anonymous asked:

I HAVE A FEELING HEDGEHOG OR TRAFFIC CONE IS GOING TO DIE AND I REALLY WANT TO CRY mostly becasue i think the song says ****something i don't understand**** where my love was stolen, i take my leave from you DEATH

WHAT IFFF Hardy dies and then Miller is promoted to DI

That’d be mad fucked-up, because they said it would be cyclical and sort of go back to the beginning again. Ellie would be in the position she would’ve been in if Hardy had never intruded upon her life - she’d get what she always wanted in a monstrously ironic way

A witch puts a spell on a girl, a sleeping spell that promises the girl shall wake through true love’s kiss. Men come and kiss her. She slumbers. Women come and press their lips to hers, but still she sleeps. Many years past, and the girl remains still. One bright morning,  a lost little boy finds her resting spot and clears the dust and grime from her face. He offers her a kiss on her forehead, and her eyes flutter open. She never feels romantic love for a man nor a woman, and she cares for the boy until the day she dies.

A young woman is imprisoned in a castle by a monstrously formed prince. The servants of the castle hope for them to fall in love, and when the spell is broken they assume their prayers have been answered. They are all surprised, but nonetheless pleased, when it is revealed to them that the young woman and prince are the truest of friends, and nothing more.

They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen, a woman who is incapable of loving. She is unmarried, she has no consorts, and she wishes for no partner. She is the wretched queen, the heartless queen. She must hate her daughter, for her daughter is beautiful, and women are incapable of liking another woman who’s prettier than themselves. It must be for this reason that the princess was sent away, not for how she was attacked by a man in the woods. They say the kingdom is ruled by an evil queen because she cannot love. The queen loves her daughter, and that is enough for them both.

There lives a prince who is forced to choose a bride at the ball. He meets many beautiful women, but find none which he loves. He spies one in a gorgeous gown and wonder in her eyes, and he dances with her all night long. The kingdom is sure he has found his bride. When the clock strikes midnight he tells her how he will never love a woman, or a man, in the way he is expected to. The beautiful woman smiles and tells him she expects nothing from him. The next morning the prince and the beautiful woman are missing, having run off together to see the world. They leave their shoes behind in their haste.

Many kinds of love exist. It doesn’t all have to be romantic.


I don’t love you loud or monstrously. I don’t love you like a hurricane loves a city or a bullet loves flesh. I don’t love you like the writer in me wants to love you. I don’t love you in a way that makes good television. I don’t love you as if you were cursed and broken and imploding, as if you were a grenade waiting for my words of regret and grief. I don’t love you like I’m waiting for you to explode and burn every part of me that wanted to believe what little we had was immortal. I don’t love you so my heart can bleed all over my fingertips and I can call the stains art. I don’t love you so I can one day hate you.

I love you and there is no explosion.
I love you and instead, there is quiet.

(I love you in the way that creates, not destroys)

sinking like sand in your sea

some people believe in love at first sight. some people say it takes a lifetime. for maya hart it takes five years. // or the stages of falling in love with lucas friar

lucaya oneshot. title from send me the moon by sara bareilles

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Put aside what you guys think about political cartoons and listen to me for a moment. If Trump loses on the 8th, conservative political cartoonists are going to have a miniature Renaissance. They’ll be putting out some horrifying Hieronymus Bosch shit. I’m talking like Hillary and Obama both dressed up like klansmen crucifying a naked Donald Trump while monstrously grotesque donkeys named “Immigration” and “Obamacare” feed on an elephant’s corpse in ridiculously gory detail. Ronald Regan is looking down from the clouds crying, and Hillary has naked Paul Ryan with a ball gag in his mouth on a chain. In the background there’s just a huge pile of dead bodies marked “the middle class” with a note saying they were killed by zika for no fucking reason. Pepe is there.

I’M GONNA TALK SOME MORE ABOUT TATER’S LESBIAN MOMS. I had the original idea back in October, and then I decided I was going to do it for my Swawesome Santa, which I thought was super secret like Yuletide, so I clammed up about it since then. So I actually put a fair amount of work into researching the idea, but the fic turned into this monstrously huge unwieldy outline with 14 separate plot-important scenes at its smallest, and like five different emotional arcs, and I couldn’t do it, so I wrote Leave Your Lovers Like Campfires instead.

So now I’ll just cut it down to one aspect, which is Tater’s moms Sasha and Galina. Even just cut down to one aspect, in bullet points, without weaving in the other plot threads, this post is three thousand words long. /o\

I read what I could find in my libraries on social and LGBT history in Russia, but resources in English are honestly pretty limited and I know I’m making shit up here. MY APOLOGIES TO ACTUAL RUSSIANS. But for what it’s worth, the books I found most useful were Lesbian Lives in Soviet and Post-Soviet Russia by Francesca Stella, Cracks in the Iron Closet: Travels in Gay and Lesbian Russia by David Tuller, and Putin Country: A Journey Into the Real Russia by Anne Garrels.

Content notes: Homophobia, being closeted, coming out, mental illness, and suicide.

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anonymous asked:

hey not to be That Person but. i'm trying to get into dc comics but i dont understand the whole rebirth thing and infinite crisis or its context and im feeling so ! anxiety over it so. can u recommend a starting point so i can have some structure in my life again

unless things have progressed monstrously in the past month i haven’t caught up and infinite crisis is somehow directly connected to rebirth now, then the following answer is bull, so write it off. if things are still the same, you’re still free to write everything i say off because i usually don’t know what i’m doing. i’m here for the memes

the short answer is: read every big event DC has ever published up until the year of our lord 2016. no? no? alright, i’m gonna take you by the hand and try to explain some things about DC. seeing i don’t know the level of your comics knowledge, there is really no short answer if you want to understand some basics so this is going to get long, but still shorter than actually reading everything. i have also consumed an ungodly amount of carbs this evening, all the bread in me will get us through this

when comic companies reach a certain point with their comics that can’t progress their storytelling no matter what techniques they employ (we, in the mortal realm, call this screwing up beyond belief), we have these big events that occur throughout every title currently published, that change/erase, affect and influence the entire comics universe. the very first time DC did it was because they realized all the issues got too confusing for the new readers and the dollas didn’t holla when younglings had no reason to buy stuff they didn’t understand, and that’s how in 1986 they rebooted the DC universe for the very first time with Crisis on Infinite Earths. CoIE basically took this idea of a “multiverse”, an infinite possibility of worlds, stories, and ideas existing concurrently but not necessarily affecting each other up until then, and destroyed it. bye, felicia. everything was unified into one neat bundle and due to this compression, certain characters had to die, others got completely retconned (especially superman), and others kept existing only in a pocket universe (like superboy). generally speaking, the characterizations of all the characters after Crisis on Infinite Earths is what’s commonly considered canon (pre-ColE batman didn’t brood 24/7, for shame)

in the following two decades after ColE, things got so convoluted and messed up that we ended up having an incredible number of inconsistencies even though the goal was to eliminate them in the first place. we had like… doubles of the same heroes that had made it into the ColE universe from the pre-ColE/silver age universe running about like nobody’s business? because why the fuck not, i guess. thus DC had to reboot again… and then again… and then once more… and then they chilled for a bit but that didn’t really matter much because a few things like superboy-prime getting angry and punching a literal hole through continuity happened. through trial and many errors, we get to the point Flashpoint happens, an event that rebooted DC again, and gave us the New 52

the New 52 started every hero’s title from #1 once more. a new start where readers wouldn’t have to know 60something years worth of comics to understand what’s going on. only that that didn’t happen because heroes like batman and green lantern still held their pre-Flashpoint stories/memories/lives, so if you wanted to follow them, you had to have read that period between ColE and Flashpoint i just explained. due to the retcon, certain heroes died/got erased similarly to how people got offed in Crisis on Infinite Earths and that, coupled with storylines that progressively made less and less sense, resulted in the New 52 drawing the short stick and ending a few months ago, with Rebirth following in its steps

Rebirth, however, isn’t a reboot. it’s a direct continuation of the New 52, this time trying to fix things up. DC stopped trying to erase all their mistakes with reboots (not like they work anyway) and decided to find an excuse as to why the pre-flashpoint universe was morphed into the New 52, meaning everything that happened between ColE and Flashpoint is valid. it’s just that everyone forgot and… got… younger………. why? i’m not gonna explain that. it involves the watchmen and dr. big blue dick and we haven’t gotten a straight answer yet anyway

anyway, to finally answer your question about getting into current DC, here’s what i suggest:

  • have a basic grip on DC heroes. if you have absolutely no idea who is who, you’ll have to do some basic reading on your favorite heroes. here’s my reading guide for batman to get you started
  • after you know why batman is an occassional dick, jump directly into Rebirth. no N52 for you. there have been minimal if any references to the new 52 so far and since Rebirth is trying to get the DC universe back to it’s pre-flashpoint state, you don’t really need to know what happened in the n52
  • do, however, know that new 52 superman died after a series of bad writing and mishandling and our current superman is pre-flashpoint superman even though every other hero is their new 52 counterpart. pre-flashpoint clark made it into the new 52 universe after an event called Convergence, alongside a then pregnant lois lane, and didn’t make himself known up until new 52 clark died
  • interestingly, in infinite crisis pre-flashpoint clark met pre-crisis on infinite earths clark, similarly to how new 52 clark met pre-flashpoint clark now. dam? dam

i know a lot of the above makes zero sense right now but it’s in its most basic form you’ll find at this point. DC has A LONG ASS history of messed-up events and timelines so confusion will ensue even after you’ve been reading comics for a while. jump into Rebirth even if you feel you won’t understand a thing. we all started somewhere, we all still understand about half of what the writers want us to (they understand a third of their own works). try to have fun whatever you do and look up/ask about things you have no idea about. comics weren’t meant to be streamlined, or at least they never managed to be, so you will have gaps for a long time. final crisis what? zero hour who? hypertime not even once

just have fun? just have fun. nobody really understands. it’s okay


Title up to change, but tl;dr I’m writing a dating sim where you play as Junko Enoshima attempting to bring the 78th class to despair.

It’s a monstrously big project and even though I already have a route done and am working on the next ones, I need some extra help to bring it to fruition. I am willing to pay people for their work, either an upfront fee or a cut of potential earnings once it’s done, but keep in mind that I really don’t have much. I’m doing a massive share of the work and I’m not getting paid. What’s needed:

  • Programmer - I’ve been doing my best to build the game in Ren’Py, but unfortunately I’m over my head. I’m looking for someone that can implement some python into the game to ensure that the routes happen in the order they’re supposed to with a few extra twists. If you choose to keep the game’s programming in Ren’Py, I can continue doing basic programming, but if you have a platform you’re more comfortable in and I can’t figure it out, I’ll have to just send you raw scripts.
  • Secondary artist - I’d like to potentially attach a small fee to downloading the game once it’s finished considering the amount of labor involved, so for that reason I’m hoping to have it feature completely original art. I have an artist onboard already, but I’d like to lessen the load on him as there’s a lot to do. Specifically, I need someone to do backgrounds. So far there’s only two, but my main artist isn’t comfortable enough with them.
  • Character experts - Do you think you know more about a SDR2 character than anyone? Talk to me. I know many of the characters pretty well, but it’s always helpful to have an expert onboard to consult with as I write. This is not a paid position, but you will feature prominently in the game’s credits.
  • Anyone else? - If this project sounds like it’s up your alley but I haven’t listed something you can do, contact me anyway. Maybe we can work something out, I’d love to see what you can do.

Lastly, if you think this is a worthwhile project but don’t want to help, please please signal boost! The more eyes that see it the more likely it’ll be seen by someone that can help make this happen.


Bridge Podcast valentines for you and your special sea monster <3 

Created in collaboration with @pryce-and-carter​, who did the monstrously impressive backgrounds, text, and special effects!

Bagginshield Week

For @bagginshieldsource’s Bagginshield Week

Day 7: Free day!! Anything you want. (Set during the quest, pre-relationship)

While most of the company settled into makeshift beds for the night, Bilbo found himself oddly restless. He ambled over towards the collection of ponies, something which was quickly growing into a nightly routine. During the day, he stuffed his pockets with any fallen fruit he could find, when they were lucky enough to be given breaks. It was hard to ration such meager pickings amongst thirteen ponies, so he had to alternate who was fed each night. (Bilbo absolutely refused to go anywhere near Gandalf’s horse - the ponies were smaller by comparison, yet still dauntingly huge to Bilbo’s practical sensibilities. That horse was just - just monstrously ginormous! …But every so often, he would roll an apple its way - from a safe distance. He did not want to anger the beast, after all.)

Tonight he had three bruised, withering apples. He first gave one to his own steed, Myrtle, who Bilbo was afraid had grown rather spoiled. She had not been given anything special for a few days now, and had taken to jostling her rider in his seat and moving restlessly any time he tried to mount or dismount.

“Now enough of that,” Bilbo murmured as he stroked the pony’s broad face. “You get your turn, just like everyone else, Myrtle.”

Next he moved onto Thorin’s pony, whom he had named Bungo. The creature had a funny shaggy coat, which ignited the hobbit’s allergies terribly if he ever touched it. “Now remember our deal,” Bilbo whispered as he offered the largest fruit to the animal’s large, searching lips. “I give you an apple, and you make Thorin take that giant stick out of his arse.”

The pony snorted as it took a huge bite of the apple, wetting Bilbo’s whole hand with the effort. The hobbit sighed, shaking his head. “Who am I kidding?” he muttered. “Not even the Valar could do such a feat!”

“What are you doing, Halfling?”

Bilbo jumped at the sudden voice, hand clamping down on the soggy remains of the fruit as he spun around.

“I, ah,” he stammered, staring up at none other than Thorin Oakenshield, rightful King under the Mountain - and rightful pain in the arse. Bungo’s large head nudged at his back, blunt teeth nipping at his enclosed fingers. “Oh, there’s no point in hiding it!” he muttered, turning back to the remarkably hobbit-ish creature. “I am giving the ponies some treats,” he admitted.

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anonymous asked:

I still love your fics, tbh. That one of the characters might be a hot mess irl doesn't curb my enjoyment. Maybe he really is a valley girl.

lol, babe. This made me smile.

I’m not sure if I’ll continue writing. I have an idea for a monstrously long fic that would explain this garbage fire… but it wouldn’t be everyone’s cup of tea. So IDK. Basically,




It’s Amatrine, baby! And if you’re not happy to see us, we get it- 
We’re not happy to be here! 

A fusion between @d0nkarnage‘s Beryl (a successful forced cluster fusion) and my Amber. They say desperate times call for desperate measures, but is there any time anyone would be desperate enough to try and pull this off? They’re a monstrously strong fusion, complete with megaphone to devastate enemies with their piercing yells for as long as they can both manage to keep the fusion stable. Although, with over 20 beryls making up Beryl, it’s pretty tough keeping Amatrine together. 

You Think I’m Scared of A Woman?

Originally posted by bonniebird

John Shelby x Reader

Prompt Request: You think I’m scared of a woman?

*Peaky Blinders Requests are Open*

“Uh oh, John Boy, you’re in the doghouse with your tail tucked between your legs. There’s practically a storm cloud floating over Y/N’s head, waiting to strike you down. What’d you do this time?” Finn snickered at Arthur.

“What?” John asked indignantly, glaring at the eldest Shelby brother. “You lads think I’m scared of a woman?” He scoffed, puffing his chest out. Y/N ripped the small window open from the bar to the private room and glared monstrously at John. Tommy raised his eyebrows while Arthur snickered. Finn held his mild with wide eyes.

“I ain’t scared of no woman,” John mumbled, looking down at the table.

“Well, you can ‘not be scared of no woman’ on the sofa tonight! How does that sound?” With that, Y/N pulled the window shut. The raucous laughter echoed out of the room by the brothers. Y/N continued working with a smug grin on her face. That’ll teach him.

anonymous asked:

hey what's the bridge podcast if u don't mind me asking?

@thebridgepodcast is a monstrously good podcast by @alextriestousetheinternet and @cafecliche

It’s essentially “spooky stories on a bridge,” as I believe Alex described it once! 

Etta is supposed to be giving traffic reports for the Transcontinental Bridge, but that’s boring, because there are no cars, and there are far better things to talk about anyways, Roger. Like the Transcontinental Hotel, and Aqualand, and all the other probably haunted roadside attractions located along the bridge!

What you’re in for: a bridge across the ocean, super lovable characters, and spooky spooks. Check it out! It’s great!


Once, when his uncles asked him what gift he wanted for his nameday, he begged them for a dragon. “It wouldn’t need to be a big one. It could be little, like I am.” His uncle Gerion thought that was the funniest thing he had ever heard, but his uncle Tygett said, “The last dragon died a century ago, lad.” That had seemed so monstrously unfair that the boy had cried himself to sleep that night.