this was supposed to be for faceless

Hello Teen Wolf fam! I know we’re all excited about tomorrow, which is great! This is just a casual reminder to EVERYONE to keep the fandom safe and friendly. We often get really passionate about our love/hatred for certain characters and ships and while that’s totally fine, please do NOT be nasty to actual people online, whether actual people be actors or just fans who hate a ship you love. We’re all entitled to our own opinions here, just remember this is literally all make believe. There’s a lot of divisiveness and hatred in the actual world, there’s not need to bring it into something that’s supposed to be fun. Remember, cyberbullying is a serious thing and that faceless blog you called a bitch/slut/idiot/asshole or whatever could actually be a 13 year-old girl with self-esteem issues seeking a safe place online. Do you really want to send someone you don’t even know into tears or worse over fictional characters?

So please, let’s try to keep this a positive experience for EVERYONE. 

Nohrian Festival: Kaden and Takumi Conversation Pt. 1 & 2

I like this pairing. While it’s not as acknowledged as Leo’s gorgeousness (it’s brought up a lot in Japanese), Takumi is a pretty boy prince himself. But with his overwhelming inferiority complex, he probably just can’t see that about himself. It’s nice of Kaden to tell him otherwise. 

Come to think of it, Takumi (in the 4-koma) is supposed to resemble his biological mother, along with Sakura and Hinoka (Ryoma resembles Sumeragi). I can see the resemblance between Takumi and Sakura, but I don’t see it with Hinoka. Maybe it’s the age difference…?

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Taehyung x Reader

Summary: He never felt that he would enjoy living again, until he met you.

Genre: angst/fluff

Word Count: 1,205

(A/N): So this was supposed to be a drabble, but it turned out a little too long. I have zero idea where this came from, but I wrote it in an hour, and plus IT’S NOT JUNGKOOK! Finally a little variety to my masterlist.

Originally posted by vminv



Vision: an enormous part of almost every person’s life. Without it, everyone you meet is faceless, every sound you hear lacks a source, and every day that goes by only seems to become darker.

Taehyung lost his dignity the day he lost his eye.

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Nohrian Festival: Elise and Charlotte Conversation Pt. 1 & 2

In which Charlotte is like the Wicked Witch and feels like she’d melt if she stayed in Elise’s pure bubble for too long. 

I find it a bit weird that Elise is the ideal type that Charlotte is aiming to be. Maybe because I just can’t get over how young Elise is supposed to be…

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“I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.

This was the last round of photographs before the magazine went to press and we returned to Tulsa or Biloxi or Teaneck or Coos Bay or wherever we’d come from, and we were supposed to be photographed with props to show what we wanted to be.

Betsy held an ear of corn to show she wanted to be a farmer’s wife, and Hilda held the bald, faceless head of a hatmaker’s dummy to show she wanted to design hats, and Doreen held a gold-embroidered sari to show she wanted to be a social worker in India (she didn’t really, she told me, she only wanted to get her hands on a sari).

When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.

‘Oh, sure you know,’ the photographer said.

'She wants,’ said Jay Cee wittily, 'to be everything.’

I said I wanted to be a poet.

Then they scouted about for something for me to hold.

Jay Cee suggested a book of poems, but the photographer said no, that was too obvious. It should be something that showed what inspired the poems. Finally Jay Cee undipped the single, long-stemmed paper rose from her latest hat.

The photographer fiddled with his hot white lights. 'Show how happy it makes you to write a poem.’

I stared through the frieze of rubber-plant leaves in Jay Cee’s window to the blue sky beyond. A few stagey cloud puffs were traveling from right to left. I fixed my eyes on the largest cloud, as if, when it passed out of sight, I might have the good luck to pass with it.

I felt it was very important to keep the line of my mouth level.

'Give us a smile.’

At last, obediently, like the mouth of a ventriloquist’s dummy, my own mouth started to quirk up.

'Hey,’ the photographer protested, with sudden foreboding, 'you look like you’re going to cry.’”

-Sylvia Plath, THE BELL JAR

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I know what you are thinking. That this is all your fault. But it’s not. Before you came to live with us, I was the star. And then, I mean how, how could I compete with you. With someone who could touch the stars. You know I was happy when you decided not to use your powers. You know you feeling like less somehow made me feel like more. Now, the world needs you to fly, Kara.

Game of Thrones Season 5
  • Episode 1 : IT’S BACK AND I’M SOO EXCITED!!!
  • Episode 2 : OMG DORNE FINALLY and the faceless men!!! DROGON!!!
  • Episode 3 : DARK!SANSA !! Stannis the one true king !!  
  • Episode 4 : The sand snakes I guess ??   Sansa will be strong without Petyr !! STANNIS IS THE BEST DAD EVER!  NOO SER BARRISTAN
  • Episode 5 : Fucking Ramsay Sansa is going to kill you !! Jon are you sure that that’s a good idea ??? JORAH NOOOO 
  • Episode 6 : God the Sand Snakes suck …. Petyr you did not just ???? SANSA WHYYY YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE STRONG ??? 
  • Episode 7 : I’m really worried about Sam … JUST HELP HER THEON !!  STANNIS WOULD NEVER !!!! FUCK OFF MELISANDRE ! 
  • Episode 8 : No don’t send him away again Dany…. CONFESS!!!              WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON ???? DEATH , WHITE WALKERS, VALYRIAN STEEL???
  • Episode 9 :YOU DID JUST NOT FUCKING DO THAT STANNIS !!!?? WHAT THE FUCK D&D ???    HE WILL ALWAYS HAVE YOUR BACK KALAEASY  !!  EVEN DROGON KNOWS THAT YOU DON’T BURN FAMILY MEMBERS !!!!
  • Episode 10  : Wait so thats it ??? I STILL KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ANYTHING ??? IS STANNIS DEAD ??? IS JON DEAD ??? IS GENDRY STILL ROWING ??? DID BALON GREYJOY WIN THE WAR OF THE FIVE KINGS ???? 
Nohrian Festival: Orochi and Reina Conversation Pt. 1 & 2

From what I can tell, Orochi and Reina don’t have a friendship or anything similar like other retainers do. Their relationship seems to be based off of snarky remarks. But they do seem to care about each other on a genuine level, just not on a super personal level.

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Daydreaming Dragon


This was bad, real bad.

“Kana, stay with me!” Nina shouted. 

This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were just going on routine patrol. But then they strayed a little further from camp than usual. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Nina thought to herself. I didn’t tell him we shouldn’t go out this far, now he’s hurt! I should’ve stopped him!

They were surrounded by Faceless. Kana had turned into a dragon and fought off one that was about to strike Nina from behind. But in the process, Kana sustained a hit and reverted back to human form, weakened.

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  • [INT - DEEP SPACE NINE PROMENADE]
  • BASHIR: "Aren't they superb? WIthout a doubt the finest films ever made."
  • GARAK: "...I'll take your word for it."
  • BASHIR: "So you didn't enjoy it."
  • GARAK: "Well, I-- I thought they were interesting... maybe, ah, a little dull? In parts!"
  • BASHIR [disappointed]: "Oh... I can't believe I'm having lunch with a man who thinks the Marvel Cinematic Universe is dull!"
  • GARAK: "I just thought the story got a little redundant after a while. I mean, they're supposed to be chronicling unique individuals with the ability to single-handedly change the face of the world, but they tell the same story over and over again! All of the characters have operatic tussles with faceless outsider enemies, destroying a city in the process. Then the next movie comes along and does it all over again!"
  • BASHIR: "But that's exactly the point! The repetitive epic is the most elegant form in franchised literature, and the Marvel Cinematic Universe is its greatest achievement!"
  • GARAK: "But none of these characters ever really come alive... and there's more to life than rehashing characters from fifty years before!"
  • BASHIR: "i came out to have a good time and i'm honestly feeling so attacked right now"
Does anyone know a good plumber? I did one of those stupid rituals and now my shower is leaking. And there’s a faceless guy in my kitchen.

Does anyone know a good plumber? I fucked up one of those stupid ritual things that everyone is doing and now my shower is leaking and also there’s some faceless guy in my kitchen. My landlord comes tomorrow and he’s going to kill me, especially because I also have a cat and I’m not even supposed to have pets.

It all started when I was drunk messaging a girl on Tinder and she said that the only way we would meet up was if I did this weird ritual thing where I summon a ghost or some shit. I think she called it Mea Culpa or something.

Actually, her exact message was,
the decaying flesh will not rest i am the alpha and omega i have seen the burning cities consume the earth hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [LINK TO RITUAL INSTRUCTIONS] our souls meet when darkness spills mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa kkkkkkkkkkkkkkggggggg

She was a weird chick.

At least, I think she was a girl. I couldn’t really see her face. Her picture was just a black background with two shiny dots that kind of looked like eyeballs. You could sort of see some features, but it looked like her face was gray and I couldn’t really see her mouth. But she had really good skin. I wasn’t about to rally for a pizza face.

So, anyway, I weighed the pros and cons of spooky rituals vs trampoline booty as best I could on five shots of Patron.

It was totally worth it.

I set my cell phone to 3:26 am, but since my phone is a 2005 Motorola Razor that was dropped in the toilet several times, it went off at 4:00am. FUCK.

I decided to go through with the ritual anyway. I was also supposed to have a friend during this thing, but my bestie recently got incarcerated for selling heroin on the corner of Patterson Park and Eastern Avenue. Shout out to my main man, Roscoe.

Anyway, I sat up and turned off my alarm, but the moment I turned it off I drunkenly passed out again. I woke up 20 minutes later and actually got out of bed this time, stumbling around the room in the dark because apparently you’re not supposed to turn on the lights, because if you do a GHOST WILL POP OUT OOOH.

I was supposed to find a candle and light it, but my hangover just made me trip over one of the several candles I placed on my floor. Eventually I gave up and flipped the lights on, grabbing a candle from my desk.

I squinted out my window to see what my ghetto Baltimore neighborhood looked like at 4:20am. The street was empty except for some rando wearing a black robe and a giant pointy black hat. He was staring up at me through the window. I couldn’t really see his face. You know, Baltimore has gone to the fucking dogs. First gang wars, now an updated KKK. For God’s sake.

I lit the candle and looked at my phone. I was supposed to knock on my bedroom door 66 times, the 66th knock timed on the 4:06, but since I had fucked everything else up I just did a “Shave and a Haircut” knock and then walked into my hallway. My bedroom door is opposite the stairs, and looking down that dark stairwell was pretty spooky. I thought I saw something move on one of the lower steps.

For the next step, I was supposed to close my eyes and walk forward while chanting, “mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa”, which is Italian for “my Culpa”, which is probably some kind of shitty Italian car. I tried to close my eyes and walk forward while talking about Italian cars, but my cat, Fish Sticks, ran under my feet and I ended up tripping over him and falling down the flight of stairs.

At some point the stupid candle went out as I flailed down the stairs, but I was too concussed to care. I rolled up from the ground, groaning, and decided that I would just continue to go through the motions, which meant hiding in a closet and waiting for the ghost to play hide and seek with me. I chose the kitchen pantry because I had some opened potato chips in there, so I made my way back.

As I stumbled, I heard several soft whispers behind me. I spun around, hoping that I was right about Fish Sticks knowing how to talk, but there was no one there.

Except for the figure standing in the corner.
I stopped, blinked, and it was gone. I really needed to lay off the Patron.

As I honed in on the closet, the alcohol and concussion finally caught up with me and I stumbled to a stop, doubling over and vomiting watery Patron all over my kitchen floor. FUCK. My ass was landlord grass. The hellish combination of alcohol, concussion, post-vomit and a looming eviction notice caused my emotions to go haywire and I unleashed a violent sob, mucus and tears rivering down my face.

I heard a noise outside the kitchen.
My eyes fell on the kitchen window and I spied that stupid gang member/KKK dude in my backyard, still staring at me. I must’ve looked like an idiot, weeping in front of my kitchen pantry. Too ashamed to confront him, I just crawled into the pantry and shut the door. It was so cold in there it damn froze my man-titties off. My air conditioner was probably broken. I definitely needed to call the landlord, but that would mean sedating Fish Sticks and stuffing him in a suitcase under my bed.

At this point, I realized that I needed to reevaluate my life. Maybe I shouldn’t drink as much. Maybe I should give Fish Sticks to a good home. Maybe I should find women with intellect and poise. Maybe I should move out of my shit neighborhood where KKK people roam around at 4am.

After going through an entire existential crisis in my pantry, I decided to say fuck it and end the stupid ritual. That Tinder girl wasn’t even that hot, anyway. And besides, I still had like seventy more ritual things to complete, which included lighting eight more candles, stabbing a Japanese doll, and spinning around in a circle while screaming, “YOU’RE IT, YOU’RE IT!”
This was all supposed to culminate in me going to my basement, sitting in front of a mirror, and looking into the mirror but not actually looking into it, which made absolutely no fucking sense.
As I got up to open the pantry door, I heard a low moan coming from behind the door. I froze. I prayed to God it wasn’t my landlord.

I cracked open the door to see the gang member/KKK guy standing in the kitchen, staring at me. I finally got a good look at him. He definitely didn’t have a face. I guess getting your face taken away is part of a gang ritual now.

He didn’t react to my presence— he just stared. I didn’t know how the hell to deal with gang members or faceless KKK members, so I just stared back. We did this for about five minutes before I slowly inched out of the kitchen and back upstairs. He turned to watch me as I went, but didn’t move.

So after that I went up to my bathroom to take a shower and now my shower-head is leaking, which I blame on the stupid ritual. So if you guys know any good plumbers in the Baltimore area, I would really appreciate it.

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i got nominated for the Several Selfie Sunday choice awards by enough friends on here that if i tried to list them all it would look and feel like i was bragging! thanks everybody. I always feel pretty bad about how i look lol but im working on it. ik its supposed to be 9 but im doing 6 instead.

i love you all (all my friends on tumblr.com which you are even if i dont follow you back, you’re all my friends and i want you all to be happy)

i will tag some of my friends so that they will have to complete the ritual @unregardless @theevildavis@fruitsoftheape100 @hakushokuwaisei @jojoswoon @songsaboutswords @railroadsoftware @blvckchai @ectoplasmic-worms @honeymoon-hotline @something-profound-and-clever @sonypraystation @wetfruit (i want u to feel included but as a faceless blogger u can just post different cartoon whales or wet fruits ect if you like) @unclefather @supersmashthestatebros @deepwebdad @snotfan @gengar-wit-tits


probably leaving a lot of people out lol i accidentally closed my list before i was done oopis

Does anyone know a good plumber? I did one of those stupid rituals and now my shower is leaking. And there’s a faceless guy in my kitchen. (AKA the best scary story I've ever read)

(seriously, this one’s a doozy guys).

Does anyone know a good plumber? I did one of those stupid rituals and now my shower is leaking. And there’s a faceless guy in my kitchen. by narrativeofthelife

Does anyone know a good plumber? I fucked up one of those stupid ritual things that everyone is doing and now my shower is leaking and also there’s some faceless guy in my kitchen. My landlord comes tomorrow and he’s going to kill me, especially because I also have a cat and I’m not even supposed to have pets.

It all started when I was drunk messaging a girl on Tinder and she said that the only way we would meet up was if I did this weird ritual thing where I summon a ghost or some shit. I think she called it Mea Culpa or something.

Actually, her exact message was,

the decaying flesh will not rest i am the alpha and omega i have seen the burning cities consume the earth hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh [LINK TO RITUAL INSTRUCTIONS] our souls meet when darkness spills mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa kkkkkkkkkkkkkkggggggg

She was a weird chick.

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It’s February 1st·4th! (Because I was supposed to upload this a few days ago, but I’ve been having troubles with the new update.) To celebrate that, I have decided to make a photohunt of VALENTINE’S DAY THEMED PHOTOS

Under the cut you will find 170+ photos of Valentine’s Day decorations, and other stuff that could pass as that. Some are just simple and cute candles, while others are adoring table settings. There’s food, cards, flowers and a lots of other V-Day stuff that could be considered as decorations.·NOTE: The photohunt will be updated as I find more photos that fits in. A link will be posted when I do, so stay updated!

The pictures all have different sizes, so not all of them are HQ. None of these are mine, obviously. They were found on google, pinterest, instagram, weheartit, and other sites. The photos belongs to their rightful owners, however, if you find this photohunt helpful or uses any of the pictures in any way, please REBLOG or LIKE this post.

Don’t forget to check out my Halloween Special photohunt of food and treats, as well!

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