so, for hitting 400 followers, i decided to start compiling a masterpost of ace-safe stim blogs! many are, unfortunately, aphobic or haven’t expressed an opinion regarding it (honestly i don’t blame them), but i want my ace/aro followers to know that they have safe places where they will be accepted.
that being said, please like or reblog this post if your stim blog is safe for ace/aro people. ALL ace/aro people, not just ones that have another lgbtq+ identity. yes, even the “cishet” ones.
Yay! The War on Everyone US Blu-ray is out today! #AlexanderSkarsgard
There is only one extra (COME. ON.) but it is pretty good. There is a 7-minute feature called “Everyone Sounds Off” and it has cast interviews and behind-th-scenes footage with Alexander Skarsgård, Michael Peña, Tessa Thompson, Theo James, Malcolm Barrett, Stephanie Sigman, Paul Reiser and David Wilmot (surprisingly, no John Michael McDonagh). The extra has a wee bit more footage than previously shown in the UK version (but the UK version has way more extras, which I recommend if you can get it to play for you - Region 2).
This movie is wickedly funny! If you are an Alexander Skarsgård fan this film is a must-see, must have!
^my photo of the Blu-ray home page (they show video clips behind Alex & Michael Peña).
Order on Amazon. It comes out in Australia on April 19 (video) and in Japan on June 2.
I love your story and your builds are amazing on twitch. are you reading any good sims stories lately? and if so can you please tell me their names?
Hi Nonny, thank you so much! I really appreciate it ♥ Well, I think everyone knows I’m sort of notoriously bad at keeping up with sim stories, but I do follow a few of them pretty closely and you can find those on my currently reading list: here. It’s not entirely up to date, but it’s still a good list of great writers! If you’re looking, in general, for more great stories, here’s some recommendations of simblr’s whose photos and writing I really admire:
can you please stop posting in the middle of the night!? i just want to sleep but yo keep posting something and its 12 in the morning right now and i keep thinking its this one post i am waiting for but then its yours. Don't get me wrong i love our work but please, Just rest for now. I don't care what time zone you are in just please stop. just for a few hours or i will wake up to 99+ on my home page on tumbler. Please or else you will lose a fan. Please.
LMFAO TURN OFF YOUR WIFI TO SLEEP M8 THAT AIN’T MY FAULT
The Five Times Derek Morgan Asked to Kiss You, and The One Time You Said Yes | Derek Morgan x Reader
Morgan x Reader
52: “Can I have a kiss, please?”
were five times that Derek Morgan asked to kiss you before you finally said yes,
this is the record of each of those instances.
A/N: Thank you so much for your request! This is my longest fic by like 1000 words so thats super exciting! Requests and feedback would be greatly appreciated! I have a link to my masterlist on my home page!
time Derek Morgan that asked for a kiss was when you were still new to the BAU.
You had been there for a little over a quarter of a year and you absolutely
loved it, you loved your team and you loved putting bad guys away, even though
you did admit it took an emotional toll to see the things you saw every day.
One of the main things you didn’t love was the paperwork, and since you were so
new you hadn’t gotten down a rhythm yet, not to mention is was easy to pass off
some extra paperwork onto the new person. What this meant was that while
everyone else was done with their paperwork you were still staying in the
office long after everyone else some nights. This one was of those nights. You
were sipping on what you thought was your 7th cup of coffee, turning
a page when you were startled by a voice ringing out in the semi-dark bullpen.
Y/L/N, what are you still doing here?” Derek Morgan asked, putting his hands up
after you jumped, “Woah, didn’t mean to startle you, my apologies.”
at him, telling him it was alright before frowning, “I thought you went home a
made it all the way down to the parking garage before I realized I forgot something.
You still working on paperwork?” Coming to lean on your desk, he noticed how
much paperwork you still had to get done and scoffed.
it, the newbie got stuck with all of it,” You laugh dryly as you lean back in
your chair and stretch.
alright, you’ll be here all night at this rate, I’ll take half.” Morgan said as
he grabbed half of the files sitting on the side of your desk and you thank him
and smile warmly in response before he continued, “Could I get a kiss for my
troubles?” Giving you a flirty grin that would make anyone’s knees weak and, to
be honest, anyone’s panties hit the floor.
allow yourself to turn red, you knew he was the office flirt and you couldn’t let
yourself get affected by it, much less let him see you turn red in embarrassment
so you sent him a teasing glare. “In your dreams, Morgan.”
fellow FBI agent just laughed as he went to go sit down at his desk to start on
the paperwork. The rest of the night was full of idle chit chat, laughs, and
plenty of papercuts.
second time Derek Morgan asked to kiss you was a few months later while working
on a grueling case. During those few months, you and him had gotten closer,
frequently going out together, having each other over for meals or to watch
movies, grabbing coffee before work, just small things that seemed to start to
bridge the gap of coworkers to good friends, so you were happy when Hotch
partnered you up for the case, going to the ME’s office first.
been in Washington State for almost three weeks now trying to catch this
killer, with no leads but bodies piling up, everyone felt helpless. Because of
this, Hotch sent you and Morgan to the old crime scenes, hoping that new sets
of eyes on the scene may give a different perspective that could lead to a
break. The two of you ran thought what happened, bouncing ideas off each other
and mid-sentence Morgan stops, a look of realization washing over his face.
Quickly pulling out his phone, he called Garcia, feeding her new points of
information and conferenced the rest of the team into the call. Garcia yelled a
name and address into the phone, and all units were to gear up and head over
through the streets, sirens blaring, half of the team going to the work and
half going to the home. You and Morgan arrived at the house just as Prentiss
and Rossi did, SWAT not far behind. After quickly putting on your vests you
burst into the house, finding the unsub in the basement with a gun to the last
victims head. Specializing in negotiation, you talked down the unsub, getting
him in cuffs and putting the victim in an ambulance to the hospital.
job, Morgan.” You said as you two got back in the car to go clean up at the
police station, “You’re the one who figured out the break in the case.”
you, Y/L/N, it was a group effort,” He smiled appreciatively at you before the
smile changed to one you knew far too well at this point, “Do I get a congratulatory
dreams, Derek.” You said with a laugh, smacking his arm lightly before turning
your attention back to the road.
Sometimes, you had to admit, men
annoyed the crap outta you, and right now was one of those times. You were at a
bar with the team, and you were the one who drew the short straw and had to go
get another round of drinks for everyone and bring them back to the table. You
were leaning on the bar, glancing around the room and people watching when you
felt a hand touch your arm to grab your attention. You frowned, turning to face
him, this was supposed to be team bonding night, not have some creepy dude at the
bar hit on you.
help but notice you across the bar, I was wondering if I could buy you a drink.”
The man said, with you think is an attempt at a flirty smile. It was odd and
forced, nothing like the Derek’s handsome and sultry smile. Wait. What. You
stopped yourself from continuing, scolding yourself for thinking about your
co-worker and close friend in that way.
here with people, so I’m going to be getting back to them once I get our
drinks.” You say shortly, shifting your body language to a more closed off position
and hoping that it would ward of the man’s unwanted advances,
sweetheart, It’s just one drink, then you can get back to your friends.” He attempts
again, reaching out to touch your arm.
no.” You brush his arm away, giving him a disgusted look.
here you little bit-“
me, is there a problem here?” A familiar deep voice says from behind you and
you feel an arm drape over your shoulders and pull you close.
her boyfriend?” The creep asks in a harsh tone, a sneer on his lips.
yeah, I am, and I suggest you back up because I do believe she told you no
multiple times.” Derek says evenly, danger in his tone.
the bartender sets all of the drinks you ordered in front of you, and you see
that as a sign to take your leave, “Hey, babe, will you help me carry these
back to our table?” You ask as, looking up at Morgan with a smile, Mr. Can’t-take-no-for-an-answer
eyeing you two with disgust.
course, darlin’, anything for you.” Derek said with a grin as he removed his
arm from around your shoulders and went to grab half the drinks. You frowned
slightly to yourself as you realized that you missed it. As you two walked back
to the table his voice drew you back from your thoughts. “Since I’m your
boyfriend now does that mean I get a kiss?”
you looked up at him, finding that flirty smirk dancing on his lips and you
swore you felt your knees weaken slightly but you didn’t pay it much mind,
rolling your eyes for emphasis, “In your dreams, babe, I do believe I said nothing about you being my boyfriend, you
said that to the creep. You know what pisses me off? He’d listen to another guy
but not me. I swear, the way our society treats women, it’s just breading
kidding,” he says with a shake of his head as you two sit back down to continue
your team night out.
the time you spent with Derek outside work increased. Movie nights turned into
accidental sleep overs when you’d both fall asleep on the couch, your head
resting on his shoulder and his head resting on yours, curled up next to each
other on your couch. The way you behaved around each other at work changed as well. When all
of you were standing in a PD conference room around a bulletin board while going
over facts in a case, you’d rest your arm on his shoulder, leaning into him
slightly. On the plane on the way back when you leaned forward with your head
in your hands and sighed in exhaustion, you’d feel his hand running up and down your back briefly,
before you’d both return back to what you were doing previously. On paperwork
days when you swore entire team probably went through one Folgers tub of coffee a
day, you two developed a little routine. Whenever one of you needed to refill your cup, you’d grab the
other’s on the way over to the coffee pot, and on the way back, the other would
instinctively raise their hand up in response and a mug would be
pressed to their palm and they’d continue working as if the exchange was second
began noticing, they were the Behavioral Analysis Unit after all. When he asked
what time you were coming over that night during lunch Emily shot a questioning
look to Penelope, who just shrugged in response. When you made an inside joke
in front of Rossi and Reid, Spencer frowned, glancing at Rossi, who in return
just put his hands up and walked away. Derek and you weren’t oblivious to their
questioning glances and whispered gossip though, but you two didn’t care in the
slightest, you had nothing to hide nor nothing to explain, you were just close
friends. Or at leasts thats what you told yourselves.
fourth time Derek Morgan asked for a kiss was Valentine’s Day. You hadn’t seen
anyone romantically for a while by then, and surprisingly, neither had Derek.
When asked about his most recent conquests he’d just shrug and say he was
taking a break for a while, much to everyone’s astonishment.
came into the bullpen on the 14th, dressed in all red and pink, handing
you each cards and chocolate and asking what plans you had for the special
romantic night. JJ and Will were going out, but it seemed everyone else was
single with no plans besides wallowing in self-pity, so Garcia suggested you
all go out together, do something fun, maybe pick out one night stands at a bar
to share your sorrows with. Everyone agreed that that sounded fun and you
contemplated going, but ultimately decided that you’d rather spend your sad
lonely night with your copy of The Princess Bride and a tub of Ben and Jerry’s.
You didn’t exactly feel up to getting drunk and watch as your team picked up
hotties, especially not Morgan. The thought of him leaving a bar that night
with a gorgeous woman under his arm made you feel like there was a heavy stone
in your stomach, and you couldn’t exactly discern why.
Y/N/N, it’ll be fun, another team night out,” Derek said, leaning back in his
chair and putting his hands behind his head. Wow, you thought to yourself, that
position really showed off how gorgeous those muscly arms were. “And if you can’t
find any handsome man you want to take home we could always spend some time
together and you can give me that kiss you owe me.”
“Owe you?” You ask, scoffing as you open
up a drawer in your desk, “Since when do I owe you a kiss?”
did half your paperwork and saved your ass from that creep at the bar!” He
laughed, the rest of the team chucking as they watched the ordeal.
want a kiss Derek?” You grinned as you found what you were looking for in your
drawer, a bag of Hershey’s Kisses. Since he had made such a big deal over the
past months of asking for a kiss from you, you thought of something funny to do
the next time he asked. You swore you’d had the chocolate sitting in your desk
drawer for weeks. “I’ll give you more than just one even.” Throwing the bag at
him, he grinned as he caught it, shaking his head.
The fifth and final time Derek
Morgan asked for a kiss was right after the team had caught the unsub. Just
like a previous time, you had split up to go to his work and home, and after
you, Prentiss, and Reid busted into the unsubs work, it became apparent he was
either on the run or at the home. You all listened with baited breath as you
waited for any sign that the team had apprehended the suspect and were safe.
This unsub was a bad one, well they were all bad, but this one had nothing to
lose and was determined to take down as many people with him as he could. So,
when you hear gunshots and “Agent Morgan’s down, we need a medic,” Over your
earcoms, your stomach dropped to your feet and you swore time stopped for a
moment. Prentiss and Reid were calling your name for you to hop in the car to
speed to the closest hospital but you couldn’t seem to move your feet. Then it
was like time finally caught up to you and kicked you into overdrive. You swore
you never drove so fast in your life.
You met Hotch and Rossi at the
hospital and they assured you all that not only had they rescued the final
victim in time, but that Morgan was okay, he just hot hit in the shoulder and
would make a speedy recovery, and that he was in the hospital room eager to see
everyone. As everyone gathered in the hospital room for a bit before having to
go clear the rest of the stuff up at the police station, you hung in the back,
watching from a far as you processed the realization that hit you in the car.
“Y/L/N,” Hotch’s voice pulled you
from your thoughts and you turned to face him, eyebrows raised in question. “The
rest of the team is heading back to the police station for last minute
paperwork stuff, do you mind staying here and driving Morgan to the airport
after he’s cleared?”
“No I don’t mind at all,” You said
a bit numbly, nodding in response. As everyone else cleared out you finally
made your way over to Derek.
“Hey, what’s going on in that
pretty little head of yours?” He asked, brows furrowed as he sat on the edge of
the bed. His shoulder was wrapped up, and that was all that you could look at.
“I was worried, you had me worried.”
You said quietly, moving closer to him.
“I’m fine, I promise, come here,”
He said, lifting his non-injured arm for you to tuck yourself underneath it. As
you sat down beside him you leaned into his side, resting your head on his
“Hey, Derek…” you start, your voice
barely above a whisper.
“I know, Y/N, I love you too.” He
said, moving to tilt your head up to look at him.
You nod in response, looking up at him. You
two sit there for a few moments, just staring in each other’s eyes and only
breaking eye contact to glance down at each others lips every few seconds. Soon
that flirty grin you knew all too well spread across his face.
“Can I have a kiss, please?”
“Yes,” You breathes out and without
a second’s hestitation you closed the distance between your lips.
How to create headspace to work on your art (and motivation is big BS)
Motivation is outdated, overrated and to be frank… big pile of… There were many books already written about that. The most recent one was Mel Robbins “5 second rule" about that. Highly recommended read.
To wait for motivation is like saying ” I will work when it strikes me… so once in a week… month… year" “I will work when I feel like it tomorrow”. What will you do when the muse will never come ? How you will practice in meantime, how you will grow your skills?
It baffles me. How could we, as artists, collectively agreed to work after motivation sparks. How could we not discarded it as a flawless way of thinking? If we just change word “artist” with “computer scientist” it suddenly starts to sound ridiculous. Saying “I won’t work today … I am not motivated” suddenly became this “get out of jail” card. Other people will just nod head with face expressing full understanding.
Sure, you can be the one artist that will wait for this creative spark, but I don’t know where and how far it will take you with your career. Last time I checked the most prominent and successful artists had thousands of works done : Rembrandt had produced well over 600 paintings,[nearly 400 and 2,000 drawings and Picasso …13,500 paintings 100,000 graphic prints or engravings 34,000 book illustrations 300 sculptures and ceramics
If you want to be professional, act professional. Find a structure for your work, organize yourself, have some work habits. I have some tips to gradually walk from being dependent on feeling to work and rather be able to work everyday just by learning structure and discipline.
Identify your distractions. Only after you identify them you can eliminate them. Spend too much time on Youtube? Create a new account where you will only have art videos background music. When you work there should be no temptation to even check new video. My Youtube home page contains only of instrumental music and art videos. For myself I found out that best music for work would be relaxing jazz, instrumental music from movies or anime. Having urge to check mail every 20 min? Decide on times of the day when you will check mail. Ideally do it in the morning and after you are done with work.
Keeping focus for 1 hour straight is too much? Be mindful about the decision you are making everyday. Do you often times walk up to the fridge while you are working or go to make some tea/coffee? Just to distract you from doing your work and create art? This is something we do to avoid working and still justifying it. If you have problems with big stretches of ‘deep work’ use some method like Pomodoro Technique - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pomodoro_Technique . Every 25 min of work you have 5 mins break and once you did 4 cycles you get longer break. Aim to have 8-10 pomodoro sessions.To be able to work without distraction for longer period take a look at book by Cal Newport - 'Deep work : Rules for Focused Success in Distracted World’.Author will give you some remedies for your problem with focusing. Have a goal. Based on that you will be able to understand what to do and plan your day, week accordingly. If you have goal then you will have deadline. Deadlines are good! they help you finish work. Every finished work will always be 1000 times better than the best work that you only finished in your imagination.
Stop trying to be perfect. The reality we all strive for perfection but we will never get it. Focus just on producing rather than aiming for unreachable goal. The less your expectation are, the less fear of failure you have and thus the less mental power you need to have to even start doing something. Just think for a second what is for you fear of failure and why are you afraid. Then realistically what will happen when you won’t deliver the masterpiece that is in your head. Exactly. Nothing will happen. You will probably just come to conclusion that it was from the beginning the fear of being judged by other people. You shouldn’t - no one has right to do that and if they do it shouldn’t be your problem that someone wants to bring you down.
Train yourself to write down your tasks. Break down bigger tasks into smaller ones, to write task for everyday. If it’s not in calendar you will probably won’t do it. You can find digital tools to help you with that. There are some apps there to organize your days. What I use is Todoist. You can find something that works for you because this is something very personal how we organize a day. Maybe you are against digital tools and prefer old fashioned paper calendar. Explore, search and try out. For me works mix of digital and traditional. I havenotebook just for planning and I add to that Todoist and Evernote. Evernote is great to make quick notes, keep my bookmarks organized and writing down important informations.
The most important routine is to keep your everyday practice of drawing/sketching. Personally I have few sketchbooks that I fill simultaneously. I explore, I let myself be free there, do mistakes, ink , study, copy masters, do imaginative work, make creative mess. However it opens your mind and let you find out new influences for your work. No one have to look at it because it serves another purpose. Write down dates when you draw - this will help you with keeping daily practice. Make it a goal to fill 4 - 6 sketchbooks a year. That goal will force you to try at least doodle simple 10 min sketch. It is doable and honestly you will see progress but be patient. Keep your tools visible. Surround yourself with them.
All the above will help you with structure for your day. It won’t take back from your creativity. On the contrary. You will find you have more time and do more each day. You finally start things and finish them. You will train your willpower to focus on work. Willpower is like muscle it require work to be strong. That will lead to your better focus and ability to deep work. What’s most important you will work on daily basis. There will be variety of course. Some days you will just feel bad but at least you won’t try to make it as excuse to not work on your art.
So as some of my followers know, music is a big part of my art process and some people have asked if I could share my playlists for my respective ships, I originally started the playlists on my own ipod but i’ve since put them up on spotify so that I can share them! Here’s the links to each of the one’s I have, and I will always be adding music onto them as I find songs that inspire me.