My Woods

I know the autumn colors can be enticing, so those long walks enjoying the view in the woods seem like the perfect way to spend a Sunday afternoon.  But if you find yourself deep in the woods as the sun is setting, perhaps it’s best to hustle back on where you came from?  At night, these woods belong to someone…  SomeTHING else.  ;)

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So I’m pretty sure this was suppose to be fem! natsu who I headcanoned to be one of those girls who really does not go with the ‘girly female’ thingy and I wanted to draw her actually realizing she likes the way she is truthfully in the middle of some fancy event or something (hence the dress). and man my bro my dude i wanted to protect the child I was drawing. 

otherwise she could also pass off as nalu’s child with the same situation really. I got really into this drawing because I was thinking all about how everyone loves to draw fem! natsu or the nalu children and the big four’s children in general but I always thought about how the dynamics might turn out for certain children; without a doubt, a nalu daughter will be tomboy-ish more or less but will she having trouble with peers on how she is so? Because I know a lot of girls can get picked on for that trait and generally they have a lot of trouble with themselves on who they want to be and who they are. I think acceptance ought to go steadily. 

conclusion is that i sure do loveeee finding angst factors to presumedly happy shit. 

@doublepasse this is your side of town. 

My thing is, there was no point to do this cliffhanger at all. This is basically Gimple doing his best Negan impression. We could have had that scene in the finale and it would have had the same impact and been less fucking annoying. I can’t just mourn Glenn because I’m fucking annoyed at the way they handled it

anonymous asked:

What was garnet's reaction to being "born"? I mean was she like a baby or an adult in the mind era (like being taught to talk and learn ) or just knew Ruby and Sapphire off the bat?

she reacted the same way to her creation as she did in The Answer, ‘what is this? what am i?’ she didn’t immediately know who ruby and sapphire were and had no concept of what a ‘mother’ was, as the ritual worked more to fuse their essences and create a third being rather than a pre-made offspring who instantly knows and loves it’s parents.

i think that ruby and sapphire would have treaded carefully around garnet for a while, knowing that she was ‘lost, and scared, and happy’. they’d work towards building a relationship with her and earning her trust, rather than assuming they instantly have it. they would have explained who they were, what they were, and that she would always have a home with them. after a while, they’d just be like any other family and garnet would adore her moms.

anonymous asked:

Compared to the video game and comics it's not nearly as crude, it was highly blown out to seem that way. Still a fan of it tho, other than it not being as crude, did you like it?

It was alright, but I mostly walked away wanting a Negasonic Teenage Warhead movie.

I had a guest come through my haunt tonight that was absolutely terrified, and not in a good way. They were sobbing uncontrollably, clutching their partner, and saying over and over again “I can’t do this. I can’t do this.” I immediately broke character, approached them calmly, and asked if they would like me to escort them from the maze. They and their partner both agreed that they should get out of there, so I left my area and walked them back to the front of the attraction and left instructions with the line attendant to make sure they made it back into the park safely..

As actors, it is our job to scare you, but not to terrify you. We really want to make sure every guest has a good time, and when someone is scared to the point of having a panic or anxiety attack, they are clearly not having a good time. If you are ever in a haunted house or other attraction and you find yourself not wanting or unable to complete the maze for any reason, approach the nearest actor and ask them to please escort you out. People ask to leave haunts all of the time: sometimes the artificial fog is too much for them, or they didn’t know there was strobe lighting in the maze. Sometimes they are feeling physically unwell or are starting to hyperventilate or panic because of an area in the maze. As actors we are trained to break character and assist a guest in safely leaving the attraction if they ask or if we notice signs of legitimate distress. Please don’t be afraid to approach us and ask for help if you need it. We do care about your safety and well being. We want you to have a good experience and understand that sometimes that means getting you out without scaring you any further. We are not real monsters.

Honestly?? Fuck the Walking Dead

This writing is absolute shit. What were they thinking??? “Ah yes, let’s fake Glenn’s death and the next season we’ll ACTUALLY kill him!! Haha you guys this is gonna be great.” Like what the actual fuck?? What was the point of his “death” last season??

But seriously Glenn was one of my favorite people on the show and the way that the writers have treated him is disgusting. I might not continue to watch the show because of this. Rest in peace Glenn, you deserved better

You Better Don’t Lie To Me, Little Bird (Oswald Cobblepot x Reader)

Based on a dream I had. 

Story set before he becomes mayor.

Gender of Reader: Female

Warnings: Sexual Content (nothing too extremely explicit though), Lightly Domswald, Sex against a wall

Keep reading

Jumping Up To Bat

We sit in the line looking at the ground. I try and peer to my father who is on the far right of me, and my brother who is beside me. He looks at me from behind his hat that is shadowing his eyes. He nods at me and I nod back. After everything, all the death, fights, hurt feelings we still end up here. Why can’t this just be over? Let us go on our way. We’re only trying to survive. Just like them.

The door to the RV swings open and a man walks out. A tall and dark man. One full of revenge and fear to put upon others.

“Which one of you pricks is the leader?” He speaks walking closer to us.
“This one. He’s the guy.” Someone says pointing to my father with sweat soaked hair.

“Hi. You’re Rick? Right? I am Negan and I do not appreciate you killing my men, also when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool! Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that shit is but I think you’re going to be up to speed shortly. You are so going to regret crossing me in a few minutes. Yes you are. You see Rick whatever you do, no matter what, you don’t mess with the new world order and the new world order is this. Even if you’re stupid, which you very well may be, you can understand it. You ready? Here goes, pay attention. Give me your shit or I will kill you. Today was career day. We invested a lot and you know who I am and what I can do. You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me, That’s your job. Now I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to swallow but swallow it you most certainly will.” Negan speaks as he walks back and fourth across the line of our group. Myself keeping my head down the entire time.

“You ruled the roost. You built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But, the word is out, you are not safe. Not even close. In fact you are pegged more pegged if you don’t do what I want and what I want is half your shit. And if that is too much you can make, fight or steal more and it will even out sooner or later. This is your way of life now, the more you fight back, the harder it will be. So if someone knocks on your door, you let us in, we own that door. You try to stop us and we will knock it down. You understand? What? No answer? You don’t really think that you are going to get through this without being punished.” He teases as he continues to walk.

“I don’t want to kill you people, I want to make that clear from the get go. I want you to work for me. You can’t do that if you’re dead, now can you. But you killed my people, a whole damn lot of them, more than I am conformable with and for that you have got to pay. So now, I am going to beat the holy hell out of one of you. This is Lucille. She is awesome. All this, all this is just so we can pick out which one of you gets the honour.” He walks over to Carl and lowers to his level.

“You have got one of our guns. You have got a lot of our guns.” He says and stuffs the gun into his belt. He then walks over to Maggie.

“Jesus, you look shitty. I should just put you out of your misery right now.”

Glenn then screams and jumps out begging for Meggies life.
“Get him back in line!” Negan says.

“Alright listen, don’t any of you do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. It’s an emotional moment, I get it. Sucks don’t it. Suddenly you realise you don’t know shit.” He strolls over to Carl again and looks at me with a smirk. He kneels down and picks my chin up smiling at me.

“These are your kids aren’t they? These are definitely your kids! Girls got some beauty. Sad to let that go to waste huh?” He lets go of my chin as my father screams “STOP THIS!”

“Do you not make me kill the future serial killer, or the beauty queen! Don’t make it easier on me. I have got to pick somebody. I simply cannot decide. I got an idea.”

Negan goes to the begging of the line and starts pointing his bat and each individual. “Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, catch a tiger by his toe, if he hollers, let him go, my mother told me to pick the very best one, and you…are…it.”

I look up to see the end of the bat right at my noes. No emotion. No tears, no frown, just air being breathed in, and carbon dioxide being exhaled out.

“Anybody moves, anybody says anything cut the boy’s other eye out and feed it to his father and then we’ll start. You can breathe, you can blink, you can cry, hell you are all going to be doing that.” Negan goes to swing his bat upon my head, but nothing comes. Am I already dead? I can’t hear. I can’t see. I feel the sharp rocks on my side. I come to my senses and see Negan beating down on someone else. I sit up to see Glenn. “No! NOO!” I scream and reach out for him as if it would help.

Carl pulls me back and covers my eyes. “It’s okay. You’re okay. Shh.” I soon fall out of earth and go completely limp resting in my brothers arms as my old friend get beaten to death in my place.

So uh

My going-away bonfire was super great and amazing and I saw so many people I loved and will miss terribly. Also I peed on a wall in public so there’s that off the bucket list.

And then I somehow convinced everyone I was okay going home alone despite drinking 2 bottles of wine in an empty stomach, and on the way to the train alone in a sketchy neighborhood at 10PM I missed a curb and fell into the street and it hurt so bad I started vomiting everywhere, because I am classy. And a random group of hippies helped me up and put me in their car and drove me home despite being covered in puke and carrying a bag filled with broken wine bottles spilling everywhere.

And then I cried a lot and now my ankle is sprained so bad I can’t walk and my knees hurt like hell and one of my wrists won’t bend right and I have to check I still have health insurance so I can go to a hospital!! Also I am moving across the country with a cat in 3 days hahaha oh my fucking god.

But the lesson here is that hippies are great and I am dumb and need to go to a hospital.

Halloween Party 2/?

This is uneditedddddd

Originally posted by the-autumn-queen

Originally posted by corneillee

Halloween Drabble 1 

“Okay, people! One week until it’s my Christmas day!” You exclaimed, rushing around the house with your iPad in hand. Stark had given you the ability to decorate virtually before deciding on the actual decorations. 

“It’s Halloween, not Christmas, is it not?” Thor asked, lifting his legs from the coffee table so you could walk passed. 

“But Halloween is my Christmas.” You winked at him, moving a virtual pumpkin across the room. “Hey, Stark, is there any way you could get the pumpkins to hover?” 

“Hover? Like fly?” Tony asked, looking up from his metal hand that he had been working on. 

“Yeah, like in the Harry Potter movies?” 

“I can do that; that’s easy. Give me a day or two to work on something.” 

You grinned at him. 

Steve threw his arm around your shoulders, peeking at the screen in your hands. “How’s the Halloween planning coming?” 

“It’s coming along! Look at what I’m thinking!” You squealed, scrolling through the abundant amount of rooms the Stark Tower contained, each one lit up with floating pumpkins and ghoulish figures. 

“Very nice.” He grinned, rolling his eyes at your excitement. 

“Sorry there’s no red, white, and blue, Captain America.” You teased, pushing him away from you teasingly. 

“Yeah, too bad.” He snorted. 

Bucky walked through the door then, brushing his fingers through his wild hair. “Good morning.” He murmured, planting a kiss on your cheek. Steve made a face of distaste and Bucky grinned wickedly at him, grabbing his face in his hands and planting a wet kiss to his cheek, “Good morning to you, too, Star Spangled Man.” 

You giggled at the interaction, but then went back to planning, “Bucky, can we go pick up pumpkins from the farm today?” You pouted your lip and gave him your infamous puppy-dog-eyes. 

He sighed, “Fine.”

“Thank you!” You sign-songed back. 

You grinned at Bucky, who was wrapped up in a leather jacket and a scarf. He glared teasingly down at you, his hand squeezing yours. 

“Alright, pumpkin,” He chuckled, “How many pumpkins do we need?”

You coughed awkwardly, knowing exactly how he was going to react. You looked down at your feet, mumbling your response.

“Sorry?” He leaned down to hear you better.


“Excuse me?” 

You laughed nervously, “Maybe 200?” 

“You’re kidding, please be kidding,” And when your face remained in its grimace, he went on, “We don’t have enough room in the car!” 

“I…rented a truck.” 

“I cannot believe you!” 

“I should have told you beforehand, you’re right.” You sighed, gripping him arm tighter when he tried to shake you off. “C’mon, don’t be mad at me. You know I love Halloween.” 

He sighed, looking down at your puppy-dog-eyes and knew he couldn’t remain mad. “Do I have to carve all 200 of them?” 

“No! I mean, you’ll help, but that’s why we have friends! I’ll even make it fun and have a prize for the best pumpkin.” 

“You’re crazy.” Bucky laughed. His lips pressed into the side of your face, warm breath fanning across your cheeks. 

You grinned and pressed yourself further into his side, “Yes, I know. Now come buy me some coffee, please.” 

Request: Can i maybe request a Scorpius x Reader where you are like the only slytherin beside albus who is nice to him? You wave at him in the hallways and he shyly waves back and blushes as he walks around with a big grin and albus gets u to kiss? Thanks!

Pairing: Scorpius x reader
Warnings: [N/A]
Characters: Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter

*Scorpius’ Pov*
“Get out of the way Malfoy” a Gryffindor boy said shoving him as he and his buddies ran through the hall.

“Haha ah yeah sorry guys” Scorpius said trying to make it sound like they weren’t getting to him.

“Why do you let them treat you like that?” A voice suddenly asked. Scorpius turned to see that you had appeared beside him.

He shot you a shy grin “its not that big of a deal”.

“Yes it is!” You protested “you don’t deserve to be treated like this Scorpius. You have to fight back!”.

Scorpius understood what you were saying but he wasn’t one for fighting back. Besides when everyone hated you and made it clear everyday you sort of got use to it.

“Thanks [Y/N]” Scorpius said “but really I’m fine”.

You sighed. Scorpius was grateful for your concern really. You were the only person besides Albus that was nice to him. You waved to him and smiled when you saw him. You genuinely seemed to like him. He sometimes couldn’t help but wonder why.

“Well I have to be going” you said patting him on the shoulder “I’ll see you later”.

Scorpius slowly waved as you jogged off. He secretly wished that you would have stayed and talked to him a little longer.

“Scorp? Scorp!” Albus yelled pulling him out of the dream like state he was currently in.

Huh?“ Scorpius blinked making Albus roll his eyes.

"What are you doing?”.


“About what?”.

“Er just… someone” Scorpius replied. Right on queue you came walking down the hall with a few of your friends. Once you saw him you stopped talking to the person next to you just so you could wave to him. He shyly waved back, the stupidest grin forming on his face.

Albus raised an eyebrow as he examined his face. Soon his friend seemed to come to a conclusion.
“You like her?”.

“What no” Scorpius responded a little too quickly. He knew his cheeks were probably completely flushed.

“Scorp must I remind you that I am your best friend and I know you better than anyone”.

Scorpius sighed. Lowering his voice before he spoke confirming Albus’ suspicions.
“I like her… a little bit I guess”.

Albus started to grin “Scorpius and [Y/N] sitting in a tree…”.

“Shhh shut up!” Scorpius hissed almost tackling the boy to get him to keep his voice down. A group of students who were walking by gave the pair perplexed looks as they passed. The two friends were admittedly in a sort of awkward position.

Albus managed to wiggle free from the headlock Scorpius had put him in.
“Okay so when are you going to ask her out?”.

“Are you nuts?” Scorpius blushing once again.

“A little bit” Albus admitted with a shrug “but I thought we were talking about you?”.

“She’d never go out with me. Come on”.

“Sure she would. Besides if she says no what does it matter?”.

“People already have enough stuff to make fun of me for” Scorpius murmured “I don’t want to add to that list”.

“No one cares Scorp watch” before Scorpius could get his friend to shut up Albus yelled “HEY EVERYONE SCORPIUS HAS A CRUSH ON [Y/N]!!!!”.
People turned to look at them for a moment but than turned back around quickly.
“See no ones cares”.

At this moment Scorpius wanted to crawl into a dark hole and never come out. “Can we please just drop this subject” he begged.

Albus gave him a look but eventually nodded “fine”.

Late that night Scorpius and Albus returned to the common room. They usually did this because when they got back everyone was off to bed and they could have their space. The two of them liked being alone but tonight was different. There was one person still here wide awake.

“Hey [Y/N]” Albus said shooting Scorpius a sly grin, obviously trying to tease him.

“Hey, um Scorpius could I talk to you alone?” You requested.

“S…sure” Scorpius replied. His hands had suddenly become all clammy. Albus took the hint and with a nod he walked off disappearing into the boy’s dorms.

“S…so what’s going on?” Scorpius asked fidgeting with his hands.

“Well er… a friend of mine was walking through the hall today when she heard something… interesting?”.

Oh god.
“Albus was just joking!” Scorpius said yet again too quickly. He had never been a good lair.

“Scorpius it’s fine” you smiled suddenly talking his rather sweaty hands in yours “I like you too”.

Scorpius almost fainted.

“Yeah. I was just scared to tell you”.
He swore you had started to blush.

“W…wow. Ah [Y/N] I’m not really that good with girls…”.

All of a sudden you kissed him lightly on the lips.
“That’s fine”.

Scorpius’ brain had turned to mush. He couldn’t force any words out of his mouth but he didn’t have to because Albus just had to cut in and ruin the moment.

“Haha told you Scorp!”.
He hadn’t really left he’s been watching you two the whole time. This was sort of all his fault and Scorpius would definitely have to thank him for it later.

Kamala: Talk to him! That’s what teammates do. 

Sam: Nope. I’m gonna wait ‘til I’m on my deathbed, get in the last word, and then die immediately. 

Kamala: That’s your plan for dealing with this? 

Sam: That’s my plan for dealing with everything. I have 77 arguments I’m going to win that way. (walks away) 

Kamala: (muttering) Seems like a bad plan. 

Sam: Now I have 78.

I get it. What Carol’s had to do, like everybody else, just thinking about the children and how far she’s pushed herself, and just point blank shooting people… I just can’t even… Getting to such a conflict inside and caring so deeply for those people. The only way she thought she could deal with it was to remove herself.The writers are always surprising me with the turns that they’re giving Carol from time to time. [Carol leaving the group] came as a surprise. But it all makes sense to me and I can understand how she comes to that conclusion with herself.
—  Melissa Mcbride talks about Carol leaving on S6 (x)

Ok, I get that it’s cool that it’s being hinted that Vegeta will defeat a major villain? But I actually really, really hope they don’t have it be Black.

Know why? Because for the first time in decades, Goku has an opponent he has a REAL, disturbingly intimate and personal reason to HATE, and to see Goku’s fury dissipate like that and not even HARNESSED meaningfully would be so fucking cheap and would defeat the purpose of even having that unprecedented rage trigger if they won’t use it in a satisfying way story wise. Like pulling out the BIG guns in a series with a promise of righteous payback, and not even using it? Oh hell no

And also I’m sorry, but if they give Vegeta a victory over Black, you know why that’s kind of a hollow victory? Because, even as Vegeta said, he’d basically be beating an inferior “copy” of Goku. So what, Vegeta can walk away all victorious because he defeats a “fake” Goku when he still hasn’t (can’t?), for the life of him, irrefutably beat the ORIGINAL Goku? Come on. Even Vegeta deserves better treatment than that. 

anonymous asked:

And do not forget he wore a Tshirt with HOME print during project home

I was just telling someone recently how that was truly one of the best things he did, because I fully expected for none of them to really be able to react, or react and show support in any way and all I, personally (even tho the whole team wanted that of course I’m just talking about my experience w that) wanted was to make them smile and then Louis went and wore a shirt with Home on it for a pap walk because he is the best human and Always finds ways to show support and Jay showed so much support before the project even kicked off and then on Louis’ day louis was like thank you for making us smile etc and now I’m making myself cry so what I’m trying to say is that I would die for Louis

Second star to the right or maybe not - AU

            The sunlight peaked through the shades causing it to fall into your eyes, groaning you turned your back to the window. Failing to go back to sleep you opened up your heavy eyes to see the love of your life still asleep even though the harsh sunlight was on their face. You brought the blankets closer to your body and kept looking at the boy you fell in love with, if this was anyone else it would look weird but it doesn’t. It felt normal, relaxing even. The memories of your first meeting all rushed back to you like a wave of love crashing on your heart. 

                             *First meeting flash back*

Stuffing all my books and pencils into my already cramped bag maybe wasn’t such a good idea but I was running late to my class so at the moment I don’t care. Clutching my bag to my chest I made my way to class in what can be called something between a jog and a speed walk. I don’t know why I looked down but I did and to this day I’m glad I did because that .05 seconds of looking to the ground changed my life forever.


I fell back onto the cold unforgiving pavement,my books scattered everywhere. Looking up at whatever or whoever was it that I ran into but I found nothing, instead there was a boy sitting up at the pavement looking at me too. 

“I’m so sorry are you ok? Here let me help you.” He got on his knees and started gathering my books and pens. The smooth British accent that rolled off his tongue was so different from my own accent. 

“thanks” I mumbled as i tried to scoop up the scattered pens and highlighters.Between the two of us all my things were in my bag again for a moment i forgot I harshly fell on the floor and I almost forgot I was running late to class.

“Thank you so much but I have to go I’m running late” I said probably sounding rude to the beautiful stranger but this is my favorite class and the professor is very strict about being late.

“Me too actually if it isn’t too much trouble can you tell me where ‘Expository Writing’ is?” The boy asked walking besides me.

“Actually that’s where I’m heading to” I said trying to keep my speed constant.

“Oh well we can be late together” He said laughing afterwards. I don’t know if it’s the accent or his laugh that sounded like bells that made me not have the heart to tell him that if we’re late we wouldn’t be allowed inside. I kept speeding up which caused the boy to speed up as well, 5 minutes later we finally arrived to the building where our class is. 30 stair steps then 20 steps to finally be inside the warm classroom and out of the cold harsh weather. 

30, 25, 20, 15, 10 ,5. Five more steps and I’m home free. 4,3,2,1. We were greeted with a wooden door, a wooden door was our barrier to the class. And let me tell you this was a barrier we could not conquer.

“Do we open the door?” The boy I honestly forgot was still there asked as he laid his hand on the handle.

“No we’re late and once you’re late there’s no going in that classroom” I said with a sigh pushing my hair off my face. Great what am I supposed to do now.

“Well how about I get us a hot chocolate and we can talk” The boy stranger said to me, I was very confused for a couple of moments till I realized I said my thoughts out loud. 

“Sounds good erm.. I never got your name, I’m Y/N L/N” I said look up at the still strange boy.

“Well hi Y/N L/N I’m Peter. Peter Panne” Peter said with a big grin on his face.

“Peter Pan?” I asked stupidly, I knew that’s not what he was saying it couldn’t be but his accent made it hard to tell.

“No it’s Panne. P-a-n-n-e” Peter said with the same big grin on his face.

“Whatever you say Peter Pan let’s go get a hot chocolate I’m freezing” I said as I returned the same goofy grin he was giving me.

“Where is the coffee place again I’m horrible with directions” Peter said as he wrapped his arms around himself.

With the biggest grin I said “It’s on the second star to the right” Peter let out a small playful groan still with a smile plastered on his face. “or maybe not. Come on hurry I’m freezing” I said as I let out a laugh.

anonymous asked:

Hi momma, hi all. I'm really confused.. A close friend of mine confessed that they had feelings for me a little bit ago, and kissed me, then walked off; I was totally blindsided, i didnt see it coming at all.. i dont like him that way, and i feel really bad. I'm kind of upset, becausei feel like im on the wrong side of a teen drama, and im supposed to realize my secret feelings towards him, but i just dont. We havnt talked since, and im scared to face him.. what should i do??

He shouldn’t have kissed you without your permission, I’m sorry.

All you have to do is just politely tell him that you don’t share his feelings, and that you appreciate it but you don’t want to be in a relationship with him.

Tell him this in public, with friends close by, and an exit strategy. Just to be safe.

-Lou the Lobster