turn of current

tfw you’re writing and your fic is turning into something you didn’t intend it to be

tfw you’re writing and a character says something you didn’t expect them to say and it sort of opens up a new plot point you’re going to have to resolve now by the end of the fic


The shock of the Assassin’s Creed Movie NOT premiering in my country this December really hit me hard. So I decided to cheer myself up by sketching my two current muses ( @therealjacksepticeye and Hugh Dancy) as modern day assassins.

I don’t think I’ll be lining or coloring these fully because I really liked how the sketches turned out. :)

[ Patreon is currently on hiatus but thank you for considering <3 ]

we are re-watching “The Princess and the Frog” and Tiana and Charlotte’s friendship still owns me
  • someone pushes Tiana at the party and she gets dirty and humiliated? boom, sorry Prince Naveen look alike, Charlotte needs to take her friend uptairs and dress her up like the Princess she should be
  • Charlottle has the money to buy the restaurant for Tiana but she knows that Tiana would never accept it, instead she makes her father hire Tiana and then her pay is enough to finish the amount of money she needs
  • Charlotte is the only friend Tiana has that doesn’t make fun of her for being always working, Charlotte wants to see Tiana happy 
  • The Prince is currently turned into a frog? Tiana doesn’t care how that happened she just wants to know who the impostor dancing with Lottie is and if he is dangerous to her friend
  • so Tiana and the real Prince are in love with each other? that’s perfectly fine!! Lottie wants Tia to be happy and if Naveen is her friend’s happiness then she will help them no matter what 
  • Lottie’s dream is to be a Princess, but she has no problem with Tiana becoming one first. 
  • Tia doesn’t make fun of Lottie wanting to be a Princess. So you wanna be royalty and have a good life with the love of your live?  go for it friend I support you!! just don’t marry douche ok? 

Charlotte and Tiana are 100% each other’s support through out the whole movie. Wherever their dreams are different or the same they truly just want each other happy.


12/28/16 6:05pm PST

it’s my birthday 🎈 and so i figured on re-introducing myself here: hi, my name’s aliah and i just turned 16! yay! i am currently in 10th grade here in the philippines, and i come from a science high school nearby :) i have two electives for this school year: human anatomy and game development! both are kinda at the end of the spectrum but heh.

i’ve been on tumblr for a while and here’s a list of my faves: @emmastudies, @studydiaryofamedstudent, @studywithinspo, @intellectus, @areistotle, @caffestudy, @studyplants, +++ ✨

the picture above is some of my papers i looked over to prepare for the resume of classes, which is next week. also, i started preparing my journal for 2017! i hope you had a fun christmas 🎅 also, if you’re a studyblr kindly ❤ or reblog this post so that i can check you out!

I actually feel kinda presentable today! (for once…)

How are you guys? <3 I’m seriously struggling to find motivation for school right now… I recently turned in my college applications so my current grades don’t really matter anymore (as long as I don’t completely fail HAHA)… After working my ass off for four years to get really high grades and test scores, I think I’m just feeling… done with high school now that college apps are over? I mean, I love learning a lot, but every day I feel like I’m stuck in this fish bowl? I am so looking forward to college… Hopefully my motivation for school will come back after this semester ends and second semester begins and my schedule changes! Which is in… two and a half weeks… what am I going to do in the meantime LAUGHS

Currents Turn Awry (Color)

Sine Qua Non Photography: images by Nathanael Handlang

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Paperwork - (Percival Graves x Reader)

(A/N: To whoever requested Graves smut! ^-^ I personally don’t really like this one that much, but feel free to judge for yourself.)



You are standing by the desk in your office at MACUSA, straightening out a large stack of paperwork that you had just finished filling out. Pushing a wily stray lock of hair back out of your eyes, you sighed contentedly. “There, all finished.” You slid a paperclip on the stack. Hearing the door open behind you, you turned to see your current boss, Percival Graves enter the room and close the door behind him with a click. “Oh, hello sir!”

“Almost finished, y/n?” He asked you, gesturing towards the pile with one hand. “Can I be of any assistance?” You couldn’t help but notice when his brown eyes flicked down to the neck-line of your blouse for a moment as he spoke. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, and you couldn’t help but hope that it wouldn’t be the last.

“Oh, um, no sir, I just finished actually. I think I’ve got it covered.” You offer a small smile, hoping that the less than appropriate thoughts that you were thinking at the moment weren’t making you blush.

Graves glanced casually over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow, and you could have sworn that he was checking to see if he had shut the door all the way behind him. In one smooth step, he was standing beside you. Your eyes widened in shock at his unexpected movement, glancing up at his form practically towering over you. “Why don’t I help you out a little anyway?” One of his hands slipped out from his jacket pocket and rested on your waist, pulling you up against his chest.

“Mr. Graves, what are you doing?” You gasped in surprise. You had never been this close to him in your entire time working at MACUSA. His chest felt strong and warm where you were leaning against it, and you realized that he was wearing some sort of cologne.

“I’m helping you.” His voice was soft and low as his hand began to caress your side almost absentmindedly.

“A-Are you alright?” You questioned him, voice quavering a little as your stomach erupted in butterflies.

“I’m not so sure myself, Miss y/n…” He mused. Abruptly his hand was on your ass, giving it a quick squeeze through your skirt. You gasped, feeling your heart lurch. You were frozen in your place, unable to move.

“Sir!” You squeaked, “I’m just… I mean- You can’t… I mean-“

“I can’t what?” He asked you, looking down into your shocked face and letting a small smirk slide onto his lips.

“You’re my boss! We work at MACUSA! You can’t just-“ You paused and gestured with your hands, searching for the words, “Do THIS in the middle of my office!” You spluttered.

“Why not?” He looked amused as his hand creeped down from your hip and under the hem of your skirt. Still in shock, you clamped your thighs together out of instinct. “It’s alright darling, I won’t hurt you.” His voice was soothing, and you let him gently push your thighs apart. The same hand that slid under your skirt began rubbing against you over your panties.

“But-“ You tried to protest again, trailing off.

“You don’t seem to mind too much.” He chuckled. You frowned, he did have a point. You were certainly enjoying yourself (though you didn’t dare admit that out loud)… But that didn’t mean he could just take you like this in the middle of your office at work! But then…

“Wait!” You insisted, but it was weak and obviously not entirely what you were feeling. Graves’ hand continued to stroke up and down, feeling how damp you were getting. Shifting so he was standing behind you, he pressed his hips onto you, and you could feel his erection as he slowly began to grind against you.

“What if I told you that these were orders from me, and you couldn’t turn them down?” He leaned down and whispered into your ear. His free arm snaked around your stomach and pulled you back into him.

“Well…” You whispered back, your apprehension fading more and more by the minute.

“Hm?” He hummed, nuzzling his face into your neck.

You were silent for a few moments before answering. “I’d say… Yes sir.”

“Very good.” He purred, thrusting up against you again. “You can say no if you need to.” He added, and you could hear a hint of concern in his voice.

Unable to speak, you simply nodded instead. Feeling your sign of assent, you heard him unzipping his trousers and the rustle they made as they fell down around his ankles, followed by his boxers. Closing your eyes and blushing, you felt the tip of his erection pressing against your ass.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” You let out a thrilled, breathless laugh.

“Bend over the desk.” His voice was gruff, and his command abrupt and commanding. You obeyed right away, clutching the edges of your old oaken desk so hard that you could see your knuckles turning white.

Suddenly your ears picked up on the sound of someone walking by outside, and you panicked for a second. You had completely forgotten that the two of you weren’t alone at home instead of in the middle of MACUSA. If this was going to happen, it had better happen fast, or the two of you would get caught. Graves seemed to realize this at the same time, as he let out a soft growl under his breath and pulled down your panties.

“What if someone comes in?” You couldn’t help but ask, worry gnawing at your insides.

“Sshhhhh…” He soothed you, fingers dipping inside of you. Before you could protest again, his cock was deep inside of you. Grabbing you firmly by the hips, he began to thrust into you. At first it was slow and sensuous, you still getting used to the feeling of him inside of you.

“Oh…” You whimpered, relishing the sensation of Graves fucking you over your own desk. As he began to pick up the pace, the only sound in the room was skin slapping on skin and your breathless moans.

“You know- Uh… This isn’t exactly what… Uh- I had in mind when I wa-was hi-hired!” You groaned.

“And did you see anything that said it wouldn’t happen when you were hired?” He asked, reaching up to fondle your breasts through your light blouse.

“Well, no! It’s rather- oh- obvious!”

Graves didn’t respond, instead moving one hand from your breast down to trace circles around your clit.

“Uhhh…” You moaned, feeling your whole body shudder. Mentally throwing your doubts aside, you decided that he could do whatever he wanted to you and you wouldn’t breath a word of protest.

Your sharp hearing caught the sound of more footsteps outside the office door before a voice called out, “Y/n, are you in there?”

You could have sworn that your heart stopped in fright. “Yeah, I’ll be out in a second, just wait out there please!”

Graves didn’t waste any more time, sensing the urgency of both situations. Long fingers roughly played with your clit, and his cock plunged deep inside of you with each thrust. Pulling out halfway, he pushed back in, snapping his hips faster.

You were whimpering now, feeling your orgasm begin to grow inside of you. Throwing your head back, you let the feeling take over your body, and your orgasm washed through you. Clenching around Graves, you could feel his thrusts getting sloppier as he sped up.

Moaning your name, he buried his face in your neck, leaving a sharp bite as he came inside of you. Still slowly thrusting as the remains of his orgasm spread through him, you could feel a bit of cum dripping down your thigh.

Breath hitching, he pulled his cock out of you, reaching one shaking hand up to stroke your hair almost reverently. Picking up his wand off of your desk where you had set it down, he cleaned up the mess that the two of you had made with a single flick of his wrist.

Helping each other get dressed in a daze, you weren’t sure what to think. After a moment of almost awkward silence, Graves pulled you back into his arms and pressed his lips to yours in a fierce kiss. As you felt his hot breath mixing with yours, you thought that you would have preferred if he had started the encounter this way. Still, you weren’t exactly complaining.

“Is there anything else that I definitely shouldn’t do?” He asked after you finally pulled away from the kiss, his voice gruff.

“Hm…” You looked up at him and winked. “You really shouldn’t take me out to dinner tonight.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Dems better spend the next 3 fucking years grooming a better candidate

No more of this “it’s so-and-so’s turn”.

The current President elect was LITERALLY endorsed by the fucking KKK. KKK members are on twitter BRAGGING about how big of a part they had in getting this man elected. 

How the FUCK do you LOSE to that?!

Dems need to get their shit together and stop assuming that people are “smarter” than they are. Clearly, the time for expecting the adults to be in charge has passed. 

My sister in law texted me last night and told me she was literally CRYING because she has to tell her daughters that our president is Trump. Like. We HAVE to get him out in 4 years (which is going to be hard because no matter how badly he fucks everything up, the electorate is reluctant to unseat an incumbent president after 4 years), hopefully all they will remember of him will be in their history books (which I’m sure Texas will make sure are 100% accurate).

I’m in a reliably blue state that did what we needed to do for the national elections, but I’m still going to be side-eyeing the fuck out of white people today, especially white women.