole ‘I ate my gramma!’ bit. Interesting direction Disney.” And then he started singing. I cringed again because I thought “Oh crap this time it’s gonna bad.” But as the song went on I noticed him being more and more cruel. And then Maui showed up. I was like “Oh shit! Shit’s about to go down.” And then his hook doesn’t work and it’s double oh shit. And then it’s like a switch had been flipped. Tama’s voice got deeper (and sexier) and his grin when he goes “Well, well, well,” was actually creepy. He then begins beating the shit out of Maui and his cruelty goes up to eleven. It becomes personal. I started grinning like an idiot because holy shit this is dark for Disney’s recent stuff. Like explicitly dark.

And then the lights went out.

I was speechless when his bioluminescence came on. My heart sang. The bridge was so beautiful and meaningful and his markings were absolutely gorgeous and inspired. I was utterly blown away by the last third of “Shiny”. That sequence alone sealed Moana as my favorite Disney movie. No joke. And I was so disappointed that there was no more of him in the movie 😫!

And I watched the rest if the film and of course was blown away and blubbering. Watching Grandma Tala made me cry of course. But as I got out I became obsessed with this film and Tamatoa in particular. I began searching for more info and pictures of him online. I eventually joined Tumblr after lingering around for a bit and joined the fandom here and let me tell it was the best decision I have ever made when it came to my online life. I have made so many friends here and I am having so much fun. I am learning so much and encountering beautiful and hilarious and inspiring stuff here all the time. My life has been broadened by coming onto to here.

And all of that is thanks to a giant singing shiny coconut crab monster.

So I just want to say thank you Disney for bringing us such a memorable and wonderful character. Thank you Lin Manuel Miranda for writing “Shiny” and thank you Jemaine Clement for bringing him to life.

And thank you Tamatoa. You have helped me beyond measure. I love you.

Watercast Appreciation Post

Oh my god it’s so fucking long, it’s like 2k words, people can ignore it, jeez, I talk too much

Since it’s Christmas time and it’s a period all about spreading love, I thought it’s a great time to share my love for @fishwrites’s Watercast (and since I can’t just draw fanart of it and be done with it, this is gonna be a veeeeeeeery long post). Now, Watercast has come to be one of the most well known fanfics in Klance, along with Dirty Laundry and On Thin Ice. For those who don’t know anything about it, it’s an AU in which humans, merfolk, avians and Galra cohabit Earth, and for obvious reasons, problems are expected to arise and Lance ends up saving Shiro and Keith and they, then, proceed to get stuck in a cave with Lance and Hunk looking after them until Shiro gets better. If you’ve never heard about it before, it’s more than worth a read. Anyway, so, obviously, since I very quickly became obsessed with it, I started going through the Watercast tag on Fish’s blog. I came across many stunning works of art and read a lot of the trivia on this world that she came up with, and I only wanted to immerse myself deeper into it as I went on, so, naturally, when I saw a post where the readers were asked if we would be interested in a printed copy, I went ‘Hell yeah!’. And then I found out that Watercast was an original work before it was a Klance fanfic and I went ‘Fuck yeah’ because this absolutely breathtaking masterpiece was an original and could possibly be published in the future? Sign me the fuck up, I want one, two, three copies, and I will pay extra to have them signed. What saddened me, though, was that Fish herself said that she didn’t think it could get published. Now, as a writer myself, I get the frustration and the uncertainty that comes with working on something, and I often don’t think I could get published, but having said that (and since my stuff is nothing to compare to Watercast), I want to move on from this painfully long introduction and tell everyone why Watercast (from what we’ve seen so far at least) is a wonderful piece of fiction (whether it be fan fiction or not) based on characters, relationships, plot, worldbuilding and overall composition. Let’s get this started.

SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT (also the important parts are in bold and italics)

Keep reading


So, its time again for another recipe. This one I made recently and fell absolutely head over heels with. It’s a fairly simple sugar cookie, but its all in the ingredients and execution to make it exceptional. I honestly think anyone who loves a melt in your mouth softness to their cookie, yet still a bit of a crunch, would adore it. Personally, fairykin came to mind when I first tasted it. Magically sweet :)

It’s got this lovely granular sugar feel when you bite it, but its also so buttery and has a touch of saltiness that brings out all the flavors. My very favorite cookie ever.

Will be presenting this one without my usual obsessive crass language sprinkled in, mostly due to the fact it’s so sweet and perfect, it can’t be sullied by my tongue XD


½ cup room temperature butter

½ cup crisco shortening

2 cups granulated white sugar

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon cream of tartar

1/8 teaspoon salt (I kinda eyeballed this one and probably ended up with closer to ¼ teaspoon. Was still awesome. Would recommend :P)

3 egg yolks

½ teaspoon vanilla flavoring

1 ¾ cup all-purpose flour

to start, preheat the oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit. In a large mixing bowl, using an electric beater, or a stand mixer, beat the butter and shortening on medium high speed for 30 seconds. Add sugar, baking soda, cream of tartar, and salt. Beat mixture until well combined, scraping the sides of the bowl to work it all in thoroughly. Add egg yolks and vanilla and beat well. Add flour slowly and beat well.

Shape dough into 1 inch balls and place 2 inches apart on greased cookie sheet or parchment paper covered cookie sheet. Bake for 12-14 minutes or until it sets up along the edges. It took me 16 per batch on my oven, so keep an eye on your first batch to get it just right. Cool cookies on the sheet for about 2 minutes and transfer to wire rack to finish cooling, or be like me and just let it cool on the tray. Cause I’m a lazy bastard and they tasted just fine as they were.

Best enjoyed warm, but they are very fragile no matter the state you consume them in. Could sprinkle some colored sugar crystals over the top for funsies, or replace 2 Tablespoons of the white sugar with colored sugar and make it all colorful inside. Don’t know how it would turn out since I’ve never done it but in theory its a good idea. Wait for them to cool for about 10 minutes before enjoying. The centers will fall and make a nice flat crispy outer with a soft warm inner. Very crumbly for a cookie. Eat with caution or a bib XD

I am absolutely, 50000000% going to name my Forces character Alexander Hamilton and he’s gonna be incredibly cool and and BA and no one can stop me MWAHAH

Also he’s gonna rap the entire time I’ve decided so yeah, SEGA you may need to hire Lin-Manuel Miranda sorry but just think of how cool it’ll be when all the cutscenes actually double as musical numbers like

They’re battering down the battery check the damages

We gotta stop ‘em and rob ‘em of their advantages

Let’s take a stand with the stamina God has granted us

Hamilton won’t abandon ship




it’s been 10 years since Pixar’s Cars came out in theaters and you have absolutely no idea how obsessed with it I was when it first came out. I had this godawful style back then (this was probably about two years after I started taking drawing seriously) and tried my absolute best to draw fan art and humanizations of the Cars characters but um….. well let’s just say the one I chose (left) was one of the better ones. ;; man if 14-year-old me could have seen how I draw now she would have been in tears.

so the thing I sketched tonight wasn’t the absolute best, but I definitely needed something to compare to my old stuff and show improvement. people always focus on Lightning and Mater’s friendship but no one talks about Mack??? he was always one of my faves and I always headcanoned him looking vaguely like John Ratzenberger for obvious reasons

tbh one of my favourite things about ML is that a kids’ show has a male protagonist who is completely, explicitly, and unapologetically in love. In “Dark Cupid” he literally sighs and slides down the wall in bliss when he thinks that the poem came from Ladybug. But at the same time, his feelings are not obsessive. He respects Ladybug enough to not pry or demand that she reveal her identity; he is absolutely selfless and puts her first 99% of the time. But he doesn’t place her on a pedestal; he can see when she does something wrong (like how aggressively she treats Lila) and calls her out on it. 

I just love Adrien’s characterization because it is so, so important for young boys to know that it’s okay to express your feelings, it’s okay to be in passionate and sentimental and to cry when you want to, and it doesn’t make you any less “manly” or “masculine” to be emotional. And for all children, to see such a prime example of a healthy relationship is so very important.

I hate when I can’t hold in my loneliness.  This crying has been happening too often, every other week now.  What do normal people do when they get this sad?  They reach out to friends or family, I think. 

That’s not an option. 

Welcome to a new obsession. And to a scene that hit very close to home in a lot of ways….  Anyways, I loved Rami Malek’s portrayal of Elliot, it’s absolutely brilliant. If you haven’t seen Mr. Robot yet, I highly suggest giving it a shot!   

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Baze is a babe tbh. When I first got into Lord of the Rings movies, I absolutely loved Leg.olas, to start off with. Orlando was just that phenomenal to me. So, when I got further into Tolkien works and watched The Hobbit when it came out, that original thought kept going, despite the lack of emotions Leg.o.las had in The Hobbit films. Because of that original thought, I was super hyped to see a Lego.las around who was active and I thought did him justice. Baze writes beautifully and I am obsessed, i tell you, with their threads on my dash. I always enjoy their writing and how they show the emotions of the character that we saw in LotR. I honestly???? keep getting blown away by their writing. Lowkey, we have a ship going on that I also really love and Baze, in general, I absolutely adore. They are just absolutely so sweet and kind and talented. I always look forward to talking to them, ooc or ic, over anything at all, really. <3

So, this week I have been absolutely obsessed with the song “New York” by Ed Sheeran, I’ve always loved this song, but I’ve been over analyzing the lyrics because I think their really cute. Now, when this song first came out, I didn’t think it was about Taylor at all, Like, it doesn’t seem like Taylor to drive around new york in a taxi with a guy, but recently, I’m almost one hundred percent undoubtedly sure it is about Taylor Swift.

Shall we take a look at the lyrics?

Five drinks in on Friday night, we only came to dry your eyes, and get you out of your room.
To me, i believe this line is discussing the topic of the Harry/Taylor breakup. Ed has always been there to comfort Taylor, so it makes sense that he would dry her eyes if she was crying about all the heartbreak and nonsense.
Now this bar has closed it’s doors, I found my hand is holding yours, do you wanna go home so soon? Maybe we could take a ride, though the night and sing along to every song thats on the radio, in the back of the taxi cab in Brooklyn.

Now, these lyrics I’m a bit skeptical and unsure about. all I can say is that, if Taylor had a few drinks, I doubt she would object to Ed holding her hand, and I’m sure she’d honestly take it as a comforting, friendly gesture. Also, She may suggest going home, because lets be honest, its Taylor Swift and she’s far from the “party hard until the morning” type.

And if I kiss you darling, please don’t be alarmed, its just the start of everything if you want.

Now, to me, this screams sweeran. because can I please bring this up, because it explains itself.
Yesterday, you gave me a call, stressing out about it all.
This, I believe could possibly be a link to the VMA issue with Taylor.

Reason being is:
“Selena said, ‘I think Miley’s gonna win [over me]’. And Taylor was like, ‘Shut the f*** up!’ That’s all that was!”
Ed went on to reveal that Taylor was understandably mortified after video footage made it appear that she was talking about her ex.
“Taylor was like, ‘I think I messed up’,” he added.

And you don’t know where to begin, cuz you’ve spent a lifetime fitting in, only to wind up on the other side, by yourself, and everyday you’re screaming out to all the people that you used to know.”

THIS. This one is the lyric that lead me to believe that this song is about Taylor, because she was obviously bullied as a child,

And she’s spent her whole life trying to fit in, trying to express herself through her music, only to be overwhelmed with hate aimed at her, landing her on the complete opposite side of what she wished to do.
also, the “screaming out to all the people that you used to know” line reminds me of reaching out to old friends that have since seemed to fade out of Taylor’s life, such as Katy Perry, Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, and many more.

But that’s just the way that life goes, and you hear it in every song you know, so DJ, play it again.
This lyric, I’m unsure if he said in “every song you know” or “every song you wrote” If the lyric does happen to be “wrote” I’d have to say that it’s most likely about the blonde songwriter we all know. But if not, I feel as if this line could relate to Taylor’s love to music and the way she emotionally connects to it.

It’s okay to cry, but I’m thinking maybe that’s a waste, after all, you know I’m here for you.
Taylor has said before that he’s extremely wise and gives the best advice, and we all know that if Ed knew Taylor was upset, he’d be the first there to comfort her, and thats just how I imagine this played out. He’s always been there for her, and this lyric is basically saying he always will be. Keep in mind…
“Me and Taylor aren’t going to fall out” -Ed Sheeran

“I never want to lose Ed, and the only way to guarantee he will be in my life is not to date him” -Taylor Swift (awh)

I’ve just kissed you darling, I hope you weren’t alarmed, it’s just the start of everything if you want…
let’s just let this one linger ;)

Now, I could be wrong about this. The song could be about someone else, like Ellie, or Claire, but just wanted to let my sweeran heart be happy for a moment :)

Chocolate Cake: Chapter 2

[Finally finished chapter 2! This chapter was quite fun to write and I really enjoyed all of the sweet messages and comments from you guys! Thank you! I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I do! :3]

Description: Adrien offers to help Marinette while she’s taking care of the bakery on her own.

Word Count: 2782

Rating: K

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Marinette stared up at Adrien with her mouth wide open and her face still red from crying. She had just told Adrien, to his face, that she was obsessed with him. Marinette wouldn’t have been surprised if she exploded just then.

Adrien looked a bit taken aback, and possibly flattered at the offhand remark, but he made no attempt to leave. Marinette had absolutely no idea what to do.

“O-oh I’m so s-sorry Adrien I thought you were Alya. I-i didn’t know. A-a-and when I said obsessed I meant over y-your work and the designs you w-wear cause I really like fashion and your super good at b-being fashion… I jUST REALLY LIKE YOUR CLOTHEs.”

Adrien blinked a few times then smiled at Marinette after a quiet chuckle escaped his lips. Luckily, Marinette was looking at the ground, so she couldn’t see the enormous blush pass over the model’s face.

“Umm, thank you. I guess? But umm, I came out here to see if you were doing alright, so are you? Uhh doing alright I mean.”

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VM Fanfic Author Interview -- Bryrosea

This week’s author interview is with the one, the only, bryrosea. She is an incredibly versatile author who, with a simple turn of phrase, kicks you in the feels. If you have a Logan x Veronica shaped itch bryrosea has probably written a fic to scratch it. (Weird sentence. We apologize for nothing.)

A series completely from Logan’s POV? Can I interest you in the “I Fell In Love Again” series?

How about the sweet (read: HYSTERICAL) Logan and a goat fic you never knew you needed? Try “Pan’s Revenge.”

Do you like some angst or hurt/comfort on the side of your romance? Then do yourself a favor and read her “Stay With Me” series.

She’s a gift to the fandom, a very nice person, and we’re thrilled she said yes to an interview. Read on for character insights and feels galore. 

1. Describe your Veronica Mars fandom trajectory. Were you in and always in? Did you bounce out? Did you dabble and then go into full on obsession mode?

I think of myself as an old fan, but new to the fandom. I started watching the show when it first aired, right before the fourth episode. At the time, I hung out on the Joan of Arcadia boards at Television Without Pity, and people there were losing. their. shit. about this new show. It had a teenage private eye?? Trying to solve her best friend’s murder?? I mean, it sounded a little stupid, but I am nothing if not suggestible, so I caught a marathon UPN did of the first three episodes leading right into the new episode four. Needless to say, I was hooked. I watched the rest of the show religiously as it aired with my college roommates, but never really got much into the fandom side of things. I’d post on the boards, and contribute to some of the campaigns, but I never read fic, or ventured into the LJ communities, or went to any cons or events or anything. The third season coincided with my move across the country to start teaching—a job that is pretty all consuming in the first few years—so I missed huge chunks of season 3 and kind of drifted away from the show.

I’d done a few nostalgia re-watches in the intervening years, turned a few friends on to the show, etc., but it wasn’t until I did a complete re-watch in anticipation of the movie that the obsession really became full blown. For some reason, this show about a teenager resonates even more strongly with me as an adult than it did when I was roughly the age of the main characters.

Once the movie came out, it was a very, very rapid slide for me from multiple back-to-back rewatches, to obsessive posting on the forums, to searching out every single review and article about the movie, to finally giving in and reading fanfic. I got lucky and very early on happened across machawicket‘s Metal Under Tension, which was the absolute PERFECT thing to read post-movie, and once again I. was. hooked. In my memory, after that there was a months long orgy of nonstop fanfic reading before I posted my first story, but I just went back to check publication dates and I find that it was only EIGHT DAYS later. Eight days from reading fic for the first time to posting it. My mind is completely blown. It’s like a fanfic-time wormhole.  

2. Pick three of your top moments in new!canon (movie, The Thousand Dollar Tan Line, and Mr. Kiss and Tell). What is it about those moments you love so much?

1) Pillar sex. 2) Pillar sex. 3) Pillar sex. No? Something a little more thought out? Okay, I’ll go with one from each of the new canon pieces.

The Movie – Pillar sex. Bear with me here; this is not prurient (okay, not solely prurient). My favorite moments in the show (both to watch and to write about) are the rare but honestly-won moments of true openness. The moments where none of the characters in the scene are dissembling, or holding back anything, or hiding, or deflecting. The scene where Veronica and Keith find out that he is her biological father comes to mind, or Veronica’s confession to Wallace about her rape in ATTtD, or Veronica and Logan’s doorway reunion in “Show Me The Monkey.” All of these are times—albeit brief—when the characters are just flat out feeling, without their walls up. The pillar sex scene is the one moment in the movie that is like that. Both Veronica and Logan are fully there, fully in it. No hiding away. Nothing is said, but nothing is exactly unsaid either. There is no way to read their faces in that moment as anything other than a true meeting of the souls, in my mind.

Plus; hot AF.  

My favorite points of new canon from TTDTL and MKAT are kind of interwoven. From TTDTL, Veronica’s growing and restructuring relationship with her father (“I’m your partner, Veronica”) and from MKAT, the struggle between doing justice and running a business that was exemplified by Veronica getting hired to investigate Grace’s case by the hotel’s insurance company. Both of these hit at one of the most interesting aspects of the nine year time jump, to me, which is the fact that Veronica is no longer a teenage private eye, but just a private eye. Lots of things that the original series dealt with because of Veronica’s age—her ability to infiltrate teen environs, being underestimated because of her age, dancing on the wrong side of law with the cushion of being a “juvenile”—lose their drawing power now that our heroine is twenty-nine years old, rather than seventeen years old. So it was really important to me that new!canon introduce new obstacles and struggles surrounding the job for Veronica. I love how real and adult these struggles are. How do you work with your reluctant father as an equal? What about when people start to prefer you over him? How do you weigh paying the bills with finding justice? What happens when they come into conflict? What is being a PI like for Veronica when it’s not just a stepping stone on the way to her future; it is her future? These are the interesting questions that can animate the series for years to come, IMO, if only they would give us mooooore!

3. What are your writing rituals or the environment you prefer to write in?

I can (and do) kind of type away idly anywhere, but I won’t accomplish much. For serious get-things-done writing time I need quiet (absolute silence preferable). I do my best work very early in the morning on weekends or in my classroom late in the evening after I’ve finished grading. I’m “in the closet” about my fic writing with people in my real life—not even my husband knows—so I kind of prefer to hole up like some sort of wild animal.

I need a full keyboard laptop and the ability to email my frustrations to marshmallowtasha. Anything else is gravy.

4. Let’s talk Veronica Mars movie and book timeline. You mentioned that you’re currently editing it for Mr. Kiss and Tell events. Since there are a … few … inconsistencies within canon, what is your process for deciding what is crucial and what can be bygones?

How much time do you have?

Okay, so there are two kinds of inconsistencies. There are canon versus real world issues; for example, Logan being stationed in San Diego despite the fact that there are no strike squadrons there. Or the distance between Neptune and San Diego. In these cases, I’m generally going to go with canon unless it is just too ridiculous to countenance.  This is a fictional world, after all.

THEN there are canon versus canon inconsistencies, like the continually moving target of Logan’s leave and return dates for his magically fluctuating 180 day deployment. Or the perplexing question of what year it freaking is?!** These are the ones that make me tear my hair out. Where I can, for timeline purposes, I try to acknowledge both realities, creating several possible options and letting fans/writers pick the one that works best with their own headcanon. A veritable buffet—a Golden Corral of timeline options—that’s me! This is probably what I will wind up doing for Logan’s deployment since, given things actually stated in canon, I have a minimum of three different potential leave dates and four different potential return dates. (Oh, Rob Thomas. You keep me young.)

In other places, of lesser importance to me personally (*waves at the Lianne/Hunter timeline*), I will usually just go with whatever I like best, but try to add a note explaining inconsistencies. My own personal canon preferences are always going to go with older, established information over new conflicting information. I’d say my personal chain of canon permanence goes:

Show canon > Movie canon > Book canon > Personal headcanon > Credible info from show runners (interviews, etc.) > Online info from characters’ old LJs and the like

**In my world it’s 2016/2017 in new!canon. Deal with it.

5. Was your I Fell In Love Again series your first foray into Veronica Mars fanfiction? What was it about that story (or series of stories) that you had to tell?

It was my first foray into any kind of non-academic writing, actually. I was (still am) obsessed with the idea of that phone call from Logan. I mean, nine years of no contact, no calls, no emails, no run-ins—NINE YEARS. That is time in which he (apparently) nearly bottomed out emotionally multiple times, straightened up, graduated college, joined the freaking Navy, underwent years of rigorous training, got winged, DEPLOYED TO A WAR ZONE, and he never called.

So what the hell would it be like to be in his shoes nine years later and feel like now, NOW he’s going to call? Now, it is finally going to be, “I need your help, Veronica.”

I mean, damn.

Once I discovered fanfic, I searched frantically for the story of why he made the call from his POV. Couldn’t find it anywhere, decided to write it myself, got a few nice comments…the rest kind of snowballed.

6. Your OTP is obviously Logan and Veronica. Why do you feel Logan is the one for her and Veronica is the one for him?

Fun fact: It took me a while to hop onto this ship. I always liked Logan as a character, but on my first watch through Season 1, the shift from frienemy/make-out partner to devoted boyfriend seemed too sped-up to me. (The scene on V’s couch where Logan says “I can’t take that I hurt you when all I want to do is protect you;” I actually remember rolling my eyes and snorting at the over-earnestness of that that first time it aired. Ha ha ha! Oh, past self, if you only knew.) It wasn’t until Season 2 that I got fully on board—specifically it was the fight in his room over Kendall (“that one is less a girlfriend and more a…playmate”) and their obvious mutual hurt and fucked up love for each other that pushed me into full on OTPness.

As far as why they are each other’s “one,” I actually think that if I could come up with a good answer to that, I might be able to stop writing fanfiction about them, but I haven’t figured it out yet. Their history? The constant verbal and intellectual challenge they both provide each other and clearly thrive on?  The way their broken pieces fit together so neatly? The in-fucking-sane chemistry? The fact that despite the fear and the angst and the obstacles they continue to choose each other, over and over and over?

All of it? I think that’s really it. It is a whole package kind of thing. If you take away any of the above elements they instantly become a less compelling couple to me. They are like a perfect storm of love and hate and history and need and fear.


7. I believe you mentioned in a post on Tumblr that some variation of ‘Don’t Go’ is present in each of your fics. Can you explain that a little more?

Favorite moment of new!canon strikes again! ☺

I’m just not sure you could sum the Logan/Veronica dynamic up any more succinctly than, “Wait, don’t go”/ “Okay.” She only opens herself up to him—we never see her verbalize need to any of her other partners—and he will always, always stay for her.

It’s such a central part of their chemistry that it started unconsciously working its way into their interactions in my fic, and then it just became a fun sort of internal challenge to myself to see how many different ways I could organically work it in to my stories. I write mostly Movie-verse AU and one of my favorite things to do in my writing is play around with canon details in different contexts. So sometimes the “don’t go” is a straight up verbalization, sometimes it is in the form of physical actions that convey the conversation, sometimes it’s Veronica asking, sometimes it’s Logan.

I will note that it hasn’t come up yet in With Me, my current WIP, but it is definitely planned and written.

8. Are there any oneshot or minor characters that you would have liked to have a bigger role somewhere in the Veronica Mars universe? 

One gap I’d like to see filled is that the show never really had a great, layered female villain. All of the truly menacing big bads were guys; Aaron, Cassidy, Mercer. Probably Kendall is the closest we got to a complex “bad” female character, but her storyline completely fizzled at the beginning of Season 3. Celeste—who could have been interesting—got reduced to a one-note ice bitch. Let’s not even start on Madison.

What if S2’s bus bomber had been Molly Fitzpatrick, orchestrating a scheme to send her family away in retaliation for them having Felix killed? What if Gia really had been the mastermind behind Carrie’s death, rather than just a red herring? (Although I did love Gia in the movie.) What if, instead of casting Lucky in a wig as the murderous-disgruntled TA, they had cast a woman—making the contrast and competition with Veronica that much more interesting?

I’m really happy that both Petra Landros and Marcia Langdon have been introduced in the books. Those are powerful, intriguing characters with a lot of room for moral gray-ness that I would LOVE to see played out in a mini-series or reboot!

9. Pick a character or two from Veronica Mars that you write for. What are three things you like to keep in mind when writing for that specific character(s)?

This was actually really hard for me to answer; I’m not as purposeful or thinky about my writing process as a lot of the fandom’s more accomplished and better authors are. I just kind of let the characters talk to me (one reason I haven’t written much Mac despite the fact that I LUV HUH is that I have a really hard time getting her voice right without defaulting to Female Friend #1 type tropes).

So, for Logan it’s the rhythm of his speech. The characteristic “likes” and “you knows” and the pattern of his patter that needs to be broken up with physical descriptions to translate onto the page, for me.

For Veronica it’s the constant tension between what she’s showing on the outside and what she’s thinking/feeling. It is really rare when the two are the same thing for her, so I try to be very intentional and not too indulgent about when I give her those moments of outward and inward synchronicity. Otherwise I’m doing the writerly dance of trying to portray both her outer and the inner emotions without tipping my hand too much and coming across as obvious. I’d estimate that I succeed at this to my satisfaction about forty percent of the time. Veronica Mars is smarter than me, y’all.

10. It’s the year 2030. Where are Veronica and Logan and what are they up to?

Oh god, I’m going to try not to spoil any of my WIPs with actual details here…

They are together, they are snarky, they are maturing gracefully—Logan in his early forties is slightly graying and wears glasses to drive at night and is a STONE FUCKING FOX, while Veronica is one of those women who only looks more like herself with each passing year.

She does the taxes, he keeps the house clean. Neither of them remembers to grocery shop until they are down to, like, a single lemon and a box of baking soda, so they still eat out a lot.

They are happy and sad and comfortable and living their lives. Veronica kicks ass on a regular basis. Logan brags about her constantly. They make friends who didn’t grow up in Neptune.

Sometimes he is an asshole and she calls him on it. Sometimes she tries to compartmentalize him out of her problems and he’s learned when to give her space and when to push her. She’s moody and prickly. He feels things too deeply and struggles with bouts of feeling inadequate. They yell. They both retreat into sarcasm and push each others’ buttons. They communicate. The make-up sex continues to be epic.

Times are rocky and then they are good and then they are amazing and then they are rocky again. They have learned to grow with each other. The future is no longer a scary concept. They are in love. They love each other. They both live independent lives that they have chosen to intertwine. They are each other’s solid rock and touchstone. They dwell in a world that they have built together.  

They…they…yeah, I need to stop now. I’m so insanely full of feelings and this has gotten so fluffy that I’m embarrassing even myself. I’M SORRY FOR ME!


On a last note, thank you so much to the lovely ladies of vmficrecs for letting me do this. This blog is an INVALUABLE fandom resource and a tremendous labor of love and I’m honored to be a part of it in any way I can. Thanks Suzanne and Kait and the Fic Advisory team!


Hey Taylor my names lily and 13 years old. I have enjoyed your music since I was six back when I probably had no idea who you actually were but I remember absolutely loving love story and you belong with me. It was around 4 years ago when I became a swiftie. I really loved the story of us and mine and that made me go and listen to the whole of speak now and I fell in love with it. A few months later red came out and that’s when I became obsessed I used to always play it in the car and tell everyone at school about it and it was just my favourite thing. Since then you have helped me through so much. In 2012 my dad was diagnosed with cancer and just over a year later unfortunately he passed away. It was the most difficult time in my life and music in general especially yours helped me and my family to get through it. After that I became quite shy and was left out at school I struggled to make friends and then was picked on by some people in my class again I turned to your music. That was when I made my Instagram and tumblr accounts and made my best friends because of you I started feeling more accepted and confident and I managed to start making more friends at school who understood me. On the 27th of June last year I finally got to see you in concert and it was the best day of my entire life and a memory I will be forever grateful for. I hope so,e day I can meet you.
Thank you for everything Taylor