this will be a fun month or so


Well damn! Seems like just yesterday I hit 50 followers. Thanks for following my decent into B.A.P madness, I hope you enjoy the ride.

*people normally tag their fav mutuals and blogs here right?*

I dont know, i love everyone who comes to this blog and sees my antics with my friends and decide to follow me. But im gonna get sappy and tell you how i got into B.A.P.

Rewind to late 2014 (the dark ages, srry)

I was in gym class with my friends and they were talking about kpop and me being the weeaboo that i was, wasnt interested but then they told me to look up B.A.P one shot mv because (death tw) the way Daehyun got shot in the music video was funny so i go home and look it up and i get a chuckle out of it nothing more and then I see No Mercy (jp) and im like ‘i fucks with this’, i learned the dance and that was it. I also watched some of their other mvs (warrior and never give up👈 this is where i first fell for zelo) A couple of weeks later I learned about the lawsuit and my exact words were 'damn, that sucks I’ll come back to this when they settle or go to a different agency’ (cause people were talking about the probablility they will change agencies) fast foreward through 2015 and 2016 (where μ’s and klab owned my soul) and March of 2017, I remembered on my birthday about B.A.P and decided to check up on them. They were back! But with the same company….👎. But they were having a comeback! But i knew nothing about them not names not faces but the first thing i watched was One Fine Day and it was hilarious. It took me two weeks for me to be able to identify them by face and name. Fast foreward a little more to late May, @daehdream was having a giveaway and im like 'i like free things! and free b.a.p things are even better!’ but the requirements were to have a 70% b.a.p blog so im like yeah im just gonna stuff my existing blog with b.a.p and maybe ill have a chance but then i decided to make a sideblog for it keep my kpop shenanigans separate from everything else and ultimately this blog was born.

I didnt win that giveaway but i got so much more from that, i got new friends.

@7btobap6 @jongup-is-an-enigma @dreamermoonchan @himchans-eye-dimple @daestopiaa @daehyuns-matoki @take-yoo-there @yooaremydae @bangyongguktigger @zeloswaffles @chiquitabae @sera-chyeah @doitforbangyongguk @chaliceofroses @bestabsoluteperfectcrack @bestabsoluteshitposts @bap-time. I wanna thank you guys its been a hell of a ride

Laying the Groundwork

A/N: SURPRISE: I wrote a new thing! So my brain was in dire need of producing something with a little more humour and a lot more romance than the other things I’ve been writing as of late. Alas, this steamy, fun little story happened. This is Part I of II or III. Hope you like it! 😊

A/N 2: I began to write this for the ss month prompt “Connected Feelings” but evidently I really missed the deadline.

Summary: Sasuke and Sakura are both ready for physical intimacy, but neither is willing to make a move until the other expresses where their feelings stand. The catch is that neither knows how to express where their feelings stand. SasuSaku. Blank period.

Genre: Romance / Humour

Rated: T (Teen) for sexual themes

Disclaimer: All characters belong to the great Masashi Kishimoto

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It was the first night Sasuke and Sakura agreed to share a bed.

And I know what you’re thinking: our vagabond heroes are winding up for a steamy, passionate night, aren’t they? I mean, finally, after months of mutual dependency and roaming foreign lands, prowling the wild like predators and becoming attuned to each others’ basic, primal needs, Sasuke and Sakura must be ready to put a physical seal on their ever-growing, soul-connecting emotional bond… right?

Well, not exactly.

It was a choice borne of logic, not passion, because the only single-person rooms available at the only inn in town were enormous and, frankly, irritatingly expensive (to borrow a word from Sasuke himself). “What’s there to see in this town that made them hike up the prices?” Sasuke mumbled into his travelling companion’s ear, while ignoring the clerk’s glare. She could hear everything he was saying.

He’s got a point, Sakura thought, because this little town, somewhere on the Northern boarders of Fire country, wasn’t even a spec on the maps. “We could just share,” she proposed while trying to keep her voice as nonchalant as one possibly could when suggesting something so obviously… suggestive.

Sasuke stared at her for a moment while a million thoughts crossed his mind. Could she… She doesn’t want to…?

He stopped himself mid-thought.

No, that wasn’t what this was about. Sakura was practical and resourceful and that was why she wanted to share a room (and that was why he liked her).

“One room,” he said to the clerk.

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Gffdgkjgjklgjjjklgj my job has been giving me way less hours at work since it’s a slow time of year, and it’s taking longer than I expected to hear back from the library job I applied to, so I’m thinking about adding a paypal button or posting my paypal link? I didn’t want to because there are plenty of people who are more in need of donations than me, but idk what else to do (。ŏ﹏ŏ)

I’m pretty confident about getting the job at the library, but I just don’t know when they’re gonna contact me?? Also me and a few of my friends were thinking about opening an etsy shop eventually, I’ll be selling slime! I only know how to make one kind of slime right now and slime doesn’t sell for very much, but it’s something! I don’t think we’re ready to open it just yet though, so if I do post my paypal, I’ll take the link down and stop taking donations as soon as I either start the library job, or as soon as we open the etsy shop!

I’d also start making more gifs and stuff again too so I don’t feel as much like I’m taking donations for nothing;;; I wish I could do art or something (。ŏ﹏ŏ) But hopefully y’all understand

Stockholm Syndrome

Originally posted by grabiajulia

The one where Y/N is an ordinary girl who just auditioned for fun, when she was actually chosen out of a group of models to be the love interest in One Direction’s music video for ‘Stockholm Syndrome’ by Harry Styles himself.


The building that held the audition was frightening.

 It was freezing and there were a number of girls there that looked like super models, with they’re long, smooth legs and high heels, along with short skirts, and don’t forget the crop tops that revealed their tanned stomach’s.

God, don’t they ever have a candy bar?

Y/N thought while sitting across from one of them. The model was looking down at her phone with her gelled, pink finger nails. Her make up was on point and her high light was so bright, it could blind a person with 20/20 vision, Y/N presumed.

Y/N didn’t look like these girls at all. No, she wasn’t a model, but that doesn’t mean she wasn’t happy with her appearance. She was wearing a black tank top along with some ripped white skinny jeans, that stopped just before her ankle. Her shoes were her common ‘go to’ black flats that were worn out, yes, but she couldn’t give them up.

Her hair was an ombre color, with brown and blonde mixed in, and it was in her favorite style, down, falling over her shoulders, long enough to cover the middle of her breasts.

The whole reason as to why Y/N even wanted to audition for this was not because of her love for the band, no, this is what Y/N wanted to do, she wanted to act.

It had been a dream of her’s since she was little. She would sit at home for hours at a time in front of her television, watching as many movies as she could. Then she would reenact them for hours and have a blast.

So when she heard that One Direction was holding auditions for one of her favorite songs, she figured this was her shot.

“Y/N?” Y/N’s head shot up quickly and looked toward the direction of the voice. It was a woman with blonde hair and a clear complexion. She was smiling with a clipboard in her hand and the other holding the door open that closed automatically if you let go of it.

“Yeah!” Y/N said quick, before bending down to grab her belongings that were sitting by her feet. “Right this way.” the blonde haired woman said as Y/N approached closer to her, walking through the doorway and into the bright, white room that held huge long mirrors hanging horizontally on the wall to her right.

 “So the boys are going to see what you can do, okay?” “Wait, what?” Y/N’s eyes grew wide.

What the fuck? Y/N thought to herself while the lady was re-explaining herself to her. Y/N didn’t know the boys would be here! She figured it would be someone from their management team holding the auditions.

Now she was REALLY nervous.

She tried to hold herself together as the lady was still explaining everything to her. She felt as if the breakfast sandwich she had earlier this morning was going to soon meet her again, face to face, if she didn’t get out of this audition quick.

“They’re going to talk to you, ask you your name, get to know you a little bit and then play the song, to see how you react to it.” this lady was speaking very sweetly and calmly, but Y/N was surely going to throw up, either that or faint.

“Go right ahead.” were her last words to her, before Y/N was mindlessly walking further into the wide room. Her body froze once she first got sight of all the boys sitting at a folded up table, just a few feet away from the mirrors that were on the wall.

They looked even better in person. Y/N stared with slightly widened eyes as she witnessed them in action. Niall was laughing while pinching Liam’s arm, Liam was smiling and telling him to stop, while Zayn was laughing about something that Louis had told him softly and Harry- Harry was staring at Y/N.

He seemed to be the only one who noticed she was in the room with them. She smiled at him, Harry was always her favorite, she loved all the boys, of course, but she always found herself staring at Harry the most, just like he was staring at her now.

He had a brown hat on top of his head, it looked like the same one from the album cover of four, and a black button-up shirt that was exposing his tattooed swallows that were on his collar bone. His long, curly hair just barely above his shoulders, he looked breath-taking.

“Hello.” he spoke out and shortly after, the rest of the boys stopped goofing off and looked in Y/N’s direction. Her heart was beating so fast, she was sure at least one of the boys could hear it. “Hi.” Y/N let out softly, with her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined, she didn’t know exactly what to do with them.

“Hey love, wha’s yo’ name?” Louis called out to her as she smiled, “Y/N,” she saw as some of the boy’s eyebrows raised in an impressed way, as if though they weren’t expecting her name to be that. Then there was Harry, who was smiling widely at her before saying the word, “beautiful.”

Now she was sure her heart could be heard. Her cheeks were slightly turning pink from Harry’s comment about the name her father gave her. With her bottom lip tucked underneath her teeth, she stared back at the boys and mouthed Harry thank you, before Niall opened his open and began speaking.

“Where’r yah from, Y/N?” they were all quiet now, unlike earlier, before they realized she was in the same room as them, all eyes on her. She didn’t know who’s face to look at, so she just chose to look at each of them a little as she spoke.

“Here. Born and raised.” They all nodded and gave small remarks on it before Harry spoke up again, “how old are yah?” “twenty-one.” they all gave shocked looks, she didn’t look it, but maybe that was because she just turned twenty-one a week ago.

“Wow, you don’t look it,” Harry remarked with wide eyes still on her, while the others spoke in agreement toward him, “no?” Y/N teased with a scrunched nose, narrowed eyebrows and a shake of her head, something Harry found adorable.

“Nah.” he was staring dreamily at her now, this girl was the only one in this audition to actually catch his eye. Harry was honestly tired of seeing models in the videos, he wanted a normal girl who was humble and most relatable toward their fans. 

He had seen on Twitter a few months ago, fans replying to their past video that had a super model in it. They were saying things like, “I could never look like her.” or “she’s so skinny, I need to lose weight now.” it was really upsetting Harry to see the fans think that the boys were actually into girls like that.

“Okay, show us wha yah got.” Harry had heard Zayn say, causing him to break out of his daze. “Okay,” Y/N said nervously, as Liam was reaching for the boom box before Harry spoke up, “No.” Everyone froze and looked at him, they looked as if Harry had three heads, except Niall, he was smiling like an idiot in his direction.

“Wha?” Louis asked Harry as he was staring at Y/N, who looked just as confused as the boys. “I- I said no. I like her, she’s hired.” he spoke in his deep, raspy British voice while staring at Y/N with a smile curved on his lips. She was smiling widely now, her eyes widening too, and Harry couldn’t help but think that he truly made the right choice with her as the love interest. He would barely have to act.

“H- Hold on, Y/N.” Zayn spoke before they all got up and pushed Harry into a spare room that looked like a closet. Once the door shut behind Niall, who was the last person to follow, they all stared at Harry with crossed arms.

“Wha are ya doin, lad?” Louis asked him sternly, “we haven’t even seen her dance.” “well, maybe she won’t have to!” Harry spoke up in a frustrated voice, “Hell! We can’t even dance!” they all looked at Harry and then slowly nodded in agreement, remembering horrible flashbacks from the X-Factor.

“Don’t ya see? She perfect fo’ this.” Harry was looking at all of them now as they were all listening closely to what he had to say. “The song is about a fan kidnapping us and us falling in love with her, she looks very similar, if not older, to our fans.” they were looking at Harry and agreeing as he spoke more.

“If we put a damn super model in the video, it would just look off pudding, you have to admit.” they all nodded in agreement to his words, “I agree,” Niall stated, stepping closer toward Harry, “I say we go with her.” Liam nodded, “Yah, no mo’ auditions.” “She’s the one.” Zayn said and Harry couldn’t agree more.

Once they all stepped out of the spare room, Y/N had been waiting for about five minutes, still standing in the same spot she started at, just feet away from the folded table that they all re-sat down at. “Alrigh’,” Louis spoke before any of the other boys did, Y/N’s heart was beating out of her chest, did she get this or not?

What could they possibly have talked about for such a short amount of time? She was so nervous, they probably were going to drop her and go with one of the super models that one of the boys reminded Harry of, “we’ve all come to the conclusion that we really like yah,” Y/N’s eyes were widening, along with her lips at this point, “and we would be honored if ya would work with us in this video.”

A rush of happiness hit Y/N in the face like a semi, “yes, yes- yes!” she squealed as they all clapped and laughed while she ran up to each of them and shook their hands properly. When it came to Harry, he shook her hand and then pulled her in for a tight hug, rubbing her back slowly while swaying her back and forth and then whispering, “I can’t wait.”


Y/N had to admit, she felt much more relaxed around the boys after a few days of shooting, especially around Harry.

It had been day two of shoot and they already got a few verses of the song done. Y/N had been having a blast filming with the boys and honestly didn’t even feel as if she were acting. 


maybe she was. She couldn’t really see herself tying the boys up in the basement of her house while spoon feeding them and practically forcing them to contribute with her in the video.

They all would have laughs in between takes, talking about the last scene they filmed and how crazy it would be if they were really in that situation. Harry found himself laughing with Y/N more instead of the boys.

He loved being around her, hearing her giggle and watching as she would slightly blush after doing a take that involved her to get a little closer toward Harry than normal. This made him blush as well.

“Alright! We’re gonna do another scene now.” the director of the video spoke out loud over the laughter and talking between Y/N and the boys. Causing them to all look over in his direction, Y/N next to Harry once he got their full attention. He continued, “Y/N, for this scene, I want you to tie Harry to ‘your bed’.” 

Her eyes nearly jumped out of her sockets, “ooohh.” all the boys said with a rawr of laughter shortly afterward. Y/N looked over at Harry who was smirking at the director, silently thanking him. “Yeah, yeah. You’re going to straddle him as well, while doing so, then maybe slowly lean down to his face while he sings the lyrics to you.”

“Hey, is this the music video fo’ Stockholm Syndrome? Or are we all surprisingly on the set of the next Fifty Shades of Gray movie?” a wave of laughter filled the room from Louis’ comment, leaving Y/N and Harry visibly blushing. She was wondering if he would be comfortable shooting a scene like that, practically the start of a kinky porno, and he thought the same thing with her.

“Wait, I don’ know if Y/N would be comfortable shootin’ a scene like tha’,-” Harry started, but was soon cut off by Y/N, “I’ll be fine,” he shifted his head away from the direction of the director to Y/N with narrowed eyebrows, “let’s do it.”

With that, Y/N was straddling Harry on a king size bed while tying his wrists above his head to the bed frame. As she leaned over him, he could smell her perfume, it was sensational, it smelt like tropical fruits from a beautiful island, almost as beautiful as her.

He had only been wishing he were wear a cup right now, to hide his boner if he would possibly get one during this scene, which he knew he probably would. Once she finished tying him up, she stared at him and smiled with her hands on her thighs, waiting for the director to cue the music and yell, “action.”

They stared into each other’s eyes for a while, Harry couldn’t imagine being more happier than he was right now. If the director or the boys weren’t watching, he would most-likely be showing his kinky side by now.

She was so breath-taking, it was almost unbearable, he felt as if he were being tortured by being tied up and now having access to Y/N’s body. Not being able to have his hands roam her slim hips while he pulled in her in toward his face, just inches from his lips, right before he would press them onto hers, moaning softly into it as he opened his mouth slightly, taking her bottom lip between his teeth and hearing her whimper to him.

“Woah,” Y/N spoke as she felt the member between her thighs that she was sitting on grow in Harry’s pants. Harry blinked his daydream away before looking down at his crotch and groaning in embarrassment / pleasure with his eyes shut tight and his head leaned back against the head board.

“We haven’t even started yet, Harry.” “Shhh.” he told her quietly, trying hard to not have the director hear them, “I’m sorry- just bare with me.” he told her after looking at the boys and he director and seeing that they weren’t paying any attention to them.

“Don’t move too much, please.” he demanded to her in a soft tone that nearly sent a shiver down her spine. She couldn’t believe she was having this much impact on Harry, just from sitting on him- well, more like straddling him. She nodded and bit her lip lightly, only imagining what he would do to her if the director and the boys weren’t here. The thought slightly made her wet.

“ALRIGHT! CUE MUSIC!” the director yelled and nearly made Y/N jump out of her skin, causing her to shift her thighs slightly upward, having her hands fall on top of Harry’s chest. His eyes grew wide as he felt pleasure from Y/N’s shock movement, which allowed a groan to escape his lips.

Fuck,” he closed his eyes tight, “I’m sorry- he scared me.” Harry nodded, realizing that he had been a little louder than normal when he was asking to cue the music. “‘s alrigh’, just don’t continue.” he spoke softly to her with a chuckle escaping his lips after.

As much as he deeply wanted her to continue, he knew it’d be best if she didn’t. He didn’t know how the boys would react to him coming in his pants. He figured it would be something that should be saved for another time with Y/N. If there was going to be another time.

Once the music was playing, Y/N was doing exactly what the director was telling her to do, plus more. He had told her he wanted her to lean down to his face while Harry looked into her eyes, singing the lyrics with a shocked expression on his face. Harry really didn’t have to act for this scene at all. In fact he was hardly acting at all with Y/N.

During the scene, as Harry lip-synced to her, she would lightly kissed down his jaw, to make the scene more enjoyable and relatable to fans. Harry closed his eyes as he kept singing to her and then would slightly more his head to the side as she kissed further down his jaw to his neck.

His cock was pulsating at this point and Y/N was very damp too, the sexual tension was so thick between them that you could cut it with a knife. Oh, what he would give if he weren’t in a room with a camera and four boys.

“Alright, cut!” those words nearly saved Harry’s and Y/N’s life. If they were to continue any further, Y/N was sure she was going to forget all about the other people in the room and kiss her way down to the hem of his pants.

“Hey,” Harry was nearly panting to her, she shifted her head from the director’s direction, to his face with a smile, “yeah?” a smile formed at his lips now, “wha’ are yah doin’ afta this?” Y/N couldn’t help but blush at his words, he wanted to hang out with her, and she wanted that too, always has.

“Nothing, why?” she watched as his face brightened a bit from her response, “was wonderin’ if maybe you’d wanna go get coffee or somethin’,” he shrugged, with his hands still tied over his head, “spend a little alone time with yah.”

Y/N couldn’t help but nod in agreement with a smile painted on her lips, “I’d like that very much.”

fun fact, apparently that one “queer history” blog i mentioned many months ago that was asking for money (successfully, to the tune of hundreds per piece) to write unsourced unedited drivel applying various tumblr-popularized identity labels to historical figures has rebranded so you might even be following it and not know it lol


So today I decided to be bad and make some art for a book that I’ve had my eye on but haven’t gotten to read yet… ALiCE. (by @roselinproductions!)
The plot sounds fantastic and the character designs are absolutely amazing, and I’ve been itching to make some fanart for months.

So… since I am weak… I made some.

This is the protagonist Christopher…he’s great.
Renata, the protagonist from the sequel, very different from Christopher.
no explanation needed.
Michael…is just the type of character that I grow fascinated with.
I love this lady already.
I tried to make something cool with this character and it didn’t really work but y'know what’s done is done.
it’s a great ship ok thanks bye

If you have the chance, you should go buy and read this book!! I can already tell that it’s great, and I can’t wait to read it myself.

Here’s the info if you’re interested!!!!✨

Gen Batfam Christmas Stocking

A few months ago I asked whether anyone would be interested in participating in a gen Batfam Christmas Stocking event and didn’t get much of a response. I thought I’d try again because it’s still something I’d be interested in organising.

How it would work is anyone who wanted to participate would sign up by filing out a “stocking”, which is basically an informal form with what mediums you’d like (fic, art, recs, etc.), fav characters, likes/dislikes and a few prompts. The stockings are published to the main tumblr page then anyone can browse through them and pick whatever prompts they feel like filling. The goal is that at the end of the event, everyone has at least one thing (but hopefully more) in their stocking. Generally it’s pretty low pressure so even if you sign up then something happens and you can’t participate it’s not an issue.

Timetable for the event would be something along these lines:

  • Sign up - end of November
  • Creating - all of December
  • Release of filled stockings - first week of Jan

If you think this might be fun, I’d appreciate reblogs/likes/messages so I can get an idea of whether it’s worth organising. Thanks!

Sign of the Times - Pink Series pt. 5

Hello lovelies! So sorry this is a day late! And I know people are freaking out about Harry’s first solo tour right now! I’m in the same boat - ie. so fucking in love with this man! But please, read this when you get the chance - I had a lot of fun with it! Enjoy, my loves! And always, “Treat people with kindness” :)

Word Count: ~5k

.xx -M

These last two months have been what Harry thinks of as the hardest two months of his life. Sure, he’s gone without speaking to you for long breaks before, but never because he’d hurt you, never because you didn’t want to talk to him, always because you couldn’t, were too busy, or he was off touring the world as an international popstar. So, this wallowing at home all alone knowing that the last thing you’d want was to hear from him was absolutely brutal. He’d tried to distract himself by hanging out with Grimmy, even went up to Holmes Chapel to visit family, but not even his mother’s cooking and Gemma’s constant teasing could take away the pain he was feeling. 

He knew he’d fucked up, and he also knew there was nothing he could do about it at this point. He’d pushed too far, felt too much, as he was prone to do though he’d never tell anyone that. And now he was stuck, watching reruns of Friends, and hating himself for feeling like for the first time in his life, he felt somewhat similar to Ross, who is the last person on the show he’d want to be compared to. But here he was, pining, feeling sorry for himself, full of anger and self-hate, but wanting nothing more to be curled up by your side like a puppy, wrapped in your arms and your love forever. He’s never felt this pathetic before, and he can’t stand it, he really fucking can’t. So, as he sits there watching Ross make the mistake of taking another woman to bed even as he’s trying to win Rachel’s heart, he gets an idea. Admittedly, it’s a terrible idea and he’d never even think of doing this if he wasn’t drunk and heartbroken. But with resolve, he picks himself up, and heads to the bathroom to shower and get ready to go out on the prowl, and find someone to assuage his pain, at least for the night. He knows that there’s a party happening at a friend of a friend’s and makes his way there.

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Kakegurui Color Theory: Kirari Momobami//Yin Metal (TBC)

It’s about time. 

No, really, I’ve been wanting to do Kirari for literal months now. She was the character that started this whole color/element idea. It just got deeper, more fun, and more complicated from there. I also find her fascinating as a character. She not only looks Metal with that unnaturally beautiful white hair, but acts like a Yin Metal person, specifically. 

So. Main color is white. Direction is West. Season is autumn. Signs are the Monkey and Rooster. Planet is Venus. Despite the animal for Metal being the white tiger Byakko/Baihu (also a blue-eyed, white animal), the zodiac tiger is not at all related. Metal is slightly feminine, with Water being even more yin. Let’s focus on white for now. 

White is not a lucky color in China, and presumably not in Japan. It’s associated with purity, but after that, funerals. For this reason, do not wrap gifts in white paper. There’s another side to Kirari’s possible luck or lack thereof, but that will be in part two because it’s just too huge. 

Metal is represented by the “gold” (金) character, suggesting a relationship with money. People with a lot of Metal in their horoscopes seem to have a Midas touch, and will attract money. They enjoy high status. They are driven towards a goal, authoritative, and do not react well if those goals prove to not be worth it. 

Metal also represents autumn - the time of year when things are dying. Kirari’s recent dialogue is focused on that little moment before a person’s lights are snuffed out - not death itself, but dying

There is some debate as to whether Metal’s true planet is Venus or not. The Japanese days of the week use Metal to represent Friday - a day linked to one Norse goddess or another (whether they’re the same goddess is another entry). At least Japan thinks the Metal element belongs to goddesses.

Now, what’s this about “Yin Metal?” Chinese philosophy likes its things balanced. Even masculine elements like Fire have a yin and yang. Metal is a really good example to illustrate this idea: Yang Metal is a weapon like a sword, while Yin Metal is jewelry and other things that glitter. 

Yin Metal people like everything beautiful. Fine art, fine food, fine wine - everything enjoyed by the elite. You may as well think of this personality as “swank”,“bling” or whatever “I have money and I flaunt it with shiny things” word you like. I’m sure the terms I used are both vulgar to such a refined palette. If nothing else, they like the appearance of wealth, status, and power. 

This behavior comes with its own pitfalls. Yin Metal people are perfectionists. Anything that makes them look like anything less than the best will not be taken well. They like being seen as elite, to the point of alienating those close to them. Friendships are often transient. Deep down, Yin Metal people are sensitive and intuitive - not that they want you to know. 

Now, some of you may have noticed the “TBC” at the top of this entry. That’s because there was a bit I almost put in here that was almost as long as this entire entry. It was so fitting as a finisher that I wanted to save it. There is also at least one manga-only entry for Kirari, but that’ll wait until the anime’s end unless people really, really want it now. 

so during middleschool we had to write these short book reports every other week so instead of reading books i just picked a short YA book and memorized it. just straight up memorized entire scenes.

so when i got to class id write a report on one of the scenes i remembered. got to the point where id wonder if i had already written a report on that scene but fuck it if i dont remember the teacher probably wont either.

thing is a couple months later the teacher decided we could only read books from a pre-determined list of books no open choices anymore. all the books were absolutely horrible just the kind of YA novel thats written by someone who has never met a human being in their lives and is deathly allergic to fun.

so my way to cheat this was to dodge all the superfluous dialogue, skim to the main events, write a report on those. id only have a very vague idea what any of the books were about.

god i hated lit classes.

anonymous asked:

😮 so jealous that you're going to see Seth Meyers! Will you post all about how it goes?

AHH I honestly wasn’t planning to ?? because I didn’t think that anyone wanted to hear me ramble about it lol… BUT since you mentioned it and since the experience was just such a blast, I think I will share about how it went!!!!!!!!!!!

I have a rly long post (with a ton of unnecessary exclamation points) under the cut, but before anything I want to share that tickets to a taping of Late Night with Seth Meyers (and a number of other NBC shows) are completely FREE!!! I didn’t know about this until a few months ago and am not sure that this is common knowledge, so I thought I’d share this! I’d def recommend this for anyone who is a fan of LNSM or just looking for a fun/different experience in NYC! There’s more info here if you want to look into it, and feel free to bug me if you have any questions about how to get tickets or whatnot! 

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Yeah you might have noticed I’m not super active here anymore….

I’ve had this account for over a year and it’s been a blast but the past few months this blog has caused me guilt and stress instead of happiness and stress-relief.

I’ve moved on from Fallout 4, to my own projects, and while I still love Ed and Hancock dearly, this just isn’t that fun to me anymore

There’s Fallout art blogs that are way better and more active than mine anyway. Better art and better characters!

I might still sporadically update when the fancy strikes me or I feel like drawing the boys again

I’m still around over on @thepunchlineislesbian , and holler if you want my Skype/Discord/Telegram to discuss Fallout/OC stuff! I’m 100% always up for talking AU’s.



🌸 Tattoo artists!Jikook for anon 🐉

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(This is also for all the people requesting Otabek with his hair down)