may keep i guess

animation I did about ideas coming to life and things coming out of nothing

I definitely want to clean it up a bit cause i made it in firealpaca but for now here she is… the fruit of my love and labors

(I recommend using tumlrmobl’s gif feature to slow parts down frame by frame- slide your finger back and forth over the gif at the speed of your preference and it should work)

/edit yeah it’s mp100

5/ days of hobi

Made a new item for my players

Our newbie Sorcerer didn’t understand when he was rolling his character (and he didn’t really want help) so he ended up with -1 Constitution and is now stuck with it. But I feel bad that I didn’t catch it so I’m making a magic item that gives him extra Constitution at the expense of some of his other stats. 

“What is the item?” you ask. Let’s take a look, shall we?

Pants of Constitution

If you’re wearing these pants* in public, you’re a braver person than I am.

+3 Constitution 

-3 Charisma

-3 Intimidation

*Ask the Dm what they look like.

“What do these pants look like?” you may wonder. Well, these pants just happen to look like this-

I really hope you guys don’t mind me spamming your dash but I rlly wanna say this because I feel like you guys don’t really know nor do I show it enough… I just wanna give you guys a big thank you. Just the biggest thank you. Your support means everything to me. Every tag every ask, both anon and non anon, every direct message or submission sent in support of my art and me myself and even just the kind thoughts in your mind… just thank you. Thank you for your criticisms and thank you for your praise. Thank you guys for taking the time out of your day to give a second to what I make and what I consider doing. I say often I’ll do things that you request and most of the time never get to it sadly due to busy and issues, but your still here. I bounce from drawing things I like to things just for you guys and your still here. Days will go by without art and your still here. Problems will come up and your still here. I owe you guys my everything. You guys are the reason I wake up and consider moving my body just to spend hours to make something new. You guys are the reason I keep going and doing what it is i love. I get no real support in my household and having you guys makes up so much for that because I know maybe not everyone but you guys care. And that’s all I’ll ever need. Thank you for giving me a chance to grow here. Thank you to those who have been with me since the very beginning and watched me grow. And thank you to those who are still continuing. Thank you. Just thank you. Because if it weren’t for you guys I wouldn’t be drawing still today. I probably would have given up. If it weren’t for you guys I wouldn’t know what it is i want to do later on. I doubt myself and my art constantly. But you guys really help me see past my doubt and allow me to admire it for what I shame it to be. I promise I’ll do my best to continue growing. Learn from my mistakes, and experiment more so that I can keep doing the best I can. I owe you guys everything. I really do. I may not respond to every message (I forget;;; then I get anxious answering messages late) but I read them all and I sure as hell appreciate every single one. Thank you for being here…. just thank you so much..

man i managed to hold back yesterday but y'all are really testing my patience today fam…


I feel and look horrible but Snapchat makes me look somewhat okay

I had an epiphany the other night…. Arin’s alter can be called evilraptor

I feel satisfied now that I’ve discovered this.

I'm comin' home (AJ Styles x Reader)

(First Fic on tumblr! I know I’m not the best writer in the world but I can’t get better if I don’t keep writing and practicing! I’ve read through it twice and didn’t see any grammar/spelling errors but if I notice one later I’ll fix it!)
Characters: AJ Styles, you, a little Dean Ambrose, mention of Nikki Bella
Warnings: Angst, possible cheating
Very loosely (like you can see it if you close your left eye and close your right eye) based on the song Hold On by the Scott Brothers And a special shoutout to one of my favorite blogs llowkeys (my mobile won’t let me tag) for being my go to AJ source for all things from sassy answer to anons to very sexy pictures of the one and only AJ. You helped inspire this so I hope you like it.

It’s been four days. Four days since I’ve talked to AJ. Its not for lack of trying on my part either. I’ve tried calling, face-timing, and texting him and he never responds. He’s never done this before. Normally he calls me all the time when he’s on the road. During the day he’d send me pictures of him out and about with his coworkers/friends. And on nights when I really missed him I could convince him to FaceTime me so I could see his smiling face. But now I can’t get him to talk to me.
I tried to think back to the last time we talked. About 5 days ago he called me from a town in Ohio where Smackdown was being taped. He said he was getting ready for bed and wanted to say goodnight to me. We talked for an hour before hanging up. I don’t think any negative things were sad. He was pretty happy with how Smackdown turned out. I, of course, had watched and told him how proud I was of him. We talked about how he would be home in 5 days, which meant he would be home today. I couldn’t think of anything that would make him mad at me. Maybe I said something and he misunderstood me. I guess I’ll find out when he comes home and I’ll explain everything.
AJ would be home around 6 tonight. I had everything planned out on how to figure out why he stopped responding to me. I’d cook his favorite meal and we’d talk over dinner. Once noon rolled around I decided to head to the store and pick up the ingredients for dinner. I get dressed and head out. I walk around the grocery store grabbing anything I’ll need for tonight. I check over my shopping and see the next item on the list is seasonings. I push the cart to the aisle and look for the seasons I need. Then I hear someone talking. Normally I would never listen in on a strangers conversation but I could have sworn they said AJ’s name. We lived in a somewhat small town, as a way to distance ourselves from the spotlight AJ lives in when he’s on the road. It was normal for people to gossip especially about the town celebrity. I looked around and saw two woman I didn’t know at the other end of the aisle looking away from me. “I’m telling you Helen it’s true. My son Jimmy told me. He has one of those wrestling fan sites and someone posted a picture of AJ Styles with some girl in his lap at a bar. And it was for sure not his fiancée.” “I don’t know Nancy. I’ve run into him a few times. He seems like such a nice guy. And I’ve seen him and (Y/N), I think that’s his fiancées name, out on dates a few times when William and I go out. They seem pretty happy and pretty in love.” “Let’s see if I can find the site my son showed me.” The first woman, Nancy, said pulling our her phone. “Well it’s not the same website but there’s quite a few links on here. Poor (Y/N). I wonder if she knows yet.” Both women shrug and start up on a new topic while walking father from me and to a new aisle. I get my phone from my purse and google ‘AJ Styles cheating’. AJ and I wanted to keep our relationship semi private. I didn’t want to the spotlight but he felt like it was important that people know we were together. He figured it may help keep gold digger girls off him. But I guess that wasn’t working. Google finally pops up results and I don’t believe my eyes. At least seven websites are reporting on AJ with different woman. I open a few of the links and almost cry right there in the grocery store. Dozens of pictures of AJ are posted. Each one he has a beer in one hand and a different girl near him or on his lap. This must be some joke. I look through the other websites and it’s all the same. I close my phone and walk out of the store without the items I was shopping for. I was in no mood to cook for him tonight. Tonight would be him explaining to me what the hell is going on. Once I get home I start crying. Why would AJ cheat on me? Was he getting tired of me? Was this his way of calling off our wedding that was only 3 months away? After a few minutes of tears and questioning everything I decided to find out some truth. I had only been to live shows a few times but while I was there some of the super stars gave me their numbers in case of emergency and I couldn’t get a hold of AJ. I look through my contacts and just decide to try Dean Ambrose. He and AJ didn’t get along well but he was always nice to me and I imagine he was also at bars and would tell me the truth. He doesn’t seem like the kinda guy to sugar coat things. Right as I’m about to hit the call button a text from AJ finally appears. “Sorry babe can’t make it home this week. Something came up we all have to stay. Try to be home next week. - AJ” What? He wasn’t coming home at all? We haven’t seen each other in a month or talked in almost a week and the only thing he has to stay is Sorry. He didn’t say he missed me or that he loved me? Once I read the message again to make sure I’m reading it correctly I call Dean. It rings three times then he answers. “This is Dean.” “Hey Dean. This is (Y/N) (Y/L/N). AJ’s fiancée. Have you seen AJ lately? He hasn’t been answer my calls and I’m worried about him.” I decide not to jump straight to the is my fiancé cheating on me line. “I’ve seen him a few times since the show. Seems like he’s fine. Hasn’t been making that stupid face he makes when he’s pissed.” “Okay. Now, um, this is really awkward but to ask but I figured you out of all people would give me a straight answer. I’ve seen the pictures on social media of AJ at bars with other women. Are those real? Is that really happening?” There’s a silence on the other end of the line. That can’t be good. It means he is trying to find the right way to tell me AJ is cheating. “Yeah they are. I’m sorry (Y/N). After the first time it happened we figured he was drunk and not thinking straight. Nothing happened the girl just danced on him and sat with him. When it happened again the next time Nikki Bella asked him what he was doing since he has a fiancée and all. He just snapped at her and told her to mind her own damn business. She thought about telling you but then realized no one but AJ knew your number.” With every word he said my world came crashing down. AJ was cheating on me. “So he starting talking girls back to his room?” “He took them somewhere.” “Is it true that something came up and you all have to stay for another week? He just sent me a text saying that.” “Yes that one is true. They scheduled wrong and our week off is in a week not this week. Listen I’ve gotta go but I’ll talk to AJ for you. I won’t tell him you know about the girls but I’ll tell him to actually call you since you’re worried about him.” “Okay. Thanks Dean you’ve been very helpful.” “No problem (Y/N). I hope things work out.” And with that the phone call is ended. For the next few days AJ still doesn’t call. Dean has started texting me updates on him though. He told AJ to call me and AJ said he would at some point but that hasn’t happened. Dean did say he hasn’t been hanging around any girls at the bars so that’s good I guess. I can’t believe the only contact I’m having with my fiancé is through a guy he can barely stand. During the rare moments I’m not thinking about AJ I’m thinking about our wedding. The wedding that might be called off. I had already bought a dress but I could sell it only. Same with the rings. The stone in my engagement ring was my grandmothers so I’ll take the stone back and him the rose gold setting back. I’ll see if I can take his silver band back to the jeweler where I bought it. Food could easily be canceled. Same with venue and hotel rooms among other odds and ends. I’d have to tell my family. That would be a mess. I’d have to move out of the house since it was his before we got together. I’d probably have to move back to home with my parents and find a job to save up money to rent an apartment. And here I thought I was living in a perfect fantasy world. Guess not. Today is a week later which means AJ should be home today. I don’t know if I’m ready. I’ve trying to mentally prepare myself for the last couple of nights. My phone started ringing while I was making my self some lunch. I knew who it was before I even looked at the caller ID. AJ had set his intro music has his ringtone on my phone. Everyone else was stuck with the generic ringtones preset on the phone. I take a deep breath before answer. “Hello.” “Hey Darlin’ I’m packing up now and I’ll be at the airport soon. So I’ll be home in about 3 hours. Is my girl gonna be waiting on me?” That’s what I normally did. I would go to the airport and wait for him to land and once I saw him I would run into his arms. But how could he be acting so casual? After everything that has happened. I take another breath and decide to call him out on it. “You’ve been cheating on me. And don’t lie either. I’ve seen the pictures and I’ve talking with Dean Ambrose. You didn’t talk to me for days and I have to find out you’ve been hanging around other women at bars from two strangers in the grocery store. And even when Dean told you I was worried and you to call me you didn’t. So tell me what the hell is going on? Is this your way of saying you want to call off the wedding and break up? Should I start packing my bags now and book a plane ticket to my parents?” By the end of this I’m crying. “Darlin’. Please don’t cry. I-I… It’s a lot to explain. I promise I don’t want to call off the wedding. I love you. Once I get home I’ll explain everything to you. Okay?” He sounded sincere. Like he was sorry. “I’ll be at the airport. It’s raining here and you should walk in the rain.” “Thank you Darlin’. I have a surprise for you. You’re gonna love it. I’ll see you soon. I love you.” “I love you too.” It’s such a knee jerk reaction I don’t have time to stop myself from saying it. But then again I do still love him. I start getting ready to head to the airport. After a shower, where I think about everything AJ said, I get dressed and do hair and makeup. Then I get to the airport and want by the baggage claim for AJ. Twenty minutes and a lot of games of phone solitaire later I hear people walking towards the area where I’m standing. I put my phone in my purse and look up. He’s one of the last to get to the claim area. I walk over to him and don’t say anything. He smiled a somewhat sad smile at me and waits for his suitcase to arrive. Once it does he grabs it and we wordlessly walk to the parking lot. “Do you want me to drive?” This is the first thing he says to me. “No. I couldn’t find the keys to the truck so I had to bring my car and you don’t like driving my car.” I say as we reach my car. He puts his bag in the backseat and we both get in. The drive is silent. Which is so unusual for us. Normally he’s telling me about his trip and at some point his hand will makes its way to mine and doesn’t let go until we are home. We reach home and head inside. AJ sets his suitcase in our room and comes back out to the living where I’m sitting on the couch waiting on his explanation. He sits in the chair across from me and sighs dragging his hand down his face. Something he does when he’s nervous or doesn’t want to talk about something. “I promise nothing happened with those girls. I didn’t sleep with any of them. I didn’t kiss them. Nothing happened. I only brought one back to my room and as soon I opened the door I thought of you and sent her away. I don’t know what got into me Darlin’. I guess I’m just worried about the wedding. I’m getting nervous. I don’t want what happened last time to happen again.” This would be AJ’s second marriage. The first ended in divorce. “But it won’t. I love you and would never cheat on you like she did. You are the only guy in the world for me. I care about you more then I care about myself.” I try my best to hold back the tears in my eyes but they slip anyway. AJ leans closer to me and wipes them away before sitting back straight. “I know that. And I was being stupid. And I am so sorry Darlin’. I promise it won’t happen again. These last two weeks I’ve been an idiot and I can’t believe I hurt my favorite girl for such a stupid reason. Can you forgive me?” “Hey can I be so sure it won’t happen again? There’s just a few months until the wedding and even after that things could happen.” “Come on the road with me. You’ve always said you want to travel and see new places. We would have to be more public with our relationship but you know I love you and you love me why not let people how much we love each other.” He moves from the chair to the couch and takes my hand in his. “Please forgive me Darlin’. I’ll do anything to prove how sorry I am.” I look down at our hands together. My tiny fingers laced with his bigger ones. Light reflecting off the stone in my ring. I look up to his face and I can see the sadness in his blue eyes. I take free hand and brush an out of place from his forehead and smile. “Okay. I’ll forgive you. And I’ll come on the road with you too.” His face breaks out into one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen and he kisses me for the first time in over a month. It’s simple, soft, and full of love. We pull apart and I lean into his chest and he wraps his arms around me. “Where’s my present? You said you bought me something?” He looks at me for a spilt second and laughs. “We just had a very touching heart-to-heart talk and now all you can think about is your present?” “Well if it’s from you then it’s bound to be an awesome present.” “It’s in my suitcase. I’ll go get it.” I lean up so he can get off the couch. He disappears to our bedroom and soon returns with a plain blue gift bag. He sits back down and pulls me on to his lap. “Here you go Darlin’.” He hands me the bag and I immediately reach my hand in. What I pull out is a t-shirt. One of his WWE merch t-shirts. A shirt that I probably have at least 3 more of in my dresser. I look at AJ for a moment confused and he takes the shirt and turns it around. On the back it says ‘AJ’s wife & Number 1 Fangirl’. I smile and giggle a little before setting the shirt aside. “I love it. I’ll wear it to every show. Make sure everyone knows who my man is.” “Damn right you’ll show them. If you start hanging around backstage I don’t want those idiots to think you’re free game. You’re mine.” “Yes I’m yours. Very happily yours.” I smile and kiss him again before he starts telling me all about his month on the road.

rasticoresbride  asked:

Can you please write a ghost tom and ghost Marco where they become ghost together

Sure I can! This was an interesting idea and I really liked writing it!!!!!!!! I hope you like reading it haha!
I hope this is what you were thinking of, because Tom and Marco died at different points in time, this is how they meet as ghosts right after Marco dies. And Tom shows him being a ghost isn’t all that bad!
At first I thought the Tomco was becoming a little forced here, but then I thought about how desperate one might be after over two hundred years of being all alone so… here we are! It may seem forced but I guess just keep that in mind. Tom is very lonely and you’ll see why.

Tom tried to look past the trees and see the town. How it changed after two hundred years. Looking out the window had become something he did everyday, and nothing was different. All he could see was the old overgrown yard, and the old oak trees; blocking his view to the outside world. But today was different.

When Tom peered out the window he saw somebody sitting in the middle of the yard. A young boy, around his age… and he was sobbing. Tom flew down the steps and out the front door to get a better look, he couldn’t go past the porch, so he had to squint. “Who… is that?” Tom spoke to himself, not trying to be quiet.

“Who’s there!?” The other boy’s head shot up. Tom fell back in shock, curious as to how he could hear him. But the question was answered when he saw the other boy float up off the ground.

“You’re a ghost too?” Tom mused. The boy spun around in fear.

“Who are you!?” He asked. “You can see me?” He asked. Tom nodded. “Oh thank god! Please, tell me what’s happening I-I don’t know what to do!” He cried, running over to where Tom was standing on the porch. “Nobody can see me! I-I don’t know what happened!”

Tom just held totally still. He hadn’t had interaction with a person for over two hundred years. He was nervous and unsure of what to say. “Please help me!” The boy begged. He then looked closer at Tom, he fell back when he saw his pale blue eyes, and the bluish mist that collected around his feet, and the boy gasped when he saw the ghost floating.

“Oh my god…” The boy looked in pure fear. “What… what are you?”

“Dead…” Tom finally spoke. “We both are.”

And with those words the other boy turned and tried to run away, but as soon as he tried to leave the yard, he felt a white hot pain and seemed to just teleport back. He sat there for a long time, staring at the edge of the yard. He stood to his feet shakily and turned around. Tom was still on the porch, he tilted his head.

“That… won’t work… I’ve tried.” Tom mumbled. “I can’t get past that step.” He explained, pointing to one of the steps on the porch.

“This can’t be happening.” The boy fell to the ground and continued to cry. Tom just watched him cry for a long time. It’d been so long since he talked to somebody. Are you supposed to comfort somebody when they cry? What did you say again when you meet somebody? Tom’s head shot up when he remembered.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“M-My name?” The boy wiped away some tears and Tom nodded.

“Your name. My name is Tom… uh… W-welcome to my home!” Tom grinned big. This was good! He was doing a great job at remembering how to greet people!

“I… I’m Marco.” The boy wiped away his tears. “Are you really a ghost?” Marco asked. Tom nodded and Marco made his way up to the porch. “I-I tried to call out to people but it’s like they can’t hear me!… Oh my god… I’m really dead.” Marco forced out before bursting into tears again. Tom bit his lip and tried to think of what to say.

“Uhm… this is my first conversation in a while… what do I say now?” Tom asked. Marco looked up confused and Tom rubbed the back of his head. “What do I say to you? How does this work?” Tom asked. Hearing this made Marco feel worse, and he just sat down on the stoop and cried. “H-hey now, it’s okay.” Tom tried.

“I’m all alone.” Marco sobbed.

“Can you… remember anything at all? About how you died?” Tom asked. Marco sniffled and shook his head. “Me neither…” Tom mumbled. He took a seat next to Marco and looked out at the yard. “So you have no clue why you’re linked to my house?” Tom asked. Marco shook his head. Tom closed his eyes and tried to think. A few nights ago, there was a sound, and somebody in his yard… he dropped something.

Tom strained his memory, but it was no use. He didn’t see enough to figure it out. He looked over at Marco who was crying again. “How… how long have you been dead?” Marco finally asked. Tom shook his head.

“A long time.”

“What do you remember?” Marco asked.

“Nothing… it’s been… long.” Tom squeezed his eyes shut and tried to get something– anything– to come back to him. But like always, he had nothing. “It’s been so long, I’ve been… all alone for so long… and I…” Tom gripped his hair and some of the objects around him began  to float. But this stopped when he felt something touch his leg. Tom gasped and ripped away when he saw Marco was giving him a comforting touch.

“Did I hurt you?” Marco asked, confused.

“I haven’t… I’m sorry.” He forced out. He was so unused to speaking with somebody, and physical contact was something he’d forgotten about entirely. Tom reached out, a little scared, and touched Marco’s hand. He could feel Marco, and even though he was a ghost, something about him made him feel so warm.

“It’s okay, it’s fine.” Marco assured. Something about seeing Tom freak out made him much more calm, like he felt the need to be the levelheaded one. “I just… where do I go? Where CAN I go?” Marco asked.

“Nowhere… you stay here.” Tom spoke, glumly. But then his head picked up and his face brightened. “You stay here! You stay here!” Tom jumped up and began laughing joyously. “You can see and hear me! And you’ll stay here with me!” Tom cried.

“What are you talking about?” Marco asked. Tom then stopped and turned around, blushing furiously when he realized how he was acting.

“I… I just… I haven’t had anyone for a long time and…” Tom tried off and Marco stood up. It was all clicking now, how awkward Tom was, his unfamiliarity to physical contact, how anxious he seemed. Marco looked close at the ghost.

“How long have you been all alone here?” Marco asked. “Just… you in this big, old house?” He asked. Tom fell silent and tried to think. “Can you… remember a time where you weren’t alone?” Marco asked. Tom’s breathing hitched and he looked unsure.

“It’s not all bad anymore…” Tom whispered. “I know you’re scared and confused but… just give me a chance to show you it’ll be okay… please… please stay here with me I-I can’t do it again I can’t be all alone anymore I… please give me a chance to show you, please I-” Tom began to ramble, and Marco cut him off.

“Shh, shh. It’s okay, I can’t go anywhere… I’m staying.” Marco assured. Tom closed his eyes and grabbed Marco’s hands, desperate to feel that contact again.

“Thank you.”

“Talk about stupid.” Eddy’s favorite catch phrase. 

Eddy takes his friends in both hands, albeit a little roughly, to have a little meeting.

In this perfect screenshot showcasing each of the Ed’s individual personality Eddy let’s his friends in on a secret. He knows a place that is practically invisible for them to hide.

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The event ‘A Hectic Day'will still happen if you marry Woofio!

There will be some changes in the script though, as your wedding ceremony was a private one so your family didn’t attend it and instead you delivered the news to them through letters.

According to Darius’ letter, it seems that MC and Woofio sent their picture to them…and it appears that he was without his costume in that picture!

Anyway, Darius described Woofio as a gentle looking likable young man in his letter, and Woofio does talk in a gentle and somewhat melancholic manner when he is being serious. Imo, he somehow gives off a vibe of the kind sawayaka (idk how to translate this, but basically it’s a warm and refreshing friendly char type) archetype in your typical anime/dating sims boy. Also, he seems to get shy and blush easily when he/MC does affectionate things.

Also, since he already has his human body back, it is safe to assume that he indeed has a bright blue marine hair and brownish gray eyes.

….I really want to see human Woofio now….I wonder if Marvelous will show it in the next update if there will be enough demand for it just like with Inari’s Wedding Attire….

Though I guess they may be will keep his feature forever a secret just for sake to keep his face as secret or something ;3;

We are reaching new lows, I guess?

anonymous asked:

Hey this is probably a weird question... but can you describe to me what TOPs personality is like? He seems like a private guy and in interviews he comes across as quite shy so it's hard to work out his personality, so I was wondering if you could give me a description of what he's like? :)

wow that’s a hard question tbh.

yeah the first thing you realize about him is that he’s a very private guy. he doesnt like talking about his family or anything private life for example, but that’s the case in many other idols as well. he often disappears for long periods of time without anyone knowing what he’s up to.

i guess he may seem shy in interviews bc he often doesn’t really talk much. and when he does, especially in concert video appearances or TV MCing, it’s usually reading from a teleprompter LOL. If you read actual interviews of his though, he has actually a lot of deep thoughts. (check out the blog topswisewords for some quotes of his :) )

sometimes some thoughts of his seem a little dark, too. 

and then, sometimes it’s a serious interview and everything and he opens his mouth and says the /stupidest/ things and everyone cracks up and it’s the BEST.

he’s also someone that’s really passionate about what he does. like, whenever you see footage of him at work, whether it’s filming or recording, you can tell that he’s 100% /there/ you know ? 

hmm, what else ? ah, his style and image are really important to him. he likes wearing elegant clothes and NEVER SHOWING HIS SKIN BASICALLY (yet still always manages to look hotter than anyone else in the room :///)

he seems like a humble guy too, whenever he’s complimented, he laughs it off shyly, it’s very cute. 

he doesnt like to be touched but doesnt seem to

mind to be the one

doing the touching

when it comes to his members~

he’s also and very VERY IMPORTANTLY





important quotes include :

‘i want to be a sexy grandpa’

'Daesung is dangerous’ (ie. for my sexuality)