my internet was down and i just

foxdragons-kiss  asked:

Oh my God! I am SO ridiculously happy that I found your blog at long last! *bows down on her knees and raises hands to the sky* Thank you, internet gods! I've been seeing your work all over the place, but I could never figure out just who the heck this fantastic artist was, but now I have and you have a guaranteed follower for life. Please keep making the beautiful art that you do! I just adore your work. I can't even believe that I'm writing you a message! I'm fangirling so bad right now! ajkjd



ive been getting harassed by this one anon tonight and she/he is saying some pretty nasty stuff and im honestly just not in the mood for this crap today so im going to take my lazy ass and go to bed because it 1am and im just feeling very defeated and not up to editing and posting what I wanted to.

i hope you guys understand and im sorry if I’m letting you down im just in need of some loving rn🙍🏽

i promise ill post tomorrow!! love you guys, and please just keep this as a reminder that there is alot of vulgar people on the internet and you just gotta keep n eye out ❤🌈💐💛🤴🏼

Shared house traits

Gryffindor & Hufflepuff
-sweet summer child
-close, intimate, heartbreak mending hugs
-giggles “that’s what she said”
-likelihood you’ll fall in love with them +9999999%
-probably still owns a stuffed toy

Ravenclaw & Slytherin
-already wrote an encyclopedia on all the ways they’re better than you
-judging you not-so-silently
-“my words are both poison and exilir. tempt me, if you dare.”
-intimidating at first bUT THEYRE ACTUAL CINNAMON ROLLS
-“aw you didn’t have to do that!-…what do you want?”
-too many trust issues, someone just HUG THEM

Gryffindor & Ravenclaw
-already stalked you on all your social media accounts
-board games. video games. gaaames. 
-always has a mess. somehow knows where everything is. 
-BUSY. friends, hobbies, school/work, internet til 2am, busy.

Slytherin & Hufflepuff
-knows who they will search for first during the apocalypse
-“i trust you with my life. don’t let me down”
-literally gives the best first impressions
-it’s actually a little scary how much they could be hiding
-work, work, work, workwork

Hufflepuff & Ravenclaw
-“god you’re so fucking weird and i love it”
-that friend who never yells at anyone until they do and everyone is terrified
-my otp is better than yours
-“rules were not made to be broken unless i say so”
-happier when all is peaceful and quiet

Gryffindor & Slytherin
-that friend that shares all the hot selfies they find. (bless them)
-has never made a good decision after 2am
-*loses something* *blames it on you* *finds it 2min later with their stuff*
-selfie game too strong

Best Out-of-Context Lines From Musicals

- “Sit down John, you fat motherfucker!”

- “Screw the middle classes, I will never accept them!”

- “Consider yourself part of the furniture.”

- “Now shut your face.”

- “Henry can’t really stay; he’s got rabies.”

- “I love you even though it does not matter that I still don’t know your name.”

- “The internet is not for porn!”

- “Miss America should just resign!”

- “No one keeps a cow for a friend!”

- “Lot 666 then.”

- “Nothing can bend the will like half-Castilian men!”

- “Sometimes my father appeared to enjoy having children.”

When will companies learn that the best way to advertise their product is to just have the weirdos of the internet namedrop the product in shitposts. No “official accounts”. No “Having People on Vine make Vines with your product in it”. Just have someone with a decent number of followers post like

My friend: Hey man, you always seem down in the dumps
Me, doing a kickflip and taking a bite of Nutter Butter: It’s what I do.

✧・゚:* Wave^10 *:・゚✧

Friendly Reminder

Please tag your NSFW posts. 

NSFW literally stands for Not Safe for Work, and I totally support the Free the Nipple movement going around, but seriously it’s still not safe for work. My job is basically an on-call job where I have a lot of down time and I browse the internet to pass the time. I utilize both tumblr savior and Xkit to try and keep my dash safe for browsing at work or in public, so please, do not skip tagging your free the nipple posts. The NSFW tag is not to sexualize the post it’s literally just so savior and xkit can pick up and block it for people who don’t want to see it. 

And sorry in advance if I unfollow you, but I have a zero tolerance thing on NSFW tags. 

Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off (Sebastian Stan x Reader)

A/N: I honestly have no idea what this is bC I wrote in just now lol. I figured what the heck right haha (: also I had to rush bC of my lima bean attention span. I may or may not make this into another series (;I hope you guys like it! ENJOY! -Delilah ❤

Warnings: flirting.


You stared down at the glowing computer screen in complete boredom.

It was spring break, yet instead of partying it up like usual nineteen year olds, you were tucked away in your room on the Internet.

The sounds of the rain blowing against your bedroom window was the only audible thing in the room besides the Twilight movie playing in the background. Taking a sip of your wine, you clicked away.

Omegle was literally the poorest excuse for entertainment. There was nothing but either perverts, psychopaths and obnoxious teenagers that screamed “send nudes!” Which was the complete opposite of what you planned to do.

But this site was new, it still allowed you to talk to strangers, as there were no profile pictures, but you could see their usernames. After typing in the first thing that came to your mind, you finalized your profile and started chatting.

Immediately, you were reconnected to the chatting page, where the familiar words typed out.

“You are now chatting with a stranger, say hi!”

Princess97: hi (:

You watched as the stranger began typing.

SexySeaBass82: hey. (-:

Princess97: sooo I’m kinda new to this lol.

SexySeaBass82: same. gosh I feel so old.

Princess97: oh? how old are you?

SexySeaBass82: 34. you?

Your eyebrows instantly raised. He was a bit older than you expected. You didn’t think anything of it, though. You were just chatting, for the love of god.

Princess97: wowwww I thought you were actually old for a second. (;

SexySeaBass82: lol you sure it doesn’t bother you?

Princess97: cross my heart. (-;

SexySeaBass97: thank god lol. you’re the first decent dame i’ve met on here.

You don’t know how it happened, but you and the mysterious SexySeaBass82 ended up chatting for hours. You found out he lived in New York, which was pretty far from your hometown. He was a really big Marvel fan, especially when it came to the Winter Soldier.

The guy had a huge hard on for him.

SexySeaBass82: all i’m saying is, the actor who plays him is 100% the hottest hands down.

Princess97: you mean Steven Stan?

SexySeaBass82: his name is Sebastian Stan lol. and he’s gonna win an oscar this year. just you wait.

You snorted.

Princess97: the guy who plays captain america is hotter.

You knew that would get him. You let out a giggle as you saw him replying rapidly.

SexySeaBass82: UM ARE U BLIND?


SexySeaBass82: i cannot believe you said that. smh.

Princess97: ok, ok. he’s sort of hot.

The reply you got was almost instant.

SexySeaBass82: YES! mission accomplished! (;

After a few more exchanged words, you said your goodbyes and you watched as his status went from online to offline.

You plopped onto your bed with a content sigh. It was completely irrational, but you really wanted to talked to the mysterious man again. You guys were practically the same person, just at different ages. And you were pretty sure he was just bored like you were.

You closed your eyes, letting the exhaustion of the day pull you under.

Little did you know, the man on the other side of the world was lying in his own bed, smiling like a dork before drifting off to sleep.

-FIN! 😊

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Horror film concept: Dude (outwardly respectable and married with children) trolls and stalks a girl on the internet with sexist, horrible remarks. Thinks nothing of it. It’s just some fun. Gets on with his life. Then it turns out she’s a chainsaw-wielding manic who will absolutely track him down and destroy his life.

Not kidding, I wrote a script like that once. For a class project.

Based on an anecdote my friend told me about her shock at discovering she was being stalked online by, well, a NORMAL family man. With two daughters. (She wasn’t a psycho, though. She was just, eh, quite scared of him.)

It was Kill Bill meets Clerks.

But as my screenwriter teacher pointed: “Well, Sharon, it’s low-budget. Which works and is feasible. But it’s too dark for American audiences, obviously. I think most people would just end up feeling bad for the main guy. He’d be the hero.”

anonymous asked:

I told my parents I want a copy of Akira (the 80's anime) for my birthday. They thought I was asking for an Acura car and have been trying to talk me down to a smaller gift, and I can't get the idea of your Bruce Wayne making a similar mistake out of my head.

he wouldn’t even question it tbh, he just buys tim an acura, tim doesn’t even like having to drive in a non-remote-controlled context because it makes him anxious but bruce figures there must be a reason because he seemed like he really wanted it and not even in some weird ironic internet way

Something caught my attention, and I realised only now.
From what I have seen on the English-speaking Internet people are either afraid of something holding them down in their sleep or think it not a big deal. Here, however, people decided, “It's​ okay, it is probably just a certain small, hair-covered spirit that lives in your house permanently and has about as much authority in it as you do, ask it what it means by waking you up in such a rude manner. ”

Prompt: Drarry discover fanfiction.

“Hey, Malfoy.”

“What do you want, Potter?”

“I thought you might want to take a look at this.”

“What is it?”

“Something I stumbled across on the internet.”

“Potter, I have no interest in anything Muggle related– What’s a ‘drarry’?

“Just… just read it?”

“Potter, that’s my name on there.”


“And your name. Or is there a Muggle Harry Potter somewhere?”

“No, that’s me. That’s… us.”

*silence for a few minutes*

“Potter, is this supposed to be some kind of sick joke?”

“It’s apparently called ‘fanfiction’.”

“I don’t care what it’s called, why am I reading about your cock in my mouth?!”

“Jesus, would you keep your bloody voice down?”

“Oh no.”

“What, what is it?”

“Y-you’re undressing me?! Potter, I demand you take this down!”

“I can’t do that, I didn’t write it!” *silence again* “What… what’re we doing now?”

“You’re– Merlin, Potter, what sort of sexually deviant pervert would write something like– oh, Merlin save us all.”

“What? What’s happening?”

“Potter. I would never whisper your name sweetly whilst you fucked me!”

“I know that. You’re obviously a screamer.”

“Wh– excuse me?!”

“You’re not the kind who’d whisper sweetly, Malfoy, come on!”

“I’ll bloody well whisper sweetly if I want to!”

“Fine! You wouldn’t hear me complaining!”


“Yes, good!”

“And why does this clown think you’d last–” *squints* “–five paragraphs long before you come?!” *loud cackling*

“I’ll show you five paragraphs. I’ll show you bloody ten paragraphs!”

“Pfft, easy there, Potter. You might pull something.”

“Fuck you!”


“Tonight. My place.”

“I’ll bring wine.”

“No, Malfoy. Bring lube. ‘cause I don’t have nearly enough for the amount we’re going to need.”

“Ugh, you’re a crass oaf, Potter.”

“All night long, Malfoy. All bloody night long.”

“Maybe we could read some more of this ‘fanfiction’ first, though. You know… For inspiration?”

inclines  asked:

I adore your JARVIS headcanon and have adopted it as my own! It'd be interesting, existing only in the Deep Web. Does he use insecure security cameras to view the world? How would you interact with it? Could you piggyback on a university's / manufacturer's internet signal to use their equipment? It'd be such an interesting space outside of dedicated and secure severs and hardware. I wonder what it would be like.

Also, just a thank you in general, I really adore your writing (and that you still write for JARVIS, which has become rarer after the movies). <3

I will NEVER STOP writing about JARVIS, he is hands down my favorite thing about the MCU and I refuse to let him just die out.

Keep reading

I guess Imma also post this on here,
I made it a while ago and posted it on my Twitter (fairlyylocaldan)
The 84th ryc vid is basically the first one I ever watched (which was over a year ago) so I thought “why not animate Jacks videos from this one on”. Which I did :P
The background took me so long oml because I wanted to draw it exactly like it was in the setup tour vid.
Anyways, Jack you helped me a lot. Your positivity keeps me motivated your cozy videos make me calm down and smile and everything you do and all the quotes you already made are so admirable. I met my best internet friend through you and I can’t thank you enough for that. I also can’t thank you enough for being you and accepting everybody.
I am from Germany and have a really bad nut allergy that won’t allow me to go abroad yet but if I ever find a way to go to America to a convention or if you ever come to VidCon Europe I’d just love to hug you. So tight. That’s what motivating me to go on.
You are such an inspiration for us and we always got your back. @therealjacksepticeye
Love, Marie :)

an exchange with my mother

by Finch, 18, Nonbinary/Agender

CW: mentions of depression, suicide, deadnaming, misgendering and invalidation

“I have no gender“ i said

well that is just some teenage fad

“the word is nonbinary“

i added a bit more carefully

what an assembly of bullshit

those were words that hit,

me deep down in my stomach pit.

“i found the words online” I mentioned

you’ve been on tumblr far too long,

it i can’t be real

“but that is how I feel!”

“and it’s not for attention”

then I got extremely sad

it was really really bad

I would’ve rather been dead

spent more time lying

in bed crying,

found soothing words on the internet.


more than half

of those who are NB

die suddenly

from being suicidal,

because they were invalidated.

Misgendered and deadnamed

My better mood came back

what hurts me is the way you act

like nothing ever was

as if my identity really was a fad.

But I still AM

I just stay silent

never mention it

Not when you’re present.

Life update

I’m moving! This weekend! I’ve been packing and moving and getting stuff ready all week so I’ve been really really busy and haven’t really had time for much else.

A note - the new place won’t have internet until after February 10th (don’t have an install date yet, just know it will be after the 10th), so I’ll continue to be scarce here for a couple weeks after I move. But once I got internet and am settled, I expect to be on here a bit more, finally!

I did manage to watch all of this Stevenbomb, though! I’ll be posting my thoughts soon (before I lost internet), when I have time to sit down and collect my thoughts (short thoughts are that I really enjoyed it and super look forward to where the story is going!)

Bedtime || Dan Howell x Reader

A/N: Hello there! welcome to my blog, my name is Kailyn and I am here to share my writing with you! Not gonna lie, I wanted to have this up sooner than tonight but yesterday was my birthday, and I didn’t get home until late last night, and then when I tried to write it my internet crashed, and it was a mess. But it is here now! I really hope you guys enjoy this, seeing as it is my first Dan x Reader ever done. So, please tell me what you think. Send me messages, like it, do whatever, but please do not just leave me hanging, okay?

Quietly, you opened the door to Dan and Phil’s flat, kicking off your shoes and setting your keys down gently. Dan had warned you beforehand that he was going to be filming when you got off of work, and you wanted to disturb him as little as possible. 

As you crept up the stairs, you could hear Dan talking to the camera. You paused for a moment, loving the sound of his laugh, knowing that his dimples would be poking out at the camera. You set your bag down by one of the chairs, quietly cursing as you remembered that you left your laptop on Dan’s bed this morning. Sighing, you drop down onto one of the sofas, unlocking your phone and starting to play on it.

A few minutes later, you feel something shaking you. Grumbling, you open your eyes to see Dan’s face in yours. “Hello there.” You say, smirking at him, your eyelids drooping.

“Come on, sleepy girl. Let’s go to bed.” He says, pulling on your arms. You shake your head, groaning. 

“Carry me.” You tilt your head upwards, your eyes still not open, a small pout on your lips.

“Come on, then, love.” Dan says, bending to scoop you up in his arms, bridal style. Your arms automatically wrap around his neck, your head falling onto his chest. Dan pushes the door to your shared bedroom open with his foot, gently setting you on the bed.

You sit up, your eyes opening to almost complete darkness. You stand up and move to get pajamas, sitting back down on the bed. You start to change, not even caring that Dan is in the room. At this moment, all you want is to get some sleep, and some cuddles from Dan. 

“Someone must be really tired.” Dan mumbles in your ear, as he crawls into the bed beside you, one arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his chest. You murmur happily, nodding. “Goodnight, Y/n.” 

“Goodnight, Dan.” You say, and moments later you have both drifted into a content sleep, not waking up until the sun bathes you in light the next morning.