ok this is the first time i make one of these

anonymous asked:

C, E, V, and X for Ace, Sabo, and Shanks?

OK the last one then ;DDD

Ace

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

  • ok he would only come anywhere near his s/o when they allowed him too, but he likes cumming inside them   

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) 

  • ???? who knows he had awkward first times for sure, come on Ace is a dork!

Sabo

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

  • he likes cumming inside his s/o but he would not mind using a hankerchief for that

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

  • saaame Sabo had awkward first times too, just a dork like Ace, god the ASL bros are so similar

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

  • Sabo’s moans and grunts are very repressed but he can’t hold them back long, his voice sounds raspy then

Shanks

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

  • inside his s/o or on their tighs or better belly even

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?) 

  • OHHH SHANKS he’s experienced AS heck, he did it many times and he did it very many different people…Shanks knows what he’s doing
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remember the white dress i wore all through that film? george came up to me the first day of filming, took one look at the dress and said: “you can’t wear a bra under that dress.”

“ok, i’ll bite,” i said. “why?” and he said: “because… there’s no underwear in space.”

he said it with such conviction. like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties anywhere.

he explained. “you go into space and you become weightless. then your body expands but your bra doesn’t, so you get strangled by your own underwear.”

i think that this would make for a fantastic obituary. i tell my younger friends that no matter how i go, i want it reported that i drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.

rest in peace, carrie fisher (october 21st, 1956 - december 27th, 2016)

it just hit me how much viktor actually loves yuuri?? like
-he remembered a drunk dancing japanese man for a year and waited for him to ‘call’ to him
-he danced with him, a complete stranger, and didn’t take advantage of him at all
-he gave up his entire career to get to yuuri
-he’s still letting yuuri make his own choices and isn’t forcing him into anything
-he’s always kind to yuuri and is sweet and caring
-he made that one kissing innuendo and just !!!!! yuuri pLs
-cried over yuuri because he was happy and frustrated that he was going to leave him
-the first time viktor cried in this series was because he thought yuuri was leaving him
dude just
wow viktor. you’re a legend.

ok but now all i’m thinking of is how lena, ceo of a multi billion dollar corporation, who’s probably scheduled every second, forget minute, of every day, who just told her assistant that kara is to be letup at any time. and how kara came barging in, the assistant saying that she looked away for one second and she was gone, kara coming in with the assistant telling her not to.

ad she’s asking for lena’s help. at first she thinks here we go, no one can be as sincere and as genuine as kara seems, she’s asking for a favor and she’s even going for the classic ‘asking for a friend’ scenario to make herself seem better.

except, it really is for a friend, the panic in kara’s eyes real and genuine–someone she cares about has gone missing. she’s not being selfish, she really is being as selfless as she seems.

even more noticeable, she’s not asking for lena to fix it. she’s just asking for a name, a location, and that’s it–not money or power or even lena’s involvement. she just wants to know something that lena already knows, something that lena knows–that’s the key. Lena knows about her because she went to boarding school with Roulette, and really, nothing she tells kara even costs her anything. Not even time–she knows it off the top of her head. She doesn’t have to bribe politicians, or hire investigators, or say anything that could hurt L Corp–she just wants information about a woman she already doesn’t really like, all to protect someone else.

In Lena’s experience, we’re kind of given the impression that anything she’s experienced that seems too good to be true is–except, kara’s been proving her wrong, time and time again.

She wrote a phenomenal article about L Corp, but wasn’t afraid to tell her–with a huge, genuine smile–that she disagreed with Lena’s ideas. She asks for help, but not for herself. She’s not asking this because she wants to use Lena–she just wants to keep her friend safe. Kara’s looking at Lena with such gratitude and relief shining in her eyes, and Lena wonders when was the last time she was

This small time reporter, probably from the middle of nowhere, is brazen enough to barge right into the office of one of the most powerful women on the planet, all for a friend. Really, who wouldn’t want a woman like that as a friend? Or maybe even something more? Kara may look like a mouse in disguise but forget steel, she has a diamond core.

Lena’s probably tired of the two extremes– yes-men, who just want to use her for her money and her influence, and people who hate her because of her family. Kara is someone who isn’t afraid to speak up to her, to say she thinks she’s wrong, but she doesn’t demonize Lena. She treats her like she would any other friend.

And clearly, Lena’s enjoying it. There was the whole really gay flirting  on the couch scene, and the fact that kara has free reign into her office. God, it’s been like a month and already she’s so infatuated with one of the most oblivious people in National City. Poor Lena. Kara really should come with a warning:

“Hi my name is Kara Danvers and if you are a powerful and brilliant woman who’s never really had many friends and also a rough family life there’s a 100% chance you will fall in love with me. References: Lucy Lane and Cat Grant. Possibly more to follow.”

Yoon Bum’s Two Beds

OK, so in chapter 14 it seems pretty clear that the apartment Sangwoo goes to is Yoon Bum’s alone. The landlord is calling only Bum looking for rent, and would not be selling an apartment that someone else lived in. Not to mention the dildo sitting in the bathroom.

I’ve seen other people talking about the important question this brings up, which is, didn’t Bum say he lives with his uncle? It doesn’t seem like his uncle lives in that apartment with him, so maybe sometimes his uncle makes him stay with him, or forces his way into Bum’s apartment?

Now, in chapter one here’s what I noticed. The first time Yoon Bum is seen laying in bed, it’s on only a mattress, and it looks like this is at the same apartment we saw in chapter 14. It’s in the same corner and everything.

BUT, later in chapter one, he’s seen coming home and sitting down on this bed:

There’s no sink with tiles like that in the apartment we see in 14, and certainly no nice bed like that one. The fact that this is a full bed and not just a mattress is emphasized further with this scene where he’s grabbing the bed post:

Thus, it looks like he has two places that he comes home to; his apartment, and then this place, which is presumably someone else’s house/apartment. His uncle’s, his grandma’s, or possibly they both live there.

This brings up so many questions. Why would he come here when he has his own place, and why would he have his own place when he can come here? A theory that I was thinking was that maybe this second place has a computer and wi-fi and stuff for him to do his stalking on? He mentioned following Sangwoo on social media religiously, yet there didn’t appear to be a computer in the apartment Sangwoo was walking around in. He could do it on his phone, but the opening scenes gave me an impression that he spend a lot of time doing this and would definitely want to be using a computer.

“We’re milking the cows tonight! It’s “Chateau Romani”. It’s the first time I get to drink it! Until now, my sister always said “Wait until you’re an adult”. But why now?”
“…You’ve become an adult now, Romani…I see it in you. I’m acknowledging it.”
“Then, does Romani get a mask, too?”
“Well, yes, I’ll make one for you… Sleep with me in my bed tonight, OK, Romani?”

This one is based on the scene between these twoon the third night. It’s heartbreaking…. Poor Cremia knows that they’ll likely die by the next day, but she’s trying to act like nothing’s wrong…

Process Video here

> Great Fairy’s Mask
> Keaton Mask
> Captain’s Hat
> Giant’s Mask
> Don Gero’s Mask
> Deku Mask
> Kamaro’s Mask
>
Zora Mask
> Blast Mask
> Garo’s Mask
>
All-Night Mask
> Goron Mask
> Bunny Hood
> Postman’s Hat
> Bremen Mask
> Stone Mask
> Couple’s Mask
> Mask of Scents
> Gibdo Mask
> Mask of Truth
> Kafei’s Mask
> Troupe Leader’s Mask

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anonymous asked:

What are all the weird/ embarrasing/ cute things that even saw isak doing in the two months before the bathroom scene?

okay this shit is actually my jam. even thirsting after isak from afar is good shit:

  • isak makes the weirdest faces when he’s trying to open his locker like a mix between “i want this locker to burn in a fiery pit” and “this is karmic revenge for not reading that one biology chapter isn’t it.” like that boy has a harder time trying to get his locker to open up than bella did with edward at the beginning of the twilight series (ok, even’s only seen the first two, and he was trying to tap into a teenage phenomenon - you can’t blame him). even almost goes over there at least ten times to offer his big muscles to help. seriously, the time when he just taps on isak’s locker and it swings open is just pure luck, and he pats himself on the back about it for at least an hour afterwards.
  • “have you heard the rumors about my rapping??” oh boy even’s totally seen it on instagram, but it’s nothing compared to hearing him rap in person. he’s just casually passing behind isak’s table in the cafeteria (trying to get this boy to look at him but he’s oblivious), when jonas is like “dude u rap like a white boy” and isak’s like WATCH ME and tries to do fuck tha police and even….will never listen to that song without cracking up again
  • actually isak seems to be purely motivated by people telling him he can’t do things?? even sometimes sees one of isak’s friends make a comment only for isak to get this really offended look in his eye and do the thing anyway. so far, even’s seen him try to climb the walls of nissen spider-man style, plank on the bike rack (he falls within 3 seconds), and pouring at least half a bottle of hot sauce on his cheese sandwich (he runs to the bathroom pretty quickly after that).  
  • one day isak comes to school still drunk from the night before that he accidentally knocks over his orange juice onto his biology notebook, and even hears him mutter “huh….capillary action”
  • speaking of studying, this guy who acts too cool for school with his snapbacks and hip friends (except for like magnus but he’s hip by osmosis) actually studies quite a bit. the first time even sees isak cracking open a schoolbook at lunch, he assumes that isak’s cramming for a test, but he has no idea that isak actually genuinely likes learning until he sees a book about multiverse theory poking out of his backpack. even had been intrigued before, but this is when it starts becoming an actual crush. because there’s more to him than the cute boy who can’t rap?? and even wants to learn so much more about him, wants isak to tell even every detail about his life and his interests with those wide eyes that even is already having a hard time looking away from.
*Click.Click.Click.....*

Firstly, long time lurker, first post ever. Secondly, I’m typing this from my phone, so I apologise for any formatting issue. Thirdly, English isn’t my first language, so please bear with any spelling or grammatical errors.

Now, this happened around 3 years back, when I was in my 6th semester at university. One of the lecturers from my department (who’s normally an ok guy but a douche in this story so let’s call him DL) informed my section and another that he’d be taking one of our hour long free periods to make up for a lecture that was missed for reasons I can’t recall. Fair enough. DL had course to cover, and missing one hour of freedom doesn’t really spell the end of the world.

However, the thing was, said free period was right before our lunch break, and most students were worried that DL’s lecture would cut into that, despite his assurances that it wouldn’t. You see, while some students eat at the cafeteria, a significant number head to their dorms mess, which has fixed lunch timings.

So, the hour comes and goes, and DL is droning on and on, with no end in sight. Students start to complain, but the DL says no one leaves until he’s done talking, or they’ll be marked absent (attendance held weightage in our grade).

So, as DL starts eating away at our lunch break, I decide to use the tools at hand to exact retribution on behalf of my dorm friends. From the mid row bench in the class, I begin clicking my ballpoint pen repeatedly. The guy next to me begin, and then the guy next to him, and so on, until DL’s voice was drowned out by the glorious chorus of around a 100 clicking pens. He stopped talking.

Tldr: Lecturer wouldn’t end the class on time. Buried him in pens.

the thing about ‘draw it again’ is that no one fucking tells you that as a kid

or ok they didn’t tell me, not until I was in college

but look you’re a kid and you see artwork in comics, you see animation, you see illustrations in books and on posters and just everywhere and no one tells you how much fucking work went into those things so you assume they just sprung from the ether fully formed and then you try to mimic that, to do everything perfect the first time, so you never build the habits of doing the Steps, the long planning process, because you don’t fucking SEE that part, you see the finished product

its why I love social media because now! now you can see how much FuCkING wORK people do to make comics and animation and illustrations. People post their works in progress and its so fucking validating to know that the shit they do isn’t just perfect the second they create it. It Takes Revisions and Planning, and that still blows my mind, I’m still unlearning so many goddamn assumptions about how this shit gets made and that just adds to my fucking problem, because on top of having all these natural deficiencies that contribute to my inability to Do Thing, I’m also still learning how to do thing

its like I taught myself how to sprint and got pretty good at it but what I needed to learn is how to survive a fucking marathon

how??? do you fix years of focusing on the WRong Shit??? on top of having no motivation, throat-closing anxiety and the attention span of a gnat???

OH MY GOD okay listen, SuperCorp AU

U know the basket auction tradition from Gilmore Girls? (for those who don’t know, it’s like a regular auction but girls make baskets full of food etc. and those who buy the basket get to have a picnic date with the girl who made it)

adkfhaskdfhjs OKAY SO, Kara would totally make a basket bc she’s a precious muffin and loves the tradition and it’s her first time making one and she’s so happy and proud of how she made all the food (she totally had the biggest basket there ok fight me) and she put flowers there etc.

so the auction starts and it’s Kara’s turn, and of course all the dudes are bidding to get a date with Kara. James offers $20, Winn then offers $22, James again with $24. Mon-El offers $30, and as soon as J’onn says “do I have a $31?” showing up from behind a tree in the background is no other than Lena Luthor herself, the richest girl in school, and she yells “$200 for a date with Blue Eyes! The boys can keep the basket.”

I Would Never Call It Love 2

Since I just saw pictures of Calum and Nia kissing I’m going to make a really sad blurb right now to go with my dark soul and tears. Also partly inspired by nerdymuke on tumblr and their “through the years” story, so go check them out. Ok, enjoy.

part 1

(not my gif)

One month later…

Calum was enjoying the first month of his world tour with his best friends. He also enjoyed the new found time with his front band, which mostly consisted of girls. The drummer, with her colorful hair, big lips, and puppy eyes, really caught his attention. His skin would get bumpy at the touch of her hand on his, his arms neatly wrapped around her thin waist so easily, his smile came naturally as a result of her presence and laughter. She could feel the growing tension as well, loving every moment she got to spend with this golden boy.

Y/N, on the other hand, was living a life of full regret. She had only gone out once since her and Calum’s last exchange, which resulted in her crying in the vodka infused punch bowl to random people who passed about her sadness. She was eventually kicked out onto the cold streets, and slept on a nearby park bench that night with no recollection of anything that night. She had skipped classes because she was physically too ill to attend, not because she had a cold or flu, but because her crying kept her up all night. She would never get any sleep, and couldn’t breathe out of her nose or talk normally because her throat was scratched from the screaming that would accompany her cries. Thank God she lived alone. She also missed many days of work because of this as well, but never more than she missed school. She still had to put food on her table.

The urge to call him, the urge to run over to his place and bang on the door to be let in, knowing full well he wasn’t home, was beginning to break her down. She never knew pain could hurt this bad when the person who you’re hurting over was never really yours. I mean, who would know? She had deleted all the pictures, texts, etc. the night they last encountered each other so there was nothing to help mend her heart, she absolutely had nothing of his or anything that remotely reminded her of him. She forgot his signature scent, the curves in his biceps, his squishy cheeks, his touseled dark curls, his errupting laughter. And all of it, she missed deeply.

The boys felt uneasy once they saw Calum falling for Nia so quickly after what last happened with Y/N. Of course, they never knew of what happened behind closed doors, but they knew something was going on. They weren’t just friends that would ‘go out for coffee’ or ‘go out for brunch’ every week, or so Calum would say, for 6 hours at a time. Ashton knew better than anyone, and he saw texts that proved his thoughts right. He wondered why Calum was so broken once the plane had annouced their departure, tears instantly slipped from his eyes while looking down at a phone with no notifications. And once he saw Calum’s eyes fall on Nia with such interest, he knew it was about Y/N.

Soon, the boys would be stopping at their next show which was in Chicago. For hours Ashton contemplated contacting Y/N via Twitter since he followed her, asking her if she’d like to come to the show. He would pay for her ticket, hotel, and backstage pass so she could see Calum again after a little over a month, and spark whatever they had that left his poor Cal in tears. Ash knew he would have to be sneaky though, making sure Calum wouldn’t take his phone or overhear conversations with her. But in the end, he sent her a message.

Her face lit up like a christmas tree in the dead of night. Her heart raced to a million beats, and her head pounded every corner of her brain. She couldn’t believe it. The offer, the reasoning behind it, everything. At first, she absolutely declined. Telling Ashton, “No. Absolutely not. I haven’t nothing to say to him, and want nothing to do with him. Sorry, but thanks for the offer.” Then Ashton laid down the heavy card. “But he cried over you. For the first few days he sat by himself being quiet and looking at his phone for some kind of message from you. I’ve always been suspicious of you two, and now I know what’s been going on.” If that didn’t make her want to jump out of her apartment window, then she didn’t know what would. Eventually she gave in upon hearing about Calum’s distress. Maybe they had both been going through the same motions, but were both too incredibly stubborn to admit it. I mean, it took so long for Calum to even come clean about his feelings, so she knew it would take him longer to tell her about what he’s been going through now. Or so she thought.

With sunglasses on her face a luggage on her hand, she drove in a taxi to the hotel Ashton rented a room for her in. Her hands began to get clammy, realizing she was in the same vicinity as Calum once again, and she could see him anytime before her big concert reveal. Ashton messaged her once she was settled in the room, telling her to be ready by 4 so her uber that he payed and sent for her, can pick her up and take her to the venue for soundcheck where he’d give her the concert ticket, backstage pass, and of course a hug for goodluck.

Once she was dressed in a skin tight black long sleeve dress with matching thigh high boots, she was picked up right on time by her friendly uber. She exited the car only to be pulled by a tall muscular man with a shirt that read ‘security’ on it, and pushed inside the venue. Ashton greeted her by catching her before she could fall due to the security’s hard push.

“Whoa there,” she laughed while catching her, “sorry about that. Security is pretty solid for us.” He lifted her up to her knees, as she brushed off her dress and smiled shyly at him.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, properly at least.” He shoved his hands in his pockets to retreive what she came to meet him for.

“You as well.” He was about to hand her the ticket and pass, but she put her hand on top of his to signify to stop before he could fully put it in her hands.

“I knew Calum the best, but I just want you to know that I actually do really enjoy your band and music. All of you are so talented, and in no way was I befriending Calum for fame or anything.” Ashton gave her a confused look, and she slightly chuckled. “I know you guys have probably had people in your life come in and out because all they wanted was 15 minutes of fame with you guys. But that’s why I kept myself out of the spot light, and it wasn’t just Calum’s decision. I didn’t want any of you seeing me like that because I genuinely liked you guys.” He smiled brightly at her, molding her hand to fit around the contents in his hand.

“We have our fair share of that with the guys’ girlfriends on this tour.” Y/N laughed loudly. A real laugh, one she didn’t know she could still make after the month of complete darkness she was in not too long ago. “Now, go sit in the back of soundcheck, make sure to keep your head down so that way when you go back stage Calum is truly surprised, and then enjoy the concert then go to the right hand of the front of the stage so the security can take you to come see us.” She nodded, giving him the big comforting hug they both needed.

She did as Ashton said, and sat in the very last row of soundcheck, on the side Calum wasn’t sitting in front of. She saw him emerge from backstage in his navy tank, black jeans and messy hair. A small gasp left her mouth before she quickly put a hand over it. He looked better than he did when he left, if that was even possible in a months time. But she knew she had to keep her composure, so she sat with her hair slightly in her face, but looking up enough to witness his beauty.

A fan 2 rows in front of you asked a question that got your head to shoot all the way up, not caring if he saw you or not, because the answer to this question was vital.

“Do you miss anyone that isn’t with you on tour now? I mean obviously your family but anyone else?” Calum let out a sigh, and waiting a rather long time before he answered, truthfully.

“Yeah of course I miss my family. My mum, dad, sister, even a few of my cousins. But other than that, no. I don’t miss anyone.“ Y/N looked over at Ashton who saw her from his periferal, and he looked scared. He gulped, causing his Adams apple to bob up and down, and his jawline sharpened. Her fingers crept inward, and were making sharp indents on her palms. Her breathe hitched, and without thinking, her legs straightened, making everyone, even the boys, look at her, and in a flash her back was facing them and began walking out.

“Y/N stop, don’t leave.” She heard over the speakers, freezing in her tracks with her back still facing them. Her mouth fell slightly open, with puffs of air escaping them. She could feel herself shaking, tears daring to pour out of her eyes. She looked back to find Calum standing up quickly, making his mic fall to the floor. She couldn’t look at him for more than a second before she was whisked away by another tall muscular guy wearing a shirt that said ‘security’…

The boys had finished their soundcheck about 20 minutes after the whole incident. Y/N had been sitting on the small couch they were given backstage, and soon she saw Ashton cut through the dark curtain seperating the stage from backstage, and scolded her with dark eyes. He couldn’t even get a word in before Calum practically tore the curtain from the ceiling as she stomped toward me. He grabbed my arm and brought me to my feet before taking me to a room filled with the bands clothes, instruments, and hair products. It was big and spacious, which meant there was tons of room for yelling.

Calum slammed the door before speaking. “What the hell is your problem?” He screamed at her, getting in her face, and in an instant she pushed his broad shoulders away from her, walking on the other side of the couch inside the room so she could have a barrier.

“What the hell is my problem? You’re the one bruising my arm, slamming doors, and screaming in my face! I thought you’d be happy to see me!”

“No Y/N, I’m not! Once I’m happy and finally starting to get over you, you decide to come back and be here! Well news flash Y/N I don’t want you here, at all!”

“Well I didn’t want to come here either alright. Ashton contacted me saying how sad you’ve been because of what happened between us because Calum, he knows you better than anybody, and he knows what’s been going on between us. And I’m not going to lie, I’ve been a mess without you. So I thought coming here would help me realize why I felt so low but I knew the reason the whole time.” By now, Y/N was crying. Tears hit the couch, and her head hung low. Calum crossed his arms with tension, waiting for her answer.

“I’m in love with you too, Calum. I don’t know why it took me so long or why I never said it, but I mean it now. I’m in love with everything about you, everything I’ve gotten to know about you, every flaw and every perfection of you.”

“Well I’m not in love with you, so leave.” He said defensively. She choked back on her tears, looking up at him to find him much closer in front of her than before, his eyes baring into her own. All she saw was black, no feeling, no sympathy for her travels to come and tell him this.

“W-wha-“

“I told you. I’m over you. And I mean it. I actually have someone else right now in my life that has, in a way….replaced you. She’s the drummer of our front band, and she makes me feel more loved than you ever made me feel.” Her hand caught up to her mouth to avoid loud screams from coming out like the ones she experienced in the silence of 2 AM, and Calum still felt no sympathy.

“Calum c’mon! We’re about to go on stage!” You heard a girl’s voice errupt from behind the dressing room door, and in a giggly voice as well. Knowing fully well of who it was, Y/N grabbed at her hair by her temples before pacing the inside of the room.

“I’ll be out in a minute babe!” He yelled before reaching for the door knob.

“Calum no wait please-“ Y/N ran toward him and pulled his hand into hers before he could open the door. As if he knew the affect he now had on her, he left his hand in hers for a few seconds, before roughly pulled it back with a tense look staring down at her.

“I’m sorry you made the trip all the way out here, only to be disappointed.” He opened the door and stepped halfway out before speaking again. “At least now, you know what it feels like.”

With another slam to the door, Y/N huffed out the last bit of air she could muster from her lungs, as she felt like Calum was choking her and she couldn’t breathe at all. Now she was the one left in a dimly lit room. Oh boy, she caught feelings and she knew the feelings she felt for Calum would be just that, feelings.

Sebastian and Ciel as nana Osaki and Ren Honjo

So i  was searching for some official black butler art  on the net  and i found this one :

It’s an old one Drawn by Toboso sensei (you can see the copyright and signature)

  • First let’s focus on the way sebastian is dressed , all punk and dark with piercings and dark eyeliner .Also that necklace around his neck , with the letter R on it . Sounds like the one Ren wears all the time ! No it’s the same !!
  • just take a look. OK for those of you who haven’t watched Nana , Ren and Nana are a couple and that nicklace is a gift from her !
  • let’s compare Sebastian’s style in the pic with Ren’s shall we?

Notice any similarities ;) ?

  • ok move on to Ciel now , fist the jacket he was wearing is the exact same one nana was wearing on the official cover of this chapter

Not to mention the punkish style/ make up and the scottich styled skirt .

Another important detail , just look at the ring Ciel’s wearing it’s the same nana wears all the time

here are other pics of nana wearing the same ring and jacket 

  • Also as i mentionned before , Nana and Ren are romantically linked in both the manga and anime , and here she’s kissing Ren while wearing the same jacket

So what’s Yana implying here ? guess it’s rather obvious !

This is actually not the first time that yana has drawn sebastian and Ciel as a couple from other movies / mangas
This panel is from chater 8 and Ciel is wearing the same dress as christina Ricci from Sleepy hollow

  • Sebastian is also dressed like Johnny depp

Bonus: Jack and Rose from Titanic

This why i can’t wait for book of Atlantic

and this is why Yana is my favorite mangaka

Tea Time!!!

Ok, so let’s talk about something that has been bothering since I first came to this fandom. Why is it that whenever there is meta addressing the very fucked up ways in which we ignore and exclude characters of color in our works that there is always that one person that has to say, “Well why don’t you create your own stuff instead of complain?”

I wonder if this particular person has ever considered the fact that the people who make the argument for more representation for characters of color in fanworks are the ones producing and contributing fanworks. Why do ppl in this fandom have a problem with these trends being pointed out and use this useless ass presumptuous argument to take away from what’s actually being said?

Even if that particular person is not the most active in the fandom in the first place, it’s always important to be critical of the problematic trends that occur in fandom. A lot of y'all I noticed don’t seem to be able to handle or accept those criticisms because you either know it directly includes you and your lack of participation and that makes you uncomfortable, or you don’t want to bother to put the work in when marginalized groups decide to criticize shitty behavior in fandom.

So before I hear anybody try and tell me what I’ve done for this fandom, just being able to see the trends in that fandom (and also how they might mirror other fandoms) is enough, what I wanna know is why are you so pressed when ppl point this obvious shit out? Like it’s pretty obvious when you try to look for Finn-centric fics on AO3 and most of them are tagged Reylo or some other dumbass unrelated shit that that has something to do with the way white fandom interacts and belittles the characters of color. It’s definitely not cool that a nobody like fucking Army Husk (a white male character) has more fics that either of the leads of TFA (and don’t tell me no dumb fucking bullshit like “he was more interesting than Rey or Finn” BITCH WHERE?? FOR 3 FUCKING MINUTES?)

In what goddamn context does this make any sense if not to explain this fandom’s race/gender problem?

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Who the fuck are y'all trying to fool??? Come Episode 8 I better not hear no goddamn shit from this fandom cause if y'all could really understand how much I’ve had it with this shit. Like you really can’t see the disparity between alla of that shit? And the first thing you wanna tell me is to make more works? Instead of questioning why there is an overwhelming amount of works for a white male character that only had three minutes of fucking screentime???.

A Dracolich's Riddle

So our party had just been sent to one of the nine hells and have encountered a Dracolich who had stolen our souls.  He wanted to make a wager with us instead of fight us.  Each of us would be asked a riddle and if we guessed it correctly, he would return our souls and allow us to leave.  

So the first three were asked their questions and each passed quickly, gaining their souls and waiting for the rest of us, it came to me.

Dracolich: Ok puny mortal…what soars when it’s born, rests when it’s alive, and runs when it dies.  You have three guesses..

(Me): …Uh.. Man?

Dracolich: No…

(Me): Ok.. how about.. the earth?

Dracolich: No.. One more time

OOC DM:  You can roll int if you think your character knows it

OOC Me: No.. IC and OC, I hate puzzles so this is how I would take it.

Me: I Spread out my arms, look up at the terrifying beast and say to it

“Yeah, your father when he saw your mother!”

It was a quick death at least…

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this is really late but here’s the boy @lyuushuu

Ok so I’m re-reading Harry Potter...

On the bus during my commutes to and from school. And as I read, I’ve been making little notes and internal dialogues about things that I notice as I go (or notice again because I have no idea how many times I’ve read these books. So many times…) And I figured I might share them as I go through each book, because honestly when isn’t there a good time to geek out over the Wizarding World? Kay? Kay :)

The Philosopher’s Stone

  • Why, why, WHY does no one talk about Dumbledore’s fabulous high-heeled purple boots??
  • You know what I never noticed before? Professor McGonagall actually left Hogwarts to go to Privet Drive the day that James and Lily died. Like I mean obviously, but think about it; the first book starts out on a Tuesday (says it a couple paragraphs in to the first chapter) and we know that they died on Halloween. So the school is well into its Fall term, and it’s the middle of the week. McGonagall left the school, and all her classes, to go and sit all day long on that garden wall of Privet Drive just to wait for any information at all regarding this family. She sat there literally for hours to hear any confirmation of these wonderful yet terrible rumors. She waited and waited just to see if Harry was alright. And after just barely witnessing a distant taste of how horrid the Dursley’s were, she was completely outraged at Dumbledore’s suggestion to leave Harry there.
  • Also, there was a full day between when James and Lily were killed and when Hagrid brought Harry to Privet Drive. Imagine Hagrid taking care of baby bean Harry, loving on him so much, while probably breaking into tears every few minutes. I’m getting emotional, Hagrid and McGonagall are too wonderful.
  • I love the fact that the very first thing Mrs. Weasley does when she hears who Harry is from the twins is to make sure they treat him like a normal boy rather than going off to gawk at him. She is an amazing mother, and already so ready to protect him in a way he hadn’t known for ten years.
  • Harry and Ron’s first meeting means the world to me. These are two eleven year old boys bonding over not having much money nor being very special growing up. Will I ever make it through reading this series without getting overly-emotional at random bits? Nope, probably not!
  • I’m honestly still confused as to how Peter Pettigrew was sorted into Gryffindor. I mean he really doesn’t seem to display any of the the house traits as far as I can see. The only possible thing I can come up with is that he must’ve befriended the other three Marauders on the first train ride and was so desperate to stick close to them that he insisted the Sorting Hat place him with them. I mean the Hat does take the persons wants into consideration, he must’ve been adamant. Either that or perhaps part of the Hat’s decision is looking at where someone’s placement would benefit them most? Like “this child could do with being around these specific people so hopefully they will grow to be courageous when circumstances call for it, as well as truly loyal to those who care for and are loyal to them.” Maybe the Hat doesn’t just look at who you are but also who you need to become. And in the instance of Pettigrew, it just wasn’t enough.
  • It’s actually canon that Dumbledore likes bowling. Why does no one talk about this? More importantly, why is there no art for this??
  • Still not over how Hagrid totally sent Harry a letter with Hedwig that first week of school to make sure he didn’t feel left out.
  • Can we talk about the fact that Neville took on both Crabbe and Goyle single handed while Ron beat up Malfoy? Because FRICK YEAH go Neville!
  • Every time they mention Charlie Weasley I re-realize just how salty I am that they never had him in the movies.
  • Hagrid says Dumbledore “borrowed” Fluffy, which makes me wonder where he keeps Fluffy when he’s not living on the 3rd floor? Maybe in the forest, like Grawp? I suspect it would need to be super deep in there…
  • Honestly Snape is such an ass. I know he was technically on the good side, but he was certainly not a good person. And any Snape apologists can fight me on this.

People can oversimplify Aries sometimes. Yes, Aries is a sign that is known to be straightforward and simple, but Aries as a sign isn’t simple. If Aries was simple, it would be easily understood by others. However, there’s always some misunderstanding about Aries.

Aries are often symbolized to be the baby of the zodiac. This makes sense. They’re the first sign in the zodiac, and they’re the sign to start off the spring season. In the spring, things are created and born. There’s an initiation of creation. However, it can be hard to understand a baby at first. Until you have numerous experiences with a baby, it can definitely be hard to get along with one. An Aries is the same way and in this sense, they are constantly misunderstood by others.

In my opinion, it’s intriguing to find a sign who is associated with war and conflict, but then with childish innocence at the same time. It’s hard to place two very different images of Aries together: the warrior and the baby. The warrior is strong, aggressive, and dangerous. The baby is weak, harmless, and innocent. The warrior has seen the bloody details of war, while the baby has just been born into the world, not knowing a thing. With this, Aries can present a contradicting image that can be misunderstood by others. While Aries is skilled in combat against others, Aries also lacks the awareness of the people around them.

Although these two images are very different, I think this is where the “survivor” archetype of Aries comes from. When you are a survivor, you have faced peril and overcame it. The circumstances of course can vary, but the connotation with the word survivor can imply someone who has faced unfamiliar experiences (the baby) but has worked skillfully against difficulty and lived (warrior.)

The baby and warrior archetypes ultimately work together to create the survivor archetype. The survivor archetype may be the ultimate archetype an Aries is to reach in their lives. There are negative characteristics of the baby and warrior archetypes, but if the good characteristics are harmoniously put together, I think the survivor archetype will be achieved.

While the manifestation of Aries can be simple compared to the other signs, I believe Aries as a sign itself is complex. I feel that there are a lot of seemingly contradicting images of Aries that can be ignored because they’re seen to be the “most simple sign” out of all the signs.

being intimate with credence would include’s // credence barebone

Originally posted by fireworkofdec

request: Why did you make me fall in love with credence again I was just starting to get over him a lil :’( just kidding I’ll never get over him lmao but seriously, can you please do some more headcanons for him, like first time being intimate if that’s okay? (by anon)

a/n: looK AT HIM IN THIS GIF FUCK HE’S SO CUTE UGH FUCK ME

- it had taken nearly half a year for you to have been able to convince credence that it was okaY to even kiss you on the cheek

- being intimatE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAH

- but seriously

- he would have to ask you 13 times if it was okay to kiss you

- hE FUCKIN CUTE HELP

- but if you really got credence in the mood tho ;-))

- you would have to coax him through nearly the whole process - which was quite a lengthy one ;-))))))))))

OK I NEED TO STOP WTF

- the way credence would look at you throughout the whole thinG THO

- DARK AND SULTRY

SOMEONE HELP

- it would make you feel slightly insecure at first, but credence would be so loving and gentle that you really didn’t care as long as you were with him

HOW DO I GET FROM CORRUPTED AF TO SO VANILLA BIRBGIW

- credence would be trying so hard to be calm and controlled but he really can’t resist

- ‘are you okay?’ ‘i’m not hurting you, right?’ LIKE EVERY 15 SECONDS

- but it’s actually really sweet

*welp five more years till im allowed to even consider dating* (KIERA AGREES LIKE TUMBLR IS GOING “we’re forever single” but what if you’re like underage and still have a curfew)

-  credence would be incredibly nervous after the whole thing

- he would probably wondering if he was good enough, or that you could do better than him

- and you would just smother him in little kisses and assure him that he’s perfect

- because let’s ALL admit it, credence is too precious for any of us, am i rIGHT MACUSA

a/n: ITS FINE I HAVE MY BOLSTER TO CUDDLE WITH I DONT NEED NO MAN IT FINE :’-) 

- roxanna

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