things i never get around to posting

So I really wanted to have a comic finished today, but I have one in the making that I’m really liking and didn’t wanna rush it, or separate it into parts. So have this Stardust Ruby Rose thing till I get back from vacation, and can upload a cute team STRQ comic!

Sidenote: Anyone think “Dust” in RWBY could be Star Dust? Idk what that would mean, but it sounds cute~!

NCT in the Groupchat (Hyung Line)

requested by: @glitterykoreanboyband

a/n: i’ll hopefully post the minis tomorrow. i didn’t do them together cause i can’t imagine them all being in the same gc?? 


Taeil: his only input would be to correct people’s spelling and grammar 

Hansol: left the gc weeks after it was made 

Johnny: never. stops. sending. memes. 

Taeyong: constant reminders of chores and things that need to be done around the dorm. sends inspirational edits 

Yuta: roasting everyone else 

Kun: the one person that gets ignored when they send things 

Doyoung: has a meme war with Johnny going on

Ten: only sends in selfies for member approval 

Jaehyun: very lite contribution. if he does say something it probably doesn’t relate to the conversation

Winwin: doesn’t know what’s going on most of the time probably muted it.

it sucks to keep hearing about terrorist attacks. at this point i feel like we are all desensitized to the violence happening all around us. its sick. im sick of people dying and then people instagramming a quick french flag or “brussels” and then forgetting anything ever happened, that these things are STILL happening in places that never even get those quick posts on social media. im just tired of the western attitude towards extremist attacks.

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Old post in drafts. i JUST KEPT GOING WITH MORE SKetches

More Ageswap AU Mob Psycho 100 - captions on pics

My dear lgbt+ children, 

If you’re too scared to come out, i understand. 

If you wanted to come out but now changed your mind, i understand. 

If you are afraid to speak about lgbt+ rights now, i understand. 

If you can’t volunteer or donate to or even just speak about lgbt+ causes because your lgbt+-phobic environment would get angry, i understand. 

There are many posts going around telling you to be loud now, to speak up and fight now, including posts by me. And yes, it’s certainly true - but please never never never think you need to risk your own safety. 

Your safety and wellbeing is always priority number one. You are doing a wonderful, badass, brave hero thing for the lgbt+ community: You’re keeping one of us safe - yourself! And i’m so proud of you for that. 

Better times will come, my dear. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

cute sapphic winter things

• when her cheeks get all red from the cold
• big cuddly jumpers and swapping them with her
• when u can see ur breath and it’s all around her like a halo ??
• ice skating !! especially if ur both clumsy and fall over and laugh a lot and then just drink hot chocolate and watch the people who are good at ice skating and make up stories about their life in a snow circus to explain how they can stand up on those lil knife boots
• when she’s cold so u give her ur coat and ur cold but she looks cute so it’s 10000000000000% worth it
• christmas coffee dates and getting silly names on ur cup and warming one hand on the festive takeaway mug and one hand in hers
• u both have cold hands but only one of u has mittens so u have a mitten each and hold hands,,,,, for warmth
• snow !!!!!! making pretty snow angels and saying look it’s u and making a really bad snowman and saying look it’s u and having snowball fights and
• christmas is great u could call her on christmas day and open ur presents together over facetime
• ridiculous seasonal nicknames that get out of hand and become really competitive “hey snow angel sugar plum fairy gingerbread house christmas tree”
• matching ugly christmas jumpers oh my god
• there are so many possibilities,, enjoy being sapphic this season

PSA: Inbox Etiquette

How to Approach Someone for RP and How to Handle an invitation to RP

It occurs to me that there are 2 sides to making a new RP partnership happen. It takes 1 person to send an initial message of interest, of course, but it also takes 1 person to receive that message. I firmly believe that you should always be polite when inboxing someone first and that it’s the best thing you can do to find new partners because it shows that you’re assertive and puts you on that potential partner’s radar. However, I realized that I haven’t mentioned how the recipient should behave once they get such a request. So for good measure, that’s what the latter half of this post is getting around to. Okay? Okay. 

How to Approach Someone for RP

  • Be Brave - Even if you’re nervous to approach someone for a partnership. Do it anyway. It could work out. You’ll never know if you don’t ask. The worst that can happen is your ask goes unanswered or your request is denied. If that happens, move on to the next! There are so many people on tumblr looking for partners, so don’t dwell on that 1 or 2 that don’t work out. 
  • Be Polite - Greetings are important. Your potential partners are human just like you. So talk to them like you’d like to be talked to. ‘Hi’ ‘Hello’ ‘Hey’ are good starts as opposed to a naked ‘wanna rp?’. It also never hurts to say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’, when appropriate. If you are denied,  please don’t continue to message the person asking/demanding for explanations or begging them to reconsider. This is unfair.
  • Be Patient - It might take a few seconds, minutes, or days for a potential partner to reply to you. Wait at least 1-2 days before re-messaging. And say something like, ‘hey, I inboxed you the other day about wanting to rp and I’m not sure if tumblr gobbled the message or not. please let me know when you have the chance. thanks.’ Oh yes. Tumblr eats messages sometimes. It happens.

Example rp request messages which you may use:

  • hey. i came across your blog in the tags and i have a muse i think might work well with your muse because —.
  • hi. i saw your starter in the tags and I was thinking of replying to it with my muse, do you have any ideas where you want to take it?  
  • hello. i just had to message you because I found your blog while scrolling through my partner’s blog and I love your muse/this plot you reblogged/your writing style, would you like to rp?
  • hi. I saw you liked the plot about— I have a muse that’d be perfect for that if you want to discuss?

How to Handle an invitation to RP

  • Be Considerate - It takes varying degrees of courage for someone to come into your inbox and state that they’re interested in rping with you. Especially if the person approaching you thinks that you’re god’s gift to writing. For some people it takes a tremendous leap of faith to make the first move. So when you receive an invitation for rp, please respond. Even if it’s just to say you’re not interested. It’s the polite thing to do not to keep them hanging. You were new to this stuff once. Remember?   
  • Be Honest - If you’re open to new partnerships, say so. If you’re not open to new partnerships at the moment or ever, say so. If you’re open to new partnerships, but you just don’t see yourself gelling with the person who’s asking for a shot, say so. Don’t feel pressured to accept in order to be nice. BUT be nice if you’re going to say no. This person who messaged you is human, like you, and has feelings. Be respectful, especially if they’re respectful to you first. 
  • Be Collaborative - If someone comes to your inbox with intentions of rping with you for the first time, it would be nice if you did a little grunt work too. You can take a look through their blog and see what might and might not work, instead of demanding they come to you with all of the ideas. If they say, ‘hey, how bout our muses meet at a cafe?’ take the idea further, if you like it ( e.g., ‘sure. it can be during a rain storm and my muse is looking for a place to sit’ ), or suggest something different, if you don’t (e.g. hm, how bout something else? like our muses bump into each other in a doctor’s waiting room?). RPing is a collaborative process, after all. So–be somewhat willing to collaborate?

  Example rp request denial messages which you may use:

  • hi. thanks for messaging me, but I’m not looking for new partners at this time.
  • hello. i got your message and i really appreciate the nice things you said, but I have a full plate with my partnerships/threads already. So I wouldn’t have the time or energy to devote to another one. sorry.
  • hey. i took a look through your blog/at your guidelines/at your muses and i just don’t think that we’ll fit as partners. thank you for reaching out though. good luck!

Take Home Message to all of tumblr Rpers: 

Be nice. Be honest. Be collaborative. Don’t settle. Don’t be a jerk. 

anonymous asked:

Amber I need to suffer, could you tell me what are the songs in which H and L harmonise the most together? I just can think of better than words just because of a post that's going around atm, but I joined the fandom pretty late so I 've never followed their music before MITAM? Sorry for the rant and thank you

get ready for your DEATH

  • Use Somebody (not on the album but you’ve got to see this) 
  • Over Again (their verses are after another and it kills me)
  • Little Things (again, they follow each other up and then do the chorus together)
  • Rock Me (Louis: “I used to think that I was better alone” Harry: “Better alone” Louis: “why did I ever want to let you go?” Harry: “Let you go”)
  • Where Do Broken Hearts Go (at the end) 
  • No Control (all of it is beautiful)
  • Better Than Words, yes
  • Temporary Fix (Louis: “and if you’re feeling the weakness…” Harry: “WELL I TOLD YOU BABY THAT YOU COULD CALL ME” plus he’s screaming it up in the back of Louis’ entire verse hahah)
  • A.M. 
  • If I Could Fly (as if this song isn’t a cryfest as it is, have Harry: “I hope that you don’t run from me”, Louis: “for your eyes only….” )
  • Home (Louis: “I’ll make this feel like home”, Harry screeching “BAAAABY WE COULD BE ENOUGH” KILL ME WITH THIS SYMBOLISM)
  • 18 (Louis’ verse, then H&L sing it together, and then Harry launches into the rest of the chorus, and live it’s even worse)
  • Love You Goodbye (Louis’ high note and then Harry interrupting lowly…….. MURDER MY ASS)
  • One Thing (click the link, it’s the acoustic version and it’s beautiful, HL’s voices are really prominent together in the chorus)
  • WMYB (same thing, not really together but acoustic, they sit next to each other and please just watch it and cry)
  • Live While We’re Young (again, acoustic, i’m a fan, go to 0:33 IT KILLS ME)
  • You & I (Louis’ verse, Harry harmonises in the background)
  • Happily (in the chorus both H&L are really prominently there)
  • Last First Kiss (Harry at 2:28, Louis follows up the chorus)
  • She’s Not Afraid (they follow each other up)
  • Loved You First (same thing)
  • More Than This (… you know what I’m saying yet) 
  • Moments (really prominent together in the first chorus, follow each other up) 
  • Little Black Dress (again, Harry’s verse)
  • Strong (for the sake of it, Harry sings the chorus right after Louis’ verse)
  • Why Don’t We Go There

Some of them aren’t harmonies in the strict sense of the word but they’re still dream-teaming it up so it’s close enough, hahaha.  I probably missed a few, anyone’s welcome to add, but I had to stop before I collapsed. this should be enough to tide you over at least 

HAVE FUN CRYING!!

harry really is incredible we never would’ve known about that video recording for jessica if the foundation hadn’t posted about it he did this out of the goodness of his heart because he loves helping people wherever and whenever he can no one asks him to do these things he just gives without expecting anything in return it’s once in a lifetime a person like him comes around and i’m so thankful i’m alive at the same time as him so i get to see it

if you let me // sneak peek

I’ve been MIA recently. This is something I’ve been working on that I will hopefully get around to finishing and posting in it’s complete entirety. I’ve altered it a bit, just to leave the boy it focuses on as a mystery. 

if you let me // sinead harnett

I’ll love you like I’ve never, ever loved somebody.
I’ll give you things you didn’t even know you wanted.

If there was a way to freeze time, she wanted it done.

This moment, this room, this bed, these sheets. Everything would stay the same; barely-there sunlight filtering through the shaded curtains and the golden glow to his skin, the flutter of eyelashes against the apples of his cheeks, heat from his body searing into her own.

She wouldn’t change anything. Not a single damn thing. 

She sits propped against the headboard of a posh, overpriced hotel bed, white sheet curled around the swell of her chest and tucked securely under her arms. It’s thin and barely shields her exposed skin from the cold air that blows in from the open window.

There’s goosebumps that rise over the expanse of her body, lip tucked between her teeth while her shoulders give an unconscious shiver at the drop in temperature. Her eyes are on him, always on him, taking in the grooves and dips, the crests and valleys, the shadows and contours of his face. In her eyes, he’s always been beautiful.

Her hand lifts without realization, cupping the side of his face as he turns in his slumber to face her. She can’t help it, thumb smoothing over the full bottom lip and enjoying the way his lips part unconsciously in his sleep. He gives a pleased hum as he searches for the extra warmth her body lends, his own shifting closer until he’s wrapped around her again.

She wants the silence to last. She wants the calm and the serenity. She wants the room filled with hushed giggles and whispers that are not-so-whispers. She wants the privacy and these secret moments only shared between them. She wants the two of them. She wants him.

And when his eyes blink open and his lips curl in a sleepy smile and he’s all messy curls and wandering hands, she thinks, he might want that too.

Don’t tell me that it’s not enough,
My time’s up, you’re over us.
Cause I think I might do anything for you.

Deacon Appreciation Post

•he’s such dork

•if comic con was a thing in the wasteland, he’d totally dress up with you

•he knows just what to say when you’re feeling down

• he’s no stranger to love

•he knows the rules, and so do you

•he’s never gonna give you up

•he’s never gonna let you down

•he’s never gonna run around and hurt you

•he’s never gonna make you cry

•he’s never gonna say goodbye

•he gets song lyrics wrong but totally plays it off like a pro

Fake AH Crew Jack Pattillo is so good.

Jacklyn Pattillo who got fucking sick of getting passed over for jobs for being a woman. Jack Pattillo who found out at 16 that she could never have kids of her own because of some horrible fluke of nature. Who started going by Jack when she was around 20 cause she was sick of losing out on things and people treated her like a boy half the time anyway so why not. 

Jack Pattillo who worked as an RN for YEARS because she just wanted to help heal people. She met Geoff working Emerge when he came in at like 4 am covered in major abrasions and limping on a shattered ankle. She doesn’t ask what happened because she knows who he is, she’s done work for the LS gangs on the side for extra money, she’s heard tell of Solo Heister Geoff Ramsey and she knows someone crashed through a window at the bank downtown that night because they keep the news on in the Emerge waiting room, she knows what breaking through a second story window and hitting the ground, even at a roll, can do to you. Jack fixes him up though, puts butterfly bandages on his cheeks and nose where the cuts are smaller, and stitches shut the bigger wounds on his arms and chest. She calls the doctor on call to set his ankle, and stands by watching as he works. As Geoff leaves he slips a card into the pocket of Jack’s scrubs on the sly, it’s got a phone number, a name, and an address.

So she goes by, this is before Geoff is big time, before the Fakes have banded together, at least a year before their golden boy flies over from England, fleeing for his life, almost two before they find Ray and the Vagabond roaming the streets of Los Santos. Jack gets the job immediately. Geoff tells her he needs a partner, especially one with medical know how, he tells her he’s got a spare bedroom in his kinda shitty apartment, and he can’t pay her much yet, but he’ll get there soon, he knows it. 

Jack Pattillo, who finds most of the other Crew members, dragging them into her and Geoff’s ever growing apartments to patch up and feed. It starts with Gavin. Jack is casing a joint, she’s sweet looking and chubby, no one sees her as a possible threat. She’s about to get back into her car when she sees him stumbling down the street. Gav clearly hasn’t eaten properly in days, maybe even weeks, all his spare money went into buying a plane ticket here. Jack approaches him, her hand hovering over the back pocket of her shorts where her knife is, just in case, and she asks him if he’s alright, he looks at her like a kicked dog and she’s struck by him, by just how young he really is, he looks like he’s barely more than 17, so Jack takes him by the arm and leads him to her car. Geoff is about to blow a gasket at this random kid being brought into his house like Jack what the fuck babe? Who is this kid he could fucking kill us! And Jack gives him that look, the most protective af Mama Bear look and half-carries Gavin into their spare bedroom and sits him down, she cleans him up and gives him one of Geoff’s tank tops left over from when he was in the army to put on instead of his grimy bloody t-shirt. She patches up the little cuts and sets a few gnarled broken fingers after rebreaking them with as much care as possible. She bustles, and that’s the only way to describe how she moves when she’s focused, out into the kitchen and makes some broth for Gav with some small frozen veggies and a bit of shredded chicken, and feeds it to him until he croaks out that he can’t eat anymore, and then she tucks him up in the bed and sets a glass of water on the bedside table and a note letting him know where things in the apartment are. (Geoff never realized before that night just how much he loved and treasured Jack.)
She finds Michael not long after, an angry boy, running away from his New Jersey Mob family, a trans boy, too fucked up in his father’s eyes to get to stay around so he hopped ship to Los Santos in the middle of the night, enough money for gas and some shitty rest stop snacks, but he makes it, and hears whispers of the Gang Nurse Jack Pattillo on the streets, and prays she can help him get on T. He seeks her out, learning her favourite haunts from people on the street, and approaches her. She can tell he wants help before he even asks, so she asks him his name, where he’s from, doesn’t question when the feminine face tells her his name is Michael, calls Geoff in advance telling him not to be a dick when they get there, tells him she found another kid, she gets a fond groan and a promise to behave. She gets Michael on T within the week, books him into a therapy appointment not long after, just in case. 
Jack Pattillo who’s starting to become a Mom anyway. 

Ray and the Vagabond come next, she finds them on the same day, Ray first, then Ryan. She picks Ray up because she notices the blood on his face, and the blood seeping through his sweater sleeve where he was branded for trying to leave another gang. She pulls him in and takes him home. Patches him up, cleans up the brand, tells him that if he takes good care of it it’ll heal alright, and Geoff knows a guy that can do a mean cover up tattoo, and she leaves him with her other boys to go do another “Door Step Check” (Geoff called them that after they got Gav, Jack was like the women running an orphanage, taking in the children left behind). Sure enough she finds Ryan, half-way dead and all the way traumatised from his own last gang. She and Geoff are in the process of moving to another bigger place, she takes Ryan there, patches him up as best she can, makes him some food and gets him to eat it, shows the Vagabond the first real love he’s gotten since he left his mom back in Georgia. She stays with him in the quiet of the new place for a few days, nursing him back to half strength, and very quiet tales of what he left behind (a vow in the back of her head to get Geoff to deal with those fuckers), and she slowly starts integrating the others in, first Geoff and Ray, because each is so calm on a whole, then Michael and Gavin last, because as much as she loves her boys the two of them together are a hurricane force. Ryan loosens up as the house comes to life, talks a little more, eats much more. One afternoon he asks Jack if she can take him into a garden center to pick something out for his room, and that’s when she knows for certain he’ll be okay. 
Then she found Jeremy, on the run, scared for his life, leaving behind bad jobs and an even worse childhood. She finds his shivering under a thin coat one night in mid-January, it might not get freezing in LS but it gets cold enough. She offers him a bed and some hot food and he jumps at it, she helps him up into the penthouse, another stray for her mismatched family. With a goodnight’s sleep, a shower and some food Jeremy is holding his own with Gavin’s energy in no time flat.

Jeremy’s the first one that calls her mom. It was late a few weeks after she brought him home, her little family finally feeling really complete, she’s sitting up with Geoff, cuddling on the couch watching some nonsense on TV, when she hears distressed noises from Jeremy’s room, she disentangles herself and makes a beeline for his door, letting herself in quietly. She moves slowly and carefully to the bed, where Jeremy is sitting straight up, sweating and crying. Jack sits next to him and pulls him into her arms so his head rests over her heart, and she just comforts him, mumbling gentle words of reassurance to him until he’s calm enough to breathe easy. And Jeremy gives her a watery smile and tells her she’s the best mom in the world, and hugs her as tight as he can, and if she cried happy tears into Geoff’s shoulder that night when they went to bed he won’t tell. The other Lads take up the affectation in no time, Gav wondering why he never thought of it in the first place, but after that he changes her contact in his phone to Mum and when the Lads give her gifts at Christmas they’re always addressed to ‘Mom’ or ‘Queen Mum’ because Gavin thinks she’s the Queen of all Moms. Ryan never picks it up, since they’re closer in age, but starts calling her Jacky like Geoff does, and always gives her a bouquet of Peonies on Mother’s day to recognize her status as Mom of Four.

Jack never thought she’d have a family of her own, and now she has four adopted sons, a goofy husband, and the brother she never thought she’d have. And she loves all of them more than anything

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Have some Dannys. One of these pictures you’ve seen before, but it’s colored now. XD SO I posted about this one time forever ago and never explained it but I still think about it a lot so

I want a ‘floaty au’ where everything is the same, but 80% floatier. The reason for this being that Danny’s ghost aura omits enough energy that it automatically makes him, and things in super close proximity to him, like his hair, weightless. When Danny transforms he has an automatic ethereal breeze moving his hair around, and he has a hard time NOT floating (his tears float too jsyk). It can leak into his human half, but only when his emotions become more volatile, so it’s not usually an issue.

@darth-lumines reblogged your post and added:

#anakin skywalker: needy boyfriend#anakin is seriously going to get obi-wan FIRED at this point#and I love that Obi-Wan is ALWAYS AT WORK#but anakin NEVER IS#he’s just laying around in a kimono trying to lure Obi-wan back#FFS ANAKIN#this started as#Insect Related Discourse#but now it’s just about Anakin being the worst boyfriend ever again#and the worst jedi#just the worst in general#obikin#this AU controls me now#sorry#texts from anakin


(via @forcearama)

This is it.  This is the scenario of my soul.  Anakin lounging around in a silk kimono (what? it’s close enough to Jedi robes, Master!)(that might fly better if Anakin were wearing pants)(eh, they were itchy, tho)(Obi-Wan is fairly certain he has an idea why Anakin is so cold)(nah, that’s not it, he dying, it’s the cold hand of death) while Obi-Wan tries to go to his actual job, but knows he’s going to be back two hours later and probably forced to bring greasy burgers and fries and the expensive chocolates, the ones Obi-Wan knows Senator Amidala favors, now why would Anakin have developed a taste for those, he’s sure he doesn’t know.

And Obi-Wan tries so hard to be strict and gentle but firm with Anakin about this. Well, for a given definition of it.  He makes a token effort at trying to not spoil Anakin rotten.  Close enough.

He suggests that perhaps Anakin needs to see the healers, he’s certain Master Che would be willing to cuddle with him for warmth or perhaps if she’s not available, he knows that Master Sinube has just returned from a mission and was considering helping out in the healing halls, certainly then Anakin would have someone to talk to while cuddling for warmth.  He’s heard Ithorians are known to be very warm, too.  (Who knows if they are, Obi-Wan’s just making shit up to annoy him at this point.)

Anakin doesn’t respond for a full five minutes and Obi-Wan briefly starts to get worried.  Are you all right? he asks.

NO IM DEAD
BC U DONT CARE ABOUT ME
I DIED WHILE U WERE THINKING UP WAYS TO B MEAN 2 ME
BC U DONT LOVE ME

That is a shame, Obi-Wan sends back.  He’ll be properly saddened at Anakin’s funeral.  Does he have any special requests for his eulogy?  The text storm Anakin sends back–because, oh, yes, he absolutely has a whole bunch of suggestions for his eulogy locked and loaded, most of them along the lines of I DIED WHEN MY MASTER COULD HAVE SAVED ME THAT’S NOT VERY JEDI-LIKE–probably isn’t worth it, but Obi-Wan can’t help it, Anakin is adorable when he’s all wound up.

*weeps* ANAKIN WRITING AN ANGRY EULOGY FOR HIMSELF WHILE LAYING AROUND IN A KIMONO HELP. 

Anakin: oh SURE master i have some REQUESTS for my eulogy
Anakin: we gather here today to mourn the loss of anakin skywalker the CHOSEN ONE who could have saved us all and was never appreciated in his time
Anakin: WHO DIED BECAUSE HIS OWN MASTER DIDNT LOVE HIM ENOUGH TO SAVE HIS LIFE 
Anakin: he is survived by the stupid jedi order who are a bunch of DICKS
Anakin: and by a SELFISH MAN who didnt even TRY to make pancakes for him while he was on his DEATH BED even tho it might have saved him and therefore the universe 
Anakin: memorials to the ANAKIN SKYWALKER FOUNDATION FOR BETRAYED FORMER APPRENTICES are appreciated
Anakin: also tell everyone not to touch my stuff when im dead im not leaving anything to ANYONE burn all my stuff along with me
[5 minutes later]
Obi-Wan: Are you done?
Anakin: and also i want a LOT of flowers ok like a LOT the expensive ones from WAY the fuck out in the outer rim
Anakin: and I want you to get that head shot of me where i look like a damn holonet star blown up to POSTER SIZE and framed and displayed 

anonymous asked:

I know this may sound a bit far fetched, but I'll share anyway. That is definitely a hickey on Jungkook's neck. This isn't the first time pictures have surfaced with him having "bruises" on his neck. My Korean friend, who is a journalist used to run a Korean gossip blog, told me that kookie gets around. After she leaked this info her blogsite was shut down. She never told me by who, but I guess that means most of the things she was posting was probably true.

lol I wouldn’t believe everything I read but I wouldn’t put it past me that he gets the sucky suck every now and then 👀

The Ace Attorney fandom is chill! CHILL!!!!

I pretty much never post on this blog but I’ve been following the Ace Attorney fandom for quite a long time and there’s one thing I’d like to say to the newcommers : WE ARE A CHILL FANDOM, WE DON’T HAVE SHIPPING WARS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT.
Now cut the crap, most of us are over that kind of stuff, and when you enter a new community/fandom/whatever, you don’t go around screwing with it and start throwing tantrums like a 4 year-old who didn’t get the candy they wanted. Imagine visiting a museum and throwing a fit just in front of a painting because you don’t like it. Sounds stupid? Well, that’s exactly what you are doing.
This fandom is over 15 years old, and things have always been that way, Narumayo and Narumitsu have always been the main ships and the shippers have always gotten along even though we don’t always have the same opinions. That’s how it’s always been, and a bunch of bratty Narumitsu shippers certainly aren’t going to change that.
What you’re doing right now is just giving us a bad name and making the fandom a less welcoming place when it’s supposed to be a fun, stress-free space where we share, laugh and love together in a friendly atmosphere. We’re a warm, open-minded and welcomming community but we don’t want your war, we don’t want your hate, and if you plan to keep behaving that way, we certainly don’t want you as individuals either.

Reise Watcher

So here’s a sketch I’ve been holding onto for awhile because I haven’t posted for some reason? I’ve been meaning to get more work done on this but never truly got around to it!  So hey here’s, yet again, another picture of my giant girl Reise!  Just some quick things to note about Reise is that, yes she is a giant, but two she is a gentle giant!  She would never hurt a fly and is someone who is to be soft and gentle but still have a decent amount of spunk!