this isn't what i hoped for

teenytabris  asked:

Are you still doing Dragon age prompts? Do you have it in you for some Anders/Karl???

I do!! or at least I’m trying rly hard!!

I wanted to go somewhere unexpected and thought, “what if saving Karl was an option?”

Anders brings him to his clinic, but there’s nothing to heal apart from a few paper cuts on Karl’s fingers. Anders heals those nonetheless.

Karl wavers somewhere between tranquility and reality; all confusion and shaking hands. Anders figures that if he keeps Justice close enough to the surface, he should be able to touch Karl’s mind as well, however far away that might be.

So that’s how they are, one lacking, one overflowing. They balance each other out, and Anders can’t say it works perfectly, but then again, what does?

Sometimes Anders lets Hawke drag him out of his clinic, but he always returns swiftly; it breaks his heart every time to find Karl in that same empty-eyed state. Sometimes it’s easier to draw him back, sometimes harder, but Anders draws him close every time anyway, holding his gaze as Justice rumbles beneath his skin, blue and bright, and Karl blinks and says, “Anders.”

“I’m here,” Anders replies. His voice doesn’t crack anymore.

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It was getting too long, I had to cut it, I’ll make 2 more parts on the Art tips!!

Have a super good day!! Hope it helps~~

*** Flipping your canvas on traditional media:  Look at your painting in the mirror, or turn your paper and put it against a light, to see the reverse image or take a pic of your drawing with your phone, and in the pic editor, just flip it~~

// part 1 // part 2 // part 3 //

  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
  • * * *
  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fandom: OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING YOU HAVE EVER GRANTED US WITH, WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE, OMG, I NEED A SEQUEL IMMEDIATELY, PLEASE. WHAT THE. I'M NOT EVEN WORTHY. *kudosrebloglikereccomment*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*
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Now let’s go to sleep, I have a feeling I’ll be late for school tomorrow…

(spoiler alert, she couldn’t even sleep, she squealed in her bed until her alarm went off… and so did he) 

it took me…. so long…… to finish this….. it wasn’t supposed to get this long, holy shit……….

ANYWAY, ANON WHO REQUESTED A REVEAL, I hope you like this… I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for but it’s what i could do. also please pretend you can’t notice i had no idea what i was doing 

EDIT: the text is a bit hard to read, so I wrote it down under the cut: 

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anonymous asked:

Has anyone tried to steal Sakunami?

there’s been some… unexpected difficulties

Musicals By Their Best Insults
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b>Phantom of the Opera:</b> "Carlotta must be taught to act, not her normal trick of strutting round the stage. Our Don Juan must lose some weight- it's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age. And my managers must learn that their place is in an office, not the arts."<p/><b>Les Misérables:</b> "Master of the house? Isn't worth my spit! Comforter, philosopher and lifelong shit! Cunning little brain, regular Voltaire. Thinks he's quite a lover but there's not much there What a cruel trick of nature landed me with such a louse God knows how I've lasted living with this bastard in the house!"<p/><b>Wicked:</b> "I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, too. I hope you're proud how you would grovel in submission to feed your own ambition!"<p/><b>Hamilton:</b> "Sittin’ there useless as two shits. Hey, turn around, bend over, I’ll show you where my shoe fits!" & "SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER!<p/><b>Heathers:</b> (<i>this entire musical is an insult</i>) "Freak! Slut! Burnout! Bug-eyes! Poser! Lard-ass!" & "SHUT UP HEATHER!"<p/><b>Love Never Dies:</b> (<i>this entire musical is an insult to humanity</i>) "Look at you, deep in debt. Stinking drunk, pitiful [...] Look at you, foul as sin. Hideous, horrible." & "Beauty sometimes goes unseen. We can't all be like Christine."<p/><b>Grease:</b> "Look at me, I'm Sandra Dee. Lousy with virginity. Won't go to bed 'til I'm legally wed. I can't; I'm Sandra Dee"<p/></p>
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Evidence of homophobia in the Shadowhunters society (both direct or through the effect it had on alec) - requested by anonymous

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may (listen to on spotify)

i. hard times, paramore; ii. temperamental love, bridgit mendler feat. devontee; iii. now or never, halsey; iv. liability, lorde; v. call me out, sarah close; vi. life of the party, all time low; vii. andromeda, gorillaz feat. d.r.a.m.; viii. young and menace, fall out boy; ix. lover’s lies, naomi scott; x. palace, hayley kiyoko; xi. can’t bring this down, bridgit mendler feat. pell

there is a difference between being worried about jackson because he’s feeling down because you don’t want him to be hurt and wanting jackson not to be sad because you usually see him happy and you want him to entertain you and be one dimensional!!!!

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So, if anyone remembers this work in progress i posted two weeks ago, here’s the finished product! (Bonus details under the cut ^-^)

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Back on Earth Headcanons 1 (Eiffel & Minkowski)
  • The first time Minkowski cries back on Earth, it is at a supermarket self-checkout. The voice sounded like Hera for a second. She doesn’t tell Eiffel this.
  • Eiffel can’t stand small spaces. They make him think too much about all those days in the shuttle, with only the voices in his head for company. 
  • Minkowski hates looking at the stars. If she has to go out on clear nights, she keeps her eyes down on the pavement
  • Minkowski calls Eiffel Doug, which initially unnerves him. He continues to call her Commander. After a while, she stops correcting him.
  • Eiffel learns sign language. He dials Kate’s number but isn’t able to find the courage to speak to her. He writes letters to Anne that he never send
  • Minkowski finds Eiffel a therapist but refuses to go to one herself. She spends a lot of time insisting to Eiffel that she is fine
  • She keeps her own death certificate on the wall of her office
  • Eiffel can’t stop calling Siri Hera
  • He gets Hera’s name tattooed on his right wrist in binary code
  • Eiffel binges Netflix. He is keen to catch up on all the pop culture he’s missed, but he finds it difficult to watch anything set in space and films featuring artificial intelligence make him want to cry.
  • Minkowski dreams of alarm sirens and wakes up shouting “Hera? What’s going on?”
  • He buys endless wigs because his hair never properly grew back from all the cryo-freezing. None of them are in natural hair colours. He likes to carry several round with him and change them mid-conversation. Minkowski will look away for a second and suddenly his hair is blue, wasn’t it pink before?
  • Eiffel worries about his health all the time, but is freaked out by doctors and hospitals. He tries to go for a check-up, but the flashbacks of Hilbert are too much. He googles symptoms a lot, but WebMD isn’t very helpful on the subject of ‘Is there still a lethal retrovirus in my body?’
  • Minkowski starts writing musicals again. She talks to Eiffel about her ideas and he does his best not to laugh.
  • She had hoped that being back on earth would mean she devoted less of her energy to worrying about Douglas Eiffel. This is not the case. She checks up on him at least 6 times a day.
  • Eiffel sets his ringtone for calls and texts from Minkowski to a noise similar to the Comms buzzer on the Hephaestus
  • He calls Minkowski when he feels himself on the verge of a relapse. No matter where she is or what time it is, she will get to him as quickly as possible, give him a talking-to and take the bottle from his hand
  • He can’t get out of the habit of talking to himself. He starts a podcast that is basically just him ranting about films and television. It has 21 positive reviews on iTunes but 19 of those are secretly Minkowski with fake accounts
  • Together they burn their copies of Pryce and Carter and their Goddard Futuristics uniforms on a bonfire. It is Eiffel’s idea, but Minkowski is incredibly grateful that he suggested it.

Anonymous asked: How’d the boys react if they got turned into a small cute animal and spent the entire time they were in that form in their s/o’s arms, pressed firmly against their sizeable bust? I feel like Noct would take advantage of those lovely warm pillows and take a nap.

You guys don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for an excuse to use these pictures jsdhfcndjd


It’s endlessly entertaining that, upon being hit with a rogue spell, Gladio turned into the smallest, least dangerous dog imaginable. The boys find it hilarious to watch him chase after you with his stubby little legs. But small as he is, he tires fairly quickly. You take pity on him and pick him up after a while. He sees this as an opening to hide his face in your cleavage, tail wagging a mile a minute. You want to be mad, but one look at his face and all you can do is hold him closer.

You hardly notice a change when Prompto gets hit with a spell and turned into a puppy. He’s just as adorable, just as excitable, still has freckles, and still wants to be with you all the time. The only difference is that now you’re carrying him around. Your arms do get tired, but you can’t resist those eyes. You don’t notice much of a difference in the way he looks at you, either.

Ignis seems to use his predicament to take a much deserved vacation. He loafs on your stomach with his head resting comfortably on your chest. Ignis purrs so loud you wonder if it’s really him making all that noise. Whenever one of the boys interrupts you two, he flops onto your bed and stares with a displeased look on his little face. Prompto gets the idea to craft him a little pair of glasses, and when Ignis turns to glare he’s crying laughing. But when he goes to sit back on your chest, he doesn’t exactly move to take them off.

Noctis does exactly what you expected him to do; he crawls onto your chest and passes out. Unlike the others, who are content to just be in your company, Noctis is a bit of a diva in this state. You can’t breathe but he doesn’t care, he’s not moving. If you talk, he chatters in his sleep as if urging you to stop. If you sneeze he panics, and you’re cursed with the pain of a tiny cat paw pressng directly onto your chest and blessed with the gift of seeing what’s essentially a magical cat launching himself across the room.

Here’s a bonus picture of Cat!Noctis warping on accident.