stop judging me and these tags

why am i always motivated to draw gay shit when i’m drunk

Please stop hating on ships!! I see so much ship hate as of recently in Steven Universe and it’s really bumming me out. As a proud shipper of every one of these ships, it’s so annoying to browse any tag because of all the hate.

Liking skinny jasper isn’t fatphobic or butchfobic, but labeling ships such as pearlrose or jaspearl as abusive is, because we haven’t even seen enough to judge and its based solely on judging the small/big dynamic. Just don’t talk about the ships you don’t like and no one gets hurt !!!

These are certainly not all the good ships in steven universe, just some!!

Character Poster >>> Luna Lovegood

“I think I’ll just go down and have some pudding and wait for it all to turn up - it always does in the end.”

anonymous asked:

Idk if you've been asked this before, but what are your thoughts of Bensavi?

good wholesome mchanzo thoughts

because the tag is full of negativity

-mccree is an amazing cook, hanzo is just constantly mystified by the way mccree can just pull random ingredients together into a delicious, coherent meal. mccree says he’s had lots of practice from his deadlock days. hanzo, being the rich heir to a clan, never had to cook a day in his life. that doesn’t mean that he can’t, but it takes a lot of his effort and concentration, mccree is always sure to shower his boyfriend with compliments and praise when hanzo does decide to cook.

- hanzo’s hands are just constantly cold, and since he’s mean, he loves putting his cold hands all over mccree’s neck, stomach and whatever skin he can reach at the moment. mccree, however, is a furnace. hanzo loves curling close to him in bed, not wanting to admit the fact that he adores being the little spoon. sometimes when mccree is assigned to an mission early in the morning, hanzo switches to the warm spot created on mccree’s side of their shared bed. also: them holding hands = thermal equilibrium

- sometimes mccree has a lot of trouble getting work done near hanzo because hanzo is just constantly holding his hand, he doesn’t mind but it’s hard to type a 12 page report with only one hand but he’ll try his damnedest

- they both love giving each other massages after a long, tense day. they boy know how sore their muscles get especially around their prosthetics. both of them take their time, gently kneading the muscle with soft kisses thrown in for a good measure. during this, hanzo loves lighting a bit of incense, and mccree enjoys the smell bc it reminds him of his cigars

- don’t get him wrong, hanzo loves mccree’s beard but during one of their spicier make out sessions, it feels like almost rug burn for his lips and jaw. later he asks mccree if he ever considered shaving it, mccree shrugs. the next morning he didn’t expect to see a fully shaved, babyface mccree. they both agree that was a mistake. hanzo thinks he can deal with the beard burn

- they both have lil knick knacks scattered around their apartment, like everywhere, on shelves, the coffee table. they were just little things they saw on missions and thought of each other, now their apartment is overwhelmed with cheap souvenirs

- one day hanzo asks mccree if he’s ticklish, and he answers really defensively, averting his eyes. hanzo takes this as an opportunity to pin him down, hands tickling his sides and blowing gentle raspberries into mccree’s soft stomach. he stops when mccree is wheezing and out of breath, tears starting to form from laughing alone. mccree calls hanzo an asshole and hanzo apologizes, giving him a small kiss and smiling

- bonus noodle dragons: sometimes just whenthey’re about to get down and dirty, hanzo’s dragons decide to materialize and sit on the bedside table.
“honey, i can’t do it.”
“mccree, ignore them and they will leave”
“they’re looking at me real funny, sweetheart. looks like they’re judging me.”

Also! Regarding little tips I’ve picked up for writing:

  • Do not edit your grammar mistakes as you’re writing. I know I’ve said this, and I know it’ll eat away at you, it does for me, but save it for last when that piece is finished. 
    • I’m writing a story called Ever-Changing, and I made the mistake of changing it into third person halfway through (it’s nearly 34k, you can see the problem), thinking, “Oh, I can fix this in no time.” It has been nearing five months, and it still isn’t fixed.
  • If you’re writing your story out, write it double spaced. Trust me, it helps.
    • The majority of the fics I’ve written were all single spaced and when I went to fix them or make changes, it was all jumbled together. It was a mess. I couldn’t tell which edits belonged to which, and it was a nightmare if someone wanted to read it over. Of course, I never allowed them to lmfaoo
  • If you have several different chapters for the fic/story you’re writing, leave a blank sheet separating the two. If you’re typing, make separate documents, merging them together in one gigantic one once the thing is done. (Copy and pasting into the first chapter or start a whole new document)
    • I’ve had to start doing this with my Samurai of Hyuga spin off thingy (it’s called assassin of hyuga and dont judge me i have no self control)
  • Speaking of self-control, write as many AU’s as you want. No one can stop you, no one can judge you. 
    • If you like Dragon Age, Samurai of Hyuga, Naruto, and your other side piece (for me, it’s Ever-Changing), feel free to mash those together. It doesn’t matter if none of those universes work together, mash them up and tag me in it, I wanna read them. (just tell me which universes you used lmfao)

tl:dr - writing is your tool to success and happiness. don’t edit your grammar as you go, and write what you wanna write.

au ideas you never asked for
  • “HEY STOP! YOU’RE STEALING MY NEIGHBOR’S DOG! WHAT THE FU – oh, they hired a dog walker? hahaha haha.. ha… carry on”
  • “i’m in the nurse’s office a lot with migraines and you’re always in here organizing her tongue depressors and i really don’t think you go to this school so what gives”
  • “the building manager neglected to tell me the window washers would be coming by today so excuuuuuuse me for thinking that twenty three floors up was high enough that i could dance around in my office without being seen”
  • “you’ve been awkwardly inching your way towards the human sexuality section of the bookstore i work at for like fifteen minutes are you looking for something in particular or –?”
  • “you and your friends have been playing the penis game in the library for the last five minutes and none of you have gotten above a quiet yell and i’m really just trying to study over here so i’m gonna put an end to this by winning the game”
  • “it’s 2 in the morning and i was just trying to get home but i left my sunroof open all day and now there’s a squirrel in my car and it scared me and i drove into a pole – would you please stop laughing you’re a cop. you’re supposed to be helping
  • “my favorite band dropped a new single today and i’ve had it on repeat for seven hours and i can see you judging me but that isn’t going to make me shut it off"
  • “hey new neighbor it appears that your dog likes me a thousand times better than she likes your partner and they’re really jealous and i’m sorry but not really because hellloooooo there”
  • “you can’t get tattooed drunk, come back in the morning and if you still want my name on your ass we’ll talk”
Devine (Part Five)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: As a young child you came in contact with an entity. It possessed your body and gave you unthinkable powers. You managed to keep your power hidden for the most of your life, but one day everything goes wrong and you get on the radar of The Avengers.

Word Count: 1.209

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

After breakfast with Steve you returned to your room and waited for the movers to arrive with your stuff.

You flopped down on your couch and turned on the tv. You settled on a channel which was airing an romance movie, something you really enjoyed.

Just as you were getting into the movie there sounded a knock on your door. You cursed the person who had knocked and opened the door.

You were shocked to see Bucky standing before you.

‘The movers are here’ he said.

You snapped out of your shock and nodded. ‘Thanks for letting me know.’ You stepped out of your room and closed the door behind you.

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Buying Lube

‘Hey, eyebrows, do me a favour and go buy as much lube as you can.’

Erwin almost spat out his drink when he read that text from his friend. He immediately called him.

“Levi, that is an extremely questionable request,” he said calmly, sorting out some papers in front of him. Because he had had more outrageous requests from his short friend before.

Levi snorted. “It’s not for what you think. Eren’s been a little shit lately so I’m going to pour a bucket or two of lube on him and lube up the floor in random places in the apartment.”

“Right, why are you doing that?”

“So he knows what it’s like dating a little shitty brat.”

Erwin sighed, “Yeah, sure, I’ll drop by the convenience store on my way over now. I just finished up the report.”

“Good. And email that report to me, Marco’s been on my ass about the finances of that mining deal.”

“Sure thing, Levi.” Erwin said as he quickly did just that. “I’ll see you soon.”

Erwin ended the call and sighed, standing up from his desk chair for the first time in seven hours.

Levi and Eren had a strange relationship where Levi hated the kid but he would never dream of living his life without him. Erwin would admit that he was a little jealous of his friend. He has only ever fallen in love once and she ended up divorcing him for another man, so he decided to dedicate all his time to his work.

But he still wanted what Levi has with Eren.

The walk to the store was a quick one, barely three minutes. He walked through the sliding door, the door dinging to alert the staff to the arrival of a customer. The store was completely empty, bar one cashier standing at the check out. He was a kid, maybe eighteen at the very most, and practically half the size of Erwin. He had chin length blond hair and blue eyes looked up from a book as Erwin entered.

He was greeted with a sweet smile from the younger boy. Erwin politely nodded at the-admittedly-pretty boy, before grabbed a basket if he was going to get as much lube as Levi would deem acceptable. He strolled to the correct aisle, as he felt the young boy’s gaze never leave him. In fact, his gaze only left him when Erwin started knocking all the bottles of lube off the shelf into the basket. He figured Levi wanted as much as possible so he took every brand, every size, and every type of lube off the shelf and into the basket. Once he was done, it was at the brim of the basket and it was slightly heavy.

Erwin only really realised what this looked like when the boy-whose name tag said was Armin-started ringing up all the lube with the most confused and judgmental look on his face.

Erwin was more than twice this kid’s age, so he felt no need to justify himself but he thought the kid needed an explanation otherwise he’d keep wondering why.

Erwin sighed, running a hand through his hair, “I feel you silently judging me as you ring up my… purchases. I swear I’m not using these for their intended purpose.”

His face turned bright red and he squeaked a little in surprise. He looked at his feet and stopped scanning the lube for a few seconds before he looked up at Erwin, with an embarrassed yet determined look on his face. “W-w-well, that’s too b-bad…”

Erwin raised his eyebrow. “Oh?”

Armin then realised he had said that out loud and began powering through the scanning, “That’ll be 256 dollars and 78 cents!” Armin said loudly, attempting to cover up his red face.

Erwin gave him the cash as he kept watching the young blond as he scrambled for change before shoving the bags and money into the older man’s hands.

“Thank you for coming!” he squeaked, as he kept his head looking down.

Erwin stared at him for a good ten seconds before sighing. “Too bad. It almost sounded like you were volunteering to help me get rid of it.”

He smiled as he walked away from Armin who squeaked louder and went so red in the face that Erwin thought he might explode. What Armin was yet to discover was the business card left on the checkout counter with Erwin’s mobile number scrawled across the back.

Time’s a Gentle Stream (longer than it seems)

Robbie collapsed into his armchair with an exhausted huff. His latest scheme to make the little brats he babysat hate him and demand their parents found someone else to look after them in the evenings had, as usual, backfired, and instead the kids had gone home that evening excitedly shouting to their parents about the latest game their super cool and wonderful babysitter had played with them.

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Sheith Discourse

Like y’all im only 17 but i feel like an old man going through the sheith tag… And like whatever!!! ship whatever tf you want!!! who am i to judge!! but i beg of you…please stop using sexual assault survivors just to put a base on your stake of why sheith is #problematic because just by reading i can tell the majority of antis havent been through this

because i do not see my assaulter in Shirogane Takashi

I do not see the man who dragged me into the bathroom when i was 13 years old and touched me when i was crying and too fucking scared to say no, in Shirogane Takashi.

I do not see the man who tried to unzip my dress but just shoved his hands into my bra instead to squeeze me so hard it left bruises and said i wanted it because i never said no, in Shirogane Takashi

I do not see the man who ruined me, who forced me into doing everything I never wanted to, in someone as caring and loving as Shirogane Takashi.

I see someone who would die for his team, who sacrificed his life for another, who wouldn’t do anything to hurt a living soul unless he absolutely had to, in this character. Stop doing this just so you have a base for your argument. If you really think Shirogane Takashi is a sexual abuser and assaulter, you really havent seen the shit i have. If you are a survivor, and you find this ship for whatever reason harmful to you, stay away because that’s not cool, but people who are just using it to make an argument need to fucking stop because it’s an awful disrespect to actual survivors.

He is fictional.

My assaulter was real.

Stop this.