want the old you back

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It’s finally done!!

Funny thing is that I doodled this comic out on valentine’s day and just never did anything about it. But then recently I got a bunch of followers who liked my cheerleader+nerd girl ideas so I thought I’ll finish this comic out for you guys!

Also they have names now!

Valerie (cheerleader) and Emma (nerd). I want to think of an official series title for them but nothing is coming up at the moment but I will eventually!

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Jane the Virgin

Life is full of tough moments, you have to fight for what you want.

I’ll be waiting for you when you’re ready to love me again,
I’ll put my hands up,
I’ll do everything different,
I’ll be better to you.
—  Adele ‘I’ll be waiting’
Your body is capable of almost anything if you treat it the way it deserves to be treated. You can climb mountains, run for miles and bend in ways that make people cringe, with the nourishment and love that you should always be striving to give it. Try loving your body, treat it as if it is a old friend, as if you want it to function into old age, and see what your body gives you back.
— 

Bodies are made for love by Amy Kennedy

13/03/17

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tfw when not even death can save u from dumb politics

eyyy it’s my Gangrel boi enjoying a Refreshing Beverage + two of his ghoul pals because they need some love too (or fanart at least)

this was just a random doodle at first inspired by my ‘vampire capri sun’ post but then i got in dat Art Mood™ and it got way more elaborate than i intended  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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☆TEST UNDETALE PUNK BAND PATCH SALE!☆

I’d really like to make more of these patches for you guys, possibly even have them available at ATLANTALE but Im not even sure if anyone out there aside from me enjoys them. So this is a test sale to see if there is even a public interest in such a thing… 

The fabric patches are machine washable, wear quite well and in my opinion look pretty bad ass in the style of classic grudge punk band patches. Attachable by safety pin to just about anything, or if you choose sew them on for a more permanent accessory!

Each patch is 100% hand made by me, From cutting the stencil, painting, to machine stitching along the outside edges- meaning each one is one of a kind and no two look quite alike.

☆I have 5 of each patch available. 

THAT IS ALL THERE EVER WILL BE, WHEN THESE 5 ARE GONE I WILL NOT RECUT THESE STENCILS! 

  • The Swapfell Sans is roughly 5′ at the widest point
  • the Underfell Papyrus patch is roughly 6′x6′
  • The Undertale Bros is 4.5′x7′

12$USD For one, 2 for 22$USD or all 3 for 30$USD!


IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PURCHASING: 

MESSAGE ME, INCLUDING YOUR EMAIL AND WHAT PATCHES YOU WANT.  

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  • *221B*
  • Molly: *playing with baby Rosie; wearing the deerstalker*
  • Rosamund: *giggling*
  • Sherlock: *feigning annoyance* Do you have to wear that stupid thing?
  • Molly: *shrugs* She loves it.
  • MP Mary: *watching over Rosie; smirking* She's not the only one.
  • Sherlock: *ignores her* I-I don't want her getting attached.
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes; tickles her goddaughter* Is Uncle Sherlock being a grumpy pants?
  • Rosamund: *squeals happily; kicking her legs*
  • MP Janine: *sitting on the sofa* She does look good, though.
  • MP Irene: *nods* Even I didn't look that good.
  • MP Jim: *peering dramatically out of the window; sighs* I would've.
  • Molly: *nudges his leg* Well?
  • Sherlock: *shakes his head* Hmm? *looks up*
  • Molly: *still wearing the hat; frowns* I was going to order takeaway. You want anything?
  • Sherlock: *staring; nods slowly*
  • Molly: *nods; goes to the laptop*
  • Sherlock: *blinks*
  • Sherlock: *stands* I need some air *marches out of the flat*
  • Molly: ...okay *shrugs*
I can find a little bit of you in everything. I can find you in the smell of freshly brewed coffee and I can find you in the warmth of a soft blanket on a cold day. I still remember the way you wrapped your arms around me so tightly and the way you smiled when you were exhausted. I can’t forget you. I don’t know if I even want to.
—  I wish it could just be us again. I need you now more than ever.
5 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,144

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as semi non-con, burns and the slightest suggestive smut

Originally posted by shishikookie

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“I’m not waiting outside.” Taehyung commented, being unreasonable.

The two of you were shopping in the heart of Seoul, you needed more clothes and general bits and pieces if you were expected to live with him and the others at the manor house. You’d told Jin that you wanted to go shopping for skincare products and other necessities, knowing he would instantly understand and take you. Unfortunately for you Jin was with Jimin all day, meaning somebody else had to play bodyguard.

“You’re not coming in with me!” You whisper-shouted, not wanting to cause a scene. “I don’t want you to see my underwear.” You explained, the two of you stood arguing outside an expensive lingerie store.

“Technically it’s not your underwear.” He protested, his large feline eyes rolling heavenward at your complaints. “You’re not going in alone.”

Yes I am.” You spat, handing him your other shopping bags as you stormed into the gorgeous floral scented shop. Suddenly a large hand grabbed onto yours, tugging you back until you crashed against something hard and unyielding. Snapping your head up you were met with the boxy smile of Taehyung, his brows wiggling animatedly as he stared down at you.

What are you doing?!” You tried to tear your hand away from his but it was useless, his grip was like that of a bear trap. You looked to his other hand, where he held five heavy shopping bags effortlessly in his giant palm, how was that even possible?

“Hi, yes-, hello.” Taehyung cooed at the slender sales assistant you hadn’t even noticed approaching you, disappointment washed over her delicate features as her eyes eventually landed on yours and Taehyung’s entwined fingers.
“My girlfriend needs some lingerie, is anybody available?”

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Alright i’m gonna write an essay cause i’ve seen one too many people giving dan ‘constructive criticism’ about his new video and im a little over it. firstly, dan does not need phil at the house watching back his videos before they go live and helping him film sketches for them to be ‘good’. Dan is a perfectly capable and intelligent 26 year old man. Secondly, i’m finding it funny that people are saying ‘it seemed like he just needed upload a video so he’s recycling old ideas’. he literally said on twitter that this has been in his ideas notebook for 2 YEARS, not to mention who cares if he felt like he had to upload a video…you realize that’s because of the pressure fans put on him right? and this was not recycling an old idea at all….like he named it similar because it was a funny continuation not because he was just repeating himself. 

It’s so great too how we encouraged dan to rebrand but as soon as he tries out a dinof style sketch video (which he has always enjoyed the style of) with a toned down more himself personality, y’all out here getting pissy about it? let the man live. the video was good. it was one of the best dinof style videos in a while and it was one of the most comfortable waffly videos i’ve ever seen out of dan. we should be encouraging him exploring this new meshing of content styles, not telling him we hate it and want the old dinof back. if you want the old dinof back, be my guest to get in a time machine and visit 2012, but i for one don’t want to go back to that hell and im excited to see dan thriving in 2017.

im not saying you can’t not like the video, or that it is the best video he’s ever made, but you dont know dan, you dont know how much mental or physical effort went into making this for you, and how much guts it took for him to try something a little different. give him a break, i think after 8 years of giving us exactly what we want, he gets to make whatever the hell he wants without us bitching and moaning about it. if you wanna bitch and moan about dan making a video that isn’t up to your preconceived dinof standards, go ahead and leave the phandom cause it’s gonna get old quick. 

Heart on the Line (part 5)

Masterlist


You and Bucky had your differences in college, but now you need a place to stay and he needs a roommate, and in order to make ends meet, you two start a phone sex line together.  

“For a Good Time, Call…” AU


author: sugardaddytonystark (formerly buckysbackpackbuckle)
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
word count: 1589

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A serious topic coming up

To my friends, the ones still here, my new ones, my old ones.
Life is fucking unfair. That’s the way it is. It sucks.
For me, it’s a matter of picking up your pieces and carrying on, forced smile or not.s o many others are in the same position as I am. It’s unfair.


I deserve to be here.
What happened to me is not who I am.


I had a talk with my on-call therapist, calling her happy as I was, because she asked me to.
I was up, up up up. Soaring. Smiling, dancing. Talking in ALL CAPS because being excited is exciting.
I had to wait until 8am
She asked me
“What’s different?”

And really thought about it. We laughed.
And I think the simplest answer to give is that I was comfortable, but she told me that I was comfortable behind covered windows and silent nights too.

So I thought about it some more.

“I feel accepted”, I said. “Validated”. Real.

And for my trauma to make me feel, not feel, cry, scream, kick and puke. Isn’t that unfair?
That a father, someone sworn by blood to care, reduces you to a work of fiction? Of pity?


But I care, I said. I don’t care. I want to change. I want it gone. I want me to rise, to feel, to laugh.
I want to smell hot chocolate and not get the urge to run.
And I cried. I cursed her for taking my happy away.

“But you are real” she said. “And you are healing.”

I told her life is unfair. And she told me, she was silent, but after she told me:
“Yes it is”


And it is.


It fucking is. And I curse mental illness. I curse the long road of recovery, I curse all the nights howling because I can’t speak, I curse hyperventilating, I curse confusion, I curse alcohol, I curse running until your legs give out, I curse food, meat, sleepingpills.
I curse wanting to understand, I curse privilege, I curse all the things I can’t help. I curse sadness, I curse loud noises. I curse it! I curse it all! How it sits and festers inside of you! I curse it!
I curse looking at yourself in the mirror and wanting to rip your skin off. I curse alternate universes, I curse screaming at your phone, I curse the feeling of loneliness, of being disgusting, of being unreal. Of the never enough. 

I don’t want to be the victim anymore. I dont want to curse, i dont want this anger. I want to heal. 

I will heal.