i'm still not putting these in the tags

anonymous asked:

Can you maybe draw a smiling happy Ryouta (maybe with Impostor and Tsumiki with him)? These children deserve happiness and safety and none of the bad things. Thanks! Have a nice day! (◕∀◕✿)

(ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧ I hope you have a nice day, too!! 

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first batch of fashion folder jojo rqs w/ some ladies!!

Friendly reminder that Klaus’ letter was preceded by “that is the beginning of another story”, which is meant to highlight key components in the letter, such as Klaus wanting to thank Caroline in person. This suggests that they do eventually meet up, and that their meeting is not a mere fleeting chapter in their lives.

This isn’t a nod to their friendship. They’ve never been just friends. This is a promise of a romantic future. 

There is no doubt in my mind that if Caroline and Klaus were to ever reunite (and according to the finale they do) that Klaus would want something romantic from her. And if you believe otherwise, you’re kidding yourself. 

However long it takes is a throwback to a romantic scene. A romantic scene that suggests a promise of a romantic future between the characters. This isn’t mere banter between friends. Because Caroline has never been just a friend to Klaus. It’s a promise of a romantic future. 

“that is the beginning of another story”
“however long it takes” 

Eventually this story will be realized. And it isn’t a story about friendship. 

Okay like I’m all for disliking a ship or whatever but like… can people please keep their ship hate out of the tag?

Here are some fun ways to keep your hate out of the ships tags:

- Don’t spell it completely. doing ‘//’ or ‘.’ does not keep it out of the tag if it’s still spelled fully. (Nik//than would still come up in the nikthan tag while nkthn won’t)

- use a number instead of a letter! (n1kthan will not show up in the nikthan tag)

- A mix of both is a surefire way to keep it out of the tag (nk//than, for example.)

Things that will not keep a post out of the tag:

- Adding the word ‘anti’ next to it. (Anti nikthan or anti-nikthan will still show up in the tag. Likewise, putting the word in the tag even if the tag is a phrase will put it in the tag, like ‘I think nikthan made this post’ will put it in the nikthan tag)

- only adding // or .. (n//ikthan will still show up in the tag)

- Putting the ship name in the post itself. (This is… obvious. But if you search ‘nikthan’ on tumblr, anything with ‘nikthan’ in the post itself will show up in that tag)

Thanks for your time. Tag responsibly!

I predict… whoops! It seems that Mod Marie will forget to queue a post, and go a whole day without posting anything on this blog! Silly Mod Marie!

concept: it’s early in the morning and you’re soundly sleeping still. i head into the kitchen to make you your favorite breakfast, smiling at the thought of your sleepy morning voice

amazonqueendianaprince  asked:

...or, you know, some of us think Cap is and was right about the whole thing because we're also opposed to the real-world implementation of similar fascist legislation such as The Patriot Act and it has nothing to do with liking him more?

That quote basically says, yes oversight is the right ethical and logical choice, but Cap is a good person, and that puts us in a quandary and I am saying that that is bad math.

It’s also a similar bad math that comes up in A LOT of 616 CW discussions, where Captain America himself (and the anti-reg side) essentially takes the position to non-metas that they should accept that metas occupy a position above the law/beyond equal prosecution by the law, because, you know, they’re different, and their circumstances are different, but you trust CAPTAIN AMERICA, riiiiight? Let the metas judge their own and police their own, what do you need the Constitutional right of equality under the law for? Obviously, this base position is immediately complicated by the clusterfuck of everything else in CW, but I’d argue that that’s deliberate. It’s one of the reasons I’m not a fan of the event, because I really like Cap, and I hate the things it makes him argue and I find them antithetical to him as a character.

I also don’t exactly get why so many people find a difference of opinion on a comics event, or, apparently, an actor’s opinion on an upcoming film none of us have seen as a personal challenge? I mean?? Yes I hate fascism? And the Patriot Act? And I think Cap’s political position is largely wrong in CW though I understand why, as the plot is manipulated, he fights? These things are not incompatible?

I get what you’re saying, but I’m responding to the quote as written and many, *many* other posts and comics CW itself, which initially sets up the problem as a constitutional legal problem of supers as American citizens whose identities allow them to avoid legal repercussions and prosecution and that’s constitutionally unacceptable under the law. Once that actually gets stated, there’s a problem.  

I’m not talking about the Patriot Act here, which I abhor, because it wasn’t part of the quote or what I was responding to, and I think the CW treatment of post-9/11 politics was really terrible, tone-deaf, and inconsistent in its understanding of xenophobia** and power dynamics. 

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Flowershop AU

part one. this was never meant to be more than two parts, but i merged a helnik au into and now we’re here….

For Inej working at the flower shop was a rest stop on the road to something much more important. She wasn’t sure where she was headed, but the desire to do something more—be more—compelled her. 

She had an innate ambition to travel, wandering as hereditary in her family as her brown eyes. The big city lights of Ketterdam lured her from her small town—much like her coworker, Jesper. They both migrated to the city for college, each taking on jobs that consumed their leisure time to make ends meet, ending up in the same overlooked shop. They were two young adults whose friendship flourished, not because of the routine of seeing each other, but due to the fact they both felt like tiny fish in a vast, dark ocean they never belonged in. Though unlike him, she had plans to get out of the complicated net Ketterdam ended up to be. She witnessed first hand how the city sucked people in and trap them; she couldn’t allow herself to be one of them. 

She didn’t feel rooted here. Or anywhere for that matter. She would wade through Ketterdam with the same vigor she used in her other travels. Some feared getting lost, but Inej enjoyed the mystery of it, the thrill of what parts of herself she could discover each time she traveled some place new.

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Obliviate // Draco Malfoy x Reader

Summary: After the summer away from Draco you are beyond excited to see him again. Except once you two are reunited you notice something is off about him. When you confront him about it you learn of the darkness that rests within him, terrifying you.

Word Count: 1,928

Warning(s): None

A/N: AHHH finally a Draco imagine!!!

Disclaimer(s): Not my gif credit to owner


You’re gleaming with excitement as you walk through Kings’ Cross Station, you can’t wait to get back to Hogwarts. All summer you had been counting down the days until you were going to see all your friends again. You had especially been waiting until you were going to see Draco Malfoy, your long-term boyfriend, again. You were meant to stay with him for the last bit of summer before sixth year begins, but he said something came up with his family and they weren’t in the right position to hold company.

When you reach Platform 9 ¾ you barely bid your family goodbye before dashing through the barrier. You had gotten there extra early, one so your parents could say goodbye before they had to leave for work and two so you could see Draco sooner. You set your trunk and other belongings in the train and step back out onto the platform to wait for Draco.

When the distinct platinum blond hair comes into view, which can belong to none other than your boyfriend, you are not surprised to see him going at it with Potter. You just chuckle and roll your eyes, this ongoing feud was almost becoming comical. You watch the two, unable to tell if Draco lunges at Potter to taunt him or actually fight him. Though, you can tell that Potter lunged to fight before being pulled back by Weasley.

If you lay one hand on my boy Draco will be the least of you problems, Potter. You laugh at the thought of you actually causing harm to someone. Though, you never know what you’ll do for Draco. You always manage to surprise yourself.

Draco brushes off his tailored, black suit before looking forward again.

He seems a little off, even from a distance. He’s always been pale but at the moment he looks completely flushed; you can tell that he’s stressed from the tension in his muscles and the worry lines you can see from where you’re standing.

You catch his eye, him managing to stare deep into your eyes from meters away. He lets a smile take over his usual scowl when his grey eyes meet your Y/E/C ones. His smile makes your heart flutter as usual, for you know how you are one of the few people, or things, which can actually get Draco Malfoy to show a real smile. He shuffles along to you and you tilt your head, confused as to where his typical strut had gone. Draco Malfoy doesn’t shuffle he struts, everyone knows that. Something must really be off.

“Hi, love,” he quietly speaks, smiling down at you. He grabs you by your elbows, his normally firm grip turned feeble. He places a light kiss on your lips, you can still feel the passion but the power is nowhere near how it usually is when you’ve been apart for this long. "How was your summer?“ His voice is so quiet and frail, what happened to him?

"I think I may need you to answer that first,” you say while taking both his hands in yours. “Are you okay? You seem a little… off.” You just want to get straight to the point, if something is wrong with Draco you want to know now and fix it fast.

His eyes leave yours and he gazes off to the side and his smile recedes from his face, “I may have left some things out of the letters I sent you.” He sighs, “We need to talk,” he looks to the ground, then back to you. “Alone.”

“Okay,” you nod with a sympathetic voice, you give him a small, encouraging smile.

He struggles to smile back before taking one of your hands and leading you onto the train. You tell him the compartment you had previously left your belongings in and he takes you there, relieved to see no one else is in it or its surrounding compartments. You take a seat and he turns to close the doors tightly. He stands there for a second, hands gripping the handles of the door so hard his knuckles turn white, his back faced to you, he seems to be gathering his thoughts.

In a blink of an eye he sharply turns one hundred eighty degrees and rushes to sit across from you. He sits still for a moment before he looks down at his lap and starts to rub his palms up and down his thighs. What could he be so nervous to tell you?

You place a hand on his knee and only his eyes move up to look at you. “Draco,” you say in a small voice. “It’s going to be okay,” you give him yet another encouraging smile. At that tears start to form in his eyes. Was it something you said? What’s going on with him? “Dray, you’re beginning to worry me,” you voice is soft almost a whisper, you take one of his hands in yours and rub circles on the back of his with your thumb.

“I’m scared,” he whispers. “I’m scared,” he repeats letting a single tear fall.

“What are you scared of baby?” You sweetly ask while placing a hand on his cheek.

He melts into your palm, placing the hand not currently being held by yours and places it over top the one on his cheek. You feel his tears start to collect in your hand and you try to wipe them away as they fall with your thumb. He lets out a few whimpers and you know to give him time to get out what he needs to say.

“I’m scared of everything,” his voice is barely a whisper now. “I’m scared of what I’ve become, what I’ve been told to do. What will happen if I do it and what will happen if I don’t. I’m scared I’m going to lose everything,” he sniffles. He looks up, reconnecting his eyes to yours. “I’m so scared I’m going to lose you.”

“Dray, you’ll never lose-”

“You don’t know what I did,” he cuts you off. “And what I’m set to do.” His gaze leaves yours once more. His face turns deeply solemn and you can see the pain twinging in his eyes. He removes your hands from him, breaking all contact and sits up. Tears continue to roll down his cheeks when he speaks, "And I think it may be better, safer for you if you were to just break up with me and forget we ever existed.“

"Draco, don’t say that,” you sharply remark, tears now filling your eyes. “Don’t ever say that,” your voice breaks. “Whatever you did,” you grab his hand. “We’ll get through it together.”

His eyes meet yours and he slowly shakes his head. “If you stay with me, if he knows how important you are to me,” he swallows hard. “He’ll hurt you. He’ll torture you to make sure I do what he wants.”

“Who?” You ask so quietly you’re unsure Draco could even hear you.

He looks down at his forearm. Your breath gets caught up in your throat. You hope that it’s not what you think. Then, he begins to roll up his sleeve and you see it. Evil rests inked into his skin forever.

He has become a Death Eater.

“No,” you shake your head, tears falling furiously from your eyes. “No,” you place your head in your hands. “This can’t be happening,” you sob.

“I’m so sorry,” he chokes out. “But I had no choice.”

You look up at him, barely being able to see through the tears in your eyes. You know for a fact he really didn’t have a choice, but he’s still done it and you know you can’t be with him anymore. It’s an internal battle, you know he’s right and it’ll be safer for you if you leave him but you can’t let him go through this alone. He’s going to lose everyone at school if they find out, you can’t let him lose the one that is most important to him.

“I-I don’t- I don’t know what to do,” you say. “It will be safer for me if I leave you,” he winces at your words. “But I can’t, I won’t.” You see a bit of hope gleam in his eyes. “Draco,” you take both his hands in yours again. “I know this is scary, you’re going to need me now more than ever. I’m not on his side but I’m not going to let you deal with being one of them alone.”

The hope in his eyes falters and is replaced with remorse. “You don’t want this,” he shakes his head. “You can say it all you want that you want to help me through this but you don’t. You want to runaway from it and I don’t blame you for that I really don’t,” he squeezes your hands. “I know you’ll never admit it and you won’t leave my side knowing what we once were.”

“Once were?” You question.

Draco knows you better than anyone and he knows the sheer terror that rang through you the second you saw the fatal flaw on his arm. He knows that you’ll stand by him through it and that eventually it will all become too much for you. Even once you reach your inner turmoil, he knows you will still stand by him. He knows the love you have for him is so strong that even once every bit of your soul is lost to terror you will still be at his side.

All of this is why he knows what he has to do.

“I’m so sorry,” he says and you give him a confused look. He kisses you once more, with more passion and desire than all of your past kisses combined. Tears roll down his cheeks as he knows this will be the last time he’ll ever feel your lips pressed against his. The last time he’ll ever feel that you two are one.

“I love you,” he whispers after pulling away, his face only centimeters away.

You don’t know what is going on in his head but that doesn’t stop you from responding, “I love you, too.”

Draco lets out a sob when the words leave your mouth. It’ll be the last time you ever say those words to him.

He does his best to pull out his wand without you noticing. You are both staring deep into each other’s eyes. You don’t notice him moving his wand close to your temple. He closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath before uttering the most painful word.

“Obliviate.”

He erases the memories of you two from your mind. He leaves a few behind from first and second year when you two only spoke when one needed help in class. He knew even with being obliviated you would question why you had seemingly never spoken to him.

When the memory charm is completed he quickly gets up and exits the compartment while you are still in a daze. He stands in the corridor for a moment, breathing heavily with his back faced to your compartment. He peers over his shoulder and gets a last look at you. His heart can’t take it, he immediately begins to shake with vicious sobs. He runs down the corridor to an empty compartment, sits in the corner, pulls his knees to his chest in attempts to become as small as possible and sobs until he runs out of tears.

“What’ve I done?” He repeats countlessly. 

i just found out what bothered me about a lot of indie horror games (besides the ‘jumpscares over atmosphere’ thing because everybody knows about that)

so incoming rambling

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This still probably doesn’t happen in the au, but here’s Mari as Monarch, having double-transformed with the butterfly brooch and the ladybug earrings. No clue as to weapon.

Mari, even in these dire circumstances, has a certain inner strength and radiance to her. You can feel that she’s going to win and it’s really only a question of how and when.


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On the other hand, if someone else was to lose their other half… well. 

(this is the bad ending I’m not that cruel)

  • me: "i'm so disappointed this show was just queerbating, it could've been-"
  • Straight Person™: "wow could you stop forcing your gay agenda everywhere if you want queer romance watch movies/series with canon gays :)"
  • me: "ah, such a good idea why didn't i think of it myself! which one should i watch first - brokeback mountain, brokeback mountain, or maybe even... brokeback mountain!"

things that should absolutely be drawn: hiro hamada holding his oscar out to moana but with a sticky note over the nameplate so it reads ‘moana’ instead of ‘big hero 6’

no romance, just disney kids supporting each other

literally tag me if you do the thing i’ll cry

Decided to give you guys a peek at the first part of the lyric comic (without lyrics cuz still wanna keep it a secret). The first half is giving me a hard time to decide what scenes to put down so it, I guess, flows naturally but I think I might have an idea. This is a big project and I’m hoping to have it done sometime in the Summer.