so this is what my life is now

tbh i want more epsilon characterization where he isn’t just like church to fit in bc he was expected to. like s7, where he’s more upbeat and just wants to be worshipped and shoot lasers, or really anything where he’s less of everyone’s replacement for alpha church yknow?

like every member of the bgc pretty much just views him as alpha. the only main person he interacts with who doesn’t see him as church (right away, anyway) is carolina, and that’s because she never met alpha
even wash eventually just reads him as Church, and wash knew him during pfl (if u count dying as getting to know someone, i guess)

anyway in summary: let epsilon develop his own personality that isnt “replacement for alpha,” cowards

bekittymeow  asked:

Hey there! Though I am not an avid writer, I do love to write. It started with poems, then I started doing scenes with random characters. One stuck with me, so I started writing their story. There was a big change in my life, and I stopped writing for a while. Now I can't. Everytime I try to write, it doesn't feel right. Everything's forced and dull, and I second guess the direction, no matter what it is I'm working​ on. How do I transfer this world I've created out of my head and onto paper?

Originally posted by the-reactiongifs

    I got super excited when I saw your ask because this is actually how I started writing! I had a rut of a few years too, where everything I wrote was dull and didn’t sound as amazing as the story in my head. Sigh. But enough lollygagging, let’s begin.

Keep Writing!

    Okay, I know this sounds silly because your writing sounds dull to you and you don’t like it, but just write. Sometimes the problem isn’t that your writing is dull, rather it’s that you have heard/read it so many times. To a new reader, this idea is fresh and exciting and unique because you came up with it. Even if your writing truly does sound forced and dull (which I highly doubt, by the way), still write out your story and simply edit later. Editing is every writer’s best friend. For now, just get the words on the page. A rough draft is a rough draft for a reason. Also, your writing will grow and change as you write and one day you may read something and realize exactly how amazing it sounds!  Just write and worry about how it sounds later.

    Speaking of your writing changing, you mentioned that you stopping writing for a while and now you can’t write. It may not be that you can’t write, but that simply you are out of practice. Writing is like riding a bicycle.  If you haven’t in a few years, the first few turns of the pedals are wobbly until you find your balance. It is not uncommon to get out of practice of writing, in fact this is why so many authors constantly journal or use daily writing prompts which is similar to how you were writing before. These get the creative juices flowing but also practice the flow of writing. If your style has changed, again, nothing to worry about. This just means you are growing as a writer. Don’t stop simply because it doesn’t sound the same as it did one paragraph earlier. If your plot is changing and taking a different direction, run with it. If you don’t like it, edit later. Sometimes the best moments in writing, are the moments that we didn’t plan out.

    Also, one problem may be that you are too comfortable with your idea which is why it sounds dull when you write it out. If the planning of your world happened in your head, the disconnect is that it was never on paper to start with. Try writing out your ideas in a journal where you can find them easily. Not necessarily all of them, but the main ones to get the creative juices flowing. Sometimes once they are on paper, you can see where you want to make changes to your ideas, giving them a new edge that they didn’t have before.

Writing Friend

     This one is optional, but it helped me get out of my rut so I thought I’d share. :) Okay, so a “writing friend” is a person who you, preferably, know personally and trust enough to have read your work and give you feedback. They are like a beta reader, but a little more personal. For me, my writing friend also writes and she and I exchange work every so often to read and then give feedback on it. This helped me to finish writing my book, even though the first draft was full of mistakes. It was like having unofficial deadlines because she would constantly text “Did you write more yet?” She was encouraging and looked past all the mistakes. Instead, she focused on the characters and how my idea was unique and could grow. Focus on how to grow your story rather than all the mistakes, you the author, see.

     My point is, just write! Your ideas are different and unique because you wrote them. Don’t let them collect cobwebs in a corner of your mind. Put them on a page. Even if no one reads it till you feel it is finished, at least now your idea is in ink. I strongly encourage you to continue writing. This is your story and it’s different from any other.

Happy writing!


anonymous asked:

A small tear came to my eye when jian yi was humming and blushing, is it illegall for someone to be this cute. He to precious XD

he sure loves zhan a lot <3 unrelated, but i also have this song stuck in my head in zhan’s POV from when jian yi disappears 

Talk about our future like we had a clue
Never planned that one day I’d be losing you

In another life, I would be your man
We keep all our promises, be us against the world

In another life, I would make you stay
So I don’t have to say you were the one that got away

All this money can’t buy me a time machine, no
Can’t replace you with a million rings, no
I should'a told you what you meant to me, whoa
Cause now I pay the price

One of the main reasons this blog exists, and why I've gone so far in outting myself is simply because i am attempting to break drug user stereotypes and help people feel more comfortable with their lives. I never expected for this blog to become so popular worldwide, but now that you all have chosen to make it so, i just want you all to know I'm thankful to every fuckin one of you for supporting my crazy ass and i sincerely hope that my unorthodox methods are actually helping some of you besides just providing you with entertainment or someone to fantasize about or make fun of. We live in a fucked up judgemental society and it sucks,but you know what? idgaf about anyone's judgements towards me and never have and this blog is proof and I'm hoping that by putting my life on display like this inspires some of you to live the kind of life that YOU want without giving a shit what anyone thinks too. Im not doing this for praise or anything like that, tbh i only started the original methed up samurai blog as a place to dump my drug pics, but then i saw an opportunity to use this blog to fulfill a need that i see in society. So if you are thankful to me, please, show me your gratitude by freeing yourself from worrying about the opinions of others and start living in a way that's true to yourselves the same way Ive been incriminating the fuck outta myself here to show you that i have been, no matter how different or bizarre you might think it is. That is the best way you can EVER repay me.

Originally posted by methed-up-samurai-is-a-ghost

anonymous asked:

Wow I love that comic so much!?? Like I've never really been interested in the ducks but now I'm really into it! One question... what's the dime?

Oh anon my darling friend welcome to the world of ducks, and Uncle Scrooge’s Number One Dime is the very first coin he ever earned back in Glasgow as a wee lad shining shoes! He has held onto it and treasured it his whole life so it’s very important to him, but Magica wants it because she knows a way to melt it down into an amulet that will grant her the Midas touch; the ability to turn things into gold! Oh no! But makes for a lot of great stories :D

Balancing Writing & College

Anonymous asked: “I had an idea to a novel 6 months ago and I started writing it immediately. I started writing during my spring semester at college but I came across a problem. Every time I sit down to focus on homework I end up continuing writing the story. I ended up getting inspiration and a great need to write at odd hours when I should be sleeping so I can get up for class. How can one manage college and a story? I don’t know what to do to manage it but my life is kind of being controlled by the story.”

To be honest, you’re probably asking the wrong person. 

During undergrad, I was always very methodical about schoolwork and writing. I didn’t write until my schoolwork for the day was done. I tended to start early - it actually baffles me now, but I used to start homework at 7 am. I’m not creative that early in the morning, but I could read and take notes and memorize Ancient Greek vocabulary - whatever I needed to do. I would decide in advance what homework I would be doing that day and plan it out for the week. That way I wasn’t working all day and then, I’d leave time for writing- usually in the early evening. I didn’t have a full-time job. I was away from family. I had time and the ability to focus. I was lucky.

When I am entirely unhelpful, I like to open up this question to my followers who are so knowledgable and helpful. How do you try to balance writing and college?

Idk where this feeling just came from but I feel so good and safe and serene? Like I trust myself, and I have faith? Idk what I have faith in but I know I have faith and that I feel really good w where my life is right now wth


So now this nigga @imvumostsecrets thought about what he did :) say he will give me a trigger he owe me now and 3 rooms with it….. I thought about it that would be a grea….. BOY FYM FOH lmfao fuck you trigger boy yo girl @voodoodahl-imvu can see how u tried to take my girl from me see how dirty u are lmao boy get yo life together haha… nigga thought he can bribe me SIKEEEE …. tried to tell my girl I’m a bad guy I’ll show yo ass a bad guy here my awnser bitch ass nigga Heeeeellll to the mutha fuckin nah lmao @bvdbvrbi3 @jinxbefresh @coadiell @ideliciosoet-imvu @zombiesims-imvu @x0x0becca @yerni-vu @detoxxxing @mothapaige @tinirookiez @momosecr3tz @mosecr3tzentertainment @lyonsdenempire @elijahyounglion @candygirlsofficial @rosieelaurenn @diamondenterprise @houseofcardsinc @ladytorturexxx @kiingreapa @id3stinyi @stacksxrated @ravensspace @graphixme

i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later. 


My heart is pierced by Cupid;

I disdain all glittering gold.

There is nothing can console me

But my jolly sailor bold.

I’m trying to fight my art block and I received some lovely suggestions I’m going to draw.

Mer!Hanzo and Pirate!McCree was one of these.
@rebeza and @finchworks are my inspirations and I look up to their designs and AUs ‘cause wow.

Have you ever seen a prettier Hanzo?


Yixing + plushies and kisses

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #44
  • *after some really good sex*
  • Dan: God, that was amazing
  • Phil: I guess you could say that was wonderPHIL

Now I’m just messing around ‘cause I like throwing  these sparkles and screen tones everywhere—-like I know what I’m doing ahahaha I really don’t.
Any who! Some Vanilla Promptis for your dashes today! 
I drew the smooching girls, so this time I drew the smooching boys, but in their high school days! Their kisses would totally be cute and vanilla until they get the hang of getting too know each other huehuehue~
njoy the cute squishing faces if these two losers lol 

Love Square Songs


Romantic Marichat)

Platonic Marichat (Talking about their crushes, of course)


Personal Ladynoir)

Just a thought that wouldn’t leave me at 4:00 in the morning.


MC bios

i finally powered through all of these refs so i could better explain my mcs and the story around them. i plan to do more so this is more like an introduction to their characters

these aren’t their official outfits btw

if you have any questions, feel free to ask me :)

andreil going on roadtrips is literally??? just the?? warmest thing ever????? they werent able to do it before, for spring break, because of all the bad stuff that happened…but just imagine like sometime in the summer. for 2 weeks or so they get to be together, alone, free of worry leaving it all behind ((including kevin much to his distaste bc he didnt want to have the court so far from him but hes able to stick with his dad so its ok. also andrew pulled out the knives))

  • having just the road beyond them!!! they travel for hours with no real destination in mind, only the feeling of being able to be with each other like this 
  • with their fingers loosely laced together in the middle of the console and the windows down with the wind blowing through their hair. sometimes neil will stick his head out to really breathe in and feel his blood rushing because freedom is right here in front of him in the palms of his hands and it feels so good
  • andrew glances at him before turning back to the road again and his heart is clenching and burning with this entirely new feeling because neil still feels like a fucking pipe dream even though he is right there with him. and he always will be.
  • after a while they’d stop at a rest area, or maybe just the shoulder of an empty road. andrew would step out and go to neil’s side and lean against the hood of the car while lighting 2 cigs
  • they both breathe in the smoke while they lean back to stare at the starry sky which is extremely clear without light pollution, except its only neil doing so, because andrew is staring at him from the corner of his eye instead
  • the awe on neil’s face makes the realization hit him that he’d burn down the world if that meant nothing would ever be able to take this away from him again ((am i speaking about neil’s happiness, or neil with andrew? ;)))
  • this muddles his thoughts and almost melts his fucking brain, so much that he has to ask “yes or no?” and pulling neil in by the collar of his shirt when he whispers out a “yes. always yes.” and biting his bottom lip for the last of it in retaliation which makes neil smile against his mouth
  • they spend nights in shitty motels with junk food and candy surrounding them on their bed, courtesy of andrew
  • theyre wrapped in blankets like a cocoon and sharing kisses and nuzzles to necks and soft touches like hands running through hair, warm hands on the back of necks and sometimes barely-there fingertips grazing up and down arms when andrew is comfortable with it
  • neil will send a pic of them on the balcony with the sunrise behind them to the foxes’ groupchat and everyone dies from it. andrew is glaring at neil and flicks the ash of his cig towards him and neil just smiles
  • neil would want to go on runs in the morning, to stick to routine, to sometimes push away nightmares he had the night before, but in the end he will always come back to andrew because he knows he no longer has to be actually on the run. and andrew will be waiting for him
  • and he is, with takeout breakast and a 2nd cig in between his fingers for him, and the steadying presence with the feeling of home
  • they dont exactly have plans for their days, just whatever comes to mind and whats easy, either lazing about watching boring movies with andrew’s legs thrown across neil’s lap or andrew slowly taking neil apart bit by bit with hot hands and harsh kisses. it all works for them
  • ((once neil asked if he’d wanna go running with him sometime and maybe check out whats around and what to do and andrew just stares blankly at him like ‘are you kidding me’ and neil has the audacity to laugh))
  • and even after many years that pass they’ll still take these roadtrips, a lot of them on a whim just to get away from everything and to wrap up into each other and feel how they still fit together like 2 pieces of a puzzle even after all this time
  • until the end of forever