what am i even tagging this right

when you're autistic but you still wanna be cool online

- when ur reblogging a post about your special interest and ur trying to decide whether or not infodumping and screaming in all caps in the tags would be annoying

- “am i close enough with this person to use u instead of you? do i even need to wait? can i use “u” with strangers??”

- “you’ll have to forgive me for this…” no that sounds way too formal what’s the Normal way to phrase it?

-“is this a situation where proper grammar and spelling is necessary?”

- “i’m feeling an emotion ?? what do people do when they feel an emotion? swear??? yeah i can do that what’s the right swear word to use in this context?”

- when you’re re-reading a post before you post it and find words like “therefore” and u gotta rewrite the whole thing

- when your grammar is both too formal and too casual and ur not sure if what u said was phrased awkwardly

- when you run out of words to say so you respond to everything with ‘aaaaaa’

- “was that a nice thing to say???? did that seem blunt or rude? how do i tell?? i don’t want them to think i hate them. best to be overly positive just to be sure”

- typin how you talk in real life…… so there are fuckin ellipses everywhere……… cause you pause a lot. and then you feel weird about it.

- “is this person being rude or am i misinterpreting it? best to just not respond at all”

aight weird lil thing I noticed about papyrus and sans’ house

their rooms don’t line up with the rest of the interior (I scaled the rooms down a bit to make the entrance the same size as the door)

however, when you swap their positions it’s a perfect fit

the space between their rooms is also a bit larger than sans’ room, with the bone painting at the spot where you’d expect the door to a third room to be.

so like this /could/ mean I’m just reading too much into things however it could also mean gaster’s room used to be there and idk about yall but i know what i’m going with

also interesting to note maybe is that papyrus’ room is the only room in the entire game that doesn’t have any background music, not even after you beat asriel and “reunited” plays everywhere else.

six of crows au where kuwei doesn’t exist

  • nina and matthias never have that moment where they realize they’re on the same side and therefore can’t trust each other
  • by some miracle they make it out of the ice court alive without nina having any parem
  • wylan never finds the courage to stand beside jesper on the way home because he’s too shy in his own skin
  • without the promise of reward for the scientist inej doesn’t consider her dream of hunting slavers possible, which means she never tells kaz so he has no reason to ask her to stay in ketterdam with him, and inej goes on thinking he doesn’t have deeper feelings for her
  • they go back to the barrel empty handed and their friendships never strengthen and most importantly to kaz—they never make their millions
  • pekka, heleen and van eck are still at large 
  • kaz never gets the help he needs to find inej’s parents
  • there’s really no reason to work with wylan again since raske is better with demolition after all and they’re not working with jan anymore
  • jesper’s life lacks chaos without any big heists and he goes back to gambling regularly
  • and poor matthias
  • he still meets his fate the same way when it’s found out he’s not in hellgate anymore. but the sad difference is it would have all been for nothing….

spoiler: it’s just not realistic.jpg stop acting like the story could exist without him. he’s a crucial character thanks bye

This is a small post to say, I appreciate all your positive words & criticisms too.
Feedback is an opportunity to learn.
In particular, I believe being open to criticism can make our journey through life a lot smoother. Whether it’s constructively intended or not, you have the option to use it, or ignore it. I want to let you all know, I am open to any concerns you have, with how I stream or jokes I make. The streamers & I all use this tag to interact with the community and to share positivity. We all try our best at being easily approachable, reading our emails & answering our asks as promptly as possible. Communication is important  to all of us & it’s something I value highly.

This year I have set my values around sharing as much positivity as possible. To say the least, it’s what we all need right now. Even as a Video Game Streamer, this is something we can all get behind- that sharing happiness is one of the only things that lasts in the world and in the end connects us all.

My stream is not a place for vitriol or spreading hatred. I don’t want you to think about negativity in my stream, well all have enough of it in our own lives- whoever you are. I owe this to you & anyone that looks toward my content for a laugh.

I try to grow each year as a person, as do we all, however I still make mistakes. I’m constantly learning about people and how to better myself. If there’s anything I can improve upon in my streams send me a mail or an ask.

John Lennon said “Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears.”

I count my life by smiles- you have all brought me thousands. This year, I’m going to try my best to give it back and spread as much positivity and love as possible.

movies that should exist: a pride & prejudice modern adaptation
starring mindy kaling as elizabeth bennet & jessica chastain as darcy fitzwilliam

“ugh. you LOVE me?”
“don’t make that face. it’s not like i want to. you’re loud and you talk too much about television for an adult and every single member of your family has friended me on facebook despite the fact that i’ve never spoken to most of them, and most of them have very poor punctuation. in fact, this whole situation is very embarrassing. like herpes. but like herpes, i don’t think it’s curable without taking action. so here i am. telling you. i love you.”
“can you even hear yourself right now?”
“so … what are your thoughts?”
“what are my thoughts? about your i-love-you-like-herpes speech?? which, p.s., herpes is incurable. that shit’s always gonna flare up again.”
“exactly. the metaphor is appropriate.”

Friends and Lovers

See my friends to lovers tag. Based on various prompt requests.


1)“I just don’t think they’re good enough for you.”
“Yeah, you’re the only one good enough for me, right?” Their friend was joking, but it still made their stomach skip a few beats. Their friend’s head tilted, watching them closely, curiously even. They quickly looked away in panic.


2)  “We can’t keep doing this.” 
“What do you mean?” their friend paused halfway to picking up their clothes, confused. “Am I really bad?”
“What? No - no -” I’m in love with you. This wrecking my heart. “I just mean - well - I don’t want to mess up our friendship with fooling around that means nothing, you know? No strings attached. No point letting it get messy.”
“I - right - nothing. Obviously.”
Why did they suddenly feel like the worst person in the world?


3) They jumped as the phone buzzed, and didn’t quite dare pick up. 
‘You stood me up. That’s kinda shit.’
They hesitated over replying - it was tempting just to vanish. Their stomach squeezed and they picked up their phone with trembling hands. ‘I panicked,’ they texted. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Am I that scary?’
‘Meeting you is. I’m not good face to face.’ 
‘Don’t worry, I’ll only chop you up for pate.’ 
Despite themselves, they found themselves smiling. Then the smile froze.
INCOMING: PHONE CALL


4) “I mean you’re…you,” they waved a hand at the general splendour of them. “You could have anyone you want.”
A soft, if slightly incredulous, smile crossed their friends lips. They caught their gesturing hands, bringing them to their lips, drawing them closer. “I want you. If I can have anyone I want, don’t you think I should get to have you, hm?”
They managed to nod dumbly.


5) “Hey stranger.” Their best friend slid next to them at the bar, raising their brows as they took in the drink and properly ordered two more. “Bit too pretty to be sitting to be at the bar on your own, aren’t you?”
They snorted, at that line. “Ah, well, thank god I’ve got you to rescue me.”
Their friend’s expression turned slightly more serious. “What happened?”
“[X] just broke up with me.” 
“Always said they were a nutter.” 

LUCIO AGAIN BECAUSE  WHAT A BAE

Okay I know I know you guys are prob tired of seeing text posts from me but I mean I just need everyone to stop for a moment.

Has ANYONE done the “crushing a watermelon with those thighs” joke with Lucio yet?
Because I haven’t seen one yet and I am flabbergasted. 
Because I mean let’s go back to capoeira for just a moment
Not only are my boys thighs thicc (yes thicc because just thick doesn’t do it JUSTICE) But you KNOW that shit is all muscle.
It would take him like 2 seconds.

Okay I am done, I promise, I just needed to share that. 

anonymous asked:

Omgomg first of all your I love you bet story is ADORABLE and everything I needed in life. Second, I saw your tags on it and now I'm desperately DYING for the isak version pretty please❤️

thank you so much friend!!! you are too nice!!!

isak version coming right up!

even’s version/part 1 is here!

  • so it starts with the boysquad groupchat after even wins
  • jonas: so boys, what’s the result?
  • even: :D
  • isak: …he won
  • mahdi: yessssss!!! cough up, boys!
  • magnus: seriously? i’m impressed but annoyed
  • isak: we’ve broken up btw. jonas can i crash at yours?
  • even: D:
  • magnus: what the fuck??????
  • even: he’s kidding mags
  • isak: i’m not.
  • mahdi: isak, buddy, don’t be a sore loser
  • isak: fuck you, i am a sore loser.
  • someone didn’t tell me they loved me for 24 hours
  • mahdi: no-one’s told me they love me in months, isak. i’m sure you’ll recover 
  • magnus: mahdi i love you
  • as a bro
  • but isak how about you give him a taste of his own medicine
  • i’ll bet on you to win
  • even: no no no no no no no no
  • isak: thats actually an awesome idea
  • so that’s how it starts
  • even tries his best to talk isak out of it because he doesn’t think he can survive that
  • but isak is pretty set on beating even
  • the bet is for 24 hours again, scheduled for exactly a week after even did it, with the same rules
  • isak says he could go 25 hours, if he wanted (but he’s not going to because that’d be mean)
  • the same people bet as before, but this time the votes are a little more biased towards isak being able to manage it
  • only even, sana, and jonas vote against him
  • (he doesn’t speak to any of them for an hour after he finds out)
  • (”sana, what happened to having faith in your best bud!”
  • “there’s a difference between having faith and lying to yourself”
  • “it’s not lying, i’ve got this.”
  • sana just raises an eyebrow and turns away)
  • the rest of him think he’s so grumpy that he probably doesn’t say it that much anyway
  • (they’re wrong)
  • jonas doesn’t bother to remind them how soft isak turns around his boyfriend because the more people who vote for him to win, the more money jonas gets when it turns out they’re wrong (he may be a socialist at heart but he lives in a capitalist society and he sure as hell isnt missing out on the chance to win money (he needs it for weed))
  • isak has a plan, though.
  • he’s not going to avoid even, per say, because that’s against the rules
  • but he’s pretty confident in his ability to turn “The Grump” on, so that no-one wants to talk to him anyway, and even won’t talk to him and he won’t be tempted to say it
  • (granted, he’s never really used The Grump on even, but that’s a minor detail, he’s sure he can do it)
  • so they’re in the cafeteria again on friday, and this time the girls are there too because they don’t wanna miss out on the fun
  • jonas counts down from ten and isak is completely silent, ignoring the way that even is pouting at him and nosing at his cheek like a little puppy that doesnt have enough attention
  • “i told you i loved you in the countdown” he complains, and isak just smirks
  • “deal with it”
  • naturally, even’s first attempt to get isak to fail comes a second after the countdown, just like isak tried (and nearly succeeded at) last week
  • “isak i love you”
  • isak just raises an eyebrow
  • “you think i’m that easy?”
  • “worth a shot”
  • even bothers him non-stop for arround two minutes with kisses and nose nuzzles and i love yous
  • everyone’s kind of laughing because isak is doing a really good unimpressed face
  • even is pulliing the saddest face ever, magnus kind of wants to hug him, but isak just says “24 hours, baby” with a little smirk
  • even gives up after that, not completely but he puts less effort into it and just turns to have a conversation with jonas (while keeping one arm around isak’s waist because, come on, he needs something)
  • isak turns to eva and starts a conversation with her, and then the table dissolves into normal lunchtime conversations
  • five uneventful minutes later, even kisses isak’s hair and stands up
  • “i’m going to get some food, you want anything?”
  • “no thanks”
  • even comes back two minutes later and he’s brought isak a cheese toastie anyway (it’s kind of a sad looking cheese toastie, but still)
  • isak looks up at even’s smile and down to the cheese toastie that he’s holding out to him, and without thinking -
  • “i love you”
  • there’s a pause, in which everyone around them looks at isak and just… sighs
  • “….fuck”
9

what are you doing jules

Well im not taking the same photo over and over again and calling it different i dunno what you’re talking about


I may not have snack falcon cups, but bow howdy do i have starbucks cups out the wazoo

Turtles man

Part 1

Summary:  Two weeks after waking up with no recollection of the people and ship around you, you take your future in your hands and try to piece together your past and the events that lead up to you losing your memory of the last five years. This means finally meeting Scotty, the man you just learned is your husband.

Word Count:  1,138

Author’s Note:  This is my first series that I’m posting on here! Please let me know what you think, I really love getting feedback.

Table of Contents Here



Scotty looked up at exactly the wrong moment. Jim made a joke and the whole table burst into laughter, including you. Your beautiful eyes crinkled up and your unapologetic smile bared your gleaming teeth. You simply shone.

Scotty couldn’t even bring himself to laugh when you laid your hand on Jim’s arm, steadying yourself as you calmed. Scotty’s heart clenched painfully.

And then there was Jim, that bastard, not that it was his fault, leaning in and laughing with you, tickled to make you smile so beautifully.

Scotty mumbled an excuse and stood, dropping his napkin on his tray and leaving the table at a steady stumble, trying to navigate through the pounding of blood in his ears.

The hallway rang with silence as the mess hall doors closed behind him.  Scotty looked up and down the hall, completely lost. He’s walked every single hall of this wonderful ship with you on his arm and now… what’s a man to do without you? How could he possibly move on and find some semblance of peace when you were in there laughing like that with Kirk of all people? Captain Fucking Perfect Hair with all his goodman charm and warmth…

“Scotty?”

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What We Created (9)

Sebastian Stan x Reader (pregnancy series)

Summary: A one nightstand with the one and only Sebastian Stan changes your life and his forever

Word count: 1,308 (short because sadly the storyy is coming to an end)

Warning: fluff, gender reveal

A/N: Seriously so sorry for taking this long to update. I started real estate classes and my first day i took so many notes my hand started swelling. Life is really draining me right now, on top of keeping my Instagram and YouTube updated and getting ready for college. I hope you understand. Hopefully part 10 comes faster than this part did. Also lets pretend Anthony Mackie has social media, okay?

What We Created Masterlist

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Married Life

A Wattpad request. I do not own Jon or Davos. They belong to George R.R.Martin. 

Warnings: brief mentions of jealousy. Fluff

Pairings: Jon Snow x wife!reader, Davos Seaworth. 

Originally posted by winterfellskingdom

When Jon left for the Wall, you didn’t think you’d ever see him again. When your father had traveled to the Wall at the urging of the Lord Commander, you went with him. When you saw Jon, you had to fight the urge to hug him to you. After his victory over Ramsay Bolton at Winterfell, you couldn’t fight it anymore. You literally jumped for joy, right into Jon’s arms.

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Sunday Afternoon

Characters: Clint x Reader

Summary: For the past few months you have noticed a change in your relationship with a certain Avenger and you can’t help but wonder if this is the end.

Word Count:  1324 words

Prompt: Tell Me On A Sunday

Originally posted by deedeethegirl

There wasn’t a moment that you could point at and say ‘there, that was when things changed’, it was just a gradual ebbing away but once you had seen it you couldn’t ‘unsee’ it.  In fact, you had begun to wonder if the others had noticed, if you had been the last one to see.  Sitting on the roof of the compound you didn’t even turn when you heard footsteps approach which you knew were his.  He sat down next to you and a silence enfolded you both for a few moments.  “We need to talk.” His four words pierced through the quiet and you took a deep breath, bracing yourself for what you knew was coming.

You had been wondering how he would break the news, that he didn’t love you anymore, that this relationship was dead.  It made sense that he would tell you face to face.  He wasn’t the type of guy who would simply send a text message or slide a post it note under your door.  He wasn’t Tony.  The long ‘Dean John’ letter would be more Bucky’s thing, possibly Steve. Yeah, Steve hated seeing any pain he caused people.  He would probably start to tell a girl to her face and almost instantly change his mind and stay in the relationship for a few more weeks before he found the courage to break her heart.  You wouldn’t want a letter.  Words deliberately captured permanently on paper for you to go over and analyses, causing the pain to stab at your heart over and over again.  No.  You were glad this wasn’t a letter.  It also wasn’t the drunken 3am call from a friends house, which was Scotts method. Not only did the poor girl get dumped but she also had to deal with being woken up!  You would much rather be sat out in the sun, looking down on Wanda and Vision playing catch while Steve and Bucky leaned on the fence laughing.  The reminder that even though your life was about to fall apart at the seams everything else just carried on as normal. Just a typical Sunday afternoon.

You look over at Clint and see he is looking out over the scene below with a sense of detachment and you look up at the clouds that lazily made their way through the bright azure sky.  There wasn’t going to be a big argument, no deep conversation where you went into the whys and wherefores of the situation.  You knew he was searching for a way to let you down easy, to lessen the blow.  Here was the man you loved with every fiber of your being trying to find the kindest way of saying goodbye and if your heart wasn’t already breaking that sure as hell would have done it.  

It wasn’t as if you had been fighting more recently.  Sure, there were your usual squabbles about nothing much but it was the silence that had been the scary thing to realise. Those moments when you would walk into a room where he was deep in conversation with Nat and they would both clam up as soon as they noticed you.  Those moments just before sleep where once you would have discussed your day were now filled with a void of wordlessness leaving you to drift off into an uneasy sleep.  The silence between you was suffocating.  Where once you had found it easy to talk to him about everything now you struggled to find anything to say.

Then there were the times he would go off on a mission without waking you to say goodbye.  Of course, when he returned he had said he just didn’t want to wake you when you’d been having such trouble sleeping and his explanation made sense but… you couldn’t help thinking about how you would have felt if he hadn’t come back, if you hadn’t had the chance to tell him you loved him one last time.  It hit you that from this moment on you would never that that opportunity ever again and unshed tears blurred your vision.

Other couples would have made this moment into a dramatic spectacle, pulled everyone into the scene with slammed doors and thrown wine bottles. You two weren’t destined for a dramatic goodbye.  No running off in the pouring rain or last minute calls from the airport as one of you left never to return.  No. For you it would be a beautifully sunny Sunday afternoon as the light breeze ruffled the leaves of the nearby trees and Sam glided through the air trying out his latest adjustments.  Clint took a deep breath and turned to look at you. “I’m sorry.”

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anonymous asked:

tbh I think you don't like Taylor Nicole Dean because she's a better youtuber and has more subs than you.

Hey anon! I decided to dig through my tnd critical tag and discover exactly why I have issue with TND. Lets start off with the FAQ question!

“I rarely have an opinion on any other blogs or channels as a person.” As I have never met TND I cannot say if I like or dislike her as a person, because I don’t know how different her online persona is from how she truly is. Awesome, glad we sorted that part out.

Here’s a post I reblogged about her.

All of those are concerns with how she cares for her animals, and the breeders she chooses to support. Nothing there about sub count, that’s weird.

The rest of the posts in that tag are about the RES she bought.

Looks like my only issue here is that she gave money to someone breaking the law, had no plan for keeping those turtles longterm if need be, and was breaking the law herself by rehoming them. There’s nothing there about me being jealous. Am I just not reading my own posts right? Does this even say what I think it says? Am I even talking about turtles? Help me, anon!

Anyways, my YouTube channel is not an actual thing I put much effort into. I occasionally make videos for this blog to show my animals or little clips like when someone asked if Sparky tolerates being booped on the head. It keeps the videos I make in one place so my readers don’t have to dig through my blog to find them. I don’t care about sub count, and for that matter I don’t care about my number of followers on here, because this is what I enjoy doing and enjoy talking about. Sure, as I gained followers I needed to think more about the persona I’m projecting and the mood I’m bringing to this space, but that’s normal, and I’m also cleaning this blog up to put it on my resumé, but I’d be doing that whether I had 1 or 10,000 followers.

Some advice, dear anon? Please don’t project onto other people. If you dislike the quality of the videos you produce or you are upset you don’t have manny subscribers, consider if you actually enjoy what you are doing or if you are only doing it for the satisfaction of being popular.

I don’t care about how many people read or view my blog or who subscribes to me on youtube. I care about my animals, and their welfare, and I want to share it with the world because guess what, my pets are cute! Learning about animals is really fun and interesting! I want to share my passion with others because I enjoy doing it! Followers don’t matter. Followers should never matter.