so i needed to do this

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the great eruri giveaway!!!

come one, come all. i finally got my shit together from my 300 followers, and now i’m at 500, and i’m pretty sure nobody even took this seriously. well GET SERIOUS, and GET READY.

ok enough hype. i’ve collected several pieces of merchandise and some pieces of artwork from our lovely eruri community to give YOU, THE FANS. OF ERURI. THAT’S US. as a big thank you for being the best community in the dig doggity dangity world. i love you jerks so much. so you want this shit? read below for rules and breakdown of prizes.


how to participate

  • only reblogs count as entries 
  • 1 reblog per person, but you can reblog as many times as you want (if you want to promote but not participate, please tag with “no entry” or whatever)
  • must be 18 years or older
  • must like eruri
  • must be able to accept packages from sad old women (that’s me)
  • against my better judgement, international entries are allowed (shipping from the states). you accept custom fees, though. and if i get a lot of international winners, i will need to stagger out the shipping because it’s gonna be expensive. :|
  • you don’t need to be following me, but wow why would you not? i post so much eruri, where the fuck would you be without me? lmao

the shit

1st prize: the otp

  • Traditionally colored piece with matching ficlet based on a prompt of your choice* (example [x]); original sent to you as well
  • Two smutty, long doujin; one by Sable
  • Erwin and Levi official merch key holders
  • Cute Eruri fairy bottle charm by @identitypollution
  • Postcard sized prints by yours truly and @aileine
  • OTP Weiss Schwarz cards

2nd prize: the commander

  • pencil sketch with matching ficlet based on a prompt of your choice* (example [x]); original sent to you as well
  • Two smutty doujin; one by Sable
  • Erwin official merch key holder
  • T-rex-chan necklace
  • Postcard sized prints by yours truly and @aileine
  • Commander(s) and the liege Weiss Schwarz cards

3rd price: the captain

  • A ficlet based on a prompt of your choice*
  • Two smutty doujin; one by Sable
  • Levi official merch key holder
  • Postcard sized prints by yours truly and @aileine
  • Captain Levi and his squad Weiss Schwarz cards

* Prompts are to be short simple requests (like my tea times). I do not do omegaverse and mpreg. I might be opposed to some other things too, but we’ll have to see and negotiate at the time.
** Not pictured and included in each list are stickers that I’m waiting to come in from @160x188, @nyranin, and @aileine. They will be distributed throughout the tiers evenly.


and the winners are…

going to be announced on may 16th, 2017. i will use a random number generator to make the decision based on the single entry reblogs. please make sure to have your asks or messangers active. if you do not respond by may19th your spot will be forfeit to the next winner. i hope to have everything shipped out and created by mid-june.


so how about it? gimme a reblog, fam!

My brother sent me FaceApp pics of my face and OMG THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME, MY BABY AND GUY FACES ARE EXACTLY THE SAME AS I AM ALREADY LOL. 

only different one is the beauty pic with crossed eyes I’M DYING HAHA. THAT BABY PIC IS ME, THERE’S NO CHANGE IN IT HAHA.

(ORIGINAL)

Too fab for Faceapp lol

BatChat

Summary: Bruce gets caught talking to himself by a curious Dick Grayson

Rating:Gen

Words:890


Bruce Wayne had learned to ignore many things in the few years since he’d become Batman. Initial irrigations had even turned to comforting reminders. The chill of the cave was a welcome shock that helped his brain transition from Bruce to vigilante. The long drive from the manor to Gotham proper had turned into a time to plan instead of wasted minutes. And the bats. Chattering. Flapping. Swooping when he was least expecting them. They’d become a welcome presence alongside him. Their noise the background to his work. Their rare visible presence a constant reminder of vigilance.

He had never considered them as companions to speak to. They were only bats, after all.

They had never answered his muttered musings to himself or offered up answers to questions not sent their way. His hushed tone had grown over time to conversational, as he worked out plans, walked mentally through crime scenes, and picked apart toxins. They were much like walls in the way that they soaked up his words and kept them tightly as their own.

He was sure that things would have gone along that way for years longer if a small, ever-curious boy had not entered his life. Dick was always asking questions. Most of which Bruce had ready answers for. Their subjects those that (most of the time) were enriching to his young ward’s mind.

It had been years since Bruce had to curtail his habits to anyone other than Alfred. He’d developed a public persona with strict rules and guidelines for when he was at Wayne Enterprises or public events, and the hours he put in as Batman were done as a man far removed from the man he was in the sun. His home self, the man who was neither smile nor mask was free of those restrictions. Free to frown, and rub his forehead, to be frustrated or pleasantly amused by the misplacing of his favorite book, and yes he was free to talk to himself.

“If I clip that wire, and solder it here the whole thing will run a lot faster.” He said, his hands already angling the wire clipper towards the blue line. “Then if I just–”

“Hey B. Who’re ya talking to?”

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the next person who tells me I’m “romanticizing autism” by being my autistic self/not wanting a cure/hating every second of it/trying to act neurotypical/whatever other bullcrap will be invited to attach that opinion to a fork and stick it in their ear.

I have no idea what I’m doing anymore but here, progress???

I have to sleep now though, pupper has walk up the bed to sit on me and get in the way of this I can’t actually see if this is typing or not I’m just typing and hoping its working lmao

Hope you all have a good day/night ❤

i wonder if this time it’s too easy. i wonder if cas did see something, and he’s acting like this because the thing he saw put sam and dean greatly at risk, and he couldn’t have that, so he has to make it seem like he’s with this child and with this whole game in order to dismantle it. 

that final “trust me” before conking them out just seemed different, and not because he’s being controlled by a a demon fetus but maybe because they, and we, really do have to trust him on this

anonymous asked:

Have you ever watched the dubbed version?

Of the anyme? Yes, I have! ^ ^ I actually did a written and recorded review of it (which you can find here) if you’d like to read or listen to me talk about what I thought :D

me ,  cupping hands to mouth :   GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY AU  where the guardians are looking to recruit more soldiers to help defend the galaxy from those attempting to steal the infinity stones , and so they explore every system and hand - pick individuals who are tasked with defending their own section of the universe.   they discover the planet berk , where dragons and man live as one , and despite visual discrepancies that make the others believe hiccup is far from worthy of the title , perhaps peter sees a greatness in hiccup , and that hiccup has what it takes to be a guardian.  plus , it’s also the fact that peter likely takes a liking toward hiccup because of their snarky personalities and deep compassion to save mankind.  however , to accept the fate of a guardian , hiccup must leave behind all he knows in favor of exploring the galaxy unknown to his own viking eyes.   but hiccup would take it , making sure toothless is eligible to come with ( be it human or dragon form? )  and they both take on the enemy one infinity stone at a time.

I’m a real adult

I’m apparently getting up a little past 4 in the morning so I can get in line outside Toys R Us at 5 to try to score a Switch. I am skipping the staff meeting happening at 9 to do this, because Toys R Us open at 10. I have to be at work to open the library at 10:45, but it’s only like 15 minutes away, which gives me a whole half hour to grab a console and BotW, as long as I get in line early enough.

If I do not get in line early enough, I am going to come home and go back to sleep until work, probably; either way, the meeting is not happening.

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– but Mint Eye Yoosung tho ((mmmMMm how r u gonna smooth all that edge))

SPOILERS!!! [sort of] gr8 now i wanna draw mint eye rfa Flipped!AU zzz ((basically the only good people are saeran and rika ++ MC idk AAAAAAAA))

sorry ive been a bit inactive bc of work but hhh here’s some quick sketches sjkdfhdk O<-<

can i just say something?

when I was a kid, I told my mom that I wanted to be an actress when I grew up. You know what she told me?

She said, “sure, but you’re going to have to do it in China. America won’t hire you if you’re Asian.”

And that was it for that dream. 

Of course, that was just a phase - one of many, one I would’ve gotten over anyway. But what she said stuck to me. You’re going to have to act in China, because America doesn’t hire Asians.

And if there’s anything I learned over these years, it’s that she was right. Asian-Americans don’t get to see ourselves on screen. We don’t get to read about our deeds. And we get pissed. We complain, we shout, and people dismiss us because, oh, “the Japanese are okay with Ghost in the Shell”, and “I’ve heard that mainland Chinese are perfectly fine with Iron Fist.” Well, great for them. This isn’t about them.

This is about us. Asian-Americans. Asian-Canadians. Asian-Australians. Asian hyphen something. And the Asians in Asia don’t understand - because they can’t. They’re surrounded by media portrayals of them. They never have to fight for representation because it’s always there. They have no idea what it’s like to live in a country that sees you as other, and then to have to go back to your home country, to have your parents tell you “this is you, this is your culture, your heritage” and you look upon the faces of your family and you see nothing of yourself in them. 

Asian-Americans are not the same as Asians who live in Asia. We live in a different culture. Our values, our beliefs, the experiences that shape our lives are separate. 

We want to see ourselves in western media because it’s what we grew up with. It’s what surrounds us. Sure, we can watch K-dramas and anime and Chinese/Taiwanese/Japanese/whatever dramas, and a lot of us do, but it’s still not us

We shouldn’t have to go watch Asian dramas just to see a part of us represented. We shouldn’t have to move to Asia just to be hired. 

We deserve to represent, and be represented, as ourselves.