only 18 days

I took my father to see Rogue One today. I’ve wanted to take him for a while. I wanted my Mexican father, with his thick Mexican accent, to experience what it was like to see a hero in a blockbuster film, speak the way he does. And although I wasn’t sure if it was going to resonate with him, I took him anyway. When Diego Luna’s character came on screen and started speaking, my dad nudged me and said, “he has a heavy accent.” I was like, “Yup.” When the film was over and we were walking to the car, he turns to me and says, “did you notice that he had an accent?” And I said, “Yeah dad, just like yours.” Then my dad asked me if the film had made a lot of money. I told him it was the second highest grossing film of 2016 despite it only being out for 18 days in 2016 (since new year just came around). He then asked me if people liked the film, I told him that it had a huge following online and great reviews. He then asked me why Diego Luna hadn’t changed his accent and I told him that Diego has openly talked about keeping his accent and how proud he is of it. And my dad was silent for a while and then he said, “And he was a main character.” And I said, “He was.” And my dad was so happy. As we drove home he started telling me about other Mexican actors that he thinks should be in movies in America. Representation matters.

Claudia and Stiles, June 1998.

Here’s another sneak peek for the final chappy of Home, which I’m aiming to post in June (60 drawings + Lupus = Julie needs extra time) but now it’s 42 paintings down, 18 to go!! Thanks for your unending patience ♥

Realizing there is only 18 days till ACOWAR comes out

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Realizing there is only 18 days till ACOWAR comes out

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The Trampoline - @jilliancares

oH WAIT. wHAT IS THIS? gIULI MAKING MORE PHANFICTION PHANART THAN ORIGINAL CONTENT? wHAT A SURPRISE!

So, hey, the other day i was feeling sad and i re-read this one shot again and it made me happy so I decided to draw this doodle as a thank you and completely ignore the fact that i have three tests this week that i should be studying for. ha. also you look very pretty in your new icon.

aND IF YOU HADN’T READ THIS YET, WHY THE FUCK HAVEN’T YOU, GO NOW X

bYEEEEE

“McReyes is technically incest”

??? Are you okay?? Do you need a dictionary?? They’re not fucking related, holy shit. How is that incest? They’re coworkers.

The reason why Ignis is never shirtless is because he has nipple piercings and he is afraid of what the other might think of it.

Renaissance Beauty

Anon: Can you please do 59 and 99 with plus size reader? I love your fics so much and I when I read the plus sized ones it makes me feel so much better about myself. Thanks!


A/N: First, a huge apology to all 1,362 of you who followed me last time I looked at the follower count, it was only about 400. It makes me feel so loved to know you all like my writing that much and I am so sorry that life has kept me away from you all. Second, a huge thank you to this anon and several like you who have blown up my requests with messages like these. They inspire me to get back out and write more. THANK YOU! Also, as I struggle with body image and being overweight myself, I am not making any of these facts about what was once in style. Women’s “Liberation” of the 20’s, to me anyways, actually made some things, like objectification, even worse.


You were in your kitchen, cooking an admittedly unhealthy breakfast. You sighed as you thought about the changing styles of the day. Once, it had been fashionable to be overweight. Having curves was the in thing. Paris, however, had decreed that all the women of the world must be skinny as a twig, athletic, and they should like to party. You were none of those things. Instead, you had curves. You were overweight, and you were not athletic. You also loathed the all night “until the purple dawn” parties that the youth were now famous for. You didn’t break prohibition, and it had cost you all of your friends. Except him. Your soulmate.


You had met Credence simply in the middle of a park a few months before. You had turned 18 only a couple days before and were eagerly awaiting your soulmate. As you watched a parent play with their young daughter, an overwhelming feeling of loneliness and heartache yet unfailing hope that you knew did not come from you. With nervous excitement, you turned looked for a person, desperately looking for the gold glow that would tell you who your soulmate was.


A glimpse of gold moving quickly towards you captured your attention. Once you had turned to the man, you were surprised. He was much taller than you and his slender frame had you automatically feeling self conscious.


“Hello.” The man greeted with an elated smile. “I believe you are my soulmate.”


“Hello. I am. My name is (Y/N).”


You had immediately clicked, the heavens has formed you to match him perfectly after all. As you were finishing breakfast, you heard Credence come down the stairs. “Hello darling.”


“Morning Credence.”


You ate in your customary and comfortable silence. It was your time to just be together. No talking was needed. All you needed was each other’s presence. So he was a bit startled by your sudden question. “Credence, do you want me to be like them?”

“Whatever do you mean?”


“Do you want me to be one of those ‘flaming youth’?”


“(Y/N), listen to me. I love you. You were made to complete me. How could I not love you, Renaissance beauty and all? If you want to be part of the ‘flaming youth’, then I will support you. But I would never ask that of you.”


You smiled, tears forming in your eyes. “It’s funny.”


“What is dear?”


“A few months ago, I was desperate to know your name. Now, we are having a conversation over breakfast, and I am in a sweater. I never wore sweaters in front of everyone.”


“I am honored, my love.” You smiled and held hands, returning to your quiet and peaceful morning.

Tonks is 7 years older than Harry which means she was doing her NEWTs when all the philosopher’s stone business was going on and I’m incredibly impressed she managed to get into Auror training with Quirrel as her defence teacher

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3/50 till the end of exams 

 Writing out some old D.T notes, I’m not ready for my test and it’s only 18 days away! So, I’m following my usual saying:

 "When in doubt, write it out" 

 Wish me luck!💙

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Fandom - The Mortal Instruments

Characters - Magnus, Alec

Summary - Alec is in a major lee mood, and he’s not acting like himself. Magnus, of course, notices, and we all know Magnus isn’t just going to let Alec be mopey now, is he?

(A/N) I kinda have Alec hinting at wanting to be tickled, rather than outright saying it, because Alec isn’t one to just SAY his secret. I mean, he kept that he was gay for like 6.4 million years (not that he was very good at it. I mean, Izzy, Magnus, Jace, Clary and pretty much everyone else noticed in about 3 seconds flat.)

@sir-assless-unicorn

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Alec was acting different. Magnus noticed, of course he noticed, he notices everything about Alexander, from how he’s feeling to when his hair is slightly messier after a battle…

“Alexander?”

Alec glanced up from his book, his eyes sad and tired.

“Mmm?”

“What’s the matter?”

“What? Nothing.”

“Alec.” Magnus gave his boyfriend a look, a look Alec knew all too well. It was Magnus’s classic ‘Do-you-take-me-for-an-idiot-I-know-there’s-something-wrong-so-just-tell-me’ look.

“I’m just stressed.”

“About what?”

“The list of what I’m NOT stressed about is shorter.”

“Alexander…”

“Just… Clary, Jace, Izzy, my mother.”

“Your mother?”

“Yes. She’s still not keen on me dating you, you know.”

“I can tell,” Magnus said dryly. “She’s only given me 18 dirty looks in the past what? 2 days?”

“Only 18?”

“She’s wearing down.”

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#232: He Compares You To His Ex

A/N:

Here’s a very random fact. I hit myself in the head today with my hairbrush so if there’s any typos in this it’s because I can’t look properly at my laptop without literally hurting myself. 

Requested: No //  Find my Masterlist here

Luke:

The music was so loud in the club you had absolutely no idea what you were thinking in your head. Your body was completely sweaty but not because you had been dancing, only because you were literally forced to press your body against whomever was standing next to you. The place was completely filled from top to toe, everyone seeming to have a good time despite the circumstances and the floor was literally shaking. But in the middle of all of this were you standing in the corner trying to breathe without inhale in someone’s face, a cup in your hand with a straw that had almost been chewed to the point of being nasty. It wasn’t because it tasted good, but it was your only source of trying not to panic because you didn’t want to be here. Luke was the one dragging you but knowing the guy he would be gone within a second you stepped into the Nice Guy. He knew basically everyone no matter what their history was and of course you wanted to follow him around but in the end you felt like a lost puppy. He was having a good time and you didn’t want to disturb that but you couldn’t hold in the fact that you just wanted to go back to the hotel and go to bed. It wasn’t until you had settled with going home that Luke noticed you through the crowd and he gently grabbed your hand. “What’s going on?” “I’m going home.” You yelled over the loud music and felt and arm push into you to get through. “But why?” Luke questioned unaware, furrowing his eyebrows. “This is just not my scene.” He still didn’t understand, it was probably the alcohol kicking in. “You always say this Y/N every time I take you somewhere you leave before midnight and don’t want to party.” You opened your mouth wanting so argue but he was too caught up in his rambles to stop. “I mean, I try all the time to get the party side out of you but you constantly blow me off and honestly that never happened when I was together with-,” It wasn’t you that made him pause in track, it was himself. He looked down at you with wide eyes in realization of what he was gonna say and you let go of his hand completely. “Y/N wait I didn’t mean it like that.” “Well you sure as hell was about to say it.” You glared over your shoulder and shrugged off his hand that had found its way back to you again. “Why don’t you just try party with her again then since she’s much more amusing than me? I mean, with the stalking gene she has I’m sure she’s probably already here.” You gave him one last glare with such attitude you almost couldn’t recognize yourself and when you turned around to walk out of the club the actual tears were ready to come out.

Calum:

“I thought you had quit.” You had been debating with yourself whether or not to say it, you had watched him from apart outside of the party but you had waited just a bit. You didn’t want to disturb him but he had spent the last week not smoking because he wanted it to be a 2017 new year’s revolution. To finally let go of the package of cigarettes. It was as if he hadn’t noticed you from apart, his eyes widening and he looked down at the cigarette. “Yeah well the others started smoking, I fell in the hole. But well as long as it’s not every day and just during parties I don’t see it as something wrong.” He shrugged and lifted the cigarette up to his mouth. You furrowed your eyebrows confused, he had been talking about anything else but wanting to stop because it was ruining his voice and health, yet it was as if he had forgotten everything about. “But I thought it was important for you to quit? I mean, you constantly complained about it ruining your economy and that you had a hard time working out because your lunges had been so affected by it?” You didn’t want to disturb him but in reality you had never been fond of his smoking. Kissing an ash tray wasn’t really your thing and it would be much better for him to quit. “Relax babe.” He commented still with a smile on his face and blew out the smoke. “It’s only been 18 days I didn’t expect that I would hold it anyways so yeah.” You still weren’t convinced by his words, tempted between going back in or trying once again to make him stop. It was most probably the alcohol that was affecting him and taking him down but you still didn’t see it as an excuse. “Seriously Y/N relax okay it’s just another package of cigarettes. You’re literally the only girlfriend who’s has a problem with this and it’s starting to get annoying.” You furrowed your eyebrows by his words, it definitely affect you but he still didn’t seem to catch up with what he had said. He was looking down at you trying to read your face, he knew it was harsh said but it was the only thing coming to his mind. With a phone on your face you grabbed the package out of his hands and took out a cigarette, placing it between your lips and lit it with his lighter. “What are you doing?” He questioned with a worried expression on his face. “You hate smoking.” You nodded your head in agreement and blew the smoke out from your lips. It was a horrible taste, you couldn’t imagine doing this 20 times a day. “Just pretending to be an ex.” You mumbled below your breath and blew the smoke into his face before turning around, not wanting to talk to him anymore and settled with walking away.

Michael:

Another huge sigh came from your lips when glancing over at his back for probably the fifth time during the evening. Occasionally he would look away from his computers just for a short moment, but that would be to either force his hand into a package of chips or drink one of his many cans of sweet drinks. It was only when he leaned his hand back so you could grab it that he showed some type of affection or just proved that he actually knew that you were in the room. Since you had arrived at his house he had done nothing else but sit in front of his computer, and you were fine with that, you could entertain yourself with your phone. But what had turned into one game of Heartstone had suddenly turned into four games of League of Legends and now he was completely out of contact. You were bored, you had been watching TV for the past hours and now the only thing you wanted was some decent attention from your boyfriend who you rarely saw during these days. “Michael?” You weren’t sure if he was able to hear you and with the lack of power in your voice it was most probably fainted out in his headphones. You tried again louder and this time he turned around, removing the headphones to hear you probably. “What’s up?” He questioned, but it wasn’t that he was having completely focus on you, his eyes glancing between the non-paused screen and you. “Will you ever pay attention to me or should I just head home again?” It wasn’t supposed to come out like that but it did. “What?” He questioned almost in disbelief, “You always say that you don’t mind me gaming when you’re here, you know you said that thing with that just being near me was enough to make you happy.” He removed his headphones to finally give you some fully attention. “Yes at times but when we haven’t seen each other for so many months I’d appreciate some more attention than your hand just waving at me once in a while.” You sat up in his bed to show how frustrated you actually were and he ran his hand through his dirty locks. “So you don’t want me to game when you’re around, is that what you’re saying? Don’t start being like my ex okay she was never fond of this and it annoyed the shit out of me.” Silence fell upon the room and it didn’t take Michael more than a second to realize what he had just done. His eyes were wide and so were yours but before he could explain himself you stood up from his bed and grabbed your jacket. “That was very low of you Michael.” You looked over your shoulder for a second just to glare at him before you opened the door and headed out. One tip, comparing you to someone else was probably the dumbest decision ever.

Ashton:

“I don’t know man it’s a hard thing to answer.” You stopped in track and furrowed your eyebrows confused, you had never been the one to eavesdrop to conversation but this one sounded interesting. You stood in the kitchen with a bowl of chips in your hands, being the polite one to ask if they needed anything in the living room. Ashton had the boys over, nothing unusual but he had been acting strange lately and you had wondered why. He had been stressed there was no doubt on that depart but you weren’t sure whether or not to ask if something was wrong. Maybe he just had bad days, everyone had that and with his horrible schedule it was understandable. “Come on it’s not that big of a deal.” You assumed it was Michael, it was hard to hear through the closed door but you still managed to do it. “Yes just tell who was best we’re curious. We always are with new girlfriends it’s not a shocker.” You heard Calum chirp in and you furrowed your eyebrows confused. Whatever they were currently discussing had something to do with you and that left you both curious but also a little bit uncomfortable. “I’m not gonna answer it okay.” Ashton said and you assumed he was raising his hands in surrender. “Come on as Michael said it’s not that big of a deal.” Luke commented and you heard a few more mumbles coming from the living room in response. You didn’t want to listen because this was getting too weird but what Ashton had to say made you lean your ear against the door just to make sure you had heard everything. “Okay fine, compared to the last Y/N is definitely boring. I’m not saying it has something to do with her body, she’s perfectly fine the way she is but god I’m bored sometimes. She’s definitely the definition of vanilla sex.” It was a rush of emotions hitting you at once. You couldn’t believe it, it hurt harshly in your chest and especially when he had to share that news to the boys. Not to mention getting compared to someone else, let alone his ex made the whole situation worse. Smacking the door open too forcefully you kept a frown on your face and headed towards the coffee table. You didn’t look up, you didn’t say anything but when you placed the bowl of chips and looked directly at Ashton with hurt in your eyes. At first he couldn’t understand what was going on or why you were looking at him this way but suddenly the puzzles seemed to come together. “Oh fuck wait Y/N.” He tried to speak carefully to not cause a scene but you wouldn’t even be in the same room as him. You needed to get out in a hurry, maybe just for a small walk but you couldn’t think straight because by the way your heart was pounding and your breath had gone, you couldn’t stand looking at him.

NEW DANGANRONPA V3 OFFICIAL BLOG: DAY 36

For the final 3 blog posts, instead of introducing new staff members, we have a second post from the most important people. Suzuki decides to start with the guy he is the most afraid of: Shun Sasaki, resident director and the original Ki-bo kin. 

Sasaki’s first comment is about how he is already finding opinions from people who already beat the game and is impressed about how people are fast (this line loses a bit of impact when I’m only posting it 18 days later). But he embarrassedly tell them not worry, because V3 can still be played in the rich bonus mode he is about to explain.

Why does Sasaki wants to talk so much about the bonus modes? Because that was his idea and he planned, set the character’s stats and balanced the game all by himself. He loves the bonus modes more than he loves the main story because the bonus modes are entirely his thing.

Without further ado, here are Sasaki’s comments about his beloved child:

1) How to raise strong characters

If you have a Normal card, just go through the board to level up the character.

For a Super card, you also have to level up the character, but also try to level up the Skill you use the most. Try to land on Talent Spaces if possible.

For an Ultra, the levels go up more easily, but you also should make a bigger effort on the Talent Course and the Friendship Course. Try to get this character to Level 99, with all Skills on Level 10 and all the conversation bonuses.

2) How to build the most broken character in the game

One of the stats is called “Luck”. It determines the chance of critical hits and if you raise it to 999, all hits are critical. If you raise a character’s luck to 999, increase their strength as much as you can and acquire Skills that increase critical hit damage, power and awakening, you have the most broken character in the game. There are 2 characters who can reach 999 luck. You know which ones. (Seriously Sasaki, do you really call that balancement?)

3) Enemy guide

Each enemy has a weakness. For enemies that have 5 different versions in different levels, their weaknesses are completely different from each other. Check or make a list online to see the weakness of the enemy that is giving you trouble.

4) Exisal guide

In the dungeons you can find powerful Exisals guarding treasure. They are strong and hard opponents but each one of them is weak against an specific status effect. Exisal Blue, for example, is weak against blindness.

5) Hidden room guide

There are some hidden rooms in the dungeon, all filled with great treasure, so you should look for it. The first one is on the 14th floor. On that part where you’re circling around the beach, there’s a part somewhere where you can enter inside the circle. The flower marks the spot. Other hidden rooms are on the 24F, the 33F and Sasaki is not telling the rest.

6) Mukuro’s card

Mukuro’s Ultra card is her true appearance. Mukuro has no sprites in this form, so the bonus scenes still use the fake Junko sprites for her, but in the dungeon, her 8-bit sprite use her true appearance if you’re using the Ultra card.