That was the announcement of twilight and the countdown to my first night sleeping in a rented car, since I decided to venture myself in a nine-days journey through stunning Iceland. I wasn’t aware of what that scenery would bring me: the coldest and also the most powerful nature’s masterpiece of my entire life. I had just arrived at the destination, hours away from my last hot coffee, right in time to watch the sky paint itself in dramatic colours. All I had in hands so far was the incredible sky, a pen drive full of music, a winter sleeping-bag, a bunch of snacks, chocolate bars and water. Suddenly I passed by this magnificent house, silent witness of so many climatic metamorphoses. And just to distract myself from the cruel wind, I started to mentally recreate the tough path of every single bolt of that shelter, from civilization to this immensity of beauty. Magically, from my car window and without ever having entered through that door, I felt just like an invisible guest of the architecture of hidden places. Thereafter, I ended my long day parking the car a few meters away, giving myself time to appreciate a blend of nature with someone else’s art, a royal instant of pleasure.
Prompt: You’re a work-for-hire girl - for the criminals and criminally rich. Your job is to threaten, steal from, frighten or hurt whoever you’ve been employed to - but your newest job involves a person you swore you’d never talk to again. Someone who brought you into this entire business - and tried to get you out. Someone who, should you accept this challenge, would open a Pandora’s box of disaster…(1 /2/3/4
5 /6) Scenario: AU, angst, miniseries Word Count: 3,560
Back up your game files, there are lots of ways you can store your data in case if it corrupts. Witnessed two projects in 2016 lose all of their files due to corruption and it is never a pleasant site to behold.
I’ve come out of fic writing retirement to write a fic for @bazinjeanstm! Happy Birthday! I hope this year is as amazing as you are! And I hope you enjoy this.
Word count: 3.8k
Warnings: Cursing, uh… mild angst? idk
Summary: (AU wear anything your soulmate writes on themselves appears on your skin.) Baz’s soulmate keeps distracting him by drawing on his hand.
It’s happening again. Lines are forming all over the back of my hand, starting at my fingers and working their way down. The blue lines bend and curl into abstract patterns. Then suddenly, they stop, only to have other smaller details added to them moments later.
It’s very distracting.
I sigh. Thank Merlin, Snow and Bunce are studying in the library today. I don’t want him to see me like this: distracted and daydreaming about the handsome artist who is going sweep me off my feet one day. Eventually. Hopefully.
(If you have the time) you should do a book rec list!!
$Definitely!! I’m just going to include the ones that I’ve read that have resonated with me personally, so please feel free to message me for specific recs (Scifi, romance, wlw, etc) and i’ll look into making a more refined list for you. Reading is truly such a positive outlet, regardless of age, and I really hope there is something on here for everyone to love as much as I did.
Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Saenz. Aristotle is an angry teen with a brother in prison. Dante is a know-it-all who has an unusual way of looking at the world. When the two meet at the swimming pool, they seem to have nothing in common. But as the loners start spending time together, they discover that they share a special friendship—the kind that changes lives and lasts a lifetime. And it is through this friendship that Ari and Dante will learn the most important truths about themselves and the kind of people they want to be.
This book is so important. It follows two Mexican-America boys, through the 80s in Texas, and at the very heart of all of it, is a love so pure and intense, it made me genuinely choke up with how intimate it was. (Try not to fall in love with Dante, I dare you, you will fail, just as hard as Ari)
Girl Mans Up by M-E Gerard. All Pen wants is to be the kind of girl she’s always been. So why does everyone have a problem with it? They think the way she looks and acts means she’s trying to be a boy—that she should quit trying to be something she’s not. If she dresses like a girl, and does what her folks want, it will show respect. If she takes orders and does what her friend Colby wants, it will show her loyalty.But respect and loyalty, Pen discovers, are empty words. Old-world parents, disintegrating friendships, and strong feelings for other girls drive Pen to see the truth—that in order to be who she truly wants to be, she’ll have to man up.
Girl Mans Up is such a great book about gender identity for queer girls. Pen is amazing narrator, and having it in the first person perspective is perfect for seeing just how frustrating it is to be a girl that doesn’t fit the gender role she’s expected to. (She also has a girlfriend who she stays with in the entire book and they have a wonderful relationship, no one dies 10/10)
Whatever: or how junior year became totally f$@ked by S.J. Goslee @pantstomatch. Junior year is about to start. Here’s what Mike Tate knows:His friends are awesome and their crappy garage band is a great excuse to drink cheap beer. Rook Wallace is the devil. The Lemonheads rock. And his girlfriend Lisa is the coolest. Then Lisa breaks up with him, which makes Mike only a little sad, because they’ll stay friends and he never knew what to do with her boobs anyway. But when Mike finds out why Lisa dumped him, it blows his mind. And worse―he gets elected to homecoming court.With a standout voice, a hilariously honest view on sex and sexuality, and enough f-bombs to make your mom blush, S.J. Goslee’s debut YA novel Whatever. is a fresh, modern take on the coming-out story.
I’m honestly 100% certain there isn’t a summary that could do Whatever justice. I read this book because another librarian I work with suggested it to me, and I haven’t laughed out loud so much at a book since the Georgia Nicholson Diaries. Mike is a bisexual teen who frequently doesn’t shower and hangs out with the most endearing group of straight boys you could possibly conjure up. This book also has incredibly refreshing male/female friendships and the sweetest sibling relationship between Mike and his eccentric little sister, Rosie.
Carry On by Rainbow Rowell. Simon Snow is the worst Chosen One who’s ever been chosen.That’s what his roommate, Baz, says. And Baz might be evil and a vampire and a complete git, but he’s probably right.Half the time, Simon can’t even make his wand work, and the other half, he starts something on fire. His mentor’s avoiding him, his girlfriend broke up with him, and there’s a magic-eating monster running around, wearing Simon’s face. Baz would be having a field day with all this, if he were here–it’s their last year at the Watford School of Magicks, and Simon’s infuriating nemesis didn’t even bother to show up.
It’s Harry Potter but funnier and Harry and Draco end up together!! Actually, it’s Simon and Baz, but honestly it’s what all of our thirteen year old selves were starved for, like junkies of fanfiction.net, just looking for a fix. I’m always a little hesitant of YA romance novels with vampires (For good reason, I think we’re all a little jaded still), but Baz is my Favorite Vampire™. He’s funny and sarcastic and moody and just a little bit lonely, the poor thing.
The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater @maggie-stiefvater. Every year, Blue Sargent stands next to her clairvoyant mother as the soon-to-be dead walk past. Blue never sees them–until this year, when a boy emerges from the dark and speaks to her.His name is Gansey, a rich student at Aglionby, the local private school. Blue has a policy of staying away from Aglionby boys. Known as Raven Boys, they can only mean trouble.But Blue is drawn to Gansey, in a way she can’t entirely explain. He is on a quest that has encompassed three other Raven Boys: Adam, the scholarship student who resents the privilege around him; Ronan, the fierce soul whose emotions range from anger to despair; and Noah, the taciturn watcher who notices many things but says very little.For as long as she can remember, Blue has been warned that she will cause her true love to die. She doesn’t believe in true love, and never thought this would be a problem. But as her life becomes caught up in the strange and sinister world of the Raven Boys, she’s not so sure anymore
This sort of sounds like a lovey dovey romance novel right? It’s not. There’s magic, and psychics, and dead Welsh Kings (this medieval lit major was shook), and the most fleshed out characters I’ve read in a series in about 8,000 years. I didn’t think I could fall in love with a group of spoiled prep school boys, and neither does the main character Blue, but here she is with her four husbands.
Timekeeper by Tara Sim. In an alternate Victorian world controlled by clock towers, a damaged clock can fracture time–and a destroyed one can stop it completely. It’s a truth that seventeen-year-old clock mechanic Danny Hart knows all too well; his father has been trapped in a Stopped town east of London for three years. Though Danny is a prodigy who can repair not only clockwork, but the very fabric of time, his fixation with staging a rescue is quickly becoming a concern to his superiors. And so they assign him to Enfield, a town where the tower seems to be forever plagued with problems. Danny’s new apprentice both annoys and intrigues him, and though the boy is eager to work, he maintains a secretive distance. Danny soon discovers why: he is the tower’s clock spirit, a mythical being that oversees Enfield’s time. Though the boys are drawn together by their loneliness, Danny knows falling in love with a clock spirit is forbidden, and means risking everything he’s fought to achieve. But when a series of bombings at nearby towers threaten to Stop more cities, Danny must race to prevent Enfield from becoming the next target or he’ll not only lose his father, but the boy he loves, forever.
I didn’t think steampunk was my thing, but I see maybe I was wrong. Or maybe I just really love this one particular steampunk book. Danny is so full of moxie and sarcasm and nervous sweating and tea it’s easy to see why Colton falls for him. This book also tends to tackle really heavy subjects without you realizing its done just that.
School/uni starts soon! These stickers will help you organize your work this semester. You can use them in your bullet journal or calendars - they’re perfect size! Simply write a subject’s name in a white space for an exam day (exam), homework due day (homework), when you have a paper due that day (paper due) or you have a study session on that day (study).
How to print stickers? Grab some stickers paper (make sure your printer supports it!), open a pdf file, click print, and there you have them. Now cut them either with a guillotine or scissors. If you don’t have a printer or sticky paper, go to your local print-house with a pdf file on your pen drive and ask them to print it for you!
Have fun, hope you find these helpful! Please like/reblog this post if downloading, thanks.
TN: Here’s Kubo’s response to a question about his creative process and mentions of his health, taken from two pages of JUMP GIGA 2017 vol. 2
Kubo Tite X Matsui Yūsei
Creative process secrets
Two mangaka are gathered here, they have created works that are great hits shining brightly through the history of JUMP. A passionate talk unfolds, extending over two hours!
—- “There is a difference between the things you want to draw and the things you can draw. The creator should draw the things they can draw. That’s what I’ve heard, but what do the two senseis think about that statement?” That is the question from pen name - “Red Pencil san”.
Matsui: First of all, I think Kubo sensei is probably the opposite. You draw the things you want to draw right?
Kubo: That’s right. Because, I think that the things I want to draw, is something I can draw…
Request:anonymous asked: Can I request one where the reader is the typical girl next door? Shy, geeky glasses and no make up. She’s fresh out of high school and works as an assistant for the avengers. On her way in she overhears some workers make bets on who gets her first. She hurries to the lab shaken up and tells Tony. He goes into overprotective dad mode cause she’s only 18. He programs a suit to follow her around and fires the workers.
A/N: this is soooooo cute!!! It’s so fucking fluffy I’m gonna die. I so hate those people who talk about people in such way, because I have experienced it once and it really disturbs the person who was being talked about. Hope you like it!
Warning(s): sexual talk, swearing.
Word Count: 1530
You had your breakfast hurriedly as you arranged all the files. Working with the avengers was very fun but the work that came with it, was not less. Being so young, they all looked after you and treated you like a sibling and not as an assistant.
You ran around your house getting each and every thing you would need for the day, the files, the pen drives, your backpack and other essential items. You quickly put on some moisturizer and sunscreen on your face, took a final glance at the watch and ran out of the house.
You fixed your glasses as you rode your bicycle through the roads. The warm, fresh breeze felt so pleasant against your skin and in your hair. A smile was plastered on your face before your phone rang, you quickly put in your Bluetooth head set and picked up the phone.
‘hey, sweetheart. Good morning.’ You could hear the smile in tony’s voice.
‘good morning, Mr. stark! I am on my way, I’ll be there in just two minutes.’ You paddled faster.
‘oh, it’s okay, kiddo. I just wanted to ask if you got the Israel file and did that little presentation thing.’ He asked.
‘yes, I did it and I got all the files.’ You replied. ‘see you at the towers.’
‘okay’ he hung up.
You reached the towers and parked your bike. You corrected your backpack and made your way inside the facility. You were walking to the elevator before you were greeted by one of the usual young workers.
‘hey, (Y/n). how ya doin?’ he smiled.
‘oh, I’m good. Just in a bit of a rush, got a lot of work to do.’ you patted your bag and he nodded.
‘I will let you go if you answer this one question of mine.’ He crossed his arms and you furrowed your brows. ‘how do you look so pretty without any make up? and how do these glasses only add to it?’ he lightly tapped at your glasses and you took a step back. You chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of your neck.
‘you are just making fun of me, Richard. I’ll talk to you later, bye.’ You started to make your way to the elevator again.
‘bye, beautiful!’ he called after you and a heat rose to your cheeks. You were a rather shy person and such attention wasn’t something you were used to. You had almost got in the elevator before you remembered that you had forgotten your personal pen drive in the basket of your bike. You ran in the direction of the exit before you heard a murmur consisting of your name. you stopped and hid behind the wall. You weren’t the one to eavesdrop but someone was talking about you after all.
‘(y/n) is some fine piece of ass. I bet all of ya goons that imma get her first.’ An uneasy feeling seemed to have settled in your stomach when you heard this statement. To make it worse you recognised the voice to be Richard’s. you thought of him to be sweet, you could never tell he hid such bad motives under all that. You peeked and found two of his friends standing with him.
‘please, that girl is an easy one, ‘kay?’ the taller one said. ‘but I gotta say, she’s really fucking pretty. She’s one nice bunny.’ He crossed his arms and the other nodded in agreement.
‘ya know, I did a bit of research on her, turns out she never had a boyfriend.’ the guy you recalled as matt said.
‘ooh, virgin?’ the taller one asked with a sickening smirk and he nodded. ‘bet she’s a screamer.’
‘who screams your name to death.’ Richard added and they all started laughing. your heart started hammering against your chest, a lump had seemed to formed in your throat which wouldn’t go away. Sheer panic mixed with disgust and fear was what you felt. Not knowing what to do you dashed in the elevator and urgently pressed the button to the lab floor.
You were running to the lab when you crashed into tony. he stumbled back and let out a small chuckle.
‘gave you too much work, kiddo?’ he grinned. when you didn’t reply in your usual cheery voice and kept your gaze down, he got very concerned. ‘sweetie, you okay?’ he held your arms. You shook your head in a no. ‘what happened?’ he kept and arm around your shoulders and led you towards the lab.
‘the-the guys, Richard’s friends’ you tried to speak.
‘what about them? What did they do?’ he asked with anger evident in his voice. He sat you down and gave you a glass of water. You took a few sips before you were ready to speak.
‘they said such vulgar stuff about me, and made bets on who could get me first.’ You choked out disgusted. You looked at his face and could see and feel anger radiating out of him. he unclenched his jaw and sat beside you.
‘I’ll take care of those jerks, okay? You don’t have to worry about anything, they won’t know and will not trouble you again.’ He cooed and you nodded. He got up and made a call, he talked for a few minutes before nodding and sitting beside you again. ‘and those assholes are fired.’ He smiled and rubbed your back soothingly.
‘thank you, Mr. stark.’ You gave him a small smile. ‘thank you very much, you are very sweet.’
‘not more than you, cupcake’ he ruffled your hair and you chuckled. ‘you wanna go back home? Take a break?’ you shook your head in a no.
‘working here is awesome, I don’t ever need a break.’ You got up. ‘and here.’ You handed him the files and pen drive. He took them and kept them aside before turning to you.
‘if you see those low lives anywhere near you, you call me. promise?’ he looked you in the eyes.
‘promise.’ You replied.
The day ended quickly, and you didn’t see tony anywhere after that. When you asked Bruce he replied that tony was working on something in his lab and had asked for nobody to disturb him. you nodded understandingly and left.
You shuffled in your bed recalling the events of the day. Those comments had perturbed you a lot, you were disgusted and scared that they might find your address. But as the image of tony and his fatherly, caring words came to you, you had fallen asleep.
You were trying to find tony for you had to get some paper signed by him. you had entered the kitchen area when you spotted him with a toast in his mouth. He looked tired as he poured a green smoothie in a beer mug. You couldn’t help but chuckle. He snapped his head in your expression, almost losing the grip of his toast.
‘waw yew?’ he tried to speak with the toast still in his mouth, he took it out and kept it aside. ‘(y/n)! hey, sweetheart you’re okay, right? Nobody troubled you?’ he moved closer to you and you noticed the shadow under his eyes.
‘I am fine, sir. But I can’t be sure about you, you couldn’t sleep?’ you asked.
‘yes.’ he pointed and took a bite of his toast. ‘but for all the good reasons.’ He finished it and chugged his smoothie. ‘come, I gotta show you something.’ He smiled, grabbed your hand and took you to the lab.
‘what is it?’ you tilted your head. He stood you in the middle of the lab, instructing you not to move before he disappeared.
‘(y/n),’ he came back with and smiled at you. ‘welcome, your new constant companion.’ He announced and you furrowed your brows. ‘lil’ bot!’ he shouted and a little robot came wheeling near you.
‘nice to meet you, (y/n)’ it said in an adorable voice. You knelt near it and kept a hand on its round white head. you looked at tony with curious eyes.
‘this little robot is going to be following your everywhere now, if he senses any danger he will send signals and help will be there for you in no time.’ He explained and you blinked. ‘You like him?’ he looked at you hopefully.
‘wow.’ Was all that you could muster. ‘I can’t-‘
‘yes, you can.’ He sat beside you. ‘why don’t you name him?’
‘I am going to name him, Robin.’ You smiled at him and his digital eyes changed to pleased ones. It started moving in circles saying its name and you grinned.
‘that’s the reason I made him so cute, you know’ he tucked his hands under his head and leaned against the table. ‘he gotta match his cute owner.’ He smiled and you blushed.
‘thank you so much, Mr. Stark.’ You gave him a genuine smile. ‘I can’t thank you enough for all that you did for me.’
‘you don’t have to, kid.’ He looked at you. ‘you’re like my daughter.’ He muttered. You awkwardly held your arms up for a hug but he had his attention somewhere else. You cleared your throat and he furrowed his brows. ‘wh- oh!’ he hugged you and chuckled. ‘you’re adorable.’ He grinned.
Hi, my name is Grace and I’m looking to connect with people.
I am a very open minded person and will be willing to talk about anything. I like to listen.
I like the simple things in life. Such as going to nature parks, long drives, listening to music, watching the sunset, spending time with loved ones. I also love helping the community and the less fortunate.
Preferences: I prefer to talk online first via tumblr
backpack: old joyrich i’ve had since my 10th grade, soon to be replaced by a kånken bc the zipper no longer stays closed properly
water bottle, pencil case, a thin binder (freebie from my uni), a square lined notebook, my bullet journal, deodorant, earphones (again, freebies from a tour bus), my wallet, my calculator (ti-nspire cx), a set-square/protractor (super useful!)
inside my pencil case:
staedler triplus fineliner 10-colour set, pilot frixion pastel highlighters, hobonichi freebie multi barrel pen, pilot juice 0.38 black pen, dior lip glow balm, a nasty-looking eraser, my pen drive, correction tape, a hello kitty mechanical pencil and 0.7 refills, dark red stabilo point 88
house keys, umbrella (usually in one of the side pockets), lab coat and laptop (i only take them when i know i need them), my lunch box (some days, like today, i have time to eat at home)