if i can take that tag

Dragon Age “Favorite Game” Alignments:

Lawful Origins
-knows everything about the DA universe
-reads all the codex entries
-actually knows things about story structure
-nerd

Neutral Origins
-romances alistair every time
-can never bring themselves to make evil choices
-loves the music
-cries a lot

Chaotic Origins
-“FINE DWARVEN CRAFTS DIRECT FROM ORZAMMAR”
-just replays all the different prologues over and over
-restarts when they get to ostagar

Lawful 2
-thinks DA2 was unfairly judged in comparison to origins
-has Strong Opinions ™ about anders
-thinkpieces and meta
-secretly bitter

Neutral 2
-really just loves all the DA2 characters
-like, REALLY loves them
-a lot
-fix-it fic and coffee shop AUs
-probably bisexual

Chaotic 2
-has only played 2
-“wtf is a darkspawn lol”
-purple dialogue options
-probably a blood mage

Lawful Inquisition
-enjoys fetch quests
-takes time to craft new weapons and armour at regular intervals
-talks to every companion between every single mission
-looks up walkthroughs and quickloads whenever a companion disapproves

Neutral Inquisition
-Inquisition was their first DA game
-avoids fandom drama
-just genuinely enjoys all the games
-the most chill

Chaotic Inquisition
-“HOLY SHIT YOU CAN JUMP”
-spends 90% of their time falling off of roofs in skyhold
-runs into dragon battles 20 levels too soon and gets destroyed
-tries to glitch on purpose

I want to see your in-game Ryders!!!!

Ok, I’m bored and tired and stressed, and my inner stalker got control of my mind XD

Can I take a look at how your Ryders look in the game? I love to see how different they are from the in-game version to the OC you have in mind *_*

Those are my Ryders (I’m nosy but I share mine too xDDDD)

Sara:

Scott:

I used her face in every run and made another Scott one with the default because… HOOOOT XD

I tag all my friends to do it!! show me! make my inner stalker happy XD

What happens in Vegas pt. 3 - Tom Holland

Word count: 2666

Summery:  You wake up after a night in Las Vegas, only to discover you married the one and only Tom Holland

Part 1 | Part 2

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A/N: It’s finally here! I finally got it done! I’m sick at the moment, so it took a little longer to write, but I finished it! I got the next part planned out, and I’m kinda excited for it. Please let me know what you think of this part, and if you want to be put on the tag list! So yeah. Enjoy! 

“I think we should take this one” You said to Tom, as the real estate agent had just walked away, allowing you to talk. This was the fifth place you had seen today. You had been followed by paparazzi all day, and playing a loving couple was already getting exhausting.

“I really like this one. It’s big. We can avoid each other, and we can be together if we want to. I really like the spa as well” He sent you a smirk, and you just rolled your eyes at him. At every apartment, he had pointed out the places that was suitable for sex. Every. Apartment.

“It’s not happening. Never again. We were drunk, it’s not happening” You told him seriously, but he just stood there, the smirk still on his lips. It’s not that you were regretting sleeping with him. Being honest you enjoyed it in the moment, but you didn’t like him. He was a jerk, and you didn’t want him to have the satisfaction of sleeping with you.

“We’ll see. I still think this is the right one, so why don’t we just take it, and start moving?” He asked, and starting walking towards the realtor, before you had a chance to answer. Why did he have to be so rude, all of the time? If he was actually a decent human being, being married to him wouldn’t be that bad. If he was a decent human being, maybe you would actually enjoy being with him.  Maybe you would even like him.

It didn’t take long to sign the contract. Since no one lived in the apartment, we could move in from tomorrow. You weren’t eager to move in with Tom, but it was better than him staying in your apartment all the time. At least here he would pay rent.

“So. You want to move tomorrow? I don’t have anything planned, so we could get a drink while unpacking, and then we could try out the bed” The worst part about him being so goddamn cocky, was that you now had to go out, pretending to be the fairy-tale couple the public thought you were.

“Unfortunately, We start filming tomorrow, so you’ll have to do that yourself” You sent him an innocent smile, as the realtor handed you the keys. “But I wouldn’t mind, having you unpack everything. Less work for me”

“Whatever. We’ll see what happens. Most of it is your stuff, so it’s only fair if you do most of the work” He smiled ironically, as he put the keys and the contract on the table, taking a picture of it for Instagram. The kid put everything on Instagram, so why not this as well?

***

“And cut!” The director yell, and you felt yourself relax a little, as you smiled to your co-star. He was going to play your love interest, and if it wasn’t for the fact that you were in a fake marriage, he could might as well have been in real life too. He was the definition of hot.

“Looks great guys! Let’s take 20 minutes!” You were starting to wonder if all directors yelled this much all the time, or if it was just this one.

“Want something to eat? Maybe actually say hi to some of the others, and you know. Get their real names too” Your co-star smiled at you, and you weren’t slow to agree.

“hi guys!” a dark haired girl said, as you approached. She was going to play your best friend, and from the short time you had talked to her, she seemed pretty nice too.

“Wait. Aren’t you the married one? Like, one half of the hottest couple at the moment?” She asked, before taking a bite of a muffin.

“Guilty as charged” You tried to say with a smile. Couldn’t you just go a day without having to talk about the moron you married?

“Is he really okay with you taking this role? It not really because you’re playing an innocent teenager, and at some point, you’ll have a sex scene with co-star. My boyfriend would die of jealousy. If I had one, that is” She continued.

“Oh. He doesn’t know. I didn’t tell him anything about the role. Besides, just because I’m married to him, doesn’t mean he’ll get a say in my career” You shrug, and grabbed one of the cupcakes on the table.

“Isn’t it super weird being married to someone you barely know? Like, how was the first day of being married?” Co-star asked, eyebrows raised. For a minute, you cursed at Tom. If you weren’t married, you could just flirt away with Co-star, but at the same time, you probably wouldn’t even have the role if it wasn’t for him.

“It’s super strange. I still don’t know if he has any siblings. We actually haven’t talked about our families at all, come to think of it. I know his family is in Europe, but that’s about it. So, there’s always new things to talk about. So yeah. It really odd” You confessed. You had barely mentioned your family to Tom.

“He got 3 brothers. Two of them are twins” The dark-haired girl said, and you looked at her a bit surprised. “What? He’s hot! So naturally I googled him. You’re one lucky girl y/” She continued casually.

“He is hot. And it’s even better when he’s shirtless” You joked, earning a groan from Co-star. “I’ll let you girls talk about the hot husband alone, since it’s a very weird conversation for me” He said, before sneaking away.

“I wanna know everything, starting with the sex” The dark-haired girl demanded, and you couldn’t help but giggle. As much as you hated Tom, you oddly didn’t mind talking about him right now. You also had feeling, you could become friends with this girl.

***

When you got home, you were exhausted. You really didn’t have the energy to unpack, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to go to bed, before you found the box to your bedroom.

When you opened the door, you heard familiar voices. One belonged to Tom, and one belonged to the last person you wanted to see right now. Your mother.

“Y/n! You’re back! Your mum’s here, darling” Tom’s happy voice said, as you walked into your new living room, to find Tom sitting on the couch, next to your mother.

“How… Lovely” You tried to force a smile. This was the last thing you wanted right now. “So how long have you been here, mom? And why exactly are you here?” You tried to sound friendly. You didn’t want Tom to know anything about your troubled relationship with your mother.

“I’m here to meet the new husband of yours! And I’ve spent the last couple of hours getting to know him. He’s quite the catch, and he’ll make some beautiful children too!” Your mother exclaimed, and you noticed how Tom choked on his breath. He was not prepared to hear the last part of that sentence.

“While I’m at it. How is the sex? A marriage is only as good as the sex” She continued. “Mom!” You yelled, completely flustered. “It’s good. Actually, that’s an understatement. It’s amazing. It’s my favourite time of the day” Tom said, and you couldn’t believe your ears. That idiot was even smirking at you.

“Tom! You. No. That’s not. We don’t. no. Oh god” You couldn’t find the words. You tried, but the sentence just wouldn’t form.

“That’s good! And since Tom here, is making enough money for the both of you, you could just stop acting. You could just stay at home, take care of the children” You mother said, making you snap out of the uncomfortable state you had been in.

“Seriously? Do you have to bring that up, every time? I don’t want kids! At least not right now. I just made it mom. I’m about to make my big break, but of course you don’t care. It’s not like you’ve ever been supportive” You asked her frustrated. You saw Tom’s eyes get wide, and how your mother got annoyed.

“You’ve said that for 3 years now. It’s about you grow up! Forget this foolish idea about becoming an actress. Do you have any idea, how many of your friends who are already married, and have children?” It was the same old argument. A year ago it was “How many of your friends are married and pregnant?”.

“I’m sorry that I didn’t aspire to be a trophy wife! I’m sorry that didn’t want to be a young mother, depending on her husband’s money, while living in an extravagant house, while I care more about looking young, than I do taking care of my own kids. And let’s not forget, pretending to be the perfect family, even when everything is falling apart. Caring more about keeping up the perfect image, than try to be an actually family”  

“You’re upbringing was just so hard! Going to fancy parties, getting everything, you ever wanted. I’m so sorry for being a trophy wife, so I could give you a good life. Am I really that bad, for wanting that?” She scuffed at you. You felt like she was scolding you, just like she always did when you were a kid.

“I didn’t want any of that! I wanted a family. I wanted someone to care. I did everything to get you and dad’s attention, but you never even bothered. The police had to get involved, before you asked where I had been. So sure. You were a great mom!” You would never forget your teenage years, and how desperate you had been for them to care.

“Mrs. l/n, maybe you should leave. Y/n has had a long day, and I’m sure she’s just tired. Ehm. So maybe it would just be best for everyone, if you went home” Tom said in a quiet voice.

“Sure. I can see I’m not getting anywhere anyway” Your mother quickly left, and you felt the exhaustion get to you. As soon as the door slammed shut, you felt the tears sting in your eyes. At this point, you were too tired to even care about Tom, so you just let yourself fall down on the couch.

“You okay?” He asked almost sounding worried. You would’ve rolled your eyes, but you didn’t have the energy. “You mum was kind enough to help me unpack all of your stuff. This is no offence to you, but you really are a daughter of a bitch” You couldn’t help but laugh at his words.

“I’m serious! It was the most awkward 2 hours of my life! She kept telling me how I needed to keep you under control, because apparently, you’re a wild one. It was so hard to be nice to her. No offence to your mum, but she’s horrible” He continued, and he actually managed to make you feel better.

“Oh good. You’re smiling. I’m really not good with people crying. I also kinda have somewhere to be, and I would almost feel bed for leaving you when you’re upset” And he was back to being an idiot.

“I was almost starting to worry that you might have become a decent human being” You said sarcastically. In reality, you were so happy that he had actually unpacked for you, and that he tried to cheer you up. But you weren’t about to let him know that. There was no reason to inflate his ego.

“Yeah. You had it rough enough with your mother. There’s no need for me to add to that. I’m not that cruel” He smiled, before getting up from the couch. You were starting to wonder, if he actually was a decent human being.

***

A couple of days had passed. When you got home, Tom would leave. You would leave, before Tom got up in the morning. You hadn’t really spoken that much in the last couple of days.

You had the weekend off. You were starting to become good friends with the rest of the crew, but you were also looking forward to being able to relax. You only had one thing you needed to do this weekend, and you just wanted to get that over with.

For some reason, the director thought it was a genius form of team building, to film a lap dance as one of the first scenes. Sure, you had been filming for 5 days, but it was still so early on. You had given lap dances before, just not sober. So naturally, you wanted to practice it a bit, just to be sure.

When you got inside the apartment, you were relived to find that Tom wasn’t there. You could hear the shower, so without much sound, you grabbed a chair and brought it to your room, and closed the door.

You already knew this was going to be weird. Trying to gather the courage to just get it over with. You turned on some music, still nothing. After spending 10 minutes just starring at the chair, you decided to just take a shot. And then one more, as you waited for the alcohol to set in.

After a couple of minutes, you started to feel it. You let yourself fall into music, and started dancing. You moved your hips to the rhythm, and started to forget everything around you. You lifted your shirt off of your body, as you sat down on the chair, still moving your hips around. There was a knock on the door, but it wasn’t until Tom opened it you registered it.

“What do you want for… oh. You’re…” The door was wide open, and he was leaning on the doorframe. His eyes slowly went down your body, and he had that stupid smirk on his lips. “What exactly are you doing? And. Don’t let me stop you” He bit his lips as he kept looking at you.

“My eyes are up here” You told him, in an annoyed voice. He didn’t care. He didn’t even glance at your eyes, his eyes stuck on your body. “But I’m rehearsing for my role. I have to do this lap dance on Monday, and I’m a bit out of practice.”

“I see. Do you need any help? You know, it might be easier if someone was in the chair” He said calmly. Too calmly for your liking. But you also knew he was right. A person in the chair, would make this a lot easier.

“Fine. But I’ll need another shot” You sighed, as you took a sip from the bottle and handed it to Tom. “We’re not doing this while you’re sober” He wasn’t slow to take the bottle of your hands. He was now looking in your eyes, as he took several sips of the bottle, before putting it down.

“So. Go over the scene”  He demanded, his voice deeper than usual.

“Eh. It’s not really described that much. I’m supposed to just walk close to you. Grab you by the collar” You voice turned into a whisper, as you narrated what you did. With your lips millimetres from his neck. “And then, I’m supposed to do this” You whispered, as you pushed him onto the chair.

None of you said a word, as you got into the dance again. You felt confident, as you felt his eyes on you. A smirk was growing on your lips, as you remembered what he had said to your mother. The sex is amazing.

You took it slow, and when you finally got down on his lap, you could clearly feel the bulge in his pants. You left his lap shortly after, and elegantly managed to get your jeans off, leaving you in just your underwear. When you got back down on his lap, he put his hands around your stomach, pulled you closer, and started kissing you neck.

“I think that’s enough rehearsing for tonight”

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FanWorks Wednesdays - foxmulders

by Keva Andersen

This week’s author may have gotten her writing start from a place “where everybody knows your name” but if you don’t know her name, you should. Meet @foxmulders! Also known as inspl0tches on A03, foxmulders has a variety of work that can take you on a great ride and in some cases knock the wind out of you as you read.

One of my personal favorites is “solitary fields in spring.”  Tagged “mother’s day hell fic from hell,” it looks at 5 Mother’s Days that could have been *cough should have been cough* for Scully. It’s sweet and sad and hits all the right notes.

With all the hurricanes lately you may have heard people use the phrase “the waffle house index” lately. This story with the same name has more to do with the hurricane of emotions that follows Season 6′s “One Son” than the weather and it’s a great read. I love the way it explores how Mulder and Scully say the things they don’t really say.

There’s so much I love about “string theory,” I’ll just stop talking now and tell you to go read it.

We talked with foxmulders about writing, inspiration, and of course, The X-Files.

How long have you been a Phile?

The X-Files was my summer after sophomore year show. I’m about to go into my second year of college, so I’ve been into it for almost four years now. My parents are super over my not being over it, btw. Just in case anyone was wondering.

What was your first episode?

The Pilot! I’d seen a lot about the show on Tumblr before I started it, and I remember the first time the camera panned to Mulder’s poster I was like, “That’s where that’s from!” So the show immediately felt familiar, which I think is part of what got me.

How long have you been writing fic?

Unfortunately, since I was like 12. I wrote some stuff for Star Wars, and Parks and Rec and even Cheers. Yes, Cheers. It was very bad and very inconsistent, and I certainly never printed out a fic I was working on in order to edit it with a red pen like a Real Writer and then left it out for my mom to find. Nope.

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promo me

hi i’m alien. i’m an artist who posts ndrv3, hiveswap and humorous stuff in general. i currently have 898 followers – but it’d be nice if you can take a gander at my blog, check things out and maybe follow me

and, in case you don’t feel like trudging through my art tag, under the read more is a compilation of some of my better art! here’s my faq too. and my tags page if you want to see what other stuff i post.

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anonymous asked:

do you have tips for getting things done while sad? (i swear i tried to think of a good one but im too sad today oh no)

firstly, i’m so sorry it took me such a long time to answer this. i sincerely hope you’re feeling a bit better now, all my love to you ❤️❤️❤️

i’m definitely not great at being productive when i’m sad, and i tend to just end up dwelling on my sadness and procrastinating doing the things i need to do.

when i’m sad i also tend to get really insular, and avoid talking to people. what can be helpful though (as difficult as i personally find this, as i’m terrible at initiating contact with people) is reaching out to someone. even if just to like tag them in a meme on facebook or something, feeling slightly less isolated can help me to get out of my own head a bit, which can help motivate me to be more productive.

i’d also say to take things slowly if you can - one step at a time, and reward yourself when you reach goals. when i’m writing an essay and feeling super down and unmotivated, for example, i usually let myself take a break after each 100 words. let yourself watch a yt video that you like, or read a nice fic, or listen to some songs or eat a chocolate etc etc, and then go back and try to write another 100 words. 

if it’s something like housework that you need to get done, upbeat music sometimes helps me feel more motivated to do it. it can be really hard, but i do also find that i often feel a bit better once my living space is fresher and more tidy. as difficult as it can be to get started, thinking about how much calmer everything around me will be, and how it’ll be easier to breathe when i’m done can sometimes help me out.

also, don’t feel bad if you can’t get everything done, or can’t get much done at all. it’s not your fault you feel sad, make sure you’re taking care of yourself and working to your own strengths. i’m so sorry this wasn’t more helpful, but i hope it helped maybe a little bit? and i hope you’re feeling happier now my love 💞

FAQ

I put together this FAQ. Will add more as necessary.

So, uh, who runs this tumblr?
This blog is run by both @rironomind and emochikaoya who does the typesetting for the comic. She has a tumblr, but she doesn’t use it.
E: I’m a 无业游民 vagrant from China
R: I’m a penniless fic writer from Singapore. 

Wow so she can read english? Can she see everything I comment? 
E: I can understand some of it, but if the comment is too long, I can’t understand it.
R: I take screenshots of every comment, even those in the tags, and she gets me or her friends to translate it.

Why isn’t she running this on her own?
E: My English isn’t good!
R: She doesn’t like tumblr.

Sooo, what is this story about again?
E: This is a love story between two strangers who go from friends to lovers.

Who are the characters and why do they look like OPM?
E: They are original characters 杨大夫 Doctor Yang and 庞皙 Pang Xi, they look similar because I’m a Genosai artist.
R: Please don’t tag this as OPM. It’s really rude. Please treat this as an original work.

So are you just drawing is as you go? Like every week?
E: No, the comic is complete, I’m currently drawing the sidestories/extras.
R: Guys, they’re so good. Yan Guang (the taoist priest) is into a fox demonnnn! There’s even a fight about blowjobs!!

I definitely need to get my hands on a physical copy, where can I get it?
E: Sure, but it’s only available in Chinese. If you don’t mind, you can buy it through Taobao. There’s bonus nsfw content.
R: I took a few snaps of the book, check it out here.

Dang…that’s…I don’t know…shipping fees, dude…
R: @opmsmut is putting together a large order, so if you’re interested, y’all can bulk buy. Also, I have an extra copy and I’m considering doing a giveaway.

Would you ever print an English translation?
E: In the first place, there aren’t many English readers, so I have no plans to print an English version.

Alright alright, but what about the genosai books? Are you gonna translate those?
E: Genosai is a dead fandom, it’s even more impossible for me to print English copies.
R: Preview pages are up on pixiv. But I can help you out if you’ve bought the book.

But like, can you just upload them for free?
R: No. 

Right…sooo, what’s next?
R: I’m working on some fanfic for Yan Guang and the fox demon.
E: After I finish this side story, I’m going to work on my next original comic. 

What?? Really?!?
E: Yep, but I haven’t finished the plot, I need to read some books.
R: Holy shit, I’m so hyped.

Thanks for reading!

Y'all. I’m tentatively taking personal aesthetic/moodboard requests. Tell me things like your name/gender/sexuality (if you want), your favorite color(s), hogwarts house, zodiac sign (can also be sun/moon/rising), mbti type, hobbies, things you love, etc. Just like, a brief description of yourself. Anon is okay, but non-anon will take precedence and mutuals will probably be my priority.


(Just a heads up: I might not make all of them, and I’ll most likely stop taking them if I get a lot right away! Check the reblogs on this post to see if I’m still taking them!)

I was tagged by @hiddenpolkadots and @prongsno

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag your favorite authors.

I tag @sunshinedaisieswindmills @bcdaily @lizardcookie

1.  James Potter to Mrs. Wife: lily can we have another baby?

2. “How was your summer, Evans?”

3.  “So your soulmate’s name is Junks?” asks Mary, squinting at Lily’s wrist.

4.   “I think the poster on your ceiling is winking at me.”

5.  The first morning James Potter does not wake up alone, it takes him a moment to remember the other person in bed beside him.

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shana tova, my loves

As I think about moving into 5778 and entering the Yamim Noraim/Days of Awe this year, all I can think is–I’m not ready. This past year–Jewish and secular–has been full of transitions, and while I so frequently try to take the time to reflect, to look back, to find time to think on what has challenged me and what has helped me to grow, all I can think is that I don’t feel prepared to transition, yet again, into something new. In that spirit, then, to myself and to everyone else who is greeting these days with tightened chests rather than open arms, I wish you the focus phrase that I’m taking with me into 5778, grounded in lovingkindness and birkat kohanim


May we feel blessed and kept.
May this year be gracious, and may we find moments for gratitude.
May we feel safe.

Shana tova umetukah, my sweet friends - may it be a year of good health and a shift towards more kindness in this world, and may you all find moments of joy. 💜

toytulini  asked:

Im kinda curious why microsoft shot itself in the foot so hard and so many times?

Context: This ask is in reference to the failure of the Xbox One and its features, and this post I reblogged on the topic. It was already so long, I didn’t want to add more length to it. But in my tags I noted that Microsoft, while it made horrible decisions that disrespected its player base, had reasons for doing so. They’re not justified but they were a ‘rational’ business strategy.

They were trying to take down the used games industry. (long post under the cut)

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Sooo I was tagged by some lovely people @limkkukkung and @ims-monbebe to do the bias selfie tag thing (I’m sorry this took a bit to finally get done 😩).

Can we just discuss how good Hoseok looks in leather jacket??? Granted he looks good in anything and everything but him in leather jackets just ahhhh lol. I seriously couldn’t love this man anymore than I already do for the amazing talents he has plus his amazing personality that makes him the most precious human being ever. He doesn’t deserve any hate thrown at him especially when it comes to his body…. If he wants to workout and build muscle let him! He is a grown and healthy man who just deserves all the love and support in the world because his heart is so pure. Please don’t hurt this man when all he ever does is give us his whole heart, it crushes me seeing him sad 😭.
(I’m sorry for that mini vent I just hate seeing him hurt or anything 😭😩😭😩)

On a side note…. Please excuse my brat of a dog photobombing in the background of the picture. Someone thinks she owns everything. 😒.

Now to tag (gonna try and change it up a little here lol)……… @illbetheresomehow @hixtapemarauder @i-u-shi @melaninstoryteller @minjistrashwife @floofsta-x @storlyghtbaby @rap-monstax @trashstax @happycakeycake

As per usual you can choose if you want to do this or not but if you do I look forward to seeing all your lovely faces ☺️ have funnnn ☺️

AHS Imagine: Toy Story

So I came across this idea from a rp I did. Thank you to @saracons87 for sparking this revelation, also tagging @langdonsgun cuz why not. . Warnings: Angst

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“Tate! Tate! You gotta see this movie with me!” Addy cried out leaving the theater. “I just saw this lion movie with you.” I said walking out with her. “The Lion King,” she corrected, “Now you are gonna take me to see Toy Story when it comes out.” “That’s in another year sis.” I said. “I wanna go to the premiere, you think we can go to it together?” she asked. 

“I’ll try Addy.” I said giving in. I smile at her as we start to walk home. 

**December 1994

I wait outside Addy’s bedroom with the good news. “Tate what are you doing outside my room?” she asked me. I hand her the envelope in my hand. “Open it.” I said with a grin. She undid the flap and screamed with joy, waking up mom. “What the hell is going on out here!” she yelled at us. “Tate got me tickets to Toy Story!” Addy explained with joy in her voice.

“What did you steal them from some pour little kid?” mom asked with the same disgusted tone I had. “No, I’ve been saving up ever since it was announced that they were going to start selling tickets for the movie.” I told her. I moved my focus back to Addy. “They got us badges so we can see the screening and walk the carpet for the premiere because I had enough for it. You can meet the guys who voice the people too Addy.” I told her. “I couldn’t wait for Christmas to see your face.”

**Christmas 1994

“Give me the tickets Adelaide, right this instant!” mom was yelling. “No! No they’re the last thing I have of him! We were gonna go together!” I yell at her. There were tears down my eyes as I started to cry. Tate promised he was going to see this movie with me, but now he was gone. Mom got worse from his death. She came at me and wrestled the envelope out of my hands. She slapped me across the face. “Tate’s gone and so is his promise. These will just be a waste.” she said between her teeth. She walked out and I slowly followed her. 

She was on the landline and I heard her from the other side of the wall that separated us. “Yes, I was inquiring about getting a refund for some movie tickets my son bought.” She started speaking. “No…Tate.” I whispered to myself as I sank to the floor crying.

Get to know me tag

Rules: tag 20 followers you’d like to get to know

Tagged by: @gaydy-of-the-lake

Name: Janelle

Nicknames: anything works

Gender: Female

Star sign: Sagittarius

Height: 5'1 

Sexuality: Bisexual

Hogwarts house: Gryffindor

Favorite animal: all the baby versions of them

Average hours spent sleeping: 8 hours. I love my sleep and no one can take it away from me

Dogs or Cats: Both! Dogs are very eager to please and cats are jerks. arent they lovely

Number of blankets I sleep with: One huge thick blanket

Dream trip: Iceland

Dream Job: Space pilot/space smuggler like Han Solo

When I made this account: years ago

Why I made this account: i’ve always been on tumblr since I can remember, just jumping from one fandom to another. I created this for Legend of Korra and now it’s just a big giant gay collection 

# of followers: 203

Reasons for my url: when i thought Pitch was great until the unnecessary hetero ship happened

Tagging: @acker-amy, @gay-and-loyal, @wolfieroleplays, @nataliakyle @kaashymcgraa, @memyselfandmygirlfriend, @reigncorp-for-life, @brokenwitch30, @bgirlmisia, @gillywulf, @getyourgayon, @huffy-and-abs, @katie–mcgrath, @kathrinacasey, @karaxdnvrs, @lena-lipbite-luthor, @luthor-lesbian @luthorsanvers @mrsluthordanvers @reigngooglesearches

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Tagged by @theprinceregent to do this little history/aesthetic tag so here I am!!! Doing the his cute tag!!!

• A screenshot of your lockscreen (me and my Baeblade)
• The last song you listened to
• A selfie (technically not a selfie since I didn’t take it of myself but I like it and you can see how positively short and ill-proportioned I am)
• Your favourite historical figure (mine’s Charlie 2. Obv)

I tag @boleynqueens, @aethelfleds, @lucreziaborgia, @charlottemarney, @black-brunswickers and uh, anyone else who would like to do this cute tag!!! ♡