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endless list of favourite female characters [1/∞]:  usagi tsukino

Who wants that? I’d rather choose to fall in love and be hurt. Sometimes I can’t even sleep because I love someone too much. And there’s always sadness in our lives. It’s that sad feeling that keeps us going.

i’m sure you can only grow these in the bae area though

The Odyssey is a strange, adventurous tale of a grown man trying to get home after fighting in a war. He’s on that long journey home, and it’s filled with traps and pitfalls. He’s cursed to wander. He’s always getting carried out to sea, always having close calls. Huge chunks of boulders rock his boat. He angers people he shouldn’t. There’s troublemakers in his crew. Treachery. His men are turned into pigs and then are turned back into younger, more handsome men. He’s always trying to rescue somebody. He’s a travelin’ man, but he’s making a lot of stops.

He’s stranded on a desert island. He finds deserted caves, and he hides in them. He meets giants that say, “I’ll eat you last.” And he escapes from giants. He’s trying to get back home, but he’s tossed and turned by the winds. Restless winds, chilly winds, unfriendly winds. He travels far, and then he gets blown back.

He’s always being warned of things to come. Touching things he’s told not to. There’s two roads to take, and they’re both bad. Both hazardous. On one you could drown and on the other you could starve. He goes into the narrow straits with foaming whirlpools that swallow him. Meets six-headed monsters with sharp fangs. Thunderbolts strike at him. Overhanging branches that he makes a leap to reach for to save himself from a raging river. Goddesses and gods protect him, but some others want to kill him. He changes identities. He’s exhausted. He falls asleep, and he’s woken up by the sound of laughter. He tells his story to strangers. He’s been gone twenty years. He was carried off somewhere and left there. Drugs have been dropped into his wine. It’s been a hard road to travel.

In a lot of ways, some of these same things have happened to you. You too have had drugs dropped into your wine. You too have shared a bed with the wrong woman. You too have been spellbound by magical voices, sweet voices with strange melodies. You too have come so far and have been so far blown back. And you’ve had close calls as well. You have angered people you should not have. And you too have rambled this country all around. And you’ve also felt that ill wind, the one that blows you no good. And that’s still not all of it.

—  Bob Dylan, excerpted from his Nobel Acceptance Lecture

“I know the winter’s getting colder
But why, just ‘cause we’re a little older do
I relive it, I relive it
I’m peddling backwards
Even if I’m peddling alone
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it, oh”

Winter of Our Youth - Bastille [x]

Reproductive choices positivity

I wish you a pleasant childfree life if you do not want children.
I wish you a pleasant parenting life if you want children.

I wish you an unfailing and safe for your health contraception if you use some.
I wish you an easy time getting pregnant if you want to be.
I wish you an competent and respectful physician if you want to sterilize yourself.

In the case of an unplanned pregnancy, i wish you supportive relationships that will support you and any decision you make.
I wish you easy access to abortion and a safe and comfortable procedure if you decide to end the pregnancy.
I wish you three healthy, painless, and enjoyable trimesters and an easy birth if you chose to keep it going.
I wish you a quick and simple administrative process if you wish to give the resulting baby up for adoption.


I wish you quick success if you have trouble conceiving.
I wish you a simple and successful adoption process if you wish to adopt.

I wish you affordable and safe medical procedures and easy administrative quests and good insurances or universal care system and a supportive and healthy environnement.

Spread the positivity. Support people and their decisions. Wish them the best. Feel the love. Share nice words and nice thoughts and congratulations and encouragements.

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I combined the two, haha. I only ship Ry with Alistair, but the line fits Zev more XD I’m not really sure how to put Rythlen and Zevran’s relationship into words any more than I have, but I hope this explains it (or part of it) because I still have trouble expressing stuff. 

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Hey, so I just found out something really cute? Phar and Sym’s countries both have lotuses as their national flowers! India’s national flower is the Nelumbo nucifera (aka sacred lotus) while Egypt’s national flower is the Nymphaea lotus (aka white lotus…technically it’s a water lily but folks call it a lotus too).

take you to where the sun shines, cast shadows on your face (crawl into their deepest recess,'til i freeze or dehydrate)

back again, with the introspection and long titles. have some post-s4e5 stylistic angst. all my love to @koninginnen for a quick beta ♡


This close to midsummer, it’s light out until past nine. It hovers on that brink of grey for hours, as the light darkens like a bruise; going from blue to purple to black. Especially when there’s a threat of rain hanging in the air, dragging the temperatures down.

They drag themselves up the stairs, and Even closes the door behind them; enveloping them both in the shadows ( – the familiar smell, dust, home – ) of the hallway. At the far end, that grey light is spilling in from the kitchen, and it’s just enough to make out the silhouette of Isak’s throat as he swallows.

This is the aftermath, then; adrenaline sublimated and only the pieces and shivers left in its wake.

It’s a Friday night ( – Saturday, soon – ) so the emergency room had been quite packed, but after an hour Isak had gotten the painkillers and glue that he needed. The lip had been badly split, and now the bruising ( – fist catching under his eye, over his mouth and his nose, leaving it all rusty red and broken and you have to calm down Even, you have to calm down – ) is spreading like clouds under the thin skin.

Even doesn’t know what this feeling is ( – a mess, is what it is, a hurt guilt anger despair love spray clinging to the inside of his ribcage like a Pollock – ) so he reaches out and combs his fingers through Isak’s hair. It’s damp.

“Hungry?”

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No wonder Lainey is mad lately (December 2016)

Here she is joining Gerg and Sarah for a game. She doesn’t look/sound happy. She leaves less than half way through this video and Billie joins them, too.

Take note how their legs are touching.

The screenshots above are from the most recent video on his uhohbro channel.

These pictures below are from this previous three or four videos from early Nov to now:

Look how closes these two are sitting versus how close he and his WIFE were.

Okay, so he’s grabbing her knee.

IT GETS BETTER!!! The girl using the VR is not Lainey, she’s another moderately attractive blue haired girl. So there’s three pretty girls in his house at this time and Lainey has fucked off in the back room I guess?

Look at that, folks. When is the last time he sat like this with Lainey? It gets better! 

Are- Are those Billie’s little fingers dangerously close to his teeny peeny? 

YES THEY ARE!!! 

Now they are hiding more under the cover. Verrry interesting. 

Wonder what’s going on under there?


So yeah, seeing this explains why Lainey is so unhappy. He lights up with Billie. They are always physically touching. He insults Lainey by calling her a “fucking moron” but he teases Billie and the other girls. Personally if I were Lainey I would’ve punched someone in the mouth by now. I would lose my mind over this. I’m sure she is losing her mind over this. 


So Lainey, or Elaine, or Laine, whatever you go by now, if you’re seeing this I hope you know that this is what’s happening while you’re off doing god knows what. I’m willing to bet that you pout in the room while he’s out here making videos with other girls, and I bet you don’t watch his gaming videos. So here we go! Pictures of this slimy fuck getting very, very cozy with the girl that he WANTS to be with. 

“Star Witch.”


Happy Halloween/Diwali! Since I recently moved to India, I thought I’d draw something inspired by the local clothing (salwar kameez), also it’s around the same time as Diwali (festival of lights) and Halloween– so this happened XD

Thank you all who came to the partial stream and sorry for the technical issues >_<;;

Speedpaint here!

A Writer’s PSA

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

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

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

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

Okay.

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

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

Authors are capable of writing more than smut one shots. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sincerely,

Someone who is a teeny bit oversmutted

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

there was something i noticed from the wonder woman movie that hit me in my figurative balls, and it’s steve’s line here: “believe me, i wish i could put the blame on one person.” this kept nibbling at me, until i sat down and figured out what it was nibbling at me for. and i gotta say, it took some rubbing of my two brain cells together

it was the thing i needed to finally put the pieces together behind this line, because i’m a fucking dumbass who realizes things only years later: “i bet your parents taught you that you mean something, that you’re here for a reason. my parents taught me a different lesson, dying in the gutter, for no reason at all. they taught me the world only makes sense if you force it to.” see, i’ve been taking that line in the context that superman is upsetting the balance, right? like everyone else in the movie, batman is scared of what superman can do, and i haven’t taken that line beyond that point. but if that was the only message the line was going to offer me, why include that bit about the parents? why not keep it short and sweet, why not make it snappy? it’d make a hot soundbite.

but, the thing is, i wasn’t thinking about this line in the context of batman’s arc in this movie, i was just taking it at face value. but the first we see of batman is him running into the destruction, rescuing a man, rescuing a little girl, but being unable to save her mother. we see him lose his parents, and we see that he’s lost his son. we see him lose the man that he’d rescued. that’s a hefty string of bad luck - all those deaths, all so seemingly random. that’s the thing, right? batman lends importance to death - his parents’ death must have some meaning, jason didn’t die in vain, and neither did the civilian causalities of the metropolis disaster. his crusade against superman is his crusade against criminals.

batman is doing the exact thing diana’s doing this whole movie - he’s pinning all this tragedy on one person, he’s gunning to kill, he’s forcing the world to make sense. why didn’t i see it earlier

Stop acting like the world turns around Tumblr. Stop acting like you know™ what’s happening, when we know shit. Stop acting like your opinion is more important than another one’s is. Stop being mean towards the ones who debate things cause their opinions don’t fit what you know™ is happening. The acts of superiority I see everytime something happens are disappointing and useless. Don’t tell me you know™ what’s happening when, at the end of the day, we’re just bloggers on Tumblr.