technical question

hmm… i’ve just seen something reblogged on my dash that was from a notorious “skeptic”. Stuff picked from someone else and reposted, as usual. That blog is blocked and on my blacklist. Why oh why is it still showing up on my dash?

I guess I’ll have to start unfollowing people now? I’m pretty sure they don’t know they’re reblogging stuff from them and I don’t want to play post police on people…

that “blocking” feature is half assed af.

anonymous asked:

Im such Hangrid trash too xD it just all happened so fast Im like woah...

Like I’m wondering if we really are grasping at straws but I don’t know, it seems like there really is/could be something. I guess some people are saying it is a case of “two people are gay, they must be dating,” but I really don’t see it as that since the MDK & Ingrid’s channel’s video were filmed before she came out, meaning she was actually friends with Hannah prior (ie it wasn’t just Hannah being like “someone’s come out, let me enterprise on that and make a video”) and she did want her first big “post-coming out” video to be with someone who had helped her. Then there’s the whole France thing; as someone who adamantly ships hartbig and who used to have grester blacklisted on xkit because I was afraid of starting to like the ship, it practically is confirmed (it pains me to admit it as someone who is called Captain Hartbig by friends) and Chester came to France as Grace’s +1 even though he didn’t have a panel. Ingrid did the same with Hannah I think. I don’t know. Hannah looks at Ingrid very differently from how she looks at anyone else, and even in such a small time frame we’ve had soooo many indications they are much closer friends than we think ahhhh I’ve been rambling but it’s just my thoughts. I love to overanalyze things help

Rinse, Spit, Swallow; jongyu; nc-17

“So sensitive here, huh? You love having things in your mouth,” Jinki says, watching the blush on Jonghyun’s reflection deepen. His fingers curl against the rim of the porcelain, lips instinctively closing when Jinki begins to pull out the brush to try and keep it inside. “Don’t worry, Jonghyun, I’ll give you something else soon.”

i have no excuse for this honestly…i just wanted to write something oral fixation related, i guess. it feels like these get more wild each time i write them. but anyway, i hope y’all enjoy!

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imachevyimpala asked:

Heyoo! So, I'm a newbie on Tumblr, and I have a few questions. One, how do you to italics/bold/strikeout? Two, can I get a link to the guidelines for requesting? I tried scrolling because I dunno how the app works with the archives and stuff...

Oh, goodness, this is so overdue! Sorry! 

So, I’m gonna guess that you’re asking for mobile since on desktop you just have to highlight the text you want to change and select what you want to do with it

Anyways, so, the first thing you want to do is change your post settings to the HTML format

Now, if you want to type something so that it has a special font or form, you’re gonna have to put it using HTML. So, what does HTML even stand for? I can’t think about it at the moment and I’m too lazy to google it, but it doesn’t even matter. The thing that matters about HTML is the coding form.

You always have to open and close something with brackets like these:

So, if you want to type something, it would look like this:

You get my gig right? So, that’s basic HTML and how you can use it! :)

2.) Here they are!

To be honest I never moved on from the childhood thing of playing pretend? So like whenever I’m alone and I have a scenario going on in my head I get the urge to physically act it out. Like full on walking around and acting out everything that happens and redoing it over and over because I’m not getting it right how I want it to be. And that happens a lot. Which is super embarrassing. Or if I’m just walking along or doing something else and there’s a scenario in my head I end up at least whispering things to myself bc I end up acting it out (again) and saying everything that the people in my head are saying and oh my god I look like such an idiot just walking home from school talking to myself it’s so so awkward when I know people have seen me.

Life goals

“Do you think we should tell the world?” He asks, as they are sitting on the couch watching TV. His hand rubbed Taylor’s pregnant belly. They had found out they were having a baby about three months ago and managed to keep it a secret from the world.

“My fans deserve know, right? I could care less about the press, I just want my fans to know.” She replies, continuing to eat the ice cream she had been craving for the whole day. He nods. “How do you think we should do it?” She wonders.

“You post something on tumblr I guess and then we could probably do an interview with Ryan Seacrest or Ellen or whoever you want.” He suggests, smiling. He kisses her cheek, softly.

“That’s a good idea but right now I really really want to sleep. We can do it in the morning.” She yawns and he laughs standing up and offering his hand. They walked together to their bedroom, laying on the bed and snuggling closer to each other. “I can’t wait for the baby to get here.” She says, half asleep.

“Me neither, love.” He kisses the top of her head before closing his eyes.

In the morning, Taylor woke up first. She got out of bed and walked downstairs. She sat down in the kitchen table, with her laptop on and her tumblr open. She still loved to check up on her fans. They were as committed and wonderful as ever and she loved them to pieces. She was trying to think of a way to tell them that she was pregnant. She was excited to see their reactions, she knew they would be happy and supportive as they always were.

She started writing. ‘Hey guys. I’m writing this message because there’s something that will happen that will change my life forever. You have been there for me through a lot of chapters in my life. Recently you watched me enter a new chapter. Marriage and now I’m about to enter a new even bigger chapter in my life. I’d like to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. You have been the most beautiful and amazing people in the world and I’ve always said that you were my friends. That’s true and now I’d like to invite you to witness the one thing I know will be the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. I’m having a baby. I’m unbelievably excited for this chapter of my life and I can’t wait for you to meet this tiny human that I love so much already. You have been standing by my side and have loved me for sixteen years and now, as I prepare for this journey, I cannot wait for you to love this person who is part of me and Adam as well. I felt that you should be the ones to know first. You deserve to know about this and I’m so glad that this relationship that we formed over the past years has become stronger and stronger. I’m so lucky to have you guys in my life and I hope that I’ll have you here for the rest of my life.


She waited for Calvin to wake up so she could post it, along with a picture she found on her phone of Calvin kissing her stomach kneeling down in front of her. The photo was taken a few weeks ago and Taylor had forgotten about it but it seemed like the perfect picture.

“It’s done. My fans officially know about the baby.” She smiled and he pulled her close to him. “Maybe i should call Tree and see how she thinks we should go with the interview.” She said, laying her head on his chest.

“Later. Now I want to keep holding my wife for a little longer.” Her stomach still fluttered when he called her his wife even after almost a year. They stayed there holding each other, their baby in the middle of them.

A couple of weeks later, Taylor was getting ready to go on Ellen. It would be just her because Calvin had work to do in the studio. They would do one together somewhere in the future. Taylor loved Ellen, they had known each other for years and Taylor was comfortable talking with her.

Hearing her name being called, Taylor smiled and waved at the audience as she walked in. She gave Ellen a quick hug before sitting down.

“Well, hello, Taylor.” Ellen greeted, smiling.

“Hi.” Taylor grinned.

“How are you doing?” Ellen asked.

“I’m doing great. Thank you for asking.” Taylor answered.

“I forgot that I have to ask how are you three now. You, Calvin and the baby.” Ellen mentioned. “Congratulations by the way.”

“Thank you. We’re really happy.” She looked at the screen behind her and picture of her Calvin showed up.

“You know this is really amazing news. I’ve known you since you were like sixteen or seventeen and I think we’re friends and I’ve seen you grow up to be an amazing woman. It makes me proud because you deserve to be happy and lately. I haven’t seen you be anything but that and that makes us all really happy as well, right?” Ellen looked at the audience and they cheered.

“The past seven years have been so great and I’ve actually been really happy. Now I’m even happier because of the baby. I’ve never been as excited as I am right now.” She tells Ellen.

“And that’s true. I’m really happy for you. I’m sure this baby will be the cutest baby ever with yours and Calvin’s genes. I mean let’s just take a look at your husband, right there.” A picture of a shirtless Calvin appeared on the screen. “That’s ridiculous, look at that.” Taylor laughed, hiding her face. “Are you okay, Taylor?” Ellen smirked, looking at Taylor. “She gets to go home to that, everyone, she’s winning at life.” The audience laughs.

“It’s not bad.” She giggles making the audience laugh harder. “Husband goals.”

“Taylor you actually are 'life goals’. You have an amazing husband, you’re super talented, you’ve got a enormous successful career and a baby on the way. Life goals, Taylor.” Taylor smiles.

They really are life goals. Taylor never imagined her life would turn out like this but she was so happy it did. She had a beautiful life and after all that was all she wanted.


Surprise, you can always send requests 😘

I was planning to write a thoughtful review/reactions post for Persona 4: New Days but it kind of turned me into a gross sobbing wreck so I guess I’m not going to be as eloquent as I want to be. But I want to say something now while the feelings are still so fresh, so here we go.

This is such a gift to the fandom. I knew it was something special when I first started and it made me tear up from how hard it hit the nostalgia button but now I’ve finished my first playthrough and I’m just overwhelmed.

This is the story that I love and the characters I love. Right here. What I got in New Days was so much of what I wanted, so much of what I filled in around the edges with headcanons and “what I wish had happened instead of this.” Canon let me down. This made up for ways that it let me down.

I don’t know what the p4 fandom did to deserve such an incredible thing. It’s such a full and complex game that fits into the source material so well with an amazing, emotional story that we should have had to begin with. Of course it’s about the dating routes the original game never gave us but it’s way more than that. It is emotional fanservice taken to the max. It means that much to me.

Thank you to everyone involved in p4newdays for what you gave us. I’m sorry I’m not able to find all the words I want to explain how important this is, but I hope I managed a least a bit. 

All my followers who are p4 fans, if you haven’t played it yet, please, consider it. Even if this sort of game style isn’t your thing, at least give it a try. Because I got so much more than I expected, a sense of rightness and even a kind of emotional closure, and I want everyone else who would benefit from it to have that same chance.


I just want to get all the icky things out of the way at once. I really do feel distraught after reading this comic despite being a person whose sensibilities are far from delicate. I guess I’ve just come to love these characters so much.

So the wives, or at least The Dag, seems to think there’s something sexual to the way Joe views his War Boys. The narration implies it as well when describing how Joe likes the women prepared for him. 

I’ve posted a panel from the first comic before of Joe with his War Boys: http://redcandle17.tumblr.com/post/120150951572/this-almost-makes-my-skin-crawl-theres-something It was creepy enough on its own, but it retroactively becomes even creepier. 

Personally I don’t think Joe actually molests the War Boys or anything like that, but it seems plausible that he would get a sexual thrill from being worshipped by a bunch of physically fit and badass young men who would do *anything* for him. I’ve made jokes before about him not issuing them shirts, but damn, I never expected it could actually be a real thing. 

Well! Ironic considering I JUST made an introduction post, but well, guess I oughta make a goodbye post as well. Consider it something like a revolving door? 

I’m going to keep the theatrics at a minimum because I’m 90% sure I’ll be back…I always come back, although I’m especially hoping it’ll be with the same muses this time around!  You’re free to unfollow in the meanwhile, or forever if that’s what you’d prefer. I wanted to apologize to those I was threading with alongside those I was plotting with–I’ve been in a very evident slump for a while, but emotional and work related stresses have exacerbated that severely.

Mentally, I’m not in the best of places right now and I know that a hiatus isn’t going to help me with that–I really just wanted to cut the strings entirely, even if I didn’t know for how long. I’ll be back! Maybe in a few months, maybe in a few weeks for all we know. 

Regardless of what happens this time around, know that:

1) I love citta, I love you guys and these past 8 months have been wonderful and probably my best experience here thus far. This place has served as a second home to me when my home wasn’t really, well…an ideal home! Proud to see this place is growing with every single day, the mods are devoted and wonderful people and seeing this seed from 3 years back grow into a man eating, giant venus fly trap sure has been something!

2) I’m here if any of you need me, I don’t think I’ll be going indie buuut my askbox is still here for you to invade if you need to and I do check it every so often!

3) Connor isn’t allowed to leave the city, he’s never leaving, he’s actually watching you from Hive Purgatory/Hive’s recycling bin unless another mun says FIM-FLAM to that. He’s right there, you just have to squint, maybe rally up some dogs and place a bowl of ice cream in front of a mirror and he’ll appear. (Read: this is a joke.)

Take care!! Stay safe, fuck scientists. Until next time!

First of all, let me warn you that the following post contains lots of spoiler, if you haven’t read the manga yet, you really should scroll down!!

maraasmilee asked why did Ren commit suicide. Well, I guess that the reason why he did such a thing is the same as for all those who commit suicide : because he was deeply & utterly unhappy.

I guess that Ren was one of those characters who has had to struggle his whole life. He’s been abandoned by his mother when he was a baby, has been raised in an orphanage. He never, ever, had the chance to get a parenting model. I’m not a psychanalist but I assume that it might be pretty hard to grow up healthily when you haven’t received any love during your childhood. Ren appears strong towards it thou, if this affects him, he doesn’t show it. So, this may not be the main reason but it has to be taken in consideration.

Actually, the moment that has been fatal, the moment that triggered everything, is the appearance of Trapnest in Ren’s life. When he decided to leave Blast for Trapnest, he’s done a pretty good choice for his career but not for his personal life. He’s lost the love of his life, he sacrificed her and she has never been able to forgive him. Plus, he wasn’t ready to become famous, to stand the pressure he’s submitted to.

here’s a conversation between hachi and her sister in vol.10. It concerned takumi : “The entertainment industry may seem to be dazzling on the outisde, actually takes a lot of work and dedication. Your responsability is to create a home he can relax, in a family for him to return to.”

The fact is, Ren had no family to return to, no shelter for when he was under pressure and Nana made it clear : she didn’t want to found a family. 

And there it comes : his relationship with his girlfriend, which slowly slips through his fingers. Everytime he was with Nana, he felt how she was unable to forgive him. He already had this persistent feeling of being guilty, of being a traitor and Nana made him feel like one. He felt that even if they tried harder, him and Nana would never be the same as before he left Blast. He lived with the constant idea on his mind that she’s in love with Yasu. And that she may leave him. Whatever he did, he could never keep Nana for himself and he blamed himself for having such thoughts. 

He was so stressed out that he started to do drugs, but drugs are artificial paradises that bring you artificial happiness, which leave you sadder than when you weren’t addicted.

To conclude, I’d say that Ren considered himself like a burden. A burden for Takumi and Trapnest, because of his addiction and a burden for Nana, because he avoided her to be happy with Yasu. 

If he commited suicide, that’s because he wanted pain to stop, quickly. And I know he’s peaceful now, wherever he is. 

I’ll give the last word of this to ren


Entry 16

I don’t know what to do. One minute he’s yelling at me, the next minute he’s on the floor.

He blew up on me again. Just when things were going well, just when I though we were finally going to get things back on the same page, he flips. I’ve never seen him so mad before. I swear his eyes changed color.

I went to hold his hand. That’s all I did. We were coming back inside. I had been out doing the yard work for Stan while he was there watching me. I finished up the last of it and patted my hands off on my pants. I looked over at him on the porch. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He met me half way to the door and we walked side by side. I just wanted to hold his hand.

He yanked his arm back so hard you’d think he’d just touched a hot stove top. He looked at me, like he had no idea what I was about to do. And then he was shouting. He was shouting at me to give him space. To mind my own business. He told me he was sick of my melding. Sick of everyone constantly on his back.

Stan and Mabel came out soon after and watched from the door, looking as confused as I was. He didn’t even look at them. He just kept yelling at me. Telling me to stay out of his business. He paused, and I was speachless. I waited for him to pick back up, but he just kept his eyes on mine. His face twisted as different emotions swam across and I bit my cheek. Finally, he took a step back. He rubbed his face and mumbled under his breath. That he shouldn’t have come back.

I inhaled sharply, and he turned to leave. Heading out towards the woods behind the shack. I wanted to call after him, make him stay and tell me what was going on, but the words got stuck in my throat and his shouts from earlier echoed in my head. Mabel came up next to me and held my arm. Stan stepped quickly after him.

He was on the ground before Stan could grab him.

He shook violently and Stan jumped back. Mabel and I rushed over, but the look in his eye made us hesitate. His arms stiffened up and he clenched his jaw hard. He was trying to control it. He was trying to suppress it.

He managed to roll over on his side and Mabel touched his arm. He gave a shout and jolted away from her touch. His eyes lept from her face to mine to Stan’s, before he squeezed them shut and folded in on himself.

He puked.

It was pitch black.

so last year when i told my uncle about how i wanted to go into addiction counseling, he tried to argue with me about it and told me that just because im passionate about something doesn’t mean im good at it

and it infuriated me and ive been feeling so insecure about it because these last few years of college had been a series of terrible mental health and not being sure that i have what it takes to actually be a legit licensed counselor

but hey guess what i just passed my classes with straight As and im looking to get an internship and get my hours done so he can just SUCK it

So, guess who just hit a huge milestone?? You guessed it - me! When I first started this blog - I never thought in a million years I’d get this many followers! Honestly, I didn’t think I’d get more then 100, so something like this means a lot. Even if it does seem a little silly, I just want to say - thank you from the bottom of my meme heart! Every single one of you mean so much to me! Thank you for sticking around for my Rise - even through all the rough patches. Even if you aren’t on this list - you still mean a lot to me!!

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Cultivating Happiness (a levimika fanfic)

Cultivating Happiness (a LeviMika fanfic)

Summary: modern day au. Mikasa asks Levi for help fixing her garden, which leads to something more.
Rating: T
ff.net version here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11306913/1/Cultivating-Happiness  (if you want to be nice and generous and leave a nice comment for me)
Author notes: This contains references to past depression and the occasional swear. Mostly from Levi. But overall is a happy fluffy story. This is a small follow on from Broken Bird, which isn’t posted but is in progress. But this can be read by itself. That’s all I have to say so just enjoy I guess. oh. And if you like it a reblog would be greatly appreciated. 

If you want to know what the plant looks like, I took a photo of mine: http://justsomeunknown.tumblr.com/image/120455215016
its small at the moment, but I repotted it so hopefully it will grow a bit bigger. its really pretty. And a total bee magnet. 

It was a sweltering hot day, right in the middle of summer, and the town was suffering in a heatwave of record temperatures. The people were either out enjoying the sun or trying to stay cool indoors. Mikasa Ackerman was one of the former, and planned to make the most out of the good weather by working on the garden in her new home. She needed some help in doing this, so one morning after she decided to call Levi for help. Just the other day she’d planned to completely gut the garden and get rid of all the dead bushes and shrubs, and dig up all the obnoxious weeds that had sprung up. The previous owners of the house really had left it in a horrible state. There wasn’t even any grass or anything – just a lot of dirt scraped into a pile which needed to be levelled out. Large rocks and stones were scattered about, and there was not a living plant to be seen. When she first moved into the place and saw the awful mess of a garden, her heart had sank into the floor.
There’s no way I can fix this mess on my own. She’d thought. I know I’m strong, but this is just too much work for one person.
It was on that day that she planned to enlist Levi for help. And today she was going to make the call.

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Sooo I hit 300 followers *celebratory gunfire* 🎉🎊🎈 (Thankyou guys so much ^-^) And after contemplating this for awhile I’ve finally decided to start posting my writing on here (badly written phanfics) instead of just letting them sit in my Google docs. I figured maybe I should contibute something to the phandom instead of just being lazy. Anyways, that’s a thing that’s going to be happening. Unless I procratinate doing it for awhile and eventually just forget about it. Which is completely plausible, by the way. 

anonymous asked:

have you seen that post going around that starts with "people on this site have a tendency to romanticize communism" and talks about the perpetuation of antisemitism by communist governments? if so I just wanted to hear your thoughts?

it’s true that people do romanticize (bad word choice lol) i guess, but i think ppl also don’t understand that antisemitism is in no way a characteristic of communism lol like a) every fucking goyische system is privy to antisemitism, to claim or imply that it’s specific to, or even more pronounced or something, under a communist or socialist system, is just a bad reading of history and society, b) the job of liberating and ending discrimination against minorities should be a priority of communism (and i think that in many ways, cannot be achieved without the creation of a classless society), but it requires a near-total revolution and change in social positional attitudes and modes of power that aren’t always attainable in the ~traditional leninist state model locked in a global capitalist system, let alone ones with embedded ethnic and cultural discrimination and a history of fault lines that were often both economic and ethnic. my point is that there are SO many other more explanatory and more consequential factors in the incidence of antisemitism in communist states that it seems silly to me to place the blame solely on communism lol