idk whatever you want to tag it


repost, not reblog! tag muns you would like to get to know better when done!

tagged by: @thesmileclown

name:  Ryder

nickname: Ryder, Gizmo, Dryer, Twin

age: old

pronouns: Whatever u want

height: lol

birthday: July 14

aesthetic: halloween, disneyland, 80s, 90s, werewolves, kitties. man idk my own aesthetics tbh

last song you listened to: Sign O’ the Times - Prince

favourite muse(s) you’ve written: This one is probably topping the list. I’ve had a bunch of short lived OCs, but Trent Finch the OC made up of every music lore/legend aspect is up there too.

what inspired you to take on your current muse (that you are posting this on): I love the character so much, and he just kinda caught my attention from the beginning. He suited all my aesthetic tastes, and he broke my damn heart. How could I say no? (OKAY SO THIS IS LYKA’S ANSWER BUT LIKE 100% ACCURATE TO MY FEELINGS. I CAN’T EXPLAIN IT, IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT. LIKE A PUPPY AT THE POUND THAT PICKS YOU TO TAKE THEM HOME.)

what is your favorite aspect of your current muse: His humanity? Like… it’s easy to pass him off as someone he isn’t, especially by how he presents himself, but the more you get to know him he’s so much more. There’s compassion, actual ranges of emotions. To put it short, a sour patch kid. Sour and then sweet. He used to be such a shitty person who used people because of his addictions and need to get from point A to point B, but he’s since grown. He could have become this real piece of shit in society but has strayed from the figurative pack of the Super Rich Kids trope. Yeah, he’s physically lost everything, but gained so much perspective byway of it. He isn’t emotionally stable, and how can he be after everything he’s been through. Traumatized. Has a mental illness. There’s no glorifying any of it. So there’s still a lot of work ahead for him. There will always be a struggle, and despite that new beautiful discoveries.

favourite types of threads: All of them? The variety makes him all the more real.

biggest struggle in regards to your current muse: My actual biggest struggle is that people tend to take the way he is as the way i am? and that makes people think i’m standoff-ish or intimidating when i’m really not. as far as writing goes, probably how crude he can be and how it may come off as me teasing or touching on a romantic ship when that’s just how he is. same goes for his mood swings. he has BPD and it causes him to really go from one extreme to another, and in his case, that an be about five different moods in the span of one conversation. it makes me feel like people think i, as a writer, am trying to shift gears to him and i’m really not.

tagging: @monstralized @notorgazmo @bevieonthelevee @veniials @camillelafaye @xfreak0fnaturex @applebitd @spectersandscotch @dysxn @flxbber

((I don’t know if this has been done, so if it has please tell me.))

So I’ve seen a lot of those ‘Humans are Space Orcs’ posts and I think those are really cool, but unnoticed they all consist of one thing: humans traveling with the aliens.

So there are a lot of ways you can do that, right? You could go all Star Trek and make it to where the humans and aliens all live together in harmony and travel space together and things like that. But I have a different idea and I think it’s pretty cool.

So humans don’t really know aliens exist. Obviously you have your conspiracy theorists and loons and the occasional 'abducted’ person, but for the most part it’s just generally accepted that aliens are fun and all, but they’re not /real/.

And then there’s this kid. He/she/they don’t really have a happy life, but they can’t really do anything about it. You can make them whatever you want, have any or of disorder or disability or just make them an angsty teen that comes from an unhappy home. They want to leave, but they’re too young, so they have to stay.

Then of course, the aliens come. But instead of crap like Independence Day (I say crap in a loving way, the movie was pretty good and I like it), the aliens just take one look at the kid, pick them up, and leave. That’s it. Nothing else. Just take the kid and go.

Of course the kid is terrified at first, but after like the first day or so they calm down because the aliens are treating them like gosh-darn royalty. They put the kid up in the nicest room on the ship, give them the best food they can muster from their rations, and provide for any kind of entertainment the kid might want. It’s like paradise, and the kid is happier than they’ve been in a while.

So the kid travels with these aliens on all sorts of cool adventures and throughout this period is when we get the 'Humans are Space Orcs’ discoveries. Like the kid will go up to random giant furry beasts and just glomp them and coo at them while the aliens are like “No that’s deadly it will kill you oh my god what is this kid doing?!?!” Or, if the kid has a uterus, come time for their period the aliens freak out because “Oh holy shmarda, the child is bleeding!! Why is the child bleeding?!” Hilarious antics and shenanigans ensue and the child is so happy with their new life that they never want to go back home.

Also included: drama when the aliens return to earth to find a human companion for the child (even though they didn’t ask for one you guys don’t have to do this really it’s fine) and the parents of the kid demand they be returned immediately. The kid doesn’t want to go back of course so the aliens have to fight for custody over the kid in court (I guess idk but something along those lines. Maybe the humans try to kill the aliens because the kid was “abducted” and that causes a lot of angst and problems.).

Idk just something that’s been floating about in my imagination for a while. I think it would be a really cool show though tbh like someone hire me.

lemon eyes by turnyourankle

Harry/Louis /  Explicit / ABO - Alpha Louis, Omega Harry / 50k

It’s not proper for omegas to mess around with alphas before finding their bondmate. But Harry doesn’t give a damn what’s proper and fully intends on getting as much experience as he can before even trying to find one. As far as he’s concerned, the right alpha won’t care, and he’ll have some fun on the way.

And who better to start with than Louis Tomlinson, the alpha with the worst reputation on campus?

AKA the versatile ABO.

✨ Transformation Tuesday aka at the goal of losing 50kg/110lbs in 9 months. I can finally, confidently, say that I love myself. ✨


Saturday, March 24,1984. Shermer High School, Shermer, Illinois, 60062. Dear Mr. Vernon, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What we did *was* wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. What do you care? You see us as you want to see us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a princess and a criminal. Correct? That’s the way we saw each other at 7:00 this morning. We were brainwashed. - The Breakfast Club (1985)  


Part one of my The Good Sides Of The Internet poster project I’m doing for my art school application portfolio. 

Skam changed me as a person and helped me meet some of the most incredible people and I’ll be grateful for this forever. 💛

*keith, curled up on the floor crying*

hunk: are you okay? what’s wrong!?!?

*keith, sniffling*: there’s no hippo emoji :(((((


Yeah so I made a thing. Idk I was just bored and wanted to add some variety to the people I draw so I tried to make these with characteristics I dont see as much in what I draw.

Ok so  was thinking about girls for most of the time I made these but they’re pretty versatile so I guess you could do  whatever I don’t really care.

And if you use this to draw something you post tag me in it with #queenofawkward27 cuz I’m curious to see the results

  • Seokjin: You're clearly not listening. I can say whatever I want.
  • Yoongi: Tell me about it.
  • Seokjin: I murdered Jimin last night.
  • Yoongi: I feel you.
  • Seokjin: Now that I have the taste for blood, I can't stop murdering.
  • Yoongi: Been there

did you know you can blacklist on ao3 with -”pairing/tag/fandom/whatever” 

and if you want more than one thing blacklisted, separate with a comma like -”pairing1/pairing1,” -”pairing2/pairing2,” -”annoying fandom idk”

Forgetting Something? (Jason Todd x Reader)

Request: “#28 from prompt list : send number and boy name! (Idk what to call it) can I have it with Jason thank you!” from anon

Prompt: “Todd, you’ve got a visitor!”

Tags: @wynterrobin @wannabe-weasley @queen-of-all-the-fandoms

@tim-help @avengerdragoness @kazuha159


“Pass the chips, twerp.”

“You already finished two bags of those red diabetic triangle chips, Todd. Pennyworth is going to be very disappointed in you when he comes back.”

Jason rolled his eyes, “But I died, which means I can eat whatever the fuck I want.”

“That silly excuse is going to get yourself killed again if you don’t-“ Damian was cut off by the doorbell, “Ugh, who could possibly have nothing to do at this hour?” He muttered under his breath.

Damian looked at Jason, “Well?”

“What? You think I’m going to answer it? You’re the one who’s grounded.” He deadpanned, flipping the channels.

Damian made a low growl and stood up from the couch. He took his time while he made his way towards the door. When he finally opened it, his face lit up, “(Y/L/N), what are you doing here?!” He notice you carrying a book bag.

You smiled at your boyfriend’s little brother, “Hey, Dami! Your brother forgot this at my place last night,” You dug into your bag and pulled out Jason’s Red Hood helmet, “Is he here?” You asked.

Damian nodded and turned to call Jason, “Todd, you’ve got a visitor!”

Jason laid his head back on the couch and groaned before getting up. When he saw it was you at the door, he grinned. He pushed Damian out of the way and gave you a big hug, “Babe, you didn’t tell me you were coming over.”

You snorted, hugging him back, “Oh please, I don’t have to tell you, I come here every weekend anyway.” Jason leaned down to kiss you but a little someone punched his back.

“Hey! I’m still here!” Damian growled.

Jason rolled his eyes, ignoring Damian as he kept punching. He looked at what you were holding and smacked his forehead, groaning, “I knew I forgot something.”

You handed him his helmet, “You were pretty distracted last night. Oh, I was wondering if Alfred made some cookies.”

“Haha, you bet I was distracted,” He smirked, “And Alfred and the rest ain’t here right now. I’m sorry babe but you can’t stay this weekend, I have to take care of the little guy.”

“Call me little one more time, you ape!” Damian squeezed in between the both of you and grabbed your wrist, pulling you inside, “And they can stay over for the weekend!”

Jason followed the both of you quickly inside, closing the door behind him, “Hey! Remember! Bruce said no fun!”

Damian shouted over his shoulder, “I’d rather get in trouble again than have you watch over me!”

You giggled, “Why are you even grounded, Damian?”

Damian grinned, “I almost punched my teacher.”

dystopiansushi  asked:


Commotion in the kitchen during the dark hours of the morning had become more or less of a normal occurrence at the UA dorms– a malfunctioning quirk, the microwave catching on fire, dishes crashing to the floor, small explosions. The usual disturbances.

Even so, it was a relief when nobody had come downstairs to investigate the minor sonic boom that occurred at 3:42 am that Tuesday.

In battle, Bakugo’s reaction time was a force to be reckoned with. This fact, Eijirou discovered, also held true when someone spooks him in the kitchen at 4 in the morning.

Chunks of charred fruit slide down the walls as a series of angry half-whispers fill the otherwise silent room.

It was debatable if all of the insults hurled at him were worthwhile, since Eijirou was still recovering from the shock of what had just happened, while simultaneously trying to remember where he was and how he got there.

Middle of the night, hungry. Kitchen. 



Now there are mango chunks on the wall and I’m sitting on the floor.

…Bakugo likes mangoes?

Bakugo is screaming at me, which is nothing new.

His hair is matted. He must sleep on his right side.

“Oi, sharkface, quit grinning at me like an idiot!”

And I’m grinning at him like an idiot.

The room is silent for a moment until Bakugo heaves a sigh and extends an arm towards the victim of his outburst, offering to help him up.

“Help me clean this up before somebody comes down here and finds us, hair-for-brains.”

Eijirou smiles again. The sleepiness is beginning to seep back into his body, clouding his brain, but he remembers the last thing the thought clearly.

How manly. 


Choose wisely, Pacifica

(haha i just wanted to draw my version of older! dip and mabes. Feel free to tag as either dipcifica or mabifica

or both because both is good

both is awesome)


January 29, 2010. Two souls reunited. In another life. In another century. At last.

And it is always eighteen ninety-five.

Remember that horrible headcanon and that horrible edit? I do. And this happened. No idea why. Because I am a slut for Soulmate AUs? I love them? Sherlock Holmes and John Watson are soulmates? Idk, watch it and reblog/like/review/put something in the tags if you want to, we live in a free world, do whatever strikes your fancy.