is everything i have ever wanted to be

The Serpent & The Saint

“I’m tired B! We’ve been at this for an hour, can’t we take a break?” Veronica Lodge panted desperately, the boxing gloves on her hands nearly weighing her down to the floor, she was covered in sweat, no a feminine glow, a dripping warm sweat.

“Do you think the Serpents take breaks? Do you think they sat down and took a breather before they sliced our tires and beat up Kevin and Moose? I don’t think so. We need to be ready Veronica, we don’t know what they’re capable of and we don’t know when they’re going to attack.” Betty was relentless, pounding into the punching bag with a force Veronica didn’t even know her best friend was capable of.

“Well, I’m no Serpent and I’m taking a break. Leave it to the guys Betty, Reggie and chuck and Adam would never let anything happen to us, you know that.”

The beautiful blonde snorted aloud
“I’m not going to depend on anyone to protect me. I can take care of myself. You forget Veronica but we’re part of the Northside Saints too, not just the boys, I’ll meet you tomorrow. I’m gonna be here for a bit.”

Veronica hesitated, her eyes nervous

“I’ve got this Ronnie. Don’t worry about me, I can handle myself.”

Clamping her pearls around her neck Veronica sighed,
“Well if you come across any trouble. You call me or call Reggie, it’s not safe to walk home at night alone.”

Betty rolled her eyes and adjusted the tight black sports bra around her heaving chest, popping her earphones in her ears and waving flippantly at the raven haired princess as she sauntered out of the gym leaving Betty entirely alone.

Perfect, just how she liked it.

Two hours later and bruised knuckles and aching muscles, Betty was heading down the dimly lit streets of Riverdale, her head tucked into her chest as she counted her steps


“You make a habit of walking home on your own at midnight.”

Betty’s head snapped forward, crossing her arms over her chest she felt for the ground, don’t let him see, don’t let him know.

“Get out of here. You know you’re not welcome on this side of town. Go fuck with someone else, I’m not in the mood for Serpent Trash tonight.”

He was in front of her now, towering, intimidating, dangerous.

But no, he was a coward, a traitor.

“I said get the fuck out of here Jughead.” She hissed, palms fisting, nails digging into the soft skin sharply as she bit down hard on her teeth.

“Now is that anyway to talk to an old friend Betts?” His hand reached out to touch her but she was faster, jumping back.

“You’re no friend of mine, snake.”

Something shifted in The dark haired boys eyes as he pulled on the lapels of his heavy black leather jacket.

“Oh yeah? You weren’t saying that last year, when you had me in your…”

The stinging sound of the slap echoed through the empty streets, Jugheads shock was quickly replaced when he looked into the watery green eyes filled with hatred and tears

“Fuck you Jughead Jones.”

And then she was walking away, leaving him with the view of her messy blonde ponytail and the glaring NS symbol on her own leather jacket.

“Betty!” He called after her “shit, I didn’t mean that, you know I didn’t mean that.. I just..”

The stunning young gang member whipped around
“You just what? You just like to follow me around every day, you think I don’t see you? You think I don’t know you follow me home every night. I fucking know you Jughead.” The way she spoke the venom in her words, she hated the fact that she knew him so well “I can feel you, every damn time. Maybe those two years meant nothing to you but I learned a lot about you. Waiting to hear your footsteps come into my room at night, I know what you sound like. I slept with you every night you think I can’t smell your damn cologne? Why are you doing this to me? what do you want from me?! You left me, you left us all. If they find out I’m even talking to you.. a gang jumper.. god.. just leave me alone.”

He gripped her wrist almost painfully
“You know it meant something to me. It meant everything to me.”

Grey eyes met green for only a split second, but in that moment it was all there, laid out in front of her, that spark, that connection that thing that made them so uniquely perfect for each other.


No, not this time.

Betty snatched her hand away
“Ya know, I used to wait for your excuse. I’d dream every night that you’d come back, back to the Saints, back to the Northside… back to me. that you’d tell me it was all some stupid prank. But I’m done waiting, I don’t care what you want Jughead. You’re a Serpent now, that’s what you chose, enjoy it. I hope it’s everything you’ve ever wanted. I’ll see you at the fight tomorrow. Tell your girlfriend Toni I’m ready.”

He didn’t even have a chance to blink, to ask her what she was talking about before she was gone, pounding the sidewalk. Running away from him.

The civil war between the North and South was the most dangerous war to hit the small town, the pain it had caused both sides was crippling. It tore people apart, it tore Jughead apart.

Things were changing, people were changing.
His beautiful Betty was a prime example, she was hardened and bitter, pain evident over every feature, looking at her was like looking into a mirror.

A Serpent and a Saint, so vastly different. Or were they? he could still remember the feel of Betty’s arms wrapped around his Saints jacket, her kisses against his skin, her kisses everywhere.

He loved her. Fuck it, he loved her more than anything, there was no sense in denying it, she had his heart, he would die for her. But he couldn’t have her, she was the forbidden fruit, he would die to protect her and that was exactly what he was going to do.

Archie had made sure of it.

What Are We Waiting For

Request: can I request a Bucky/reader? one where the reader is apart of the Avengers but she’s like super shy and is like: high ponytail,wears glasses,always in her room reading) and one day she overhears the Avengers making a comment about her not being able to seduce a man on a mission? so the reader starts to act flirty and wear more revealing clothes. the Avengers know something’s wrong so Bucky confronts her? Thanks! Xx

Words: 1180

Warnings: None I don’t think

Sorry about not posting guys! Tumblr wouldn’t let me post for some reason but its all ok now x

Originally posted by dolorioushaze

Friday night. It always would be the best night of the week since everyone would take the night off and missions would tend to be finished. To say it was a relief from the end of the week was an understatement. Alcohol would be poured, courtesy of Tony, and the craziest snacks would be shared around. The night always seemed to end up with someone eating chillies or drinking the worst vodka out there.

Did anyone mind? Not really.

Sliding on to the arm of the sofa, next to Natasha, you ushered over Tony bearing your drinks. Vodka martini. It was strong, yes, but boy did you need it. After all, what would a Friday night be without a bit of alcohol in it?

“So… Y/N,” started Natasha, smirking already. She had something up her sleeve, you could tell.  “Hm?” you turned to her, looking down at her grinning face.

“You and that guy on the mission; how did that go?” she laughed, you realising exactly what she meant. It wasn’t a big secret that the female avengers used their femininity to get where they needed to go. The biggest culprit to that was Natasha of course, but she was at least good at it.

It wasn’t that you were bad or you couldn’t be sexy but it wasn’t exactly down your alley. Natasha had tried to get you to be better but it never really seemed to work. After all, you weren’t a willing student.

“Well I completed the mission, didn’t I?” you answered sharply, sipping on your drink.

“That’s not what I asked,” smiled Natasha, knowing she had well and truly stitched you up. You glanced around the room, Steve, Bucky, Tony, Vision, Clint and Wanda all watching and listening closely.  “Well it’s not like I am going to get off with someone in the middle of a mission, Nat, unless that’s what you’re suggesting I do,” you replied, turning to walk to the bar to grab yourself another drink. “Pft, whatever,” sighed Natasha, clearly knowing you had given up on her. “I just was wondering if it was because you couldn’t lure him in, you know?” she cackled.

“Aha, alright whatever you say Natasha,” you laughed, giving up on arguing with her and just laughing it off. In the end, Natasha would always be your best friend, whether she had stitched you up or not.


Despite Natasha only joking about you, the words had seemed to have a mighty affect you. Were you really that bad at flirting? Could you flirt anyway?

Shifting through your wardrobe, hauling out multiple items, you glared over to sheer top. Did you really have to speak to be flirty? Sliding on the blouse, you buttoned up the top, leaving more than one button undone. Glaring at yourself in the mirror, you admired your look, finishing it off with sleek leather trousers and boot heels. You had left the top un done just enough so you could express some cleavage without showing your bra, and topping your lashes with mascara, you left your dorm.

The outfit didn’t necessarily make you feel more confident but as more and more compliments piled in, you were more than satisfied with your attire. With Natasha nodding over to you from the other side of the breakfast bar, you hurried her over, ready to talk.

“You look sexy!” she smiled, admired your ass from in the leather pants. Chuckling you turned to the fridge, taking out the milk. “Has Bucky seen it yet?” she smirked, clearly knowing your secret. If you had ever gotten this many compliments before you would have probably attempted to at least flirt with Bucky, but with the shy awkwardness of you dwelling over you persistently, you always chose against it. “Shh!” you hushed her. “And no, not yet. Do you think he should?” you asked, keeping the volume down so no one would hear. “Heck, yeah!” she beamed. “You look stunning and he is going to loose his mind when he sees you, especially since he likes you!” she chuckled, knowing it would get to you. “He doesn’t like me Natasha. Stop lying!” you laughed. When she didn’t reply, you turned round to look for her and it appeared to you she was looking down the hallway. You didn’t need to see who she was looking at. It was obvious.

Bucky was down there, accompanied with Steve.

“Have fun, hun!” she giggled before leaving you alone in the breakfast bar. Sighing, you packed away the milk, taking your cereal and heading for the sofa. As you strolled over, more confident in your heels, Bucky and Steve passed through to the breakfast bar, clearly grabbing their protein shakes.

As they huffed and pattered in the bar, you could hear their constant whispering and muttering below the sound of the drawers. Choosing to ignore them, trying to calm down your heart beat as Bucky remained in the room, you focused on the TV.

“Alright, you stay here, I’ll go to the apartment,” exclaimed Steve, leaving you alone Bucky which only panicked you more. “Alright,”

Digging into your cereal, you felt the sofa dip as Bucky huffed down next to you, clearly tired from work out. “So… you look super nice today,” he smiled, pulling a toothy grin as he downed his shake. “Thanks, I just thought I would do something a bit out there, you know?” you replied, turning to him.

“Well, there is nothing wrong with out there, but are you sure this isn’t because of last night?” he asked, clearly already sussing you out. “What do you mean? Of course not,” you answered, slightly panicking.

“Well, just so you know, you don’t have to dress like this to get guys. I know a lot of them like boobs and stuff but if you ever wanted a real guy, you would never have to dress like this. But of course, if you want to, then there is nothing stopping you,” he finished, turning to look at you intently. “Cos maybe you haven’t found the right guy yet,”

“Oh yeah?” you replied.

“Yeah, well I am sure there is someone super nice and lovely and you just haven’t realised it yet,” he added, making you weary. Was this him flirting or was this him shutting you down? Nothing made sense, it just seemed to confuse everything even more. “Yeah, I think I understand, I guess…” you answered, slightly awkward.

Sighing, Bucky sat up, facing you straight in the eye. It wasn’t intimidating but to say you were comfortable would be a lie. “I mean, I always wondered… no I just thought… ahhh, this is hard to say.” He spluttered, clearly getting flustered. “So if you haven’t met the right guy yet, what would you say if he was facing you, in front of you right now?” he finished, not daring to look you in the eyes. Smiling and blushing, you glanced away slightly, trying to bring yourself into reality. Did Bucky just ask you out?

“I would say what are we waiting for…”

@upon-a-girl, @melconnor2007, @thepoet1975

I think many said this before and I can only agree:

While I personally enjoyed the season there were soooo many lose ends.
So much plot pushed into one season and at times just letting plotpoints fall for no reason what so ever.
The Grif-thing alone could have filled episodes, Dylan&Jax too, Locus and Wash getting shot needed more time, the timemachine came waaay too short and was dropped off too quickly as well.

I think this is to Joe being new? He wanted to push everything in there at once. So I hope next season becomes better paced?

brahmazing  asked:

if it's not too much, could you do uf sans and papyrus and us undyne with an so who is irresponsible with their phone (ex. not charging it for days, or only charging it when they think they're gonna need it)? (totally not self indulgent)

Ahhhh I’m too dependant on my phone to ever do this omg how. But hope you like it!


Sans (Red)

Sweetheart. Babe. Charge your fucking phone. He’s not over protective or anything but if he tries to call you and you don’t pick up his mind almost always assumes the worst. All he wants to do is ring you up for lunch without having a heart attack. 

Papyrus (Edge)

This would never happen when you date Edge as he makes sure everything is on charge each night! He likes to stay prepared and never wants to be out of contact of those he cares for most. Especially you! 



Undyne is guilty of this as well so she invents a new battery for each of your phones to make it last longer. But lets be honest, you’re with her most of the day watching anime anyway so phones don’t really matter. 

anonymous asked:

you do realize that the ace label is only half of it right. a lot of aces use like 'asexual homoromantic' or 'asexual biromantic' because in the end ace doesnt really describe WHO you like, which is kind of a big part of the lgbt community lmao

I am more than my sexuality. It’s a big part of me but it’s not ‘me’. And if that’s the case for someone, that’s pretty fucking sad and an issue. Your sexuality shouldn’t be WHO you are. I know it can seem like the biggest part of you and people on tumblr joke but your sexuality defining everything about you is a problem and not normal. 

lmao, you have a serious superiority complex that you need to ditch if you ever want to get anywhere in life. This blog is about acceptance. Not hate and regression. I don’t get why you people hate asexuals so much or really dont want them included like? They are a minority group and it’s not gonna kill us to open our safe space up for others. We’re not a fucking cult. 

The Cure

Pairing : Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Request : Imagine based on the song The Cure by Lady Gaga

I’ll undress you, ‘cause you’re tired
Cover you as you desire
When you fall asleep inside my arms
May not have the fancy things
But I’ll give you everything
You could ever want, it’s in my arms

When Sherlock came back from a case he had chased suspects with John for hours; add that to the nights he stayed up working on a case, Sherlock was always tired when he came home. 

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anonymous asked:

I saw your date night post and was thrilled to see a ENTJ x INTJ relationship. I'm a female ENTJ and my boyfriend is an INTJ; can you talk a little about what your relationship is like and why you two are a good match? This is the first time I've ever seen a MBTI blog with this type pairing. Thanks!

Combined with the following asks:

  • You’re new relationship is with an INTJ?
  • I hope your date went well!


Sure. She’s an INTJ, I’m an ENTJ. Our relationship is simple and straightforward with a lot of love, a lot of laughs, a lot of deep conversations, and a lot of adventures.

This is how and why it works:

1. Balanced. She’s an equal. She’s a lawyer specializing in international law and corporate M&A, I’m a management consultant specializing in strategy and operations– she has her shit together and I have my shit together so we’re in the same phase of life (we’re both pushing 30) with similar demanding careers, similar ambitions, and an understanding of how it all works. We never have to explain to each other why we’re staying late at the office or if plans need to be rescheduled – there are no theatrics and emotional breakdowns – we both get it (Related: “What’s the problem with having a partner who isn’t an equal?”). This is crucial because our careers are important to us and having a partner that is understanding and supportive is mandatory.

We’re intellectual equals which is especially important to NTJs so conversations span from the deep and stimulating to the goofy/amusing (but still stimulating). I enjoy picking her brain and she equally enjoys taking a walk in my head space. There’s mutual respect between us.

We’re an interracial couple born on different continents (she’s European, I’m Asian) with different life experiences so we each bring unique perspectives to the table. We definitely don’t always agree, we have differences of opinions and opposing points of views we feel strongly about, but we don’t clash when it comes to our fundamental values aka where it truly matters. We both want the same things in life and we’re both moving towards those goals.

Equally important, we were both mature, established, and happy prior to entering the relationship so there’s no codependent behavior. We don’t ‘complete each other’– we were complete prior to entering this relationship and we will be if it doesn’t work out.

2. Stable. We’re both emotionally stable and responsible which has paved the way for a rare xxTJ phenomenon to occur: we can both relax. xxTJs can only relax if we trust someone to be reliable and consistent; she and I know that the other is just as competent so when it comes to planning vacations or handling the minutiae of life we both can breathe easy (”Don’t worry– I’ll handle it.”). An irresponsible partner causes stress for obvious reasons – they make messes that you have to clean up – and both of us were in previous relationships where that was the case. We’re both considerate and thoughtful of each other’s needs.

3. Independent. She and I travel a lot together but we each have our own set of friends and our own hobbies/interests apart from each other. She does her own thing, I do my own thing and we give each other ample time and space to breathe. This is crucial because we’re both NTJs and we can feel easily smothered. We’ve managed to find the perfect balance of giving each other space while still making the other feel loved and appreciated. There’s no insecurity, jealousy, or paranoia.

4. Strong communication. She’s an INTJ, I’m an ENTJ so we communicate the same way and there are very few misunderstandings. The few we’ve had were due to language and cultural barriers we quickly resolved.

We don’t get stuck in frivolous details, we aren’t easily offended by each other’s tone, we don’t take anything personally, and we understand the intent and purpose behind each other’s words. We don’t spend countless hours trying to tip-toe and strategize how to say something to each other so we don’t accidentally make the other person butthurt– we just say it– and solve the issue then and there.

Love is the foundation of relationships, but communication represents the nails and screws that hold it all together.

5. Chemistry. The most important reason of all: we have chemistry, synergy, passion– lots of it. Those infamous NTJ checklists of qualities in a partner mean nothing if you meet that person but nothing clicks. It’s useful to have a rough idea of what you want in a partner (qualities, traits, etc.) as long as you’re open to someone who might not meet all of them but is still a great match for you. Fortunately for us, we each meet each other’s list of qualities.

i am all for gettin the tattoos u wanna get and shit but it always confuses me a bit when ppl get tattoos that r like “i want to die lol” or “my life sucks” or something like that bc like.. ur gonna hav that negativity on ur body 4eva. like ur always gonna have “fuck life i hate everything” written on u 4 the rest of ur life and look like an edgy 14 yearold forever and ever 

Oh my goodness, thanks to a super generous Flight Rising person, the most beautiful boy I have ever laid eyes on is now mine! (I’d tag them but I don’t know if they want to be tagged or not).

I need to come up with some extra special lore for him and everything because he is now one of the most precious dragons I own.

Also, he needs a name.

Okidoki then!

So I’ve seen a lot of likes and quite a few people wanting to see the TroupeTale AU so here’s a little overview on everything.

It’s been so long since a human has fallen down. So, so long. More and more monsters have simply given up hope of ever returning to the surface. The king is desperate for anything to lift the spirits of his people, and searches near and far for something, anything to save them. He was crossing through the dump one day when a flyer stuck to his cape. Curious, he tenderly peeled the wet paper off and examined it. It was a flyer for something called a circus. Lights and colors and whimsy poured from every stroke on the page, and the king smiled, and went to bring this to his people. Maybe this ‘circus’ could even be used to bring a human down here, to set them free.

Character Personalities and Roles-

Frisk and Chara- Born as Siamese twins, they fall blindly into the underground together. Chara only talks to narrate and Frisk is mute, so just looking at them you can’t really tell much. Behind the scenes however, frisk and Chara battle for control over their shared form. Who wins? Well, that’s up to you.

Flowey- he finds this whole ordeal very interesting. It’s a far different timeline than any before. So he’s more of an observer in this AU, his smiling, bright yellow form easily blending in with the circus background as he waits for the perfect opportunity to strike and gain control.

Toriel- Is even more disgusted with asgore than Tale!Toriel. Also, due to the misleading nature of the world outside, she’s a tad paranoid and far more insistent you stay with her. But other than that, Toriel and the ruins stay the same.

Sans- He took the job of a clown for obvious reasons. Trails the character, making lazy jokes and gags that are so stupid you just have to laugh. But due to the underlying intent of everything, he can be a bit odd at times. It’s so subtle it almost isn’t there but every now and then he’ll turn to you and for a split second you swear he didn’t have his pupils. Or he’ll word something in a way that makes your spine tingle. But he’s just a harmless jokester… right?

Papyrus- He took the role of a strongman, to impress the passing human with his impressive physic! Yeah, Sans never told him what they’re planning to do with this human, or what all this circus is for. But he knows, in his own strange way, he knows. He’s oddly insistent on taking you to undyne, to give you a ’ Once in a lifetime performance ’. It’s best not to accept his offer. Other than that, he’s a sweetheart that closely aligns with Tale!Pap.

Grillby- He’s still pretty quiet, but you can hear his mirthful humming as he takes care of his little funhouse restaurant. He makes and serves all kinds of fair food, and his business is never empty. He’s a little more outgoing and friendly, and will actually bring the human some food if requested. All his food causes some kind of problem though…

Undyne- Head of the Performance Troupe ( Which is code for the people who do the messy work ). She took the job as a knife thrower, her mighty spears being replaced with agile little daggers. She pursues the human relentlessly. She’s more stiff and rigid. Asgore worked so hard to make everything down here seem fun and bright, she has to keep the act up for him. She tries to ’ persuade ’ you to come to a one on one demonstration. If your allergic to knives I urge you deny it.

Alphys- She still hasn’t recovered from the hopelessness. Her anxieties have gone absolutely wild, so she’s mostly quiet, only piping up now and then with a very strong stutter. She’s mostly silent as she urges you through hotland, but she is very protective of you. Can’t have the key to their freedom slipping on the rocky path and being cooked alive by lava now can we?

Muffet- She’s less agreeable than when you first arrived. After so long with no human and no monster stepping foot near her bakery, her and her spiders have become bitter and resentful. Now, when she calls you dearie, it’s with a biting tone that send the spiders around her giggling and clamoring around you. Best buy something from her before she sends her little pet after you. He isn’t looking for a nibble anymore.

Mettaton- Ooooooh yes~! This kind of thing is right up his alley! Lights, colors, entertainment, it’s like Christmas Day for this bot! He is The most extra person you will probably ever see. Like Tightrope-dancing-with-chainsaws-in-his-hands-while-confetti-and-fireworks-go-off-in-the-background extra. He doesn’t even try to fight you, he just follow behind you making everything a grand show.

Asgore- He’s a little more okay with himself, having brought hope to his people after they were all so distraught. His fight, should you battle him, becomes harder. He can not die. His people, everything he worked to protect, he cannot simply let it down now. But every great hero has a weakness. Simply mention his wife, or his kid… the fight won’t be long after that.


So Friday night was my university residence dance. I am absolutely in love with my girlfriend and I want to show these photos to the world but since my extended family don’t know and my parents don’t want them to know I’ll show them to you instead.

For those of you that have yet to come out, I promise you it gets better because at the end of the day you’re doing it for love and love is everything.

Also if you ever need anyone to talk to I am here.

kitten-19-96  asked:

Hi again! Hope you're doing well! I have a question it's kinda bad but not really. So like my daddy gets extremely mad at me when I don't want playtime. And it's been awhile but all he does is get mad at me for everything and yelling triggers me from a old daddy that used to beat me and he doesn't care when it happens.I love him but don't know how to feel. Do I say sorry for him getting mad that I said no? Or upset he doesn't want me to ever say no? You don't have to answer this.I jus need help

My one answer and strongest answer.

That’s not a safe place, If I was you, I would leave him, because if he yells at you just because you say no and is triggering you; that is seriously not a safe place for you. He obviously has some ling induced anger issues if he won’t calm down after you say “no” or “sorry” seriously dear, please take care of yourself and just fuck everyone else’s feelings at that point if they’re making you sad! You’re #1 in your world! I don’t want anything bad happening to someone as sweet as you!

Going out tonight
Changes into something red
Her mother doesn’t like that kind of dress
Everything she never had she’s showing off

Driving too fast
Moon is breaking through her hair
She said it was something that she won’t forget
Having no regrets is all that she really wants

We’re only getting older baby
And I’ve been thinking about it lately
Does it ever drive you crazy
Just how fast the night changes?
Everything that you’ve ever dreamed of
Disappearing when you wake up
But there’s nothing to be afraid of
Even when the night changes
It will never change me and you

Chasing it tonight,
Doubts are running ‘round her head
He’s waiting, hides behind a cigarette
Heart is beating loud, she doesn’t want it to stop

Moving too fast
Moon is lighting up her skin
She’s falling, doesn’t even know it yet
Having no regrets is all that she really wants

We’re only getting older baby
And I’ve been thinking about it lately
Does it ever drive you crazy
Just how fast the night changes?
Everything that you’ve ever dreamed of
Disappearing when you wake up
But there’s nothing to be afraid of
Even when the night changes
It will never change me and you

Going out tonight
Changes into something red
Her mother doesn’t like that kind of dress
Reminds her of a missing piece of innocence she lost

We’re only getting older baby
And I’ve been thinking about it lately
Does it ever drive you crazy
Just how fast the night changes?
Everything that you’ve ever dreamed of
Disappearing when you wake up
But there’s nothing to be afraid of
Even when the night changes
It will never change, baby
It will never change, baby
It will never change me and you

So for Tomorrow

I’ll be posting a lot tomorrow to make up for the lack of post recently.

Tons of post at once cause me being OCD like to see the inbox empty. Make me feel like I achieved something.

Also, I’ll be decorating my dorm room tomorrow! I have TONS of hetalia stuff, both things I got from Japan, and other I made or friends gave me.

(No, relley I have the creepiest picture of Prussia ever. It is creepy cause it is SOOOOOOOO AMAZINGLY DRAW AND AMAZING but realistic so it you aren’t expecting it, it is BAM PRUSSIA TO THE FACE!)

So, if you guys are interested, I’ll post the hetalia stuff I have and the completed dorm setup?


I sooooooo want it! I have had TERRIBLE luck with rooms and roommates, no one fault, just bad luck, so I hope everything will turn out ok!

That’s also why I haven’t been posting. I’m soooooooo scared something will go wrong! Ghhhaaaaaaaa I hope it does!

But anyway, wanna see the stuff I got and made?

anonymous asked:

It's interesting to see that terrible person come off anon but nothing they said was constructive or even remotely helpful. Everything to them is just trash as if he's some Nobel prize prize winner in literature. They're just some self loathing piece of shit that clearly hate whatever it is they create so they have to put others down to feel better about themselves. They live a sad sad pathetic life. All of your work is amazing down to each and every single last letter! Don't ever forget that!❤️

Thank you so much sweet anon!! ;3; What a darling you are! You’re totally right but honestly I don’t even want to waste any breath discussing that person. Sheesh. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, all I’m here to do is shitpost and write trash, I have no illusions about what sort of blog this is lol. But I’m profoundly grateful for all the support you guys have given me, a humble designer bag of trash. Amazingly enough I’ve somehow gained followers through this incident so I guess in the end I get to have the last laugh, heheheh.

Originally posted by gfycat

doorsclosingslowly  asked:

for Enemies and Allegiances: 1 9 11 12?

ah hi!! thanks so much for the ask <3

1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?

E&A is sort of my baby. It was my first big like “what if star wars actually happened this way” where i replotted the whole of a the original trilogy. The other stuff i write is just snippets from AUs that don’t really have over all plots and are just fun to mess around in. E&A has a point, and symbolism and foreshadowing. I really wanted to write Obimaul with no short cuts. Maul killed Quigon, he’s a sith- Obi-Wan lost everything- how can these two ever even look at each other? That was a big challenge (and still is) but i felt like their characters deserved that sort of in depth introspection. instead of just indulging in au OOCness to shoe horn them together. I think it will have a bigger pay off when it finally happens if we got to struggle along with them for so long. 

9:   Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

Not really. It keeps growing, but the main outline hasn’t changed. There are some later scene that have been rewritten because I realized that their relationship developed at a different pace than I expected and the scene was retreading old ground.

I suppose one notable line change was from the beginning.Obi-wan was much more keen on saving Maul in the first draft going essentially going “Goddamnit- I’m saving someone today- come on!”

  11:  What do you like best about this fic?

probably that im still so excited about it! there are scenes that im still so excited to write. also probably how well the character development went. the more I wrote the more i understood how the character really balanced each other- and the lessons they had to learn.  

12: What do you like least about this fic?

oh boy- so much fucking walking in the sand. 50% of what you’ve read was not in the first outline. in the first outline they land and make it to the safe house that night. then I added the lars as a stop over. Then the raider attack was also a spontaneous addition. Suddenly they are walking to the safe house and I see that they have a lot to work through. so honestly- this whole thing has been a detour. and I love it but whoo boy it got real long real quick.   

Soft boys in flower crowns, this must be heaven (ᅌᴗᅌ✿) 

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  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
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  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*

i really did everything i could to avoid doing this but

i’m a lesbian who was kicked out as a teenager and pretty much completely disowned – i’m 25 now and i’ve been poor as dirt (last year was the first year my income was above the poverty line) the last 7+ years. i worked two jobs, went to school and worked full time, and moved across the country twice with little to no help from my family. even now i make minimum wage with tips. i’m not well off – just as responsible as i can be.

now that i’m 25 i can finally go to school since i don’t have to report my “family” income. based on my own income, pell grants will cover almost all of my school expenses, and working part time + student loans should cover most of my living expenses.

however, i’m going to lose my health insurance in 2 months. i’m nearly out of dental already. i don’t know what i can do yet, because my financial aid for school has been put through the verification process for months and months and lots of paperwork and i don’t know what my period grant is exactly or what kind of student loans i’m applicable for. on top of that, i have to pay $1,130.00 to my University out of pocket because financial aid didn’t come through in time.

i’ve never worked less than full time – in the decade i’ve spent much of it working 2 jobs – but now i’m going less than part time and my job i’ve worked for years won’t even give me so much as health insurance. i’m very scared and i feel like i’m jumping off of a cliff.

i do have credit cards, but with no health insurance and only a part time job i need them for emergencies only. $1k+ is enough to stress my credit out horribly, and i have absolutely no fallback plan. i’m an adult survivor of an abusive homophobic family taking a huge risk by finally going to college like i’ve always wanted to.

i know this is the best thing for me, and i know that my life will improve so much with a degree – and eventually my JD – and i know that i have the potential to do this. i think i might be able to survive on my student loans. but right now… i have absolutely no information. right now im going in blind. and i know this is the best choice for me, but i don’t want to end up struggling or to have everything fall through because of my low income. i make minimum wage (+ tips) and even full time i don’t even know if i can afford books. my father doesn’t speak to me and my mom has nothing she can give me.

my paypal is and my squarecash is $wishbyspirit

i’m a lesbian survivor who has lived through hell and is finally trying to do what i know is best for me, but it’s terrifying. everything helps. this is the biggest risk i’ve ever taken in my life, and i’ve sworn to myself that i’ll never be homeless or struggling to eat again, because those struggles have been a reality for years of my life.

thank you all for everything in advance. i appreciate all of the help i can get.