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The View From Here - Prologue

Ok, this is mine and @didsomeonesayprince’s TallSmolAU. Not a headcanon, (even though my HC is that Virgil is taller than Roman,) I don’t think either of them are THIS tall or THIS short. This was just born from talking about fun prompt ideas and this like.. never ending trail of ideas was born. Its basically going to be a multi part because there are a million situations that would be amazing to see these two in.

Warnings: Alcohol mention, Drunk person, language

Pairing: Prinxiety

Roman hated situations like this, everyone thought he was this tiny cute thing. But he was manly man! A man who is manly! He was leaning up against a bar table in this crowded bar, some drunk jerk cornering him like he owned him. The worst part was how often this happened. He was.. moderately nervous, if he was being entirely honest with himself. This guy infront of him was huge and kinda drunk, but Roman also knew that even though he was small, he could handle himself for the most part. Unless he was picked up of course, there was only so much you could do when you were in the air.

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Stranger Things AMV - How Far We’ve Come

I’m waking up at the start of the end of the world,
But its feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it’s gone

The communists/anarchists who are still obsessed with workerist/productivist theory really need to take a breather, and go outside for a while. Preferably, to spend time relearning how to inhabit a space, whether that’s an old-growth forest, meadow, mountain, or even the cryptoforests in the inner cities. Without exposure to something that doesn’t directly reflect the constructs of Leviathan, y'all start to resemble monks that are trapped in their own realm of Ideas, thus believing that the drudgery and clockwork repetition of your monasteries are representative of the blissfully-uncontrollable universe, at large.

Like, theory has an important place, and I’m not denying its usefulness. Just remember that your models for how the world works are outdated, and will inevitably fail. Hoping to represent the floes of reality within a rigid Enlightenment framework is always going to end with you coming to believe that the map is “realer” than the territory it aims to replicate.

A small fic for Sebaciel

I was going to send this through asks but I ran out of words ,I hope its okay to send it through here? If so I was wondering if I could get a one short where on the 10th year anniversary of their contract,Sebastian decides to give a Ciel a small music box which he is grateful to recive and secretly treasures it. Ciel eventually ends up dying and Sebastian gets to eat his soul,yet all is not over between the two as in another contract Sebastian acts as archaeologist and is on a excavation where he knows the phantomhive manor was. Whilst digging,he ends up finding a vaguely familiar box,yet he soon enough recognises it and open’s it,only to revel a note from Ciel that reads:Although I and my soul may no longer live,my love for you shall prevail forevermore.  Signed Ciel Phantomhive “

I AM CRYING WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?! Okay, this is SebaCiel BUT Ciel is OVERAGE (he’s 23 here)

Ciel was sat in his study. He hadn’t changed much physically over the last decade. He was taller, bulkier, but his eyes were still that deep set blue which held an emptiness beyond his years.

“My lord, I have brought you a gift to mark the decade that has passed since you and I formed a contract.” Sebastian hadn’t bothered to knock, it was a habit that they had dropped on the three year mark. They were more like friends now, and the line between Master and Servant had long since thinned and ceased to exist.

“What is it?” Ciel dropped his pen and propped his chin on his hand, gazing at Sebastian with unguarded affection. There were no secrets, no masks, between demon and human, and their relationship was an unconventional yet coherent one.

Sebastian put the small music box in front of Ciel, the music already playing. It was a sombre tune, one that Sebastian had composed himself. Ciel listened to the whole tune twice through, and then smiled at Sebastian.

“Thank you. It is beautiful.”

Sebastian dipped his head before leaning over the desk to kiss his older but still Young Master.

Time passed on and so did Ciel, leaving Sebastian alone until he was next called upon by an archaeologist who was determined to unveil a whole dinosaur skeleton; a feat that had already been completed but still, the woman was set on fulfiling her heart’s desire. 

It was on one such occasion where, with a heavy heart, he was aiding in an excavation where his precious Master’s Manor used to be. His shovel thonked and he paused, digging out the artifact with his gloved hands, no longer worried about his Butler Aesthetic - he hadn’t needed it for over a century, though he’d never forgotten the jjoy such an occupation had brought him.

There was a vaguely familiar box and as Sebastian recognised it, he let out a small cry. Opening the box, checking to see no one was looking, he saw that same music box with a note that read;

Although I and my soul may no longer live, my love for you shall prevail forevermore. 

Signed Ciel Phantomhive 

Sebastian sat back on his ankles and felt the unfamiliarity of tears in his eyes. And then, the weight of the last century without Ciel crashing down, the demon sobbed without abandon, wanting nothing more than his Young Master by his side.

He had found his Hell on Earth.

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blargamuffinze101  asked:

how would penny react if his (male) s/o got bullied at school for wearing a dress?? |:))

Okay so I know i haven’t done any male based reader inserts so far and for that I am sorry fro those that want that stuff. I just tend to default to female as I am terrible at writing things from a male perspective generally. However I will do my best for any prompts like that and I hope that my writing is okay regarding male readers whenever I get around to doing them

I also hope I don’t mess this one up considering the sensitive subject matter but here I go

  • Needless to say Pennywise care little about what you wear considering how he usually ends up ripping it off you anyway.
  • He does like how easily accessible you are in dresses you are though and you look so very nice in them.
  • Since he doesn’t really understand the relevance of gendered clothing the fact that people are bullying you over what is to him a very simple thing both confuses and enrages him.
  • But its mostly rage.
  • How dare any human be mean to HIS human. and over something as foolish as what you wear.
  • Any one who even remotely looks at you in the wrong way let alone says anything cruel to you will end up either going missing or will end up traumatised in some way.
  • One particular bully who got a bit to hands on in his bullying would be found a few days later in a gutter somewhere and the only way they are able to recognise him is through his dental records.
  • After a while your bullying will stop because while no one can directly link you to the disappearances people tend to understand that its usually people who are mean to you that goes missing.
  • Thats one solution to to your problem solved yes but there are other more delicate things that murder cant solve.
  • All that teasing would have likely ended up in you feeling upset and sad about your appearance or the way you like to dress which brings you down even further.
  • And while he is not good at comfort in any sense of the word he does try his best to cheer you up.
  • Though his means usually end up with you in his lap, dress skirts up about your waist while he tells you how pretty you look in dresses.
  • He will croon sweet pet names in your ear calling you his pretty/handsome boy.
  • Making sure to smooth out your dress and trace every part of you through the fabric commenting on how well it suits you.
  • He may even bring you new pretty dresses to wear though where he gets the is a mystery.
  • Insisting on you wearing them as often as you can, especially when you come to visit him.
  • In the end he will be supportive in the only way he knows how, through violence and heavy petting coupled with praise.

Sorry its not very long I tried my best to cover him comforting as well as straight up murdering the bullies since thats his solution to most things. I didn’t know if you wanted me to add some more NSFW aspects to the list which I can revisit at a later date if thats what you would like. I hope that it was okay though ^.^’

Oh, Scrooge.

I’m currently re-reading A Christmas Carol for the thousandth time. (For… reasons.)

No matter how many times I read it, I always always forget my favourite bit… which is at the end, where Scrooge is smacked off his tits on the inverse of existential dread, and realises how much he’s always fucking loved his door knocker.

From the actual story:

“I shall love it, as long as I live!” cried Scrooge, patting it with his hand. “I scarcely ever looked at it before. What an honest expression it has in its face! It’s a wonderful knocker! – and here’s the Turkey! Hallo! Whoop! How are you! Merry Christmas!”

It was a Turkey!



knoeggi  asked:

You just make sure you get the rest you need fameroni, y'all need to catch some Zs, eat some hot chicken soup and stay in bed chillin (not literally, make it fuckin warm in there and sweat those nasty nasty viruses out)! Wishing you the best!!! Hope you'll recover fast and furious 😭

fast and furious is never how i go i always end up recovering 99% and then spend like 1-2 weeks just drippin with sno t its gross its like my nose is ready to fALL OFF

gdskndsgds cries tHANK YOU DUDE !! ! 👌❤️

Shout-out to girls with hijab that doesn’t look like they belong on the street style blogs, shout-out to girls with hijab that are not fashionistas, shout-out to girls with hijab that doesn’t have strong eyeliner game, shout-out to girls with hijab that doesn’t wear any makeup, shout-out to plus sized girls with hijab that feels like no hijab suits your face shape, shout-out to girls with hijab that gets catcalled on the street despite the coverings, shout-out to girls with hijab that have to remove so many pins when they’re shopping for clothes, shout-out to girls with hijab that are having a bad hijab day where everything is wrong and you feel like you just look plain messy, y'all look beautiful today. Thanks.


Siblings don’t always agree on things, Madam Director.

quick sketch comic that got way way out of hand but listen a lost decade would be a messy thing to sort out blame-wise i think


Sick Viktor | Pt. 6 Mama Yuuri edition
pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3 | pt. 4 | pt. 5


Sebastian Stan behind the scenes of Captain America: Civil War (2016)

“summer storms always felt like coming home”

lovely tonberriesandcream commissioned me to draw this scene from an absolutely stunning fic called running on air, which is 75k of beautifully written slow burn with long road trips across the country, muggle cars, unusual career choices, flower fields and starry skies, time turners and memories stored in tiny glass vials

believe me, you really want to read it

okay but taako and lup only achieving a sense of identity after joining the IPRE

taako and lup are identical, even going so far as having the same haircut and let people tell them apart by colour coordinating themselves, taako wears one colour, lup wears another - except they’re constantly swapping and pretending to be each other. if taako doesn’t want to go to class, lup will put on his outfit. If lup doesn’t want to talk to someone she’ll tell them she’s taako and that she’ll “tell lup they were looking for her.”

no one ever truly gets to know them, never gets close, because they don’t let them - they seem distant to people they’ve sometimes had lengthy conversations with because that was with the other twin. its fun and isolating and assures they’ll never get hurt because the only person they’ve let get close is their brother/sister, the only person they’ll ever trust to watch their back.

It changes with magnus who always makes an attempt to guess who is who, something not many people - not even their aunt - did very often. After a while he’s right every time and they start lying about which one they are in an attempt to stop magnus from getting too close - it fails because he finds them both equally as interesting as the other and isn’t deterred when he learns he’s talking to the “other twin”. It isn’t until taako is leaving class one day in a bad mood and magnus catches up with him that he realises maybe things are changing. Magnus tries to start a conversation with taako, who lies and says he’s lup before trying to leave, then magnus laughs and says ‘sure taako, whatever you say’, he’s the first person to ever be able to tell them apart.

then barry, then lucretia, then merle, then davenport.

It gets to the point where it starts stressing them out, how could they tell them apart?? no one had ever been able to do that, not even their family. They sit down with the team and ask, confused and more than a little vulnerable. The team smile and say that even though they’re inseparable they’re still two different people, they all like them both for different reasons and maybe they should try exploring those different reasons. Merle laughs and says ‘your voices are different, idiots.’

They start to make changes though, the first time they all see each other again after that meeting their clothes are totally different from each other, taako has his hair tied back and is wearing a large hat, lup has braids and lots of jewellery. No one points it out, they just smile and greet them. After that they grow more independent of each other, occasionally switching places (they went as each other for halloween once) but thanks to their new family they realised that maybe letting others get close, letting them know the real lup and taako, might not be too bad.

Ways to ensure you’ll have a productive study session

1. Turn off your phone, and either put it in your desk drawer or in an old pencil case and put that in a different room. Don’t just leave it face down next to you, or turn off do not disturb, just bloody do it I promise you’re not missing out on anything.

2. If you’re revising for a long time, studying without some sort of background music or ambience tends to make you antsy. So if you’re into music, check out the Imitation Game soundtrack on both youtube and spotify, the Theory of Everything Soundtrack, the Harry Potter Soundtrack, Electronic Concentration on Spotify and on Youtube. If you’re not into music, head to and find your hogwarts house common room one, and

3. If you’re using your laptop, grab a sticky note and scribble down the main three things you absolutely need to get done during that study session and stick it next to your keyboard so you’re constantly reminded of the fact that you should be doing work. 4. Strongly separate your work time and your chill out time. Figure out how long you can stay focused, and take a break that is lowkey productive and most importantly has its own cutoff point. For example, working out for 15 minutes is a good break because not only are you taking care of your body but the workout will end at some point, especially if you follow along a workout on YouTube or something. And once it’s ended, you’re more likely to actually go back to work.

Sense8 | All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet

At least we know the name of the restaurant.


So anyway in case there still are bakushima fans that aren’t reading acceptance and denial by @kisecchinosedai do a thing and go read it I’m in love with that fic