is everyone here make believe

Writers and Readers:

Okay so I noticed that a few (a lot tbh) writers and readers have this issue with trying to tag someone, but their url not popping up OR it doesn’t link and notify them. As a writer and reader, this is annoying and frustrating. So here’s what you (reader) can do!

  1. Go into settings and click on your main or side blog
  2. Scroll down until you find “Privacy
  3. Make sure you have the first two switched on, like so:

But why?

  • I’ve always had the first switch on, so I truthfully can’t tell you that it will affect the tagging system. If you’re really adamant about keeping it off, then turn it off. But if you’re still not getting tagged/not showing up, then turn it on.
  • This one is a MUST. Having this turned off is basically making you nonexistent. Your url/blog will not show up in any kind of search, either from tumblr or google or whatever engine you use. If you keep it off, your url will not show up at all in the search/tagging system. Keep it on.
  • I had my blog flagged for NSFW because I would have the occasional nsfw post. For some reason (I haven’t figured out why yet) if you have this switched on, you won’t pop up in the search/tagging system. If you’re a hardcore adult-orientated blog, then it’s your choice if you want to keep your blog flagged, or be tagged in a fic.

If you (writer) still can’t tag the reader, then it might be because of:

  1. Main or side blog is protected by a password
  2. Blog is blocked (Person A cannot tag Person B because Person B blocked Person A)
  3. Tumblr is being a sack of burning shit more likely than the two above

spread to let readers know?
@after-avenging-hours (girl i saw those asks, i gotchu) @bovaria @just-call-me-mrs-captain @sebastiansin-221b @fvckingavengers @assembletheimagines @mattymattymerduck @matthewmurrdock @winchester-with-wings @mangosoldier @pleasecallmecaptain @capsbuchanan @catwomvn @stories-from-stark-tower @punkpeqqy @waitingfortherightpartner @avengersandchill @she-who-nailed-it @demonsebastian @sebbytrash @marvel-ash @bionic-buckyb @marveliskindacool @avengerofyourheart
sorry if I forgot anyone, its 4.12am ok

Riddler’s Choice

AN: Thank you for your support, guys!! Tbh, I’m still a little anxious. I posted it on Wattpad at first and then decided to do the same here. Please, remember my writing skills aren’t brilliant, I do it for fun, plus English isn’t my first language and if you find some grammar mistakes, I’m sorry. So as I said, I’d written it right before Winter Finale came out, when everyone believed they’d make up. Anyway, here it is, a nygmobblepot one-shot! 


The Paradox of Choice 

Gloomy night was beginning to fall in Gotham, the city of darkness. So many dangers were waiting in the streets full of thieves, murderers and rapists, ready to slit a young woman’s throat for want of something pretty to look at.

A tall, dark-haired man, Edward Nygma, was pointing a gun at someone who he once considered his friend. But things changed. As it turned out, it was Oswald Cobblepot, at the moment helpless and frightened of what a man of his dreams was going to do.

Edward hesitated. At first, he thought he was absolutely sure of it. He wanted Oswald dead simply because he had killed Ed’s girlfriend, Isabella. Ed believed it was love from first sight and maybe it truly was. Anyway, it got him where he was.

The end of his big plan was defined by Penguin’s death. Of course he did make sure it wasn’t that simple. Edward wanted to destroy all things Oswald loved and then kill him. Sadly, he missed the point.

Because Ed was the only thing Oswald loved. More than power or anything else.

The tension became unbearable. A single tear was running down Oswald’s cheek, his body shaking. He still couldn’t give credence to the fact Edward Nygma was behind it and killing his friend was his intention.

They were staring at each other silently, the umbrella boy and riddle man, both with a hurtful past.

“Alright, Ed… I couldn’t be more grateful that it is you who’s going to…”

But Ed wasn’t listening. His mind was completely somewhere else. Recalling all the things that happened since he started to work for G. C. P. D. Being the object of ridicule to the bunch of idiots was never funny as well as to a woman who he fell for. Fell - to a degree that made him kill her boyfriend.

Oswald did the same thing for love, didn’t he?

Edward ignored this noise in his head and continued to think about his past.

Tom Dougherty was dead and it unleashed Ed’s dark side. The real one.

Surprisingly, soon after the murder of her already ex-boyfriend he started dating Kristen Kringle and couldn’t be happier. Truth be told, it didn’t last long. Ed killed Kristen unintentionally.

Best part was, thanks to it he fully accepted his dark persona and stopped feeling guilty about it. He didn’t regret it one bit, but being locked up in Arkham Asylum, what happened next, wasn’t pleasant.

Then, things changed again. Oswald Cobblepot started to visit him regularly and said he was going to get him out of there, what he did. When Edward asked why he was so kind, Oswald replied that talking to him helped him a lot and made him realize many things.

And it led Ed to become his chief of staff while Oswald was running for mayor and won the elections. At the same time, he started to fall in love with his employee. But Edward met someone.

She turned out to be a beautiful young librarian, Isabella, so similar to his dead love, Kristen. He fell in love with her, believing that the fate gave him a second chance. Not for long. Overcome with jealousy, Oswald told his men to make her death look like an accident. Unluckily for him, Ed found out the truth.

Which got them here.

A few minutes passed. Oswald was confused, because he didn’t have a clue why Ed hadn’t killed him yet. Meanwhile, Edward came to realize that Mr. Penguin, as he used to call him at the very beginning and admire him for so much power in the underworld, was more than a just friend to him as well.

Slowly, he put down his gun and staring into Oswald’s sparkling eyes, whispered the same thing that he said once, “I hope you know, Oswald, I would do anything for you.”

Hey @ anon who just sent in the hateful ask about the trans community: I don’t tolerate any form of LGBTQ+ discrimination or hate, or hate in general here. None of such content will ever be published here and I strongly recommend leaving this blog if you maintain those opinions, this is a safe place for everyone and I don’t want any of that on here. I didn’t want to address that too much because it will, for sure, not receive any acknowledgement whatsoever if it continues. But I do want to make it clear I support everyone here, I believe everyone is worthy of that, and if that’s an issue please don’t let me keep you too long.

It’s always shocking to me how people can be so cruel to each other over a children’s show. You all should be disappointed in how far you’ve taken this. It’s deplorable, it’s immature, it’s
unnecessary, and it’s displaying itself as cruelty and petty remarks from both sides.
When did we become so terrible at letting things on the internet go and saying sorry even when you don’t want to? Even if you’re not the one that “started it”? And it seems as if it’s the adults that are consistently getting themselves into fights.
It makes me sad, because I truly believe everyone here wants to have fun and make friends, but the cover of a blog makes it easy for people to attack others often in cruel ways. Can we respect each other? Please? Even if you don’t personally feel responsible, take initiative and put an end to it. It’s doing nobody any good. Nobody.

I’ll be here by the ocean just waiting for proof that there’s sunsets and silhouette dreams
While my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes and every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours just to ask God the question, “Is everyone here make-believe? ”
With a tear in His voice, He says, “Yes, that’s the question.” Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?

As this current moves over me, this much you must know
We’ll meet again
And I’ll have you know, I’m scared to death.

Tell me once again
That you’ll love me until the day
And should I die,
You swear that you will come for me
As I fade away
You reach out to me
And please don’t let me
Please don’t let me
Please don’t let me
Please won’t let me go.

—  Mayday Parade
Watanabe family headcanons
  • You got her name because her parents thought that they were getting a son (“You” can be used for both males and females). The exact origin of the name is a combination of the phrase that Mrs. Watanabe associates the most with her husband (“yousoro”, which would later on become You’s own catchphrase) and the term that Captain Watanabe associates the most with his wife (the kanji for You’s name is associated with “sun”, “glorious”, “bright”, etc.).
  • You’s dad was actually a little disappointed when he found out that You was a girl, because he had hopes of going on father-son adventures with his firstborn. Then baby You’s first word turned out to be “Papa”, and he instantly fell in love. You also grew up to be quite the tomboy, so You’s dad ended up having adventures with his firstborn anyway, with the added bonus of having a daughter who looked really cute in a sailor uniform.
  • Captain Watanabe taught You self-defense techniques because no way in hell are any perverts gonna have their way with his precious daughter!!! He made sure that she could even fight back against someone as large as him (a fully-grown muscular man), so it’s no wonder that You easily overpowered Mari in Episode 11.
  • You’s dad is a fantastic cook - especially when he’s drunk. He’ll get very odd cravings which, when combined with his drunken state, leads to strange but delicious new recipes. You has a very good sense of smell (*sniff sniff* a uniform!) so no matter what god-awful hour it is in the night, she’ll wake up when her dad starts cooking. Over the years, she’s picked up a lot of his techniques. This is why You was able to improvise a dish from Mari’s Stewshine and Yohane’s Tears of a Fallen Angel in Episode 10.
  • Mrs. Watanabe is actually terrible at household chores. You loves salisbury steak because it’s one of the few dishes that her mom can make without creating an utter disaster. You knows her dad’s curry recipe by heart because she learned it at a very young age out of desperation. She’s pretty much in charge of doing the sewing when Captain Watanabe needs his uniforms fixed as well.
  • You tends to bicker a lot with her mom, since Mrs. Watanabe is the stricter parent (out of necessity: Captain Watanabe is gone most of the time due to his job as a ferry captain, so he endlessly spoils You in the rare moments that he’s home). Mrs. Watanabe is the classic “screams-when-she’s-angry” type, while You, of course, takes after her dad and gets very quiet and withdrawn when she’s upset. Their fights tend to be about minor things though (e.g. staying up late, sub-par test scores), so they’re usually resolved pretty quickly and the two will be back to normal after a day or so.
  • You inherited her wavy hair and sunny disposition from her mom. When she was younger, Mrs. Watanabe was very self-conscious about how frizzy her hair would get whenever it was rainy or humid, and used to be bullied because of it. Then one day, the stoic boy who sat in the back of the classroom suddenly walked up to her and said, in a quiet but deep voice, “I think your hair is beautiful, so please don’t let it keep you from showing that bright smile of yours.” No one dared to tease her again after that.
  • Even though that was years ago, Mrs. Watanabe is still a little sensitive about her hair. When she found out that she passed along this trait to her daughter, she made sure to keep You’s hair short because she didn’t want her daughter to go through the same thing. Luckily, You didn’t mind since she preferred having short hair for practical reasons (i.e. easier to manage when swimming).
  • If you couldn’t tell from that clichéd-sounding romantic line before, You picked up her charms from her dad. They’re both naturals when it comes to making girls swoon.
  • You’s dad and mom were each other’s first love (You’s dad was a bit of a playboy so he dated a number of girls, but You’s mom was the first person he truly loved) and their story is basically straight out of a shoujo manga: happy-go-lucky heroine falls for the strong-and-silent boy who will do anything to protect her.
  • You’s parents started dating in high school, but had to separate for a few years because You’s dad went to work aboard a ship in order to gain experience for becoming a captain. Before he left, he told You’s mom, “No matter where I go, my heart will always be with you, so…will you wait for me?” and then bent down on one knee and reached into his pocket to pull out a small box and oh god I’m grossing myself out with the amount of cheese here so I’m just gonna stop lol.
  • Later on, when You’s parents find out that their daughter is gay, Mrs. Watanabe smacks her husband and tells him, “See, this is all your fault for being so overprotective! Since you insisted on sending her to girls’ schools and kept threatening to kill any boys that got close to her, you’ve turned her into a skirt-chaser. Just look at your daughter’s shameless flirting with her 17 girlfriends, goddamn it!”
  • You’s dad is very conflicted about this. On the one hand, he had always been lowkey worried that You would fall for some cocky sailor boy because of her obsession with uniforms, so he’s glad that this nightmare will never come true. On the other hand, he now fears that one day his daughter will get lynched by the fathers of the countless girls who’ve fallen under the Watanabae spell.
  • The next father-daughter late-night cooking session has Captain Watanabe awkwardly clearing his throat and saying, “Look, you know I’ll always support you…so if you ever want any advice on dating girls and, er…other things…I’m here for you…”
  • You contemplates taking her dad’s shot glass and chugging down his drink because this is not a conversation that she wants to have while sober.
  • “…please Papa, let’s just finish frying this kiwi.”
  • Later on when You does drink, her cocktails of choice are things like daiquiris and mojitos and long island iced teas. Everyone is somewhat bemused by this since they’re such fruity drinks, until they remember these all have a hearty amount of rum and other hard liquors in them, and You usually gulps down glass after glass of these “girly” concoctions.
  • You’s personal favorite was introduced to her by Mari, and contains gin, rum, tequila, vodka, Blue Curacao liqueur, sweet and sour mix, and 7-Up. The name of this cocktail: “Adios Motherfucker”.

You would think that just using the wrong flag on Snapchat wouldn’t call for much of an apology like this, right? Just a simple “oops!” and then it could be laughed off, but nothing is ever that simple when it comes to Tiffany. Sure, this is the second time she’s used the wrong flag emoji to describe where she’s traveling to, but that doesn’t warrant the outright disrespect she received for her simple mistake. Calling her stupid, dumb, illiterate, saying she’s a disgrace to all Americans everywhere, it’s all unnecessary and you’re only doing it because it’s Tiffany who made the mistake. And you know what else, people were going on about how she “used the Irish flag”, but the flag she used wasn’t Ireland’s, either. The flag she mistakenly used was the Ivory Coast’s flag. This just proves that people wanted an excuse to hate on Tiffany and call her stupid– as if they don’t do it enough already. Not knowing flags doesn’t measure someone’s intelligence as a whole, so people really have no excuse to be calling her all of these names. And frankly, I’d like to see the people who hated on her for this name even half the flags on that emoji list. Why does everyone love to publicly humiliate Tiffany until she’s forced to post some sort of apology for a simple and harmless mistake? I hope you all are happy with yourselves. 

Sorry for this super basic banner, I literally have no photoshop skills. This is my v first follow forever and i decided to make it today, December 28th, on my 1 year anniversary for this blog! So here are all the people who’s made my year, you’re all literal babes. Love you, happy new year! .xx 

my #1 tumblr crushes are bolded

a - d
@agcntbarnes @alydiah ☼ @amidahlas ☼ @arkstation @askypeople ☼ @assbuttcommander ☼ @bell-clarke ☼ @bellamyblakeish ☼  @bellarkemas ☼ @bellarkism ☼ @bellemysprincess ☼ @bensparished ☼ @blakexsiblings@bobmorleyisking ☼ @brave-clarke@clarke-grifffin ☼ @clarkequeengriffin ☼ @clexark ☼ @clexxar @clxrkegriffln ☼ @commandlexa ☼ @deanwinchh@dnbarliam ☼ @dylanxbriens ☼

e - h
@elizagriffins @elizahtaylor ☼ @emilyvanderwaal ☼ @evrlarkian @extrabadlands ☼ @fallenfromtheark @fnrey ☼ @forgedfoxes ☼ @gansyeblue ☼ @gcrksi ☼ @gracefulyawkward ☼ @graunders @griffinandblake ☼ @grounderclexa ☼ @halecupcakes ☼ @hedaslexa ☼ 

i - l
@icenationclarke ☼ @inhumanfitz ☼ @isaaclayes @jahajuice ☼ @jamespttter@jaspxrjordans ☼ @jchn-murphy ☼ @jessicajonec ☼ @jinglebaellamy @jollymurphy ☼ @jqhnmurphy ☼ @kingmontygreen ☼ @kyngbellamy@ladygriffins ☼ @leiazsolo ☼ @leofitzimmons ☼ @leviosae ☼ @liamdnubar ☼ @liamdvunbar ☼ @littlemisspraetor ☼ @lost-pendragon ☼ 

m - p
@maliasclaw @maltheo ☼ @maryjwatsons ☼ @maximcffwanda ☼ @maximoffwanda@melaniemartinez@mollyhouper ☼ @murphamv ☼ @murphylaws ☼ @murphysass ☼ @murqhymas ☼ @nathanmilers ☼ @nvtaliaromanovv ☼ @ocataviablake ☼ @octavih ☼ @octavlas ☼  @octaxia ☼ @octxvias @ofmonty ☼ @oftheskyepeople ☼ @ohbellamy@paraxbatai ☼ @protectorblake ☼

q - s

@queerclarrk ☼ @ravenreyses ☼ @ravensreyas ☼ @rayvens ☼ @rcvenreyes @rebelprincebell ☼ @red-nosed-murphy ☼ @rhaenyraetargaryen ☼ @richardharmoan @roctavia ☼ @royalblakes ☼ @rvenrys ☼ @sassymurphy ☼ @sassystiles ☼ @sexybellarke ☼ @shutupmurphy ☼ @simonluwis ☼ @snowsciles ☼ @spacewakler ☼ @stefasalvatore ☼ @stora ☼ 

t - z
@the-arkers ☼ @trigedakrubellamy ☼ @ughvillains ☼ @underbellamy ☼ @varrikkarian ☼ @voidalqha @warriorctavia ☼ @wetbellamyblake ☼ @wlnterfalls ☼ @wlntersolder ☼ @xbellavia ☼ @yukimurua ☼ 

I love you all, and I know that I’ve probably missed many of you because I’m just too lazy to name everyone. So here’s my blogroll

And I'll be here by the ocean just waiting for proof

That there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours just to ask God the question
"Is everyone here make believe?"
With a tear in His voice, he says "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing
To no one but me?
[You'll Be the Anchor That Keeps My Feet on the Ground /

I'll Be the Wings That Keep Your Heart in the Clouds