some interesting things i found on tumblr

Star Trek Character Ages

Over the past few days my sister and I have been doing very important research; we looked up the ages of all of the Star Trek characters. Quite possibly one of the most nerdy things I have spent my time doing, but, the results are quite interesting in some cases. So here you go tumblr.

*note: all of these ages were calculated using either birth years found on memory alpha or memory beta, so they may not be 100% correct, but I tried to be as accurate as possible.*

——At the start of their time on the series—–


Data-26 (based on activation date)
Beverley Crusher-40
Wesley Crusher-16

Dax (symbiont)- 351(born in 2018!!! Guys that is pretty soon)
Odo- 32 (based on date he was first found)
Quark- unknown (no recorded DOB)

The Doctor-0 (Activation date)
7 of 9-21 (however she spent time in a Borg maturation chamber)

Porthos-Unknown, but at least 2 years old

Go forth with the newfound knowledge you have gained! 


I might keep you


Memeber:Namjoon, Ravi


A/n: Daddy Namjoon is a religion. Don’t get me started on this one.


Breath. Three deep breaths. Y/N you can do it. It is only a work placement. You look like a child. You are a child. You became legal two freakin weeks ago. Fuck it. Honestly. I’m nervous. Okay. This elevator is going fast. Too fast. I have to go through my notes once again. What can they ask me? What is my degree? If I had been on other placements? What languages do I know?  God…they can even ask me which number are the correct ones for the lottery and I should know.

Who are you? You are Y/N. You are a candidate for work placement in one of the biggest corporations in the world. The CEO is a man called Kim Namjoon. The third heir of the company. Not many people have seen him,but those who have say he is beyond handsome and beyond scary. They tell stories on the newspaper how he doesn’t speak much but when he does he has the voice of the devil,with hints of desire and sparkles of want. All female full time employees are always wearing short pencil skirts and heels in order to try to attract the young heir. But he doesn’t buy it. God, is he a virgin? One of those romantic guys that keeps himself for the girl of his dreams? Or maybe he is one of the Dom’s? One of those that will secretly touch his girl under the table during a conference. Or maybe he likes being submissive,but can’t let it show because he is an important figure? You decide.

Okay enough Y/N. Too much thinking. Back to the important questions. Take a sip from the Green Tea your mother made you this morning in order to feel fresh and ready to be the best part-time employee.

You can’t say that I feel very fresh. Last night I had to sleep and be a blooming flower in the morning,but no! I decided to read smut fictions about my hoped future boss on Tumblr. This is exactly what you shouldn’t do the night before an intreview. It’s a stupid decision.

But I found out interesting things. He has fan clubs. You can say he is as popular as any other star. Every item he has touched and left behind goes on for sale and the prices people pay are ridicules. Each and every fan club speculates how Namjoon really looks. When you read that some fanclubs even think he is the Lord Commander of the Vampires you should know it’s time to sleep.

“Floor 114" This is it. Keep yourself collected. You can do this Y/N. You only have to survive through an interview. Nothing special.

The moment I stepped out of the elevator my eyes were greeted by many women in guess what…pencil skirts and heels. All of them had long straighten hair as if they were freakin clones. Almost all of them. One girl,not much older than me, looked not in her place. Like me. But she was stunning. A beautiful girl of color. If I was a man you can bet she was everything I look for in a woman. Unlike the blond clones with straighten hair,she had a flawless afro. It made her stand out in a good way. She had no heels ,just like me, she was with white Vans. They probably were really white once,but like all shoes they weren’t so white anymore. But so were mine red Converse. And just like me she was looking around as if she was in the wrong place. I knew I had to have her in my life. This was destiny. Walking towards her and I sat nervously next to her. When she noticed me a look of relief spread across her features. “We don’t look like we belong here.” she amiled at me “I was about to say it. I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you.” I said bringing out my most cheerful voice. “I’m Corin. It’s also really nice to meet you.” her natural plump lips became one even warmer smile.“You have an amazing hair. I have always wanted to do an afro,but it’s not appropriate. I don’t want to anger anyone or someone to think that I’m disrespectful towards their tradions.” “This is really nice of yours. I really like your hair too. Its so straight and it’s obvious unlike theirs that is natural.” we both blushed and giggled because compliments and talking about the other candidates isn’t something you do on a work placement interview. I think. “Can I see your resume?” we both said at the same time. And that evolved in more giggles. “Of course. Here.” we said together again this time laughing loud. Some clones turned to look at us but found out we had absolute no interest in them whatsoever and continued doing whatever they were doing.

Let me tell you,she had an amaizng resume. So good that I almost felt miserable about mine. We talked more and I really liked her and I think she liked me. We changed numbers and even made plans for a nice brunch next week where we can talk more. Suddenly we started talking about Kim Namjoon. She told me that he has a brother. An older brother. “If I ever want to meet someone is probably him. They say he is just as badass as his younger brother. The Kim brothers are partners in crime. The black sheeps of the Kim family. But for whatever reason their grandfather left everything, the whole empire to them. No one,even their own parents weren’t happy with that decision. But no one could do anything about it because the will stated that the heirs of Kim corp. are the Kim brothers. They are both cold and scary,because of their past and the people they lost.” All night I read about the Kims but I haven’t read this. It was in no tabloid or forum. Nowhere. “Corin,how do you know that?” she only smiled sad “My mother. She had been working for the Kims for a long time. Truth is I’m here because my mother asked Mrs.Kim  to let me on the final list. Mrs.Kim and my mother have a very good relationship and Mrs.Kim had always taken care of me.” “So that means you have seen the brothers.” “No. I haven’t. They don’t live with their parents and everytime they did come to the house Mrs. Kim has told me to go in my room because things down there may get ugly. And most of the time they did. Every time one of the brothers was in the house a fight was inevitable. So I never saw them. But I know their voices like I know this” and she showed me her right hand" is my right hand. From all the shouting in the house I know whose voice is who’s. The raspy low one is Wonsik,the older brother. The low rich load one is Namjoon,the younger one.“

The doors of the elevator opened and a handsome man not older than twenty six stepped into the room. "He is…unusual.” I said looking at my new friend. “Maybe he is a designer or something.” I would’ve guessed so too. The man had a strong red bleached hair with small golden rings attached to it. He was wearing a light blue suit with absolutely nothing underneath. On his chest,fingers and ankles tattoos were coloring his skin. The whole situation was finished with floral Gucci sneakers and that was it. He had only a unreadable look in his eyes and nothing else was there on his handsome features. “Bad weather. Bad morning.” “Was this supposed tob be Good morning because in human language we say…” I whispered in Corins ear “Kim Wonsik."she said scared"Kim Wonsik…wait,what?” my head snapped. “Y/N. This is Kim Wonsik. The older Kim.”

If a minute ago I looked him like he was some psycho,now he looked scary. He was indeed scary now. A hand grabbed mine and I saw Corin shaking trying to hold onto something. I squeezed her hand trying to smile. “Corin,it’s okay. He…”“You don’t know him. I have heard him. Although Wonsik is less scarier than Namjoon,he isn’t weaker than him. Between the two Wonsik is the body and action. Namjoon is the brain. Wonsik is more reckless.”“I have the names of 50 girls in this list. You are fighting as you know for 5 work placements in total. The 5 choosen will be assigned in different departments by us the CEOs ourself. Since I want to finish faster…” and he stopped dead in his sentence. Following where he was looking I ended up looking where I hoped he wasn’t looking - at Corin. He was looking at her like she was some ghost,like a child that after years of searching found his toy. She stopped shaking and was just looking scared. Wonsik smirked and looked away. “Corin what happend?” “I don’t know and I don’t want to. Y/N I’m afraid.” “So am I. Don’t worry. I won’t leave you. I’m here.”

“Line in five rows of ten. I have no time for joking around.“ Wonsik voice spread across the almost quite room. This was a command,no a "if you may do it”. With Corin’s hand in mine I stood us both up and holding her tightly we stood next to each other.“Someone from my team will start calling you in…Namjoon,what a pleasant surprise,little brother.” Everyone looked at the elevator where a breathtaking man was standing. Tall and scary. Dirty blond hair was slicked back so that black mesmerizing eyes could kill. A beautiful red choker decorated his neck. The muscular body was attempted to be hidden behind a black suit matched with fitted suit pants that outlined his perfect thighs. Under the suit jacket there was a black shirt with exactly three unbuttoned buttons. People are probably afraid to walk when he walks because dust may fall on his…five thousand three hundred and sixty four dollar Alexander McQueen shoes,don’t ask how I know this. Without saying anything he stepped in the room and like robots the rows split in the middle making an aisle for the intimidating man to walk on with his minions. He gave off the vibe of fear and sexual tension,while women made the air thick with arousal. He stood next to his brother and and know the picture was just plain the death of me. Two pairs of unreadable eyes. Everyones eyes in the room were glued to the ground from fear. Where ever the brothers looked the tension hanging on each of our shoulders became even heavier. 

“Tell me you are kidding.” everyone were right. If the devil had a voice this was going to be it. It was a low yet loud voice just as Corin said. If he wanted me to sin only a sentence should roll on his sinful lips and it was going to be enough to make me do whatever he wanted.“I tought we agreed that for the work placement we want good looking women not…people like her."his head only nodded in the direction of Corin or at that time I thought so. The blond clones giggled all together trying to appeal to Kim Namjoon. Corin was looking at the ground refusing to look up. She was holding my hand tightly and tears started to roll from her eyes. This was a grave mistake Kim Namjoon. I’m killing you and your freakin placement because you hurt a girl that was so nice and the only thing she wants is to call her mother and to tell her efforts finally gave fruit. I was someone who hated to see others hurt and she was visibly hurt. Oh I don’t care who you are Kim Namjoon. You just angered the goddess of Human rights. Angry,my head snapped up full of confidence. My eyes could kill if they could.

"And what exactly is wrong with her Mr. Mighty CEO?!” I snapped and the giggles abruptly stopped. As if no one was there. Mr. Kims head slowly turned in my direction looking me straight in the eyes. In any other moment I would’ve peed myself from fear but not now. Not right now. Right now I was stronger than him.“You will excuse me,but she is stunning. Unlike the bleached blonde clones at least she is different. So am I as I see. Should we all wear pencil skirts and heels to please you your mighty Highnesses? My hair is also brown. Oh no. Should I bleach it blonde? If you can’t see the potential of people with amazing resumes like hers you are not worth my or even less hers time,brain or effort. So excuse me while I turn my red Converse and get out of here. With "Her”. An actual intelligent human being. Goodbye.“ Without saying anything and still holding our hands we walked through the blond tall clones.</p> <p>When I turned my head around just before we leave so I could see his reaction before I leave this freakin place forever.A smirk is everything I saw. A freakin smirk. He was looking at me like I am an interesting species that he haven’t seen or heard about. His thumb slowly rubbed his plump lips as if he was thinking what to say. I was holding Corin and was ready to storm out,but this look. This look was lurking me back. It was telling me to stay still and to wait. Like a good girl."What’s your name?” is what he asked me. From everything you could’ve said. You say…What’s your name. "Y/N. My name is Y/N. Does it matter?“I said not looking away from his eyes. I just couldn’t."Yes it does. Wonsik,there are four places open from this moment on. She comes with me. Ms. Y/N lead the way. And bu the way I wasn’t talking about Corin. Corin,say hi to mother.” What? “No Namjoon. You do it yourself.” After all they know each other. Turning my back to Kim Namjoon I looked at Corin. “You told me you haven’t seen them. Why did you lie?” “There are things family can’t share Y/N so lie is the answer then. I’m sorry. But things are too complicated for someone who I met today.” Warm breath warmed my neck. Namjoon was so close to me the heat coming from him was warming my back. A low “You can let go of her now.” is what I heard and soon a big hand catched mine swiftly and I let go of Corin’s hand. “Let’s go. Big brother,I believe you will take care of things here.” A loud “You bet I will.” was heard before Namjoon dragged me in the elevator and pulled out a golden card ehich he swipped on the logo of the company and the elevator started moving.

No talking. Just breathing and the sound of my fast beating heart. I was scared. Where ever we were going I couldn’t escape. Whatever he wanted to say I should listen. “Now you are quiet.” the statement died in the silence. “Why are you not saying anything?” you shouldn’t answer Y/N. Don’t lurk yourself in this trap. He wants you to speak. The hell,I came here to become part-time employee. What did I get myself into? “Mr.Kim you arrived your destination. Destination-your main office.” The fuck were you?! Where did this voice came from. The robo voice from the elevator doesn’t sound like this. “An unauthorized face in the office sir.” he lowly chuckled. “She is with me Gidian. Thank you for the warning. Come on little one. My office is better than the elevator.” Ah right. Y/N get out of the elevator. Slowly,don’t look too rushed. Don’t be intimidated by him although he walks so confident and he is so tall and his back look like a work of God even behind the suit. You horny bitch. Stay in the line of being scared,not horny. Scared. Remember,afraid. Not horny.

His office did really look nice. He had a fireplace with a big couch with few big old books wrapped in leather lying next to the sofa on a small black wooden table on the left. On the right he had a big monitor on a pitch black wall. And in the front he had a really big black mahogany desk with a leather I will say throne more than a chair. Maybe the Vampire theory isn’t so crazy now that I see his office. “Come. Where do you want to talk? On the couch or the desk? Gidian,clean my schedule for the next hour.” he was a prince. A dark prince. “Desk. Couch is too…intimate.” I answered,trying to put the fear down my throat,to sound proud and confident.“He laughed. A real laugh. Not faked smile or a smirk. And all of a sudden the laugh died and a smirk took its place. "What are you? You throw a fit in the middle of an employee recruitment. Then you confront me. You don’t flinch unlike others. And red Converse,seriously?” his tone was a satin drenched with sex. Why? Why the stupid smuts damn it? My head is full with all the things he could do to me right now and no one will know about it. All the places he can take me on and no one will find about it. Damn you hormones. I have had sex once in my life and strangely it didn’t hurt as much as I was worried. But with all the smuts I have read, I am a sex encyclopedia.

I found my voice after looking at him for what felt like an eternity. “I really like my Converse. They’re a present from my mother. Do they bother you,sir?” Something in him snapped for a second. He looked like a bewildered animal. For the first time he looked away from me. Lowly,almost deadly I heard his voice. “Work for me. Not as a part-timer. As a full time employee. Work for me. Only for me.”

He wanted me to work? After all I did? After I confront him infront of his minions and everyone else. After acting like a fool? “Why?” “I do things differently. You are different and I like that.” Namjoon circled his desk and walked to me. Although I wanted to run away,somewhere far away, I didn’t. Soon he was too close.“You are not scared. But I have the desire to make you.” one of his hands chained itself behind my back pulling me even closer. To wear a tennis skirt wasn’t the best decision now. So was coming here too. But Kim Namjoon smelled of a nice full of flavors parfume. Up close his smirk wasn’t scary. It was sexy. “You see little one,I love being the winner,the master. And you try to confront me. It’s fun. I want to have fun. I will keep you. Close to me.” his lips were moving and on my mind was just how they stop talking and put themselves to use to heal mine.“So that when I finally break you I will claim you as mine. But for now…” “Kim Namjoon,kiss me."dead in his sentence I watched as the scariest and mysterious man on Earth snapped and his eyes became grave black and his voice was the sin of every man. "Earn it. Work for me. Step by step I will satisfy whatever need you have for me. This is a one time deal,little one. Take it or leave from where you came."My mind. It stopped working rationally at the age of five. Why think wisely now? "I’ll do it. I’ll work for you. Now kiss me.” if it was possible his grip became even tighter. Our breaths were meddling in one. I looked away from Namjoon and stared at his chest waiting for him to say whatever. “Patience little one. I’ll give you everything you want and need. But patience.” my voice was a low whisper against his strong body.“Patience is also earned Kim Namjoon. Right now,I have none. I don’t know why am I so brave today,bu appreciate it and kiss me.” There he was,the bewildered animal,the final straw of self-control he had. His other hand roughly pulled my face towards his making our lips one whole. We were Legos. Perfect pieces put together. His lips moved slowly but surely. Aware that no matter how much I talked,he was the commander of my turned legal two weeks ago self. The moment finished fast and soon there wasn’t fluffy lips on mine anymore.

“I have three rules that I expect you to follow. Three. No more than three. One, no heels,pencil skirts or bright lipstick. I hate those things” this was easy. I never liked them anyway.“Two,never call me sir.”“Why?”“Just because. And three and the most important one of them. For you to be always be free for me. Whenever I call or send you a message. I’ll expect you to answer in that exact moment. Whenever I want to see you for you to be able to see me.

 "Welcome in my wolrd,little one”

Okay antis, read the whole thing

So, I joined TCC like week ago (Ive been stalking yall for way longer tho lmaoo) and I decided to make my own post to antis. 

Ok so, first of all, this ain’t a serial killer fandom, thank you. TCC ain’t a fandom, bless you. 

Anyway, I’ll start with a little background alright ? So, I have been on tumblr maybe like 3 years, with different blogs. When I joined tumblr, I had an eating disorder and I used to have just a regular beauty blog, I saw pictures of other beautiful, skinny, anorectic, girls and compared myself to them daily. I posted my face there, my body, just everything, and I got a lot of compliments, mostly from men, adult men(I was a minor) and I started to feel like I need their acceptance and I need to be skinny and pretty in order to get it. I was well liked, I seemed happy and I made myself seem perfect, I was skinny, I took pictures with tons of makeup and filters. But in order to maintain that, I didn’t eat, I was really depressed, I had suicidal thoughts and shit. But I kept it going, really, those skinny girls you see on tumblr, they haven’t eaten in days to get those ribs showing, and in order to look so perfect they took tons of pictures, pushing their body in the weirdest positions, that are not normal, and it hurts to take those pictures. But that was all that I had, I thought I needed to be pretty, in order to be liked and happy. I thought I needed to be skinny or all the people would leave. 

Then, one day I was listening to one song from Roope, he rapped about Jokela’s school massacre, I was really depressed back then, I had never been interested in any fictional characters, shows and such, I had always loved to read real stories and news about violent crimes, murders, etc since I was a little, I don’t know why, they excited me, but I just thought I was weird and that there weren’t any other people like me. Well, I went to read about the massacre, and there I found my way to read about columbine as well, I got really interested in it. I read everything about it and on some page the word “columbiners” catched my eye. I was like “omg, school shooter fandom, so gross, terrible, sick kids omg lolol they prolly planning a school shooting!!!!!111!! CALL THE POLICE !!!111!”, yea, just like you anti guys, I was one of yall too.

But I couldn’t help myself, and I went to tumblr and hit the search. I was shocked, I found people just like me, I found people who were also interested in violent crimes and murderers, I found people who didn’t say I was sick or weird for finding interest in those things. I found TCC. I felt like here I can talk about everything that fascinates me.

Then I joined TCC, people werent throwing their skinny bodies and makeup caked faces everywhere, I didn’t need to stress, everyone was just being themselves, making memes and jokes about dylann roof forgetting his damn age, no one was planning a fucking mass murder, I didnt need to be skinny, pretty and perfect, I didn’t need to fake anymore. I was able to openly talk about my interests and not just keep all my thoughts inside, because if I had kept all them inside, I would’ve definitely exploded at some point. Before TCC I thought I didnt belong, I thought no one understood me, I thought I was sick and something was wrong with me and everyone else was normal. But here, if I feel suicidal I can just hit someone up and they will talk me through it, I need advice? Literally anyones ready to help you. Violent thoughts ? EVERYONES READY TO TALK WITH YOU AND HELP YOU TO GET RID OF THEM, NO ONE IS COURAGING YOU TO SHOOT UP A SCHOOL U FUCKING DUMB CORNDOGS. 

 Theres much higher chance for those people with violent thoughts and interest in this kind of stuff to commit something if they feel like there is no one like them and they are left outside. But if you actually find people like you, community like TCC, you feel like you are not alone, there are people who understand you, you feel accepted somewhere. The fact TCC doesnt fail to also put a little fun in the mix w all the serious stuff also, is really amazing too. Now your thoughts must be that “you need therapy u sick fuck, kill yourself” thank you for your concern love, I do go to therapy ! And many people in the TCC do ! Telling us to kill ourselves will definitely not help us, or make us want to leave TCC, the community, that actually supports us and doesnt want us to go and take our life. It just makes us to feel more like outsiders and that we dont belong anywhere but TCC, so jot that down.

Next point, is that the ones here interested in Columbine ARE NOT FUCKING HAPPY ABOUT THE SHOOTING, THEY WISH THEY COULDVE BEEN THERE FOR THE BOYS AND SHOWED THEM THAT THERE ARE PEOPLE LIKE THEM, AND THAT THEY DONT NEED TO DO IT. There are people out there just like Dylan and Eric, some of them have found TCC, and have found people who accept them, bullied kids have found a safe place where they can talk about their thoughts and dont have to keep them inside. The teenagers, interested in Columbine, have found friends here that get them up in the morning when the bullies are trying to push them down.

 And if you are gonna say now that u aim your shit at the kids who say they condone, then just think about yourself, or some of your friends, when you were 13, I was a fucking edgy emo kid too, they get over it okay ? Dont tell them to kill themselves for it, they will understand it eventually, they are rebelling teenagers, just chill the fuck out. If you need to do something, try to calmly talk to them about it and tell that you understand how they feel right now, but things get better and why its not okay to say that. Just, calm, the, fuck, down. Jesus.

 Also if you are gon say “u sick fucks serial killer worshippers omg”, then you are on the wrong lane honey. On the serial killer side of the TCC people are mostly just writing down facts, traits to spot a serial killer, how abusive parents and such are usually related to these things, how to avoid these things from happening again, or making jokes and editing pictures to make the killers look dumb as fuck. And then about that some people find the killers attractive? So fucking what? Pretty sure that doesnt affect your fucking day in any way, and also, Richard Ramirez had really nice cheeckbones no matter is he a murderer or not, thats a fucking fact, amen. 


Then last, may I ask, dont you ever get tired of being so angry? Like do yall eat salt for breakfast? Jesus.

thevoicesinyourhead  asked:

what are some good blogs to follow for autism? also i just started an autism blog, any tips?

First of all, I am genuinely flattered that you asked me for advice on running an autism blog. 😊

Here are some blog recs. This is just a small list of the blogs that I try to keep up with and find helpful. In no way is this a complete list or even the best list.


If anyone has any other recommendations, please feel free to add them!

As for tips…these are just suggestions and things that I’ve found helpful. I hope these help!

1. Try and stay relatively active. Try and queue up some posts. It’s super helpful.

2. Original posts!! Post about your own experiences! It can help others who share that experience feel not as alone.

3. There are a couple of different approaches. You can post about a variety of autism-related topics or pick a specialization. For example, I post about whatever I find interesting that is circulating in the autistic Tumblr community, but autismproblems posts, obviously, problems that autistic people face.

4. Keep an organized tagging system! This helps with trigger warnings and overall being able to find things. Some followers want to view specific content and not anything else. Try to accommodate that and any common triggers, like knives. You don’t have to worry about every little trigger though. If someone needs something tagged, they will let you know!

5. Just overall try and be involved in the community :)

Good luck! Also, if you send another ask with your blog handle, I can do a promo!

A Writer’s PSA

Firstly: I just saw an interesting post made by @caplanbuckybarnes (who I can’t tag, but that’s okay), that inspired both anger and relief in me at once. I was compelled to type out this PSA.

Secondly: I am tagging everyone who has asked to be tagged in The Irrelevance of Napoli SO YOU CAN SEE HOW GODDAMN AWESOME THEY ARE BEFORE I START THIS. 

@thecrownedrose @persephone-is-here-omg @find-me-here2 @captainamerotica @redgillan @angryschnauzer @ursulaismymiddlename @rebelslicious @kittykitty-mewmeww @erisjade @siren-kitten-his @buckyappreciationsociety @kozmicrock @aingealcethlenn @rachelle-on-the-run @thewinterswimmer @vaisabu @inside-lizzys-head @angryschnauzer @melconnor2007 

Thirdly: I am doing this more for the sake of my upcoming fic, Cherchez la Femme, which I have been working on for MONTHS–probably since Septemberish–than I am for Napoli. Also doing this for the sake of other authors who may feel this way, but don’t want to say anything for fear of making people mad. I personally am tired of dealing with my own anxiety about this subject, so I’m getting this off my chest. 


 I am exceedingly frustrated by the majority of attitudes (or non attitudes) I see towards anything that is not a one-shot on here. ESPECIALLY if it’s smut.

I like smut. I love smut. I’ve read some really good smut on here. But… that’s not all I’ve read on here. When I first got on Tumblr, I found some really unique and interesting fics, and I got very invested in them. But lately, the majority of what I’ve been seeing on this site is the same damn thing, over and over and over again. Smut one shots, no plot, no character development, no nothing. Those fics I was invested in were discontinued (temporarily, I hope) in favor of smut one shots, which, like I said, I don’t mind, but ya know… I also do.

Authors are capable of writing more than smut one shots. 

Authors are capable of writing more than smut one shots. And many of them do write more than smut one shots. But I have seen two (2) of the multi-part fics I follow being seriously reblogged. That’s out of A LOT that I happen to read and like. One of my favorites got put on hiatus because there were no reads on the most recent chapter at the time.

Tumblr, seriously, what is going on? Like, I recognize that we all want to imagine ourselves having sex with some version of Sebastian Stan (ME TOO, I AM NOT EXCLUDING MYSELF FROM THAT GROUP) but some of these people have worked ages, ages on these fics. With well-developed characters and plot and settings and serious issues that are worked through. THESE PEOPLE I READ SHOULD WRITE ORIGINAL CONTENT AND GET PUBLISHED. In my world, they would. Because they are that good.

And yet, they get almost no recognition. And it frustrates me, and scares me, and makes me really, really sad. Some might say, “Tumblr is more (something else) than fanfic for me”–which is fine. Please engage in whatever joy may have brought you to Tumblr. But also remember that for others, it IS about fanfic, and they enjoy doing that just as much as you enjoy doing whatever you do. So hit the like button every once in a while. Read more fics of your favorite characters. Some might say, “I have –something that gives me a shorter attention span–, I can’t remember what happened before this chapter/can’t concentrate enough to get through a whole fic in the time I have”–in which case, you are fine, don’t worry about it, not a big deal. Some of you may say, “Works in progress are annoying, I hate waiting for new parts to come out”–and trust me, I’m right there with you. I’m waiting on a few new parts for fics myself (I’m also waiting for Diana Gabaldon’s next Outlander book, goddammit), but that doesn’t stop me from reading and commenting on the parts that are there! Tell the author that you have something to look forward to until the next part comes out! Also, TELL THE AUTHOR IF YOU ARE WAITING FOR THEM TO COMPLETE IT, or ask to be tagged in the final masterlist! We won’t mind if you do it that way! Some of you may just hate longer fics and there’s nothing anybody can do to change that. In which case, whatever floats your boat.

I’m not getting on anyone in the above paragraph to suddenly change your preferences and start reading fics with more than two parts. What I am saying, though, is if you consume, but don’t comment AND reblog (or at least tag and reblog), or if you don’t consume at all and blatantly ignore what authors are putting out there… come on, guys. We put our heart and souls into this stuff. Some of the stuff we write is taken from real life. Some people don’t have anything but their writing to help them get through what may be a really bad stage. Likes, comments, reblogs–writers need these. We don’t all have to be JK Rowling here, but we do hope to see that someone smiles or laughs, or cries, or feels in some way with our fics. 

One of my friends on here was very sad a couple of days ago because she was getting very few notes on even her one-shots, or reblogs with no comments. She has 700+ followers and a taglist that’s a mile long. It made me sad for her, and I can’t even hug her because she lives far away from me. Readers, you don’t have to comment or reblog every chapter of a fic that’s been written, it’s really okay if you don’t, but let the reader know that you like it and acknowledge the work that’s been done. 

I’m still relatively tiny on here, and I definitely need to follow more blogs, so I will now go looking. But, indulge me for a second: If, when I publish Cherchez, I deem it as not getting enough notes, I will make a goddamn video of myself deleting the thing off my computer and burning the damn notebooks. I started by writing this stuff for me. Napoli ended up being about someone I know who recently died. Cherchez was what I wrote when I was coming out of a breakdown. So yes, I write for myself. But as soon as I put it up here, it becomes yours. You consume it, you feel because of it. So really, guys, read all the smut you want. I know I’m going to. But read more than smut, too.


Someone who is a teeny bit oversmutted

(If you want to, you can check my tags for more info)

Tumblr Link Test Results

Okay after doing some tests a few nights ago I’ve found out a few things:

*Yes it is true that posts with regular links to non-tumblr sites won’t show up in searches.

*Posts to a page on your tumblr blog with links to non-tumblr sites will show up in the search.

*However what I find more interesting is if you make tumblr re-direct links through your customize blog page to non-tumblr sites and put them in your posts those posts will still appear on Tumblr search.
Special thanks to Adurot for pointing this out to me via Clone That got Away. Here’s a link to the reblog that explains how to do it.

I’ll probably most likely be going with the third option for future art and comic posts.

anonymous asked:

Not really a question but I kind of dislike that people have started using question marks at the end of sentences instead of periods. I feel whenever I read serious writing and people throw these in, I can't help but think of it in my head in a "valley girl" accent, and it seems to take away from the gravity of the post. Just some constructive criticism, and not trying to be disrespectful. I realize that people might type more colloquially on Tumblr and you wouldn't do this in a course paper.

Oh, I understand! But, interesting thing, this is a text-based linguistic evolution! The internet, despite its many advantages, cannot adequately convey tone, so web users have found ways to compensate for that by using capitalization, spacing, and punctuation in non-standard ways. So, the question mark at the end of a statement (as opposed to a question), is intended to denote a rise in pitch at the end of a sentence. It’s true that the “valley girl” accent is known for this, but it’s actually a common occurrence in everyday speech, no matter the dialect. Take the following example:

I’m really not sure.

I’m really not sure? 

If you speak those two sentences out loud, they have different tones, resulting in different meanings. The first has more of a terse, brusque, or nonchalant tone, while the second turns up at the end as a conversational technique to invite further conversation or input. The question mark essentially says, “I am not totally certain of this statement one way or another and I would like your input.” Without saying it. Further, when you add additional question marks, it further changes the tone, such as in this example:

I mean, she punched him.

I mean, she punched him?

I mean, she punched him???

In the first sentence you see a simple statement. In the second, as before, the statement-with-a-question-mark is inviting further comment. But when you tack on even more question marks, the tone suggests “This statement is obvious and I’m upset about it and I’m also upset that this is even a conversation.” It’s slightly more aggressive (and of course, it’s usually paired with non-standard capitalization, too, but I left that out in this example). 

It can take some getting used to if you’re used to only reading standard writing forms. But it’s not actually a casual, lazy, or poorly-conceived device. It serves an important function in online communication and helps us bridge the gap between text and speech!


I haven’t posted many new things about skull lately, so I figured i’d give y'all an update!

The first skull is my newest, an Alpaca! I dont know its backstory, but I got it from a friend on tumblr <3

The second is a roadkill Raccoon I picked up near my house.

The third is a porcupine that I recently found that had fallen off a cliff!

Fourth is a roadkill cat that I picked up last winter! I searched for its owners for a few months, but wasnt able to find them. Poor girl got some really bad teeth!

And the final is my most interesting, a beaver skull. I actually found it at the base of a 40 foot sheer drop waterfall! There was a flood a few weeks before we found him, so he likely was swept off the falls and died.

Starlight Questionnaire Results!

Hey everyone! I’m finally ready to release the results of the Starlight Questionnaire and I’m really excited to do that but first I want to give a brief explanation of how you should interpret the results.

I closed the questionnaire at 240 entries because the data was starting to get a bit unmanageable and I figured that it would make a decent sample size. But of course, this was a sample of convenience (aka survey) and is certainly a better representation of Starlights on tumblr than on any other social media site. 99% of all the numbers were calculated with excel and I would be happy to share that data with anyone who is interested. (Although to be honest it’s pretty messy looking.) Most important thing is to take all these calculations with a sizeable grain of salt–I found patterns because I was intentionally looking for them. It’s very possible that these patterns disappear with a larger sample size. Even so, I think there are some interesting patterns here and I hope you’ll enjoy them!

Warning: this is going to be text heavy under the cut!

Keep reading

Oh hey, didn’t see you there. People call me Tord, nice to meet ya. I was going through some garbage cans earlier and found this laptop. Haven’t seen those in a LONG time since we kinda got rid of computers a long time ago! All I have is Dial-Up so that ain’t great.. But I guess its better than nothing. 

I was just about to grab some lunch but you came. I made this Tumblr thing though. And it seemed interesting so I made an ask blog. So why don’t ya ask me some stuff, chumps?

The problem of “Elizabeth”.

Ok folks, there’s something really weird that I want to point.

Before 4th season aired, we noticed that Magnussen called Lady Smallwood as Elizabeth in front of Sherlock, even if in the first scene of HLV he called her Alicia (also in his memory database she’s called Alicia and also on the note she gives to Mycroft in TLD): her name is surely Alicia, so why Magnussen calls her Elizabeth only once?

The interesting fact about the name Elizabeth is that it appears other two meaningful times:

•In the final titles of TST and TLD Sian Brooke is associated with the name Elizabeth. Why Elizabeth? Obviously they couldn’t write Eurus because we didn’t discover yet who Eurus was, but why didn’t they just write E.? We don’t know if she told John what E meant, they never show more than the E as her signature, on the note she gives to John. We discover what E really means just in TFP.

•It is Mary’s middle name: we know that from TSoT and this is the most odd thing. Sherlock actually says:“Today begins the adventure of Mary Elizabeth Watson and John Hamish Watson”.

There are so many names on this fucking earth and they choose Elizabeth for Mary’s middle name?

Moreover, in my opinion they developed an interesting mirror under our nose in what Sherlock says immediately after he understood the relation between the mayfly man and the wedding. He actually says: “What did you say? You said John Hamish Watson. You said that, you said Hamish” -> he points the attention on the middle name. Do we have more clues for this mirror? Yes. Pay attention to what happens immediately after:

“SHERLOCK-They lied. Assumed false identities.

MYCROFT-Which suggests…

SHERLOCK-Criminal intent

MYCROFT-Also suggests?

SHERLOCK-Intelligence, planning”

Mind you anything? Yes: Mary’s facade, and also Eurus’ desguises.

Moreover, I found on instagram an interesting tumblr post (I post here the screenshots because I couldn’t find the original one) that points out a VERY INTERESTING thing Amanda said in an interview.


Why she possibly did say it? Maybe because there’s a correlation between Mary and Lady Smallwood? Is it possible that Magnussen knew this connection and called her Elizabeth in front of Sherlock for a specific reason? Are Lady Smallwood, Eurus and Mary connected in some mysterious way?

The only thing I know is that my brain is blown up.


Thanks to @s-mess9717 that told me about Mary’s middle name. Lovya.

It’s that time again! 

Hi folks, it’s been awhile since I’ve done one of these, the last one I did was when I had around 80 people following, and now I’m nearing 250! So, I thought it’d be a good time to roll out another post about me looking for RP now that Stormblood is here! So, here’s round two at trying to get W’rihn out there!

W’rihn was a born into high-class Ul’dahn life, with his mother being a renowned Goldsmith, and his father a retired soldier, it’s fair to say W’rihn had it easy in his early years. Being born into such a life, he attended things one would expect of someone at his social class. Etiquette lessons that included piano and cello, large dinners, meetings with various other wealthy families and some royalty. All of these things eventually lead up to him fleeing Ul’dahn life at fourteen years old, due to not wanting to live the posh life any longer!

He found a job working at the Summerford farms, and continued his employment there despite his father demanding that he return home. This is what started the divide between the two. His mother however, despite his father’s wishes continued to support him financially, and even bought a small house in Limsa just to be closer to her son.

The boy never returned home to Ul'dah, and worked at the farm for a solid six full years, until he was around twenty one years old. During this time, he started basic adventuring. Swinging around a single-handed sword. It wasn’t until his first trip back to Ul’dah in all those years did he finally pick up a shield. Seeing the Paladins stationed there walking past, armor shining and heads held high, a fire ignited in his heart! 

W’rihn decided that is what he wanted to be. The next two years were spent training every single day with the sword and shield, honing his skills. Once he thought himself ready, he sought out the Gladiator guild, and then the order of the Free Paladins. For another year he served under their command, and shortly after his twenty third namesday, he received his own Soulstone, officially finding himself as a recognized Paladin. More recently, he’s also found employment at @dragonscrownffxiv as a server!

RP Hooks!

  • Are you another Paladin W’rihn may have trained with?
  • Perhaps someone up to no good, who ends up attracting the attention of the young Paladin?
  • Someone interested in adventuring. If there’s one thing W’rihn enjoys, that’s any and all adventuring and exploring. 
  • Perhaps you’re someone who visited the Summerford farms in recent years, and recognizes him!

What am I looking for?

► Friends, enemies, rivals, and relationships to be formed. W’rihn’s a kind heart, but he’s far from not ending up in trouble. He cares for people too much, and will go far out of the way to protect people without much of a reason to do such! If you want a Paladin face to beat in? Or, someone to cross swords with and share a cup of tea with after? W’rihn’s available for all these things and much more!

► However, if there’s any other ideas you may have for us, I’d love to hear those as well! Working together to find what would work best for us both is just as lovely!

Mun stuff! 

I can typically found doing RP in-game, on Tumblr, or through Discord! If I’m not available in-game, Discord forms a wonderful medium that allows me to reply whenever time allows it! While I do like how fast in-game RP can be that keeps things going, I have no objections to using Discord or other IMs!

► If you’re interested, feel free to message me here on Tumblr, and if you’d like to talk on Discord, I have no problem giving that out to folk as well! I look forward to (hopefully) hearing back from some of you and working something out! Thank you so much for reading!


hello everyone! 
im a new studyblr here and this is my introductory post.


  • my name is aira
  • i’m 18 years old
  • i was born and raised in indonesia and also indonesian 
  • a college student (starting in august)
  • majoring in industrial engineering (which i don’t like and thats why i wanna take another test next year to change major and university)
  • my dream is to become an architect


  • reading!!
  • drawing (but im not that good) i’ll probably share my art here sometimes if it’s decent
  • tv shows! i love friends, teen wolf, sherlock, riverdale, stranger things and many more!
  • kdramas? not that much but i watch them sometimes (and also running man!!)
  • music! i cant live without it 
  • cute stationery and pretty notes (even tho i dont have them)
  • harry potter!! (i mean who doesnt)
  • i really want to learn french

why a studyblr

i found out about studyblr community when i was looking for a desk decor inspiration and i came across the bullet journal thing so i tried it.
i’m not entirely new to tumblr because this isn’t my first blog. i joined tumblr in 2011 as a vintage/photography blog kinda thing (check out my blog haha). 
i decided to start a studyblr because i find it very interesting and motivating also i wanna become more productive and gain some friends. 
i might do 100 days of productivity but idk haha should i do that?


these people:

@studyquill @emmastudies @studyign @studblur @elkstudies @revisicn @focusign @tbhstudying 

i really really want to make friends here so feel free to message me and please spread the word so i can make a lot of new friends!!! 

flamingofam  asked:

Hey hello hi!! Idk if you'll ever like, read this, but if you do; I just wanted to say how great your ocs are!! I actually found out about Abominathan while looking at some Psychonauts art, and as soon as I saw your art I was really interested!! And I'm just, really glad that did I did find out about you?? You're honestly one of my favourite people that I follow on tumblr; Long story short, ur amazing, ur art is amazing and ur ocs are amazing!! :00

anonymous asked:

did some digging about this lemonteaflower person and all the hate around the person, out of curiosity and found some interesting things. Terms out the uproar is over some nsfw drawings that were made, and thus people are trying to get the artist to prison because people can't understand fiction from reality. The kickstarter was really fucking shady though, hence why I did not fund it at the time. Also this is tumblr, be wary of the crusaders that pop around.

I’ve read a bit further into lemonteaflower and what they did in the past and I agree it isn’t something Tumblr needs to be creating so much discourse over. Sure, it probably wasn’t the best choice to hire them but that was likely out of Alan Ituriel’s control, and it’s not like ltf is the one who is making the show itself.

The nsfw art itself doesn’t bother me too much. They were apparently a minor themself when they made it and it was based purely in fiction and, as far as I know, they didn’t apply it to real life. I’ve made a point in the past that too many people on this site take fiction far too seriously and can’t seem to discern it from reality. I’m not saying I support pedophilia or any content like that (because I am absolutely against it), but the fact that it was with their own characters (I think, correct me if I’m wrong) and only expressed it through art a long time ago shouldn’t keep you from watching a show that they’re only one member of on a much bigger crew that has worked hard to make the series a reality.

The Miss Officer and Mr. Truffles scam is what really has me concerned, though. Clearly ltf has a shady past and the fact that CN LA hired them at all is really astounding to me. Ltf has apologized in the past for what they did (even if it was maybe a little half-assed), but if they ever do something similar again, I’m sure Cartoon Network will take care of it. They did fairly recently with the creator of Clarence when it was discovered he was sexually harassing a story board artist.

I’ve also seen discourse over Villainous because of Dementia being “simply written as a love interest for someone who hates her”, or Markiplier voicing 5.0.5 because he’s a “Nazi supporter” for not condemning Pewdiepie when he got into his scandal, or simply bashing the character designs. And to that I say “… Really?” God, it’s like Tumblr can’t let anyone be happy anymore. Does everyone on this site feel so miserable that only keeping others from enjoying something unless it meets their ridiculous standards will make them feel good about themselves? 

Please be cautious around ltf, I really don’t want anyone getting hurt because of them. However, that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t watch Villainous if you want to, it looks like an immensely creative show that I for one and going to enjoy the heck out of.


Due to personal circumstances (I lost my father unexpectedly in April) haven’t been writing. I just want a little input from my followers. Right before my father passed I was working on a prompt for Thrawn x Reader Arranged Marriage fic. I don’t know if the person who requested it is even still interested in it. Are they even still on Tumblr? If you are I want you to know it is close to being finished. I’ve been gone so long I wonder if any of my readers are even still around tbh. I found a Reader x Tarkin x Krennic I was toying with. Any interest in that? I have a Slave Thrass thingy I’m working on. With a dash of Thrawn. That’s a reader fic as well. Anyway just some ramblings. Trying to get back into the swing of things. Seeing if there’s interest or if I even have an audience at this point. I hope your summer was a good one.

Originally posted by beneath-the-moon-and-sun

anonymous asked:

So I've been out of the fandom in an online-sense for quite some time. I find tumblr extremely difficult to search in terms of new fanfiction. Can you recommend blogs to follow or sites to visit with new fic? I'm particularly interested in the dynamic Mary brings to the show and would love to read any fic in which she realizes Wincest is a thing, or just her reflection on what life for her boys was like. Thank you!

Hello there friend, to be quite honest you are right, tumblr is very unfriendly to search for new fics, and I desisted the idea of search on the character tag a long time ago because I found everything except new information or fics about said character. I hope if my readers post what you are looking for, the reblog this or leave you their links so you can check them out. About your question, these are the fics I’ve read featuring Mary so far, hope helps, also I sigest you to follow the ‘Mary Wichester’ tag on AO3. Hope this helps!

Mary Winchester fic recs

Hold me as I’m falling apart…by  TheUsagi1995

Following the end of episode 3 of season 12 “The foundry”

Mary shuts the door behind her, leaving Dean and Sam stunned and alone. While Sam is hurting, he can understand his mother’s decesion. Dean on the other hand can not, and so he shuts himself away from his brother. Sam however, wants to help him, and tries to talk to him… That however, leads to Dean’s explosion of anger, and an ugly fight between the brothers. During that fight, Dean says hard words, and then, breaks down…

Good thing that Sam is always there to help him…

And nothing else matters  by  waywardelle

Dean inexplicably pushes Sam away when their mother returns to their lives. After she leaves, Dean stays away anyway. Sam wants to kill Dean for ignoring the fact that they’re fuckin’ mated, but the omega in him tells him to be patient. So, he waits. And he misses his Alpha like crazy. (Coda to 12x04, “American Nightmare.” Sequel to The Claiming, but it can stand alone. You do not need to have read The Claiming to follow along with this fic!)

“He still hasn’t told Dean about it, about how far she truly went. Not that, you know, he’s really had the chance. Deep down, he knows at least part of it is not wanting Dean’s reaction of jealousy or possessiveness to be the reason he comes back to Sam. Doesn’t want it to be the reason Dean wants him again, just because he feels the need to claim what’s his. He doesn’t want to trick Dean into it, either. He just. He just wants him.”

Closer  by   bccalling

She’s wrong because Dean has everything to feel guilty about. Mostly because he doesn’t feel guilty about this. Because Dean is in this bed, fucking his little brother because of a goddamn hunt gone awry, and he’s never felt more right or whole or loved.

Stone  by  bccalling

When they bring Sam home, Mary begins to realize just how close her boys really are.

To breathe again… by  ShamaelPandora

When Mary leaves, Dean collapses, Sam helps him.

Heaven, is but a corner on Earth  by  TheUsagi1995

Taking place after Season 12 episode 2: Mama Mia

Sam, Dean and Mary are now at home, but Sam still thinks that all that has happened is in his head. Thinks that this is either Toni, who has cast him, yet another spell, or Lucifer, to whose Cage Sam has returned since Toni has killed him.

Dean sees what is going on, and tries to convince Sam, much like he did five years ago, that he is not in the Cage anymore, and that he is not hallucinating.

Sam seems to be convinced at first. He shares a warm hug with his mother and goes to his room. But there, in the darkness, lingers fear and doubt…

Can Dean help his brother once more? Can his love, his care and his tenderness drive the shadows away?

It’s Him  by  plaidagladalecki

12x03 inspired this. AU where Sam tells Mary about his first crush. This is just the beginning so there might be more if you guys like this idea!

Am I So Unlovable? by bccalling

Sam knows Dean’s hurting and all he wants is to take away his brother’s pain.

The Last Temptation  by  bccalling

When Sam tells Mary about all the things he and Dean get up to in the dark, Mary wants in, and Sam sees his opportunity to make Dean’s every fantasy come true.

I Still Got You  by  seraphyde

Dean, Sam and Mary are sitting down for dinner as a family for the first time since her return. Dean’s mind is elsewhere.

Noise Complaint  by   formalizing

“So close to gettin’ caught with your legs spread in big brother’s bed. S’just like old times.”

Destination  by   gothpandaotaku

Mary’s back from the dead, Sam’s missing (and apparently pregnant), and Dean’s head is spinning.


The internet has a lot of things to offer to you and one of these things that I’ve found and learned recently is editing photos with double effect. This might not be new to you, but hey, as the busiest person in the world (probably, bc college) I found this thing really interesting and it took me some time to edit these photos and achieve my satisfaction. LOL

And I’ve been very obsessed with it for the first time I tried it so, here are the artworks! Obviously, it’s my first time to edit photos like these because as you can see, the edges are like sharp or pointy and….dirty. Idk whatever you call it. It’s not that perfect but I just wanted to share these to you guys!
So which one is your favorite?