if you like you know what to click~~

anonymous asked:

since you're big in this fandom and I really need to know this: what's the difference between reblogging and reposting? like everyone is saying do not repost but am I allowed to reblog it? this is probably stupid but I kinda need to know >.<

The main difference between reblogging and reposting is that reposting is STEALING someone’s work. Reblogging an image is just clicking the reblog button on tumblr! It’s super easy and is a great way of sharing the things you love with credit given to the original creator!

More information about reblogging vs reposting here!

Preference: Star Wars (The Prequels)

Becoming Friends

Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Boba Fett, Count Dooku, Darth Maul, Jango Fett, Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padmé Amidala, Qui-Gon Jinn, Sheev Palpatine, Yoda

Warnings: alcohol consumption, mentions of violence and death

Request: “Preferences : SW: The Prequels; you become friend/get closer (every characters you can?)” - anonymous

A/N: ahhhh finally doing another preference, hope you like it ! I didn’t really know whether “getting closer” meant as friends or romantically, so I kinda did a mix of both ! And I linked it to this preference [x] !!

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anonymous asked:

Omg your friends were so funny !! I saw you guys a couple times in NYC but I didn't know it was you guys at the time xc but I've been following you bfjoonie and taetaetown for months and I love your interactions haha what are val and Alex like in real life? Love you !!

ahh that’s so cool :’)) a lot of you are telling me you guys saw us! it’s too bad you didn’t know it was us but um what are they like? 

alex: a living meme. hilarious, super sweet, not a second goes by that she doesn’t meme, is actually as small and soft as jimin 

val: fake hard & fake soft. films everything you’re doing, your own personal sasaeng, laughs at everything you do and say, sits there silently at first and then doesn’t shut up which is great

we just clicked tbh like we’ve known each other for years tbh. it wasn’t awkward or strange it was just like friends meeting up for the first time after a long time. it was really fun, and just so exciting :)))

soulofobliteration  asked:

hey! I read your FAQ before clicking Ask. I know you say to research, and trust me I have, but what is the best way to start? I understand the general spectrum(s) of witchcraft, but I don't know like... where to begin with physical things/herbs/quartz and crystals. I am just utterly lost, even when reading about them. I am wondering this; when I first start, how do I get my energy "up"? What physical supplies do you recommend for beginners? Could you please thoroughly explain?*ran out of letters

Start where interests you! As far as physical supplies, you really don’t need anything. At all. the only thing you need for witchcraft is yourself. Although if you are going to get stuff, then get things you connect with. Want to use a wand, do it! You can use a stick, or something fancy, whichever you connect with best! Don’t want to use a wand, then don’t! You are going to find (sometimes by trial and error) what things you connect with best, but you really don’t need to go spend money to get started.

As far as raising your energy/vibration, there are a few things you can do! It can literally be as simple as enjoying things that you like, or dancing around your room, or singing. You can meditate, or state how grateful you are for the moment RIGHT NOW, or take a bath, or eat unprocessed raw food (organic is best, I have found). Go outside and kick off your shoes and enjoy the dirt for awhile! Do something creative, or even just do breathing exercises! Get/give a hug, do something nice for someone, or get rid of all tech for awhile. Most important thing is to learn how to say no to things that drain your energy.

Those are just a few ideas! Good luck!

Types as harmless but (somehow) unnecessary habits
  • ISTP: Holding your breath when a character in a movie/TV show does to see if you could make it
  • ESTP: Avoiding the cracks between tiles and bricks when you walk
  • INTP: Texting a friend when you're behind their door rather than ringing the doorbell
  • ENTP: Babbling horrible things to your pets in a sweet voice and enjoying the fact they're happy and don't know what you're telling them
  • INFP: Clicking "maybe later" when an app asks you to rate it even if you're never going to just because you don't want to hurt its feelings
  • ENFP: Always keeping your music on shuffle yet skipping every song because it's not the one you want to hear
  • ISFP: Tapping the top of a soda can before opening it
  • ESFP: Opening the microwave a second before it's ready to avoid hearing the beep
  • ISFJ: Instinctively saying "sorry" when you bump into inanimate objects
  • ESFJ: Liking a friend's Facebook post if no one else has even if you don't really care about it just so they don't feel like the post was a mistake
  • ISTJ: Counting the amount of stairs as you walk up
  • ESTJ: Checking the keyboard after making a typo to see how close the missed key was to the key you pressed to judge how acceptable the typo was
  • INTJ: Removing earbuds from your ear every now and then to make sure the sound isn't coming out of your phone/computer
  • ENTJ: In bed, counting how many hours of sleep you would get if you fell asleep right now and feeling anxious as the amount goes down
  • INFJ: Restarting a song when you're distracted and miss your favorite part
  • ENFJ: Smiling at a crying baby to cheer them up even if they're not looking at you
What you can do

File a complaint with the BBC.

I don’t know how much use it will be but they need to know that they’re giving money to people who at this point purposefully shit on a certain portion of their audience in the cruelest fashion imaginable. So I feel like it’s reasonable to let them know that what Mofftiss just did on Sherlock is not ok.

You’ll have to answer a couple of questions before you can write your complaint and unfortunately that has a word limit so make it precise and to the point but I guess it’s better than nothing?

Click on Make a Complaint.

I don’t know if you guys are aware of what’s been happening on Book Twitter the last few hours or so but someone on LitReactor wrote an article about why “Posting About Politics Kills Your [Writing] Career.” To the best of my knowledge, the article has since been pulled, and I wouldn’t have linked to it anyway because I don’t want to give the article clicks or the author money, but I’m going to be really honest with you guys for a second, cos I feel like I don’t actually post that much about myself or my personal life/background here.

Being vocal about politics has actually killed my mother’s dream career. She works in technology now, but when she was only a little older than me and pursuing her MA, she attended Beijing Normal University, which is one of the best colleges for teachers in China. She was bright and she was idealistic, and she’s good at talking and she loves teaching. She wanted to be a teacher. But then she participated in the Tiananmen Square Protests in 1989, and she was banned from holding government office, which teaching counts as, and so she’s never formally been a teacher.

And I’ve grown up with her stories about it. I’ve grown up being terrified of the social and economic consequences of my opinions. I’m not very loud on platforms that are attached to my real name (which is part of why I use a pseudonym; the other half is habit, because I was one of those Good Kids who listened to our computer teachers when they told us not to reveal personal info online when I was like 12, so), and I’m terrified of public and political backlash. I’m not ashamed of my opinions, but I’m terrified that they might produce material consequences against me, because they have produced material consequences against my mother.

But here’s the thing: I’ve never heard my mom express regret about it. She’s been sad, she’s been disillusioned with the protestors of 1989 (I am too, but that’s a different post and a longer story), but she’s still very loud about what her opinions are and what she believes to be right. Of course there are consequences to your speech. There will always be. But articles like these try to intimidate people, to hold them in fear, to stop them from speaking their minds.

And there’s something so fucking privileged about being so sheltered from politics that it doesn’t matter to you one way or another whether or not you participate them. There are so many people who are held a prisoner to politics against their will because governments have politicised their bodies, their very right to live and their right to access, and to, in essence, tell writers––especially marginalised writers––to shut up about being treated like a human is some type of bullshit.

Publishing has always been politics. It’s been political since the moment it began. The reason America exports so many books and imports so little has to do with American imperialism and global geopolitics. The choices that editors make––I will acquire this author and not that one––are politics. The amount of publicity we give to certain authors but not others––those are all political. Franz Fanon is political. Jane Austen is political. YA is political, SFF is political, the devaluation of romance as a genre is political. The privileging of literary fiction is political. Gatekeeping is political.

When everything in your life is impacted by politics, you will be political, and the books that you write, the posts that you share, will be political, and it takes some kind of nerve to be telling people to shut up because you aren’t impacted, you don’t care, and you’re holding people’s careers over their heads about it. It’s so fucking shitty, especially in times when we need to be political and push back against a state that seems now set on culling our rights.

You said you’d follow me into the dark…

(click title for the song that inspired this) Smn mentioned why Omen-Trailer!Noctis n Magitek!Prompto isn’t a thing yet n I intend to change that :’D The more I thought about the Omen trailer n what it could’ve have ment for the game, the more I’m convinced that this was one of the things they had to cut from the game. like, you know all these dialouge options that seem to indicate like there had been plans for Noct to either flirt with Luna or Iris n also for him to be a supportive bro or a total douche? considering the Omen trailer, I wonder now whether they originally planned for Noctis to become Ardyn in an alternative ending. that he’d be the one eaten up by the darkness n Ardyn gets the chance to redeem himself instead n becomes worthy of the crystal (or they team up n everything goes boom lol).

In light of Omen!Ardyn-ish!Noctis, I like Magitek/Daemonized Prompto who would have turned alongside with him. But then there’d always be this little bit of the old Prompto left within him that mourns what they, what Noctis!, has become…

I’m enthralled with this idea, hence it became another piece that you can aquire in my etsy shop :) 


“And what time will you bring him?”

“Six, Lydia, six! Is there a reason you’ve asked me three times already?“

“Because it’s important, and we both know how slippery your focus is. I bet you’re doing three things at once right now.”

“For your information, I’m doing two. Ordering the cake, putting bullshit answers down for my history paper, and talking to— that’s, that’s three, isn’t it?”

“Yes. And what time will you bring him?”


✨ Sneak peek for the last chapter of Home. ✨

Dancing. [Prince Adam Oneshot.]

We are all sinners and are gonna go to hell but you know as long as we have fanfics there I’m okay.

Title: Dancing.
Pairing: Implied! - Prince Adam x Female!Reader.
Words: 3,361.
Rating: T.
Summary: Haven’t you ever wondered what would happen if you called out a Prince who constantly acted like the world revolved around him?

You had quite a difficult time processing how you had gotten to the moment of standing only a few feet behind Prince Adam, with a silver trimmed and tall stout glass of champagne sitting in your right hand. The ring on your middle finger clicked against the glass shivering out a rather satisfying sound, one of wealth that demanded the most absurd amount of respect. Strangely enough, he hadn’t found any interest in you until this evening despite being invited (more like severely persuaded you come) to many of his parties. They were all the same. The same type of physically appealing people, the same stuffed up atmosphere, the same petty chat from person to person, the same typical dances, and the same type of carefully picked attire.

The Prince, with his naturally strawberry blond hair covered by a long haired wig that twisted into rather exquisite curls near the end, only seemed enthused by the aesthetic of the situation. He himself seemed to be the only thing that changed from event to event. The shades and colors of his face would change, varying in vibrancy depending on the clothing he donned that evening.

This evening—you thought to yourself and scaled your eyes upon the Prince, a few feet in front of you. And yes, this evening he was wearing velvet as usual; A dark purple, or so it appeared in the light of the room. It sparkled if he he caught the candlelight just right and for a split second, Prince Adam looked approachable, as if you wanted to sink into his arms because he closely resembled the shine of the stars. The embroidery on his waistcoat was nothing less than perfection and played along with the fabric as if they were swirled in a dance together. Purple and silver detailing hung closely to the trim of his coat and expanded into flourishes of metallic silver flowers spilling onto the breast of the jacket. Speckles of jewels hit sporadically around the jacket, and down the right and left side clung silver buttons that served no purpose other than appeal. And oddly enough, his jacket looked like the softest material imaginable if you dared to reach out for him.

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Beware of fake news

There are a lot of fake news sites on the internet. They make up fake stories that people will want to share and click on, then make money from advertising. They don’t care whether a story is true or not, and sometimes the lies they make up have serious consequences. 

Given how many fake stories are around, it’s important to learn how to be skeptical of fake stories so you don’t get tricked. 

One way to tell whether news is fake or real is to look at where it’s coming from. If you don’t know the source for something, try googling it before you share it. If you can’t find a source that looks credible, it’s likely made up.

Similarly, if you see a link to an article and you don’t recognize the domain name, it might be from a fake news website. Before you decide whether to believe the story or not, click through to the website and see what else is there. If the other things on the site look fake, the story you clicked is likely fake too.

(Some sites contain both real and fake news. But if a story *only* appears on a fake news website, it’s almost certainly fake. So if you can’t find the story anywhere else, err on the side of assuming it’s fake.)

There are a lot of different indications that a story is fake — I don’t know all of them, but I do know a good way to learn them:

If you read snopes.com and politifact.com regularly, it can help you to learn how to recognize fake stories and unfounded rumors. Those two sites examine a lot of rumors. Then they say which ones are true, which ones aren’t, which are partly true, and how they know. They also say which ones they’re not sure about, and why they’re not sure. They explain a lot about how rumors spread, and what the signs are that something is made up. 

The more examples you’re familiar with, the harder it is to trick you into believing fake stories. Both because you won’t believe the stories that you already know are fake — and because seeing a lot of examples analyzed makes it easier to spot the signs of a made up story. 

tl;dr Fake news is a big problem right now. One way to increase your immunity to fake news is to read snopes.com and politifact.com regularly. Scroll up for a couple more suggestions on how to detect fake news.

All the ingredients of a lovely Daily Mail pointless letter: not much happening, rambling storytelling, a bit of Margaret Thatcher and a dash of pidgin English when them foreigns are talking. Classic.

lance being the only paladin who doesn’t know keith is trans.

lance thinks he just wears a really dumb undershirt crop top kind of thing, obviously. he makes some kind of “small dick” jokes because keith sometimes doesn’t have any kind of bulge in his pants. (keith retaliates with “why are you staring at my crotch anyway??”)

lance overhears keith complaining about his period and asking for hygiene products with pidge and allura, and at first he’s like “haha very funny keith, even i don’t make period jokes” 

keith looks at him really funny and lance pales and loses that stupid smirk off his face. it doesn’t really click for him at first and he’s kinda like “uuhhh…?” because what else could this be??

keith just starts on him like “you know i haven’t transitioned, right, lance? i still get periods,” and lance finally gets it and he’s like “oh!! of course!!!” because he doesn’t want people to think he didn’t know.

keith finds out later because lance says something stupid and totally holds it over his head. “wow, lance, i’m actually flattered, i didn’t think i passed that well!” and “you’ve seen me shirtless, man, how did you not realize??”

I in no way found all of these, but I’ve seen them all floating around and thought it would be helpful to have them all together. If I missed any please tell me, or add on your own, although I have a feeling this might be all for tonight.





I’m not sure what episode this is from, but if you know please tell me


I’m not sure, but this seems like it could be from TST




(it’s the same photo if you put in Sherlock or John Watson)




This one’s just a larger version of the header photo


This one is text entry boxes with a very faint box in the corner saying “post comment”. Clicking on it will take you to a blank page with the url thelostspecial.com/wp-comments-post.php



And my favorite:


also tagging @tjlc because they seem to be working a lot on this

Castle On the Hill

Title: Castle on the Hill

Pairing: Reader x Dean

Word Count: 3,038

Theme song: Castle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran

Request: Hiii Kazzy! I love your blog and I’ve noticed that you like Ed Sheeran (I love him too) and he released Castle On The Hill today and he’s given so many feels so I was wondering whether you’d be interested in doing a dean/reader based on it with them ending up together? I’d love to see what you’d be able to do with that but only if you want to. If not, just know you’re an amazing and your Riptide, Stolen Dance and Red String Of Fate series have changed me forever <3 <3


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Dean is nine years old and he’s home. Or at least as close to home as he has these days, and running wild along the very top of the hill that looks down over to his Uncle Bobby’s house.

“Dean, slow down!” Sam yells from somewhere behind him, still running up the other side of it.

“I can’t slow down, I’m a ghost, Sammy! You gotta catch me!”

“Uncle Bobby just yelled for us! Dad’s back! I’ll race you home!”

Dean turns his head to look toward his brother’s voice, but he doesn’t slow his brand-new-tennis-shoed feet.

“No, Sam, come on. We just started—“ his words are lost, though, as the tip of his sneaker hits a rock and down he goes, falling to his knees on the edge of the hill where gravity takes over completely. He tumbles down the side of it, his small body picking up enough speed that the hands he has thrown out in front of him do little to slow his descent, and he comes unceremoniously to a skidding stop in the dirt at the bottom in a small cloud of dust that fills his nostrils.

“Wow. I’ve never seen anyone do that on accident before.”

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My kid, who is 3 years old, woke up from a nap one day and asked me where I put the train. 

“What train are you talking about?”

“The big one, it was over there”, she said and pointed to the wardrobe. 

It suddenly all clicked to me and I realized she had a dream about it. 

She said the train was like her other train but bigger. I told her, “darling, you were dreaming”.

“Yeah I know…But where’s the train?”