it can say anything it wants


This has been one phenomenally crappy week. TGIF!!!! 

Sometimes, an outfit just feels too quick and easy for me. This is one of them. I like how it turned out, but it only took me about 10 minutes to get dressed. I’ll take that as a win?

Also, I mentioned that I’m standing up a real website. That is for real going to be coming! I’ve registered a domain and everything :) Now to hope I have interesting things to say… lol!

If anyone knows anything about Weebly website design, and wants to pitch in to help me design my site (it would be for free, because I can’t pay) let me know! I could use the help as I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Get the look!






Can yall please stop acting like bangtan knows zero english?!? I’m sick of seeing all these post like “awe look at them smiling and nodding acting like they know what’s going on.” Them not saying anything doesn’t mean they don’t know what’s going on? And I’ve already seen people pulling that “infires” shit with Tae’s “impressed”. Like yall always want idols to speak English, and when they finally do all yall do is ridicule and make fun of them, every single time. They’re trying their best, and you can’t expect them to speak perfect English.


It’s always nice seeing the face of arohas, you’re all so cute and prettttttyyyyy
For baby arohas, welcome to this wonderful and sweet fandom, you can always come to me to ask anything if you want^^

anonymous asked:

"a little louder, please, i don't think they heard you ON ENDOR" w/poe?

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he manages to say between fits of laughter, trying to calm himself down. “I just want to make sure I heard you right. Did you say you were jealous?”

“Poe,” you whine, covering your face with your hands. “It’s embarrassing, okay?”

“You know I think it’s cute,” he chuckles, taking your wrists in his hands. “Don’t hide from me, baby girl.”

“I wouldn’t have to hide if you weren’t so mean,” you grumble, but you sigh and let him take your hands. “I’m not proud of it, okay? I trust you, and I know that you wouldn’t do anything. I can’t help it, though. It’s just so damn easy to fall in love with you.”

You avoid looking at him while you say it, but when you’re finished, you finally glance up to see his reaction. He’s got this soft look in his eyes, pure unadulterated adoration, and his smile is completely and utterly smitten. You can’t help but blush, and you let out a meek giggle as he leans down and presses a sweet kiss to your cheek.

“You’re adorable,” he murmurs, laughing slightly. “You know I could never leave you, sweetheart. Not with how much I love you.”

(Requests are closed!)

anonymous asked:

Hello! I just wanted to say I'm very excited for the ocean soul, and I love your art :) is there anything u can tell us about Nubia? She's so smol and I love her already!


Nubia is my golden daughter, her birthday is May 16th, her favourite colours are green and yellow, she loves sunflowers and her name belonged to my late aunt (who also loved sunflowers).

She’s the daughter of the village healer! And she’s! Mixed!

If Carisi can’t say anything to Barba about the law then the next time Barba tells the detectives what to do or anything about how they handled the investigation then I expect the same righteous indignation because Barba isn’t a Detective, has never had a gun to his head on the job, or had to make a split second life or death decision and has never carried a badge. At least Sonny IS a lawyer.

Speaking of gun to the head, would this episode have aired soon after Next Chapter if they’d aired as filmed? Anyone remember Sonny almost being killed? Could be a bit of continuity we were looking for. (Sorry I giggled as I wrote that but hey, who knows… maybe?)

kingandli0nheart  asked:

Hey Harrison! A couple of us started a positivity day for you on our blogs today with #ThankYouHarrison You don't have to respond to thins message or anything, I just wanted you to know it was happening and you can check out UnofficialRiveters and UnofficialBuffaloBeauts if you wanna see the nice things people are saying <3


anonymous asked:

tschizofw you cant say anything when your friends talk about something you dont know enough about because they're waiting for you to slip up and make incorrect assumptions about the thing so they can mock you and ruin your entire life, they're talking about this in front of you because they have it out for you and they want something they can destroy you over and as soon as they have it theyll tear you down and then kill you, it's not safe

The Pig Prince {yoonjin fanfic}

With all the recent crap that’s been going on concerning Jin, and then after watching his vlive, I just had to write something. I wanted to do something to show my love and appreciation for this prince, and being a writer, this was the best way I knew how. I realize it’s a little rough, and I’m currently very tired from staring at a screen for so long, but - what can I say? - anything for my darling. 

I should say that Jin has helped mend my relationship with food immensely. I owe him so much, and I just want people to know how amazing he is. I know that I’m completely lacking, and my abilities as a writer do not even begin to do him justice, but I sincerely hope this gives some idea as to what Jin is to me, and to a lot of people. Please show him love and support, let him smile, and let him know how much he means to you 🙏🏻✨

I finally enjoy food now, and I owe it all to Jin. I know that no matter what, I am proud to be a pig 🐷🌹🌸

Seokjin wasn’t eating. Which meant Yoongi wasn’t eating.

It wasn’t like he didn’t try, but every time he sat down at the table, the food looked less and less appealing. He knew it was stupid, that it was a ridiculous thought, but he couldn’t eat without his hyung. After all, it didn’t make any sense. How could he sit down for food without Seokjin?

And why was Seokjin not eating? Yoongi had no idea. Technically, he did, but reasonably, there was no explanation for it. He’d gotten the vlive notification for his hyung’s broadcast when he woke up, and he was surprised by his confession. My confidence has been really low recently. I feel ugly. I don’t look as good anymore.

Yoongi was actually surprised. Him. The roommate, the one that was supposed to know everything there was to know about Kim Seokjin. How many roommate references had the two made so far? He was sure he’d seen it somewhere on social media; roommates was actually copyrighted, for God’s sake! And all the while, it turned out Yoongi had no idea that his hyung, his Seokjin, was feeling so low about himself.

“Uh- n-no, thanks,” he had replied (too often) when Yoongi asked him if he wanted to help him finish his portion of food.

He didn’t know why, but for some reason, he thought it’d be a good idea to go make the same offer. Maybe, this time, Seokjin would finally accept it.

“Hyung,” he said, walking into the room with more than half a container’s worth of Chow Mein. Seokjin had had his headphones on, and he was busy looking over the music sheets when he saw the younger member. His lips formed a tired smile, and pulled the headphones off. He held up the delivery box, “I couldn’t finish this, can you have it?”

Almost immediately, Seokjin’s smile faded. His eyes glanced between the food and Yoongi, and the younger realized he’d done something wrong. “Why don’t you just put it in the fridge?”

The look on his hyung’s face left an uncomfortable feeling in his chest. Why did he look like that? Since when did he look like that?

Yoongi fidgeted where he stood. He didn’t expect Seokjin did get angry at him. “I just thought I should ask you in case you wanted it-”

“Why?” Seokjin snapped. “Do I look like a trash can to you? You think you guys can just dump your crap onto me when you’re done with it? I do more in this group than just eat, Yoongi.”

When he was done, Yoongi was left with his mouth open. He stared at him with disbelief. “H-Hyung, I know that. You- you haven’t eaten in days, and I was worried about you.” He walked towards Seokjin, opening the white container. “Look, see, it’s not because I couldn’t finish it. It’s still completely full, I just wanted you to get some food.”

Seokjin’s face softened as he stared at the delivery, then he swallowed and looked back down at his sheets. “Thanks, but I’m not hungry.”

Yoongi’s shoulders slumped. “Yes, you are.” Seokjin didn’t look up, and Yoongi could feel himself getting angrier. Could his hyung not see how ridiculous he was being? “What are you doing, hyung? I saw your vlive, since when do you talk about yourself like that?” He didn’t reply, and the boy’s fingers clenched. “Tell me.” Still, Seokjin didn’t respond, and Yoongi forcefully turned his head so that their faces were mere inches apart. “Tell me.”

He knew he was being tough, but damn it, Seokjin was supposed to belong to him. They were supposed to belong to each other, and though Yoongi wouldn’t say that out loud, he still had a right to know what was bothering him.

Seokjin stared, then his eyes glistened as he said, in barely over a whisper, “Since always.”

His brows furrowed. “What?”

Seokjin gently pulled away, wiping at his eyes as he sighed, “I’m BTS’s visual, Yoongi. Do you know what that means? It’s a fancy word to describe somebody who has nothing going for them but their looks.”

He shook his head, unable to process what he was telling him. “Hyung, that’s not true.”

He chuckled sadly, dabbing at his eyes that had already gone wet again. “Isn’t it? Think about it; I don’t get any lines in most of our songs, I don’t get much screen time, I don’t get taken seriously in acting, I have to train seven times as hard as Hoseok and Jimin to be a decent dancer- I mean, aside from my looks, what exactly do I contribute to BTS?”

“Everything,” Yoongi automatically replied, like he’d known the answer and was just waiting to use it. “You’re everything, hyung.” And it was true. He couldn’t begin to describe what he meant to him, what he meant to BTS. Only Seokjin, Yoongi thought. Only Seokjin could take away his ability to form words.

He laughed again, shaking his head and wiping at the tears that were escaping. “Yoongi, I’m so glad I have you… but that answer’s just not going to cut it anymore.” Yoongi shook his head, his mouth open with nothing to say. What was wrong with him? Seokjin was upset, he needed him, why couldn’t he talk properly? Why now?!

He waved it off with one hand, wiping at his face again. “It’s okay. It’s not the first time this,” he gestured to his puffy face, “has happened. It comes and goes, I deal with it for a few days, and then it’s gone. I can handle it, Yoongi, I’ve always handled it. Don’t worry.”

But he couldn’t not worry.

I can handle it, Yoongi, I’ve always handled it. The more Yoongi thought about it, the more his memory revealed. He suddenly remembered all the days that Seokjin had been locked in their room, his face buried in his pillow for hours on end. He remembered the days when he would sleep in, even far past Yoongi, and not get out of bed except for an hour or two. He remembered the days Seokjin would stare at his photoshoot images, then silently walk away without a word, and he’d miss meals for the rest of the day. Yoongi almost wanted to hit himself. How could he never have noticed? He claimed to care about his hyung, and yet he’d let him silently suffer on his own.

On his own. Now, that was another scary thought. Yoongi tried thinking about how to fix this, then he realized that it was completely out of his territory. This wasn’t like writing songs, where he could just consult Namjoon or the other BigHit music producers. This was different.

And yet, even as he knew that, Yoongi couldn’t help but think of the rumbling in his stomach.

“Hyung,” he said, suddenly realizing something, “if this was me, if I was the one upset, you’d… you’d hug me, wouldn’t you?”

Seokjin looked up from his music sheets, his eyes narrowed. “Huh?”

“If I was upset,” he continued, ignoring the heat quickly rising to his neck, “y-you’d hug me. You’d be nice to me, and say something sweet, and you’d pet my head, a-and… and maybe kiss me.”

He looked down, his cheeks also reddening. “What does that have to do with anything?”

Yoongi thought about it, and before he could talk himself out of it, he shrugged, “I’m not you. I don’t think like you do, and I think… I think that’s why we work so well together. It’s because we’re complete opposites, hyung.”

He blinked. “Opposites?”

He nodded, then he sat across from Seokjin and took both his hands in his, a gesture Yoongi was not so generous with. “Yes. And that gives me complete access to tell you; you’re a total dumbass.”

He stared, then, “What?”

“Yeah! You’re a stupid, ridiculous, piggish dumbass!” He kissed his hands once, then again. “Don’t you get it yet? You’re not everything to BTS because of your looks. You’re not everything because of your singing or acting, either! Hell, none of us are! Anyone can sing and dance, but you’re different. You really think people love Taehyung so much because he can reach a low note? It’s because he’s a goddamn freak of nature, and fans love that. They love that they have someone they can identify with. They love having someone that tells them it’s okay for them to be themselves and act however they want to.”

“But what does that have to do with me?”

He huffed a chuckle. He couldn’t believe Seokjin didn’t see what he saw. He brought his hands to his lips, and snuggled his face against the older boy’s palms for a moment before he said, “That’s what you do. Do you have any idea how many fans love themselves because of you? You tell them eating a lot’s a good thing, and they listen. You tell them to take big bites, and they do. You make crappy jokes that are not funny – I’m not kidding, they suck – but they’ll laugh anyway because you’re so confident with the way you talk. You’re not just everything to BTS, hyung. You’re everything to the fans.” He put his hands back on Seokjin’s face, holding his gaze steady. “So, for the love of God, come have dinner because I’m starving, and I can’t eat unless you’re eating.”

“Yoongi…” he trailed off, his eyes watering quickly, and the younger began to panic. It looked like his tough love approach hadn’t worked as well as he thought.

“H-Hyung, I wasn’t trying to make you cry, I was only-”

Before he could finish, Seokjin moved forward, his arms around the younger’s shoulders as he pulled him in for a tight hug. He buried his face in the crook of his neck, and he silently cried.

“Hyung…” he let him cry for a few minutes, his hands running softly over the older boy’s back.

“Yoongi,” he said after a while, his voice raw and deep from sobbing.


“I’m hungry.”

anonymous asked:

Apostasia and Mastermind braiding each others hair please?

One of the things Add took pride in the most was grooming his hair. His least favorite thing was anything filthy. As he watched Ain eat lunch with his hair all over the place he nearly felt sick at how careless he was. So messy… he probably can’t even see!

He must have noticed Add staring intensely at him because he looked up from his food to face him. “Is there something wrong?”

Everything… is what he wanted to say, but bit back that thought. “Your hair’s all over your food. Doesn’t that bother you at all?“

He waited for a few seconds before Add realized he wasn’t going to reply at all. Ain was already looking back down and brushed away his hairs to no avail, more locks tumbled down every time he turned his head. The scene annoyed Add immensely.  

His own lunch forgotten, he walked over to Ain. “You idiot… come here!”

Right behind a tall grassy hill chosen so nobody else can see them, Ain and Add sat silently with one in front of the other. With a spare brush, Add carefully but diligently stroked his hair down to the ends. He was surprised the brush was met with no resistance, his hair felt soft and smooth in his hands. “Hmm? I can’t believe you actually take care of this mop.”

He didn’t reply and Add expected none. He brushed in silence until he was satisfied, and nudged Ain’s shoulder to get him to turn around. Add took a lock of hair closest to his face.

“I’m going to teach you how to braid, okay? Now you have no excuse to leave your hair like that, so watch carefully.”

With Ain’s eyes watching steadily, Add began twisting the hairs slowly, explaining throughout for him to better understand, picking up the pace after the first few twists. He fell into silence, tightening and finishing the final twist in the braid. “There!“

He moved back to make a bigger braid behind with the rest of his hair. Ain looked up, not saying a word and only feeling the little tugs from Add pulling on his hair while braiding. So relaxed in that moment he let his thoughts slip out; "How did you learn to do that?“

For a second the tugs stopped, and started again soon after. This time, it was Add who didn’t say anything. Letting his eyes flutter closed, Ain almost forgot he asked before Add replied.

”…My mother did.“ He didn’t say anything more than that.


He turned around instantly at the sound of his name. The two went their separate ways after what happened earlier, but Ain was now approaching him—For the first time even, Add notes. He still had the braids from when Add did them before. "Let me braid your hair.”

So direct, that Add looked at him questionably. He added, “I’ll remember better if I do it myself…”

“Can’t you braid your own hair?” He sighed and quickly continued before Ain had a chance to reply. “Alright, but try not to mess it up.”

anonymous asked:

P1 I don't really know what to think about all this harry stuff... I literally see all these arguments on my dash. People are either excited and they don't think it's shady and some people r like it's shady I'm still excited and want this to play out and some people are annoyed and angry and just want answers. And I'm just hear listening and I kind of agree with all points, ya know?! That's what's so frustrating to me and maybe I'm crazy but that's y I think this is his stunt?

Anonymous said to shadyshit91:P2… like I think he has music coming and I think old team knows that. I think they are letting people run wild with info that’s half factual half bullshit. I think his team is trying to combat it but they (especially Harry) can’t really say anything though. I mean the fandom is at odds about it and I think it’s hurting Harry solo career before it even starts. Ugh im frustrated and just want answers either way! Thanks for letting me vent in ur inbox!

I feel you, nony. I’m the same, I’m annoyed at how it’s being handled, and I’d like for some facts and actual confirmations, bit I’m also very much exited and I’m trying not to think too much of it. I’m just like going with the wave and side eying everything haha but I understand, lots of points are valid and I’m reading lots of things that are different opinion but I tend to agree. It’s really just??? Confusing??? Idk, it’s hard to guess what they’re doing when it’s all rumors and weird info all around - also don’t worry! Feel free to vent every time you need! x 


My eyes hurt from all the crying I’ve done the past few hours.

Phil got a phone call from grandma (this is a lady who Phil has worked for for years & years & she’s the closest either of us has for a grandmother figure). She’s fine just wanted to call & tell Phil something that she has planned for the spring time(belly dancers?!!). He was at her house today & didn’t get to see her but it’s Thursday so she was off getting her hair done! Anyway, he got off the phone & told me what she called about & then said ‘I think she’s getting ready to pass on’. This caught me completely by surprise. Yes, she’s 94 years old but what?? He said she’s been saying that he can have anything he wants (in the house) when she’s gone.

She is just the sweetest woman & boy is Phil going to be a mess when we lose her. Shit, obviously so will I. Every since he said that to me, I’ve been crying on & off. I was watching a documentary with the author Tom Ryan, he’s the guy who hiked a bunch of mountains here in NH with his dog Atticus. Anyway, he lost his 2 dogs last year & I just couldn’t help but cry when he was talking about them. I would have cried anyway but tonight I’m definitely crying at the drop of a hat.

Also, I added up what we’ve raised for the NH Humane Society & shit…..we totally beat what we raised last year as a team! And we only fundraised for a month! So many of our family & friends helped us raise that money for all the animals. I’m an animal person through & through & nothing makes me happier than helping those animals who just want to be loved.

Shit, I’m going to have such a headache tomorrow.

anonymous asked:

I remembered! (Not about flo, idc about whatever's going on there) I was wondering how people like... make(?) gifs? Like... how? It's a stupid question but I really don't know

It’s pretty easy actually.

First you’re gonna need a versions of photoshop with the timeline button, i use PS CC. You can download one for windows here and a mac one here

You’ll need to download the episode/movie you want to gif, i use 1337x (make sure you have ad block on before you go on the site) to find the torrents and utorrent to download them.

Here is a handy dandy gif tutorial for ya. It doesn’t mention it in the tutorial but you need to go to window and enable the timeline to be able to do it. (its older though so remember the limit is now 3mb). I use quicktime instead of vlc to record the bits i want and use a 0.05 second delay but whatever works best for you.

You’ll get the hang of it pretty quickly and you’ll find which settings work best for you and your computer.

There are a bunch of tutorials for colouring and editing here.

anonymous asked:

If you are 6 donuts and only did 30 min of cardio and 30 min of strength training you probably didnt burn it off. Why not just be honest and say your diet is unhealthy instead of justifying it. But it's okay to slip up sometimes.

I know that an hour at the gym isn’t going to burn off the calories of 6 donuts and I also never claimed eating 6 donuts was healthy. 

I don’t think I have to justify what I eat because I need food to live and if I want to eat something you can bet your ass I’m gonna eat it.  I don’t consider it a “slip up” because I don’t follow diet plans or anything like that.  

I live my life eating what I want because I’m not gonna live forever and there’s just far too many donuts I need to eat before I die. 


anonymous asked:

"Just a little tip: If you don't want painful menstruations, drink a magnesium tablet in a glass of water everyday, 5-6 days before the calculated day of your next period." Thoughts?


The pain is related to cramping your uterus does to shed endometrial lining. While Magnesium can help to prevent cramps, it only prevents cramps you get when your body is lacking magnesium, say because you’ve lost too much of it through your kidneys or your sweat glands. 

Like, if you’re not lacking magnesium, taking extra isn’t going to do anything. Especially because oral magnesium only gets absorbed to about 35% and even that only if your body has storage proteins for it available. If you exceed your body’s storage capacity either nothing happens because your kidneys kick it out, or if you really really exceed your capacity you can really hurt yourself (as in ‘oops you’re having heart rhythm and nervous systems problems now).

Getting more storage proteins requires an adaption of your system that would take round at least 4 weeks to implement properly. 

So unless you’re already short on magnesium, this is an expensive placebo. 

i told my supervisor at work that i’m trans and she was really supportive and wants to do what she can to help and is gonna talk to hr to see what the best way to go about this all is and just kept saying how she wants me to feel comfortable with whatever i do and just. things are moving forward and i am so fucking happy!!!!!! amazing good wow ! she just came over and told me she brought it up with her boss and that they’re both here for me if i need to talk and if anyone says anything negative to let them know and just so much support and i am so grateful and !!!!! yes!!

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm sorry but I just needed to vent. Why can people not stay out of the positivity tags? It is frustrating going in there and seeing a lot of hate. Also why do they all have some variation of le//na in their name? I love her. I added the slashes so this wouldn't show up in her tag. Also having seen abuse growing up it hurts to hear this show compared to that, because he did guilt trip her and wouldn't let her or their kids do anything without him. Comparing karamel to abuse just hurts.

I’m really sorry this fandom is triggering you. Unfortunately there’s not much we can do about it other than just ignore and block. Just remember that what they are saying are just words and they have no real consequence in your life unless you let them affect you. The only opinions that matter are those from the ones who love us, support us and want what’s best for us.  

Bullies are normally people who have their own issues and very sad lives and mistreating others make them feel better about themselves. No happy person goes around trying to make others feel bad, especially because of a tv show. So you should be proud of yourself because your past didn’t make you bitter or negative like them, it made you kinder. That shows you are a strong individual who didn’t let the world ruin you. Stay strong and stay positive because we have so much to be happy about!! 

Species Switch

Cas x Reader

A/N: This idea came to me at work! So I wanted to do a Cas x Reader but with something that hadn’t been done before so instead of a Human!Cas or Angel!Reader or anything like that I decided to do something I haven’t seen before, hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: Blow Job, Smut, Grace Kink, Unprotected Sex, Language

Word Count: 3,500

Originally posted by subcas

“Oh come on, it’s just one stupid witch, we can do this” you say to your boyfriend, Castiel.

“Y/N, I think we should just leave it for someone else” he argues.

“Like who? Sam and Dean are away on a case and every other hunter hates us, do you want this monster to kill more people?”

Cas sighs, “they don’t hate us they hate me.”
“Do you want me to go alone then?” You were a hunter, you knew what you were doing but you also knew that there was no way Cas would let you go alone.

“No, you’re not going alone” he growls possessively which makes you feel all tingly.

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