this might be the last for a while

anonymous asked:

wait can you elaborate on the thrift store ritual? i need to find a suit for a cosplay in the next two weeks

Okay, so I start with this evocation that I wrote kind of a joke. I either reblog it or repeat it in my head or actually say it if I’m feeling frisky.  I’ll take a big swig of whatever I’m drinking then. “To ask good  fortune, We drink to your might”

When we get to the thrift store, I’ll stomp my feet as soon as we get out of the car to scare any bad luck away. 

While I’m at the store, I’ll repeat the last four lines or so in my head because that’s the part I remember the best, over and over again so that it’s kind of like background noise. 

After checkout, I keep the tags. There’s a godform in my wobbly pantheon that is, among other things, “The God of Found Objects.” I leave at least one of the tags at his shrine for a few days as kind of a ‘look what I found!’ 


And that’s the ritual. Nothing really too complicated. It’s silly, but listen: I’m very silly. I have found so many awesome things. 

Honestly one of the reasons why I love the Throne of Glass series by Sarah J Maas is Aelin’s numerous boyfriends. Growing up as a teen while reading this was extremely mind opening. It really connected with the real world in the sense that the first person you love might not be your last. A dream that’s constantly played in all Disney movie tropes. That true love is made from a single look.

Instead we follow a young girl that’s pushed through humiliating and brutal trials. Watching as they change her and morph her thinking. Each lover representing a different time of her life and almost a completely different type of Aelin/Cealena. Even so her true mate turns out to be someone she originally hated. This gave me the impression that the strongest couples first evolve from friendships. Sure, not all close couples do, but having that strong relationship and “best friend” level of trust is extremely important. Seeing the Aelin and her mate work together as friends was really helpful.

It helped me see that you need to look at a person for their values and mind and ability to make you laugh over anything else especially over physical appearance. And to give everyone a chance, because everyone is capable of love and deserves to love and be loved.

So thank you Sarah, for letting Aelin fall in love and out of love and make mistakes and not always be the toughest girl out there. And to know that that is okay. That that is perfectly normal.

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I wonder where Hirako and the garden kids are! It’s been a while since the last time we’ve seen them in :re. They used to be a protective figure for Kaneki. I remember before the last arc started, Yusa was like “We wanna be with you Kaneki”. I’m sure they know about the current mess Furuta has created for ghouls and the Counter measure acts violaters but it seems they’re taking actions in a different ward from where :re is. I might be wrong about it but I’m just wondering why they don’t show up much in the cafe!

RFA and V and Saeran on their first date with MC

(AN: Sorry for not posting more art than writing this last while. I’ve been having fun drawing stuff for Mystic Messenger, and I haven’t gotten any requests or anything and sometimes I struggle with coming up with non-self-indulgent ideas for stuff ;; I would really love some requests, and I am also (at the time this is posted) trying out match-ups if anyone wants one ^^ The characters might be a bit OOC in this because, as I always remind y’all, I’m only half way through my second route so I don’t know the characters all that well yet really. This is just a little thing I kinda wanted to write ^^. Hope it’s alright!)

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hiatus

OK so. I’m going to go on a ‘hiatus’ of sorts in the sense that I won’t be active on my blog but my queue should be able to sustain my blog while I’m gone. 

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I was tagged by @elicedraws

Last song I’ve listened to: Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) -I may have done a Heathers marathon this afternoon while drawing.

My home screen picture is ugh, Destiel, for some inexplicable reason.

My lock screen picture is two 50s lesbians because what’s better than 50s lesbians? (I might have gotten the wrong decade, but that’s definitely afterwar.)

And the last one is *sighs* me, and I’ve been lucky, because I usually send my friends the strangest selfies (for example, the one just after this one was me with psycho eyes waving a spoon in a romantic dark light.) And I look awful and my eyebrows game was, is and never will be on point, and I kind of have bags under my eyes? Whatever.

I tag @chirrutimvve, @helianthus21 and @semi-artimatic, who for some reason follow me.

Well

in case you were wondering why I seemed to have dropped off the face of the earth again, it’s because the tower to my mom’s computer blew. which might not seem like a problem to me, but she has a social media life too, and so guess what? she has to use my computer until she gets a new one and/or a new tower. yeah. I’ve been trying to keep up with all of you in between school, work, and Mom using my computer, but it’s been tough. actually, I might have to say that I might not be as active, anyway. I mean, I’m still gonna try to be active enough to post something every day and keep up with the things that you’re posting, but I’m continuing my college classes this summer, and while my particular classes only last half of the semester, they’re gonna take all day, so I won’t get around to getting online until the late afternoon/evening. and when fall semester starts, I’ll be going full-time, so I’ll be there pretty much all day then too. also, there’s a little raptor rehabilitation program the biology teacher does on campus, and I just started helping out with that last week (I got a really close look at a Cooper’s Hawk and it was amazing!!), so if I keep doing that it’ll take up some more time too. and honestly, it kind of feels like I’m actually getting a life. not that I don’t appreciate my Internet life, but I feel like my future is finally coming into place kinda sorta. but I’m definitely not going anywhere just yet, and when I get my computer back to myself again, it’ll hopefully be no more semi-hiatuses for me! :D

Welp!

I was up till 3am last night making covers for the 3 ‘acts’ of my webcomic, so if that’s not an indication that i might actually get the ball rolling on this thing, I dunno what is.

Edit: Honestly, they’re not even that impressive but it just feels good to lose track of time while drawing.

ML Angst Week: Day 7: Free day / AU

WARNING: Okay, so I’ve hesitated a lot before posting this one.Please remember that this is a drabble, so I wasn’t able to go in depth into Adrien’s motives (not sure I could handle it anyway.) Major Character(s) Death ahead. Don’t read if this makes you uncomfortable. AU where Marinette’s heart failed her while giving birth. Potential triggers ahead, including death at childbirth and child abandon.

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So one of the things I love about watching Star Wars: A New Hope after having watched all the other Star Wars movies is how… well… how normal Luke’s upbringing appears to have been.

It’s not just that he was loved. It’s clear that Breha and Bail Organa loved Leia immensely. But she was a princess functionally from birth, and then became a senator at–what? eighteen, nineteen, twenty? Something like that. She was much loved and much trusted, obviously, but her upbringing must have been… “unusual” would be putting it mildly. As a teenager she was learning statecraft and politics–and deception.

And their mother must have been the same way, queen from such a young age, raised and trained to rule. And their father–loved, yes, deeply, and I have no doubt that his mother did her best to protect Anakin from the worst parts of slavery–but he was still a slave, as was she, and there was only so much they could do.

But Luke! Luke got the gift of a perfectly normal childhood. All the jokes about Luke, the whining about wanting to go to TOSCHE station to pick up some POWER CONVERTERS–the snippy teenagery conversation he has with his uncle about waiting “a whole nother year????”–the shooting womp rats in his T-16 back home–the fact that left to his own devices, at the same age that Leia is deciding THE FATE OF HER PLANET, he’s still playing with model spaceships…..

…they’re all signs that he had a normal childhood. That he’s a normal eighteen, nineteen, twenty, whatever year old. 

I mean, he grew up in a situation where it was completely safe for him to whine to his parent figures. He knew that Lars and Beru wouldn’t make him pay for his “but I wanted to go to TOSCHE STATION” or for his “I want to go to the academy THIS year” or whatever. Unlike basically every other Skywalker ever he grew up without a ton of extra pressure, without a “oh by the way you’re going to be king of [planet]” stuff, without “also you’re the Destined Future of the Jedi.” They didn’t raise a legacy, or a scion–they just raised a child. (In point of fact, that’s why Yoda almost rejects him: he’s too old, and he was raised too normal.)  And since Owen and Beru obviously knew perfectly well who and what he was, that’s actually an astonishing accomplishment. They were delivered an infant who they knew had the approximate destructive power of a nuclear device, and they still raised him as… a kid, a child, a boy who they loved with the same mixture of exasperation and devotion as any parent-figures.

He grew up as a kid, with a gruff but loving uncle and a sweet-tempered aunt, he grew up skeet-shooting womp rats and hanging out with his friends in Anchorhead when he had an excuse to go into town–and it’s clear how safe he feels with them because he does whine and moan and have fits without any apparent worry that he’s going to pay for it later. He whines and moans in the way I did at that age: in perfect confidence that while my parents might temporarily snap at me, they would never hurt me, and they would always love me. And that all they really wanted for me was to grow up safe and happy.

tl;dr: Luke Skywalker: the last of the Jedi(?) but also maybe the first of the Jedi to grow up in a normally functional childhood.

(I also really, really want to see the story in which he grieves his aunt and uncle for more than ten seconds. Perhaps I will write it.)

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I have his true friendship, and so he’s going to have mine. And as long as that is true, I cannot imagine what is possible.

A very long overdue post!! My last black pens post was more than a year old! Anyway, all pens were bought here in Brazil (unless stated otherwise) at local stationery shops (I don’t buy online).

1. Gel ink pens: 

  • Pros: they write very smoothly, the ink is really opaque
  • Cons: they might smudge (although it almost never happens to me) because they dry a little bit slower than a ballpoint pen

Pilot G-2 0.38 - This is currently my favorite pen. It has not disappointed me so far: it takes a good while for the ink to end, it’s very smooth to write and it has a comfortable grip. I bought this one at Target (USA). 

Pentel Tradio 05 - My second favorite. Again, it is smooth, the ink lasts for a long time and it is really opaque. I don’t use it all that often because I find it a bit too thick, since my handwriting is small. However, it is my go to when writing bigger or on thicker paper.

Cis Gelyx 05 - Wouldn’t recommend this one 100%, but it works fine. What I don’t like about this pen is that the ink ends really quickly. Also, the cap is missing in the picture!

Muji Gel Ink - I was a bit disappointed with it, because the tip got loose and the ink leaked out. Although I was able to fix it by screwing the end tighter, I wouldn’t really recommend it to most people, since there are better alternatives available. I bought this one at the Muji store in London. 

2. Nankin ink pens: 

  • Pros: the ink is really opaque (nankin pens are usually used by artists) and there are a lot of tip sizes available
  • Cons: they might not be as comfortable to write in, the ink doesn’t look so dark on the paper (usually more of a dark grey)

Staedtler Pigment Liner 0.1 - I used to use it in my old bullet journal, and I really liked it. The ink doesn’t end very quickly and it has a constant flow.

There are, however, 3 main brands that I’ve seen selling this kind of pen: Staedtler, Unipin and Sakura. As of quality, my opinion is: Staedtler = Unipin > Sakura. As of price, they usually are: Staedtler > Unipin > Sakura.

3. Hydrographic pens:

  • Pros: they are the easiest ones to find and the ink is opaque and has a constant flow
  • Cons: the ink doesnt’t look so dark on the paper, they might be too thick for some people

Papermate Flair UF - this one works fine for me, although it is a bit too thick, so I only used it when writing in thicker paper. I haven’t used it recently because lately I have been preferring gel ink pens.

Stabilo Point 88 - it’s not in the picture, but I have owned it previously. It bleeds through the paper more and the tip might break, but it works fine enough (again, I didn’t like it so much because it was too thick for me).

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Hello, old friend.
And here we are, you and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and were very happy. And, above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think, once we’re gone, you won’t be coming back here for a while and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that, if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait 2000 years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space.
Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.

And so it begins….

Isak has finally seen Mikael and knows now that he somehow has a connection to Sana. 

what striked me as 👀  was the fact that Isak recognised and clicked on who Mikael was just from looking at a photo of him for two seconds behind her back. 

If Mikael is only just an old buddy of Even’s that Isak saw once in a video he watched a million times 6 months ago when he was crushing on his Sunshine Boyfriend™ then he would not react so….paranoid and needy. He wouldn’t be this close to snatching the computer out of Sana’s hands and stalking Yousef himself. 

I mean would he even care….If there wasn’t more that he knows that we don’t?

He knew who he was and then he proceeded to grill Sana on how she knew him and Yousef. and Honestly this is my personal opinion but it really didn’t seem like it was in a “Oh wow he used to be buddies with my bf what a small world” way

but a “is that Mikael? how do you know Mikael Sana? what’s happening? Mikael? Mikael! GIVE ME THE ANSWERS” kind of way

I know what you’re thinking, the dude was curious. 

Okay but curious people don’t watch Sana like a hawk while the camera focuses on them (not the main character) for a solid ten seconds at the end of the clip looking worried and concerned and just doing his whole “Isak is having a silent mental breakdown right now” thing 

Literally

This is all we got for a really long time.(look ten seconds is a lot in skam world when it ain’t the main) We are meant to read the look on Isak’s face here. Because we have been inside his head we know what it means. We can still feel it. 

He looks so concerned…and I am trying to think “why would Isak be worried about Sana looking at some hottie online? He literally did the same thing last year in this exact class room with Even” 

Unless….he isn’t worried about Sana, he is worried about Even. And why? if Mikael was just Even’s best buddy and not tied to everything that went down in Bakka, why would he be worried? and like would he even know? We don’t know. 

from this clip though, I think it’s safe to say that Isak knows so much more about Mikael, Balloon Squad and Bakka then we do. 

He might not know everything. 

But he knows more than “this is my best buddy Even” He knows enough for him to be worried as hell for Even. For him to get the camera’s attention at the end while our MAIN is out of focused. 

Like okay I hate to bring this up but the last time we got someone that wasn’t the main as the camera’s focus for a reasonable amount of time in silence, it was when this shit was going down

So I truly believe we are meant to assume that so much more is going on in Isak’s head then “oh hey Mikael, how ya know him bio bro?” 

because he has the focus, and he is doing the classic Isak Panic Mode™ face we all know way too well. 

He knows something or is going to start worrying about something that is going to play a MAJOR role this season that’s for sure. 

The only question is what happened in Bakka with Mikael and Even that has him so damn worried? 

Let’s just say shit is starting to get ready to come on down yo

In the Rough

Part 1, Part 2 (you are here), part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, based on @skygemspeaks ‘s prompt


Previously: Yuuri is the prince of the country of Yutopia. His older sister, Crown Princess Mari Katsuki, is readying to ascend to the throne. Due to the stress, she has allowed her relationship with her brother to deteriorate, causing him to leave for the sake of putting less stress on her. While trekking to the neighboring country, Yuuri comes across a carriage, which is soon attacked by bandits. As reward for helping to incapacitate said bandits, neighboring Crown Prince Victor Nikiforov offers him a job as his personal bodyguard, complete, of course with the food and shelter guaranteed of a servant. Yuuri has eight months before he has to go home. Besides, he’s too awkward to refuse.

Not for the first time, Yuuri wonders how he got here. Granted, he already knows exactly how, but that doesn’t stop him from wondering when Victor drags him from the carriage the instant they reach the palace.

“Let’s go, Yuuri! The guards will let Father know that we’re back and we can talk to him after we bathe, since no one is fit to be seen after travelling.” Victor’s grip on his arm is like iron.

Yuuri looks desperately at their companions, all of whom seem to be conveniently busy with their fingernails. “Your Highness, I don’t think–”

“Call me Victor,” Victor says, turning a grin in Yuuri’s direction even as they’re moving. “You don’t need to be so formal with me. After all, we’re going to be spending a lot of time together, Yuuri!”

“Your Highness,” Yuuri says again, refusing to be put off by Victor’s odd behavior, “I don’t think it’s proper for us to bathe together. You are the crown prince, and I am a servant.”

At least, as far as Victor knows. Still, it wouldn’t be appropriate whether Yuuri was there as a prince or as a servant.

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