Tagged by @caramelcheese 

You can tell a lot about a person by the kind of music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle without skipping and list the first ten songs and tag ten people

  1. Bishop Briggs- “Wild Horses”
  2. The Moth & The Flame- “Sorry”
  3. The Shore- “Waiting for the Sun”
  4. X Ambassadors- “Hang On”
  5. Atreyu- “Falling Down”
  6. The Civil Wars- “Devil’s Backbone” aka the Ultimate Blackwall/Quizzie song 
  7. Dropkick Murphys- “The Auld Triangle”
  8. The Killers- “When You Were Young”
  9. Muse- “Map of the Problematique”
  10. Neverending White Lights- “Black Is the Colour of My True Love”

I’ll tag @xannerz @riverbanks @birgittesilverbow @non-bunnary @dextronoms @greenbladeninja And uh I’m just going to stop there because I always feel awkward tagging people with these things. No pressure, just make fun of my terribly predictable taste in music :p 

cattell 16 FACTOR TEST
rules: Take this TEST for your muse and post the results and tag as many other people as you want!
REPOST. DON’T REBLOG . put a * on results you’d change

Tagged by: @shugctenshi
Tagging: @deadbeatmatsuno, @purple-sadist, @nekom4tsu, @tottieroll, @bluesquidz, @mizismallshy, @kiimatsu, @lvlunkn, @unburnablctrash and @anyone who wants to do this!!

Warmth |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 86%
Intellect ||||||||||||||| 46%
Emotional Stability |||||||||||||||||||||||| 78%
Aggressiveness |||||||||||| 38%
*Liveliness ||||||||||||||| 50%
Dutifulness ||||||||||||||||||||| 62%
Social Assertiveness ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%
*Sensitivity |||||||||||||||||| 54%
Paranoia |||||||||||| 34%
Abstractness |||||||||||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Introversion ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%
Anxiety ||||||||||||||||||||| 66%
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Independence |||||||||||||||||| 54%
Perfectionism ||||||||||||||| 42%
Tension ||||||||| 30%

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oops late again why do these always take longer than i think they should; at least it’s only 1 am instead of 3????

February Art Challenge #2: A Red or Pink Pokémon

This has got to be the pinkest, sparkliest, cutesiest thing I have ever created.

It is also my favorite thing I have ever created. I love it even more than I love the dread bubblegoom, and I did not think that was remotely possible.

(today’s ribbon vampire cat also comes in full blue lineart and no lineart at all flavors, because I can’t quite decide which I like best)

Favorite Fics I’ve Written

I was tagged by @alocalband​ - yay, thanks for thinking of me, sis! - to list my top five favorite fics I’ve written.  (spoiler alert: I also cheated.)

[1] Apathy, Apathy, You’ll be the Death of Me [Stiles/Derek]

Everyone’s apathetic. Except Derek. Derek cares so much.


Boyd is a pragmatic posthumous reappropriater, Erica spends her free time impersonating Meursault and playing Fruit Ninja, Isaac would like everyone to settle down already, Stiles is bi, Scott’s actually holding it together pretty well for a week-old Alpha with a two pack problem, Jackson’s a lizard, Lydia accessorizes, Allison’s playing on a rival (semi-murderous) team and Derek just keeps showing up.

I’ve honestly never had more fun writing anything, because I’ve never been more laid back about writing anything.  I wrote the first scene with Erica and Scott with every intention of getting it down on paper to ultimately forget about it, but I was annoyed with that continuing pattern.  I ended up giving myself the weekend to finish it, letting myself summarize or cannibalize action scenes I didn’t want to write, leave dialogue untagged and whatever else I decided I wanted/didn’t want to do.  I’ve never gotten more enjoyment out of anything I’ve written or written anything more me than this.

[2] There’s Monsters at Home [Stiles/Derek]

“How did you get past the wards?” Derek had put them up, with Peter’s grudging assistance, after the Alpha pack had made themselves at home a few times too many.

The guy pulled a face. “You mean the wards a five-year-old girl with the mental ability of a goldfish could deconstruct?” He blinked wide eyes at Derek. “Gee, I don’t know. It’s bound to go down as one of life’s great mysteries.”

Derek despised him.

Of course.  The one I’m known for, the one I’m beyond proud of, and the one that is literally all my likes in a blender - emissary Stiles, tattooed Stiles, failwolf Derek, pack building, demon Derek, slow burn, etc.  There’s probably not a more perfect fic for me out in the world because I wrote exactly what I would want to find more than anything in this fandom.  The response to it has just been the cherry on top because I honestly wouldn’t have cared when it came to this one, it exists for me, it’s double-stuff full of all my favorite tropes, my favorite Sterek dynamic, my favorite pack incarnation, my favorite everything so it was already a win the second it was finished.

[3] Our Puddle is Deceptively Deep [Stiles/Derek]

They start out in a literal tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

I would swear I didn’t like this fic that much but I go back and reread it, like, a lot.  I don’t know why really.  It’s not even so much the plot of it as much as it is the beats, or the flow, or some indefinable something that keeps drawing me back to it.  I do know that the unromantic romanticism in it is exactly my relationship flavor.  I recently got the review (on a different story) that someone was disappointed the boys didn’t say I love you to each other and I just think that’s so… narrow-minded.  The entire 40k fic existed for no other reason than to show how perfect and well-matched and easy their relationship is and you’re not happy because they don’t say three words?  I’ll never get that.  Show, don’t tell and all that, especially as it seems a lot of authors can only do one or the other.  And in this one I actually had them both say the words (one of the very few I do) and Derek’s built them up in his head and thinks of it as this huge, altering thing and Stiles’ response is just: Duh, you say that every day, you say it when you cut out coupons for the cereal I like, you know?  Because to me those are the parts that stick out when two people love each other, what they do for each other, and this fic is a lot of that.

[4] (Rode Hard) Put Away Wet [Stiles/Derek] / Bite to Break Skin [Stiles/Derek]

As it turns out, the etiquette for joining a werewolf pack is a little bit more involved than saying, “Whatever, fine, I’m in.” There’s, like, stupid werewolf rules. Because someone put stupid werewolves in charge.

Then there was Derek. Without a home or a family or Twizzlers.

Stiles can’t just let that stand, not when he has nightmares, energy to burn and an overwhelming desire to do something good.

I know, that’s two.  But I like them for the exact same reason, so, together they go!  They both have the same canon-vibe to me and it really feels as though I plucked them right out of the show and set them on these new timelines and I like that a lot.

[5] These Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep [Chris/Stiles, Derek & Stiles]

His real father was a hero who’d died in the line of fire, pun and all intended there. Chris was a hunter who had trouble sticking to a Code that could fit on the back of a matchbook.

I wrote this one for an exchange fest, and a more poorly matched pair I’ve probably never seen.  At the point of writing this fic, I had never written a pair aside from Sterek, though I offered Stiles/penis thinking I could finally get around to something new.  The sign-ups listed a minimum of ten pairings the other person might want - they were nice enough to provide me with fifteen.  Thirteen of them not only didn’t work, but I could barely stomach the thought of them.  Which left two, the only ones that included Stiles.  Then I got to the other person’s likes and, wow, their kink factor was basically off the charts (watersports, pegging, knotting, incest, etc.), while mine is lucky to not be in negative numbers.  On a good day.  Were the mods poking themselves in the eye when they paired us up?  Probably.  And I was pretty convinced I couldn’t write for this person; we had nothing in common.  I waffled for a long time over asking for a reassignment.  I didn’t want to make them have to shuffle again but I also couldn’t do this.  It wasn’t in my wheelhouse and, frankly, I didn’t want it to be either.  I showed the sign up to a friend of mine (who reads everything I write), @emeraldawn, before I made the decision to email the mods, crying, and she looked at it, made a lot of car-crash facial expressions and then said: They said their bulletproof kink is incest of any variety.  So do an AU timeline where Stiles is an orphan, have him adopted by the Argents and do a faux-incest Chris/Stiles story.  And I said: No, no–yes, you beautiful goober!  And it was hard and challenged me in ways fic-writing really never has to stay true to both myself and another person’s desires but I got the darkness and dubious consent into Chris and Stiles’ relationship that my exchange person wanted and appeased myself with one of my favorite Stiles/Derek relationships I’ve ever written.  Rewriting the first season’s canon in this new configuration and giving Derek an ally was really rewarding.  Because it was just so nice to not have Derek be so friggin’ alone, to let he and Stiles bounce ideas off each other and care about one another as they became actual friends.  The result is a fic I’m really proud of for a lot of different reasons.

I’ll tag @andavs, @callunavulgari, @drunktuesdays, @piratefalls, @asocialfauxpas, @livthelion, @cursedtruth and @tryslora, if you guys want to get in on this, otherwise consider this me frantically waving awkward hellos at you.

bloodsoakcd  asked:

‘ Don’t give me the finger. ‘

               “—-too late. the finger has already been given. can’t take it back now.” the tone is petulant, lips pressed together as dark brows lift at the blonde she can’t quite see clearly anymore. so, maybe taking the molly she’d found in the freezer had been a bad idea. if she took the time to think about it there’s probably a reason octavia had said ‘don’t take the drugs in the freezer’. green irises are barely visible around wide pupils, hand lowering slowly from where she’d been flipping clarke off when the blonde had tried to keep her in the flat. 

“i can taste colours, clarke. it red taste fucking awesome.” those same eyes widen at her, briefly before the brunette is taking off towards the door again. “i want thai food and then we can go pokemon hunting in the park. if you don’t take me i’ll give you the finger again!”

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Prompt Fic #2: Steve/Darcy, post Winter Soldier

From trick-photography1: Steve explaining his relationship to Winter Soldier to Darcy. And feels, lots and lots of feels =)

Yet again, it kind of veered off course slightly from the prompt, but Steve and his guilt complex definitely made an appearance. :)  There’s some vague spoilers for the upcoming movie in there (I’ll tag for spoilers below too, just in case), and my conclusion as for the fate of the Winter Soldier is pulled directly from the comic books (which came from me asking theladyscribe this past weekend what exactly happened in the book in a post-trailer craze).  Still, I hope you enjoy it!

Okay, enough with the notes, on with the fic…

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You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod/phone/iTunes/media player and write down the first 20 songs. Then pass this on to 10 other people. One rule: No skipping.
Tagged by: rahleighs

  1. Sailor Moon - Someday, Somebody
  2. Dream Theater - Another Day
  3. Fleetwood Mac - Landslide
  4. Loreena McKennitt - Skelling
  5. Jack Wall and Sam Hulick - Feros
  6. Sailor Moon - I’ll Be There
  7. Taken by Trees - To Lose Someone
  8. Bob Dylan - The Times They are A-Changin’
  9. Two Steps from Hell - Friendship to Last
  10. Conquests of the Longbow - Marian and the Monk
  11. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers - Goin’ Co'tin’
  12. System of the Down - This Cocaine Makes me Feel Like I’m On This Song
  13. Shoujo Kakumei Utena - Croix
  14. Danny Elfman - Nabbed
  15. Malcolm Kirby Jr - Southwest City
  16. Weird Al Yankovic - The Check’s in the Mail
  17. Nelly Furtado - No Hay Igual
  18. Final Fantasy VI Piano - Mystery Train
  19. The Doors - Riders on the Storm
  20. Dream Theater - Forsaken

TAGGING: fritokal heavymetalhippy seraangel serenity2132 miluestel commanderfunky nicolewagner1981 novain913 reservoircat certainmuse

anonymous asked:

Akafuri and midotaka for the meme?

Meme here.

Strap yourself in, it’s 4000 words long.



1. When I started shipping it if I did

I have no idea when. Not the faintest idea. Probably as soon as I found out such a ridiculous ship existed, and it’s silly and hilarious and hits my PG kinks.

The strongest and most consistent rule regarding my affections for the KnB characters is:

Guards > Forwards > Centres

My favourites are all Guards, without exception.

I have a very slight preference for Point Guards over Shooting Guards, with Shin-chan as the exception that proves the preference because to me he is tied for first with a handful of other characters.


2. My thoughts

Not gonna lie, this is a ship that either you get or you don’t.

It makes no inherent sense.

It’s not the kind of ship where people can be persuaded to like it by way of persuasive explanations and detailed manifestos and active campaigns. This is because a lot of its charm lies in how utterly nonsensical and crazy it is. It’s not really meant to be something reasonable where one can point at numerous canon instances of wow deep bond!! ughh soulful interaction! ooohhh a shared past together *cue anticipatory music*

Whether a person cares for it or not is entirely dependent on personality. This is true of all ships, but especially so for minor ships or ships with minimal screen time together.

Certain types of personalities will find this ship really off-putting or idiotic for a number of reasons that I actually totally understand – I can concede this easily, it’s no big deal. Stuff including but not limited to: the inequality between Akashi and Furihata is huge, they have no future because of the nature of Akashi’s status, Furihata is scared to death of Akashi, Akashi is intimidatingly powerful with the capacity to be controlling/domineering etc., Akashi wouldn’t even notice such a puny creature, Furihata wouldn’t even dare to take interest such a superior species, they have virtually zero (meaningful) interaction in the canon work, there’s no realistic basis for them to work and so on and so forth.

Yet another type of disposition just automatically sees the sliver of something in them. That’s all there is to it.

It is easiest to love and understand the AkaFuri ship from a Takao-esque perspective – the observation of ridiculous things, the insight into potential, the innate ability to poke fun at things, the amusement it causes and the associated enjoyment derived from it, to laugh in its face, to laugh until it hurts, to constantly marvel at its sheer nonsensicality, but to also be helpless against the gradual slide of ludicrous and ill-founded affection for said ridiculous things, eventually becoming stuck in a permanent state of finding it endearing and cute and stupid and surprising and wonderful, the complete acceptance of how everything is just an integral part of the ridiculous thing that is loved, the normalisation of inexplicable bizarreness, the excitement and joy of future discovery, the fierce protectiveness of what is already known, and of course the ridiculousness is still forever and ever hilarious but now also interesting and painful and mine.

Most of what AkaFuri has is only the value of personal investment. That’s why the love for it can be astronomical and intense, or non-existent at all.


3. What makes me happy about them

Kouki’s crying face.


4. What makes me sad about them

Furihata’s crying face.

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storiesbyladychi  asked:

Darcy x Steve. Meeting somewhere unexpected.

LadyChi, I hope you like it!  Obviously un-betaed, but hopefully fun.


It’s a habit of Darcy’s to give her supplies one last minute check once she’s found her seat in an airplane.  Inside her bag is her phone, her iPod, a couple of overpriced magazines from the airport bookstore, a small notebook and pen (because you’ll never know when you’ll need them), and various snacks.  None of the supplies will make the flight go any faster, but at least they’ll distract her.  Even so, the relative peace and quiet of a few hours on a plane will be a nice break after the week spent at a family reunion.  Lewises aren’t known for being calm or quiet, and there was chaos to be had in spades over the past week.  She was even missing her quiet cubicle in SHIELD’s intelligence analysis department.

So she slides her headphones in and grabs for the Sky Mall in the seat pocket.  Because how else are you supposed to pass time while waiting for a plane to take off?

There’s a shift in the air and a sudden looming shadow, and Darcy knows someone’s sitting down next to her.  Whoever it is, she hopes they’re not a talker as she’s really not in the mood to act pleasant at the moment.  It always pays to at least know who you’re sitting next to, however, so she dares to take a quick peek at her seat mate. 

At which point her eyes widen.  It’s kind of hard to forget that distinctive profile.

“Ca, uh, hi, Steve?” Darcy says hesitantly, pulling her headphones out.  She’s not quite sure what she should call him, especially since the true story behind Captain Rogers is one of those things that’s covered by one of the many NDAs that had to be signed when she joined SHIELD (yes, even as just a lowly analyst).

Steve looks up at the sound of his name, spots her, and then begins to look a lot like a deer in the headlights of a speeding car.  “Miss Lewis,” he says, nodding once.  “What are you doing here?”

“Heading home from the family reunion from hell.  What about you?  ‘Cause I gotta say this is the last place I ever expected to see you.”  It’s another one of those open secrets around SHIELD that Captain Rogers doesn’t exactly have a social life.  It’s more by his own doing than anything else, or so goes the gossip.

Steve smiles, but it’s strained, awkward, and Darcy can feel her stomach drop for the floor.  “Oh, no,” she mumbles.

“It’s classified,” Steve offers up with a nonchalant twitch of his shoulders.

“That never meant anything good,” Darcy shoots back, beating out a rapid tattoo on the Sky Mall with her fingernails.

Steve leans towards her, close enough that she can feel his breath hot on her ear.  “All goes well,” he says, “no one on this plane will be the wiser.  If things go to hell, you stick by me and listen to what I say.”

Darcy flicks her eyes over to his, feeling more and more nervous as the minutes go by.  “Yep.  Gotcha, good plan,” she says.

One airborne contagion, a kiss for good luck, an idiot terrorist no longer living due to his own stupidity, an emergency landing due to a 'wayward goose’, and a rapid debrief later, Steve and Darcy find themselves sitting on the tarmac of an airport in the middle of Buttfuck, Nowhere.  “It’s twelve hours home from here,” Darcy says after checking her phone.  She looks over at Steve, a gleam in her eyes.  “You feel like carpooling back?”

Steve looks over at her, one side of his mouth curving up in a wicked grin.  “Sounds like it could be an adventure.”

  • Accent meme for reals

I got bored enough to brave doing this and in doing so I learned that my shitty iPhone earbud mic is better, apparently, than the expensive headset mic that I got for Christmas. For real? Ugh. BUT ANYWAY

Your name and username.

Where you’re from.

Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminium, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY.

What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?

What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?

What do you call gym shoes?

What do you call your grandparents?

What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?

What is the thing you change the TV channel with?

Choose a book and read a passage from it.

Do you think you have an accent?

Be a wizard or a vampire?

Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?

End audio post by saying any THREE words you want.

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  • maddie / mythaelogy

facinaoris asked: ur fave myth poems. at least 5. at the very least :D

in order, the poems are;

Put "Hey, Lover" in my ask for my reaction after a one-night stand with you

Castiel’s eyes fluttered open to see the older Winchester lying next to him. He couldn’t remember how they had ended up here, on the the bed, with only the sheets covering them. Then again, he could hardly remember any of the night before.

“Deanna?” he asked tiredly, still coming to. “What’s going on?”

nekom4tsu  asked:

"I’m not going out with you in public looking like that.” ((I can't bare to actually send a mean one))

Harsh words sentence starters | ACCEPTING


“Why? Is there something wrong with my fashion?”

Karamatsu was wearing his very short, sparkly, color-changing shorts with black tights. And to make matters worse, he was wearing a really tacky tank top with his own face on it, too.

Stop him. Please.