maybe take me out

anonymous asked:

"yall stop this" re: someone posted uncredited art. But you still reblog 'mood boards' and aesthetic crap that is 100% uncredited photography. Lol. I guess not crediting an artist only matters if their art is in ur personal field right :) Fuck shit that may not affect you

When have I posted uncredited photography? No really, show me? I will take it down. 

“be my coach!”

seeing all the photos from the yoi museum makes me want to cry and draw more yoi :’))) <3

Write-O-Ween Prompts: Unusual and Rare Words Edition

As practice for the famous NANOWRIMO, a prompts list of unusual and rare words! I’ll try writing them: will you?

  1. Uncanny: strange or mysterious, especially in an unsettling way
  2. Chimerical: merely imaginary; fanciful
  3. Susurrus: a whispering or rustling sound
  4. Aubade: a song greeting the dawn
  5. Ephemeral: lasting a very short time
  6. Sempiternal: everlasting; eternal
  7. Euphonious: pleasing; sweet in sound
  8. Billet-doux: a love letter
  9. Pluviophile: any organism that thrives in conditions of heavy rainfall; one who loves rain, a rain-lover
  10. Redamancy: act of loving in return
  11. Lachesism: the desire to be struck by disaster; to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire
  12. Rubatosis: the unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat
  13. Nodus Tollens: the realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore
  14. Opia: the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable
  15. Monachopsis: the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place
  16. Énouement: the bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self
  17. Skulduggery: devious behavior
  18. Tatterdemalion: raggedly dressed person; looking disreputable or decayed
  19. Athazagoraphobia: the feeling of being forgotten, ignored, or replaced
  20. Oblivion: the state of being completely forgotten or unknown; connotes feelings of isolation and aloofness, which lead to the annihilation or extinction of the self metaphorically
  21. Abditory:  a hiding, safe place to disappear 
  22. Hiraeth: the homesickness for a home you can never return to; a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past
  23. Fernweh: the ache for distant places; the craving for travel
  24. Sonder: the realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own
  25. Kenopsia: the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet
  26. Kuebiko: a state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence
  27. Quiddity: the essence or inherent nature of a person or thing / an eccentricity; an odd feature / a trifle; a nicety or quibble
  28. Wayfarer: a traveler, especially on foot
  29. Nepenthe: a medicine for sorrow; a place, person or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering
  30. Gloaming: defined as twilight and dusk; the day’s end, the glittery, transient echo when time and nature meet
  31. Eunoia: literally meaning “beautiful thinking” / FREE SPACE

its been so long but im still trying to figure out how you could go from “i love you” to “i don’t care about you anymore” in such a short amount of time

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always // panic! at the disco

Church canonically has dissociative identity disorder. In canon, they use the old term, “multiple personality disorder,” but it’s the same thing. Church has DID.

“Like reverse-engineering a multiple personality disorder.” - Wash, in season 6, chapter 16.

I also believe it’s mentioned one other time, but I can’t quite remember when. If anyone remembers, please let me know.

Church also has C-PTSD, or Complex PTSD. It’s a different, more recently added version (if i recall correctly) of PTSD that describes the effects of prolonged trauma rather than just one event.

symptoms include:
difficulty with regulating emotion (bouts of depression, suicidal thoughts, explosive anger, etc)
dissociation
feelings of helplessness/shame/guilt (“This green indicates a high level of anger stemming from suppressed feelings of inadequacy.”)
isolation/distrust of others
a repeated search for a rescuer (“That’s why you made me, Church. You made me to take on all the things you can’t handle. Just like you always have.”)
feelings of hopelessness/despair (“They presented Alpha with scenario after scenario of stress and danger.” “They made it seem like his failures were hurting all of the people he cared about, and there was nothing he could do about it. It drove him mad. Broke him down even more.”)

Alpha Church was abused, created other personalities in his mind to protect himself from the abuse, finally put all memories of the abuse into one of those personalities and forgot about it completely (that’s DID). Then he lived the rest of his life with symptoms of C-PTSD because of the trauma, but couldn’t heal because he had no way of accessing those memories.

Then Epsilon came around, with C-PTSD and DID as well, except he got to learn about his trauma, face it, develop a strong relationship with the fragments(alters, in DID terms) that the Director had taken from Alpha, and heal/recover

Church (both Alpha and Epsilon) is canonically mentally ill. Please don’t ignore this.

Mchanzo Week Day 2

Canon Divergence || AU - Your typical baker/florist au because I love it and I am too uncreative to think of anything else! :)

The Inevitability of Our Story

Request: I was listening to Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis himself and I couldn’t help but think about Newt while listening to it idk its such a Newt song and then i thought of you and well, it sounds like a possible fic idea ;) ;) I know you have so many requests but i just wanted to put this out there, also to tell you that these kinds of songs remind me of Newt and then you and your amazing stories. Anyway, have a good day!

Word Count: 3,979

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by @dont-give-a-bother but also tagging @red-roses-and-stories @caseoffics @myrtus-amongst-the-stars @ly–canthrope @thosefantasticbeast2 @benniesgalaxy @studyforthreehands @whatinbenaddiction


                                                  I. For


Newt’s quill scratches against the parchment and he mumbles words under his breath, reading over his manuscript. Thunder outside rumbles, raindrops thump against the glass panes, and you plod over to Newt, dropping into the open spot next to him. He hardly notices as your forearm brushes his lightly, or the way you hum softly before tapping the back of his hand.

“Newt?”

“Yes?” He mumbles, eyes still scanning over his messy handwriting.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Yes?” The word is distracted, his attention only half on you. This manuscript is important. He’s almost finished editing his chapter on bowtruckles and other leafy beasts; best friend or not, he doesn’t want to pause his work until he gets through the last page of it.

“Why do mooncalves only emerge during full moons?”

He doesn’t look up from the parchment. “They have an affinity for it.”

“But why?” You question, resting your chin in one hand as you play with the leaf of a potted plant sitting on the table.

Newt glances up at you, wary. “You really want to know?”

You nod, lips puckered in confusion as the leaf turns a shade of blue.

His heart twists, chest warming as he sets down his quill, and Newt shifts, uncomfortable with the sudden change of his heart’s rhythm. “It’s only a theory right now.”

You meet his eyes and smile. “That’s all right. I’d still like to hear what you think.”

Newt tries to ignore the feeling in his chest. “Could it wait a couple of minutes? I’ve almost finished here.”

“I’ll wait.” You say it with another smile, reaching out to squeeze his arm gently.

Though he was unaware of it, Newt has been on the precipice of falling for quite some time. Only a lack of free time had prevented him from considering this, considering asking you on a date. It would really only take a gesture, a small nudge, to knock him off that cliff, to convince him to ask you out.

Your soft squeeze of his arm is that nudge.

He lifts his quill again, throat dry, fully prepared to edit more, but Newt can’t tear his eyes away from the gentle slope of your nose or the way you narrow your eyes at the color-changing leaf.

Three pages of the chapter still need to be edited, but Newt flips the notebook shut, taking a deep breath, praying the strange feeling will disappear after a good night’s rest. “The moon’s a signal to them.”

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A Bite to Eat

I’m DMing a Vampire: the Masquerade 2e game and ended up with two Ghouls and a (homebrewed-ish) Dhampir. They’re all new players and I’m explaining things to them about how the game works and things in the city. We reach the concept of Sheriff.

Player: ….is the sheriff hot?

Me: Maybe.

Player: ….could I take her out for a drink?

Me: Yes.

Player: Oh! And here I’d thought there’d be death.

Me: Also yes!

Player: …

Me: You’re the drink.

Amanda squints at Hugo from across the table. “This isn’t weird.” She says gesturing between them. Hugo raises both eyebrows at her. “This is not weird. This is not awkward.” She nods to herself and leans forward.

“I’m going to start calling you Hugo. You are going to promise not to break my dad’s heart or I’ll break your kneecaps. Both of ‘em.”

Dad pokes his head out of the kitchen, “You’ve been talking to Robert again, haven’t you?”

“Yeah, and he’s with me on this.” She stops squint/glaring at Hugo for a moment to look over at her dad. “Oh, and the threat goes both ways. Sorry, dad. If you hurt Hugo, Robert’s gonna break your kneecaps.”

“Good thing we don’t plan on hurting each other.” Hugo says, smiling over at Dad.

“Damn straight…” Dad says as he wanders back into the kitchen.

Amanda holds out a hand to shake, Hugo reaches out and shakes Amanda’s hand. “So… did you really call that kid a bitch that one time?” Hugo laughs and nods. “Huh. Always thought you were kind of boring, but you’re a total badass!”

Dad comes into the room again, and nudges Hugo. “Tell her the whole story. It’s amazing.” Without needing to be told twice, Hugo jumps into the story of that night.

Amanda decides in that moment that she likes Hugo, she likes the way he makes her dad laugh.

if you wanna read 10.4k words about high school seniors (they’re eighteen, everything is consensual and wonderful and cool) dean and cas and how dean forgot about a date he set up just for cas, then cas getting all pissy and ignoring dean, then dean doing something special and romantic and sweet for cas, then reminiscing over their earlier years of their relationship, steamy impala sex, and lots of fluff, then go right here friend and you will find exactly that

Empty Libraries

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Request: Could you do something fluffy w Lin, idk why but could you?- anon

Summary: “you’re talking to yourself in a silent library about how much you hate studying and how you’re going to fail, need help? i just so happen to major in that subject and oh shit, you’re really cute”

Warnings: first fic? otherwise just lots of fluff and a little awkward Lin.

A/N: have fun, and I’d really appreciate feedback!

Word Count: 1929

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       go where YOU want to go; if you have more than one blog try not to stress about how many drafts you have. It may seem like the end of the world if you haven’t replied in a few days, but the truth is the world is still spinning. You should go where you want to go! if you’re not feeling a certain blog then log out and go onto one you’re feeling, or log off and do something else! don’t force yourself to be somewhere just out of obligation. RP is supposed to be a hobby, it’s supposed to be fun and if you’re not enjoying being on a blog then maybe you need a break. You do you, don’t worry about anybody else! your blogs are yours and nobody else’s and nobody can tell you where to be. Taking a break from one blog to spend time on another doesn’t make you a bad person and i think that we as muns and people need to realise that.

Why Are You In My Bed?

Character Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Summary: Just a short drabble about Bucky having too much Asgardian Booze and the morning after.

WC: 1657


“Y/N! Heeeeeyyyyy! Where are youuuuu?”

She rolled her eyes as the slurred shouting and clunky footsteps grew closer.

“I’m in my room, Buck.” she shouted back

She peered her head from behind the bathroom door to find a very drunk Bucky Barnes standing in her bedroom.

“Always a fun time when Thor shows up…” she mumbled under her breath

“Heyyy why’d you leave the party early?” he slurred

The Avengers Tower was a gleaming beacon in the center of New York City and the home of many famous and lavish Tony Stark hosted parties. Tonight was a real banger. Y/N didn’t think Oscar parties had ever seen more celebrities and she was pretty sure the guy who hit on her at the bar was a Congressman.

“I was tired Bucky. Besides, you know parties aren’t really my thing.”

She left the party just as it was in full swing, choosing to ride the elevator to the floor that held her room instead of spending more of her evening with strangers. She was grateful to swap the heels and dress for sweatpants and the cocktails for a cup of tea.

“But you told me last week that if I filed the mission report, you’d save a dance for me at the party and youuuu forgot.”

She let out a sigh.

“Shit Bucky, I’m sorry.”

“Well just dance with me now.” he replied, reaching his arms out and making a grabby motion

“Give me five minutes to finish getting ready for bed.” she said

“Fine.” he pouted

She slipped back into the bathroom and hastily brushed her teeth. She sighed before exiting the bathroom again, mentally preparing herself to deal with a super soldier with too much Asgardian liquor in his system.

But Bucky was no longer standing in the middle of the room, waiting for an awkward dance between two friends who held more than a few feelings for each other. He was sprawled out, face down in her bed.

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Let Me Take You Out (Tom Holland x Reader)

Hello!!! Can I have one where the reader (a celebrity) is on Ellen and starts talking about how she has a celebrity crush on Tom Holland and he comes out and scares her? And this would be the first time they meet. And the reader is embarrassed and all this fluff? Thx :)


“So,” Ellen announces with a sly grin, “I heard a rumor that you have a celebrity crush on our new Spiderman, Tom Holland.” A cherry red blush blooms across your face and you raise your hands to shield yourself from the cameras jokingly. “No,” you deny loudly before admitting quietly, “okay maybe.”

Ellen laughs at your meek agreement and asks, “No boyfriend or girlfriend?” to which you respond, “I for real don’t have a boyfriend. I sit by myself and watch Law and Order.” which emits a cheer and laugh from the live studio audience. Ellen continues to embarrass you with your crush by saying, “So, If Tom Holland was here right now what would you say?” As you think, the man in question walks out onto the stage area and raises a finger to his lips to keep the crowd quiet. “Umm, I’d probably say ‘Please marry me, to be honest. I’d have to at least try,” you say after a few seconds of thinking.

“I won’t agree to marriage right now but maybe some point in the future, sweetheart. Let me take you out on a date first,” Tom says and places his hands on your shoulders as he stands behind you. Shocked by his appearance, you jump and turn around with your hands over your mouth. “Oh my lord, Hello! Hi!” You whisper and lunge into his arms for a hug. He laughs and embraces you before saying, “I was serious. Let me take you out on a date first. Then you can propose!”

Imagine

sportacus taking robbie to a pride parade and robbie starts crying out of happiness because he finally feels comfortable and accepted

Seduction Assist

Context; Same session as “Intimidation is key to Seduction”. This is an Overwatch-based session, and we have just met Zarya - a Goliath woman - who challenged us all to a spar. Now, my half-elf Ranger is a huge Lesbian Disaster™ and decides she wants to seduce the woman that could crush her with two fingers. Our Halfling Rogue, Halfling Cleric, and our Air Mephit Bard decide to help doing so.

Robin: (Rogue) I cover her eyes by jumping up her back!

Fenley: (Cleric) And I sweep her off her feet.

DM: Alright, Robin roll me Dexterity, and Fen roll me Athetics. (Robin rolled a 17, and Fenley a 15. Zarya failed her dex saving throw) Alright, she is toppling over and falling. You gonna go catch her, Adrie?

Adrie: (Me) Oh, definitely. I have a -2 on strength though, the only way this is gonna work is if I Nat20 it. [proceeds to roll a Nat20] Oh.

Windy: (Bard) [barely stifled laughter while the rest of the group hollers]

DM: [laughing] Alright, you just catch her in your big womanly arms, and she lands right in your lap. What now?

Me: (OOC) Honestly, I didn’t think I’d get this far. Help me out y'all. Help the twig hook up with the mountain of a woman.

Windy: Hm.. Oh! Pretend you’re hurt and that you have to go see Mercy.

Me: How– Oh, I get it. Perfect.

(Shenanigans happen, and Robin and Fenley have to roll persuasion rolls that I am simply too hurt to be treated by the - very capable - Cleric)

DM: Adrie, I’m gonna need you to roll me either a Deception or a Performance check to convince her.

Me: (OOC) Oh man.. I’m horrible at both! Well, here goes nothing. [rolls a Nat20 in Performance] Oh my god. The dice are with me!!

At that point, the entire party began laughing and hollering again.

DM: Alright, I think we can leave it at this point for this week. Since you’re all going out to drinks later in the session, maybe you can take her out to dinner then.

Me: [wheezing with laughter] Definitely.

The Pawns And The Kings

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Originally posted by bangtanbtsmut


Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Smut

Plot: The reader is kidnapped, left alone in utter darkness. Once the day of her auctioning comes, she’s given to the head of one of the worlds most powerful gangs, Jungkook. She was nothing but a gift to him. But her little soul turns out to have the power to turn the tides in the worlds angriest ocean. And it turns out, Jungkook isn’t the only man whom eyes have settled upon her.

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there will be people who use you. they are good at getting close so you care about them. when they see your scars, they’ll flash their own. you will feel kin to them. you know what it is to struggle with things.

and at first you think: they’ll help me if i help them.

but it doesn’t happen. you love them deeply so you always pick up the phone. it doesn’t matter that you have a test the next day or that you’re going through things of your own. you support them.

they are good at pretend. they will play like they are your friend, so you endlessly give to them. after a while you realize: it really doesn’t matter what’s happening in your life, some more pressing emergency is always happening to them. it is a hard thing to recognize, because you don’t want people to hurt like you do. 

i have a friend who never asks me if i’’m okay. she only ever texts me to tell me she wants to die, but never goes to therapy or does any of the things i tell her to do to help herself. once when i came back from my grandfather’s funeral she demanded to know why i’d been gone, and when i explained, she said that without me, she’d almost passed out of this world. i had to lay down on the floor; nothing made sense anymore. i want her to get better. i want to help.

but there are people out there who will use you. who don’t care about getting better, they care about you giving up your time, your effort, your everything. until you are drained of it. i don’t mean those who give back, who will gladly do anything for you, who you know you can trust. who you don’t mind giving up the test for, because you know they’d do the same in a similar spot.

i mean those who don’t know you. who pretend that they care about you but are using your empathy as a sore spot. who take more than they need. who demand your attention all of the time but don’t care if you bleed.