this person's entire blog is like

look at anything i have ever posted on my blog and tell me you think im an outgoing enough person to get out there an eat an entire ass. do i seem like that much of a go getter to you, that i would and could seek out an ass to eat and find it even if i wanted to?

anonymous asked:

Hii!! Are any of you looking for little baby witches to mentor/help guide/teach? I've recently been trying to practice, but I don't know enough to really practice. I'd really like to learn more, but I'm from a conservative town and there really aren't people here who can help me. (Im asking this anon cause I'm extremely shy and don't wanna be embarrassed if you guys say no)

I’m not entirely sure what being a mentor would entail but I would be more than happy to help out or teach any witches who are just starting out !
If you want, you can dm me on my personal blog @vanilla–weekend

-Pyre

fearismycaptor  asked:

Yeah no of course bc running an entire blog where you discuss (in a relatively private space) his talent, humor, roles you'd love to see him in, what he wears, music he listens too, and also that he turns you on is the fucking HEIGHT of objectification. No yup y'all are right. Totally. You got it. Yeah bc sexual attraction and objectification are CLEARLY always the same thing. You guys are sooo smart

right akshsjshs like i’m legit drooling over him over here because he’s so hot but he’s also a good person so it’s even worse akshsj you can think someone is hot but as soon as they show an ugly personality?? ✌🏼out lol

why do i constantly wanna change everything about myself and my surroundings

discourse tumblr was a  mistake. like the moment we decided it was acceptable to make an entire blog so u could position yourself as a moral authority instead of just…. expressing ur opinions like a normal fucking person…. that was the moment we descended into hell

Some thoughts
  • studyblrs range in age. I’ve seen 13 year olds and I’ve seen people in their late 30s. obviously, your age has a huge influence on your perspective, simply due to your experiences. 
  • studyblrs are diverse. there are so many of us from so many different backgrounds. 
  • each person has their own unique experiences and personality. what works for them may not work for you. doesn’t mean one method is better than the other. if it works, it works. 
  • most of the study tips/advice on here are posted from experience (well, they are for me anyway). the advice may seem repetitive, redundant, or counter-intuitive. doesn’t mean it didn’t work for the person posting it. 
  • your blog and your dashboard is what you want it to be. If you do not like the posts you are seeing, follow some new blogs that spark your interest. you control what you want to see. 
  • this website is a social media platform built on validation. People, myself included, want notes and followers. I’m not afraid to admit it. The whole point of this website is about notes and followers. Who doesn’t want to be acknowledged? 
  • i would assume that most people already understand that a picture does not describe the entire situation. We’ve all cropped and edited a photo for the internet before. 
  • For some people, making pretty notes may be a way to destress. I like to turn to art when I’m stressed out or anxious. I think making pretty notes or pretty journal spreads is a great form of therapy while also being productive. I mean, I could either spend 6 hours randomly painting (productive) or I could spend 6 hours taking notes and making them pretty because it relaxes me (even more productive). 
  • there is no wrong way to study. the way you study does not indicate intelligence or GPA. each person is different. . 
  • your field of study, your university, or your degree does not make you better or smarter than others. there are different kinds of intelligence. 
  • classism, racism, and ablesim are rampant in this community. let’s focus our discussions on fixing that. 
Time Out.

Hi. Jakei here. The real one.

I’m gonna delete the latest posts because this silly game is over. I learned something about this…”kind” of excersise. It was funny, but very serious as well..

Let’s get straight to the point.

In three days Underverse will have one year since I created the first animation, the pilot showing my favorite Sanses from de AUs. 

When I had the chance I tried to said all time this project started as a mistake, like a lucky moment to show people my love for art and videogames. But I learned to stop calling this story like that. Is just something that came up to my mind and made me feel more confident to do something I love with the chance to earn money with this to accomplish my goal to have my own house where I can live in peace with my only family that is my mother.

That’s my main goal. So, don’t think the rushers and haters are making me feel bad and forcing me to quit. I had to deal with real rude and evil people before, getting paid for being humillated from Mondays to Saturdays and coming back home crying because of a real stressing and miserable situation. I don’t think this is the same case here. I’m not receiving money from them. I keep with this because is a way when I can reach my goal giving love to my current job as a independent artist.

The latest posts were just for joking but I realized that some people was taking it too seriously. I’m very, very sorry for worrying you, but also I want to thank you for supporting me. Please don’t hate people who was involved into that shitpost, and don’t hate people who are really trying to hurt me. I don’t want you get hurt or having a bad time trying to defend me. 

Unlike other cases similar to this one. I learned to stop worrying about this. I prefer ignore this or even taking this with humor like I did this week for distract myself in some way due the delay of Underverse 0.3 has been a bit stressful to me because I’ll continue animating until the video is released. Stereohead Studios has also many important things to do so blaming someone is just useless and unfair.

Something that I’ve learned from other big artists that I admire with all my soul like Crayon Queen and Myebi/ Comyet… is that we have enough living hard situations in this world, in our personal lives, and the less thing we can do as recognized artists in this fandom is trying to make our blogs a nice place and spread positive feelings despite hatred and the amount of terrible asks people make to them, because we’re motivating people and teaching kindness and respect to each other.  Not for nothing exists options on this platforms to avoid those bad comments. Is a waste of time crying and messing up your entire day because two or three guys said something that could hurt you. 

Is not that hard when you’re used to it.

Those guys don’t even know you and You don’t know them. So… man… why even waste your thoughts and feelings when you can keep working on your own stuff and improving your skills? Making a space for you and your fans to laugh, to smile, to show you how far have you came because of their support.

You’re doing something you love and that matter. Probably others not, probably they won’t have to deal with this style of life. And I’m sure many of us started to be recognized thanks to this fandom. Everyone started with a little level or we was too shy to show our stuff. 

Drawing well, animating well, telling amazing stories won’t decide your happiness if you’re not happy, if you don’t try to trust happiness and show them that you’re really fighting for that.

If you feel your blogs or another places with things like “uuh I don’t like this thing i made” “I suck” “this person told me that and i’m so upset i hate them” “that person made something terrible go and hurt them because them deserve it” “i love what i do but my life is hell” “i’m tired of x and y because they want z” … things can’t change in your life if you don’t start by yourself.

I thought many times about cancel Underverse and leave this fandom, not only because of haters and stuff. It was because I was judged by many of other big artists that doesn’t like this kind of fandoms and are working in their own projects. I thought it was unfair because I was getting recognition because something that I didn’t create. I just created a fan story. 

I’m pretty sure when I post the next animation the chaos will be back again but I don’t even care. I don’t have 100k yet so I don’t have a multitude telling me what to do and asking me when. Anyway, if I had them, I wouldn’t still care. Because I have clear what to do and how to make it works. I’m not here just for teaching people how to draw or animate. I’m here too for showing them how to be nice and patient and how those two things can bring you to a better way to see the world. 

That we are real, nice people and we’re having fun, putting effort and love when we’re making something for you. Fandom or not fandom content.


Have a nice day.



And XGaster.

To the corner. Right nao.

Harmonizer Thoughts

1. So, when’s the new album coming out.

2. I’m not salty about Camila leaving.

3. But like, why dah fuck she leave me doh?

4. “Everyone, bow your head for prayer. In Allysus we pray.”

5. So, um, when’s the new album coming out?

6. Normani is my queen. I lover her but I’m like 112% sure she’s some other being that’s here to still my soul and edges… I’m ok with this.

Originally posted by je-suis-ein-pizza

7. *Drinks a gallon of water* It’s… It’s really hard to say/think about Lauren *drinks another gallon* without getting thirsty.

8. I mean, I support Camila and everything but like why????

Originally posted by lance-mcclain

9. Dinah Jane looks like Beyonce.

10. No, Leona Lewis!!!

11. NO, A GODDESS!!!

12. Ok…But this album though…

13. Laurmani??? You mean Aphrodites power couple? Yeah I ship it

Originally posted by afairfight

14. TBH Ally can murder me if she wants…I probably deserve it if she’s killing me. 

15. I’m totally straight. (See’s a picture of 5h) 

16. *Bi 

17. Lauren low-key hates us… We’ve all grown to except this. 

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

18. So about that, album doh… 

19. Camila Cabello….Never heard of her. 

20. Just kidding, I lied (lol)…i miss her 

Originally posted by hoedasme

21. I dare you to find a bad picture of Normani… I’ll wait.

22.  “Nah, I can’t hang out right now. I’ve got to go to Allysus Church…yeah it’s at the local waffle house”

23. Have you SEEN Normanion DWTS?? Like when will your fave ever?? Get you Stans in order!!

Originally posted by afairfight

24. But like how many songs is going to be on the new album? At least tell me THAT!

Originally posted by gifsarefunny

25. I’ve never shipped Camren in my entire STAN LIFE. *person pulls out receipts*…I’ve never seen that blog in my entire life!!!

Originally posted by melancholicwaifu

26. So like a collaboration between Camila and Fifth Harmony can still happen, right??? RIGHT!!?

27. I just love Fifth Harmony 

Originally posted by pureheartsaredope

trimax-na-boken  asked:

But WBC is real with actual documented incidents. What has a real SJW ever actually done besides make stupid people feel uncomfortable on the Internet

There is no such thing as “a real SJW”.  “Social justice warrior” was always a negative label from the beginning, created to designate those that are not representing social justice as it should be (kind of like how the term “weekend warrior” is used to describe someone who’s normally boring from Monday through Friday, but goes out of their way to indulge themselves irresponsibly on the weekends in an attempt to compensate).  Wearing that label unironically is like publicly proclaiming that you’re a bigot.  You’re utilizing the No True Scotsman logical fallacy here.  Also, the fact that you said “make stupid people uncomfortable on the internet” really doesn’t reflect well on you, especially when the majority of anti-SJWs are liberals, LGBTA people, minorities, etc. that are simply “uncomfortable” with how you’re poorly representing what we believe in.  The fact that there even is a divide between people that all desire equality just goes to show that someone is doing it wrong (hint: It’s not the anti-SJWs).  If anything, you’re just showing people exactly the kind of attitude that people hate about SJWs.  It’s the fanaticism.  It’s the extremism.  There are people who simply have faith in a higher power, and then there are people like WBC, who actively use that faith to try to harm others.  This is why they’re really the perfect analogy when discussing what SJWs are to activism.

In any case, are you sure you want me to answer this?  Because I don’t think you’re going to like what you see.

What has tumblr done, you ask?:

    Meanwhile, the sane people of tumblr mocked the shit out of them for intentionally kicking the hornet’s nest, and then whining when they got stung.

    Why?  Because 4chan contributed over $23k to it. 

    I’m sure all of this doesn’t even come CLOSE to what SJWs have done overall.  I could probably spend weeks finding all sorts of bullshit to put on here.  I openly invite others to add onto this, as I’m sure there’s a lot that’s been left out (@takashi0 might have a list on hand).

    This is why people are against “social justice warriors”.  They are NOT representing social justice.  They are NOT supporting equality.  They are only giving liberals, activists, women, minorities, and the LGBTA community a bad name.

    Happy Sunday!☀️☺️
    Although my entire body is radiating with soreness from yesterday’s workout, I woke up feeling smaller and stronger 👌🏽💪🏽these grey Nike shorts aren’t very forgiving but I don’t even need them to be 😎 I finally feel like I’m on the heels of my personal body goals!

    Tip for travelling in America

    Hey guys! As the only American running this blog, I thought I’d give you a couple travel tips.
    1. NEVER GO TO A RESTAURANT UNLESS YOU CAN AFFORD TO PAY 20 % MORE THAN WHAT YOUR BILL WILL ACTUALLY COME TO!!!!
    Cannot stress this enough. So important. America is stupid, so we don’t actually pay our wait staff a living wage. Like, they make less than 3.00 an hour on average. Their lively hood depends almost entirely on tips. If you cannot afford to give a decent 20% tip to the person whose working their ass off and earns most of their salary from people like you, DO NOT GO!!! These people work so hard and deal with so many ungrateful customers and they deserve to be compensated for taking care of you. It sucks that their source of income depends on often mercurial customers, but that is unfortunately how it is, at least for now. HELP THEM PAY THEIR GODDAMN RENT BECAUSE THEIR BASIC SALARY DOES NEXT TO NOTHING!!!
    2. AMERICA IS PRETTY FUCKING BIG!!!
    Compared to Europe or even Australia, America has a lot of territory for one country. Subways/metros/tubes are only in the big cities (like the most popular ones- Boston, NYC, etc. Even Orlando doesn’t have a subways system, and Disney is there) and cabs are expensive. Bus systems are not always a thing that exists. You have to be twenty five to rent a car here (we really suck sometimes). Hitch-hiking might get you killed/robbed/raped if you end up with a shady character. Make sure you have a secure way of getting around BEFORE you arrive.
    3. It’s pretty hot, especially in the south or in the summer. I know that Europeans tend to wear nice clothes even to walk around, but you can wear shorts and a t-shirt to do most standard tourism in America. Keep cool and keep comfortable.
    4. AS SOON AS YOU GET OFF THE PLANE, BUY A POCKET KNIFE OR SOME MACE AND KEEP IT IN YOUR POCKET/BAG!!!! ESP IF YOU ARE A PERSON OF COLOUR!!!
    This is so important. I carry a knife, a corkscrew, and a lighter everywhere I’m not hindered by security concerns, and I’m as white as they come. But racism is still such a big thing here, especially in rural areas. ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE FROM THE MIDDLE EAST OR LOOK LIKE YOI MIGHT POSSIBLY BE REMOTELY MUSLIM, EVEN IF YOU ARE NOT!!! People are ignorant here, and it is a legitimate concern that you might be attacked or have reason to protect yourself. If very well might not happen, but be ready and play it safe, please.

    anonymous asked:

    This blog is funny but also like some things make me angry. You live in a very sad world if you think that homophobia is a constant and forever thing in every single person. What happened in history is tragic, but straight people today are not the people who killed gay people of the past. There are definitely huge assholes who are homophobic, but I get so annoyed when people blame an entire sexuality. And yes I sound stupid to you but this was just bothering me.

    no you’re absolutely right. you do sound stupid to me 

    This isn’t hard, folks. You don’t like a fanfic or fanart? Discuss and complain about it with your friends in private. Do it in closed groups where you don’t humiliate a writer in public. Why? Here are a few reasons:
    1. A higher percentage of fanfics are self-indulgent. Which means that they wrote it to have a piece that had THEIR headcanons and imagination in it. It might not be canon oriented, it might be far fetched, it might be a lot of things but they wrote it for themselves.
    2. Most of the writers are already self-critical and anxious people. Writing is a common means of dealing with anxiety for many of us. When you publicly humiliate someone for this, you affect an actual human being’s well-being.
    3. When you screenshot or repost an entire fic or fanart to post it elsewhere on a public space, you’re neglecting basic permission.
    4. You don’t know the age of every person, especially writers/artists. If the writer is a minor, you’re also opening up an avenue for pedophiles and abusive a-holes to get to them in guise of hate.
    5. It’s a dick move. Just plain that. Fandom isn’t any single person’s ownership. Just as you have your likes, others have theirs. Bitch about what you dislike and hate on your blogs in terms of tropes, ships, metas and whatever, sure, but don’t pinpoint fics, arts, and creators out loud to mock them on a blog for people to humiliate.

    Be kind to each other, folks. And if you don’t want to do that, at least don’t be cruel. Have a good day!

    3

    base #001: redux by anaarthemes

    This is a base code made to more or less look like tumblr Redux/redux edits. Since it’s a base code, it doesn’t have a lot of customization options–those are for you to add in.

    This base is entirely free to use–meaning you can use it to code your personal theme, or you can use it to build a theme for you to release with whatever customization options you want. Keep credit at least in the source code.

    code is available on my blog (anaarthemes)
    (click “Redux base code” in the top right box, wait 5 seconds, and click ‘skip ad’)

    rules:

    1. Edit this because it’s not meant to be a stand-alone theme!
    2. You have to credit me if you release it as a theme
    3. Don’t repost just the base code or release it as your own code

    features:

    • background image (full or repeat) and 100x100 side image
    • 150px sidebar with image, description, and 5 default links
    • optional rounded corners
    • 250px, 400px, and 500px post options already coded for you

    There are 8 colors, 2 images, and 5 options.

    youtube

    alright, but these two

    totally trying to watch the tournament together, on the other side of the world, during practice

    hc’s: they do this all the time. Face time, stay up late to try and watch stuff together, and their coaches obviously yell at them in the middle of practice, like Leo gets out his phone out and coach is like

    ‘stop talking to that boy on the other side of the world!’

    And Leo is just ‘his phone screen cracked and he stained his favorite shirt, he needs me.’

    Guang-Hong gets nervous if Leo doesn’t snapchat him within 24 hours and has an entire camera reel called ‘things to send leo later’

    Leo has 17 spotify playlists with a variation of Guang-Hongs name.

    they send each other really modest online wish lists for holidays or birthdays and the other will just straight up get them a cashmere scarf

    They live-blog skating events together and tag each other in really sappy posts, like ‘that one person that always makes you smile :)’ 

    Leo asks him with one of those cheesy shaky-cam youtube videos. 

    myth: (anti’s) only a day away.

    Hello and welcome back to what seems to be our final news segment of the hour. First off, I’d like to take a moment to say that it has been my absolute pleasure to be a spokesperson for jsenews.

    Today’s topic is Anti’s Return.

    Many people in the fandom have felt, well blind-sided by the mere mention of Anti, the odd titles, the interesting links to other videos and etc.

    Take the following posts for instance:
    @no-strings-puppet
    @glitch-bitch-mcgee
    @jacksepticeyeandegos
    @hufflepufftrax

    Meanwhile, Jack on his own twitter reminded the fandom that the Anti merch sale had one day left which of course sent the fandom into a tizzy asking questions such as, “Will something happen when the sale is done? For example:

    @chase-brody-protection-squad 

    Everyone feathers were ruffled (I even saw a call for ego protection blogs to be on their guard) and the fandom wasn’t sure what to do until @therealjacksepticeye himself said there really wasn’t any need to be worried.

    But of course calming down an entire fandom isn’t an easy task. In fact there was a rather interesting theory revolving around what might happen if a certain amount of doubt or panic became focused on one person, mainly what might happen to Jack. *fixes glasses* 

    @chase-brody-protection-squad

    So, in the light of this crazy adrenaline packed day, I would like to leave you with this post by AnTiDark 

    “As someone who was once in most of your ages, I know how exciting such a project like “Anti” can be. Heck, even I, with my 27 years, are infected and if my financial standpoint would allowed it, I would wear an Anti-Shirt right now. Also I began this fan fiction-project side to write a whole story to it.
    But please…please listen to the old tumblr-nanny who says this:
    Don’t stay up all night because you assume something. You hopes will just be destroyed and we’re building up a pressure for @therealjacksepticeye who is always so kind to us and makes us giggle (and now even scared O_O).
    (Jack if you’re reading this - thank you for these awesome years. I must say, your videos are helping me in my really desperate times right now <3 )
    I know if pressure keeps getting on to you, you loose patience or even passion and we don’t want that. We want to see all our favorite “Jack’s” and we shouldn’t do something stupid to ruin it.
    Besides, we all have lives next to it. We have, SEAN has. And we all need our sleep, our good mind and everything for keeping it going. So, don’t stay up all night for the merchandise sale to end just to expecting something what doesn’t come.
    And we don’t want upset Jack, we don’t want to upset Sean and giving him a guilty conscience because we are driving ourselves insane.
    Take care of yourselves <3″ @antidark-project

    So I believe that this is the proper place to leave our segment today. 

    Please remember to take care of yourselves dear viewers and until we meet again I am your humble jsenews provider, j.

    assbutts-and-angelwings  asked:

    I don't really have any prompts, but if you look up the Jamilton tag on @midnigtartist's blog, you might get a few ideas! Aimee is complete Jamilton trash, loves the heck outta them

    I did just that! The prompt/feeling I got from that is “Jefferson actually likes kids and takes care of Philip for a day when Hamilton loses track of him, causing Hamilton’s entire view of Jefferson as a person to shift”

    @midnigtartist Happy birthday! I was already writing this before I learned it was your birthday, but I hope you enjoy it regardless! You’re art is great! Also, I sent you an ask about this but severely underestimated the size of your inbox. If/when you see the anon that sounds suspiciously like this post, feel free to ignore it! 


    As much as he’d like it to be the case, Thomas did not at first recognize the kid loitering around the office. He did however, recognize that the kid couldn’t be more than 10 years old, if that- and was therefore too young to be standing around anywhere, never mind outside the ‘Washington and Associates’ law firm.

    It wasn’t quite time to pack up, but Thomas figured this was more important. Plus, no one else was dealing with it, or even noticing. He saved his work, and stood up.

    “Leaving early?” James poked his head up, at Thomas’ movement.

    “There’s a kid hanging around outside, it’s distracting,” Thomas explained. James peeked out the window, furrowed his brows, and nodded.

    “Don’t take too long,” James reminded, turning back to his work. Thomas rolled his eyes and nodded, even though he knew James’ attention was already back to his work.

    The kid jumped when Thomas opened the door, immediately turning around and looking down as if he just happened to be standing there. It wasn’t very convincing.

    “Hi,” Thomas pitched his voice, warmer and completely devoid of his usual sarcastic drawl. “You’ve been standing out here for a while, is there anything I can help you with?” Up close, the kid was even smaller. The parents had better be nearby, or Thomas would be having words.

    “Uhh,” The kid’s head bobbed up, then straight down, his mass of curls hiding his face. Thomas felt his heart thaw, just a bit- the kid was just shy. Which was fair, given Thomas was a tall, mysterious stranger. Even adults tended to be intimidated. Thomas leaned down, dropping to the kid’s level.

    “That’s okay,” Thomas tried to put the kid at ease. “Could you tell me where your parents are, so we can find them?”

    “Umm,” The kid started again, but this time he brushed his hair behind an ear and glanced up to Thomas’ chin. “Mom’s at her home, I’m s'posed to be with Dad this week, and he’s s'posed to be here. I think.” He nervously glanced up at the building. “There’s only one Washington law place, right?”

    Ah, a divorced kid. “Yes, as far as I’m aware, this is the only Washington law place,” Thomas didn’t want to correct the kid and possibly confuse him. Still, he couldn’t stop an amused smile at the term ‘law place’. “Can you tell me your Dad’s name?”

    The kid froze, paling instantly. “U-uh, it’s my Dad, um…” He started shaking. Crap.

    Thomas thought quickly. “It’s okay, it’s okay!” He smiled wide, waving his hand in what he hoped was more comforting than dismissive, though he used it in the latter sense far more often. “Could you tell me your name, instead?”

    “Oh!”, the kid grinned. “My name’s Philip Hamilton! I’m 8 years old!” Thomas nearly flinched. There was only one Hamilton who worked at Washington’s, and there was no way this was a coincidence. He should have guessed- Hamilton’s divorce was well known in lawyer circles, and now that he was looking for it, the kid’s face bore some resemblance. Standing in front of Thomas was his biggest work rival’s son.

    There wasn’t anything for it, though. Thomas was hardly going to just leave the kid out here. “Nice to meet you, Philip. I work with your Dad. My name’s Thomas Jefferson.”

    Philip’s eyes lit up in recognition. Thomas had just enough time to worry about what exactly the kid was recognizing. “Jefferson? Dad mentions you all the time! He says you’re really distracting!”

    Distracting, huh? Not 'evil’, not 'idiotic’; nor any of the other insults Hamilton would shout to his face? Not even 'bad man’, if he wanted to soften it to his kid? Thomas itched to ply Philip for answers, for what Hamilton really thought; but it was the middle of winter and now was not the time.

    “How about we wait inside for your Dad, and you tell me what you’re doing out here?” Thomas spoke cautiously, not sure how Philip would react to being asked to go somewhere with a relative stranger.

    Strangely though, Philip’s shyness went straight out the window after his introduction. “Oh! That’s because Dad promised me this time, for real promised, that he’d get off work on time and take me to see a movie! I wanted to make sure he really would, so I looked up 'Washington law’ on google and bussed here all by myself!” Thomas led the way to the building as Philip chattered, small hand immediately latching onto Thomas’ fingers.

    “That’s very cool!” Thomas enthused, opening the door and immediately shooting a glare at every person who stared. “Now, your Dad’s out now, the boss sent him to the courthouse to drop something off, but we can wait for him, alright?”

    Philip beamed. “Alright! This place looks even cooler than I thought!” He was so enthusiastic, that Thomas couldn’t help but smile back. Hamilton would still be getting an earful, being so unreliable that his 8 year old child felt the need to escape his babysitter and bus through the middle of town to check up on him. Hell, did he even have a babysitter?

    Thomas’ work was left, forgotten on his desk. James would clean up for him, this was more important. “What do you say to meeting your Dad’s boss?” He needed to at least explain the situation, after all.

    “Mr. Washington? Yeah! Dad says he’s too nosy, and Mom says he’s basically like my second grandpa, even though I’ve never met him before.”

    Thomas couldn’t stop the chuckle if he tried. “Did he? You’ll have to tell me more, later.” He joked, but Philip nodded anyways. This was far better than finishing his work.

    Alex was determined to keep his promise, for real this time. He was not staying late, and if possible, he would even be home early. Washington owed it to him, for all that free overtime.

    Unfortunately, all the owing in the world meant nothing when Washington ordered him to take some important documents to the courthouse, a good half hour away, when the day was nearly over. Alex could never say no to a direct request like that, even if Washington probably would have relented if he explained his circumstances.

    No, he could do this and still be out on time, if he drove straight to Philip’s school, instead of back to the firm, first. Alex did so, driving as fast as he reasonably could.

    Only, when he did that, Philip had already left, instead of waiting for him. In fact, he had left for the washroom in the last hour of class, and never returned, according to the teacher. Alex barely spared the time to chew them out for not keeping a better headcount, and then he was running off to his car and to home.

    Philip wasn’t at home either. Alex started panicking in earnest. He could be anywhere, but why would he? Philip was so excited about going to see the movie, he wouldn’t have just run off today of all days, would he? But he alternative- if Philip hadn’t purposefully run off himself- was far worse. Alex started by doing circles of the neighbourhood, then the local parks.

    Alex was focused; so focused that his phone remained in his pocket, battery dead before he’d even realized Philip was missing.

    It must have been hours later, the sun starting to set, when Alex finally gave up. He had panicked somewhere early down the line, and never quite stopped. His limbs were shaking. Alex had lost his son.

    He didn’t want to even think about the phone call he would have to make to Eliza. But first, he’d check the house again, just in case. Alex wasn’t holding out much hope at this point.

    Alex was just stressed enough to miss the strange car behind his in the driveway. He was not, however, too stressed to notice two people sitting in his living room.

    “Hamilton, about time!” Jefferson waved his arms enthusiastically, though something sharp glinted in his eyes. Alex’s brain stuttered for a moment at the sight of his coworker/rival relaxing in his home, but then Philip was bounding into his arms.

    “Dad! Where the heck where you? Mr. Jefferson’s called you like, a million times!”

    “Wha- Philip, where have you been? You weren’t at school, the teachers told me you disappeared, you weren’t at home, I’ve been worried sick, looking for you!” Harsh, panicked words spilled from Alex’s mouth, even as he seized his son in a fierce hug. “Don’t scare me like that!”

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Philip hugged back tight, voice suddenly subdued and guilty. “I just wanted to find you at work, so you’d actually go on time.”

    Alex loosened his hug so that he could face Philip directly. “Wait, you what-?” Alex cut himself off, remembering the other person in the room. “Jefferson, why the fu-heck are you here?” Philip’s head poked up at Alex’s accusatory tone, brows furrowing in confusion.

    “Nice save,” Jefferson smirked, always as irritating as possible. “Also, is that really the way you want to be speaking to the guy who’s been watching your kid all evening? When I could have been doing anything else with my time?”

    There was no reason for Jefferson to be lying. In fact, that answer made the most sense, given that Jefferson had literally been in his home, watching Philip, when Alex got in there. Still though, this was Jefferson. Instinctive denial surged in his chest. “Excuse me-”

    “I’m sorry!” Philip shouted again, lip trembling. He wasn’t looking at Alex though, instead facing Jefferson. “I didn’t mean to waste your day!”

    Alex’s blood ran cold. That was exactly the opening one could never make to Jefferson- he could never hold back his infuriating sarcastic comments. He was going open his mouth and spout some negative bullshit that would make Philip cry, because Jefferson was an asshole who didn’t have any kids and probably hated them.

    Jefferson did open his mouth, but his eyes were suddenly wide, with surprise and maybe guilt- something Alex had never seen him wear. He scrambled off the couch. “No no, I didn’t mean that, Philip! You’ve been great fun!” Jefferson assured, stepping over to crouch in front of Philip.

    Philip looked up at him cautiously. Alex held his breath, completely taken aback. “Really?”, Philip whispered, and Alex could hear the tiny smile working its way into his voice.

    “Of course!” Jefferson reached a hand over to ruffle his hair. “I got to read all your poems, and you got to hear all about the silly things your Dad does at work! It’s just that your Dad’s back now, so I should probable get going.” He gave Philip a wide grin, full of warmth and life.

    Alex wasn’t sure he’d ever seen Jefferson with a smile like that. It did something to his stomach that he’d rather not analyze.

    “No! You gotta stay for supper! We can’t do the movie anymore anyways, right Dad!” Philip bounced back, both emotionally and literally, on the balls of his feet.

    Alex opened his mouth, searching for an excuse that wouldn’t upset Philip. Then, he glanced over to Jefferson. He was fidgeting, glancing away awkwardly. With a start, Alex realized he must have actually had fun. Somehow, Jefferson was actually really good with kids, if Philip’s excitement meant anything; and now he was standing there, in Alex’s house, looking more awkward and vulnerable than Alex had ever seen him.

    “Yeah… yeah, he can stay. If he wants to.” Alex didn’t even want to guess what his face looked like right now. He wasn’t even sure what his feelings looked like right now. It was all a mess of exposed wires, his entire worldview turned on its head.

    Jefferson flinched in surprise for a moment, eyes snapping to Alex. Then, he gauged Alex’s pure, undiluted confusion, and a smile slowly took his face, one that more closely resembled the teasing smirks Alex was used to. Now though, it seemed just a little less aggressive than Alex remembered.

    “I suppose I can stay and tell your Dad all about how you skipped your last class, looked up his workplace online, and then bussed there all by yourself without telling anybody.” Jefferson shrugged, nonchalant.

    “What! Mr. Jefferson, no!” Philip whined, even as he smiled broadly. “I’m gonna get grounded!”

    Jefferson laughed. “Well, whose fault is that? You’re a little troublemaker!”

    Philip spouted denials in between giggles. Alex felt his paradigm shift further off axis. “I guess I’ll get started,” Alex said, quiet and distant. He stood up and edged his way to the kitchen. Jefferson and Philip continued to chat in his hallway.

    Somewhere between numb and completely unsure of himself, Alex turned the oven on and got out a frozen pizza. He took as much time as he could retrieving the round pan and opening the pizza box. Replaying in his mind was the smile Jefferson had made at Philip. His stomach flipped again.

    “Hey,” Jefferson’s voice was calm and subdued, but made Alex jump a foot anyways. “I put the TV on for Philip.” He was right behind Alex, nearly crowding him into the counter. “I assume you want to know what’s been going on? No one’s been on the same page today.”

    Alex swallowed. It wasn’t the first time Jefferson had crowded him, Alex had realized over time that it was more a matter of not knowing about personal space, rather than an active bid at intimidation. It was also overwhelming, especially now. “Uh,” Alex started, horrified at the squeak his voice made. “I guess not.”

    Jefferson smirked- how could he not?- but relented, backing up a step. “It really wasn’t all that crazy. The kid showed up in the last hour of work, and no one else would do it, so I watched him. Tried to call your phone, I’m assuming it’s dead.” Alex dug into his pocket, pulling out a very dead phone. He paled. “No, it’s fine, it’s done.” Jefferson waved his hand dismissively. “I didn’t- I mean, it wasn’t awful.”

    Alex paused at Jefferson’s stutter. His ears were pink. Adorable, Alex thought, then shook it from his mind. “Thank you,” he said instead.

    “Uhhh,” Jefferson’s ears turned pinker. “No offense, but that sounds so weird coming from you.” Suddenly, he started laughing. “And I just said 'no offense’, which is even weirder!”

    Alex snorted. Giggles stumbled their way between his lips, turning into chuckles, then full blown laughter. “Oh my God,” Alex wheezed, “This is so weird!”

    Jefferson was howling right beside him. “I know, right?!”

    Their laughs petered off, save for a quiet snicker from the distance. Both their heads whipped around- Philip peeked from the doorway. “Dad hasn’t laughed like that in ages,” He said knowingly. “You guys should hang out more. Hey, can Mr. Jefferson come with us to the movie, next time?”

    Alex flushed, his mind stumbling to a stop, not sure if it was from the sheer audacity of the question, or how the idea of going out with Jefferson sounded too much like a date. His only saving grace was that it was probably the last thing Jefferson wanted, anyways. It didn’t matter that the sight of him being so nice to Philip did things to Alex’s heart.

    “That sounds nice. If your Dad agrees.” Jefferson gave Philip an indulgent smile, then turned to Alex, question standing.  A quiet blush graced his cheekbones as well. He looked so much more attractive- cute, Alex’s brain supplied- when it was open like this. Usually, Jefferson’s appearance was the only attractive thing about him. Alex realized suddenly that he was gone- had been gone the moment Jefferson had revealed a side of himself that wasn’t pure opposition to everything Alex stood for.

    “Alright,” Alex agreed. He needed to see where this was going. He was going to figure Jefferson out, or die trying.

    Things i don’t like about the sims (3) community

    keep in mind this is a general opinion formed by what i’ve seen happen in this community over the 5 years i’ve been here. this is not addressed to anyone specifically,but if you fit in the list you should second guess your actions to make this place just a tad friendlier :)

    welcoming all simblrs post

    literally:

    • people don’t give two shits about your stories. there’s usually the same 2 or 3 people who read your in-depth stories and comment nice things. the others don’t even bother liking if it’s more than 3 lines of text???
    • nobody gives a damn about sims stories that dont include images: people apparently need images to enjoy a story. have you ever read an actual book? don’t judge a story just because it lacks visual stimulation. the writing will be worth your time.
    • people don’t understand metaphors and deep posts. sometimes it’s really hard to express actual things through your posts,because people will either find it too complicated,too “over edited” or too sensitive
    • about sensitive content, sometimes people fail to tag stuff perfectly and people jump straight into anon hate instead of NICELY letting them know they should add a trigger tag or w/e makes them happy. like why can’t you be nice about it instead of sending anons?
    • people assume that if you don’t have good quality posts you’re shit and you don’t deserve anything: you.are.a.hypocrite.YOU were once new and YOU were the same.
    • the “popular”simblrs idea still flows through the community after years and years, even if many big simblrs decided to be nice and open up to people
    • those who don’t bother responding but complain nobody talks to them: if you didn’t take a hiatus every 5 seconds because nobody liked your post, and responded to messages, you’d receive attention from people. engage to engage.
    • people who complain about not having enough likes/comments/reblogs etc: you HAVE TO talk to people to have them be nice to you ! you can’t just expect people to flock to your blog and shower you with adoration. don’t expect people to just comment on your stuff and you can ignore them and that’s it. you make friends. you talk to people, you thank them, you comment on their posts. THIS is how you actually get involved in the community
    • according to simblr, if you’re new you’re automatically stupid? why do we not give chances to new people?why do we only follow 3 people and only message 2 and then complain nobody talks to us? help others join in, involve them in the community,COLLAB with people, chat with them. ENGAGE TO ENGAGE
    • “SEND ME ASKS!!! ASK ME THINGS!!!” but you never bother to send the person you reblogged it from an ask yourself. if you do that you’ll 100% sure get an ask from the previous poster. don’t be an ass
    • people who come to your blog,reblog your entire cc tag and never engage again: WHY? do you just come for cc?? you could take 3 seconds of your life to scroll through the first 5-10 posts of that person’s blog and send them some nice words of encouragement or leave them some notes instead of just running away?
    • every time a new project happens 700+people reblog,comment,like etc but nobody actually ends up joining??? and if they DO join, they go inactive. like??can you NOT???or if you go inactive could you at least just tell the owner of the project? you know, someone just like you is out there managing a project on their own(or with a team!) but you can’t be bothered to do that?rude
    • we all have personal lives and it is normal to take breaks, hiatus-es and so on,but it would be great if you leave to simply make a post about it. so many people go completely inactive or disappear and it worries others, maybe something happened to them?maybe they have issues? some people DO care and they would talk to you if you left/took a break
    • responding to anon hate,reblogging drama, publicly calling out people, posting about “not caring about simsecret”. ALL THESE THINGS add up to the HATE in this community. if y’all stopped , deleted those anons, avoided reblogging drama, ignored callouts and sorted it privately then this community WOULD be a better,cleaner place. trust me, i know!
    • catfishing,spamming the tags, begging for attention,asking for reblogs/promos: we are not 5 y/os anymore. stop being a fucking ignorant ass. it’s 2017 and y’all still do this. calm down.
    • ignoring people reaching out to you: LISTEN if you do this you’re a fucking asshole. people who kindly,politely,nicely reach out to you for something you did wrong or w/e are people who DO care and who want to sort things out in a civil way. if you ignore them and even respond negatively nothing will come out of it. don’t be a fucking twat
    • do you not like someone? FUCKING BLOCK THEM. this is all you have to do. nothing more or less.stop spreading ddrama,hate, saving message screenshots. be fucking mature.
    • people who post stuff just to fish compliments and dont ever bother responding or giving back love: you suck
    • “my askbox is full”nah, you’re either lazy or just really busy(which is understandable!) but being lazy about responding to people is just rude to me, maybe it’s just me. maybe.
    • the hateful anons: go suck an egg and chill out: this is a game and everyone does whatever they want with it.
    • people who care 0 for your ocs but they believe they are entitled to receive worshiping over theirs: can you calm down and realize what you’re doing?
    • “My dash is empty!!! everyone is dead!!!” there’s over 10 thousand people in this community who post every day. Do yourself a favor and follow more people if you want a full dash at all times. Click me Click me 2
    • To those tho can’t be bothered to leave a heart on simfileshare: you don’t deserve the cc you’re getting for FREE form people who put hours into their work. 
    • “BIG simblrs dont talk to me!!” they do. you’re just not messaging the right people ;) not all ‘big’ simblrs are rude ;)
    • people only care about cc. post a picture and it gets no notes, but post cc and it spreads like wildfire. what is wrong with you all??

    Don’t be too shy to message people.Get involved with chats, talk with others, join projects, ENGAGE with the community to get feedback and notes. You’ll be getting nowhere if you don’t bother being kind and friendly with others :)

    Potions Partners

    Originally posted by daisiesanddraco

    Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!Reader

    Words: 648

    Request: Oh my glob! New blog? Yay! Cant wait to see your first post! May I suggest a Harry Potter imagine of your choosing? - @missmotherhen

    Author’s Note: Thank you so much for giving me my first request! And I’m so excited to be writing about Harry Potter. This is kind of short, but I think I’m going to write a second part for it. I hope you all like it. I’m so stoked to have this new blog, so I hope you all stay around. If you have any request, please send them my way! – Haley xx


    “It has come to my attention,” Snape sneered as soon as he walked into the potions classroom, “that some of you need to be separated and given new partners.”

    The entire class sighed, including me. Last semester, Snape was actually a decent person and let everyone pick their partners, but I guess he needed to be Snape again and change it all. I looked over my shoulder to see my old potion partner, Neville Longbottom, looking nervous.

    “I will be picking partners for you all this time.” Louder sighs and some groans from the Slytherin students filled the air. Snape looked up from the roster he was holding and the room went silent. “As soon as I say your name, move to your partner and start working on the potion on the board. You have until the end of class to get it done.”

    Snape started listing off names. I gathered up my things and listened for my name. As soon as it went passed Snape’s lips, I heard a groan from behind me. Snape had partnered me up with Draco Malfoy. I turned around in my seat and saw the blond cross his arms over his chest.

    “Hurry up, Y/L/N,” Draco sneered. “I don’t want any homework.”

    I rolled my eyes and hauled my bag onto my shoulder. Crabbe who normally sat beside Draco was now across the room with Hannah Abbott. I took his seat and let my bag fall to the floor.

    “I hope you’re smart,” Draco said, lighting the fire underneath the cauldron. “I know you used to work with Longbottom.”

    “I am smart,” I snapped. “And so is Neville. Potions just make him nervous. Professor Snape isn’t the kindest soul here at Hogwarts. I just hope you’re really not this rude.”

    The rest of the time in class was quiet between myself and Draco. The only thing we said to each other was when to add the next ingredient into the cauldron. When Snape went around to check the potions, ours was the last one he tested. “Outstanding,” Snape said. “You two along with Miss Granger and Mr. Blaise have actually tried and got the potion right. 5 potions to your houses.”

    When the bell rang, I darted from my spot and headed for the door. Before walking out into the hallway, I turned to face Draco. “I told you I was smart,” I said, before leaving.


    The next several weeks during class, there was still no talking between us. Draco would have a normal rude an snotty comment about one of my fellow Hufflepuffs when I would sit next to him, but when we would start working, he would keep his mouth shut. And at the end of every class, Snape would check our potion and like always, we would get an outstanding.

    When class let out, I gathered up my things and heading towards the Dungeons exit. My next class was Herbology, and I couldn’t wait to be paired up with Neville again and talk about plants. “How do you do it?” someone asked me.

    I looked up and saw Draco Malfoy walking beside me. “Do what?” I asked him.

    “You know, the potions every week. How are you that smart?”

    “Because I know what I’m doing?” I said, confusedly. “And I read the book, and do the homework that Professor Snape gives us and I actually pay attention. How else would I do it?”

    “But you’re a Hufflepuff,” he pointed out.

    I stopped in my tracks. “You think I’m an idiot because I’m a Hufflepuff? You think that the past few weeks was me just winging it? You’re really something, Draco Malfoy. If you don’t want a stupid Hufflepuff being your potions partner, tell Professor Snape to give you a new one. I don’t care.”

    I stomped away from him, trying not to let the tears fall from my eyes.