idk if someone posted this but

gaylukegaywalker  asked:

I don't think you did anything wrong but I honestly believe this was all a misunderstanding because the word choice can imply so many different things. I think it was obnoxious to make a call out post about you, when they could have easily asked you a question civilly instead but tbh they were probably feeling hurt and scared because they misunderstood what you meant and those emotions probably just escalated. Idk just if they come back maybe try to deescalate the tension first?

yeah no. it’s not my responsibility to solve something that was taken wildly out of hand thanks to rae’s complete and utter incompetence. if she was confused she should have asked someone to contact me so we could work this out or used a sideblog, but instead jumped to create a callout post and made and answered to several accusatory and straight up demeaning messages about it.

you can’t tell me rae felt scared when she knows very damn well she has incredibly dedicated followers and a higher follower count than i do. i’m not gonna fix this situation when she’s literally doing shit like accusing my friends to “betraying her” and threatening to kill herself.

if she wants this done with she needs to actually confront me and apologize and hide her blog and switch accounts like the pathetic punk she is


Summary: Phil isn’t much of an adventurous uni student.  That is at least, until he goes out with a friend to the club and wakes up the next morning with no memory of the previous night and a text from someone who he apparently had “fun” with.

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: alcohol mentions

A/N: idk but here’s some cute coffee shop getting together fluff type of thing.  i’m still just trying to get back into writing (and get back into actually finishing fics lmao) but hope this is a good happy read (i actually have another fic that i’m gonna post tomorrow that i’m much more excited for but shhh)

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“We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.”

Phil had never really been much of the adventurous type.  He tended to prefer staying in to going out and anytime he tried to break a rule he ended up feeling so anxious that he couldn’t go through with it.  Instead he was content to play video games and go to coffee with his friends and not really worry about doing any of the things that kids in uni were supposed to do given that this was the time of their lives that they were supposed to be messing around.

However, last night, for some completely unknown reason, Phil had (albeit reluctantly) agreed to go out to the club with one of his good friends.  He remembered how hot it was when they had first walked into the building pulsing with music and he remembered how absolutely horrible the first shot of the pineapple mango vodka had been.  But after a couple more shots of slightly less vile alcohol and at least one beer, Phil’s memory of the past night started to go a bit fuzzy.  

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ok I just finished the balance arc finale and… wow… I cried there at the end. I really love the universe that Griffin has created and the amazing characters that fill it. I’m so proud of how much the production quality has improved over the years. All of it was wrapped up perfectly with an hour long epilogue that answered pretty much any question you could have about their lives post-story. 

So now we’re moving into uncharted water. I’d really like to see a campaign that focused more on the player contributions to the story. While I absolutely adored the story that Griffin created, it began to feel like it was only his story and the others only played it out and added some jokes. I think it would be interesting to see what would happen if the players were given a bit more freedom. Or maybe someone else could be the DM? idk but I’m jsut so excited for the future of the podcast.

anonymous asked:

so. i just woke up n i had a dream bighit posted that all of them date someone n then pics of them w their partners came out and everyone was asking 4 u to try to find their s/o clothes too bsvsvzvavs but u kept saying u didn't want the drama n only agreed to find a shirt jimins bf was wearing – then the dream got all crazy n not related to u or bts whatsoever hahshshhshgs anyways i'm sorry i just wanted to tell + thank u for finding stuff for us/finding stuff and sharing with us

This is wild o.o idk why but my brain glossed over the “i had a dream” part……I was so confused I really thought I had done something wrong! hahahaha

anonymous asked:

He texts me when i post a picture and he compliments me and idk what to do. so, i blocked him... but i rly rly love him it feels soo good he is in my notifications but he did it like he wants to take advantage of me. What should i do?

u did the right thing hun. if u think he’s just trying to take advantage of u then u definitely don’t want him in ur life anymore !! keep him blocked and focus on moving on and taking care of urself. u deserve better than someone like him

Tagged by: @inkytails 

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, write a post with 82 truths about yourself and then tag 25 people some random victims; @thewritehag, @time-to-write-and-suffer, @byjillianmaria, @boothewriter, @theinkrepository, @acfawkes. (It’s really long so if none of you do it, I feel you.)

(I’m reformatting this post a bit, don’t mind me.)

Most Recent…

Drink: Coffee, black.
Phone Call: Probably my mom or my boss.
Text: My mom text me about work xP
Song you listened to: Currently listening to Everglow by Coldplay
Time you cried: Three days ago? Idk, sometime this week.

Bold If You’ve ever..

Dated someone twice.
Been cheated on.
Kissed someone and regretted it.
Lost someone special.
Been depressed.
Been drunk and thrown up. (I laughed so hard at Oktoberfest in Munich that I almost threw up through my nose… I don’t know if that count.)

Bold if you’ve in the Last Year…

Made a new friend.
Fallen out of love.
Laughed until you cried.
Met someone who changed you.
Found out who your true friends are.
Found out someone was talking about you.
Kissed anyone on your fb list.


List three favorite colors: Burnt orange, maroon, teal.
How many people from your fb list do you know irl: I don’t accept friend requests of people I don’t know.
Do you have any pets: One cat, Kalista, and one parakeet, Sunshine. 
Do you want to change your name: Nope.
What did you do for your birthday: Saw Baby Driver and went rock climbing.
What time did you wake up today: 7:15 am
What were you doing last night at midnight: Sleeping.
Name something you can’t wait for: Publishing my first novel.
Last time you saw your mom: A couple weeks ago.
What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: It would be nice to be making enough money to support myself…
Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I have an Uncle Tom.
What’s getting on your nerves right now: Life, anxiety.
Blood type: O, I think positive?
Nickname: I have one friend who calls me Dan.
Relationship status: Single, but 100% committed to my cat. (A girlfriend would be nice though.)
Pronouns: Prefer they/them, but she/her is generally what I go by off the internet because correcting people is annoying, and I’m not opposed to he/him.
Long or short hair: Long hair is gorgeous but so is short hair and it’s much easier to manage.
Height: 5′6.5″
Do you have a crush on someone: Really tiny crush on one of my coworkers, but she’s seeing someone already. 
What do you like about yourself: My freckles. Occasionally, my writing.
Right or left handed: Right, but ambidextrous.
First surgery: Got my septum straightened when I was sixteen because I broke it so many times that I couldn’t breath. (I’m that idiot who runs into things.)
First best friend: @thewritingoctopus. Edit: I missed the ‘first’ bit. My first best friends were twins from ballet, both of whom I’ve recently gotten back in touch with and who are wonderful people. 
First sport you joined: Is ballet a sport?

Right Now…

Eating: Nothing.
Drinking: Water.
I’m about to: Email some people about a substitute teaching position.
Listening to: The Lightning Strike by Snow Patrol.
Kids: Maybe one or two in another decade, but we’ll see.
Get married: Someday, I hope.
Career: Guest services at a zoo. (But I want to write.)

Which is better…

Lips or Eyes
Hugs or Kisses
Taller or Shorter
Older or Younger
Romantic or Spontaneous
Sensitive or Loud
Hookup or Relationship
Troublemaker or Hesitant

Have you Ever…

Kissed a stranger: No
Glasses/contacts: Glasses
Had sex on a first date: I have yet to meet someone I want to have sex with so no.
Broke someone’s heart: I don’t think so…?
Turned someone down: A bunch of guys who thought I was straight.
Cried when someone died: Yes. (I cry when people die on tv a lot, don’t judge me.)
Fallen for a friend: Yes. -100/10, do not recommend it.

Do You Believe in…

Yourself: Usually.
Miracles: Yup.
Love at first sight: You mean lust at first sight ;)
Heaven: Yes.
Kissing on the first date: Eh. If you really like them or you both just want that. I doubt it’ll happen to me though.

I ,,,,want more threads where Flash is talking about his feelings or something !! Confuses him genuinely or like he’s either connecting with someone he normally doesn’t / befriending someone he isn’t always talkin to idk !


cinnamon roll /ˈsɪnəmən rəʊl/ 
   1. Salim from American Gods


“His fingers touched the strings, and all my thoughts were displaced. The sound was pure and sweet as water, bright as lemons. It was like no music I had ever heard before. It had warmth as a fire does, a texture and weight like polished ivory. It buoyed and soothed at once.”

- Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles, page 34

soul magnets.

Humans are Weird

So, I just thought of my own humans-are-the-weird-ones thing. What if humans were the only race to develop clothing and other things that are used simply to change our appearance. The other races don’t use clothing for protection from their home environments, and use vehicles for exploring non-native environments. Armor exists, but in a non-ornamental way, and generally doesn’t do much to change appearance, or is at least non-individualized. Makeup and nail polish are unknown, though tattoos and piercings are known to be used by some cultures for ranking and identification purposes and are not used ornamentally by any race other than humans. Hairstyles are not unknown, but are all generally for practical (keep it out of the way! I need insulation! I need shade!) reasons.

At first, aliens just think that there are a lot more humans than there really are, that humans that look alike with small differences are just family members, and that humans just naturally tend to be known solely by their family name. (Like, Alien “Ralph” meets Human “Bella Tailor” one day, sees her the next day in a different outfit, and thinks that he/she is meeting a relative of the human he/she met earlier, and that their family name is “BellaTailor.”)

Humans, at first, just thought that aliens were terrible at matching faces and names… and that they were apparently all nudists, but hey, who cares? Different cultures and races and all that, you know.

“Hello, BellaTailor. My name is Ralph. I believe I met your relative the other day. How is she doing?”

“I do not have a sister, Ralph. You must be mistaken.”

“That cannot be! She looks just like you, only more… pink, I believe is the correct color-word… and has your name! You must be relatives! It would be too much of a coincidence for you to not be related!”

“Where… exactly… did you meet my ‘sister’?” 

“Oh! We were on the same shuttle together. I must admit I am surprised; I thought that there was only one human on the ship’s roster.”

“Ralph, I am the human you met there. Remember how we talked about how uncomfortable those one-race-fits-all shuttle seats are?”

“But… no… you are different colors and patterns! This is a terrible joke. I wouldn’t suggest trying it on anyone else.”

“Dude, all I did was change my clothes. It’s not like I’m a whole ‘nother person, despite what commercials and such would have you believe.”


“Right… nudist… um… let me just… show you?”

Bella precedes to take off her top (not like they’ll care, they’re nudist anyway, right? eep, here goes nothing, really hope this is okay). Ralph thinks she means that they’re a race that sheds their skin, though he’s put out and puzzled over how no one mentioned that fact to anyone. After all, shedded skins can really clutter up an area, especially at the rate she seems to shed, though it could explain a few things. Bella, frustrated, puts her top back on, takes Ralph to her quarters, and shows him her clothing (which was still mostly packed due to limited storage space). Ralph finally sort-of understands, but the idea is totally trippy and weird to him.

“What did you think I brought so much luggage for?” 

“Well, I didn’t really want to pry, and your planet is… a bit… cluttered…”

*sigh* “Dude, I can’t… I just… urgh! WHY ME?!?!?!”

After many misunderstandings the aliens are brought to understand that humans can change their appearance in many ways, practically at-will. 

Then the whole issue of “camouflage” comes up. By this point, humans have developed advanced camouflage that automatically mimics the wearer’s surroundings. The other races react in various ways. Some are rather neutral about this discovery. Others are afraid. But many desire to obtain the art and secrets of “camouflage” for themselves. The earth and humans are now at the center of a conflict that borders on war - Intergalactic war. Because we’re the only race to have actually thought of camouflage. Thankfully, the other races begin to catch on before full-blown war is unleashed, but it is a very close thing.

@howtotrainyournana @crossroadsdimension Look! I came up with one! :D YAY for tired-brain-creativity! WHOOO (don’t really feel tired now, but I should be, and I know I will be when I have to wake up in four hours. :/ why does the coffee only seem to work when you actually want/need to sleep?)