my dash was giving me feelings

anonymous asked:

it's a thank you. after this finale, you're kind of the only one on my dash that actually gives me hope for next season, cas and destiel. so, you know, thanks.

You need to follow some positive blogs!

@amwritingmeta is basically my brain twin most days.

@bluestar86 @mittensmorgul @godshipsit @magnificent-winged-beast @shixpe @elizabethrobertajones @flyingfish1 @obsessionisaperfume are also positive and lovely people… chuck I’m sure I forgot some awesome people and I will feel bad but these are just off the top of my head!

I think some fans are just still reeling from Eileen, which WAS a total mess of a cock up, and are a bit annoyed generally that Destiel isn’t overtly canon yet (this is not something that bothers me because I see it as an overall, overreaching story for the whole series and having it canon before NOW doesn’t fit at ALL with where they are as characters. HOWEVER with what Dean has just gone through now I expect such heavy subtext that even casual viewers now notice much more early next season, as a continuation of the theme from this season with the mixtape, the pining, the worry etc. It should be this but on ACID, until Cas comes back. Watch this space, and we should have Cas’s arc soon too, though his is more complex than Dean’s as it has a few more facades to it so it may be more subtle to start with).

I still don’t think we will get CANON COUPLE DESTIEL until seriously close to endgame or even endgame itself, because that’s how this kind of story is told, so Im just enjoying the ride and the ride is freaking magical right now :)

Originally posted by ldrmas

Reminder. If you’re rping a canon character and feeling insecure about your writing, or fearing replacement, simply remember that your muse is not just a duplicate. No one else will be able to breathe life into that character the way you do. No one else will feel the exact way you feel about your muse. There will be people who value your muse and never stop writing with you no matter what. There will be people who appreciate your portrayal, no matter how many other versions are out there. Always remember why you made your blog. Never let anyone or anything cast your passion out of your heart !!


how to be a very cute little duckling as performed by kim namjoon

carrioncrowned’s 1K give away!

Hurray everybody, I’ve reached my first milestone! Thank you everybody for following me, I love all of you and I READ YOUR TAGS and you’re all amazing and supportive!

So, since I don’t have any good swag to gift to people and I’m broke as hell, I’m going to give away the thing you’re probably following me for anyway - art!

Winner 1: Complex background, up to two characters

Winner 2: Simple background, up to two characters

Winner 3: One character, simple background

Okay, now to the rules: 

1. As you’ve probably guessed, there are going to be three winners that I’ll pick through a random number generator, one for every category. 

2. Obviously most of my followers are gonna be Fannibals or YOI fans, but I’ll draw other fandoms or OCs as well. I reserve the right to decline your request if it’s something I’m not comfortable doing.

3. Both reblogs and likes count, and you can reblog as many times as you like (but please don’t spam your dash)

4. No giveaway blogs. I’ll check. 

5. You gotta be following me, since this is an event for my followers. I’ll check that too.

6. The giveaway ends in a month, so on 05.12.17, after which I’ll send an ask to the winners to confirm, so please keep your inbox open! The winner will have 24 hours to respond, after which I’ll pick a new one. 

For more examples of my art, take a look at MY ART TAG!

Good luck, feel free to signal boost too!

Polaroids : Jonathan Byers x Reader

Originally posted by gillijacobs

A/N: Oops, I went a little crazy on this one, but I hope you like it!

“Happy Holidays, Byers family!” You shout throughout the little house, all decked out in a cheesy Christmas sweater and Santa hat.

“Jonathan! Your favorite weirdo is here!” Will yells from the couch. You just give him a playful glare and he laughs. “You know you’re my favorite, (Y/N),” he says with a smile.

“I better be, Byers.” You point your finger at him and toss a box into his chest. Will reacts just in time and catches the box upright. “You’re welcome.”

Will’s eyes go wide and he jumps up to hug you. “Thank you so much, (Y/N)!”

Presents were a rarity in the Byers’ house, so you made sure that you would bring gifts for every holiday. Whether it be Christmas, birthdays, Halloween, or even weird ones like Arbor Day. You started doing that when you first spent Christmas with the Byers’ two years ago. There were maximum 8 presents to split between everyone under their little Christmas tree, and it made your heart hurt. 

“You’re welcome, Will. I have some more for everyone in my car if you want to grab them,” you pry him off and present him with your car keys. He eagerly takes them from your hands, dashing to the driveway. Jonathan finally appears in the living room with his hands behind his back, obviously holding something. 

“Hey, babe,” you say, greeting him with a small kiss. “I have a present for you.”

“You know you didn’t have to get me anything, (Y/N),” he starts. “You always get me gifts, even for pointless holidays.”

“What?” you pout. “I can’t spoil my boyfriend?”

Jonathan places the little box on the couch before his arms snake around your waist, pulling you closer. You wrap your arms around his neck and give him another kiss. “It’s just that…I feel like I need to spoil you. You’re so amazing and you deserve everything, which I can’t give to you.”

“Hey, Byers, I don’t need any gifts. You are the best thing that I could have.” You smile, looking straight into his eyes. “Plus, I enjoy spoiling you guys a little. You all work so hard, especially your mom, and you all deserve it.”

Jonathan touches his forehead to yours gently. “Wow, I love you,” he whispers before attaching his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. You start to melt a little when you hear the front door slam, prompting you both to pull away. Will stands at the door with a pile of presents in his arms, trying not to topple over. Jonathan just shakes his head at you, knowing that all of them were from you.

“What?” you attempt to look innocent but just end up smiling. You go over to help Will place all the presents under the tree as Jonathan takes a couple off the top of the pile. You all make your way over to the tree and set them down gently. Joyce walks in on you three, drying her hands on a towel, completely puzzled with what was taking place.

“Um, hello?” Joyce suddenly says, startling all of you. You’re the first to stand, followed by Will then Jonathan. “What’s going on?”

“Hi, Mrs. Byers!” You say, rummaging for one of her gifts. You find the one in gold wrapping paper and hand it to her. “Merry Christmas!”

A small smile forms on her face and she pulls you in for a hug. “Thank you so much, (Y/N). You have no idea how much this means to me. I feel like I need to repay you.”

“It’s really no problem, Mrs. Byers. I promise.” You hug her back and when she finally lets go, you can see a few tears in her eyes.

“Oh, wait! Let me go get the camera!” She quickly adds, wiping her eyes. She comes back a few seconds later with an old Polaroid camera in her hands. “Alright, all of you get together!”

You three arrange yourselves in front of the tree and smile wide, arms wrapped protectively around one another. “One, two, three!”

Joyce snaps two pictures and grabs them one by one as they slide out of the camera. She hands one to you and holds on to one for herself. 

She smiles at the scene in front of her, content for once in a long time. “My beautiful little family,” she whispers to herself. “My beautiful, little family.”

hello!! this is a new tumblr and i’m looking for blogs to follow! please like/reblog if you post any of the following:

- any musical theatre (book of mormon, spring awakening, hamilton, she loves me, heathers and falsettos are some of my favorites)

- any young adult lit

- any classic literature

- mythology

- riverdale

- 13 reasons why

- jane the virgin

- crazy ex-girlfriend

- the crown

- disney

- animated movies

- old movies

- aesthetics

i’ll be posting a lot of gifs and edits and stuff so please feel free to give my humble fledgling blog a follow as well.

thank you! <3


hi everyone! it’s aleena aka kihyunsgirl and i’m making my first follow forever!! (well…at least on this blog sdlfkjsf)

i had remade my blog two weeks ago for a mess of reasons, mostly with the mindset that no one really liked me/my blog anymore and that no one was gonna refollow me sldkfjsdf but damn u guys proved me wrong :/ lsdkfjsdf thank u for making me feel loved and like i’m not a Total loser and thank u for making my dash and this website an amazing place! i was so happy seeing so many ppl refollow me and so many new blogs follow me i didn’t think 500 ppl would give me so much love in just two weeks :(((( i love u ???? i don’t even make content i just show up here and gush abt kihyun…. some of yall aren’t even mx stans so thank u for putting up with me sldkfjsd

also i’m making this as more of a mutuals appreciation post bc this isn’t a full list of everyone i follow, but it is all my mutuals!! just know that if u follow me, whether it was today or yesterday or refollowing from my old blog, if we became friends last week or a year ago, or whatever it may be, my heart is so full of love for all of u!!! the sun shines for u the birds sing for u and my heart beats for u !! i hope all of u are having an amazing day and an amazing life and i hope that u are feeling happy and loved… im love u 

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I know I didn’t say much when answering all of your asks (if i said anything at all), but I want to sincerely thank all of you for all of the support and love you’ve shown me recently.

Please give love to the other blogs experiencing hate right now, I’m not the only one. 

I also want to mention that this hate won’t change the way I run dandybek. This will still be a roleplay blog. 

I’m having a hard time addressing this. 

Scrolling through my dash and seeing your support has really helped me. I can’t thank all of you enough for the kind messages, asks, and posts. 

It still feels very strange to me. I have had very severe problems with anxiety and self harm in the past, and I’m not the only one. Sending people hate, people with thoughts, people with feelings, is monstrous. It makes you hate yourself, even though you did nothing wrong. 

For those who have sent me hate, I want you to know exactly how much you hurt me. I can’t look at the word ‘deserved’ anymore without panicking and thinking about your awful words. I was too scared to even open my ask box. I was scared to check my messages. I was scared to be on tumblr, which is a read shame considering that this is a ‘safe’ place for many. I couldn’t sleep last night. I keep thinking about what someone might have done to you (them) that would trigger you (them) to lash out at me. 

What can you do to help? 

I want to use this as an opportunity to spread some positivity in the fandom. 

If you’re reading this, go send 5 different blogs some love in their inbox. (Not me.) It can be anon or not, but try your best to make someone’s day. 

Make a post telling a blog how much you appreciate their work. Gift someone writing, or artwork. Make someone feel special. 

Tag everything as #YoiPositivityMovement , especially in the asks. I want to see how much love we can spread. 

Example: anonymous asked: you’re gr8 #yoipositivitymovement

Reblog this. Spread the word. Spread positivity. 

xoxo, dandybek

day trips | cole sprouse

a/n: apparently you like cole one shots so i will deliver! a/n: apparently you like cole one shots so i will deliver!

prompts 6 “stop looking at me like that & 13 “i can’t believe you talked me into this”

“you excited?” cole teases as we drive to our secret location “i can’t believe you talked me into this” i complain rolling my eyes.

cole had managed to talk me into modelling for him and i was extremely nervous, you never consider yourself very photogenic and you would almost never let cole shoot you it was always you taking photos of him.

you’d know each other for years yet everytime he begged he was always unsuccessful but this time something was different when he asks so you decided to give the poor boy a shot.

you were now sitting in the passenger seat of Coles jeep driving to what he likes to call his ‘secret location’. after 20 minutes of guessing and begging him to tell me where we were going he just replied with “it’s a surprise”.

“you know i hate surprises” i complain dropping my bottom lip at him “oh god please don’t look at me like that you know how i feel about that” he warns

i batter my eye lids and fake sniffling and i can see him fighting with himself to not look and give in “stoppppp” he drags out the ‘p’ and fake whines.

i break character and place me feet up on the dash my long legs catching some sun “you suck” i tell him grabbing my phone and switching the song.

i glance at the window as we head through fields “where the hell are we cole?” i ask slightly worried at the lack of life. “you’ll see” he smirks.

i take a few pictures on my phone before i find myself feeling more at ease with the whole idea, i catch cole staring at me in the corner of my eye as my hair whips around my face in the wind.

after a few more minutes we pull into a dirt park and we hop out, i glance around breathless “it’s beautiful” i mumble glancing at the scenery taking in the smell the sound and the atmosphere.

i hear the clicks of a camera but im too engrossed in the surroundings “i know” i hear him replying snapping pictures of me.

“so?” i ask shyly turning to face him “what do i do?”

i scuff my cons in the dirt and he chuckles at my awkwardness

“here” he chuckles grabbing my hand and walking me over the small hill to reveal a field of flowers and overgrown grass.

“just explore and ill take some pictures and then ill take you into the field okay?” i nod fiddling with the ends of my cardigan.

i do as cole says and take in all my surrounds reaching out and feeling the small leaves in my hands frolicking around the fields glancing back every so often to make sure coles still trailing behind me.

“okay let’s sit you here” he reaches out he’s hand and i take it stepping over a patch of flowers i sit where he instructs “okay and just pose ill take a few shots and see what the look like”

he starts off at a distance snapping photos and then inching closer to me “your doing really good” he mumbles letting me know that im doing something right.

i remove my cardigan leaving me in my white sundress, he lowers the camera and stares at me as i fiddle with my hair. i blush as he refuses to break eye contact “cole!” i complain “don’t look at me like that- it’s making me nervous-” i giggle nervously.

he snaps out of his daze licking his lips “sorry- uh maybe you should put the jacket back on-” he stutters clearing his throat, i look at him puzzled.

“what? too much skin” i tease pulling my hair to one side “yes a lot i it’s distracting” he finishes his Adam’s apple bobbling.

i let out a giggle my cheeks turning red as i clutch my stomach “are you laughing at me?” he asks the camera clicking “yes” i reply trying to catch my breathe.

i can hear his laughs as he moves his angle taking more photos before moving closer i lift my dress up a little further up my thigh and i see his eyes dart to my fingers before trying to look anywhere but my legs.

“your such a tease” he mumbles almost inaudible “what was that sprouse?”

“tilt your head a little and maybe play with your hair” i roll my eyes and follow his instructions noticing the redness tinting on he’s cheeks.

after another 20 or so minutes he finally told me i could have a break, i stood slowly brushing myself down getting all of the grass and flowers petals from my dress and hair.

i start toward cole watching my step when i hear buzzing i stop trying to find the source i spot a few bees hanging around me, i squeal and try and dodge them running blindly toward the dirt track.

my screaming must’ve got Cole’s attention because soon enough he was standing in front of my camera dangling from his neck and his hands on my shoulders “what’s wrong?” he asks worriedly.

i turn my head in search for the evil insects but no sign off them anywhere. “fucking bees” i tell him and he laughs at my distress.

i face him again and i notice that he’s hands where on my waist, i must’ve been too wrapped up in fear to notice them snake around me but now that they do i can’t seem to make eye contact with him.

a minute or so passes and he moves away from me looking out to the fields “do you-” i pause and he turns around

“do you ever get like nervous or flustered when your shooting with really good looking people? the models you shoot with well they’re models”

he slings the camera bag over his shoulder “well i mean no, not normally but there are certain times that i do, certain girls in pretty summer dresses” i glance down at my cons to try and hide my embarrassment.

“shall we go?” he asks and i nod “wanna give me a ride back” i ask sweetly placing my hands on his shoulders

“jump on” i squeak as he lowers himself down enough for me to jump around his hands finding my thighs to hold me up “sorry if im heavy” i apologise as we take the short walk to the car.

“please are you saying i am not strong enough” he scoffs pretending to take offence “well i mean-” i joke and he losses his grip so i slip a little before placing me on the floor in offence.

i decided to play with him and scream out falling out as i fall to the ground grasping my ankle, he turns around in a split second the smirk wiped off his face “oh my god”

he drops onto his knees “are you okay- what’s wrong- oh my god im sorry-” he rambles running his hands through his hair.

i break character and begin to laugh hysterically, he realises he fell for it and springs up picking m up by my waist and throwing me over his shoulder “thats it your dead”

i squeal trying to squirm out of his grip “put me down!!” i yell laughing at the brunette boy.

he places me on the bonnet of his jeep and stands inbetween my legs “admit it i got you good” i tease poking at his chest. he tries to fight the smile working it’s way across he’s face but fails miserably and starts laughing.

i take my hand and place it on his face and he inches closer hands on my thighs, i slip my hand down to the nape of his neck and pull his lips onto mine. he kisses back as he hands work they’re way up to my face mine go through his hair.

i pull away both of us panting for air “god i had no idea you could kiss like that-” he tells me surprised before re kindling our kiss my legs wrapping around his waist as the kiss turns into a make out sesh.

a car pulling up next to us in the only thing that stops us from continuing, i hide my face from the strangers cole still standing between my legs with his hands on my thighs. he smiles and greets the people awkwardly and waits for them to start down the trail before lifting me off the top of his car.

“to be continued” he mumbles kissing me.

i smile at him hopping into the passenger side, my feet up on the dash the music blaring his hand on my thigh and the wind in my hair as we make our way back home, i slip my hand over his and watch him as he drives the sunlight hitting his face thats when i realised, he is so out of my limit.

shoutout to @juggiexbets my homie give her a follow she’s forreal the cutest bean ever🌈💛🥂👱🏻‍♀️✨🤴🏼💐

Originally posted by grustniyautist

Looking for Ereri blogs to follow (please).

I seriously need more Ereri blogs to follow, or at least blogs that still post Ereri in 2017. (cuz in this time of year, it’s kinda hard to find Ereri content anymore) My dash is lacking Ereri and I’m beginning to get depressed. And it’s tiring to search my ass off for a little speck of Ereri. It feels like the fucking Sahara Desert in the Ereri fandom, nobody is alive out there lol. 

If anybody who ships Ereri is still alive out there. Please oh please like/reblog, do whatever so I can check you out. I need:
- Ereri (obviously)
- Eren Yeager
- Levi Ackerman
- Attack on Titan
(maybe also some good o’l bottom Levi?)

That’s it. I don’t care if you’re a multifandom blahblah, just give me some Ereri please. Even after season 2 came out, the Ereri fandom is still kinda dead. <_<

looking for more book tumblrs to follow

i unfollowed so many people because of messy content, so if you

  • are conscious of the lack of diversity in fiction and pick your reading accordingly
  • dont purposely promote and/or read problematic books (problematic as in containing racism, lgbtqia+-phobia, ableism)
  • listen to call outs and take books off your TBR and want to constantly better your intersectional feminism 
  • optional: are an activist or ally for diversity in publishing and speak up (OMG PLEASE)

i wanna be your bff. 

give me a shout, reblog this, whichever.

also feel free to recommend me people, pls dont leave me hanging i need more ppl on my dash its so dead

I know 22 September is Bilbo and Frodo Baggins’ birthday—but let us not forget that it is also the date in which Samwise Gamgee, last of the Ring-bearers, leaves Middle-earth for ever to reunite with Frodo.
BBC News: Ebook sales drop:why? (Diversity, Depth, but mostly Hope)

I wonder whether the authors of this article have looked at the rise in the writing and reading of fan-fiction, and the impact this has on traditionally published fiction.

Recently I went into a Waterstones and looked at all the new fiction spread out on a table. And I didn’t want to read any of it. I looked - I spent an hour there. I riffled and skimmed dozens of books. I bought nothing.

Firstly, most of it was about m/f relationships. There was nothing I could identify with as an ambi-gendered bisexual. LGBTQ characters, if there were any, were bit part players. I’m English-Irish white, and able-bodied, but had I been a POC, or differently able, then that issue of representation would have been there too. And, similarly, all such characters were bit part players.

Secondly, all of the books seemed to have a deadly sameness. There was nothing I found that had language you could wrestle with, that made you shiver. There seemed to be a tendency to dumb down. The books seemed formulaic, as if each author had been given a list of things to include. They were mostly the same length, allowing little character development.

Thirdly, there were no real happy endings. I understand they are unpopular, because they’re not realistic. And it’s true, they’re not. None of us ever achieves an unambiguously happy ending: it is human nature always to be just a little unsatisfied, because that’s who we are. But we all strive for them. We all covet them. We all hope. And flicking through a book, trying to engage with the characters, learning to love them, wanting them to succeed - that’s a real emotional investment, and sometimes one we make in hope when we are, ourselves, coming from a precarious place, where hope is flickering low. The hope of our characters’ happy endings sustains our hope of our own. ‘Look,’ it tells us, ‘at what remains in Pandora’s Box.’

And time after time, I found that each book, approached in hope, disappointed. I’m not asking for unrealistic perfection. I don’t need all ends darned in to the cosy sweater, or unrealistically neat endings. Real characters aren’t like that. But I did want hope. I wanted a strong sense of uplift, of renewed purpose. I wanted affirmation, development of character, development of love, a commitment to love. A sense of - I keep coming back to it - hope, that people could change, good things could come out of evil, love would triumph at the end.

And instead, I got dreary. Commonplace. Mundane. Dulled characters, beaten, defeated, settling. An unwillingness to post a happy ending, perhaps because publishers and authors feel that it’s too fairy tale, too unrealistic. In the end, I didn’t want to read any of it. I didn’t want to invest, and have my hopes dashed, and my tender feelings wounded by some cruel authorial twist, to have my emotions yanked this way and that, torn, twisted, bruised, and finally find out that that was all I would get.

I have suffered enough of that in my own life. For real. Why would I want to read books that give me more of it?

There is a reason that Greek tragedy existed. It was there to purge the emotions. Oedipus, unknowing, kills his father, and marries his mother. He fathers his own siblings. But over Sophocles’ great trilogy of plays, despite plumbing the depths of human misery, we move steadily to a calmness, an acceptance, a resolution that offers the possibility of redemption, and an ending that leaves us cleansed (catharsis is a cleansing, after all) but not lacerated, torn, and beyond healing. It offers, in the end, hope.

I read fan fiction because it offers me representation, because it is often beautifully written, but mostly because the authors who write it have not forgotten how to hope. They have not forgotten how to offer hope. They have not forgotten that we all need hope, that we all long for a little happiness, at least, in our endings, both personal and fictional.

And I wonder, when I read articles like the one I’ve linked, whether fiction sales are down because traditional publishers have forgotten all of these things.

Diversity. Depth. Hope. Find them in fan fiction. Fan fiction writers do this. Fan fiction readers love this. Publishers: take note.

Guys. We should talk more about Bare - a pop opera. The music is beautiful, there are amazing lyrics and it touches so many important themes. Don’t let me suffer on my own, join me.

this looked so much better when i was drawing it i swear

Did someone say silver haired Anti? Well, @lum1natrix certainly has many times now, so here I am trying my best to provide

Also, tattoos. Lots of them. Because tattoos are cool and these ones are even cooler bc they change and move about

More rambling about said tattoos under the cut

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so i follow/am mutuals with alot of fakes

lmao if ur a louie/ot4 stan who dOESNT HATE the other boys, freddie, their families + significant others, then follow me on @donnylilshit !!!! im! so! over! the! bullshit! I! see! from! y'all!


So I haven’t done this in years! But lately my dash has been kinda empty(I also unfollowed a bunch of blogs that don’t update anymore…like it’s been years!) and I want to follow more awesome folks who share interests similar to mine, so that I can feel involved again and take part in more fandom related conversations.

Basically what I am asking is that  if we have similar interests and you want to share them with me, then give this post a like/reblog this post and I will check out your blog and might give it a follow if I like what I see;) No you don’t have to follow me back(albeit won’t lie that would be nice to have new mutuals, but yeah, not a necessary requirement)!

My interests include 

Harry Potter, MCU and DCU in general,

In particular

  • Carol(The price of salt)
  • Swan Queen(Once upon a time; btw I haven’t watched this show since 3x17 so I don’t care for the rest of it but Swan Queen IS MY OTP since the day the show aired so yeah!)
  • Person of Interest
  • Supergirl (not a fan of yawn hell so this one is also a similar case like Once and I am basically tumblr watching it nowadays)
  • Wynonna Earp
  • Castle
  • Agent Carter
  • Outlander
  • Humans
  • Brooklyn Nine Nine

and a whole bunch of other shows and films and celebs and books lol, check out my blog to get a better ideaxP

Anyway I hope that this will help me to expand my interests and become more active on here again, 

Thanks for taking your time and reading it and liking/reblogging it :)



460x460 Jasper, Amethyst, and Steven Icons from an assortment of episodes, as a gift for @deadartistxx! ( these three are her favorite SU characters :3 )

Feel free to like/reblog if you’re going to use any of them!

Giving me credit for making these is not mandatory, but it is appreciated

Adrienette Month?? I thought we had one already...

So I’ve been seeing a lot of things pop up on my dash for “Adrienette month” which left me feeling really confused because I thought we already had Adrienette April… So I look around and sure enough there is a prompt list. WELL I decided that instead of doing an Adrienette month (because lets not kid ourselves I am going to be doing Adrienette things all the time anyways) I decided that I am going to take the prompt list and instead give a doodle a day (Once I catch up) to some of the things on the show that get LESS love and attention, because there are already tons of people out there who are far more talented then I showering the love square with affection anyways. I will be calling it Alternative Month ^_^ 

Day 1: Made for Each Other