this one is so old but i never uploaded it

Stick With Me, Kid *Negan Series*

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Summary: Negan finds a little girl, no more than ten, amongst a car wreckage, after finding out she’s alone in the world. He takes her as his own, raising her through the apocalypse. If there’s one thing that his greatest pride but also his biggest weakness, it’s his daughter, Y/N!
Ratings/ warnings: Teen, mentions of blood and violence. I feel like, Negan as a dad is a warning.
Writers Notes: This doesn’t really have a set plot, it will follow alongside season 6 & 7, I’m unsure if I’ll make it so Carl and reader have a thing. But… I got big feels seeing Negan and Judith.

Notes: I had this idea last year, I wrote a few parts and then forgot about it. Now here I am, uploading it because I miss writing Negan! - Rosalee


Chapter One: Everybody Dies {Reader 10yrs old}


You weren’t really sure what was happening. One moment you were in your home playing with your dolls, the next your mother is picking you up and buckling you in the car seat. This had happened before, her frantic behaviour, it scared you but you were used to how anxiousness she is now. She never let you outside anymore, even living in the new community of people, she never let you out of her sight.

You peeked out of the car window and caught glimpses of the people you knew running. You also saw people that you didn’t know, dirty and grimy, attacking your friends. You frowned and your curious young eyes trained on the events before you.

“Mum, what’s happening?” Your small voice calling out to the women who was speeding out of the gates, “mum? We have to go back and help!” You plead as she continues to ignore you.

You turn your head and look out of the back window, watching as the gates faded into the background and became no more as your turned a corner. Trees and forest edge being the only scenery.

“Mum what about dad?” You asked in a rush, “we can’t leave him? What about dad? Mum.”

Your eyes welling up as she turned her head looking at you, stone cold stare but fear in her blue eyes as she looked at you. “Y/N, be quiet okay? Dad… he… was bitten okay? You know I told you what happened to people who are bitten? Right?” She glanced back at the road before you as you nodded lightly. “We can’t go back! We’re never going back, it just you and-”

“-MUM!” You yelled and pointed to the road where a man staggered out of the forest edge.

You could only watch as your mum swerved the car to avoid hitting the man. The car skidding along the road and tipping over, barrel rolling and smacking into a tree, upside down. The impact caused you to hit your head and black out for a few minutes; unaware of the potential danger around you.

You blinked your eyes open, a light thumping happening in your head as your vision is blurry. The blood rushing to your head, fast, as you’re stuck upside down.

You hear a deep, gritted growling, sounding like a frustrated animal. You blink rapidly and see, what you assume, is the man from the road trying to crawl through the windshield. Up front he looked rotten, disgusting and a grey sort of colour. Bloodshot eyes, skin flaking from his hands that outstretched trying to grab you.

Your heart thumps in your chest, tears falling from your eyes and you begin to scream. Looking to the driver’s seat and your mum isn’t there, car door open but no sign of her; panic settles in as this… man gets closer.

Over your screams for your dad or mum, you don’t hear a van pull up or the steady feet of men get out. No, all you see is the crazy man get pulled away, black boots stand over him and one slams on his back. A single gunshot is fired making you flinch, whimpering into the silence as it goes straight through his head; stopping the man growls.

The same boots along with a few others walk around the car, you whimper as a pair stop beside your window. “Boss, I think there’s someone alive in the car?” A deep, gruff voice rings out.

“Well, pull them out and let me take a look at them! It’s not rocket-science, Simon.” A smooth, clear voice comes from behind the car.

You stare wide-eyed as a man’s face appears; black moustache and grey, wiry hair, deep confused brown eyes stare at you for a moment. He opens the door, the metal scraping against the floor and he leans in, you whimper and recoil away.

“I’m gonna undo the buckle, be ready for the drop,” he tells you before pressing the buckles button and that sends you falling to the roof.

It doesn’t hurt just a little sudden, you look finally able to see him the right way up and he just gestures for you to crawl out to him. With no other choice you shuffle out of the car, standing up and looking up at the tall man; he’s wearing a khaki coloured shirt, sleeves rolled up and some jeans. He places a hand on your shoulder, moving you around the car to the back where a handful of man are stood. Waiting.

“Just a little girl,” the man holding your shoulder calls out. “Look like whoever she was with is long gone.”

You nervously look at the men. All holding some type of weapon, looking mean and tough. You heard dad and mum talking about a group, mean, biker looking group that took from settlements like where you ran from.

“What’s your name little darlin’?” A voice called out, your (E/C) eyes drift nervously to the voice.

A man with slick, dark hair and a black, leather jacket called to you. He looks mean, in the sense he’s swinging a baseball bat that has barbed wire coiled around it. But he has a kind smile, encouraging almost.

“Go on, tell him your name,” the man holding your shoulder taps lightly and you look down at your feet. Scared and afraid, terrified would be accurate.

“She’s scared, give her a minute,” the same man with the bat calls back. “Skinny Joey, check the car over and Simon bring her over here.”

You feel the slight nudge to move forward, you look up as you walk towards the man, glancing at the few others who are looking over the car. You stop a little short of him, he hands his bat to Simon, you think that’s his name, and then kneel down in front of you. He smells of smoke, leather and a distinct dirt smell, it’s not bad but different.

“Aren’t you just the cutest thing I ever did see, I haven’t seen a child this cute since, shit, before this whole mess.” He’s grinning, “I apologise for my foul mouth, now sweetie what’s your name?”

You take a few seconds and he nods in encouragement, “My mum told me not to talk to strangers.”

He laughs loudly, “That’s a good rule, but your mum isn’t here.” You look down, “And I’m only trying to help, I’m Negan, these are my men. Now you know who we are,” he grins as you look at the others all watching.

“I’m… Y/N,” you say hesitantly.

“Wanna tell me what happened? Why you’re out here all alone?” He looks at the wreckage.

You follow his eyes before looking back at him. “My mum packed me into the car, where we lived was under… attack, I think. By those… things,” you nodded to the man who was trying to get through the windshield, “she was driving fast and swerved not to hit him,” he nods solemnly.

“And she left you?” He asked and you shrugged, “woke up from that tumble and she was gone?” It wasn’t a question but you nodded. He seemed to be in deep thought as you looked at him, he looks up at Simon who gives a small sigh, nodding in agreement to whatever silent conversation they were having. “So, you’ll be coming back with us, we’ve got a good set up someone will-”

You cut him off, “I should stay here, what if… my mum left to get help?”

“Listen, kid,” Negan starts off, “that maybe true or she left you or she left to get help and died, the bad out way the good in this world. I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone,” he tilts his head.

You shake your head, “No! You don’t know for sure, she wouldn’t just leave me,” you turn and sit beside the wreckage of the car.

Negan shrugs, taking the bat from Simon and telling his men to get into the trucks and vans. He gives you one last look before driving the way you had driven, you watch as the vans turn in the opposite corner and drive off.

FEW HOURS LATER


Your dad told you stories how it gets worse at night. How to never stay outside at night, you wrapped your arms around your body and shivered from the cold. The sun was setting, getting to that time where the somewhat safeness of the day time faded. Your mum would have been back by now, if she left to get help, she wasn’t.

You felt neglected, why would she just leave you? What would possess her to just leave you. Alone with no one.

You stand up walking across the road, peeking into the forest, maybe she was stuck somewhere. Maybe she needed help! You step into the forest and begin walking, it was hard to see because of the darkness painting the sky slowly.

After a few minutes of walking you see her. Sat up against a tree, already looking just as rotten and disgusting as the man from earlier, plus people attacking where you lived. Her shirt was soaked in blood, you flinched away from the nightmare in front of you, she didn’t even look like your mum but it was her. You step back, twig snapping and your eyes darted to her.

She lazily lifted her head, making groaning sounds in the back of her throat; trying to stand up. Her noises attracted others, you could hear more faint groans, without thinking you turn and begin to run back. You squealed when one almost grabbed a hold of you, ducking and running back to the car, why? You didn’t know.

You clear the forest edge and breath heavily, yet, you smack into something. Or someone. You scream and thrash around to get out of their hold, only stopping when looking up, Negan?

“Just wanted to give you one last offer to come back with us,” he looked beyond you to the forest where you had obviously come from. “What were you doing in there?”

“Looking for my mum,” you muttered. “I found her!”

He nodded, “Well, I guess you don’t need us then, where is she?” Before he can stand up, you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him, he tenses and looks at Simon who shrugs.

“No! Don’t leave me,” you cried; the realisation of being alone and having no one falling onto you. “Their all gone now.” You cried.

“Stick with me, kid.” Negan sighs, rubbing your back reassuringly. “I’ve got you,” he stands up and hands His baseball bat to Simon before walking to the truck.

(Let me know what you think. I’m still editing, hence why things are a little off and such. I’ll get to my laptop soon (published and formatted from phone) hopefully, the tagging works on my phone, otherwise I’m sorry! My first Negan series, with reader as a child, I’m nervous!-Ro)


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LAWLESS

Summary: Despite his youth, Eren Jaeger is one of the best and most popular doctors of the Kingdom. Among those interested on his services is included a recognized criminal clan, which does not hesitate to use the youngest of the Ackerman as bait. Eren never imagined that this “harmless” girl in red dress would get him into so much trouble, turning his world upside down.


N/A: since I deleted my blog back in March, the “read more” of my old posts is not working anymore, so I decided to re-upload chapters 1 and 2 together to make things easier for anyone who’s interested.

Art by Dani ♥ the full version of Lawless’ cover is here and there’s more related fanart here - I still have to reblog everything again, so the tag will collect more beautiful things done by Dani soon. You can also read the rest of the chapters on FF.net


Chapter 1. Crimson

Mikasa crashed against the wall backwards. Despite the hit, the coldness of the bricks did little against her accumulated body heat. Today’s training had been tough, since she had to battle against the stockiest and tallest man at Kenny’s service.

Said beast was face down on the floor, knocked out. From her position she could see how the blood dropped from his broken nose. They called him Will.

“Is he dead?”

The girl shook her head slightly, without even looking at the man approaching the scene. She needed to catch her breath and calm her heart rate. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her forearm while she thought that yeah, she could have killed him. The idiot would have deserved it only for trying to be too clever.

“He should be dead, huh?” murmured the man in an expressionless tone, but Mikasa knew him well enough to perceive his simmering anger.

“The fucking pig”, Levi turned Will over easily with a foot, without any care at all, so he could check his face. Mikasa had done a good job wrecking that stupid face, the guy was going to look uglier than before. Usually when a training session ended like this, it was because the practice puppets had said something disgusting to her or tried something they shouldn’t have.

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1 Year Anniversary (+competition!)

Everyone! Today (May 15th) the blog is celebrating its 1 year birthday! So much has happened over the past year and I cannot thank you all enough for the amazing support and love you have shown for my writing; it truly means a lot. When I look back at myself a year ago, I thought this blog was something that would slowly fizzle away because no one would care about my writing. Yet I look at myself now doing daily uploads and starting to write a full length book!! It’s just insane so thank you all for allowing me to have the drive to keep this thing going. You’ve all inspired me in ways you’ll never know.

Since the blog is now a year old, I’d like to thank you all for your wonderful support by holding a little competition! Because I am a broke ass student with no way of affording to host a giveaway, I’ve got to make do with the skills I’ve got: writing. 

So, all you need to do is like and/or reblog this post and you will be entered for this little competition (must be following me ofc since it’s a special little thing for just you guys but don’t just follow and then unfollow bc that’s not fair on people who are being genuine)
1st Place: personalised imagine, moodboard and I’ll edit a video compilation of moments of any member of your choice (or possibly ship)
2nd Place: personalised imagine and moodboard
3rd Place: personalised imagine
If any of the winners are from the UK, it’s likely I’ll buy a little something kpop related to gift to you on itunes (unfortunately can only do this for the UK)

Again, thank you all for being so lovely over this past year, whether you’ve been following the blog since the beginning or you only started following me a few weeks ago. Good luck to all of you and the competition ends on July 15th at 6pm GMT. I’ll message the winners shortly after selecting and they’ll have 2 days to respond before I choose someone else.

anonymous asked:

Tv anon. Beautiful fun fact: for years rumors said Lucy Hale didn't get along with her PPL castmates cause she barely was in picture with the girls and she spent more time promoting her music and uploading photos with old friends (sounds familiar right?) They never clear this up and just said Lucy was busy with her music career. After all this years, the girls hate her so much that they even got matching tattoos lol... One more day in the office, kids.

I’ve missed you!!! I don’t follow the PLL cast tbh so I had no idea about that (I only knew about the tattoos), what surprise. Certainly a lovely fun fact, too familiar lol. I did a small research after reading this, here it is:

Lucy Hale x PLL cast feud rumours

Ashley Benson (castmate) put rumours to rest

The situation slightly more detailed…

This is them getting matching tattoos

A recent interview where they talk about the tattoos & Lucy says: “We actually like each other enough to get tattoos together” lol

Speaking about feud rumours between women, LM was a victim too a little ago but Jesy spoke on them immediately.

While all this, I found a brilliant article that everyone needs to read.

What celebrity feuds tells about how women are perceived

Here are some of my favourite parts (NOTE: is not the full article)

Susan Sarandon took to Twitter over the weekend to quash an old rumour that she’d already debunked nearly two decades ago. When she co-starred with Julia Roberts in the weepy 1998 drama Stepmom, there was chatter that the two women hated each other. So ahead of the movie’s release, the actresses addressed the rumours in Entertainment Weekly.

Now Sarandon is revisiting the rumours because they echo her FX series Feud. In the show, she plays Bette Davis to Jessica Lange’s Joan Crawford. The story takes place during the contentious filming of 1962’s What Ever Happened to Baby Jane. The actresses didn’t hide their antipathy for one another, but Ryan Murphy’s series shows that the people around them fuelled the animosity, trying to gin up controversy to get moviegoers to buy tickets. It worked.

According to Sarandon, her allegedly sour relationship with Roberts came from a similar place.

“Found out it was my PR person creating rumours,” Sarandon tweeted.

Some publicists are only bolstering the stereotypes about how women work together. Sarandon also mentioned that the No. 1 question she gets from the media is whether she and Lange get along, which is pretty shocking. Do journalists really think that female co-stars are inclined to fight?

Apparently. That sounds a lot like a recent interview with Jessica Chastain, who had a similar grievance. When she was filming The Help, she told Vanity Fair, “so many of the questions I was getting from the press was about fighting on set - ‘Was it tough to be on set with all those girls?' “

If women cat-fighting on set sells tickets, it apparently doesn’t work that way with men and women. 

The stars are strenuously trying to prove there’s no bad blood between them - and who would doubt them? But if they were both women, could they get away with that so easily?

With male co-stars, the media tends to play up the bromance to a ridiculous degree.

Catfight on the Set! Why a Juicy Feud Among Women Remains an Irresistible Hollywood Story

Some of my fav parts (NOTE: It’s not the full article either)

But what hasn’t changed a whit is the unmistakable tendency to pit women against each other—however loosely based in fact.

However, we’re not going to say that women don’t feud or that they don’t feud more than men—although the interest in lady feuds is so out-sized, who knows how many man feuds we’ve missed out on? And with regard to how much men don’t get along with each other, women tend to spar more emotionally, purposefully and/or ostentatiously—therefore word might get around more when it does happen.

Every Hollywood set, every office, every classroom, every business opportunity, every voting booth is a place that had to evolve from its beginnings as being the domain of men. Women worked their way into places of power eventually but painstakingly, so the idea that there were fewer opportunities for women and therefore a greater need to elbow each other out of the way was an unfortunate mythos that took hold eons ago.

As Ryan Murphy pointed out to E! News just last month, when asked about the infamous feud rumors regarding Lea Michele and Naya Rivera on Glee: "There were many boys on our show that didn’t get along. And you never hear about that. You never hear about that in our culture.”

But nothing burns hot for years at a time like the idea of a couple of famous women seething and furiously glancing over their shoulders behind the scenes.

So there it is kids… points that I remarked on my last post about sexism in the industry & media.

Thanks for coming through with the fun fact, TV anon. Hope to hear more from you soon.

P.S. I’m going to sleep, I’ll try to check my inbox tomorrow. Have a good night everyone.

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I haven’t been able to draw lately so I’m just uploading some of my old wips/scribbles i never finished mostly from iscribble, and SAI or pchat @_@ its mostly a gio x mista log ( I really like mista x gio too but really to me they are reversible at this point..) I try to draw one everyday and accumulate but most of them I really end up hating … and most i never finish due to that… LOL I wil try to finish the SAI one @_@ but i keep putting that one off… laugh at that hand that I never finished (i cropped out like half the pic cuz its like nothing there oops!;

i also really love caesar with joseph! I was really obsessed with them and always wanted to do a more cartoonish style for the fun of it (never got to colour it though since no time;;) Ah Thanks for looking and I will try to upload when I can.. ^p^!!! 

If anyone has giomis stuff please show me or talk to me. I’m seriously obsessed with them so hard LOL;; save me;;;

Utaite Quotes Round 3

un:c at 8:03 AM : Going to sleep ( ՞ٹ՞)
un:c at 7:57 PM : Wait. It’s night?

KK: I’ve learned not to fear the crows around dumpsters, and their sounds don’t bother me anymore.
Eve: Can you talk to them?
KK: Caw~
Eve: hahahah…… (dammit, I gotta do something about this bastard fast)
(* parody of Light’s line in Death Note)

Mafumafu: Soraru san resembles a snowman for some reason.
Soraru: I don’t know….
Mafumauf: You know, with the muffler and all!

Mafumafu: I’ve lost interest in women after I met Soraru san.

Interveiwer: What do you think about Touyu san?
Amatsuki: Going out to eat with him makes me happy. We can stroke our bellies and be happy.

Fan: What do you want to do if you can become a magical boy(mahoushounen)?
Kogeinu: I want to fight with my followers.

Samuraiman: It’s okay….. I practiced handle steering for one hour yesterday in the bathroom with my bowl, today’s driving will be fine!

Itou Kashitarou: I can’t forgive you… Amatsuki-!! Buy me ramen!!
Itou Kashitarou: I know now. My attacks are meaningless to you, Amatsuki. I’ll act more mature.
Amatsuki: Eh wat

(At three in the morning on twitter)
Han: Haa….. I want your ass so hard….
TMDC: No… not that…..
Han: Ha….. no… accept me…
TMDC: Ah hyung….. (=neesan in japanese, kinda means brother)

Amatsuki: Kogeinu san, your name can also be read as Kogeken, so why don’t you write your name as コゲ犬(kanji)-こげいぬ(kana)- too?
(* Amatsuki writes his name as Amatsuki(kanji)-amatsuki(kana)-, because his name can also be read in many other ways such as tengetsu. the kana between the hyphens dictate how to read the kanji.)
Kogeinu: Somebody take him to the hospital

Fan: Work lol
Glutamine: No lol

Amatsuki: This is our first collab!
un:c: I like health and sex ed.
Amatsuki: I liked how we shouted together at the end!
un:c : I like health and sex ed.
Amatsuki: Please enjoy!
un:c: health and sex ed
Amatsuki: I don’t care anymore….
(Lost one’s weeping upload comment)

Soraru: Amatsuki offered to bath together and I refused, and I think he got grumpy.
Amatsuki: This is not what it sounds like
(* In asia it’s okay for same-sex people to bath together, See the Conan show korean spa clip for an idea…)

Soraru: Anyone who is cute, kind, good with kids, committed, hard-working and good at cooking and cute is good, so will said person go out with me

Yuuto: A 31 year old man sings the song of an 18 year old boy w
(Lost Time Memory upload comment)

Itou Kashitarou: I thought the only reason I would appear on the news would be when I do something illegal and become a convict, but then I realized that I would never have the guts to do so.
(After the info for his one man live came up on yahoo news)

DC: My followers are decreasing, but I’m hoping that all the people that are left are pretty girls. One can dream.
Fan: I’m a guy.
DC: Uh, sorry…

S!N: Hashiyan san, I’m not familiar with baseball, so maybe I could go watch a game with a high school girl.
Hashiyan: Police officer, come get this guy.

Underbar: For some reason Animal Crossing is getting popular. I’ve gotten it a while ago. I paid off my debts and played a little while, but nobody visited me so I got lonely and sold it off.

Akatin: While I was asking Mafumafu to work on my songs, I touched his bu- no, it’s nothing.

Fan: Dasoku san! I left my house keys at my house by mistake! What do I do?
Dasoku: Move

Itou Kashitarou: Hashiyan san, did you have a good night? I didn’t, because Amatsuki was talking in his sleep all night.
Amatsuki: Idiiiooot Idiiiioooooot! I’m hungry, let’s go eat
Aho no Sakata: I'mhungryI'mhungryI'mhungryI'mhungry
(Saint Smiley 2GS members on their trip together, via twitter)

Itou Kashitarou: The world is much more kinder than I thought! I’ve been hiding my eyes and crouching, but the world is nothing to be afraid of….? Wait…. I’m Mary? (Kagerou Project reference)

Soraru: Can I pay my delusion tax and become a pretty girl with big boobs
(Delusion Tax upload comment)

Fan: Can I go to your live performance alone?
Itou Kashitarou: I was alone most of my life anyways! Please come!

Michan: Like this, goodbyes always come suddenly…….Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Help meeeeeeeee
(Tweet after he dropped his phone into water)

Fan: Have you ever been hurt because of love?
Itou Kashitarou: Never. I’ve never fallen in love in the first place.
Itou Kashitarou: Kekekeke.

luz: When I met up with Mafu kun and Uratan, they had the same hats and I went Eh (lets imagination go wild).
Mafumafu: Not only hats, but our shoes were the same color too.

Amatsuki: I had some time so I went to Mafu kun’s house with Kony to give him a birthday cake! It’s not his birthday or anything by the way!
Mafumafu: Seriously what the heck, the bell was ringing so I got the door and I got my birthday celebrated.

Itou Kashitarou: I read that putting salt in your bath helps you relax. So I put in this. (picture of “Magic salt Spice&herb) The basil clogged my pipes.
Itou Kashitarou: Oh well, happy lunar new year for the chinese people out there! Everyone, have a year full of happiness! Even though my bath is full of basil…
Itou Kashitarou: I’m staring closely at the floating basil…. They won’t flow!!
Itou kashitarou: Well, at least I could tell everyone not to use magic salt in your bath….
Hashiyan: Everyone is telling me not to put edible salt in my bath, but nobody does that, not even in comedy shows.

Itou Kashitarou: I just updated my blog about the relation between pancakes and ramen.

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Back in 2012 when I was first getting into hs fandom, those big lyricstucks were starting to get super popular and I tried to make one too, for erifef. I never finished it, but I still really like some of the panels, so I thought i should at least upload for completion. 

Attention:  BETA Wanted

So I’ve never used a beta before, but after looking over my old fics, I’ve realized I might need one.  I seem to glaze over grammatical errors and such and although that’s an easy fix and I could just do it myself, I’d really like a second opinion on some of my stuff before I upload them, which is one of the many reasons I haven’t uploaded in forever.  I don’t know how betas work, but if anyone would be interested or knows someone who would be interested, please please please let me know and shoot me a message first explaining what a beta does and how it works and all the nitty gritty and then help me out!

Thanks y’all!

Not wanting to point at people but, this was on a wattpad story someone made.

And I’m like

Triggered 13 year old is triggered

But God, why do these kids exist? Also down at the very very bottom was #FuckNo so that’s a thing as well.

And to top it all off was the whole story was a jab at bendy.x reader stories, as all they do is.complain and never upload chapters. Just one fake oneshot and the other 50 chapters are just complaining about nsfw and shippers and ocs and the save bendy tag

UPDATE: they told me to stop and the chapter was a.‘joke’ after I.told them what is happening, and I think they removed my comment because I.can’t reply. So ‘mature’ of them. Ugh

Sorry to any of the people who subscribe to me on Ao3! I decided to post all the ficlets and oneshots I’ve written on Tumblr but never posted anywhere else, so you might be getting some emails. I’m only going to upload the three today, but starting tomorrow I’m probably going to go back and post all of those old ones. I hope the emails aren’t too inconvenient! It’ll be over soon. Haha!

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Drew these a few years ago when I first got illustrator to practice how to vector. MLP stuff I have drawn in the past is getting popular again, so decided to upload these lil gals here. You have no idea how many folders I had to go through to find the files guys. The fluttershy file has been lost in the 300 gb mess of my art folder, so had to yoink that from my DA.  Pinky I had originally drawn in a gala dress as well, but I never finished that because it just looked terrible- so 80′s cafe…thing for her. Funny enough, the Pinky Pie one is forever hanging up on a wall at my old college and the only one of these that I still like. 

Today’s reminder to be prudent about what you post on the internet

From 2008 to 2010, I blogged extensively about my experiences with a specific health condition. (I have never mentioned this health condition here and never will; this is because if you google ‘blogs about condition X’ my blog is either on or linked within the first page of results and contains a level of intimate detail I’d rather most people I interact with not be aware of. I have not deleted the archives because people email me to say they’re useful.) During this time, I connected with other girls and women who also blogged about Condition X, some of whom I am friends with to this day.  All of us blogged using pseudonyms with our blogs visible to the public (i.e. they did not require passwords and indexed by search engines). Most of us no longer update our blogs about Condition X. 

Little did we know that during 2009 a graduate student was collecting data from our blogs, and published an article in a reputable academic journal several months ago titled along the lines of “Narrativizing Condition X in Blogs,” which included long excerpted passages of my friends’ blogs. (I was not explicitly included in the analysis because I was underage at the time; I am personally acquainted with all the bloggers cited.) The first any of us knew about this was a few days ago when one of the women received a google alert on her old pseudonym because some other researcher uploaded the article’s bibliography; she then emailed a bunch of old Condition X bloggers to let us know and also find someone with journal access so we could read it. The graduate student never contacted any of the women whose blog posts he analyzed, or even leave comments as he was reading the blogs, and writes as much in the methods portion of his paper. 

While most of the women realize that the researcher’s actions were not unethical in the strictest sense due to the blogs’ public nature and don’t feel threatened, they/we would have appreciated at least an email and an opportunity to comment on the article prior to its publication. 

One woman is rather more disturbed because she deleted her blog off the internet in 2011 and one of her entries is reproduced in its entirety. 

I personally am disturbed that the researcher thought it was sufficient to apply the bare minimum of ethical standards in a context where one of the topics we frequently discussed in blog entries was our feelings of neglect or exploitation resulting in distrust of medical institutions. If you’re gonna deal with a subject like that, delicacy and compassion are needed. My friends and I feel like zoo animals.

tl;dr: even if you delete your shit some academic might already have it saved in a draft for a paper and you might never find out about it

anonymous asked:

Hey, i read the ask where this one person said you did humanized warriors fanart, and i was wondering under what tag is it, cuz i couldn't seem to find it. Thanks!

Cough, sorry I never uploaded them to tumblr, it’s so many years ago, I drew them before I even created highoncatmint. You can have the dA link tho if you want to have a look:

http://annmy.deviantart.com/art/Graypaw-shut-up-344216588 ^^

anonymous asked:

I've seen you get/find a lot of old magazines and stuff so I wanted to ask you if you have any idea where I can find Gwen's dans le coulisses? I believe it was never officially released so it's rare but I really want to watch it

There are SOOOOO many things I don’t have, by virtue of expense and the short time I’ve been a fan, unfortunately, to be perfectly honest. 

As for that, I don’t have it, but I’ll buy it and upload it for you. In the meantime, here’s part one in fairly poor quality on Daily Motion:

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xdxla9

anonymous asked:

Yes, and another great thing about it is that people who read it might fall in love with your fave character and then create content as well :D Heh, I never uploaded much Mihawk stuff and the things I posted are in German cause English is not my first language :D and well, I'm in a kinda mihawky mood lately, so maybe I'll rewrite some of my stuff in English one day :D

That would be great! Hmu if you do, I can give your fic a boost. English is not my first language either, and sometimes I look at my old writing and it’s like… that’s not english *sweats* Like translating finnish idioms into english just without thinking etc etc. It’s funny to look at afterwards, though :’D

I really love Mihawk’s relationship with his dorky ghost girl daughter and dorkier swordsman son, I would love to know more about the time Zoro spent with them. I’m definitely looking forward to seeing him again in the manga!

Best Day of Your Life

superavengelocker : Hi! Sorry to add to your probably long queue of requests but I was wondering if you could write one where you are a new YouTuber and it’s not going too well. You’re not gaining a lot of subscribers blah blah. Then you get a random message from danisnotonfire saying he loves your YouTube channel and would like to do a video with you? 🙏 sorry I always feel rude requesting. Love your blog btw. Especially the teacher one xx

You should never feel rude sending a request! I really appreciate each one I get and feel terrible about the ones I haven’t been able to do yet. Thank-you so much for reading my writing and I’m sorry this isn’t so good.. I’ve writing it while baby sitting a 5yr old. Please let me know what you think and I hope you have a wonderful day/night xxoo
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You never expected to become a famous youtuber, but a few more views and subscribers couldn’t hurt?
You had started making videos for your channel 4 months ago and did your best to upload at least twice a week, and with all the editing you didn’t have much spare time on your hands.

Why didn’t you just give up? Because you still had the 86 subscribers who you appreciate more than anything else you had achieved in your life, and when you considered stopping, they would beg you to continue and upload more.

You set up your camera and began the intro for your video, you were mid sentence when your computer chimed, letting you know the you had received a new message in your inbox. You groaned at the fact that you hadn’t muted it as you pressed stop on the camera. You waked over, taken a seat before clicking on your inbox.

Your heart beat sped up and eyes went wide as you saw who the message was from… Danisnotonfire.
You clicked on his name with a shaky hand and watched as the message loaded.

Danisnotonfire:

Hello Y/n, How are you?

I just wanted to say that I absolutely love your channel! You videos are so well edited and always so captivating. It’s unfortunate that you don’t have more viewers, you really do deserve it.

Oh, I should probably say that I’m also a youtuber. I’m not sure if you are aware of my channel or if you’re a subscriber yourself. Anyway, the purpose of this message was to let you know that I love your channel and to see if you were interested in doing a collaboration? It would mean a lot to me and I think we would work well together.. as in like.. making a good video..

Im going to shut up now before I say something too weird, but please message me back and let me know if you are interested.

- Dan Howell

How do you breath again? Thee Dan Howell wanted to make a video with you?! You couldn’t help but giggle a bit at the awkwardness of the message and that he thinks that you might not know who he is.

You spent the next 15 minute trying to think of a reply… Of course you wanted to make a video with him but how do you say it without seeming desperate? After deleting at least 10 replies, you settled on the most simple.

You:

Hi Dan! I’m great thanks, how are you?

Thank-you so much for watching my videos! I cannot explain how happy that makes me. And of course I know of the internet cult leader, and yes I am subscribed :)

I would absolutely love to do a video with you, that would be a wonderful experience. If you are still interested, let me know when and where (If you would like to, we could film it at my place).

Y/N

Dan had replied almost instantly, and you both arranged to film at your apartment the very next day and you both decided on what you were going to do for the video.

Sleep seemed impossible that night as you thought over the day. You still couldn’t believe that danisnotonfire, Dan Howell, Had messaged you. Not only that, but he would be in the same room as you tomorrow.. your room!

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You woke up early, excitement tingling through your body as you planned out the day in your head. You cleaned the house, making sure it was presentable for your special guest. You showered, changed and got ready, and apparently just in time as there was a knock at the front door.

THIS IS IT

You jogged to the door, making sure you looked okay before slowly opening it.
Standing there was the man himself, dressed in all black and body towering over your own.

“Hi” He greets with a smile on his face.

“Hey, uh. Come on in” You say as you hold the door right open and welcome him.

You both end up talking for an hour over coffee before heading to your room to film. The talk made everything less awkward as you found out more about each other and common interests and opinions.

You both sat on the edge of your bed as Dan set up his camera and began to film.

“Hey internet..”

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You had both finished filming and spent the afternoon together laughing, teasing and editing the videos.

“Are you ready?” Dan questioned as both of you hovered your fingers over the upload buttons, ready to do it at the same time.

“Ready” you replied with a smile. You both clicked on the button and shut your computers.

“So y/n… I was wondering if you wanted to go get dinner or something tonight? I’ve just… Had a really good day and don’t want it to end yet…” Dan questioned, making your cheeks blush like crazy.

“Of course… I would love that” you reply with a smile on your face.

You both organised where you would go and packed all your stuff away. You couldn’t help but check the comments and views of the new videos before you left.

Your eyes widened and a gasp left your lips as you saw how many new subscribers you had. From 86 subscribers to
190,046. You a tear running down your cheek as you became over whelmed. You did the only thing you could think of, jumping up and running to Dan, instantly wrapping your arms around him.

He let out a content laugh as he loved seeing how happy you currently were.

“Thank-you Dan. This is all thanks to you” you whisper.

“It’s not a problem y/n, now how about we go get that dinner” he replies, wiping the tear from your cheek and taking your hand as he leads you out of the apartment.

Now this was the best day of your life.