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[ 20 • 3 ] science ft. slightly dead succulents!

the-prophet-on-acid  asked:

Right so have you ever played saints row 3? Specifically the opening mission where the saints rob a bank while all dressed as Gat "because who wouldn't wanna be johnny Gat" Cuz I keep thinking of the fakes pulling off a heist when someone (probably Gavin) has suggested they all do it dressed as the vagabond. Hilarity with the pre heist banter and then ridiculous news reports as 5 vagabonds pull of a heist accompanied by a 6th female vagabond

Oh man I haven’t but that is amazing. The Fake’s would be so into it too, the second someone floats the idea they’re all in, sourcing jackets and masks, debating pants, brainstorming the most appropriate heist to debut this beautiful nightmare. Best of all; they don’t tell Ryan. He’s off on some job, and even when he returns they keep their planning on the down low, too hyped up to cover the inevitable sniggers and pointed looks but no matter how creatively Ryan asks no one spills the beans.

When the fateful day finally comes around they let Ryan arrive at the meeting place first so they can truly appreciate the range of his reaction as the rest of the crew shows up one by one, all fully decked out and doing their best menacing Vagabond impersonations, complete with ridiculously puffed chests and comically deep grumbles. Ryan’s not exactly impressed at first, wary surprise moving to confusion then annoyance, flaring into a moment of true anger before crumbling into amusement, Ryan laughing just as hard as anyone else when he realises that the true butt of this particular joke isn’t him at all.

The Los Santos police don’t have a pleasant relationship with any of the Fake AH Crew, but there’s no denying that on any given day the mysterious Mercenary is their greatest antagonist. This is an LSPD who have never seen Ryan’s face, have never managed to catch him at all let alone long enough to rid him of that infernal mask, so of course pinning him down in an alley following his attempt to escape the FAHC’s latest bank heist leaves them thrilled. At least until the Vagabond rips off his skull and hurls it away, leaving nothing but a mess of red, white and black paint smeared across a grinning face, the momentary shock of recognition giving Geoff more than enough time to fight his way free.

To say police reports got hazy and confused from this point on is an understatement. A handful of officers are convinced the Vagabond doesn’t even exist, unknown for so long because he is not an individual at all, simply the alter ego of the Fake’s boss or perhaps even a rotation of their known members. Except then of course yet another Vagabond saunters out of the bank and into the street, mini gun whirring as he peppers the area and forces officers to duck for cover, masked head thrown back and cackling the unmistakable wild laughter of Mogar. 

In the face of that realisation it isn’t hard to identify the next pair to tumble out of the bank and flank Jones, both dwarfed by their jackets in different ways Dooley and Free are visibly thrilled to enter the fray. As the maskless Ramsey reappears and regroups they’re joined by another pair, one sporting the long flaming red-orange hair of the Firebird, the other making liberal use of Pattillo’s distinctive shotgun. Last but not least comes what can only be the true Vagabond, retrospectively unmistakable in direct comparison, all size and strength and seeping menace as he lifts his gun and joins his crew.

The FAHC are surrounded on all sides now, not that you’d know it from the crew’s attitude, audibly laughing and jeering, seemingly having the time of their lives as they swan about the street. They are all referring to each other as Vagabond, all stomping around and shouting vivid threats that would be horrifying if not for the strange inflections and stutters they’ve all adopted. At one point the true Vagabond stops shooting all together to stalk after Free, sending him scuttling behind Ramsey and cutting off a particularly graphic diatribe about being sexually attracted to diet coke of all things. For the most part though Vagabond prime seems to be enjoying the inexplicable farce as much as anyone in the crew, crowing about good looks and superior talents, assuring his team that he understands because honestly, who wouldn’t want to be the Vagabond?

Still, alarmingly playful interactions aside the tide has to turn eventually, pinned in the FAHC are certainly causing brutal damage but faced with wave after wave of LSPD reinforcements their ammo begins to dwindle, their bodies start to tire. Deadly they may be but at the end of the day they are, after all, only human. They can’t last forever.  

Which is, of course, when the final two Vagabond’s make their appearance; a giant, heavily armoured black truck crashing through police barricades like tissue paper, both driver and passenger masked but easy enough to identity for anyone who has spent time studying the FAHC. The driver, with Bragg’s shaggy dip-dyed hair emerging from his black skull, pulls the truck around as the passenger hangs half-way out the window and lays down a spray of covering fire. Collins’ cheerful voice rings out above the chaos, cajoling the Fake’s into the car like a soccer mum gathering her brood, all c’mon kids, say goodbye to the nice officers now it’s time to go home.  

By the time the troop of Vagabonds escape, truck packed like a clown car and busting out as easily as it burst in, only the enormous property damage, relentlessly replayed media footage and a truly staggering number of civilian selfies taken with all nine Vagabonds remain to convince the LSPD that the whole bizarre experience wasn’t a collective fever dream.

anonymous asked:

Do you think they end babygate before Louis drops his single? I really can't get excited.

Big news like that would be worth a lot of promotional value– even enough for a solo album release (*ehem*).

The fandom would be supercharged. Look, we got a few grainy shots of Louis shooting something in Doncaster today, and we were all ready to lay down bank. Can you imagine the collective enthusiasm to spend money if conditions were right?

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negative thoughts about Tegoshi to stress him out

Language Barrier // Park Jinwoo

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the prompt: do u think you could write some kind of jinjin soul mate au? the one where if u write on ur skin it shows up on ur soulmate’s? except bc reader is English there’s a language barrier?

words: 1337

category: drabble, minor fluff(?)

author note: idk why but this was actually the hardest scenario to write. i’m sorry it’s so short i just couldn’t think of any sub-plot. please enjoy it anyway :(

- destinee

Originally posted by moon-hyuks

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anonymous asked:

what happened to xia da? I saw another post saying song of the long march is suspended because of issues and there will be no more chapters?

I was just about to make a post about this.

Yes, what you saw in that other post is correct. Chang Ge Xing will be on hold indefinitely due to the author’s health. (╥_╥)

After getting back the results of a recent check-up from the hospital, Xia Da learned that she needs an extended period of time-off for rest and treatment. She said that she will do her best to cooperate with treatment, though she did not mention any estimated return date.

So right now, we are left at chapter 61, and what a point it is to be left hanging at. There are so many questions that I was looking forward to get answers for. Oh well. Artists and writers, please keep up your works. I will be relying on you to make it through this difficult time.

Another thing we learn from Xia Da’s post (it’s more like an article) is the reason why the drama and game are taking forever (and why there’s no more exhibition). Apparently, Xia Da’s representative(?) from Summer Zoo Studio makes a mess of everything, to put it extremely lightly. I can’t believe she had to work through all that mess. And has there been more exhibitions being organized, we might have even gotten one in North America (hey, you never know). I’m still a bit confused though. After she leaves Summer Zoo, what would happen to all these in-the-work deals like the drama and the likes? Does Summer Zoo retain the rights to Xia Da’s previous works and will continue these deals in her place?

Back on the main topic, Xia Da have taken lots of breaks before due to health-related matters, but I didn’t realize how serious her health problem is. And to think she’s been working all this time…… Her work ethic is very much admirable.

In the end though, health is the most important thing a person can have. So Xia Da, please have a good rest. We wish you a speedy recovery and hope to see you back on your feet again soon.

Hopefully within a year.

So… I put pretty much nothing about my personal life on here, but I guess I should probably say something because it’s really big news? (though about a week and a old for me)
The Friday before last I was offered a job in the UK! (for those that don’t get the significance, I’m Australian) The job starts in September, and I’ll be leaving in early August, which is terrifying but exciting all at once. It’s going to be really sad to leave all my friends here at home, but this has been a long term plan of mine for years and I am so THRILLED to finally be going through with it! The school I’m going to is really good, and shares a lot of the same kind of values that I have, so I’m praying that this will be a good fit for me, but only time will tell!
So hey, to my UK followers, guess who’s coming to a place near you? _(:з」∠)_

So I was watching The Force Awakens with my mom...

And we get the the scene where Kylo Ren confronts Finn and Rey as they are trying to escape Star Killer base.

So Kylo Ren starts talking to Rey and says “it’s just us now,” and right after he said that, my mom turns and asks me, “ Does that guy with the hair (Kylo Ren) like Rey?”

FAM, MY MOM SENSES IT. MY MOM SENSES REYLO.

Outerflame 1 year Anniversary  Roleplay thing

O-OKE SOOOO! YEAH IT HAS BEEN 1 YEAR SINCE OUTERFLAME HAS BEEN HAPPENING!!! SOOO LET’S HAVE A FUN LITTLE PARTY/ROLEPLAY TO CELEBRATE!! EVERYBODY STAY TUNED BECAUSE THERE WILL BE BIG NEWS SHARED LATER!! THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN INVITED ARRRRREEE

@glitchysblog @sans-the-skelly-1234 @elvisdakitty @lara-games @roch6103 @violent321 @malayakittya @cyanthechild

@sans-the-skelly-1234 said she would uhh roleplay as Outer so I didn’t have to ‘XDD yeah thanks! Also @elvisdakitty has helped me out a lot with this so thank you too! As for Friday and PT!Sans I will be roleplaying as them! Heheheheh! (May the ships sail)

HOPE EVERYONE CAN DO THIS!! (PLS DO I HAVE REALLY BIG NEWS AND ME AND @elvisdakitty especially elvis want to share! [and maybe Glitchy])

ROLEPLAY……………… S T A R T !!!!!! :3

I have really big news!

I’m writing a book and I am really excited to do this. It’s going to take me a while but I am happy to be working on a project that will be at my own pace. I am more so doing this for myself and whilst I am still pursuing in art, writing a book is another thing that I really wanted to do and aim for. I have been thinking about this for a really long time and I am confident enough to do it. I am in high hopes to inspire people. A lot of people told me to do this for myself and not for others and whilst I am going to do just that, I really do hope I get support with this. 

It’s going to be hard, but I want to do it and I am determined to do it. 

anonymous asked:

I think Peter maximoff would be an ass and scare his mom by saying he has some really big news and sadly sits on the couch with her. "Mom, I...have a girlfriend." And suddenly there's this girl on the couch, gripping peters hand tightly and trying not to get sick. And so his mom gets her some water and spends the next ten minutes yelling at him for making her think he had gotten into serious trouble

I’m fUCKING CRYING YES I 100% AGREE PETER IS DEFINITELY THE TYPE OF ASS TO DO THIS & HIS SISTER IS JUST LIKE “Is something wrong with her? No normal girl would want to date you” & he’d just pout aggressively

And a little heartfelt message...

Welp! This past Sunday was the Hakuouki Festival + Cafe event! I was fortunate to be able to attend considering the location was not too far away from me, and I was even more fortunate to be able to get a ticket to the Cafe portion of the event. I took a ton of photos, and my blog post about the event will follow this post!

As cheesy as it is, I wanted to talk about how the localization of Kyoto Winds is really big news for me, as I’m sure it is for many of you. I’ve loved this series since I was first introduced to it in 2009. (Oddly enough through some Japanese Cosplayers while browsing cosplay magazines) There wasn’t much translated content at this point and I really didn’t have much had no hope of the game ever coming out in english. Regardless, I loved the artwork and somehow started falling for Sannan. Especially the one CG of him going nuts after drinking Ochimizu. That was the one CG that did it for me and sent me in a quick descent into Hakuouki hell.  It broke my heart to find out he wasn’t a playable route.

A couple years later the anime came out! I was finally able to fully understand the story and that was honestly enough for me. I thought that was going to be the end for Hakuouki in the west… THEN THE FIRST GAME GOT LOCALIZED FOR PSP! Man did I lose it. Poor college student me had to scrounge up enough money to buy a half broken PSP so I could play it. Heisuke’s route sealed the deal for me with Sannan. He doesn’t have his own route, but seeing so much of him in that route (and his crazy) made me fall for him even more. After the game came out, and various other ports of it… most of us thought that it was the end. There were no news of SSL or any other games being localized so I went on… For a couple years, I fell out of the fandom, until I discovered the Hakumyu.

Hakumyu dragged me back into Hakuouki with full force and here I am. It’s like the fandom I could never leave. This rekindled my love for the characters (and Sannan LOL) and the story. That was when I decided to make a Sannan blog here in tumblr! In the Summer of 2015… I heard news of Hakuouki Shinkai. It was time. SANNAN WAS FINALLY GETTING HIS OWN ROUTE. I literally almost cried. Again, I had no hope this was ever going to be localized… but I was happy enough that he was able to get his own route… and now HERE WE ARE.

When Idea Factory International announced that they were localizing Kaze no Shou as Kyoto Winds. This time actually did cried. After years of waiting… YEARS YEARS OF WAITING… IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING… BETTER YET THEY PLANNED AN EVENT IN THE STATES? What a time to be a live. WHAT A TIME TO BE A HAKUOUKI FAN. GUYS THIS IS IT, WE’VE DONE IT. I’M JUST SO HAPPY I FEEL LIKE ALL MY HOPES AND DREAMS HAVE FINALLY COME TRUE.

(Now the only thing that can top this is if Hakumyu ends up making a Sannan-hen. The hope of manifestation has worked before so I’m hoping it works again this time 8D)

But yes, I don’t really expect anyone to read this. Honestly it’s kind of embarrassing but that’s my story~ I hope Hakuouki continues to do well in the west, but I honestly can’t thank the Aksys and Idea Factory International for bringing these games over. I still feel like I’m living in some sort of crazy dream. Hahahaha, okay enough of my rambling, time to start the event coverage!

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Wanted to draw something more worthwhile but potterverse dorks happened instead

anonymous asked:

can you do a george one where the reader is pregnant?? thanks hun

I finished one, yay! I’m very unhappy in terms of my writing nowadays, hope it’s not too bad! And  -ciclamino had a similar request asking for the reader being rather insecure about the pregnancy, tried incuding that as well! x Really hope you like it, enjoy reading x 


You started thinking that this tension was unbearable. It all felt surreal; you were almost paralyzed by the many thoughts that were in your head, and stared at the wall in Fred and George’s apartment right above their shop, eagerly waiting for someone to come upstairs already. Although you did not know how you were going to share anything you had recently found out, your only desire was to have someone listening to you, even if you would only manage to get out bits of words. It was the door’s creaking that made you get up all of a sudden, when a moment later, you heard George’s voice calling for you. “(Y/N)?” he said and walked into the living room, “I thought you had met up with that one friend of yours… but I certainly don’t mind having you here tonight” – You couldn’t keep down a grin for some reason and greeted him as well, but his eyes wandered to your fingers that were slightly fidgeting as you spoke. “What’s all the flopping around about?” he teased and walked on the carpet, shoes and working tux still on, before looking into your eyes. Once again, you had to grin out of pure nervousness – was this the right moment to tell him? You almost proceeded to say what was on your mind, but something in your head told you that it wasn’t the right moment; perhaps, it was doubt and insecurity that held you back. George’s voice made you refocus once again. “(Y/N)? Everything alright? You seem a bit absentminded” – “It’s okay, I think I’m just… tired“ you lied. It was the only excuse you could come up with at the moment, and you wanted to cringe at yourself for lying so blatantly to George, not only because he most likely wouldn’t believe you, but also because you became gradually more desperate about the way you should open up to him. “Ah” he said, “Well, then. I just thought there was something wrong, you know” His tone of voice was rather accusing, if not even slightly offended, and you understood why. George valued honesty and talking about issues, and you knew that he was very much aware of the fact that there was something going on. “Sorry, George, I didn’t mean to be rude. It’s been a strange day, it really has nothing to do with you” – Once again, you wondered why, of all things, you had chosen to say these words exactly. Of course it had to do with him: It was undeniable, you had checked often enough to be absolutely sure that you were pregnant, and no one else but George could be the father. Delight and utter excitement had been the first emotions to occur when you had found out, but then again you felt slightly scared, maybe even insecure about what was yet to come. After all, your life was most likely going to change completely, meaning there was basically no way you could undo your fate now, which left you feeling rather overwhelmed. Looking at George, though, you realized that you had an overall family-person by your side, and yet you were not sure how he’d react. You took his hands, trying to make up for your behavior before, but he still seemed suspecting, and thus he only put a soft kiss on your cheek before heading to the hallway to take off his clothes.

Fred had arrived slightly later than his twin, and after greeting you as well, even he realized that there was something up. You felt stressed out due to everyone suspecting things, and tried to force yourself to stay calm – otherwise, you probably would have lost control completely. “You two had a fight? Not that I’m complaining about the silence, but normally when you’re here, you lovebirds like to blabber quite a lot. What happened?” – “Nothing, Fred. I’m just a bit tired” Fred narrowed his eyes, knowing that it was stressing you out. “What’re you looking at?” – “I’m just assuming you’re lying, that’s all” he said, “Spit it out, (Y/N). You know you can talk to us” The pressure somehow made you feel angry, causing you to stand up before looking at Fred, your cheeks reddening. “Thanks, Fred, but I think I’m good” you replied before making your way to the kitchen.

How come you were suddenly so incapable of speaking out? And now that everyone’s mood was rather low, you felt even more desperate than before. The twins seemed to take care of some orders in their room while you prepared dinner, but it was all just too depressing at the moment. These news were good, and yet you had simply swallowed them down; it felt as if all magic was gone so abruptly - it was then that you realized that you wanted your pregnancy, and that after all, hopes and delight were stronger than all insecurities combined. This realization hit you quite harshly, causing your eyes to water as you leaned on to the kitchen counter. Neither was it actual sadness nor crying out of joy; it was just a thing that happened so suddenly, you couldn’t even determine your own feelings. “(Y/N)?” you suddenly heard someone asking and gasped slightly; you had forgotten completely about someone coming in. It was George walking up to you with a worried look on his face, he seemed protective and irritated at the same time, and as his hands seized yours, you looked into his eyes. “What on earth are you doing? What’s wrong?” he said; you could hear that he was forcing himself to stay calm rather than actually confronting you about your manner. He seemed even more irritated when you sobbed before giving him a smile, shaking slightly, and suddenly, you felt some sort of approval from yourself to go ahead. “Everything’s alright, George” you said, trying to keep your voice steady, whereas he frowned at you. “I know I acted quite strange before, but there’s a reason for that, actually” – You smiled once again between your sobs while your heart started beating faster than ever, and suddenly, you wanted nothing more than telling him about what you had found out. “I- I have news, you know? I was just so insecure about everything before, and I didn’t know how to t-tell you” you continued. George didn’t know whether he should smile or frown, and thus he just looked at you for a moment, his grip around your hands tightening. “Is this some kind of prank?” – “No, George, it’s just really big news” you laughed, and once again your eyes started watering, but this time you were sure it was out of delight. “Well, having checked often enough these past few days” you said, “I think it’s very much safe to say that I’m expecting” It as if a heavy burden had been taken from your shoulders, and you couldn’t help but laugh out loud when you finally realized that you had opened up to George. He, on the contrary, stared at you in disbelief before letting go of your hands and leaning on to the opposite counter. “So you’re- you’re pregnant?” he finally said, his voice rather soft, and you nodded in return. “Yes, I’ve checked often enough, really. There’s a little Weasley on the way, I guess”  A smile traced George’s lips; you knew that he had understood now, and his reaction caused tears to roll down your face. “You’ve got to be joking” he mumbled before he finally took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around your body so fiercely you had to catch your balance for a moment. “This is probably the best news ever, (Y/N), and you decide to tell me in the kitchen, sobbing and weeping? Very creative, I have to admit. You really had me; I thought someone had died” – “No, Georgie” You faced him now, whereupon he put a soft, quick kiss on your lips, his eyes always fixed on yours. “I had no idea how to tell you, to be honest. I know it could’ve been much nicer, but I was just so insecure- I mean, what if you don’t want to have a baby?” – “No, actually – it certainly was a big surprise, (Y/N), I didn’t suspect anything of this sort, really. And there’s no need to worry about that, have I ever told you I don’t want to have children?” He smiled brighter than ever when your hands ran over his chest; there was true excitement in his eyes, and for a moment it seemed as if he was thinking of all the things that were yet to come. “And besides, it was about time, wasn’t it?” he smirked before he once again hugged you, letting you rest your head on his shoulder as you slightly sobbed. Your embrace lasted quite long, probably due to the both of you digesting the recent news thoroughly, but you could feel that George was happy. “I probably won’t manage to get my head around it until next week, (Y/N)” he mumbled, facing you again, whereas you smiled. “Wait until there’s a bump showing, Georgie” – With these words, George leaned forward to place soft kisses on your lips over and over again until you heard Fred standing up in the nearby bedroom. “Should we tell our little Frederick?” you smirked, bringing your hands to George’s neck – it all felt a bit different, but to you had the strong feeling that this change was going to be a good one. “Yes, he will be absolutely thrilled” George replied before taking your hand and leading you to the living room.

“Fred?” you bellowed, whereupon he answered with a rather vague “Yes?” from the bedroom. “Do you have a minute?” – There was no reply; instead, Fred opened the door and looked at the both of you with a playfully annoyed glimpse before sitting down on the opposite couch. “Here’s your minute with Fred Weasley” he said, frowning slightly due to the smile that traced both George’s and your face. He sat there with his hands folded together, eagerly awaiting an explanation from you, and as George finally took the word, you could feel your heart beating faster once again. “Well” he said, “You know that (Y/N) acted quite strange before” – “Yes” – “And there’s a reason for that. She behaved like that because she had something to share – and it turns out that all she had was some news” – “Which means?” – “Well, I guess you could say that there will be one more Weasley very soon” Fred remained silent. It was amusing how he looked at you with an expression that was almost identical to George’s; irritated, if not even bewildered. “Are you two joking?” – “Merlin’s beard, no. I’m dead serious” George replied, looking at his brother. You seized George’s hand and waited for his twin to react, but Fred seemed a bit slower, or maybe more suspicious, when it came to digesting the news. “So you’re pregnant? Does that mean I’m going to be an uncle?” – “Very clever, Fred” you said, “And yes, you’re going to be an uncle” Suddenly, a rather blissful smile traced his lips, and he looked at you two for a moment before finally speaking. “I have to say, this is very delighting, although I did expect you to tell me sooner or later. My congratulations!” – It was too obvious that he was absolutely excited; sometimes, it seemed as if he couldn’t find the words for what to say next, which was rather unusual for Fred. “But since I assume that I am the first uncle to find out” he then commented, “I hope to be involved in most intentions and plans concerning the little chap. And I might as well expect you two to get a flat of your own for you to have fun in.  Oh, and someone will have to take care of the shop with me, I reckon” George laughed slightly at Fred’s words, his arm wrapping around you, and as he put a soft kiss on your cheek, you knew it was going to be alright.