if we can only have one


- High school AU’s include if one isn’t at school for a day they get cranky cause they have no one to yell at and they can’t loose their yelling buddy that not good

- Aggressively making sure the other is okay

- Defending each other cause “only I can call him that you insensitive prick!”

- Them hating each other but still worrying about each other

- Would never actually confess that they are worried when the other isn’t there

- DoUbLe DaTeS

- Being pared in ton of class projects and pretending to hate it

- Will lowkey defend each other
- hang out a lot but it’s only because “we have mutual friends and have no choice”

- College AU includes debate club only ever being filled with the shouts of them two

- They always think they themselves won

- Being dorm mates

- Thomas cleaning the dorm and organizing Alex’s stuff since “you will never spend time doing it and my OCD got to me”

- Late night gossip sessions

- They help each other threw brake ups

- “We hate each other but we know how to make each other feel happy and we know each other’s insecurities but would never pull on those heart strings cause that’s too bitchy”

- Late night talking sessions in general

- Thomas hating the hot but he keeps the heater on cause he knows how Alex is used to the hot Caribbean and how it’s hard for Alex to work with ten blankets on him

- They have totally fought people that made the other hurt

- “Do you know how much pain you put him threw cause I do! I see it everyday you fuckoo!”

- being each other’s wingman but like complaining about the “cute” shit the other does to make the person the other likes want to date which ever

- “sometime it’s so annoying cause he sneezes in his sleep like snoring but it’s like baby sneezes and I could almost call it cute if he was the worst ever and it wasn’t so god damn annoying, like it doesn’t happen every second or anything but frequent enough”

- Job AU consists of completely going against the others ideas

- fighting for the same higher position

- both getting the position and having to make compromises and such for big decisions

- having to go to the other'a house because of how much work they have to do

- Martha and Eliza competing in being the nicest to each other’s husband because “I just want them to work the best together and have a good working condition”

- defending each other in Job gossip

- “Excuse me how dare you accuse him of that he’s the worst ever but he wouldn’t do that

- late night Skype calls for work that turn into them venting to each other

- (teacher AU) jumping into each other’s class room and critiquing their lesson

- they help each other plan lessons

- “Pft oh come on, you could do this so much better”

- switching classes and teaching the other’s class every once and awhile

- PTO AU includes aggressively supporting their children

- Angelica Hamilton and Lucy Jefferson playing on the same soccer team

- Lucy first meeting Philip since they are closer in age and are in the same class together but she started being friends with Angelica instead

- Angelica going to Lucy’s house and vise versa but Alex/Thomas has to stay cause they are daddy’s girls and they find comfort in their dad’s just being in the same house as them

- Alex and Thomas slowly start rooting for each other’s kids for sports and such

- Lucy and Angelica start being so close that they have a schedule when they are going over to each other’s houses and the two dad’s being sorta sad that they can’t have tea and talk about things going

- soccer mom Alexander and Thomas tagging along for he ride with each other

- One of the dad’s can’t make it to the soccer game so the other cheers both of the girls on

- those Girl Scout selling cookies competitions get heated


anonymous asked:

actual released solo songs ^_^

Yongguk did a bunch of songs back when he was an underground rapper, before he joined TS entertainment. You can find a masterlist here.

Yongguk featured in 2 songs while he was still a trainee:

After debuting with B.A.P, he’s released a few solo tracks on his Soundcloud. Some have been taken down but been uploaded by fans on YT.


(He’s got a solo song called “Blessing” which he performed on last year’s tour, but there’s been no official release for it. You can only watch fancams. He’s got a new one this year, so we’ll see if he’ll release that one…)


(He also got a new solo song for this tour. I pray for its release.)

Daehyun has released a song called “What About You?” on Soundcloud that I believe he made together with a friend.

Youngjae recently said he’s working on solo songs, so hopefully we’ll get to see one soon. I don’t know anything about Himchan.

Phew! Damn, I hope I didn’t forget anything, or got anything wrong :o

anonymous asked:

One thing which I think is really important, but I’ve not seen mentioned (I probably missed it!) is that Mon-El was actually really honest all episode… We’ve all discussed why he didn’t tell anyone he was the Prince and I think we can agree that while Kara was understandably upset, he had valid reasons – but that is the only thing he has lied about. This episode in particular, there were opportunities for him to lie to make things easier (1/3)

– he could have said he didn’t see the Kryptonian and found the pod abandoned, or that he was already dead, but he was honest about what happened. He could have tried to lie and say of COURSE he was going to tell her, he almost did when he thought he was dying and he was planning on telling her on her birthday or something, I don’t know, he could have TRIED if he just wanted things to be easy… (2/3)

but he was completely honest and truthful even when he knew it would hurt him… And I think that’s important. The prince lie was a big one, but it was an understandable one, and then it quickly reached the point where telling the truth wasn’t so simple.. but since then he’s been nothing but honest! And I think that’s important! He lied, but he isn’t a ‘liar’ as such! (sorry for the ramble!) (3/3)

I agree with everything you just said and I’ve actually thought about this as well. He could have lied countless times or make up excuses for himself and no one would’ve been able to refute his lies but he chose to tell her the truth. He really meant it when he said that he was tired of taking the easy way out. It shows how much he has grown and how he is willing to face the consequences of his actions instead of running away.

Klangst Week: Day 2 - Mistake/Faith.


Lance’s POV:

I couldn’t tell anyone I was sick. How would they treat me?
No one would let someone like me be a paladin of Voltron. They’d misunderstand; think I would hurt someone. People underestimate me enough as it is; I could never let anyone know my secret.

I can’t remember a time in my life where I didn’t have prosopagnosia.
This basically means that I can’t remember faces, even family members.

We found out when I was young. Mum and Dad thought I was just getting confused between people because we had such a large family; but when I got older and still had to ask the names of people when they walked in a room we knew something was wrong.

I have little things that help me. Like pointers. Mum had very long dark hair and it was always braided.
Dad was the only one old enough to have a beard.

When I see someone, even siblings, it is like they are a stranger to me. I have learnt how to identify most of my family, but it takes a while.

We decided not to tell Garrisons when I applied about my disease. They would never let me in.

After a few months I could point out the smallest person and the largest person in the crowd to be my team mates Hunk and Pidge.

But then I saw him.
A black mullet, seemingly purple eyes and a deep frown.

I didn’t know what it was but his face stuck with me. I could see him. FINALLY someone I didn’t forget.

I wanted to be near him at all times. Remembering someone felt amazing.

But one day, I walked into class, a sea of strangers. Instead of identifying the mullet and taking a seat behind him. Instead of being obnoxiously loud so that maybe he would turn around. I saw no one. I had been told that I had moved up to fighter pilot but I didn’t know that this was the cost.

My one face. The only one that I remembered. Gone.

The night that I spotted him. The night we rescued Shiro and Voltron was reformed was the best night of my life. I had my face back. My one face. Keith’s face; his beautiful, gorgeous face!

I grew close with everyone on that ship but no one as much as Keith.

I still never told anyone about my disability, not even when Keith and I started dating.

It was fine mostly. Everyone had their colours. I could identify a Galra or alien rather quickly. It was easy enough.

Until one night when it all came crashing down.

Growing up, I had never had alcohol before. I had joined Voltron as a teenager had never had a drop in my life. Two years later I am still here and am a legal age. I had never experienced the effects of alcohol on my brain and no one knew of my disease so couldn’t tell me that drinking it was a very, very bad idea.

“Come on, babe. We’ll be late to the party.” Called Keith as he stood at the door of our shared room looking at his watch.

I sighed waking over to him from my spot on our bed and began adjusting his tie.
“I know, sorry, you jut look so good in a suit.”

Keith rolled his eyes and slapped my arm away from his collar.

“Agh! be good. We are meeting the elders of the Blade tonight. Leave your horniness behind.”

“Fine… love you.” I said hopefully, moving my arms back around Keith’s neck and resting then on his shoulders.

“Love you.” He sighed and leaned in to peck me quickly. “But we have to go. You coming?” He said as he stepped away from me and started to walk down the hall.

I ran to catch up with him and grabbed his hand in my own.
“Did I ever tell you that you have the most beautiful face.”

“Only every day, Lance.”


The ground was moving, the room was spinning. Was everyone swaying or was I? This was a bad idea. I couldn’t see who anyone was and my brain was pounding against my skull.

I tried to hard to focus on just one face but I couldn’t keep myself still.

I tripped and fell trying to get my balance as I searched for anything to hold onto to keep myself upright.

Then I saw him.
Black Mullet… check.
Suit… check.
Small… check.
Keith. Over by some old people looking very serious.

It must be him. He’s the only one I remember. And everything seems to check out.

In my drunken state I forced my way over to him and just as I was about to collapse I fell into his safe, strong arms.

“Wow, you okay there?”
His voice was so deep. Deeper then usual. I must be pissed.

He looked good though even if he was a little blurry.

So I did what I always did when I was with Keith. I leaned over and kissed him. He was so warm.



I let go of Keith and turned to where I heard his voice.

‘Two Keith’s?’

The music had stopped and everyone was looking at me. Hundreds of strange faces that I should know but didn’t.

“Wait Keith?” I called out to my boyfriend, searching for him.

“Yeah, Keith.” His voice said coldly. “Or did you forget I existed while you were making out with this alien?”
He yelled, clearly hurt.

“What!?” I stumbled up to face the Keith that I had been kissing.
Black mullet.
Black clothes
And… green skin, three eyes, seemingly female and is definitely not Keith.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck!“

I searched for the real Keith in the crowd, instantly finding my one face. It was distorted in the angriest expression.


'Not good.’


Sorry it’s late. Yay mental illness


Harvey the love bird was the only one of his kind in this big aviary. So we took him a friend. Meet Frost, the blue roseicolis :)
Those pictures where emotionnal cause it was only the second day after we put Frost into the 23 meters aviary. They could ignored the other, but no. They immediately where interested in each other and already snuggled a little bit the second day.

NEVER take a bird alone, folks. Never.

They are made for life together. An alone bird is sad.
Don’t feel offended by my words if you have an alone bird/parrot. I first took Sigrinn alone, during almost one year. And only then I discovered that birds needed to be into flocks ^^ You always can change your loved bird’s life, always. Never hesitate, they’re too precious.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the UK Nonnatuns. I love that we have a day to celebrate our mothers, grandmothers, great grandmothers and mother like figures in our life. These are the people that are there for us from the moment we take our first breath. They listen to our fears and worries no matter how big or small. Our mothers are the ones that pick us up when we fall, they heal wounds in ways only mothers can. They’re our first friend, our first confidante. Through their words of wisdom in the good and bad times they help you become the person you are. You might fight and fall out and bonds are tested. But the bond is unbreakable.
Our Mothers, Grandmothers and Mother like figures all deserve to be celebrated today 💖

calfreezy imagine: lovebite (SMUT)

REQUESTED:  ‘Can you write me a Cal imagine? (Freezy) where you have sex with Cal and he gives you a lovebite? And the boys notices and finds out you’re together?’

It had been a couple of hours since we had got back from the club. The flat was dark, London’s night lights shining in through the balcony, and I made it to be at least four in the morning. Everybody else was asleep.

The only reason I was here in the Halo Tower was because I had been too drunk to get home safely, but now I was beginning to sober. That was a common theme throughout my night outs; I was always the drunkest, but it didn’t last as long, and as soon as it hit bedtime I was usually over it. On this occasion I was still tipsy but it was manageable. I could make decisions for myself.

There was one particular decision I wanted to make in this moment, and that, required Mr Calfreezy himself. I wanted him. I didn’t know if it was the alcohol, or the way he looked in a button up, but I wanted him.

In a move most probably made by the alcohol in my veins I made my way to his bedroom, knocking my small fist on his door. To my surprise I was greeted with a ‘come in’.

“Cal? Are you awake?”

In the dark settings I could still make out his features. I noticed him sitting up against the headboard of his king size bed. 

“Yeah, are you alright?”

His voice was only slightly slurred, a significant difference from what it sounded like earlier on tonight. I edged closer towards his bed. My hand lingered on his wall.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Can I turn the light on?”

“Sure,” he responded and I turned the switch. The light unveiled Cal, sitting up under his duvet, shirtless but his lower body hidden. The air was sucked out of my chest. His stomach was toned, abs forming. Wow. 

He moved over in his bed, patting the empty space beside him and pulling back his duvet. I sat down gingerly.

“What’s going on?”

“I can’t sleep. I’m not drunk anymore.”

“Yes you are,” he smirked, laughing slightly. “You just can’t tell. But I agree, you’re not as bad as you were earlier.”

I pouted. “Don’t laugh at me.”

“Hey, I’m sorry,” his cold hand touched my shoulder, leaving goosebumps on my arm. “I’m not laughing at you.”

“You better not be.”

I watched as his eyes widened, before narrowing. “Or what?” He asked, his voice laced with curiosity. Fuck it.

“Or this.”

I almost lunged forward, grabbing Cal’s face and pressing my lips eagerly onto his. Seemingly shocked, but in no way arguing he reciprocated the action, placing both hands on my hips underneath the tshirt dress I was wearing as a night gown. I climbed on top of him. As I straddled him I groaned; both the feeling of his hands tracing over the lace of my underwear and the thin material of his boxers separating our areas, I did not know which feeling was more intense. The noise radiating from my throat into his caused him to groan too, a sound that made my skin heat. I began grinding against him.

The contact of our mouths was broken momentarily as Cal ripped the tshirt dress off of me. He tossed it to the floor, flipping me to be underneath him now. Another moan left my mouth as he moved his lips to my neck. He sucked the skin, grazing it with his teeth in several areas, and I wrapped my arms around the bare skin of his back letting my nails sink in.

“Are you on the pill?” He asked, and I nodded. He then began to kiss down my body, sucking on the skin from my collarbones right down to my cleavage, as his hand made it’s way to my pants. I squirmed at the way the material rubbed against me.

“Don’t tease,” I groaned. Cal silently obliged, dragging the lace down past my leg and eventually tossing them to the floor. As his fingers moved inside me I struggled to catch my breath.

Fed up of the foreplay, I pulled at his boxers, the white Calvin Klein material becoming see through as it stretched over his erection. Freezy quickly disposed of them and in no time placed himself inside of me.

Our moans filled the air. The windows seemed to steam up outside of the slowly coming sunset, and it wasn’t long at all before we both reached our climax, and Cal gave way on top of me. I rolled over, making space for him to lie behind me and in no time, we were both asleep.


It was the glisten of sunlight peaking through the windows that woke me originally, although the artificial light coming from the ceiling did not help the case. I squinted as I tried to figure out my surroundings. The small, homely room was not familiar, and was definitely not where I’d ended up last night…

And then I remembered. I rolled over apprehensively; but there was no one there. It was an empty space of creased bedsheets. The manly scent of aftershave overwhelmed me as I stood, searching for my clothes on the floor. God did I hope everyone else was still awake, I thought as I picked up last nights dress and panties and put them back on - gross. 

As I made my way out of the room, I heard voices from the living room.

“Y/n, is that you?”

Fuck. Lux and Harry were here. They knew I had stayed last night, but would Cal have told them about last night? How would he act around me?

I walked in shame to the living room, feeling incredibly hungover and messy as I was confronted by the three boys sitting on the sofa.

“Hi,” I murmured, brushing my hair behind my ear.

“Alright Y/n? How you feeling?”

They acted seemingly normal. I took Harry’s question to be a reference to my drunken state last night, and I felt reassured. I took a seat on the chair closest to the TV.

“I’m fine, how are you?”

“I’m fin- Jesus fucking Christ Y/n!”

Harry’s eyes widened as he looked up at me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as Freezy mouthed me a quick ‘sorry’, his eyes lit up in humour. 

“Who the fuck gave you those?”

“Gave me what?”

“The fucking marks all over your neck and chest! Did you get attacked by leeches in the night?” Lux exclaimed, assumedly having noticed too now. I felt my face heat as I realised what was hiding behind the rips in my shirt, and the uncovered skin of my neck. Shit.

The lovebites.

“Did you get those at the club? I don’t remember you having them when we brought you home.” Harry and Lux came closer. They both examined my neck, piecing together a puzzle between them as to how the hickeys got there.

“Um,” I squeaked, covering my neck with my hand. I avoided Freezy’s eye as he remained on the sofa, a smirk masked behind his hand. 

“Well come on, who was it?” Harry persisted. Lux stepped back suddenly, giving me a look.

“Hang on a fucking second,” Lux interjected as his eyes moved to Freezy. “Young Callum…you’re being very quiet, you know.”

“Am I?” He asked, faking oblivion and I cringed. Yep, he’s figured it out.

“Yes, you are. Why is it you weren’t surprised to see the hickeys, Cal?”

“Well I-” 

“You didn’t get up to see them either,” Lux interrupted again, acting as a detective almost. I somehow wished the ground would swallow me whole. Fucking curse drunk Y/n and her poor decision making. “Could it be you’ve…seen them before?”

Cal looked sheepish, and so did I, I imagined. Harry’s jaw dropped as him and Lux looked at eachother.

“You two fucked!” He exclaimed. I covered my face, only to have my arms pulled away by Lux.

“No no, no hiding now Y/n, did you or did you not fuck Freezy last night?”

“Callum fuck off!” I yelled as I continued to hide my face. Both him and Harry exploded into childish laughter.

“Oh my God, Freezy you dirty dog.” Harry laughed, and Freezy stood up. He walked over to me and grabbed me.

“Fuck off you two, it’s not that deep why you being deep about it?” His tone was slightly annoyed however his face was covered with a sheepish smile as he pulled me on top of him, taking my space on the chair. I hid my blushed face in his chest.

“Oh sorry we’ll just let you have part two shall we?” Lux laughed as him and Harry continued to take the piss. I sensed Freezy hold up a middle finger from behind my back.

“Nah but on a real, on a real, what does this mean for you two? One night stand or more?”

Cal placed a hand on my back.

“We’ll see. Now fuck off you cunts.”


Me too, seeing Pearl do these absolutely unnecessary moves just to look cool infront of her baby always makes my day.

I remember a while ago i theorized how gems can use their gemstones as some kind of a private virtual storage to store things, i guess that ended up being true, yay!

I mean yes because we humans totally stay away when we see police tape.

Yes, Pearl.


I think even calling her “the one and only great fucking lord of nerdiness and perfectionism” wouldn’t be enough to describe that.

Pearl you have surpassed all my standards.

you all: arguing

me: can we please talk about how Sebastian Vettel (German pronunciation: [zeˈbasti̯an ˈfɛtl̩]; born 3 July 1987)[2] a German racing driver, currently driving in Formula One for Scuderia Ferrari and a four-time Formula One World Champion, who has won the championship in 2010, 2011, 2012 and 2013 with Red Bull Racing[3]  and is among the most successful F1 drivers of all time,[4][5][6][7 and is also one of only four drivers to have won four or more drivers’ titles and is contracted to remain as a Formula One driver with Scuderia Ferrari until at least the end of 2017.[8] just won a race

anonymous asked:

You know how you made those analysis posts about Adrien and Marinette? Are you planning on doing any of those for any of the VLD characters?

Well… I don’t know that there’s really any need to. I see a lot in the Voltron tags about the characters anyway, so I don’t know that my input would really… be beneficial in any way? I also think Miraculous has a kind of subtlety with character (at this point) that Voltron doesn’t, so it’s easier to understand the Voltron characters. It’s not that in-depth in Voltron, but we get enough that even the most unobservant audience can deduce facets of their personalties, whereas Miraculous–perhaps because it’s a “younger kids” show and so the deeper parts of characterization aren’t touched on as explicitly–shows more about the characters through actions and behaviors, as opposed to really “emotional” moments (Voltron does this a lot, whereas Adrien and Gabriel are the only ones who really have a few of those moments in Miraculous). This makes Miraculous more difficult to “read,” I suppose. And makes analysis more difficult. Whereas I think Voltron makes its characters very obvious. Not less complex (some of Voltron’s characters are more complex), but just more apparent. 

It could be fun to write a character analysis of each of the main Voltron cast, but I’d rather focus on writing fic at this point, lol. Though there is an analysis of Lance and the way Voltron handles characterization in general that I was thinking of writing (I’ve dubbed it “The Issues With Lance The Blue Paladin), but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. 

But, I mean, if people really want me to do some analyses, I suppose I could add it to my list, lol. 

Originally posted by zxrkon


22.03.2017 Takamatsu

We started our day by traveling to Marugame to visit the castle. Have been here before, but it’s cute. Besides Ida hasn’t visit some places I already did. It’s a good possibility to see places during different times. I think it’s interesting to see how things change.

In 2014 the place before Marugame castle was filled with many cherry blossom trees, this time we only found one. Everyone had to take some pictures of it. Of course. Winter was too cold, so everything is late now. 

The walk up to the castle is a little bit exhausting, but worth it. The view is so pretty!

Next was Ritsurin Garden in Takamatsu. I just love this garden. Could visit it again and again, because it’s so pretty. Nothing better than walking around the Japanese tea house and have a calm moment with some green tea inside. Back to the main road (you can do a course which takes 60 minutes), we got to the big pond and bought some fish food for the Kois. 80 Yen per piece, which is really cheap.

Since we had some time to kill until out evening programm, we walked around the port in Takamatsu. Luckily we made it there before sunset and walked all the way to the lighthouse. You got a nice view there. 

Many places in Shikoku look familiar and might not be very interesting for someone to visit. I love to walk around a new city, I don’t need many famous attractions.

We went back to Marugame and had dinner with some acquaintances. Afterwards we ended that day at a Karaoke bar before going back to our guesthouse.

Today’s calendar:
Weather: sunny
Distance: Zentsuji to Marugame to Takamatsu to Zentsuji
Steps: 16,951 (12km)
Accommodation: Mi Casa Su Casa

Positive: drink some green tea inside a traditional tea house
Negative: some cultural differences between Germany and Japan

  • Naruto: So, like, ever since Hinata confessed to me, people have been like- ya know
  • Sasuke: Hn
  • Naruto: And I'm just- I don't, like, I can't- ya know
  • Naruto: But I should, right? There's no reason I shouldn't, uh, ya kn-
  • Sasuke: Dobe, if you say "ya know" one more time
  • Naruto: I can't help it, I'm just so, so, ya know!
  • Sasuke: Why are you talking to me about this, idiot?
  • Naruto: You're the only one who hasn't said anything, ya know. Sakura-chan, Kakashi, Ino, Iruka, even Kiba have been on my case non-stop.
  • Sasuke: It's your life. Your choice. Do what you want. It makes no difference to me.
  • Naruto: But, but Sasuke, I'm just so... Ya know.
  • Sasuke: Fine, usuratonkachi. We'll talk.
  • Sasuke: Do you think she's pretty?
  • Naruto: Eto... *squints* I guess so.
  • Naruto: Actually, now that you mention it, Hinata's kind of a looker, huh
  • Naruto: But she's still not as pretty as- *glances over* Uh, other people.
  • Sasuke: Like who? Sakura?
  • Naruto: Yeah, Sakura-chan and... Someone else
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: So the problem is that you have feelings for another person
  • Naruto: *blushes* Um... I guess, but I doubt you- I mean, this other person will ever, ya know, feel the same way, so I should just
  • Sasuke: Have you said anything?
  • Naruto: Well, no
  • Naruto: But after everything that happened, you- I mean, this person should get it by now, and if y- they don't, that probably means it's one-sided. Right?
  • Sasuke: Maybe
  • Naruto: Oh
  • Sasuke: Unless I -I mean, this 'other person' was thinking the same way as you
  • Naruto: Really? You Were?
  • Sasuke: Were what? I'm talking about this mysterious 'other person' who's apparently prettier than Hyuuga Hinata, which is -mmmphmm!
  • Sasuke: What was that, you moron?
  • Naruto: It's called a kiss, teme.
  • Naruto: Something two people do when they like each other.
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: I'm not familiar with the concept.
  • Sasuke: Maybe you should show me again.
beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. believe me. beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were a kid, beauty is the circles when love doesn’t let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have a shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him,it’s when you cry for all your paranoia, beauty is the lines marked by time. beauty is what we feel in the inside which also shows outside us. beauty is the marks the life leaves on us, all the kicks and the caresses the memories leave us. beauty is letting yourself live.
—  Emma Watso

http-jack  asked:

Hi Kylo ❤ haven't dropped by in a while and thought I would. I kind of feel like I'm losing myself and who I am recently. I don't know what it is, but I also feel like I'm letting a lot of people down and it hurts because I don't know what to tell them to explain the way I've been acting. It's a strange feeling but I'm trying everything I can to get out of this disgusting loop. Anyway, sorry for the negativity bomb, I hope you're doing well. Much love to ya, sweetheart. x

hey savannah! 💛 i’m sorry that you’re in a bit of a down place at the moment. i’d totally come and give you a hug if i could.

the most important thing to know is that you don’t have to explain yourself about that. every now and then we all get those down moments in life, so there is only one way to go: up. don’t beat yourself up trying to come up with an excuse for feeling the things you do. instead, surround yourself with the things that mean most to you in life: your friends, your family, your pets, mark and jack, movies, food, anything that makes you happy. 

it may seem like the world is against you, but it really isn’t. perhaps you’re stressing yourself out too much, perhaps you’re second guessing yourself, perhaps you just need some space. and that’s perfectly fine, sweetheart! take a a step back and clear your head, get that positivity back in your life. don’t be afraid to ask for reassurance every once in a while!!! i ask the most important person in my life this all the time, and she tells me, and i’m forever grateful for it.

so i’m just gonna say this now, you are not a disappointment, you are not disappointing anyone. you are a wonderful person, savannah, and you are going to overcome whatever this rainy cloud is that’s hanging over your head. i know you will! 💚

from the far east to the near west, we want the situation to change.
we want the corruption to leave.
we want our human rights.
we want to have the freedom of speech.
we want to have the salaries and pensions we deserve.
we want the church to finally get separated from the government (not only in the documents but in real life too).
we want to be respected.
we want to LIVE.

we don’t want to be arrested for reblogs in social media. we don’t want tons of armours and weapons. we don’t want to be hated by everyone just bc we live in this country. 
all your wars do not really matter.
they do not matter while lots of people here can’t afford their living.
can’t get the medical treatment they need.
can’t live their lives because they have disabilities and become invisible.
can’t love the ones they love.
can’t share their opinion on a-ny-thing.
and the small towns and villages are dying ‘cause nobody remembers they exist.
etc etc

i don’t often write about such things but today’s the day, yep.

kdrama weekly update 3/26/17

Only watching one.

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon: Still loving Min Hyuk and Bong Soon. Can we just appreciate that Min Hyuk knew that Bong Soon could handle herself with the crazy employee guy? “Let’s just see who is bullied?” and how he is both amused and exasperated by what she did and hat she refused to let him out? I like that he’s not just giving her the job in the Strategy Department.  I don’t agree with his methods, but she should have to prove she can do the work.  There’s been nothing in the show so far that shows she can actually be in game development. Even the game she says she wants to make is fairly vague.

I also loved how he took an even more decisive step towards her and said that likes her. He’s also not afraid to admit it to others - he says as much to Gook Doo.

Is it just me or is the kidnapping plot kinda pointless? It just seems to be there to have Gook Doo have a plot line and doesn’t really integrate into the story very well. And Gook Doo is a terrible cop. Going to that junk yard that way could have gotten those girls killed. Though the kidnapper seems to think he won’t get caught. 

Also, I say this every week but the tone of the kidnapper vs the rest of the show is so completely at odds that it just weirds me out. The gangster with the feces wine and the guy with literal steam coming out of his ears is mixed in with a kidnapper who taunts the police and viciously beating one of the girls he’s kidnapped who is fighting for her and the others survival.  I just don’t get it,

Bong Soon’s mom is still a terrible, abusive person. I have no clue how she turned out this way since her mother (Bong Soon’s gradmother) seems like a good person. Her “giving” away Bong Soon to Min Hyuk is infuriating.  At least Bong Soon’s dad calls her out on her.

I’m finding the portrayal of the over the top employee…in questionable taste let’s say.

Gook Doo saying that Bong Soon’s is HIS to protect is just UGH.  She’s not yours, ass hat.  You didn’t appreciate her when she was there for you and now when someone else is paying attention to her and she’s looking at back at him is when you suddenly realize you have feelings for her. GO AWAY.

anonymous asked:

hi!! i know you guys typically make your cosplays, but I was wondering if you have any tips for buying ones? (I saw the nozomi one on your store) I'm currently unable to make my own due to lack of resources but i still really wanna cosplay!! thank you for your time and have a nice day!!!

We don’t buy very often –– in fact, I think the only ones we’ve bought in the past ten years are a couple Love Live school uniforms (the Constellation ones), an official Cospa K-on! uniform, wedding Kotori and a Green Lantern zentai. We have no personal experience with Taobao or anything; all of ours have just been through direct retailers (i.e. Cospa) or wholesale sites.

As such, the advice we can offer is slim, but here we go!

Take sizing seriously. If you’re buying wholesale or from Asian sellers, sizing runs very small. Shirts that fit around the chest might still have very narrow arms or other quirks typical to Asian clothing. When in doubt, size up. If you’re providing your own measurements for a custom piece, double-check your measurements; sometimes an issue with a final costume isn’t because the seamstress did anything wrong –– it’s because the measurements provided were inaccurate. Along the same lines, when taking measurements make sure you’re wearing the same undergarments that you intend to wear with the costume. If you are wearing a push-up bra or corset or shaper with the finished costume but measured without, the fit will change.

Do your research. Look at reviews and gather as much peripheral information as you can from others who have ordered or left reviews. Much heartache can be avoided by knowing not to order from a company or individual with a poor track record for product delivery, known quality issues, or history of scamming.

Take pricing with a grain of salt. Sometimes you get surprisingly decent quality for a cheap price. Other times you get something below your expectations for a fair bit more. Remember that if you’re buying wholesale, odds are someone was paid mere dollars to put that costume together, and if you’re commissioning an individual, they’re likely vastly undercharging themselves. (I’ve rarely met commissioners who charge enough to be making even minimum wage.) Be graceful if an item you didn’t pay much for isn’t stellar quality.

Keep in mind that many individual commissioners these days are young and inexperienced, or haven’t decided to pursue it as a serious profession. Sewing (or prop making!) professionally is a job, and many people open commissions as an extension of their hobby (or a need for quick cash) rather than any intent to make a career out of it. I have commissioned props from probably about a dozen people; the difference between the work of professionals and the work of students making ends meet or adults trying to make a buck off a side hobby is a vast chasm. That isn’t to say their work isn’t worthwhile –– I love a lot of those pieces! –– but I am never surprised when they blast past deadlines, have rough edges, or too-hastily-shipped paint jobs, never send progress updates, or take weeks to respond to inquiries after long silences. In my mind, as long as I get a passable piece in the end, these are the costs of going with hobbyists, but I think it’s an important thing for anyone to keep in mind.

- Jenn

shockandlock  asked:

And another one please! MarcoAce: Ace finds a box of puppies and wants to keep all of them


“I can’t hear you.”


“Sorry, did you hear something? I didn’t.”

“Light of my life, we don’t have enough space for eight puppies.”

Ace pouts at Marco from the ground, six of the eight puppies crawling over him and the other two asleep on his back, “They’re babies!”

“And the lease says no more than two dogs, Ace. We can keep two but eight will get us in trouble.”

“But they’re so cute! Look, this one looks like Stefan!”

Marco grins, running a soft hand over the puppy’s head and watching the little tail wag, “That doesn’t change the rules, Ace.”

“We could move!”

“We could. Except there isn’t anywhere conveniently placed between both of our jobs, Ace. You know that.”

“But Marco.”

Marco slides off the couch and immediately has three of the puppies scrambling into his lap, “We can talk to my brothers. I’m sure we can get them to take in the ones that we can’t and Pops says that Stefan is getting old and he’s worried how much longer he’s going to be around.”

“And I can still visit them?” Ace demands. 

“I will make sure we can still visit all of the puppies, Ace. When ever you want within reason.”

“Fine.” Ace cuddles the one that looks like Stefan. “This one is mine, though. Your old man can’t have him.”