totally forgot that i made this one

You guys have no idea….

The past few weeks have been really hard for me, I’ve just been really lost with what I want to do (career wise) with my life. It’s been weighing on my mind and really getting me down, like it did again tonight. I was at dinner with my parents and started crying (again), I was just having a bad night.

AND THEN, that fucking cast man. All of them just dancing and being stupid, and God it literally just totally turned everything around! It actually made me smile, and laugh, and for .2 seconds I forgot about all the shit that’s been running through my mind. If I could marry an entire cast of people it would be the Wynonna Earp cast. I just wish I could hug them all and thank them for being one of the only things getting me through this shit ticket of a time in my life.

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Phichit might be the biggest Victuuri shipper, but there’s no way he’s going to let Victor whisk his best friend off to Russia before a few rounds of merciless teasing.


Phichit: And then he started crying! I can’t believe he felt threatened over that. It’s like he forgot he’s the one you’re choosing to marry!

Yuuri: Ha ha…Victor can be a bit extra sometimes.

Phichit: Yes, he is. You two are made for each other.

Yuuri: ?

This one actually required a lil bit of guts to post because while this works for me, I’m just starting to branch out of the research phase of witchcraft and starting to do my own practice, but I’m still petrified of doing things “wrong.” That disclaimer aside, I’m gonna explain what I’ve been working on and experimenting with.

So I’ve been making spell jars with candles on top lately. The idea here is that the spell jar is harnessing the energy of its contents when the candle is burning. That’s my intention for it anyway, and it seems to be working quite well.

This particular one I made today for the purpose of cleansing residual energy after I’ve helped a spirit cross over. I’ve had some issues with spirits in my apartment lately so that’s the reason for this.

It contains:
💧Stream Water (for cleansing)
💧Swamp Water (for banishing)
🌱Juniper leaves + berries (for cleansing and protection against malignant forces)
🍃 Violet Leaves (protection against evil)

(Also I’m totally aware that the ingredients list in my grimoire includes sage. I just forgot to add the sage before I sealed it lol).

I tried it out and it works pretty well. After I helped this one spirit cross over, I left it burning where she was standing for a few minutes and the residual energy was lessened but not gone. I’d imagine I’d need to let it burn for longer.

Anyway this was a little insight into my current practice. Maybe it could serve as an idea for someone else, or maybe I’m about to get roasted. I don’t really know.

Either way, thanks for reading ☺️

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He really tried learning how to play.


READ: Before u ask “what about the dodge ball one?” “what’s with the flamethower?”, lemme explian!

Here in Mexico, that game is called “quemados” wich means “burned” so, that’s why. Pretty easy! And since I made this in spanish first, I totally forgot that it has a completely different meaning in english! Sorry XD

Bungou Stray Dogs or that anime/manga where almost everyone likes to be extra™ with their long coats. 

Allow me to demonstrate with horrible pictures:

(I’ve probably made a big mistake, but this was something what I came up with when I suffered from insomnia, allergies and boredom. May contain a lot of typos and I do not know whether they are intentional or not. + I’m pretty sure I forgot someone from this “list”.. Oh well)

Edit: Yes. I’m ashamed, I totally forgot someone. 

Edit, again: One kind soul noticed that I had forgotten our dear and beloved mafia dad:

it is absolutely, hilariously astonishing to me how often i’m asked to provide a 25 page extensively sourced MLA formatted academic style paper about why i think pansy parkinson is a character worth discussing, but…here we are, i guess.

first thing’s first—

fanon pansy =/= canon pansy.

canon pansy =/= fanon pansy.

canon pansy is a one-dimensional bully with no discernible personality traits beyond “mean” and “myopic”. she’s villainized by the story. her primary function within the narrative is to follow draco malfoy around. she’s background noise. she giggles, and she shrieks, and she makes fun of harry & co. pansy parkinson is also a figurative dumping ground for an alarming number of awful, misogynistic, enormously unflattering stereotypes for female characters—her relationship with draco is depicted as at least partially one-sided, which makes her seem desperate; she has a tendency to mock other students for their physical appearances, which makes her seem insecure; and she’s likened, more than once, to a literal dog. literally. a dog.  

(rowling had a truly terrible habit of peppering the hp books with a lot of these villainous non-characters, who were almost always slytherins, and who were almost always described as either unattractive, unintelligent, or both. see: millicent bulstrode, who is jokingly suspected of being related to a troll. marcus flint, who cheats at quidditch, is held back multiple school years, and has appallingly bad teeth. crabbe & goyle, who are violent, overweight, and implied to need draco’s help with her homework in order to avoid flunking out.)

canon pansy is a poorly constructed caricature of a Mean Girl who readers are meant to find abhorrent. all the ingredients for a spectacularly unlikeable character are there. it’s like rowling had a checklist.

that said, pansy’s role as hermione’s social foil gives her slightly more of a personality than the majority of the other slytherins. pansy is shown to be friendly with blaise zabini, who is, canonically, arrogant and enigmatic and disdainful of draco malfoy. pansy wears a pink dress to the yule ball. she likes unicorns. she possesses leadership qualities—she’s a prefect, she has a “gang” of slytherin girls—and is, by virtue of that, at the very least an above average student. she’s loyal to the people she’s shown to be close to. she cries when draco is hurt. her political affiliations, parentage, and blood status are categorically unknown. we can assume she’s probably a pureblood, and that she chose not to fight against the death eater regime at hogwarts, but she wasn’t a death eater. her dialogue with draco and blaise zabini about the war in HPB was ambiguously supportive, at worst.

(important note—one of the major themes in the books is redemption. see: severus snape. regulus black. the malfoys. rowling’s world building was full of lofty, often convoluted metaphors for racism and homophobia, which had the unfortunate side-effect of humanizing a lot of actively, violently racist characters who would have otherwise been unpalatable to any reasonably self-aware reader. the notion that grand gestures of bravery and self-sacrifice are necessary for redemption—again, see: severus snape, regulus black, the malfoys—is, however, repulsive to me, especially when the argument of worthiness is centered on a teenage girl who has, canonically, spent her formative years hanging around actively, violently racist people. And that’s not even delving into the numerous instances of benign racism perpetrated by characters who aren’t vile slytherin blood supremacists. see: the weasleys. albus dumbledore. rufus scrimgeour. the text goes out of its way to emphasize that combating internalized prejudices is an ongoing battle that has to be consciously fought. it’s a choice. but i digress.)

canon pansy =/= fanon pansy.

fanon pansy =/= canon pansy.

i see a lot of discourse about pansy being an inappropriate “feminist icon"—she’s a bully, she’s mean to other girls, et cetera, et cetera—and the irony of passing that kind of judgment on a female character whose entire narrative existence is predicated on her ability to compare unfavorably to, you know, all the good female characters; it is staggering.

so.

look.

i have loved characters like hermione granger and ginny weasley and fleur delacour since i was a child. they are smart and brave and interesting and Not Like Other Girls. their flaws are considered socially acceptable. hermione is bossy and narrow-minded; but she’s also usually right. ginny is outspoken and reactionary and obstinate; but she’s also pretty and popular and good at sportball. fleur is vain and self-absorbed; but she’s also beautiful and brilliant and fiercely loyal.  

Not. Like. Other. Girls.

not like pansy parkinson, for example, who is, almost unapologetically, exactly the kind of girl no one ever wants to be.  

she likes pink. she giggles. she cries. she chases after a boy who, at best, seems mostly indifferent to her presence. she’s self-conscious enough about her nose that it’s a well-known sore spot for other students to maliciously poke at. i don’t think we ever get a description of what her voice sounds like, but i instinctively associate her with a high-pitched, nasally whine. she’s petty—see: her interview with rita skeeter in GoF—and she’s narcissistic—see: her stint with the inquisitorial squad—and she’s a cliché, of course, just not an especially creative one.

there are obvious, valid criticisms to be made about how people interact with characters like pansy parkinson. and draco malfoy. and severus snape. but there is a huge difference between blindly excusing or romanticizing those characters’ actions and making an effort to humanize them.  

tl;dr

bad people are not bad characters.

  • Henry: Mom, you're back! You believe!
  • Emma: Yeah, I don't know what's going on exactly, but I believe you.
  • Henry: I knew you would! Was it the book I made?
  • Emma: What? No. I totally forgot to open that.
  • Henry: Then what made you believe?
  • Emma: I haven't paid my rent in, like, three years and my kickass apartment is still on the market, untouched, like the day I left it? No way. Something's up.
  • Henry: Not the belief trigger I was hoping for, but I'll take it.
101 Things Meat Eaters Say to Vegans
  1. It’s the food chain
  2. Where do you get your protein from, HA?
  3. If we weren’t meant to eat animals then why are they so tasty?
  4. Don’t you know that we’re omnivores?
  5. Lions kill Zebras in the wild
  6. Vegetables have feelings too you know
  7. You kill ants when you walk
  8. Each to their own
  9. It’s natural, so there
  10. Everything in moderation
  11. The animals have to die sometime
  12. Cows will take over the planet if we don’t control them
  13. Jesus ate fish
  14. The Dalai Lama eats animals
  15. You only live once
  16. I knew a vegan once and he was sick
  17. Vegans are extreme
  18. Don’t tell me what to do
  19. We’ve been doing it since the beginning of time
  20. But worms eat our bodies when we die, so why is it OK for them?
  21. It’s the circle of life
  22. Cows are stupid
  23. You can’t save all the animals
  24. You can’t save the world
  25. Where do you get your B12?
  26. You can’t eat plants all day
  27. It’s not murder it’s slaughter
  28. But Bacon!
  29. We can’t digest grass
  30. It’s OK, they were bred for consumption
  31. Soy is genetically modified
  32. There’s not enough room on the planet to produce vegetables for everyone
  33. I’m allergic to Tofu
  34. Where do you get your Omega 3 from?
  35. If you were in the jungle you’d kill an animal to stay alive
  36. We’re predators
  37. What if you killed a pig with your car, then it would be OK to eat it?
  38. We’re animals
  39. It’s great that you’re vegan, but I couldn’t do it.
  40. Chickens won’t survive in the wild, releasing them is cruel
  41. Fish aren’t animals
  42. You’re not vegan! Spiders crawl into your mouth when you sleep
  43. Don’t eat the food’s food
  44. Plants can feel pain
  45. What about all the hungry kids in Africa?
  46. What about all the child slaves in China?
  47. You’re laptop has an ingredient in it that’s bad for the environment and you still use it
  48. Is your belt vegan?, what about your wallet, aha!
  49. We’re doing the animals a favour, nobody wants to be in those conditions
  50. The legal definition of murder does not include animals, so it’s fine
  51. I know you’re right, but I love meat
  52. They would eat you if they could
  53. I will never change
  54. Going vegan doesn’t change anything
  55. Well I only eat very little meat/ cheese/ eggs, none at all really
  56. Foie gras: You can’t taste the cruelty
  57. I know, I know,but you don’t think about that (in response to animal farming conditions)
  58. In a survival situation I would stay alive because I can eat people
  59. It’s wrong for children to throw stones at the ducks, but it’s perfectly fine to shoot them
  60. We bless the animals before we eat them, so we appreciate their death
  61. I’m grateful for the sacrifice the animal made for me
  62. Humane slaughter is OK
  63. It’s evolution man
  64. Meat gave us big brains
  65. What about Eskimos, they’d starve without meat!
  66. Vegans are weak
  67. Vegans are always tired
  68. Vegans fart more
  69. You’ll have weak bones
  70. What do you eat, grass?
  71. Hitler was a vegetarian
  72. You kill vegetables
  73. Why do you love animals but hate people?
  74. Veganism is like religion
  75. Vegans eat rabbit food
  76. Tofu is disgusting
  77. I tried going vegan once but I didn’t feel well
  78. What do you do in the winter when vegetables don’t grow mmmmmm?
  79. I’d rather eat meat and be happy then eat grass and be depressed!
  80. You’re vegan, GREAT more for me, haha
  81. But I don’t want to give up dairy!
  82. The animals are happy in the farms
  83. If you don’t milk the cows they’ll explode
  84. Do you want one? oh I forgot you can’t eat that.
  85. Vegans die as well you know
  86. I couldn’t be vegan I want to taste “EVERYTHING”
  87. I could never give up cheese
  88. I’m totally against animal cruelty (as they eat a steak)
  89. If we let the cows all live they will produce too much methane and poison the atmosphere
  90. Wait, Gorillas are Vegan, I think you made a mistake!
  91. Who would you rather save your sister or a cow?
  92. You can’t build muscle on a vegan diet
  93. Vegans are skinny
  94. Some people HAVE to eat meat, it’s their blood type or something, that’s SCIENCE!
  95. What else are the animals going to do?
  96. It must be so awkward for you when you go out
  97. Raising your kids vegan is child abuse
  98. The animals don’t feel anything, they stun them and then slice their throats, it’s fine
  99. Save animals eat a Vegan, LOL
  100. You need meat for energy
  101. Canine teeth! 

gosteon  asked:

I've only been here since August or September, what is the mishapocalypse?

omg i totally forgot that yall youngins dont know yalls meme history

well small ones let me tell you a story about how tumblr user @lokisleathersuit fucking destroyed the internet with the mishapocalypse

this fuckface had the great idea of everyone on april 1 2013 to change their icons to this picture misha collins

and then they did on march 31 2013 to kick off the event and so DID EVERY ONE ELSE

after a while everyones feed on DIFFERENT WEBSITES looked like this

and a lot of ppl made memes 

like this wonderful gem

and eventually misha collins himself tweeted this and everybody went fucking WILD

in conclusion this was the funniest thing that came out of 2013 other then the meteor  hitting russia that somehow didnt kill us unfortunately 

The List

When Killian comes across a list that Emma made when she was a teenager things get awkward but then soon take a sexy turn!

Read more of my work on ao3 and FF!

Sorry that it took me so long to write this! I’ve had the craziest past two weeks. I struggle with chronic pain and it’s been on bitch of a week so focusing enough to write has been a struggle. I hope to have another story or update done this week! Let me know if you want me to continue with this story. I think it could be kind of fun to write another chapter! There sure is a lot of possibilities! This idea just kind of came to me. And I mean we all have a list… No? Just me? Okay… heheheh I hope you enjoy!

Chapter two!

Rated M

“I think this is the last of it. Is this really all you own?” Killian questioned with a rather large box in hand, kicking the door shut with his foot before swaggering back to Emma. He set it down on the dining room table amongst the other boxes while she smiled endearingly up at him from the floor where she was sorting some old childhood photos and knick knacks.

“Yup, this is it. Seven boxes is the rest of my life. It’s mostly clothes anyways,” The blonde explained, ripping the tape off another package. Emma had just gotten the rest of her belongings out of storage from when she lived in New York from the missing year. She had meant to do it a lot sooner, but between her family, being sheriff again, and the newest threat the Snow Queen, getting her old sweaters and silverware were the least of her worries. She thought she would have to drive back into the city to get her possessions but she was able to get her old neighbor to mail them to her instead, making her life a lot easier. Killian had generously offered to help her unpack and sort her things allowing them to spend some much needed quality time together.

They had been officially dating for just a few weeks and things were surprisingly going very well. He had broke down her walls and proved to her and her family that he was worthy of their trust. Even her father had taken a shine to her new boyfriend. Emma was pulled from her train of thought when her phone rang. She quickly reached for it on the kitchen table before picking it up.

“Sheriff Swan,” She answered officially. “Oh, that was fast. Thanks I’ll be there in two minutes,” Emma responded with a delighted smile upon her face.

“Who was that, love?” Killian asked as he tore open another box with his hook. He really did look for any excuse to use that thing.

“It was Granny. Our food is ready to be picked up. I’ll be right back,” She told slinging her purse around her shoulder before heading for the door.

“Are you sure you don’t want be to come with you?” He replied walking towards her.

“No it’s okay. I’ll just be gone a second,” Emma smiled with a sarcastic twinkle in her eye. Leaning in she placed a chaste kiss to his lips before making her way back to the door.

“I’ll miss you,” Killian voiced, calling to his Swan. She flashed him a saucy grin, rolling her eyes at him.

“I’ll miss you, too,” Emma laughed, closing the loft door with a soft thud. Once his girlfriend had left he went back to his task of opening boxes and sorting their contents. He lifted a particularly heavy one onto the table, tearing the flaps open. The package was filled with a variety of books and what appeared to be journals.

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Hey, angels!
This actually took a while to write and I’m really sorry but I hope you like it anyways. Please let me know what you think! xx


Also, please note that my mother tongue isn’t english so there might be some mistakes. You can always correct me!

Requested by Anon: “Hi can you do an Archie x reader one where you and Archie are friends and Archie’s on the football team so you go to support him at one of his games. But you’re wearing one of his game jerseys as well and he really likes it so later after the game you guys go to the drive in theatre and he tells you how much he likes you then asks you out! Sorry if it confusing but love your writing! Xx❤️”

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

Pairing: Archie Andrews x Reader

Words: 727

My dad and I moved to Riverdale 5 years ago when my parents got divorced. It was a difficult time for all three of us but the decision who I want to live with was an easy one since I always was a daddy’s girl. Sure, I loved my mom but my dad was the one who supported me the most. He always went with me to ‘daddy-daughter-dates’. My mom seemed to prefer her work over me.


However, the first day at my new school was frighting since I was probably the shyest girl in the entire world. But I soon found a few friends, one of them was Archie Andrews. I don’t know how we started being friends but I do know it was the best day in my yet so short life. Since day one we were always there for each other and it never changed.



Today was one of Archie’s football games and I was incredibly proud of him. Before the game started Archie ran towards me. “I’m so glad you could make it”, he smiled widely. “Of course, Arch. I wouldn’t miss it for a thing. I’m so proud of you” I’m sure my eyes sparkled and my cheeks were probably tinted a slight pink. As cliché as it sounds I was utterly and completely in love with the red-headed boy in front of me. His brown eyes traveled down to my shirt. The smile on his face grew when he realized I was wearing one of his jerseys.


I felt my cheeks getting redder and redder. “I- uh I” I stuttered, unable to build a proper sentence. Before I could try to say another thing we heard a whistle. “I guess I have to go”, Archie made his way to the field and waved. “Good luck”, I yelled and smiled. The whole game I screamed and jumped. You could say every cell of my body supported Archie.


After the game I waited for Archie. A little over 10 minutes later I saw him walking in my direction. “Wanna go to the drive-in?”, he asked. “Yep. Does your dad drive us?”, I reply. He nodded and led me to his dad. 

 


“I hope the movie is good” I laughed lightly as we sat down. When Archie didn’t reply I looked at him confused. “Everything’s alright?”, I asked. “Yeah, yeah, totally” he muttered and looked at the screen. I shrugged it off and placed my head on his shoulder. During half of the movie we didn’t say a word, watching it in silence. The only thing that changed was Archie’s arm which was now wrapped around my shoulder.


“I’m sorry, I can’t do it anymore”, he suddenly whispered. His arm dropped from my shoulder. I lifted my head to look at him. “What? What can’t you do anymore, Archie?”, worry laced in my voice. “Sorry, I-I, sorry” he mumbled and stood up, walking away. “Archie”, I whisper-yelled, following him. Panic started to rise inside me. My hand grabbed his arm, trying to stop him.


The boy suddenly stopped, turning around. Desperation was written over his face. “Archie, please tell me what’s bothering you”, I begged, grabbing his hand and squeezing it lightly. “I like you, like I really like you. More than a friend should feel towards his friend”, he said with a small voice. “I know you don’t feel the same, I totally understand, but I still want to be friends with you. Of course, only if you still want to”, he spoke, staring into my eyes with his sad looking ones.


My heart never has beaten so fast as it did in this moment. A huge smile made its way in face. “Are you serious?”, I smiled widely, feeling the familiar heat in my cheeks. He nodded nervously. I forgot to give him a proper answer, too shocked by his confession. “I’m sorry, if I ruined our friendship. Can we just for-” I interrupted him with a quick peck on his lips, too shy to give him a longer kiss. “I really like you, too. I actually have feelings for you for months now”, I laughed awkwardly. A smile formed on his face. Not just a 'normal’ smile, no, a smile were his eyes sparkle. A smile that makes you believe you’re in heaven. The most beautiful smile.

Jealousy [REQUESTED]
  • Pairing: Jerome Valeska x Reader x Platonic! Deadpool
  • AU: HISHE-Villain Pub and Super Café
  • Prompt: [ANON] How about a female reader making Jerome jealous because he’s been sweet talking other girls. You can pick how it ends :D - Anon

I’M SORRY THAT I JUST FINISHED IT NOW ANON, I WAS BUSY YESTERDAY AND TOTALLY FORGOT TO FINISH THIS REQUEST ;-; Hope you like it though, also if you guys say that Deadpool isn’t a villain you’re half right, he is an anti-hero that means he is in between. That includes the explanation to Punisher too! ^^


You rolled your eyes at how casually your boyfriend, Jerome Valeska is seducing with the waitress who just gave a giddy smile in return. You and your partner Jerome, where at the secluded hideout that one of largest company made, Villain Pub. Unoriginal the name is but believe me the pub is like heaven. The pub was made by the HISHE Company, who established the Super Café where all the heroes hang out ironically. Mostly the Bat and the Man of Steel. Unlike the café, which was publicly open, the pub opens between midnight to three am and was hidden well and requires an identification for all that wants to enter the pub.

You pouted; Jerome was clearly not giving his attention enough for you. Your phone rang as it sang ‘Purple Lamborghini’, you excused yourself but Jerome and the waitress didn’t seem to bother. You groaned and continue on walking away towards the side of the entrance, that’s where a little amount of people crowd in. If you thought the C.R. is the best choice then you might encounter some wild villains getting points with the opposite sex.

You swiped to respond and greeted, “Hello?”

Boo!” you heard a boisterous shout behind your back as you grumbled in annoyment. It was the one and only Deadpool giggling at his little josh while ending the call, beside him was The Punisher—-

“Yeah, yeah Author. Try to shut up, I’m trying to make a move with Mrs. Valeska here and I cannot focus with you narrating and shit!” Okay Deadpool this is for the views all right, it’s not my fault that I just want to write some stuff with you in it. I can’t find the right Villain to make up with the reader so I chose an antihero like you! Now shut up and let me continue my business.

“I would rather not be called with that surname right now.” The man was rubbernecking at you weirdly as you pointed at the flirty Jerome and the love-struck waitress. He simpered under his mask, “I have a plan.”

You took interest at what he aforesaid and smirked, “I love how you think Wilson.” winking at him. The Punisher nictate and gazes at the male and female, shifting once in a while. “I don’t want to be part of this, now if you mind. I’ll just take a shot with El Diablo and Deadshot.”

Deadpool mewl at the answer of the male, “Awe men~ I was wishing a threesome but I respect your choice brother, go get some gay sex! I’m proud of you!”

The Punisher just snarled and took steps towards the bar. “So the plan is to make Jerome jealous I assumed,” you smirked, your device on hand. Deadpool puts his hand on his waist and took in the sights, “Why yes baby girl, and here’s the plan.”

-

Jerome was about to ask the attractive woman’s number when he took notice on how you just vanished unexpectedly. “As much as I love to talk more, gorgeous. But my date has seem to fled and I need to be a gentleman and find her.” He stood, his voice alluring the female to want more. “Alright Mr. J,” she slipped a tissue paper with her name on it and her number “Talk to me when you ditch the bitch.” Jerome took offence to this; no one can persecute his girl other than him. “I almost took that option but it seems,” he then proceeded to rip off the tissue in bits and lob it into the air “That you’re no better, just a slut.” He smiled while biting his lip and left the table behind while waitress stared at him in shock and embarrassment, his hand up waving away while he continued walking.

Toodles~”

He paced around the pub, trying to find you. Nodding to some acquaintance and even some of the older Jokers like him. When he arrived at the pool section, he examined a lot of people, mutants, etc. playing with each other as some cursed when the ball didn’t entered the hole, and with that many people he managed to detect you. There you are, with a man in red and black suit. It seems like he was teaching you how to play the game of pool, you were bended over the table, the stick on hand while pointing towards the white ball. The man also bended, his ‘largeness’ pressed to you while he held both of your hands educating you the right moves. And to his point of view, you were taking pleasure at the gesture of the disguised man.

“Deadpool he’s here! Take position!”

You could feel Deadpool’s raging boner pressed to your ass, “Will you control your penis?!”

He snickered, “Sorry dear, the Author won’t let me and besides I like this position.”

“He’s marching over the table,” Loki serenely stated while smirking. “ He seems upset. Good luck having a rough sex tonight (Y/N).” Even though Jerome was most likely to have rough sex by his looks and his infamous status, truth to be told he was gentle in bed. Afraid to hurt you, but now it seems not. You gulped at the thought, “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“You shouldn’t speak that kind of stuff with a child nearby.” Maleficent concealed Draco’s ears and glared at the people around the pool table. She casted a spell around the boy’s eyes that was now covered with clouds, unable to see. “My father will hear about this!” he whined, wrestling the lady’s hands while waving off the cloud that seems to stay just on spot.

Tom Riddle moaned, “Children.”

“True,” Bill Cipher said, rolling his eyes while sipping on a wine glass that was poured with the blood of a certain child that was accompanied by an eye.

“(Y/N)!” Jerome marched over to you, his face evident with anger. He grabbed your arm and roughly pulled you with him towards the exit. “Whoa bro, chillax, have a kit kat!” Deadpool chortled.

ENOUGH!” Jerome shot a bullet towards Deadpool, a perfect shot on his forehead. He groaned in pain as Jerome just pushed you to the exit, with one last sympathetic look at your best friend. He just gave pained thumbs up while slowly crouching down and was now laying in pain while the other villains peeked at the state of him being on the ground moaning while mumbling incoherent words.

“I hate being immortal,” he groaned in pain. “Why the fuck did the author even made Jerome shot me before he fucks the reader, clearly she got what she wants as I suffer through the pain.” He rolled the last words.

“Don’t worry, I’m a Doctor.” Doctor Bong snuck in.

“Last time you said that to me you made me try to kill the big man with the claws and that kitty girl.”

“At least he’s doctor.” Tate Langdon shrugged.  “How the fuck are you out with the curse shit stuff ghost boy?!”

“It’s Halloween.”

“Oh right, well I’m happy for Jeromey trying a new genre of sex this time.”

And that’s when all the villains including the anti-heroes nodded in agreement.

Hey guys! I promised a tutorial so here’s a little one.

I’m just going to explain overall what I did and not go into anything too detailed. Feel free to throw me a question if something is left too unclear!

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My wings are articulated and they’re not attached to my hands in any ways (Though I’m planning to change that by adding a string connected to my hand because my original way of pulling them up didn’t work, they’re too heavy with the feathers).

Here are some pictures of the base:

The idea of articulated wings is that the whole structure moves when you lift/move one part.

As you can see from the picture there are 3 longer and 2 shorter pieces. They’re made out of plywood but I’ve heard that balsa wood is a better option.

There are a total of 7 (14) joints at the points where the pieces of wood overlap. Each wing is attached to the back with a hinge so that I can fold them behind me (Useful in crowds and when walking through doors).

Then there are the feathers, aka the reason I never want to touch scissors again

I used 7m (23 feet) of white felt. I soaked the whole amount of fabric (in pieces) in a mixture made out of glue and water to harden them. It takes at least one or two days for them to dry completely. I forgot to flip some of them around at least once so they got stuck on the floor, dont do that. Cover your floors! I used some big trash bags I found lying around.

I also glued some sticks to the longest feathers after cutting them out to give them more support and to make them look more feathery–like. I made probably 400–500 feathers. I recommend getting your friends to help cutting them if you don’t want to lose your mind :’D

Getting the feathers attached was a tricky part. You can’t just glue them to the base or they’ll be sticking into odd directions when opening/closing the wings.

They need to move around freely so basically I just sticked a loop of wire to each feather. Then I put another piece of wire through it and secured it into place by twisting the two ends together. After that I glued the thing to the frames.

So beautiful! But hey, they aren’t supposed to show. Hot glue is gonna be your best friend at this point.

The biggest feathers are all attached to one big ”ring” made out of thicker wire. Big mess and the backside of the wings.

The feathers are in 3 layers, each layer overlapping the previous feathers:

The primaries and secondaries (1st layer) are painted from both front- and backside. The 2nd and 3rd layers cover the framework so you’re gonna need a lot of feathers over them. Note that wings don’t look the same from both sides!

I used the same technique for attaching the 2nd layer as for the 1st (wire-thingy) but I glued 3 feathers into each other to save time.

The 3rd layer is just glued to the top because will face the right way even if you do so.

When I had attached the feathers they were just hanging straight down (gotta love gravity). I had to do something to get them to lift up when I open the wings so I sewed them together. There goes a thread in the middle of each feather giving the wings also a maximum opening point (which is pretty big). I made some knots that the thread doesn’t slip away.

You won’t be able to do anything with these if you can’t get them on. I made a harness that you put on like a backbag through a hole in the shirt.

And woop, there it is! A pair of hella big articulated wings.

A picture of them closed

…aaand open.

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Some notes!

– This is kind of obvious but making wings like this is expensive and time consuming. I used probably around 100€ for the materials and the hours I’ve spent on this project are also close to a hundred (2 weeks of working from 10AM to 8PM or more, ugh)

– If you decide to do something like this please be careful not to strain yourself too much! I was crouching on the floor for many days in a row and my back and knees hurt like hell in the evenings. Also my right hand still hurts from bending all the wire although it’s been a week already.

– You’re gonna need space. No, not a small corner with a little table, I mean a huge amount of space. For the most of the time you need to work with the wings open (on a floor unless you have an enormous table), and mine are twice the size of me! tho I’m a 16–year–old short girl The wingspan is around 4+ meters, so, yeah. Of course you could always make smaller ones which I really do recommend.

– Surprise, this is also really messy! Especially the feathers make a big mess and you’re gonna get little pieces of felt stuck everywhere.

– This requires some sort of knowledge of using different tools. And skill. Feel free to challenge yourself but this isn’t the easiest sort of thing to do. It was hard even for me although I’ve made a pair of (still) wings before.

– These were surprisingly easy to wear around the convention even though the place was small. They are pretty heavy but not too much to not be able to wear them for 2 days straight.

– I bet that there are a lot better ways to do some parts and I’m fixing them & updating this tutorial when I can figure out better alternatives. (Also if you can think of something before me, send me a message!)

I hope that this was at least somewhat useful although it’s not really detailed. If you do make something inspired by this I’d love to see the results. Also it would be great to put a link to this so that other people can also get help making a pair uvu

Edit: Check out also my “davesprite cosplay” tag at my blog for more information!