hey, heres your daily reminder NOT to hate on andie because shes dating jack ! just because shes dating your favorite band member youd never have a chance with anyways doesnt mean shes a bad person ! you cant hate her unless theres a legitimate reason to hate her, which i have not found yet, but thats because i dont stalk her like the other 12 year olds (or people with the maturity of 12 year olds) on this website waiting to call her out !
and it goes the same with lisa, cas, or any other band member’s significant other ! dont hate/send hate to them because theyre in love with a band member that you have a crush on ! !!!be a decent person!!!
Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then, you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers. (Non-negotiable, positivity is cool~) 🌈🌈<3
HELLO BB HOW U DOIN’ TODAY
I love talking about myself but somehow simultaneously hate it idk I’m confused on more level than one, sO HERE WE GO
1. I love my sense of humor. I’m goofy and silly and theres nothing that makes me happier than making people laugh. I’m usually the first one to crack a joke at work or home or with friends to ease a tense situation or uplift someone when they feel sad.
2. I am an endless giver of love and help. If you need something, I fuckin’ got you. You need cash? If I have some to spare, it’s yours. You need a shoulder to cry on? Watch me drop what I’m doing to help. Sometimes I get very caught up in the feelings I have for other people that I forget myself, as a co-dependent that grew up in a house full of addicts. But, with age, I’m learning to be a little more selfish, to not always bottle up my feelings for the sake of others. But that doesn’t mean I can’t keep the giving part of me that I love so much. Making people feel good makes me feel good. Till the day I die, I want to be a helper.
3. I’m not always super satisfied with the way I look, but one thing that never changes is my love for my eyes. Green, blue, yellow. I’m truly expressive, but even superficially they’re pretty.
4. I take pride in my work. Sure, I’m a great receptionist, but I absolutely shine as a veterinary technician. I have so much knowledge after years of hard, hands-on learning. I assist in surgery, I draw blood, administer medication, place catheters, I calm nerves and quell concerns of pet owners. As many nurses are, I am the heart of the hospital and my knowledge is powerful, but so is my empathy.
5. I love my strength. I have, honestly, been through so much shit it’s fucking insane. Growing up in a house full of addicts as child, having your needs neglected, being a parent to your parents, no one hearing your cries for help. It is no fucking joke, and I suffered for the majority of my life. Lived in absolute poverty, struggled to find food and hopped from house to house just to get away from it all. I could have given up at any time and followed in my parents path of destruction, but I persevered and moved out as soon as I turned 18. My struggles definitely didn’t stop there, yet I persevered. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I battle toxic thoughts and struggle with my codependency, but I’m alive and that alone is enough reason to rejoice. I have come a long way, and I know I will become greater.
Akatsuki becomes a mercenary group for hire, as they did in Road to Ninja. This is more appropriately named the “everybody comes back to life and somehow things work out AU”… but as promised, 10 Akatsuki members in the timeline of The Last! Designing is fun (esp the village flak jackets) (・∀・)
See more extensive character/AU details below the cut!:
i hate how being bioware critical apparently means u dont love the games they put out like … shut up, bioware fucks up constantly, bioware has done things so bad they make me feel sick ranging from the way they write characters to the way they design women to the disgusting things bioware staff have said on social media —
but i love bioware’s games? i love them. nowhere is more home for me than in thedas, sitting around the campfire with zevran and morrigan or running around skyhold and kirkwall. i adore, so much, running around every version of the normandy, getting lost in the citadel, every beat of the romance with garrus, everything about miranda lawson’s character and being scared shitless of collectors
that doesn’t mean i have to sit back and praise them and to be honest i’m getting tired of the fact i feel like i have to quantify “this bioware thing is bad” with “but i love it/this game anyway” like stop being so self absorbed that you can’t see any reason why anyone would criticise this stuff
and yea im talking about criticism, not randomised hate, yet another distinction i can’t believe i have to make because theres always one asshole who comes out saying “[x] isnt criticism tho” like fucker do i look like im talking about that
Give me Dean, muggleborn that he is, imitating Steve Irwin in Care of Magical Creatures class, much to everyone's confusion except for Harry and Hermione who are. On the ground. Unable to breathe. And refusing to explain why.
Give me Harry, demisexual that he is, realizing that the reason he can't stop obsessing over Draco is because Draco is the one who saw - and subsequently disliked - 'Harry', and not The Boy Who Lived. Realizing that Draco was the only one to first talk to him for HIM, in that robe shop, and not his parents or fame (because even Ron and Hermione did that at first). And thus, leading to him randomly starting crying in the middle of lunch and claiming he's doomed, much to everyone's fear.
Give me Seamus, pyro that he is, super happy one Christmas when Hermione buys him a book on fire caution, flammable materials, and elements such as magnesium. Thus afterward, the mysterious fires that have always happened are far more safe and controlled.
Give me Luna, wonderful airhead that she is, being stared at as, calm as anything, she waltzes right into the Slytherin common room and starts talking to the mermaids like its absolutely normal. A first year drops a book he's staring so hard, because HOW DID SHE KNOW THE PASSWORD. Draco just sighs, gets up, goes over to her, and offers her tea.
Give me Draco. Who looks on as Neville offers Harry rhubarb pie that he made himself, as Harry stares forlornly at his Treacle Tart, and makes and annoyed sound. "Dammit Longbottom he hates bittersweets." The Slytherins stare and Pansy just mutters "How do you even know these things. Merlin, help him realize."
Give me Parvati, who is being constantly mistaken for her sister by Ron, who panics and screams "IM A LESBIAN" when it gets to be too much.
Give me Ron, who stares wide-eyes from a distance whenever he sees Padma from that moment on for a full week, until Padma flips out too and hexes him. Parvati awkwardly wonders why Ron starts getting scared whenever she tries to approach from then on, since she knows Ron doesn't have problems due to that sort of thing from how he handles Harry.
Give me the thirty or so of the school's Muggle-raised, who made the mistake of showing their folks howlers, and react accordingly whenever one of the families sends one that is just a recording of Rick Astley, or High School Musical, or spoilers for Doctor Who. And the Wizard-raised just... staring... in fear... watching their savior and multiple other students as they run around screaming and crying in an absolute panic for some reason even though it was a different student that got the weird howler.
Give me Harry, whose hair surprises people by being dark red like his mother's when in direct sunlight. And usually at the Weasley den they're inside, but one day Harry joins them outside for a picnic, and Molly is so confused about where Harry went to then has do do a mental tally of her children.
Give me George, who in the midst of the final battle, hit Lucius with an Anaticula curse, so that every spell he tries makes a duck instead. And the Death Eaters are just so confused. "Lucius... is that a duck?"
Give me the Gryffindor common room. The new first years suggest Monopoly for game night. The entire room goes dead silent. One first year tries to ask what they did wrong. "Never mention that game again," is the only response they get. "But why-" "NEVER TALK ABOUT SIXTH YEAR. WE NEVER TALK ABOUT SIXTH YEAR." Their brave upperclassman Neville yells, trembling. Hermione starts crying. Harry goes into a panic attack. Ron whispers, "There are many reasons we don't talk about sixth year. If The Incident had been the only thing that happened, we would only not talk about The Incident. Many things happened that year. Thus, we do not speak of that year, or of that game."
Give me McGonagall, who struggles to control the cat population, because while students are told to have their cats fixed you know not all 100 students that brought cats did so. Her curling up around a litter that lost their mother to illness. Training them to stalk the corridors. Albus had his ways of getting information, and hers is the spy network of cats.
Give me muggleborns singing everything from Phantom of the Opera to Katy Perry in the corridors. Singing We Will Rock You to a pureblood who disses them for it. The purebloods thinking the weird songs and their tunes are some kind of Rite of Passage and fleeing whenever a muggleborn student starts singing. Altering song lyrics. "I throw my ferret in the air some-times, singin EEEEEEEYO, this is DRAAAAAACO!"
Give me muggleborns that are really confused about the whole quill instead of pens things, throwing transfigured pokeballs in Care of Magical Creatures, the band students bringing kazoos and harmonicas and the wizrd-raised students that are just so confused as to how those things even work, because it must be some sort of air magic, right??
Give me muggleborns making entire conversations out of pop culture references specifically to confuse some Slytherin who just called one girl a Mudblood. "These are not the droids you were looking for." "I'm right on top of that now Rose, I promise." -jazz hands-
Give me muggleborns with Patronus that are things like Pikachu, velociraptors, the quiet Canadian transfer student with a moose patronus the size of a SMALL HOUSE, the one whose is a angeled-out Castiel, the one whose patronus is the democrat donkey and another the republican elephant and the two, previously best friends, become mortal enemies rivaling the fame of Harry and Draco.
Give me muggleborns hugging each other before break, promising to 'call' each other, trading weird codes, how they can't wait to go for 'sushi' or planning that trip together to 'disneyland' where they can go flying?? But no one's allowed magic?? Or flying?? And the wizard-raised think that somehow, shockingly,<i> these children totally new to our world have developed a way to cheat the system?? Muggleborns are badasses!!</i>
Give me muggleborns who are fully aware that the anti-tech wards were made when, like, radios barely even existed, much less cellphone towers and microprocessors, so while they can't turn them on inside the stone school walls there's this group that Harry joins constantly that just sit there in silence staring at these tiny things and sometimes randomly laughing hysterically, and every now and then standing and just running all the way across to the other side of the lake all at the same time with no signal whatsoever. The purebloods are <i>terrified</i> of this frequent happening.
Give me Harry, Hermione, Dean, and Justin from the D.A, muggleborns they are, doing a movie night every week to help the D.A. relax and bond. They re-start this after the battles, during eighth year, with several other people such as the returned Slytherins joining in. The entire year they play things like Tangled, The Breakfast Club, Brave, Lion King. But then the last four weeks, they announce they don't want to mislead everyone that everything is all fun and rainbows. The last four movies are My Sister's Keeper, The Shining, Marley and Me, and for the last week, a marathon of the entire Jurassic Park series.
Give me Hufflepuffs, who secretly are very relieved to be the 'normal' House. Jocks over there, know-it-alls over there, goth wannabees over there, now lets go camp out by the kitchens we're gonna need it to survive the next seven years like this.
Give me Ravenclaws who are so done with the riddles when they stumble back at midnight after having fallen asleep in the Library. "What's the truth?" "THE TRUTH IS THAT I WILL SET YOU ON FIRE IF YOU DON'T LET ME IN."
Give me the Trio, who use the Marauder's Map to find the most absolutely ridiculous routes to class, knowing every single one of the shortcuts. It's not odd for them to simply appear out of the ceiling. One day the new first years try to follow them, to learn the school better, but it doesn't go so well because then they try to go through a disappearing wall the Trio just did they instead run headfirst into it, and the next time they do behind a tapestry, down a waterside, around some sort of tower, causally past an entire doorless room full of bats, and somehow come out on the complete other side of the castle.
Give me Draco whose just completely had it with Harry's staring and confronts him, like they always do, and Harry just blurts out that he likes Draco's new haircut and can he touch his hair, and Draco so shocked he lets him. "Potter stop treating me like a cat I'm evil remember? Bloody hell have you gone daft?!" "But... it's soft..." "I hate you." But he just can't find any anger over this, so there's like no venom whatsoever in it and Harry can't stop giggling.
Give me Ginny, who can't stop giggling as Luna confuses the fuck out of an entire crowd with her way of speaking, and who during seventh year could 100% get away with insulting the Death Eaters because of the way she said things. Who after Luna used said tactic to get her out of a Crucio punishment just clung to Luna, shaking, and realizing that she loves Luna so much for this very reason. That there will never be another person like Luna in her life, ever.
Give me Harry, who was not really well educated while living at the Dursleys, who couldn't read very well but was wonderful at sneaking around, little tricks like hiding things, and loved music. He taught himself magic tricks, and MERLIN ALMIGHTY THIS 11 YEAR OLD KID HAS MASTERED VANISHING SPELLS, WHAT, HOW, and Percy, uptight prefect he is, just looses it.
Give me Ron walking in on Harry talking to some random snake in their dorm room, laughing like the snake said a particularly good joke, tipping his head and smiling as he responds, the python slowly curling up his arm to rest over his shoulder. Ron freezes, stares, and then slowly backs away, closes the door and stands there staring at it for a full half hour in absolute horror.
Give me the rest of the D.A. walking into the Room of Requirement and hearing screaming, Dean shrieking that he's going to murder someone, Hermione crying, Justin cursing like a sailor yelling for everyone to stop, and the rest panic and run around the corner and there the four Muggle-raised students are. With some sort of odd device in their hands. Playing Mario Kart.
pretty basic! the shading feels a bit weird and so does the water after long inspection, nice baby buoy though! 8/10
the bold lining seems a bit weird but i like the realistic touch of water!! freaky but soft buoy 9/10
microsoft kind of butchered this one with the poor spine breaking pose and the lining. poor boy dont do that you could get hurt!!!!! 6/10
a big round buoy! big spherical buoy! big bulbous boy! chunky boy! 10/10
No. Shadings weird, thats not what water is, and theres no feeling behind those eyes. 1/10
very simple! a nice simple boy. probably likes writing and books. only problem is the water looks like a treesprout. a blue one. a plant whale. (not a bad idea actually but this isnt what its supposed to be) 9/10
messenger always comin at me with a tumblr feel. as much as i hate this hellsite i cant help but love the art on here. i like the idea of a soft but realistic boy! good design good design 10/10
i like the idea of a purple whale instead of a bloo one!! good idea but they screwed up the water 7/10
soft boy, thats really there is to say on the matter 8/10
look at him!!!!!! he’s so happy and smiley!!!!!!!!! 10/10
fuck you emojidex. fuck you for ruining my life with things like these. i woke up. had coffee and breakfast. and got on my computer to have a good day. not to see shit like this. when will you learn. when will you learn. when will you learn that your actions have consequences. there are actual people dying around in the world. there are actual people in their homes sobbing their eyes out right now. do you not think about the suffering people in the world? do you only think of yourself? you faceless men. dont try to relate to us. dont try and appeal to us. there are so many better things you could be doing than this. this. you’re wasting hard earned cash and equipment with things like this. are you not ashamed? are you not the slightest bit worried that someone might see this and frown? a whale used to be a holy symbol. a whale is like a silent, watchful guardian of the seas. then you disgrace such a beautiful creature with this. watch out emojidex. at 4am tonight. i’m coming for you. so keep your doors locked. your windows closed. and your eyes open. not like thats gonna change anything anyway.