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Gingers have no soul

Just to emphasize a bit more how stupid that person who said  “You’re probably black or asian or something to defend diversity in fucking fan fiction so much !”  is. Here’s a picture of my non-white self…Wait. WRONG. I’m white. I’m actually so damn pale that if I stood naked in front of a white wall, no one would see me. Super white. Also, I don’t defend diversity in only fan fiction, I defend it IN EVERYTHING. I hope one day to become an actual publish author, to publish my own original novels, and there’s many non-white, non-straight people in my stories, because WHY THE FUCK NOT RIGHT ? As if you need to be something to defend it. Erf. So damn stupid. 

And yes, this is somewhat of a re-post, I just had to say again because such prejudice are dumb. It’s not because I want minorities to be represented, that I’m from said minorities. Here. Said once and for all. 

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I just wanted to get some folks together to pay a tribute to somebody who’s, not only been by my side for the duration of this amazing journey, but somebody who has devoted his entire professional life to service this country. The best Vice President America has ever had, Mr. Joe Biden.

My country is celebrating 100 years of independence this year and we are also achieving marriage equality on the 1st of March. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate our achievements as a nation than celebrating equality and human rights. Congratulations, Finland, may there be many more victories such as this and may your freedom last a thousand years!

(yes, the Finnish flag appears backwards because she’s waving it around)

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Favorite relationships: Isak og Eskild
Where are you ↵
on my way home
I’m coming.

sdehfi  asked:

Hi I'm gonna try and be polite but this makes me wanna throw up so...uh, Junkrat is 25, and Roadhog is 48, so that relationship is considered to be pedophilia. And I didn't mean to see your art, Blizzard said they'd crack down on porn of their characters, those two are included. I'm sorry, I can't change you from drawing them sexually, but it's kinda disgusting???

“Guys like us are cool in college–”

“But we’re not in college…”

not actually knowing what’s happening in the musical but just rolling with it 👌

edit; i think i just realized the ‘r’ on michael’s headphones are supposed to label which is the right and left one i’m,,,,so stupid,,,,,,
edit 2; i fixed it let’s just not acknowledge that happened

sans-boondoggler  asked:

hey buddy. since you're takin requests, how about a little kustard ship fluff? something cute with classic sans and fell sans bein' all lovey. love the art, btw.

Sorry, this isn’t very lovey, is it?

I hope it’s still sorta close to what you were expecting

Here are more of my Belle/Adam NSFW headcanons that were actually asked for this time

Quick note: The first two headcanons will probably be familiar, since I already leaked them (and also, my recent fic is based off the second headcanon lol). Enjoy the Sin™

• Some nights they take baths together, both of them seated in a tub of lukewarm water, rose petals floating on the water’s surface, dim candles flickering soft light onto the dark walls, and Belle between Adam’s legs with her back rested against his firm chest. The atmosphere of the candle-lit room always starts out serene, usually filled with quiet conversations, Adam’s fingers skimming through Belle’s damp hair and grazing his manicured nails along her scalp, as she talks enthusiastically about whatever book she is reading at the moment. She will have the book with her, of course, and Adam will happily hook his chin over her shoulder and let her read to him. Eventually, to no one’s surprise, the once tranquil room comes to life with the sounds of sloshing water, desperate sighs, and smacking lips when Adam can no longer contain the desire pooling low in his belly at the gentle, clearly articulated sound of Belle’s voice. Her intellect—for some ungodly reason—is outrageously alluring. A deft hand between her legs, a teasing mouth at her ear, and suddenly water is spilling over the tub walls and splattering onto the floor, Belle writhing as she comes undone in Adam’s arms with his name on her lips.

• He doesn’t know why it takes him so long to notice, but when she is perched upon his bare chest and tracing a gentle finger over his parted lips, it dawns over Adam that Belle is quite fixated on his mouth. And oh, the fun he has with that. It starts out subtle; him quickly licking the pad of his index finger before turning the page of his book when he knows she’s watching, and “accidentally” missing her lips when he goes in for a quick peck, instead pressing a chaste (but is it chaste?) kiss to the corner of her mouth. It is only when Belle notices a sudden new habit of his, one of which involves dragging his finger across his bottom lip while in thought (and one that has been occurring quite too often), that she starts to become suspicious. Realization strikes when she scolds Adam for saying something crude, and he smugly calls her out.

  • “That filthy mouth of yours!”
  • “You mean the one that you revere so much? Amoureux, your eyes haven’t left my lips since I entered the room. If you’re going to kiss me, please, don’t abstain any longer. I’m sure you’re starving for it.”
  • And she had never kissed him like that before. All tongue and teeth and shoulders slamming into bookshelves. And when she begs him to fuck her, he chuckles and breathes into her ear, “That filthy mouth of yours.”

• Another thing Belle is rather taken with; Adam finishing inside of her. There is something so satisfying in the way the muscles in his back tense beneath her fingers as he comes, the way he settles his hot, heavy weight on top of her after one last, deep thrust. His face always hovers briefly, mouth open soundlessly, until he buries his head against her shoulder and lets out a beautiful noise that is somehow a mixture of a moan, a growl, and a cry. She finds so much comfort in his body trembling in her arms as he tries to catch his breath, her cheek resting against his hair. She would stay there forever if she could.

• The first time they fight—and not just one of their short-lived, trifling quarrels, but a real fight that results in slamming doors and raw throats—Belle and Adam don’t speak for days. Every time they pass each other in the castle, Belle’s shoulders stiffen and Adam sticks out his chin and clenches his jaw. And it is Belle, of course, who makes a snide remark and gets the whole ball rolling once more. The servants make away with themselves when the screaming starts, and Adam is damn near ready to leave himself when Belle gets in his face, the two of them nose to nose and breathing heavily. But there is this superior twinkle in her eyes, and something in Adam snaps. The force of his lips on hers leaves them bruised in the aftermath, and their chests audibly collide when he pulls her flush against his body. They don’t make it to a bed, a piece of furniture, or even a wall, he just takes her in the middle of the floor. And at some point words of anger melt into coos of affection, rough touches turn tender, and the hard snap of his hips slows to a languid grind. That prideful twinkle in Belle’s eyes is replaced by a warm, doting glow, and the two lovers fall into a fit of giggles once they’re through; sweaty, sated, and laughing on the floor in their torn and ruffled clothes.

• Jealous!Adam :-)

• Adam takes Belle in the garden because he knows that the new gardener who has been eyeing his wife is currently trimming the hedges nearby. Belle doesn’t protest at all—she does quite the opposite, actually. If there was any doubt that the gardener didn’t hear her obscene and unabashedly loud cries of pleasure, that doubt was obliterated immediately when the gardener spotted the pair a few hours later and hastily averted his gaze.

• I have mentioned this concept a few times before, but let us just consider it again; Adam getting so overwhelmed while he is dancing with Belle, that he drags her away in the midst of a ball to an alcove just off the ballroom so he can have his way with her. He cramps her into the corner of the already confined space, pressing hot, sloppy kisses to her lips and husking out words of molten desire into her open mouth. Having her husband’s tongue inside of her is oddly much more exhilarating when the chatter of their party guests can be heard from only 15 feet away, and Belle’s orgasm takes her by surprise when she hears her father’s curious voice creeping closer to the alcove, the possibility of being caught distending between her legs and washing through her whole body in a new and alarming form of euphoria.

• Having sex in places where they can easily get caught becomes a thing for them, because hey, we all know they be kinky as hell.

• Also, um… balcony sex… (o˘◡˘o)

ON A FINAL NOTE, BELLE TOTALLY PUT ON A SHOW FOR ADAM ONE NIGHT BY WEARING NOTHING BUT HIS BEDAZZLED CORONET UPON HER HEAD, AND SHE MADE HIM CALL HER “HIGHNESS” AKLFHLAKHLKAF (I DON’T FUCKING CARE IF HISTORY SAYS FRENCH PRINCE’S DIDN’T WEAR CORONETS, YOU CAN’T CONVINCE ME THAT ADAM DIDN’T HAVE SOME SORT OF CROWN)

hey y’all it’s your local (hot) mess, macy 🐰 so yesterday was this blog’s one year anniversary and i can’t believe it’s been a whole year?? it’s been a wild ride, this blog has grown more than i could’ve imagined and i’ve met such incredible and lovely people, i love you all so much and i’m really thankful to you all for brightening up my dash with quality memes and amazing content ^.^

Thank you all and I hope you’re having a beautiful day/night 💘

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On the Argo, probably
  • Percy: Hey Frank, could you pass the syrup?
  • Frank: Sure
  • Percy: Frank you
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  • Percy: Hey Annie, there's a spider on your shoulder
  • Annabeth: *freaks out*
  • Percy: anna-bet you didn't see that coming
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  • Nico: Jason, did you move my jacket?!
  • Percy, popping out from behind plant: Nic-oh no he didn't!
  • _
  • Jason: *eating spaghetti*
  • Percy: here's a napkin Jason, you have something on your grace.

anonymous asked:

do you ever think about how when even was manic he said 'we're so going to get married' and then when he was depressed he said 'in another universe we're together for all eternity' and cry

I cry more about what that turned into actually??? They started off talking on such a grand scale, “man of my life” and “married” and “eternity”, and while that might be romantic… I feel like that didn’t serve Even particularly well? If you’re living life as a film, you might make the big gesture and let the curtain fall. If you’re living life thinking of all the parallel universes, you can comfort yourself that one of them is getting it ‘right’. What I really loved about season three was that it wasn’t too precious about anything, Isak and Even enjoyed all the talk about the infinite and du er mannen i mitt liv but it wasn’t what ended up actually meaning the most to them. 

What wound up being the most important thing was you and me and this bed and now. And then ‘move in with me because I want you and your dirty socks and your elbow next to mine on the kitchen table’. The everyday, every day. The “now” means more to me than any hypothetical forever and they’re giving everything they could right at this minute. That’s what gets me more than anything with them, seeing them take such good care of each other because they aren’t counting on anything else. Because life is

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*・゚゚・*:.。..。.:*゚:*:✼✿ Happy Birthday Baby ✿✼:*゚:.。..。.:*・゚゚・*

Happy Birthday Baby, I hope you have a more than wonderful day because you deserve it more than anything! You are loved and adored by all of us don’t ever doubt that! We’re all thankful that you are part of Red Velvet and being able to see you grow into the astonishingly beautiful woman that you are! Thank you for everything and more! I love you very much Baby #HAPPYYERIDAY 💕💕💕

  • Lucius: *finds Gryffindor clothes thrown in Draco's trunk over the holidays* DRACO IS THERE SOMETHING YOU AREN'T TELLING ME?!?
  • Draco: *nervous sweating*
  • Lucius: Oh, I see what's going on here-
  • Draco: Dad, it's not-
  • Lucius: *at the same time as Draco* You're working against us!
  • Draco: *at the same time as Lucius* I'M SORRY I DIDN'T ASK TO BE GAY FOR HARRY POTTER!
  • Lucius: ...
  • Draco: ...
  • Draco: I'mma just- *points to door*
  • Lucius: Yeah, good idea