lol what is tagging to a girl like me

italeteller replied to your post:I think it’s worth pointing out that Nabokov…

if I may derail, this “old authors using current times fanfiction language” thing is absolutely amazing. do you have any more?

Hemingway: drabble challenge, 100 word challenge, yes the title is included in the word count, fight me, angst, sad, baby shoes

F Scott Fitzgerald: idk what I’m doing, lol party fic, I’m supposed to be working on something else right now, the real otp is despair

Virginia Wolfe: stream of consciousness, tw: depression and anxiety, tw: food mention, not sure what else to tag this as

Sylvia Plath: esther is not like other girls, depression, suicide, hurt/comfort, fuck the patriarchy

Edgar Allan Poe: detective au, everyone’s a suspect, darkfic, this was supposed to be satire, I’m not sure what happened,

Shakespeare: historical au, for Lizzy <3 <3 <3, either everybody lives or no on lives I haven’t decided yet, dick jokes, puns, stole this from Marlow not even sorry lmao

Jane Austen: hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, true love, dancing!, slow burn, don’t worry they all get there in the end (:


Ok I’m bored so ima tell y’all a wild ass story that happened to me first semester of my college experience; the story of when I got laced by a wild thot with some CRACK. Let’s get into the tea gorls

So I went to art school for communications design. I dont go there no more because it was hella racist, but a different story for a different day. The campus I went to was way up north, in Utica. Never heard of it? Didn’t think you would. Just imagine if the worst neighborhood in Detroit was an entire town with like no people and cows. I don’t know about y’all but at my school we had this thing called late night where we get snacks and shit in the cafeteria after dinner. I was one of 6 black boys in my entire school so it was always dry. So this particular late night I had got a pink wig and started fucking around and giving these crackers some life to entertain myself. My extra ass being who I was did stand-up for the entire night. Since it was early in the school year tho I aint really have no solid friends, so the people who I was gonna go smoke with finished their food and left me like some fucking snakes. When I was done I was deep in my feelings lol because bitch… gon spark up…..without me???

I was like “y’know what idgaf, I don’t need you niggas” because I’m likable, right? I could talk to anyone I wanted and make friends. That’s what my dumb ass thought even though I knew damn well these all were some back woods ass white people from Cousin Fucker Nowhere. So I’m standing in front of the dorms like “ok, if I was a white person who loved giving free weed to negroes, what would I look like?” and as though Satan himself heard me, this girl wearing dem Jerusalem B.Cs (you know what I’m talmbout) and a bright jacket that had to be from the thrift store because it smelled like pickled dick and horse radish extract walked past. I was like DING DING DING, gotcha Becky!! So I was like “omg hi sis, I always see you in class and I think your style is so cool blah blah” and all that fake shit. Naturally Linda felt gassed af and immediately offered to let me smoke with her. Yeah, yah boi got it like that.

But mama ain’t raise no fool and I seent Get Out so I don’t go nowhere with a white person without at least one other poc with me. So this couple I’m good friends with now was walking out of the dorms, we just gon call them Peanut & Jelly. They were quiet and both shy people so they didnt hang out much yet. They were also native and latino which was good enough for me so my loud ass was like “Aye, y’all smoke??” it’s 2017 so of course they smoke and I invite them to come smoke some of Margret’s weed. Consider it reparations. Since they ain’t have no friends they were happy to come join us. Smh y’all if you see this I’m so sorry I got y’all into this lmao. Anyway Trisha was like “Super duper the more the merrier, let’s go :))” with her wild ass. But I remembered I still had some of my own weed left so we ran to my room and got it, but I ain’t have no bag to carry it in. So Ingrid said “Oh, I have a bag you can put it in” and pulled out this ashy ass ziploc bag. RED FLAG NUMBER ONE. But my clueless ass thought she just had some plaster or some shit in there before since we went to an art school. Smdh.

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Shortly before we depart Peanut and I are getting everything together and making sure there’s no smell. While this is happening Jelly watches Rebecca spread some “dust” on her gums. RED FLAG NUMBER TWO. This nigga thought it was candy dust or something. No one in this equation is particularly bright. But anywhore, we started making moves to this parking lot/roof that we usually hung out at. I was hoping my friends fake asses would be there so I could ditch Jill’s ass. Peanut & Jelly I ain’t mind because they were cool once you got them to talk. I could tell they weren’t feelin Harriet tho lol and tbh neither was I but would your ass turn down a completely free spark up??? Didn’t think so. We get to the roof finally and I start checking my jacket to find I forgot my mini bong in my room. So Elizabeth is like “Oooh awesome we can smoke out of my pipe!” and I’m like lol you bougie ass bitch just call it a bowl. But my fake ass just said “Litty gorl, load that shit up!” thats exactly what I get. She starts loading her “pipe” up and I notice both my weed and hers lookin a lil ashy. AND THATS RED FLAG NUMBER THREE

It’s like 11 at night tho and we only had street lights so I didn’t wanna call Susan out and end up lookin a fool if it was nothing. So I just let her do her thing and pull out my lighter so we can make it do what it do ya feel? So we smokin and I’m having a pretty good time. I feel proud of myself and shit for scamming little Mary Ellen and getting a full spark up after my niggas rolled out on me. I’m like “haha bitch you did that and you high as fuck”. Me being the funny nigga I am in my head, I make myself laugh. Then I realize for someone who smokes pretty regularly and only had two hits, I was already shmizzed for some reason. I look over at Peanut & Jelly and both them niggas lookin like

“Already??? Huh, that’s weird”, young nigga Kam thought to himself. But once again it was free weed so I shut my Nancy Drew ass up and let it go. Debra passes the “pipe” to me and I hit it harder this time because I ain’t pay for it so ima get mines. Because I hit it so hard I kinda taste it and bitch, that shit tasted like Mary J. Bliges leather boots and plastic. So I’m like “yo Amanda, what’s good with your bowl the weed taste weird?” And it ain’t like weed has a particularly good taste but I know it damn sure don’t taste like that. Emily proceeds to say “I don’t think anything’s wrong with the weed, might be the other stuff tho” As soon as she said that shady shit Peanut and I’s heads snapped to look at her like “Bitch….what other stuff??”

Jelly at this point is checked the fuck out, like this nigga is walking through space or some shit. That might just be him tho cause that nigga always acts weird when he high smh. That ain’t the point tho. This raggedy Ann ass hoe starts giggling and laughing like someone said something fuckin funny. I’m sitting there confused and high as shit still got the fucking pink wig on, Peanut got her ass riled up and with good reason because we both know we just asked ole girl a question. So Peanut says one more gain “Did you put some shit in the fucking weed?”. By now I think Amber realizes the joke is nay and she’s close to getting stomped out. Here comes the climax of the story y’all. This bitch gon roll her eyes like we being extra and say “lol it’s fine, we just smoked out of my crack pipe and I haven’t cleaned it yet” When I tell you the entire world went silent, I heard SZA wheezing into her microphone miles away. My ass, Peanut ass, and even Jelly incapacitated ass was all like


Jelly just started laughing like he just heard the funniest thing ever in his whole life. Peanut was staring at Tina like she was preparing her alibi for the police when they find that lil girl’s body. And me, you ask? I was just thinkin bout my girl Whitney. Like sis, is this how it started for you? I was looking at Rachel all hurt. Et tu Becky? All a nigga wanted was some weed and now my ass sitting on a roof high off crack. Suddenly time returns to normal and the only thing my faded ass can muster is a “Pardon me???” Helen continues to chuckle like she Tiffany Haddish up in this bitch and tells us that she smokes crack and weed out of that bowl sometimes, and that we had placed the collective weed in her coke bag. Jelly stupid ass still in the corner laughing to keep from crying because I knew that baby voiced nigga was scared. I’m so astounded at this point that I can’t even drag this wild ass bitch. Peanut however, is not me. Lort I never seen anyone but my momma yolk somebody up so fast! She smooth slid across that asphalt like

Grabbed Ellie, and said “BITCH HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?? ARE YOU SERIOUS??” and started shaking that bitch like she was tryna give her shaken baby syndrome. Jelly managed to get himself together enough to try and keep his girl from going to jail. What was I doing? Well I knew I had a choice, I could help Peanut throw Taylor off the roof, or I could help Jelly keep our good sis from catchin a charge. So I chose the smartest option. MY ASS STARTED TO HIT FOOT.

That shit wasn’t none of my business no more!! Bitch the link up is over! The deck is DONE. I could already hear my momma belt whoopin my crack head ass in my mind, no thank you ma’am! My black ass was done for the night. As I’m running back towards campus I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to find Jelly running behind me, dragging Peanut along by the hand. Chloe however, is nowhere to be found. I ain’t stop running tho. Was it fear, was it anger, was it the adrenaline pushing me to run? Nah I was on crack so it was prolly that lol. We run until we’re two blocks away from campus and I’m finally too tired to run, which surprised me because I always assumed crackheads were just like the enegizer bunny. So we’re catching our breath and I’m tryna keep from falling over because I feel hella whoozy, but I manage to ask “What happened to Bobby?” Peanut proceeds to tell me she took one good fist, and dropped Katy like a bad habit. I was proud of sis too because she’s twig thin and I thought she was meek af. We start walking back to the dorms and all 3 of us are just silent. Ain’t nobody got shit to say bitch we on crack. Peanut and I lived 2 doors down from each other so they go in her room and I go in mine after we say our good nights. I go in my room and my roommate is there with his boyfriend. Immediately my roommate is like “lol you’re high af” and my overly trusting ass gon tell him “This girl laced the weed with crack”. This cracker ass bitch gon look at me and say “oh really…..are you ok?” like I just got into a small argument. Like nigga….I GOT LACED WITH CRACK DO I LOOK OK???

So I sit down and start watching videos on my laptop to try and distract myself from my anxiety because a nigga was SHOOKT to the core. My roommate and his boyfriend were just watching me like I was a good ass episode of something. I don’t blame ‘em tho, I looked wild af. I was twitching, teetering, and sweating like shit even though it was late September in upstate New York. Now this fake ass bitch gon take a snapchat video of my crackhead ass trippin and put it on his story for everyone to see. Needless to say after that day ain’t nobody fuck with Molly ever again. One good thing did come out of it tho, Peanut, Jelly, and I became real tight after that. And what became of Becky you ask? She made sure to steer clear of all 3 of us and my friends lol because they threatened to cut that hoe. Moral of the story children? Don’t trust white people.

I haven’t read Bombshells, and I don’t know if I’ll ever have the time to catch up on the 100 issues. But I fucking LOVE Bombshells Batwoman. She is so gorgeous! Also I tried the line-less coloring style again and tried to add some shading to it. I think it looks okay so I feel pretty meh about it. But the pose turned out how I wanted it to so that’s a win! Enjoy!


Unexpected Outcome

Summary: Being best friends with Taehyung lead her to meet Jimin, and fall in love with him. She confessed, but he rejected her… How are things gonna go from there?

Pairing: Jimin x O/C x Taehyung

Parts: | Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 3,5 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | Pt. 9 | Pt. 10 | Pt. 11  | Pt. 12 | Pt. 13 | Pt. 14  | Pt. 15 (Ending) | Pt. 15,5 |

a/n: For those shipping Jimin and o/c, sorry bae. And, this happened approximately 2 months, more or less after that “incident”. Take care, &  remember you can always Tell me what you guys think :)  xoxo Btw, an extra part is coming out in a few days. It’s not like u need it, lol but Yeah, I like to make ya’ll suffer. :))) For those who stayed till here, thank you so much for being with me, and enjoying the series. I love ya’ll. <3

Tagging: @evalocity | @kpoptart216 | @btsbandw | @jesuslistenstogreenday | @mxseoul | @sleepysugarmoon | @jiminnieho | @chetsnut | @bangtanisnoice | @jung-hobihobi982 | @gkchappy | @gnijoaix | @girl-meets-superheroes-16 | @theos-phanes | @alientasticcandy |

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anonymous asked:

blupjeans is trans representation tho i dont get why people are kicking off about it. barry and lup could also be bi/pan calling it bad bc its het is just not the right way to go about it

im putting this under a readmore because this is more than them being a m/f couple

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Unexpected Outcome

Summary: Being best friends with Taehyung lead her to meet Jimin, and fall in love with him. She confessed, but he rejected her… How are things gonna go from there?

Pairing: Jimin x O/C x Taehyung

Parts: | Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 3,5 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | Pt. 9 | Pt. 10 | Pt. 11  | Pt. 12 | Pt. 13  | Pt. 14  | Pt. 15 (Ending) | Pt. 15,5 |

a/n: not much to say I mean… yeah?! lol Tell me what you guys think :)  xoxo

Tagging: @evalocity | @kpoptart216 | @btsbandw | @jesuslistenstogreenday | @mxseoul | @sleepysugarmoon | @jiminnieho | @chetsnut | @bangtanisnoice | @madelinehatter982 | @gkchappy | @gnijoaix | @girl-meets-superheroes-16 | @theos-phanes | @alientasticcandy |

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That Shirt

Originally posted by stetsonsalvatore

SUMMARY: You catch Dean in an emabarassing situation.

CHARACTERS: Dean Winchester, Reader


WARNINGS: absolutely none, well swearing

A/N: Okay, so this idea hit me when I saw a certain commercial one day like a gazillion times and this is what happens when I’m in a silly mood. Enjoy!!! Oh and I will totally put a link to the commercial at the end, don’t cheat! Read it first, lol. I don’t want to give it away!

Tagging: @ellen-reincarnated1967 @demondean-for-kingofhell @winchesterprincessbride @jotink78 @winchestersnco @iamdeanfknwinchester @skybinx-blog @16wiishes @s4m-w1nch3st3r5287 @chaoticevilanddowntofuck @pizzarollpatrol @mizzzpink @cliffordevious @iliketowrite02 @megansescape @feelmyroarrrr @moonlitskinwalker @arryn-nyxx 

Dean tag: @akshi8278 @14readwritedraw96 @anokhi07 @lupine-princess

‘Stop being a coward and get it over with, idiot!’ You closed your eyes tightly as you slowly started banging your forehead off the steering wheel. ‘I can’t believe how much of a chicken shit, I am.’

You had been sitting outside the bunker now for thirty minutes and still you couldn’t bring yourself to get out of the car. ‘I’d rather face a nest of hungry vamps then have to go in there.’ You chuckled darkly, big ‘well 5’3, but whatever,’ bad ass hunter afraid of the place she lives. Well, not the place, but the who that was currently inside. Three words, Dean. Fucking. Winchester.

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  • 1. Thank you! I’m really glad you’re enjoying isfj ^-^
  • 2. All the types will appear before the end of the 1st chapter (which will be the end of the welcome party basically) for a list of the characters who have appeared already please check the “character bios” tag 
  • 3. see above
  • 4.

           darn those heart stealing estps!!!!

  • 5. Thanks! See the answer to question 2
  • 6. Thank you! See the answer to question 2
  • 7. It is fairly easy! we’ll start uploading there hopefully next week.
  • 8. Thank you! esfj is a favorite of mine to draw so I’m glad you like him
  • 9.

       They aren’t quite sure what to make of that. (ironically the two couples INFPwriter and I actually ship do involve these two but not together lol) 

  • 10. Yep! INTP is a girl ^-^ INFPwriter gave me mostly free reign when deciding the character’s genders so I just based INTP off of my bestie
  • 11. Thank you so much!
  • 12. Thanks! Stay tuned!
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  • 14-18. Thank you all so much! it means a lot that people are looking forward to the updates.

A couple of days ago, was telling my dear friend @erikamariapell how I had this in my drafts - and today seemed like a good day to actually post it.

My current aesthetic is Bughead Soulmates Fic.

I need there to be a million of them. I’ve read like 5 and I’m hooked. HOOKED!

I don’t care if it’s their name or initials or the first thing they speak to one another tattooed on them. Or bumps and bruises turning the other person colours. Or only seeing in black and white until they meet (oooh what if Bughead always could see colour since they met as children!?) 

Or a timer built into their arm to indicate when they’ll meet their true love (like “Timer” the super cute film - if you haven’t seen it you should! And then write me a Bughead!Timer fic! lol.) but yeah. 

Any kind of Soulmate Fic would make me happy today. 

Fic writers - do a girl a solid. *pupydog eyes*

Write it or Rec it. I’m easy. Just tag me so I can actually read it. lol.

Excuse to draw the Original Best Girl turned into “lol what if my half-baked AU had actual art for it”


So I was scrolling through my personal dashboard and came across this girl (dunno who it is) and was like… ‘wait a minute, she looks like someone” then it dawned on me, she looks like my Ollie lol. Same freckles, eyes, mouth, face shape. Just different eyebrows. So there you have it folks, this is what Ollie would look like if she were a real person haha. 

anonymous asked:

You're so talented and have a way with words... Would you be able to tell us how we could figure out someone's Mercury sign through their Tumblr tags?

Okay so

Aries is 100% caps.
Taurus never fucking tags anything unless it’s like “Love yourself ❤️” cause it’s their queue thing
Gemini tags shit like fUckiNG THIS BC IT TAKES TOO MUCH EFFOrt to to unhit the fuckING CAPS BUTTON SO ILL JUST WAIT UNTIl i do that aCCIDENTALLY. It’s a mess.
Cancer always does the “Self care ❤️ Self love ❤️” or it’s literally just #depression
Leo is every. fucking. tag. possible. #B&W #Photo #Photography #Meme #LoL #Puns #Color #Funny #Cute #Girls #Tag #TaggityTag It often doesnt make sense and theres a thousand of them
Virgo is another #Selfcare #Selflove #Takeyourmeds queue tag
Libra is always SO! EXCITED! and talks about how cute things and are like #love this make up someone should buy it for me lol
Scorpio tags their shit with the most sarcastic tags but refuses to post them
Sagittarius doesnt tag shit, but instead actually reblogs to comment on them
Capricorn doesnt tag, but when they do its always 100% what its about
Aquarius is their own social commentary and disapproval
Pisces is a short amount of tags that go with the topic but is typically also extremely excited and tells an entire fucking 60,000 word novel in the tags about the time THEY had a dog, and it was cute.

anonymous asked:

kinda funny how most of ur followers actually followed u bc theyre interested in ur skin care tag and stuff and now that u got all the attention ur replies are just so... rude? like what would it cost u if u helped a girl with her skin care routine? honestly... replying with "pay me" isnt really nice lol,,,, where's ur "girl power" now? :/ idk ... lmao unfollowed

Do you ever read something and you can just feel the whiteness and liberal feminism radiating from it.
This is so funny for so many reasons because “now youve got all the attention” as if i need it or as if i didnt have it beforehand or irl.
also “what does it cost u to help a girl out with her routine” it costs fucking at least 45 minutes and me asking her 81929 questions beforehand. It costs me not doing productive things that i couldve done instead, like my actual fucking job, taking care of my grandpa and my 6 cats, cleaning, housekeeping, cooking, gardening, and much much more that i need to do every day.
Its sooo funny that you use “feminism” as your argument here because this is the most ignorant thing ive ever read. You expect me to do intellectual labour for free for everyone. All day. The fact that you obviously dont know how much work it would be do make a fucking routine up for someone from scratch as if im their personal fucking dermatologist and esthetician, who get paid like $100 for this shit and think ill just do it for free and the fact that you think that just because theyre women im not allowed to be rude when theyre ignorant is literally so fucking stupid. Also its so obvious that you dont know shit about this so why the fuck are you criticising me on MY labour that you dont know shit about? you dont fucking know what it takes or how long i spend reading and researching in a day and you have the audacity to send me angry ANONYMOUS messages about how “wrong” i am.
Also if my replies are “soooo rude :///”, what the fuck would your dumb ass do if you got 30 of the same fucking questions a day, that couldve been answered if some idiots scrolled down for 10 seconds.
Your “feminist” ass really thinks that women are supposted to do intellectual labour for free and arent allowed to be angry. Girl if you dont get your ass our of here.