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Please keep in mind that you guys literally asked for this.


Arted for this post that got over 1,500 notes in 10 hours o_o

So, @historyandlanguages and I are helping each other out with our respective target languages, and I was asked to translate this list of common words useful for beginners into Italian. I translated them following the list’s order, so if you want to know what they mean just confront them with the original post linked above! For some adjectives and pronouns I’ve also written the changes that must be made for the feminine form, but I am lazy so I didn’t do it for all of them, sorry (anyway most of the time you just have to change the final “o” with an “a”). Of course, if there’s anything that’s unclear feel free to message me, I’ll be glad to help if I can :)

EXPRESSIONS OF POLITENESS (about 50 expressions)       

  • ‘Yes’ and ‘no’: sì, no, assolutamente (sì) [but I honestly think “certamente” is more used], assolutamente no, esatto.    
  • Question words: quando? dove? come? quanto? quanti? perché? (che) cosa? chi? quale? di chi?    
  • Apologizing: scusa (or, if formal, “scusi”), scusa (if plural, “scusate”) se interrompo/scusa (same thing as before) per l’interruzione, insomma, temo di sì, temo di no.    
  • Meeting and parting: buongiorno, buon pomeriggio, buonasera, ciao, ciao (“arrivederci” is more formal), cin cin/(alla) salute, a dopo, piacere (di conoscerti), è stato un piacere (conoscerti).    
  • Interjections: per favore, grazie, figurati/di niente, scusa, sarà fatto, sono d’accordo, congratulazioni, grazie al cielo/grazie a Dio, sciocchezze.    

NOUNS (about 120 words)

  • Time: mattina, pomeriggio, sera, notte; domenica, lunedì, martedì, mercoledì, giovedì, venerdì, sabato; primavera, estate, autunno, inverno; tempo, occasione, minuto, mezz’ora, ora, giorno, settimana,     mese, anno.    
  • People: famiglia, parente, madre, padre, figlio, figlia, sorella, fratello, marito, moglie; collega, amico/a, fidanzato, fidanzata; persone/gente, persona, essere umano, uomo, donna, signora, signore, ragazzo, ragazza, bambino/a.
  • Objects: indirizzo, borsa/zaino, libro, macchina, vestiti, chiave, lettera, luce, denaro/soldi, nome, giornale, penna, matita, immagine (image)/foto (photo), valigia, cosa, biglietto.
  • Places: posto, mondo, paese, città, via, strada, scuola, negozio, casa, appartamento, stanza, terreno.    
  • Abstract: incidente, inizio, cambiamento, colore, danno, divertimento, metà, aiuto, battuta, viaggio, lingua, inglese, italiano (this is the language in our case), lettera, vita, amore, errore, novità/notizia, pagina, dolore, parte, domanda, ragione, tipo, sorpresa, modo, tempo, lavoro.
  • Other: mano, piede, testa, occhio, bocca, voce; la sinistra, la destra; la cima, il fondo, il lato; aria, acqua, sole, pane, cibo, carta, rumore.

PREPOSITIONS (about 40 words)    

  • General: di, a, a (sometimes “in”), per, da, in, su. [Generally speaking, the basic Italian prepositions taught in primary school are di, a, da, in, con, su, per, tra, fra]    
  • Logical: su/di/riguardo a, secondo, tranne/eccetto, come, contro, con, senza, da, nonostante, invece di.    
  • Space: dentro, fuori da, fuori, verso, lontano da, dietro, davanti a, accanto, vicino a, tra, sopra, sopra di/in cima a, sotto/al di sotto di, sotto, sotto/al di sotto di, vicino a, molto lontano da, attraverso.        
  • Time: dopo, fa, prima, durante, da/da quando, fino a/finché/fin quando.    

DETERMINERS (about 80 words)   

  • Articles and numbers: un/a, lo/la; nos. 0–20 (zero, uno, due, tre, quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto, nove, dieci, undici, dodici, tredici, quattordici, quindici, sedici, diciassette, diciotto, diciannove, venti); nos. 30–100 (just decimals here: trenta, quaranta, cinquanta, sessanta, settanta, ottanta, novanta, cento); nos. 200–1000 (just the multiples of 100: duecento, trecento, quattrocento, cinquecento, seicento, settecento, ottocento, novecento, mille); ultimo/a, prossimo/a, primo/a, secondo, terzo, quarto, quinto, sesto, settimo, ottavo, nono, decimo, undicesimo, dodicesimo.        
  • Demonstrative: questo/a, quello/a.        
  • Possessive: mio/a, tuo/a (vostro/a if plural), suo/a, suo/a (in Italian the distinction is based on the gender of the possessed thing rather than that of the possessor), nostro/a, loro.    
  • Quantifiers: tutto, un po’ (di), niente/ nessuno/a, qualsiasi, tanti/e, molto, (di) più, (di) meno, qualcuno/alcuni, vari, intero, un po’ di, tanto/a.    
  • Comparators: entrambi, nessuno dei due, ognuno/ciascuno, ciascuno/tutti, altro, un altro, stesso, diverso, così.        

ADJECTIVES (about 80 words)    

  • Color: nero, blu, verde, rosso, bianco, giallo.
  • Evaluative: cattivo, buono, terribile; importante, urgente, necessario; possibile, impossibile; giusto, sbagliato, vero.
  • General: grande, piccolo, piccolo, pesante; alto, basso; caldo, freddo, tiepido/caldo; facile, difficile; economico, caro/costoso; pulito, sporco; bello, divertente, curioso, solito, comune, carino/bello, carino/bello/grazioso, meraviglioso; noioso, interessante, pericoloso,     sicuro; basso, alto, lungo; nuovo, vecchio; calmo, chiaro, asciutto;     veloce, lento; finito, libero, pieno, luminoso, aperto, silenzioso, pronto, forte.
  • Personal: spaventato, solo, arrabbiato, certo/sicuro, allegro, morto, famoso, lieto/felice, felice/contento, malato, buono, sposato, soddisfatto/compiaciuto, dispiaciuto, stupido, sorpreso, stanco, bene/in salute (not really adjectives but that’s the translation), preoccupato, giovane.

VERBS (about 100 words)    

  • arrivare, chiedere, essere, essere capace di, diventare, iniziare/cominciare, credere, prendere in prestito, portare, comprare, potere, cambiare, controllare, raccogliere, arrivare, continuare, piangere, fare, far cadere, mangiare, cadere, sentire, trovare, finire, dimenticare, dare, stare per/avere intenzione di, avere, dovere, sentire, aiutare, stringere/tenere, sperare, farsi male, fare male/ferire (qualcuno), tenere/conservare, sapere, ridere, imparare, lasciare/partire, prestare, permettere, stendersi, piacere, ascoltare, vivere, vivere/abitare, guardare, cercare, perdere, amare, fare, essere autorizzati a, potere, intendere, incontrare, dovere, avere bisogno di,     ottenere, aprire, dovere, pagare, giocare (suonare if playing an instrument), mettere, leggere, ricordare, dire, vedere, vendere, mandare/inviare, dovere (used in the conditional form), mostrare, chiudere, cantare, dormire, parlare, stare in piedi, restare, fermare, suggerire, prendere, parlare, insegnare, pensare, viaggiare, provare, capire, usare, essere abituati a (to be used to something), aspettare, camminare, volere, guardare, there’s not really a verb to express future in Italian you have to conjugate them, funzionare, lavorare, preoccuparsi, again I don’t think would is translatable, scrivere.    

PRONOUNS (about 40 words) 

  • Personal: Io, tu (voi if plural), lui (the correct form would be egli but no one uses it anymore), lei (same thing as egli, but this time it would be ella; hasn’t been used in a pretty long time), we don’t have neuter forms, noi, loro, uno/a; io stesso (I’m just gonna put the subject form of these, object is different), tu stesso, lui stesso, lei stessa, no neuter, noi stessi, voi stessi, loro stessi.
  • Possessive: il mio/la mia, il tuo/la tua (il vostro/la vostra if plural), il suo/la sua (depends on the object), il suo/la sua (same), no gender neutral, il nostro/la nostra, il loro/la loro.
  • Demonstrative: questo/a, quello/a.        
  • Universal: tutti/ciascuno, tutti, ogni cosa/tutto, ognuno, entrambi, tutto (tutti if plural), uno, un altro.
  • Indefinite:  qualcuno, qualcuno, qualcosa, un po’ (di), pochi, un po’ (di), più, meno; chiunque, chiunque, qualsiasi cosa/qualunque cosa, qualsiasi, qualunque, molto, molti.
  • Negative: nessuno, nessuno, niente, nessuno/niente/nulla, nessuno dei due.

ADVERBS (about 60 words) 

  • Place: qui/qua, lì/là, al di sopra, oltre/al di sopra, al di sotto, davanti, dietro, vicino, molto lontano, dentro/all’interno, fuori/all’esterno, a destra, a sinistra, da qualche parte, da qualsiasi parte/ovunque, da tutte le parti/ovunque, da nessuna parte, a casa, (al piano) di sopra, (al piano) di sotto.
  • Time: adesso/ora, presto, immediatamente, rapidamente/in fretta, finalmente, di nuovo, una volta, per molto (tempo), oggi, in generale, a volte, sempre, spesso, prima, dopo, presto (or in anticipo if you get somewhere early), tardi (or in ritardo if you get somewhere late), mai, non ancora, ancora, già, allora, poi, ieri, domani, stasera/stanotte.    
  • Quantifiers: un po’, più o meno/all’incirca/circa, quasi, almeno, completamente, molto, abbastanza, esattamente, soltanto, non, troppo, di più, di meno.    
  • Manner: anche, specialmente, gradualmente/a poco a poco, certo/certamente, soltanto/solo, altrimenti, forse, probabilmente, piuttosto/alquanto, così/quindi/allora, quindi, anche, sfortunatamente, molto, bene.        

CONJUNCTIONS (about 30 words) 

  • Coordinating: e, ma, o; tanto/come (if something is as good as something else)/mentre (if something happens as something else’s going on), di/che, come.    
  • Time & Place: quando, mentre, prima, dopo, da/da quando, finché; dove.
  • Manner & Logic: come, perché, perché (word’s the same for answers and questions in Italian), anche se/nonostante, se; (che) cosa, chi, chi (it’s the same for subject and object), di chi, quale, che/di (I think that I’ll read a book – credo che leggerò un libro).
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I’ve been waiting to have enough pictures to put them into one 6 photo compilation post, and since I can now… some of my favorite Season 2 characters I’ve made! :P

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Still partly inspired by the picture of Sanguinius with the ridiculous golden sausages on his head. Look into link in this post.

Anyway. Fulgrim. Deamon-prince, traitor primarch, good shiny noodle, expert partymaker, perfectionist, stylist, hairdresser, occasional troll. 

Magnus is still 1000% DONE and obviously underpaid for all this shit he is dealing with, Russ is still addicted to mjod, Fuzz is still a comedy nonsense. I am still not sorry. 

Yeah, they polished and painted his nails too. I am just too lazy to draw more hands. Especially emotional hands, searching necks to give a tight hug. 

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[VLD][Uliro] Tourniquet

Title: Tourniquet
Rating: T
Characters/pairings: Uliro, mentions of the other Paladins, mentions of Allura and Coran
Summary: Shiro patches Ulaz right back up. Ulaz helps Shiro put himself back together.

Also on AO3!

cross posted on tumblr bc I think people are lazy to follow links lol (@selina sorry not sorry for making this pop up on your dash again lmao)

Hope you enjoy! :)


“This is unneeded,” Ulaz says, exasperated, as he tries to yank his arm out of Shiro’s grasp. “I am capable of doing this myself. I’ve treated myself for worse injuries in the past.”

“I know,” Shiro replies, his brow furrowed with intense concentration as he holds on strong. In his other hand are a pair of tweezers, pinched around a cotton ball saturated with a homemade ointment Coran swore up and down would help Galra wounds heal faster. “Stop—Ulaz, hold still! I might accidentally stab you with this, and then we’ll have an even bigger problem on our hands.”

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roscgolden  asked:

do you have any favourite long destiel fic (like around 100k or so)? i apologiiise if you don't rec fics or smth pls disregard this then

ARE YOU KIDDING ME I HECKIN LOVE RECOMMENDING FICS TO PEOPLE HOLY SHIT YOU HAVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE

1. Carry On by TamrynEradani
now i don’t really read (a lot of) BDSM fics as im kind of…iffy about the whole thing?? but dude. dude. just. this one. this one. trust me on this. i just love how dom!cas treats sub!dean in this fic and just how they kinda [clenches fist] do kinky shit together.

2. Into Your Hideaway by thepinupchemist
remarkable A/B/O fic with alpha!Cas and omega!Dean. you see, im a huge A/B/O dynamics fan myself, so i may be biased, but out of all the A/B/O fics ive ever read, this is hands down the best one. i love how Cas is not written like your stereotypical kind of alpha, and the same goes for Dean. make sure to read the tags though, if this isnt your cup of tea, then feel free to pass this one!

3. Angel’s Wild by LimonadeGaby, riseofthefallenone
oops what do you mean this one has 300k+ words even though you asked for 100k words nope i have no idea what youre talking about. seriously though. the whole idea of the story is so creative and i love how well written dean and cas’ characterization in this fic is. spending the whole day on reading all 300k words of this piece of art? totally worth it. no, im kidding. dont read it all in one go. im serious. i tried it and i can still remember how i could barely keep my eyes open in class the next day.

4. Exonerated by thecouchcarrot
i read this ages ago but i still remember how good and well written this fic was! im usually a sucker for lightly plotted AUs, but even though this was a law enforcement fic, i took to this fic like fish takes to water. i love the way i kept trying to guess who the real perpetrator was because the writer made me feel like i doubt every single character’s alibi. it was generally a really great fic.

5. The Great Escapist by 8sword
hey look a fic with premed-student!cas and nursing-student!dean being roommates. i love how caring they are towards each other and as a med student myself, i approve of how the writer explained some of the medical terms used in it. a really sweet fic with the perfect amount of angst and fluff in it. 

6. Ugly Sweater Verse by saidtheking
im pretty sure everyone has read this but im just going to put this here just in case you havent. so much cavity inducing fluff. like. im not even kidding. filled to the brim. shot full of them. read it at your own risk. but its not that kind of fluff thats just simply overdone and doesnt have any content; its so much more than that, what with how the writer makes us feel like dean and cas have earned the life they have in the fic. just. wow. swoon.

these arent exactly fics with 100k+ words, but theyre some of my favorites and i thought i should just let you know since i already ended up making some sort of a fic rec list anyway:

and basically if you want full-on fluff, just go stalk whelvenwings, aileenrose, youaresunlight, and thekingslover’s works on ao3. seriously. you will not be disappointed.

whew. that took a while to write. i would honestly love to make a better fic rec list with many more fics (because god knows i lost count on how many fics ive read in the past 2 years), but alas, i am nothing but a peachbutt who is too lazy to gather up the links to them. im so sorry for being a horrible excuse for a dedicated fanfiction enthusiast.

but hey, never hesitate to drop a message to me whenever you feel like you need more fic recs! be it super short ficlets, a/b/o, angst, teeth-rotting fluff, i’m your man!

now go ahead and enjoy those fics, sweet young child.

I am sorry for disappearing, final week was kinda tough and I didn’t have time for a blog. Now I am on break, and do you know what?

I hate breaks! Because all my lazy alter-ego comes out. I’d prefer to study and constantly have something to do, than lying on the bed watching the next episode of That 70-s Show (awesome sitcom btw!).At least I did something useful today: my new theme written from scratch (: Now ask me link works properly (: And I have enough time to answer questions about math. (lol, that self-ad tho!)

Productivity challenge is currently turned in passivity challenge, but I will fix it before it gets worse. I am strong enough.


P.s. last night a drunk guy was trying to break my door from the outside. I called my friend and in five minutes I had 3 handsome guys there saving my life lol. After it stopped being scary as hell it started being hilarious because drunk man was sitting on the floor in the corridor and crying “ i just wanna go home”. I even felt bad for him.

Long story short: now I sleep with knife (:

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5x16 “Dark Side of the Moon”

“Apparently the Nest Messes with the Victim’s Head, Shows Them Things They Love. Parts of Their Soul in Distress. It Keeps the Victim’s Soul Vulnerable” - Or: Have Some Meta Relating to S12 That Will Never Happen on the Show, But I Keep Writing about Anyway

I initally hadn’t wanted to write about this at all as I feel it kind of useless since it’s not going to be in any way featured in S12 I am 100% certain, but what can I say? Sometimes you hold onto hopes that you know will not be answered. ;) Point being: The newst promo pictures for S12 immediately had me thinking of the episode captured above and especially this particular moment due to the green/blue tint we have in the picture as well as the small, but important word “fear” placed atop Dean in this picture. Now, it seems it’s a cap from a clip, if you ask me, so the “fear” could be part of various sentences that make “fear” as a word itself not as relevant, but for now I’ll just treat it as a standalone word, because it makes it apply so nicely to 5x16 “Dark Side of the Moon”.

“Dark Side of the Moon” written by no other than new showrunner Andrew Dabb of course follows the Winchesters’ quest to escape Zachariah while in Heaven and stumbling across all kinds of “best of”-memories that soon turn sour especially for Dean since Sam’s “best of”-moments are mostly moments in which none of his family is featured. Now, whether Zach maybe chose certain memories in order to cause tension between Sam and Dean or not is really not relevant, but the fact that Dean feels like he had no “special place” within his brother’s Heaven surely relates perfectly to this moment coming along later in which Zachariah uses Dean memory of his mother to twist it around to his liking and to torture Dean in probably the most horrific ways as not only has he Mary tell Dean that she never loved him and considered him a burden, but also that it’s Dean’s own fault that people leave him behind, which directly connects to the experiences leading up to this moment where Dean has felt that Sam enjoyed the time away from him (it’s this fact that makes me wonder how much of those “greatest hits” of the boys were true “greatest hits” or how much those were manipulated by the angels too possibly) much more than those with him.

The show has gone out of its way on multiple ocassions to showcase that one of Dean’s biggest fears is to end up alone. So Zach having Mary tells exactly that to her son as well as that she never loved Dean is about the most painful and disgusting thing Zachariah could have done.

Now, the reason I had to think of this moment when seeing the S12 promo picture is due to how the greenish-blue tint in the episode indicated that something was not right, but that something went “toxic”. You can feel the emotions of fear, anger and hurt radiating off of Dean here due to what he is told - so to me it perfectly fits to the picture of Dean for S12 with the word “fear” atop of him. I think given that the connecting piece between S12 and this episode is Mary Winchester and the fact it was written by Andrew Dabb who, I suppose, shapes S12 as heavily as no other writer, I would not be surprised if he sort of “played” with this memory of Mary in Heaven in S12.

We already know from what Jensen said, that Mary will make the brothers more vulnerable and also someone Dean feels the need to protect and likely sacrifice himself for. And it’s this aspect of vulnerability overlapping with the emotion of fear that brings me back to S11 and the episodes that felt heavily important for myth arc things that seem to have been thrown overboard in the last few episodes and in so far are left hanging mid air imo.

I have talked about this before while S11 was still airing, but I am too lazy to find a link right now (sorry, I am being an even shittier person today than I already am in general I suppose lol), but basically 11x16 “Safe House” to me was one of the most important episodes in terms of foreshadowing (that sadly went nowhere in the end) and connection to the myth arc. The soul eater and the nest imo could be very well analyzed as parallels for the Empty and Amara.

While the reunion bit of God and Amara has been foreshadowed seasons in advance and didn’t exactly come as a surprise, the complete dropping and forgetting about the Empty was a little disheartening (at least for me). I am very much thinking that Mary is back completely and that Dean is well and alive in S12, but still I would like to offer a “theory” - though this is certainly too much of a word for these loose thoughts - on what could also have happened in the finale. I know it’s not where the show is going, but there’s room for possibility to headcanon into a different direction and have fun with crazily speculating anyway.

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Day 1 of Astro August Challenge:

Who is your bias?

As you can already tell, my bias is Moon Bin. I made this small and simple (yet time consuming) gifset of him to show what I love about Bin. Also, to bring out my last point, his voice, here’s a link. Definitely check it out, if you haven’t already or have. There are a few more things but I didn’t know how to illustrate it with gifs (his laugh, his personality) or I was too lazy to look up new videos for it (his arms), so the last row only has two gifs (was supposed to make 9 gifs). I’ll stop my off topic rambling now. 

Have a pleasant day!  

drunkensouls  asked:

Do you happen to know any products or tips that help promote fuller and thicker hair? My hair is beginning to thin and I have no idea why. I've tried doing as much research as I could but I couldn't find much, so maybe you could help.

There are a ton of natural remedies out there, as well as products! I’m just gonna link some articles because, to be honest, I am too lazy to write an entire paragraph of ingredients and available products omfg

SOME NATURAL REMEDIES
HOW TO GROW THICKER HAIR
HAIR THICKENING PRODUCTS

5Sos Preference - Little Siblings [requested]

thank you to 12yearoldcalum for requesting this!! <3 {and i am so sorry it took so long love} also, guys go check out this lovely little lady - 5sos-dolls she’s new here and she writes stuff too so you should definitely go check her out and send her lots of love xx

link to my masterlist - x

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Luke -

You smiled as you opened your front door to find Luke, the boy from your maths class, standing awkwardly on your front stoop. “Thanks for coming over. I really appreciate it; hard as I try, maths just isn’t my best subject.”

“Yeah, ‘s no problem, really. I don’t mind.” He shrugged sheepishly, and you couldn’t help but smile at his cuteness. He didn’t even realise how adorable he was half the time. 

You held the door out for him, and he stood there for a moment before realising that you were waiting for him to come inside. He blushed furiously as he wiped his boots on the mat.

“I’m gonna get a water. Do you want anything?” You asked.

“Um, no, I’m alright.” Luke shifted his weight between his feet. You could plainly see that he was feeling uncomfortable and quite awkward, so you smiled gently.

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, well, my room’s upstairs, first room to the left. You’re welcome to go up there if you want.”

“U-uh-um you’re parents, they, uh, they’re home, er, right?” He blushed. 

“No, actually. They’re at work. They’ll be home soon, though.” You paused. “Luke, it’s okay. I’m not gonna murder you or anything. It’s just my room." 

"Right, yeah. Just your room,” He mumbled, and then walked off upstairs as you got a bottle of water. You didn’t even think once about your four year old little sister. Innocent they may seem, but four-year-olds were the most blunt people on the planet. You didn’t think about her making her own way into your room and spilling to Luke about your huge crush on him. Really, you were doing just fine in maths, but you wanted an excuse to see Luke and hang out with him, since you couldn’t just ask him casually.

You walked into your room and almost spat out the sip of water you’d just taken when you saw her sitting next to Luke on your floor. She was smiling widely and looked between the two of you.

“Lukey said he’d play with me.” She smiled triumphantly. “You never do.” She folded her arms into her chest and made a pouty face as you smiled and sat down next to her on the floor

“I play with you all the time,” You countered. “I just couldn’t play with you five minutes ago because Luke was coming over." 

"Meanie. Why is Luke better than me?" 

”(Y/S/N),“ You smiled gently, caressing her hair. "Luke, this is my little sister. (Y/S/N), this is Luke. He’s going to help me with maths." 

"Then, you guys will play with me?” She smiled widely.

“Sure.” Luke piped in. You weren’t expecting him to say anything, much less agree. You turned to him in surprise, and he shrugged in return. “Why not?”

“Yay!” Your little sister cheered and ran out of the room, almost falling on her tiny little feet.

“Really? You want to play with her?” You asked.

“I’ve always wanted a younger sibling,” He smiled. “And, she’s adorable." 

"She is,” You agreed. “Just be glad you don’t live with her.”

He smiled gently and whispered in your ear, “You know, she told me a secret.” You didn’t realize before just how close Luke was to you. His blue eyes stayed put on yours, and if you moved your lips a few centimetres forward, they’d be touching his. You’d be kissing. You blushed at the thought of that; for as long as Luke had been your crush, you’d always just accepted it as that: a crush. Never meant to go anywhere. It would pass in time. 

“W-What, what’d she say?” You stuttered. Just a few minutes ago Luke was being shy and awkward, and somewhere between then and now the roles had switched. You were blushing at every word to come out of his mouth and stuttering as you talked, meanwhile Luke smirked in your nervousness. 

“She said,” He paused, tauntingly. “That you were ticklish on your feet!” He instantly laughed maniacally as his hands stretched down to your bare feet, tickling them up and down while you laughed uncontrollably. Needless to say, you were expecting something a bit different than your ticklishness. 

“L-Luke, stop!” You grasped your stomach as you doubled over, losing your composure, falling right on top of him. 

He had stopped tickling you, and instead the two of you were looking into each others’ eyes, taking in your new position on top of him. 

“O-oh my gosh, I’m, I’m so sorry.” You instantly moved to get off him, but he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. 

“Your sister also told me you liked me.” He winked. “And I’m thinking we should stay like this for a little while." 

"Luke!” You playfully hit his chest. “You came over to help me with maths, not, er, this…” You blushed as you looked down at him, once again moving to get off him. 

“Right, yeah, maths.” He seemed a little dejected, but he smiled politely at you, reaching for your textbook. “So, differential equations…”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Calum - 

“I had a good time tonight.” You smiled as the two of you stood outside your apartment. 

“Me too.” He awkwardly pushed his hands in his front pockets; suddenly now neither of you knew what to say. 

“Oh, u-um, do you want to come in?” You offered. “If you’re not busy or anything. We could, I dunno, watch a film or something.” You shrugged, sheepishly. You’d completely forgotten about your 6-year-old little brother, who your parents asked you to watch for a week while they went on holiday. 

“Yeah,” He nodded. “Yeah, I’d like that." 

"I have to warn you, though, my apartment’s a little bit of a mess." 

"Ha!” He laughed. “You should see mine.” You unlocked the door and held it open for Calum, instantly mentally face-palming yourself as you saw your little brother sitting on the couch, kicking his feet against the back since they didn’t go all the way down to the floor just yet.

“Shit.” You cursed. “I mean, shift!” You instantly tried to cover for your mistake in front of a child. Calum laughed, walking over to your little brother.

“Who’s this?” He asked. 

“Um, Calum this is my little brother, (Y/B/N). (Y/B/N), this is that guy I was talking to you about, Calum." 

"Are you guys dating?” He innocently asked. You and Calum had only been on a few dates, and the two of you never really talked about anything official. So instantly you felt embarrassed at your brother’s question, it could provoke an answer out of Calum that you didn’t want to hear. Like maybe he was seeing other girls on the side as well as seeing you.

“Yeah,” Calum smiled. “We are." 

"So are you getting married?" 

"Okay, (Y/B/N). Maybe it’s time for bed.” You offered with a sheepish smile at Calum, who just beamed innocently.

“No, no, the kid asked a question.” He laughed. “We might, it depends." 

"Oh, okay.” (Y/B/N) smiled back. 

“So do you wanna watch a film, little guy?” He asked, going to sit beside him on the couch.

“What’cha gonna watch?”

“I don’t know,” Calum looked to you. “What do you have?”

“Finding Nemo?” You suggested, looking to your brother. You knew it was his favourite film, and you always loved to watch him squeal with delight as you asked if he wanted to watch it. Of course he did. He’d probably seen it a million times by now and yet he never got sick of it. (Y/B/N) nodded enthusiastically, keeping his tiny hands on the edge of the couch cushion to keep himself from falling over. You smiled watching him.

Halfway through the movie, you turned your head from leaning on Calum’s shoulder to the sound of light snoring coming from the little boy next to you. Your brother fell fast asleep.

“He’s so cute.” Calum commented.

“When he’s not throwing a tantrum, sure.” You teased. “I should put him to bed.” You carefully walked over to him and carried him, being sure not to wake him as you lead him to the extra room in your apartment. “He’s out like a light,” You commented as you returned. “I’m really sorry; I totally forgot he was here. Which makes me seem like a terrible sister. Damn.”

“Don’t worry about it; I liked him. He was adorable.”

“The way he asked us if we were getting married?” You joked. “Yeah. That part was the most adorable.” Calum sent a wink your way and you blushed. You hadn’t thought he’d taken what your brother said to heart.

“I dunno, it makes me think about having my own kids someday.”

“Do you want kids?” You convinced yourself to ask. It was a risky topic to me discussing, so early in your relationship with Cal, and you almost kicked yourself for asking it while you waited for him to respond.

“Yeah, I do,” He nodded. “Maybe not now, but yeah. Kids would be cool.” He pat the seat next to him and looked at you expectantly. “But until then, let’s just cuddle.” You instantly accepted his offer and went into his loving arms willingly, talking about nothing until the wee hours of the morning.

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Michael - 

“I’m really sorry about all this,” You mumbled as you lead your boyfriend through your mother’s home to your backyard. 

“Don’t be. I’ve always wanted to meet your family.” He smiled brightly, and you instantly scoffed.

“Alright, well, you’re about to eat your words, Clifford.” You faked a smile as you walked over to your mum, your green-haired boyfriend in trail. “Hey mum!” You gave her a hug, and then her attention instantly went to the boy you brought along. You could practically see the disapproval in her face. 

“Good to see you could make it.” She smiled. “Who’s this?" 

"Oh, mum, this is my boyfriend, Michael. Michael, meet my mum." 

"Oh, you’re the infamous Michael.” Her mouth puckered like she’d tasted something sour. 

“Infamous?” He laughed.

“Why does he have green hair?” Your mum muttered not-so-silently into your ear. It was pretty clear she was not too keen on his appearance. 

“Mum!” You scolded. You shook your head and instead of staying there through that awkward situation you lead him over to where your siblings were playing in the sandpit. “Excuse her, she knows no boundaries." 

"I can, um, see that.” He awkwardly looked down at his feet.

“Anyway, Michael, these are my siblings, (Y/B/N) and (Y/S/N). They’re 6 and 8." 

"8 and a half.” Your sister corrected, smiling proudly. 

"Right.” You smiled. “Guys, this is my boyfriend, Michael." 

"Hey guys." 

"Your hair!” Your brother exclaimed. “Did you mean to do that?" 

"Yeah,” He laughed. “Do you like it?" 

"It looks kinda like slime,” Your sister commented. 

“I think it’s cool.” Your brother seemed in awe of your boyfriend suddenly. “You look like you’re in a punk rock band. I wanna be punk rock, too." 

”(Y/B/N) don’t go on learning lessons from him,“ Your mother chimed into the conversation. "He’s not a good influence. People with hair like that aren’t responsible people." 

"Mum, seriously?” You looked to her. “Would you stop pretending he’s not right in front of you and treat him like an actual person? Just because he’s got green hair doesn’t mean he’s instantly some -” You cut yourself off before you cussed in front of your younger siblings. “Excuse me,” You looked to Michael. “I’ll be right back.” You tugged your mother away, leading her off to have this conversation in private.

“(Y/N) I don’t like him.” She huffed, crossing her arms as if she was going to prove a point. 

“Yeah, I can see that.” You replied. “Frankly, I think you’re being unreasonable. Just because he dyed his fucking hair doesn’t mean that he’s a bad person or anything." 

"No, but the vibe he gives off…I just don’t want you getting hurt, love." 

"He loves me,” You tried your best to reason with her, but it was getting impossible. How dare she be so judgmental? “Besides, you don’t have a choice over who I do or do not date. I love him, he loves me, and that’s all there is to it. He’s a sweet guy, really. He just happens to choose to express himself through his hair and I’m fine with it, he’ll probably go bald when he’s older but I don’t care because I am able to overlook that." 

”(Y/N) you’re being ridiculous. This guy is going to hurt you, just look at him. You shouldn’t be wasting your time like this! You’re in uni! You’re making something of yourself! He’s, what, in a band? Correct?“ Your mother scoffed. "Please. The most he’ll ever do for you is fuck you in a motel room and leave after you fall asleep.” You were outraged by your mother’s words. She had no right to judge your boyfriend that way. She didn’t know Michael. Not like you knew him. 

You looked over, playing with your siblings in the sand. They were throwing sand at each other, having a mini-sand war. He was also helping your sister build a sand castle. 

“Mum, look at him.” You pointed to him. “Does he look menacing? Like he’s about to ditch me for some stupid, slutty groupie? Does he look like he doesn’t care about them?" 

Your mother was silent.

"That’s what I thought.” You mumbled. 

“Look, (Y/N), I just want you to be careful. He’s clearly got no direction in his life and-" 

"Before you say any of that,” You cut her off. “Why don’t you just meet him? See what he’s like? For real, no judging. Just getting to know him. You know, like a real person." 

Your mother rolled her eyes but mumbled an ‘okay’. Maybe, if you tried hard enough, you could get her to like him, and see him for the harmless kitten that he really was. 

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ashton - [AU]

"Perfect,” You mumbled under your breath. It was raining. Of all of the times, now was the least convenient. You were half an hour late picking your 4-year-old sister up from daycare, something you promised your mum you’d do. If you were feeling particularly angst-y, you might’ve just left her there and claimed that she ‘wasn’t your problem’ but you knew that’d be a little too mean. Your parents were busy, and you were her sister, so you had a responsibility to her, too. 

“I’m so sorry,” You rushed into the doors, wiping your rain boots on the mat in the entrance. 

“‘Sorry?” 

“Uh, I’m here to pick up (Y/S/N). I know, I know, I’m so late and -” You looked up to the worker’s eyes, who was standing in front of the room to the play area. He was cute. He had a mop of curly brown hair, and eyes that were either brown or green, you couldn’t tell. Your involuntarily blushed and looked over to his nameplate, ‘Ashton,’ it read. 

“You are quite a bit late.” He teased you, walking over to where your sister was, drawing colours onto a sheet of paper on the table. “Hey, (Y/S/N), your mum’s here to pick you up." 

"Oh, no, I’m not-" 

"She’s adorable, really.” He cut you off, picking her up in his arms effortlessly and walking back over to you. 

“I drew Ashy a flower.” She stated proudly, showing you the crayon-drawing picture of a sunflower she’d drawn. It was nothing short of a masterpiece, as far as drawings by four-year-olds go. 

“Did you?” You laughed. “I’m sure he loved it." 

"It was gorgeous.” He smiled, and gently handed her over to you. “You know, I hate to ask, but there’s no cell phone for her on file and I figured your phone number got changed or something, but I’m going to need a new one, because, you know, you’re her mum and everything," 

"Actually, I’m her sister.” You laughed. “Thanks, though. Didn’t know I looked old enough to be a mum." 

"Oh, shi-, I mean, crap!” He instantly covered for his mistake, sending you into a fit of laughter. “I mean, there’s just a lot of teen mums that drop their kids off-” He stopped himself. “You know what, I should stop talking." 

"Good idea,” You teased him. “I’m (Y/N), by the way." 

"Ashton,” He smiled at you. “So, um, how about a phone number?" 

"For the file, or…?” You trailed.

“Why, what are you suggesting?” He winked at you, setting off another fire in your cheeks. 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Sorry Ashton’s is so short! I kind of ran out of ideas on his so. Oops. alright bye lovelies have a wonderful day/night.

Self Defense Pt 5

Here is the 5th and second to last part of Self Defense.  I was going to originally make it a 5 parter but didn’t want the last part to be like 14,000 words so I am making this one a bit small for the grand finale lol.

Previous Parts Here: (sorry too lazy/not enough time to create proper links)

http://ducky17.tumblr.com/post/97093001373/self-defense-part-4

http://ducky17.tumblr.com/post/96457007588/self-defense-part-3

http://ducky17.tumblr.com/post/96010144888/self-defense-pt-2

http://ducky17.tumblr.com/post/95079330478/self-defense

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Rae ran as fast as her feet would carry her.  She ran because of what Saul just tried to do to her.  She ran because her mother has been acting like a right twat lately and seemed to be distancing herself from Rae; maybe it was the new baby coming.  She ran because Chloe didn’t seem to care about her in her current state.  She ran because everything Kester had said has come true.  But mainly she ran because of Finn, half of her wanted to be back in Finn’s arms having him tell her everything was going to be ok.  The other half of her wanted to punch him again like she did when this whole thing started.  What was I thinking; where in the world did I think this was going to be ok?

“Rae! RAE! STOP RUNNING!” She heard a familiar voice calling for her.

“For the love of god Rae just STOP!” and she did.  She turned around with tears in her eyes, sweat rolling down her face and uneven breath she couldn’t seem to catch.

“Why did you run Rae?  You’re not in the proper state to be on ya own.”

“What do ya want Archie?”  Rae was tired, she wanted nothing more then to go home and scrub the day off of her, lay down in bed and cry until there was no liquid left in her body.

“What happened back there Rae?  I mean, I’m confused and drunk and concerned Rae.  You’ve been through a lot tonight.” Archie looked at Rae with pain in his eyes, not physical pain, emotional pain.  Rae couldn’t take it anymore, she wrapped her arms around Archie and started crying even harder then before. 

“Oh no Rae, stop crying, Uncle Archie is here, no one is going to hurt ya when I’m here, I promise.” Rae chuckled through her tears.  “Archie for all that is holy, stop calling yourself Uncle Archie.”

“Alright Rae, let’s get ya back to the car and we can sort everything out.” Archie pulled Rae forward but she didn’t budge. 

“I can’t go back there Archie.  I can’t be near that place and I can’t see Fi-,” she couldn’t even say his name without the familiar pain of heartbreak took over.

“Rae, if you’re not ready to talk about it or him that’s fine, but we have to get you back, if there is anyone who can handle Finn Nelson, it is me.”  Archie reassured her and tugging her forward again, this time Rae followed.  She hadn’t realized just how far she ran or even for how long, but the slow and hesitant walk back made it seem like she ran the entire wall of China.  When they approached the house she could hear the same buzz of the party and saw the outline of Chops car but Rae only counted two figures by it.

“Oh thank god ya found her Archie! Rae, Oh my god are you ok?” Izzy ran and gave both of them a hug.  Chop couldn’t take it anymore either; he wrapped the lot of them into a group hug. 

“Ok ok guys,” Rae was trying to break the hug, “where’s Finn?”  She was searching everywhere, she wasn’t prepared for a conversation with him, and she didn’t even think she wanted to talk to him right now, but she couldn’t fight needing to make sure he was there. 

“Uh, he um, he left Raemundo.” Chop couldn’t make eye contact with Rae.  Rae’s eyes welled with tears again; Archie and Izzy wrapped her into their arms.  They kept trying to talk to her, kept trying to reassure everything was going to be ok.  But Rae knew better, she knew she messed up in every aspect of her life.  She didn’t even notice that she was sitting in the backseat, crying into Archie’s shoulder, she didn’t realize that Archie had told Chop to bring her to Archie’s house because she isn’t in the state to be alone or have her mother ask her too many questions.  It wasn’t until she was on an inflatable mattress by Archie’s bed that she came to really grasp her surroundings.

“Archie,” Rae croaked, her voice so hoarse and weak from crying so much. 

“Yeah Rae?”

“Am I a shit person?”  She asked with a yawn.  “No Rae, I think you’re an amazing person with shit luck and I think it’s about damn time we try to change that luck around.”  Archie turned his head and saw Rae had fallen fast asleep, her face stained with tears. 

“Goodnight Rae.”

 

When Rae woke up she felt like she had literally been dragged from the depths of hell.  Her throat was on fire, her back was sore and she had a headache that literally felt like it was going to crush her skull.  She looked around and noticed Archie was still asleep, so she tiptoed into the toilet. She looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was a mess, her eyes were swollen and her make up had run down her face mixed with tears.  She felt a pain from her lower back and saw a body length mirror on the door, she pulled her shirt up and gasped when she saw that when Saul had pressed her into the sink so hard he had left a bruise on her lower back.  Bloody fantastic.

She walked back into Archie’s room and tried to close the door quietly.

“Good Morning my Rae of Sunshine.”

“Mornin’ Archie,” she slumped over to his bed, sat on the edge and placed her head on Archie’s arm.

“Rae, let’s get the fuck out of here, let’s hit the road, Thelma and Louise, us against the world yeah?”

“Fuck it Archie, let’s go.”

Being on the open road was freeing, singing along to songs that normally they would be ashamed to be singing with their mates but at this point, who cared.  That was until Archie’s car broke down and they were stranded on a stretch of road that doesn’t get too many travelers. 

“You know what Rae, you know what sucks, life.  They are always telling us be what ya want to be, but the minute we go to show it, we are told to keep it down, don’t do that, fit in with the crowd.  Well you know what fuck them.  I’m gay Rae, and I am tired of running away, tired of being something I’m not.”  Rae nudged Archie with her shoulder as a sign of reassurance and to continue.  He told Rae about not being afraid to tell his mates or his parents, but he was terrified to tell Finn and how they used to have sleepovers and play around, what would he think.  Rae couldn’t believe the words she was hearing, this was Finn, he cared for Archie, he wouldn’t care.

“Archie, it’s Finn, do ya really think he is gonna care?  Do ya think his opinion on ya is going to change because you fancy men?”

“Honestly, no, but I think its just the doubt in me Rae.  It’s Finn I should know better I guess.” Archie shrugged and held his head low, connecting the dots to his issue with Finn to Rae’s.

“Do you think Rae that Finn cares about all of your doubts and insecurities?  Do ya think he cares more about the looks on others faces or their laughs than the look on your face you get when he can make ya happy or he can make ya laugh?”  Rae couldn’t answer his question out loud because she knows the answer but saying it means everything she fears about their relationship would just be her fears and not valid.  Fuckin hell does Archie ever talk to Kester?   She had to change the subject quick.

“So what are we gonna do now Archie?”  She asked squinting looking up to the sun.

“Now my dear Rae, we hitch a ride.  Come on, I’m gonna need ya help, show those girls off and we can get a ride quicker.”  Archie said as he pointed to Rae’s rack.  She giggled and stood up, sure enough about 20 minutes later they got a ride back into town.

The next day Archie had called everyone to the chippy to tell them his secret.  Rae hasn’t seen nor heard from Finn since the night of the fair and party.  She knew he was going to be there and was a little excited to see him, but the thing was she didn’t know if he was going to be excited to see her.  When she walked in sure enough, he was sitting on the far corner of the table, too focused rolling his cigarettes to acknowledge Rae walking in and to make matters worse the only seat available was the one right in front of him.

“Hiya Finn,” she whispered but he didn’t respond.  Archie had stood up from Rae’s left and stood in front of the table and froze trying to get the words out.  What shocked Rae was when Finn encouraged Archie to come out as if he knew the entire time.  Can he be anymore perfect?  Seriously, even when he is being a grumpy git ignoring me he is still delicious.  After Archie’s big reveal Rae looked at Finn and smiled but he didn’t return it, instead he looked broken and looked down continuing on his cigarettes.  It was an awkward few minutes as Izzy and Chloe were hounding Archie with questions, but Rae noticed Finn was starting to get impatient.

“Right well, I’m gonna go, got to help my da’ with a few things.” Finn stood up and patted Archie on the back and walked out.  Everyone’s eyes fell on Rae and she got up but Chloe blocked her.

“Rae, I was hoping we can talk,” Chloe sheepishly asked. 

“Chloe not right now, I need to get to Finn,” Rae pushed past Chloe, the sting from the disbelief that came from Chloe the other night still hurt and Rae couldn’t just forgive her.

“But Rae, I need to talk to ya,” Chloe’s eyes looked different, darker but Rae needed to catch up to Finn.  “Later Chloe, promise.”

Rae walked out the chippy just in time to see Finn turn the corner Rae took off after him.

“FINN! FINN! I KNOW YOU CAN BLOODY HEAR ME! YOU’RE NOT DEAF! COME ON FINN PLEASE!”  Rae was shouting and catching up to Finn, thank god he isn’t walking fast because there would be no way I would be able to catch up. 

“What Rae?” He turned around and looked like he was holding back tears. 

“I wanted to say, that I’m,” she couldn’t say it, not with him looking the way he does. 

“Just say it Rae cuz I really need to go,” He wouldn’t look at her directly. 

“I’m sorry.” She barely whispered. “Sorry for what Rae?” He looked shocked that she chose those words.

“I’m sorry I wanted to keep this a secret.  It’s just that I,” He was staring at her so intently as she spoke now.  Rae couldn’t form a coherent thought, everything was spinning again and Finn looked like she ripped his heart out.

“It’s ok Rae, I get it.  You’re embarrassed of me.  You don’t want to be around the grumpy sod.  I’m not funny like that Liam bloke.  I can’t speak as much as Chop does.  I’m not as open with my feelings as Archie.  I get it Rae, I get it. You’re free of me.”

“No Finn that’s not it at all, FINN!” But it was too late Finn had taken off fast and Rae knew she could catch up.

Rae walked around the whole day not wanting to go home, didn’t want to talk to Chloe, wasn’t strong enough to see Finn and Kester had brushed her off.  She was sitting on the swings thinking about everything.

“Alarm girl, fancy meetin you here.” Liam sat next to her on the other swing. 

“Liam right now is not a good time,” she didn’t need this in her life too right now.

“You look like ya been cryin’ kid, what’s got ya all worked up?”  Why Rae decided to become loose lipped with Liam, she will never understand considering she couldn’t even talk to her boyfriend about this. 

“I don’t get it Liam.  My best mate has chosen every lad she has ever hooked up with over me.  My mum and step dad are expectin’ a baby!  Where do I fit in to that?  My friends are all having their own issues.  I had a guy force himself on meh at a party.  And Finn, oh Finn he thinks it’s him you know?  It’s not him, it’s me.  I’m the one with issues not him.  He’s perfect and I’m I’m”

“You’re shit, like me.” He chirped in confidently as if that was making anything better but yet she nodded.

“Look Rae, I don’t know much about all that other stuff that’s got ya all worked up but people like us, we’re not exactly oil paintings are we?  We got to take what we can get ya know?  When Amy showed interest in me, I took it and if this bloke likes ya, take it Rae.  We may be shit, but even shit doesn’t always have to stink.”  Rae looked confused by what Liam said.  They spent a few more minutes sitting in silence as Rae contemplated what Liam said but the exhaustion from the day had taken over Rae’s body.  She parted ways with Liam and was on her way home.

Maybe Liam was right, I’m no oil painting but Finn likes me.  I don’t know what to do anymore.  I want him more then I want anything in life.  How am I going to make this better?  All I know is tomorrow when I can see Kester; I need to open up to the right person.

“Mum, I’m home! Mum!!!” Rae was shouting from the bottom of the stairs when she got to the kitchen she noticed blood on the panel. 

“MUM!” Rae ran upstairs…

Hello everyone~  I’ve been wanting to make another follow forever for a while now sooo here it is~  (I swear I’ve been talking about making one for like 6 months now, just ask Mia// )  Anyways, I was planning on this as a “thank you for 3k followers” sort of thing but I procrastinated and now the significance of that is gone;;  So now it’s a “thank you for 3k+ followers and Happy Holidays” sort of thing, eheh//  I had intended to keep this under 100blogs but then it got a little out of hand and is closer to 150, aha.  Oh and I’m sorry if your url is mispelled or something; aaaaand if you’re not on here I’m sorry and I still love you all, it was just really hard to choose okay? ; u ; //   I was going to link all the urls but I am far to lazy for that right now so, yeah.  Aaaand this graphic is sort of boring but it’s my precious children hehe~ So yes, thank you also for keeping my dash lovely, thank you to everyone that follows me and I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday~! ♥ 

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-jenjam | 0takugirl | a-kiyama | ahomin-e | aikurou
akashis | akiashi | akiseraru | aominecchi | arulelt
atsush-i | baka-satan | bakai-senpai | bakamura
bakashiseijuro | bentous | bodtcrack
bokusatsu--tenshi | bowl-0f-rice | caydia | chigiris
cock-san | cosmogyral-s | cyhe | d-delusions | daichans
daikitetsu | derikisu | dokiis | durararas | e-x-e
eclinu | emperorakashii | endlessnoctis | erenjaegerz
fujoshibabe | fujoshii--chan | fushimney | garekicchi
genkidase | gurrenlagging

H → L

hachikenz | hachirokuji | hagakurei | hazuiki
hazuki-senpai | heichews | heichousexual
herumine | higasa | himuropls | hitsuyo
homochromatic | homohomucifer | i-t-a-c-h-i 
ialicebunny | ikahomine | imayoshi | immer--sie
izayachi | immortalsilence | jaegerswaeger | jigo-ku
jikoshu | juuvias | kaijus | karimu | karokunii
kiriyaa | kiteflower | ko-do-ku | kurai-reii
kurokonokyojin | kuronanashi | kusuhara
kuurikaras | kuzuun | kyojlns | last--heaven
lazy-pie | leebyungcock | locoyaki | lonachu | lzukii

M → R

madara-chou | mangastories | marcoboldt | matsu-oka
megane--kun | midoricchis | midorimaseyelashes
midorimo | mimasu | misachips | mortis-a | n-eko
natsumes | nekoshii | nekota-yuyuka | neue-illusions
nezu-mi noimine | noizuki | notjaeger | oarou
onegai-sensei | oniisann | oujiko | ouseless
plitz | psycho-chan | psyyyycho | relcreatesrue
ren-hakuryuu | rikkashi | rireni | rivaillin
rivailliolli | rivaiomine

→ Z

s-h-i-t-a-i | s-hinkou sabishiis | satanic-illusion
satoumei | satsukki | sebby-kun | sexpai | sexuoh
shidanohana | shinji-chan | shinraa | shish-i
shogocchi | taitetsu | takahoe | takashiis | teppeii
tokeii | tsukis | tsuyuake | tyishi | ufumi | ukecchi
uppuku | urusaitakao | utsu-tsu | whippcreame
worldofglass | yamaguchi-kenji | yamaken-chi
yandere-e | yoseioji | +BLOGROLL

Sorry not sorry *kicked* haha, um. This is Fanart for incorrectknb
I’m not sure if I’m supposed to submit this?? //rolls I wanted to draw something from your blog for a while, but I’ve been too lazy otl hope I didn’t kill it urk. Quote was from incorrectknb but I don’t know how to link it *sweats*.

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PLL 6x08 - best episode in ages

Finally an episode with that old pll feel to it - I actually felt like rewatching it straight away and pausing for clues - here are my notes:

  • Ali and the girls seemed surprised that Charles wa a suspect in Jessica’s murder. Have they completely forgotten the video message saying “I buried our mom the way I watched her bury you -A” ….IF Charles is -A then why is it so surprising that he is also Jessicas killer.
  • Alison only recall’s meeting Charles that once. BUT there are definately other times she has seen him. Like the trip to Niagra falls and on this day (which suggests more flashbacks from Ali’s view)
  • 2 seperate scenes with blackhoodie and redcoat. LOVE IT. I take this to mean that redcoat was the one who sent blackhoodie Charles the picture for his birthday. I stand by my idea that this was her offering to work with him SEE THIS POST. It makes sense with IMK’s tweet that there was only 1 active -A recently. But now there are 2 because redcoat has gotten in touch with Charles. I also still think BlackWidow and redcoat are the same character. Because blackveil had all the stuff from Mona’s lair which she stole in S4 and in this recent scene we can see the clown moneybox and Also Mona’s rug from her old lair. So black veil must have combined resources with blackhoodie/Charles. (sidenote: I still wonder if it was originally Mona’s lair or redcoats and she simply stole her stuff back of Mona - long live Mona’s innocence)
  • Nice magic 8 ball in Rhys Matthews office - very remniscent to the magic episode from season 4. I like his character he was very suave. Spencer notes the restricted area inside the Carrisimi group building. I find it sooo hard to believe that Charles kept all of his posseions in that bunker and not somewhere more accessible like his business.
  • Clark was asking so many q’s you’d think he was a journo not a photographer and then BAM he got caught out by Aria about his bio. I immediately thought of THIS POST and started thinking he was a policeman like Wilden working undercover with Aria. But after seeing him at the doll factory with the carrisimi guy I am not sure who he works for - But he is obviously up to something
  • The abandoned doll factory was “in escrow” which means it’s deed is being held by a third party until the grantee meets certain criteria (note it was called STRAUS DOLL - I wonder if it links to Holden Straus)
  • I cannot express how overly happy I was to see Alison being sneaky again. I miss the naughty and mysterious bitch Ali. I am too lazy to put pictures up of the police boards BUT I like Tanners explanation about why Charles had Ali’s rattle. Ali seems to feel sorry for him whilst the profiler is making him out to be evil. I wonder which one it will be.
  • Tanner found video footage of someone swapping Aria’s photos. I can’t believe that -A didn’t have that footage deleted or overwritten. I wonder if Redcoat really is an ally or someone who has gained his trust but is actually going to end up exposing him. Maybe she made sure Tanner would find the footage?! It is just really hard to believe that 2 people are crazy and have a motive for torturing the girls.
  • Can’t wait for next weeks epi now….