where you are is where i want to be

Okay, so I got this fic idea that I know I’m not able to write, so I’m going to throw it out for anyone who wants to use the idea.

So basically, a lot of times, with Nursey and Dex, when we imagine one of them visiting the other over the summer, it’s usually Nursey going to Dex, right?  It’s tough for Dex to go to NYC because of his job and family and yes, finances. But I’m thinking, what if, after they start dating, Dex gets the idea that it might be nice to surprise Nursey in NYC, so he starts saving with the intention being that if their relationship lasts until summer, he’s going to take some time and do it (he’s pretty sure the look on Nursey’s dumb face when he shows up unannounced alone will make the trip worthwhile).  And he has some ideas about what they might do, except that when he gets there, Nursey just excitedly starts rattling off the kinds of things and places that only New Yorkers would know about that he wants to take Dex to.  And who is Dex to say no to excited Nursey? And they have all sorts of cute moments around the city.

So, can y’all see my problem? I’m just a Michigan boy who’s never set foot in NYC, so I can’t possibly write this. But I really want a fic of it! Can I interest any NYC-area fic writers to do it for me? Please???

WHO WHAT WHEN WHERE WHY - Brian and Justin edition

Who: hugs like this? The answer is NO ONE.
What: kind of human being chooses to hug another human being like this? UNREALISTIC.
When: did they decide they wanted us all to die by hugging like this? (The answer is June 10, 2001 when 1x21 aired)
Where: did all their fucks go? Did they just decide “fuck it!! let’s hug like we’re 90 years old, waiting to die like we’re in the damn Notebook”
Why: are they like this?

Who: gave Gale the instruction to move in that close and touch Justin’s face like that? I want a name so I can shout at them years later about how I’ve been in pain since this moment. 
What: is up with their non-stop banter and flirting in this one scene? Please slow down so us fans can BREATHE.
When: did Justin know he had Brian damn well wrapped around his little finger? (The answer is 1x03)
Where: does Brian get off telling everyone they aren’t in a relationship? Hun, your mouth is saying one thing but your body language is saying another.
Why: are they like this???

Who: raised them to act like actual twelve year olds? 
What: kind of “couple” acts like this? The answer is there is NO couple who acts like this. I checked and there’s NONE.
When: will they give us a damn break? I was already exhausted from s1-early s2 and yet they continue to give us moments like this. Rude.
Where: do I go if I want to completely erase this moment from my brain? I’m still suffering.

Who: do they think they are, making Brian and Justin’s final scene together arguably their most visually (and just in general) beautiful scene in the entire show? Couldn’t y’all just have made it basic af so I could move on??
What: did they expect us to do when we heard Ambition playing in the background? Say “aw this is sad” and move on? NO. Put your damn hand up if the lyrics of Ambition have scarred your brain forever. PUT IT UP. 
When: did they decide that the fact this was their final scene together wasn’t enough? They had to say “okay, now you’re going to NUZZLE”?? Like??? No boo, I’ll pass. 
Where: ‘s like a good place to go? If I wanna just die?

You were the first. The first person I wanted to stay for. I’ve always been restless, waiting for the first opportunity I had to get out of wherever I was. I never wanted to stay anywhere. Then you came along and I wanted to settle down with you. I wanted to stay as long as you were here. Home was where ever you are, and if you wanted to stay, that’s where I would be.
—  K.E.F

anonymous asked:

I think my thing with age gap is that, if the two people had a close relationship when one of them was a kid and the other one wasn't....I struggle with that. Just the idea of Kakshi watching her slowly grow into a woman and then one day realizing he is attracted to her after a certain point, I cannot. I'm convinced a part of him would always see her as a child to him. If it's AU where they meet as adults I don't mind though. Their hair color compliments somehow...

You know, it’s totally ok that it squicks you! It’s completely alright if you want to say “I only like KakaSaku in AUs where they meet as adults” (or in AUs where they’re the same age).

Personally, I actually like the appeal of “whoa I thought our relationship was X but now suddenly I want it to be Y” in ships, that’s a major theme in my OTPs across many fandoms. For one thing, that’s built-in drama. Person A wants the relationship to change, but Person B isn’t sure, and then Person B suddenly realizes it but Person A has gone away, Person B you must chase Person A down! EXCITEMENT. Also: external opposition? Taboo?? I MUST HIDE MY FEELINGS AND PINE SECRETLY FOR LO, MY LOVE CAN NEVER BE??? 😍😍😍

Specifically with Kakashi and Sakura, a big reason why I ship them is that while genin Sakura certainly does intend to respect and obey him and view him as an authority figure (because she’s a Good Girl), right from the get-go she doesn’t really. Inner Sakura (her true feelings) laughs at Naruto’s prank, and she’s appalled at his lateness and trolling. The entire time she’s a genin, I’m convinced that Kakashi never truly registered her potential. The most frequently cited example of this, because it really is appalling, is when Sakura mastered tree walking the first try–#1, Kakashi merely uses her accomplishment to ridicule and shame the boys, turning them against Sakura (teamwork, Kakashi??? hello???); #2, her “reward” is to sit on the bridge with Tazuna while Kakashi trains the boys without her. Nice. And during the time skip, it’s fairly obvious that Kakashi and Sakura didn’t interact–otherwise Kakashi wouldn’t have been so completely gobsmacked at her unleashing the Fifth’s strength. He wasn’t merely surprised, he was stunned.

The inference that he thought Sakura completely incapable of learning Tsunade’s techniques so fast is inescapable. He knew she was training with Tsunade, so Sakura using Tsunade’s technique shouldn’t have shocked him so much, right? Yet it did. Because he completely discounted Sakura’s ability.

That’s slow to change as well. Even though Sakura’s fight against Sasori was far more successful than Kakashi and Naruto’s against Itachi and Deidara, even though Sakura is spending every moment of her free time researching and begs him in the hospital to help find a way to improve, does Kakashi bother to come up with a training regimen for Sakura? Nope. He and Yamato train Naruto alone, and they get Asuma involved as well.

Now, to a huge extent, to me, this is just a symptom of what should have been an overarching problem in the series: short-term thinking. It is completely natural that short-term thinking would be ubiquitous in a society undergoing constant warfare and violence. But short-term thinking causes problems, and when those problems are attacked with more short-term thinking, things can turn to shit so fucking quickly. Each of Kakashi’s decisions to prioritize Naruto and Sasuke so exclusively make sense through a short-term focus. His decision to teach Sasuke the chidori to fight Gaara makes sense through a short-term focus. It’s only when you step back and look at the pattern that you realize how fucked up these decisions are.

So when does Kakashi start to realize how wrong he’s been? In my opinion, it all comes home to him during the Five Kage Conference and his fight with Sasuke–a fight that prominently features the chidori that Kakashi is responsible for choosing to teach Sasuke. Kakashi says right out in this arc that he was a bad teacher. He is correct.

It’s the Fourth War when I see him really changing his view towards Sakura, and realizing just how much this wonderful, amazing, strong kunoichi isn’t the Sakura he thought he knew. But there’s a snag. She’s still all hung up on the guy  who literally everybody treated as more important than her safety from day one! Oops!

Originally posted by mittdwmrl


And we haven’t even gotten into all the things that Sakura doesn’t know about Kakashi! So yeah the stage is set for amazing things, potentially, but this is Naruto so we don’t get nice things. But who cares, really? I mean, fuck, I ship all the canon ships except SS, so just take it from me: you do not want your Naruto ship to be canon. My God! You want Kishimoto writing your OTP?! You want Studio Pierrot writing it?!?! I ship NaruHina and I’ll never be the same. Don’t do that to them. Keep them in fandom, where they’re safe from the shitstorm that is the rest of post-699 Naruto.

*coughs* I seem to have run off the rails, anon, sorry about that. Onto your last point.

I am convinced that a not insignficant portion of Sakura’s shippability is her colour scheme. You wouldn’t think pink hair and green eyes would blend so well, but for some reason it really does? She just looks good with everyone!

anonymous asked:

Woozi scenario please where you get into a huge fight with each other. You ignore each other until it leads to rough make up sex

hope you like what I came up with! 😘 ♥

The whole morning had been a bit tense for you and Jihoon. You were both on the grumpier side and neither seemed to have slept well enough, and everything seemed to tick you off, to the point where you couldn’t hold your tongue as well as you had wanted to.

You were eating breakfast, and you were telling Jihoon about your upcoming event at the university you attended, which would be important for you. He was scrolling something on his phone, which already had you gritting your teeth, but what annoyed you even more were his constant, disinterested “mmh”s and small nods.

It was obvious that he heard you, but he wasn’t listening.

“I was going to ask if you wanted to come with me, but you clearly don’t care, so whatever,” you grumbled and continued eating your cereal with your eyebrows furrowed and anger starting to bubble within you.

It only needed a trigger.


There it was.

Your body tensed all over as you clenched your teeth at the sound that came from your boyfriend, which only further proved that he wasn’t listening to you in the least. You put your spoon down with a clank that finally had Jihoon’s gaze moving from his phone screen to you.

“You know, some boyfriends at least know how to act like they’re listening. You, on the other hand, are not even trying,” you said in annoyance and stood up to take your bowl to the sink, your free hand balling into a tight fist in an attempt to contain the anger you were feeling.

Jihoon frowned and turned to look at you. “What, you want me to act like I listen and then ask about it later because I didn’t catch a thing? Isn’t that dumb?”

The glare you threw at him was venomous. “I don’t fucking know, maybe? But I hate talking about something that’s important to me when it’s obvious you don’t care enough to listen, not even with half an ear.”

Jihoon sighed. “Y/N, please. It’s early in the morning and I’m tired, and–”

You crossed your arms by your chest and quirked an eyebrow. “But I have to be interested and attentive when you talk about your compositions at 6 in the morning and expect me to give detailed feedback?”

“Well, kinda?” Jihoon frowned and thought for a moment. “Why are you comparing my job to your… whatever?”

Resisting the urge to slam your hands into  the counter, you stormed into your bedroom to change your clothes, your steps loud as you went and your voice clear yet audibly pissed. “That whatever is the presentation of my thesis, but thanks for caring, you… ugh!

Jihoon remained silent - he realized how big of a thing that was to you and in general - and returned to drink his coffee, feeling slightly remorseful yet annoyed. You changed your clothes while cursing him under your breath, and fought back the tears of anger and frustration. It was the morning, and the last thing you wanted to do so early was to cry.

You washed your face and did your make-up with gritted teeth and deep breaths that eventually calmed you down a little, although your thoughts continued revolving around just how angry you were, which then again did not calm you down in the least.

“What a prick,” you muttered while grabbing your bag from by your nightstand and making sure it had everything necessary. When you exited the bedroom, all ready to go to your lecture, you saw Jihoon still sitting by the kitchen table, scrolling on his phone with his coffee cup (probably empty by then) still in front of him.

You didn’t trust your tongue enough to speak, so rather than saying anything, you got dressed in silence and left with the door slamming loudly behind you.

At that, Jihoon jolted a little, and took a glance at the door. He sighed and put his phone down, after which he massaged his temples. “This is definitely a Monday.”

When you got home later that day, Jihoon wasn’t there. It annoyed you that he wasn’t, but you also knew that you would’ve been just as annoyed if he _had been there. There was no escaping the feeling.

You tried not to wallow in it, however, and spent most of the day putting the final touches on your thesis. It had been a lot of work and finishing it up was just as tough, but you wanted it to be as good as it possibly could be. After all, it was important.

Jihoon came home closer to the evening, and while the two of you would usually greet each other when you got home, now neither of you said anything. Instead, you continued typing on your laptop and he undressed quietly. You had already eaten and from how he didn’t eat anything but supper, you figured he had eaten somewhere else, too.

While you continued working on your thesis and went on with your evening routine, Jihoon voluntarily grabbed his pillow and blanket from your bed, as well as a sheet from the closet to make himself a bit more comfortable, and brought them all to the living room couch. You watched it with a frown that by now seemed to be permanent on your face in his presence, and clenched your teeth when you started changing into your sleepwear.

What if you had wanted to sleep on the couch for a change? Why did he have to go about and take his things there without saying or asking anything? Then again, wouldn’t you have gotten even more annoyed if he had asked you?

The anger was irrational and you knew it, but at that point you didn’t care. You were angry, and the longer the situation went on, the less you could handle it, and the less you were angry about the initial reason you had gotten upset.

The next day, the tension could’ve been cut with a knife.

You made breakfast together, but without saying anything to each other. He ate by the table, while you ate by the counter, trying to let the tea you drank calm you at least a little, which was quite a difficult task with the source of your anger so painfully close.

Jihoon didn’t have anything until later in the day while you had a day off completely, so the time you had to spend under the same roof, you spent in the bedroom working on your thesis and surfing the internet, listening to music and all that, while he kept himself busy in the living room by fiddling with his phone and reading the newspaper.

When he left, you let out a sigh of relief and moved to work on the kitchen table, since it not only was more comfortable but also made you less sleepy than being in bed.

The day moved forward, and you were glad to notice that the saying “out of sight, out of mind” applied to situations other than the most common one as well, because by evening, you were about as calm as you normally were.

The very moment Jihoon came back in the evening, however, the reality dawned on you  and you could immediately feel your blood pressure rise. You still ignored each other to the best of your abilities, and in all honesty it was almost amusing to notice that since neither of you had eaten before that, you ended up cooking and eating together, although there was absolutely no communication between you.

While eating, you started feeling increasingly annoyed, not so much about the original reason you got upset, but the situation you were in. Ignoring each other was draining and annoying and it put you off that over a day later, Jihoon had yet to apologize.

“I’m tired of this,” you sighed in frustration and put your cutlery down. Jihoon barely even blinked as he continued eating. “Can’t we just talk this through?”

“I’m not the one who started this,” he said sternly and moved his gaze from his food to your eyes, his ones sharp yet tired.

You worried your lower lip between your teeth. “But you caused it.”

“It was a bad morning for both of us, alright?” Jihoon said in exasperation and pushed his plate a bit further from himself, and you did the same to yours.

“Whatever. I just want this to end, it’s fucking annoying to feel annoyed and suffocated in my own home,” you said with a sigh while glaring at Jihoon. One corner of his mouth tugged upwards a little, and you frowned. “Do you find this amusing or something?”

“No, it’s not that,” Jihoon said with a grin that didn’t leave his face even as he continued, “it’s just that you’re pretty damn hot when you’re angry. Did you know that?”

This time you felt blood rush to your cheeks for a very different reason than anger.

“T-that’s not the point,” you stammered, trying to keep your composure. What would it look like if you gave up just because he said something that took you aback? Jihoon shook his head, but the grin remained. A pout formed on your lips, with your frown ever so present on your face. “Anyway, are we done with this?”

Jihoon shrugged slowly. “I guess? I was wrong, you were wrong… you know.”

“I was not wrong,” you said sternly and stood up, your hands pressed to the table as you glared down at Jihoon. He licked his lips.

“Okay, admittedly I was the one wrong, but…” he trailed off and stood up to take a similar position as you had, and brought his face closer to yours. “…I’d like to apologize in a nicer way.”

You frowned, and only understood Jihoon’s words when he smirked.

“Makeup sex? Really?

“The best kind,” Jihoon stated blankly and moved from his side of the table to yours, and placed his hands on your hips. “Come on.”

Not answering, you leaned in for a deep kiss during which you got one hand to Jihoon’s ass and one to his hair, and it almost shocked you just how badly you wanted it - wanted him.

When you pulled back, you panted and stared into Jihoon’s eyes dazedly. “’Come’ where? We don’t need to go anywhere.”

He melted into a grin and leaned in for another heated kiss when he had spoken. “In the kitchen, huh?”

You hummed into the kiss and ran your fingers through his hair while his ran up your upper body underneath the loose T-shirt you were wearing. His touch made you tingle all over and gave you shivers, much like his teeth on your lower lip did. A quiet moan left your lips when he nibbled on your lip and his hands moved higher on your body, until they reached your breasts, which he lightly squeezed through your bra.

“Let’s get this off,” Jihoon muttered under your lips and moved his hands to your back to unhook your bra, while all you could do was nod enthusiastically.

Yes, your bra most definitely needed to come off.

While you exchanged one heated, hungry kiss after another, your clothes came off one by one, and soon you were both fiddling with the waistbands of each other’s pants and desperately trying to get them down your legs.

Once you were only in your panties, Jihoon lightly pushed you against the wall behind you, your warm back contrasting with the cold concrete in a way that had you shivering. His lips were passionate on your neck as he kissed your skin, his lips trailing down while his left hand traveled on your body. He caressed your breast for a moment, massaging and squeezing it just how he knew you liked it, before sliding his hand down your stomach.

You tensed a little when you felt Jihoon’s fingers reach the waistband of your panties, and when he stopped and chuckled, you let out a frustrated sound to urge him to move on.

“Are you getting impatient?” he asked teasingly, giving your chest a few kisses before pulling back, his fingers slowly slipping underneath the fabric of your panties.

“With your cock pressing against my leg, a little, yeah,” you mumbled, frowning a little, although it all changed into a moan when Jihoon’s fingers slid fully into your underwear and dragged along your already slightly wet slit.

He chuckled, his hips slowly grinding against you. “Good, because you’re not the only one.”

You grinned for a second, but soon focused on feeling everything that was going on when you pulled Jihoon into a kiss, full of tongue from the very moment it began, and tangled the fingers of your right hand in his hair while sliding your left hand into his boxers to stroke him from his half-hard state to a full erection.

While you worked your magic on him, Jihoon massaged your clit in gentle circles, occasionally taking some of your anticipation from your entrance to his fingers to make it all that much smoother. Not much later, you were a whimpering mess as his fingers relentlessly drew circles on your clit, unstopping all the way until you were bucking into his hand with trembling legs and stuttering that you were coming.

“That didn’t take long,” Jihoon hummed, his lips pressed to your neck, while you panted, your left hand still somewhat wrapped around his cock, now leaking some pre-cum.

You swallowed hard and nodded, trying to find some support with your hand that was in his hair. “I really needed that.”

“Clearly,” Jihoon said quietly and kissed you by your ear before dragging his wet, slick fingers from your panties to suck them clean with an appreciative sigh leaving his lips. You watched in awe, your pussy tingling at the hot sight, and licked your lips when Jihoon opened his eyes that he had shut and stared into yours. “As pretty as those panties are, they need to go.”

He fell to his knees before you had managed to even nod, and swiftly pulled your panties down, then pried your legs apart enough to give you a quick, long lick with which he caught most of your release that was pooling between your lower lips. You moaned and your hips bucked against Jihoon’s face, although he stood up without another lick, which made you pout.

“Tease,” you grunted, looking at him with a frustrated expression, to which he replied with a grin.

“You love it,” he mumbled and pulled you into a kiss, during which he moved you to the kitchen counter. He broke the kiss and got rid of his boxers, slowly grinding against your lower abdomen as he spoke. “Do you want to sit on the counter, or do you–”

“…Want you to fuck me from the back, yes,” you replied before Jihoon had even managed to get that far, and you grinned at his slightly amazed expression. You raised your eyebrows meaningfully. “I think you know what that means.”

Thinking back to every single time you had had sex with him fucking you from behind and how you had always asked him to be rough, Jihoon’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat and his cock twitched a little at the memories. He didn’t trust his voice enough to speak, and resorted to just nodding at you.

You stole one last hungry kiss from Jihoon, although when his hand cupped your breast, you hardly wanted to turn away, especially when he started rubbing your nipple. Eventually you forced yourself to break free and turn around, however, but were glad to notice that Jihoon’s hand found your breast again in an instant.

“Can’t keep your hands off of them,” you said in amusement, and sighed contently when Jihoon moved his cock so that it was between your legs. For a while, he merely thrust forward so that his shaft was rubbing against you, easily sliding between your lower lips - something he greatly enjoyed, and it would’ve been a lie if you had said you didn’t, too.

“Have I ever?” he chuckled and pressed his lips to your shoulder, kissing it while his breathing grew heavier with every thrust forward. With his cock so close to you and being everything you wanted and needed in that moment, you got whiny and looked back at Jihoon with a pout, which made him grin and smack your ass almost playfully, which elicited a moan from you.

“Your pouts aren’t working, baby. But luckily for you…” he said, his voice lowering to a whisper as he leaned forward to whisper by your ear, “I really need to be inside of you.”

You had barely had enough time to register the amount of satisfaction that his words would mean when he was already guiding himself to your entrance and pushing in slowly, filling you to the brim when he bottomed out with the sound of your long, slightly muffled moan echoing in his ears.

God, you feel good,” Jihoon said, breathing heavily and running his hands on your ass as he accustomed to your tight, wet heat surrounding him and even clenching around him every now and then.

Instead of replying, you wiggled your hips a little in a silent plea for Jihoon to start moving, but he did none of that. He continued massaging your breasts but kept his hips still, although it didn’t take long for him to start first rolling them slowly and then add shallow thrusting to it.

From there on, however, all your wishes and needs were fulfilled when he pulled almost all the way out, only to slide back in fast and hard, his hips slamming into yours with a loud smack of your ass.

“Fuck,” you breathed, your hands clenching into fists when Jihoon began thrusting at a relentless pace, his cock rubbing you in all the right places as it moved inside of you, and his fingers teasing your nipples in a way that nearly had your breath hitching.

Once done with that, Jihoon took your breasts snugly into his hands and fucked you with a nice twist of his hips, which had you gasping for air. Almost too soon, he moved one of his hands away from your chest, and right when you were about to whine about that, you felt him gather your hair into his hand and tug at it, roughly enough for you to enjoy it but lightly enough for it to not be unpleasant. You whimpered, and Jihoon held back a grunt when he felt you clench around him.

“Good girl,” he hummed appreciatively, and while keeping the hold of your hair tight, brought his other hand away from your chest, too, to deliver a sharp spank to your ass. The moan that left your lips was much like music to his ears, and had him thrusting even harder into you as he chased his orgasm.

You were unable to remain quiet at all anymore, not with how sensitive you were and how good it felt to have your hair pulled while Jihoon fucked you just as hard as you needed him to, not to mention the occasional spanks that only drove you further into madness.

Your second orgasm was building within you steadily, and when you could tell that Jihoon was close to his as well, you brought one of your slightly shaky hands between your legs and began rubbing circles into your swollen, hypersensitive clit. The moment your fingers met the bundle of nerves, you clenched around Jihoon, and he grunted as he thrust deep into you.

Shit,” you whimpered when you felt your orgasm start to approach you fast, and as it began washing over you, your lips were parted in a silent scream and your back arched. Jihoon watched you in awe as he continued thrusting into you, riding you through your orgasm while his own one hit him soon after, with his lips pressed to your shoulder blade and both of his hands pressed down on the kitchen counter, one of them covering yours as he squeezed it.

A few moments passed with the two of you just standing still, pressed into each other while panting, and neither of you dared to move.

Jihoon tried to catch his breath enough to speak. “Are we… good?”

You turned to look at him a little, and smiled weakly. “We’re just fine.”

He gave you a smile back and leaned forward enough to give you a peck on your temple. “I’m really sorry about yesterday morning, okay? If you still want me to join you at the presentation, I’d really like to come.”

With the tension of the past few days washing over you, you found yourself almost tear-eyed at his words. He pulled out of you and you turned around in an instant, wrapping your arms around Jihoon’s neck as you nodded.

“Of course I still want you to. I love you,” you said quietly and hid your face in Jihoon’s shoulder. You braced yourself for just a hum or something, but were surprised to hear a rare choice of words from your boyfriend.

“I love you, too,” he said just as quietly, and you took in every word carefully.

When you felt tears escaping your eyes, you sniffled with a chuckle. “Actually, never mind. I hate you.”

Jihoon chuckled and held you tightly, and as he whispered the three words you honestly got to hear all too rarely over and over again, you only held him tighter.

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kawaii-chan17  asked:

Fabrickind, I'm revamping my old Vocaloid Magnet cosplay by adding lights into the ribbon/bow around the waist and into the butterfly shaped headphones to make them glow along with the ribbon around the mini top hat that goes with it. I've never worked with lights before. Would LED or EL lights be better? What's the best way to diffuse them?

Hello there!

With where you want to lights and the fact that you seem to want to edge things in lights, I’d go with EL wire.

EL wire is great for things where you need a thin, continuous line of light without the need to diffuse multiple spots, or where you need some (but not a lot) of flexibility. The drawbacks are that it isn’t as bright as LEDs in many cases (especially if you get the cheap wire), can be damaged easily if it is flexed too much or too far, and requires a large and somewhat noisy converter box to hide the batteries/convert between AC/DC that would need to be hidden somewhere.

I would put LEDs in the headphones themselves and find a way to hide the batteries, since this would be easier to diffuse through the colored plastic, and use EL wire to edge the ribbons and such.  With LEDs, you really need them to be over a larger area and underneath something so that you can make an entire area glow, rather than something small like a bow.

As for getting started, Adafruit has a lot of great tutorials on how to work with lights and electronics.

Note that I am not much of an electronics person myself, so if someone has better suggestions, please leave them in the comments.

I hope that helps! Good luck :] 

Fabrickind / Q&A Staff

germex replied to your post “What are their clans in the Warrior Cats AU?”

I’m surprised Keith and shiro arent thunderclan. Can we hear your reasons for why you put them where They are?

All of them. That is

sure!! (cracks knuckles)

i just kinda used the lions to figure out where i wanted 2 place them lol

before me and katie made pidge a kittypet, she was originally going to be thunderclan bc green lion = guardian of the forest

blue lion is all about water so ofc lance would be riverclan. i threw hunk in riverclan too bc i can’t just separate these 2 they need each other 2 survive

black lion = the sky kind of which is why i threw shiro in windclan and the red lion is fast and swift like a windclan cat so that’s how keith ended up there too lol

allura and coran are skyclan bc that’s like. the lost clan and we all know altea got fucked 

Why I love the Doctor/Rose fandom

Do you know what? I love the Doctor/Rose fandom. Periodically we fall into a gloomy mood where we feel like we’re dying as a fandom, or things aren’t like what they used to be. For just a moment, I want to focus on the cool things happening. 

Last week, over 20 self-rec lists were solicited in ask boxes. The fic reading/writing community is so incredibly encouraging, and this is perhaps the best indication of that lately. It wasn’t just the established, popular writers who got asks, either. I reblogged several from newer authors and some who don’t get as much exposure. That made my heart happy. 

The addition of several new fic prompt/rec blogs in the last month is a good sign that we aren’t dying. People love this ship enough that they want to inspire our creators to new works. That’s a high level of involvement and dedication to the fandom, and it’s not something you find in dying fandoms. 

We’ve talked a lot about the struggle new authors have to get recognised, so @legendslikestardust dedicates a weekly post to finding a new author and promoting them on the blog. They also specifically promote SFW fanfic, since another concern is how much harder it is to get noticed if you don’t write smut.

But smut is still a part of fandom, and it’s a part many people love, so the same people who run that blog also run @dwsmutfest to support that side of the fandom. 

If you like visual prompts, @dwficprompts posts pictures every day to get your creative mind going. I’ve gotten several plot bunnies based on these pics–it’s fantastic. 

And of course, I started @doctorroseprompts because that’s where my passion is. After reblogging prompts from other prompt blogs with, “This could be Doctor/Rose…” and giving a scenario, starting my own prompt blog just seemed like the logical next step. 

And as a prompt blog owner, nothing has made me happier this month than seeing people combining the prompts for all these blogs. The more prompts there are, the more new fanfic we get. February has proven that. To see people taking a prompt from their Fluffuary card and adding it to one of our Valentine’s prompts, or basing their story on a picture from @dwficprompts… it’s just a great, great thing.

I love the Doctor/Rose fandom because I love the people in it, and the way we encourage each other. I love that instead of giving up when it seemed like maybe we were dying, members of our fandom have invested themselves in its revitalisation. This is why we are amazing, and this is why I’m proud to be a part of this little corner of the internet.

Too Soon - Finn Shelby

Originally posted by bonniebirdsgifcentre

Request: Hey, could you please write a fic where your parents take u to abort Finn’s baby cuz they have never like you and him together, do wgat you want with how it ends.

Request: Hey can I please request a Finn Shelby X reader one where he’s been sneaking off for ages and finally John Arthur and Tommy find out he’s been sneaking off to visit this house and so they quietly break in but when they reach the upstairs bedroom they find him sleeping with a girl (he gets all startled and like points a gun at them and stuff) and then when he’s talking to his brothers down stairs she wakes up and they find out she’s also pregnant with his child? Sorry it’s kinda long… - @flowerandsparky

Request: Love your writing can you do a Finn shelby imagine where you are dating and he gets jealous when you spend time with Michael? (I only really hinted at jealousy in this. I may expand on it in another imagine soon.)

Too Soon - Finn Shelby

The makeshift boxing club that had opened in Small Heath seemed to be growing in popularity. Especially among the Blinders. Isaiah and Finn went nearly all the time. Finally after a couple of months, they persuaded Michael to join them. It became a ritual weekly event for the three of them. Get drunk, possibly do some Tokyo, and go to the ring. It was where you were sure to find them on an evening that Tommy didn’t require their help for something. You’d go along with them, watching from the outside of the pen as they sparred. 

Mostly Finn though. You would stand by whichever ring Finn was in, watching him box. He was crap in the beginning and Isaiah usually beat him, but he’d been getting really good. There was something oddly attractive about watching him beat some up.  

“You did really well tonight.” You held Finn’s hand as he walked you home.  

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In regards to the question of whether the Sun is who we aspire to be (asked underneath a previous ask), I think that is more the midheaven, the sign on our tenth house cusp, but I know what you mean, I think sometimes when we are reacting solely from our Moon in youth, there comes a time where we want to more consciously cultivate our personality and expression, I think that is where the Sun comes in.

anonymous asked:

Hi thanks so much for answering all these questions! I was reading the yahoo article and it says that the woman getting out the car represents that Fitz is unaffected by Jemma not being in his life - what do you think they mean by she represents that??

Hi Anon,

In case anyone wants to check out the whole yahoo article its pretty fabulous.  

TVLINE | What all do you want to say about the woman Fitz is helping out of the Rolls?

I can’t say much other than what she is meant to represent is he’s clearly not affected by the fact that Jemma is not in his life, or is underground. He seems like he couldn’t be doing better.

My personal take on this is that:

  • Fitz is in a world where he never met Jemma or wasn’t close enough to her to have her “death” phase him.
  • He knows that Jemma faked her death and at least knows where she is.  Its possible “Jemma Simmons” isn’t with him but who she became upon faking her death is.  
  • He knows Jemma died but did something about it…ie he pulls a Radcliffe and we see him replace her with a Robo Jemma ala Agnes/AIDA.

Shout out to @fitzsimmonsavengers and @jessiecrimefighter for this next bit here we talked about earlier.  

Jemma not in Fitz’s life would be very significant.  One of the biggest aspects I think we can see that in is how people perceive him, what they want him for. Throughout the series,  over and over we have heard people say they want Fitz for his brain.

  • Coulson (Coulson added heart when they had that conversation in the lab about letting Jemma go).
  • Garrett 
  • Radcliffe 
  • His father told him he wasn’t good enough or smart enough.

Jemma wants him for him not his mind.  She feel in love with his heart, his loyalty, and kindness.  It helped him heal a bit from Radcliffe’s betrayal, broke the loop, and helped him come up with the solution.    

Assuming Jemma isn’t/hasn’t been with him (or the version that is with him doesn’t isn’t how real Jemma would act).  And in all these interviews Jed is saying he “SEEMS like he’s on top of the world,” not that he IS.   Looks are deceiving, I’m betting he’s not happy here, he knows something (someone) is missing and can’t place his finger on it, possibly being manipulated by Radcliffe, and likely a bit darker in personality.   

  • We have seen what Radcliffe does with Fitz.  Yes, he sees him as a son and is fond of him but at the same time he uses him for his own personal gain.  He won’t be telling Fitz he has a good heart…he’s going to be praising Fitz for his creations.  
  • He’s going to want to show off “His Boy”.   

Jemma will somehow get to him and get to his heart, who he is, not his mind.  Look back at how at how much she touched his chest where his heart is in the last couple of episodes.   Symbolism and foreshadowing at its finest! 

I never actually posted about Keldas visit with the dog behaviourist.

So Kelda destroys stuff sometimes and still goes to the toilet inside. She’s terrified at night, scared of my bed at night time for some reason and sometimes wees herself in fear. She has these recurrent nightmare type things too where she’ll do that greyhound scream in her sleep. Sometimes when she’s awake she’ll be sat near you and if you reach out to stroke her she’ll scream even though you haven’t even done anything. I’ll officially have had her for 6 months and the end of this month and she’s not really improved much.

I rang the dogs home where i got her and asked if they had a trainer we could see. I want to make sure im doing all the right stuff rather than get like a year down the line, no improvement and find out we could have done some simple changes that would’ve seriously helped. They instantly asked if i wanted to return her. Like no??? I knew she’d have some problems, i made a commitment to this dog. If i return her now, her issues will be made a thousand times worse and someone else will have to deal with it - they may not be as force free or understanding as i am! No. I want help is all. I get transfered to the head of the dog kennels and she asks if i want to return her too. NO I WANT HELP WOMAN, but y’know in a nicer way. Ok, they say, the trainer is in today so come up and you can see her for free. Im expecting very little based on my experience with this rescue so far. I thoroughly expect pet store type advice of ‘have you tried a kong toy’ but i mean its free and cant hurt so i’ll go. 

I get there with both dogs and get asked if im sure i can cope, do i want to return her. JESUS EFFING CHRIST, for the 3rd time, i want to work with her. We meet the behaviourist and its my favourite local one! She saw Pod for his reactivity so she knows my home and its set up and my general routine. After observing the dogs she said Kelda is stressy as hell, very clingy and needs constant physical contact as reassurance because jesus christ the world will kill her! She regularly took off and sat in the covered crate they had to de-stress before rejoining us which she doesn’t actually do at home. She stress shed like mad, peed twice out of fear and Pod pooped on a rug just to be a dick. The dogs are both heavily dependent on each other. If one stress shakes so does the other regardless of what they’re doing. Pod follows her everywhere and feeds off her emotional state quite heavily. She said if we can work on Kelda calming the eff down and helping her cope with her environment and with changes to her routine then everything will fall into place. Her stealing, destruction and peeing is all anxiety about being left alone. Her fear at night, nightmares and outbursts is probably due to past trauma and may now be some sort of PTSD. The good news is that now she is having these outbursts she’s no longer shut down like she was when she arrived. She’s in the first stage of working through those traumatic moments. Right now there are all these triggers and we don’t know about all of them yet. Night time is one big one we do know, she was possibly abandoned at night or beaten at night and now for her night time is scary. Touch is another, she has been beaten up at some point and now the way you approach her sometimes scares her a lot. We have to make sure all these positive associations with night time or touch build up and get to where there are way more positive ones than negative and neutral ones. We also have other homework like positive crate associations because right now she’s kinda neutral on it and we can use it as a place to de-stress. We are also working on separating her from me and Pod a little during the day. Put her in the crate with a chew, wander around and then release and remove chew. The same kinda set up with me getting ready to leave then not and removing chew, going to the door, actually leaving etc all at random. She only gets the chew when these things happen so they must be awesome! She is also getting a den upstairs in my room for at night. Probably gonna use the cupboard under the attic stairs as its nice and cosy for her. Theres other bits too and im gonna try again with a anxiety wrap now she’s more settled - she may not freak out  at the velcro this time.

Initially i thought bull crap, how can a dog have PTSD. I wasn’t taught this kinda shit at uni when i did my animal behaviour degree. This wasn’t in any of the modules and im still not 100% that dogs even hold that kinda long term emotional memories. But i’ve been doing this stuff all week and its working in tiny little amounts. If i go to stroke her and she screams i let her calm down, place a treat, toy or chew in her crate to destress with but no pressure to enter it and when she’s ready she rejoins us. I stroke her and she’s ok. Previously even if i left her be she’d melt down, pee, flee to hide in the crate and when she rejoined us she’d shake like a leaf. I’ve been creating her a nest at night, she gets treats and happy things because bed time is fun! For the first time last night she left her chair. SHE LEFT THE CHAIR!! She slept on the sofa! That is huge for her and a massive deal. She returned to the chair during the night but she had no screaming fits and didn’t come to check on me for reassurance at all.

TL;DR - My dog may have PTSD and an anxiety disorder, i dunno. We’re working on it. Something the dog trainer said stuck with me - “Shes seen too much and remembers it all”. It is my responsibility to make sure she remembers all this amazing happy stuff too. We have these techniques to follow which are working and she seems a teeny bit happier :) 

anonymous asked:

How might 12.12 fit into your canon compliant abo thing? What with Castiel almost dying and stuff? Oh! And did you see the post thing about Dean touching the back of Cas's neck, like near where a mating mark would be?!

I saw that post~

I really need to make a tag for my canon compliant a/b/o musings because I always forget where I left off. But so does Dean if his emotional jumping around from episode to episode when Cas is concerned is any indication.

I think Dean and Cas have now patched things up, they have assured each other that they want to be mates, like for real. They’ve been technically and legally mated since season 9, so for three years now, but they haven’t really had to figure out what that means for them. They don’t really know how they can interact as a couple both in the privacy of their home but also in public. 

Meeting Mary and Wally in that diner would have given Dean an opportunity to interact with Cas as Cas-as-mate and not Cas-as-angelic-ally. I like to imagine that Castiel’s grace mutes much of his presentation status and normal people might just take him for a beta if they don’t see the claiming bite or if they can’t figure it out through Dean and Castiel’s interaction. And Dean would have had a chance here! But what does he do? He chickens out, goes straight to the familiar (but no longer comfortable) posturing for… who exactly? Cas does understand that Mandy is flirting with him, Cas does understand that Dean is trying to / pretending to set him up with her. But why would Dean do that unless he wants to undermine their bond in front of everyone. And he is of course angry. He not so subtly scents Mandy, something a beta wouldn’t do. So whoever was paying attention (and you can bet that Wally does, he’s a hunter after all) knows that he’s not a beta.

Would Castiel try to talk to Dean about it? Would Dean try to evade a conversation? We don’t know. We just see that Dean and Cas are stationed at different locations at Ramiel’s house. I’m pretty sure Castiel read the situation like Dean not wanting to change anything in their interactions, not when strangers are around, so he leaves him alone, but maybe a bit sad nevertheless. But there’s the mission to focus on.

And then Ramiel hurts him and he’s dying and there is no more time to waste on shame and guilt and sadness. He has to be very clear, very quick. He loves Dean. He loves this family. It’s his pack. And he regrets that he and Dean couldn’t be mates for longer, but he’s so grateful to everything they’ve experienced together.

Dean’s devastated of course, because he knows how much time was wasted. He could have dealt with leaving things as unfinished business if he had to be the one to die. But Cas? No, Cas can’t die. I’m sure Dean would reaffirm that he’s his mate, his pack. And despite Dean’s denial, he knows he has to tell him he loves him - but maybe Ramiel crashes that particular party right then.

But when Castiel’s dying, Dean wouldn’t just sit around, he would keep Cas close, to bring him comfort, to let him scent him, even though the smell of rotting Grace is all around them. He tells Cas then, that he loves him and that he has got to hold on. But then Crowley saves the day (thank you Crowley! We knew you’re a romantic who likes a good, tragic love story) and Cas is healed.

And you bet that Dean will try to keep his hands on Cas for as long as he can. To feel the mating bite under his fingertips - still there, still alive, still his - and to never let him stray too far from his side. Maybe he’ll be an overbearing alpha for a while, but he has to. He has to make sure that Cas is alright and that Cas knows that he’s loved as much as he loves Dean. ♥

(But they would only have a real heart to heart back in the Bunker. But the drive home wouldn’t be awkward and Dean might keep his fingers lightly brushing the back of Castiel’s neck ever so often. Because Castiel is his pack, his mate. He’s a Winchester.)

And then 12.13 doesn’t happen.

I Didn’t  Mean To!

Request: can you write a Aiden x reader where they have an argument and she’s about to walk out so that it doesn’t escalate? but then aiden grabs her arm because he doesn’t want her to leave him (because he’s always scared she will) and he accidentally hurts/bruises her and feels really guilty / angry with himself?                                                                                                                                                                                                   Warning:None!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Note:I already wrote one similar with Theo so I hope that you’re going to like it and if you do let me know..:)                                                                                                                                                                                                 I was in the library when Aiden walked to me furious..’Where were you yesterday..I looked from my book up to him..’Well hello to you to.’Then I returned my gaze to the book.But before I could register what was happpening he grabbed me by my arm and lifting me up from the chair..Instantly I looked at him confused because he never acted like this before but then I felt pain in my arm and I knew it was him..’Aiden you’re hurting me.’But he didn’t react ‘Don’t change the subject Y/N.’And I couldn’t stand it anymore so I let the tear fall down my cheek..Whispering..’You’re really hurting me.’And just then he let go of my arm and took a step back..’Oh my God baby,I’m so sorry..’I looked at my arm and I could see a blood stains on my shirt..And I couldn’t say anything..’I didn’t meant to Y/N please forgive me.’ I took a step closer to him.’Aiden It’s okay it’s just a little scratch.’He looked at me with tears in his eyes..’Please forgive me,this is all my fault..’I came closer to him and kissed him..’Shhh it’s okay,everything is going to be okay..I’m okay!’ And then I hugged him..Leaving all this mess behind.                                                                                       

anonymous asked:

I'm sorry I didn't find the niconama FAQ but I wanted to ask you if the First Love Live ~Step Zero To One~ can be see it by LINE LIVE //I'm sorry I didn't know where else to ask & thanks you

Hello! o7

First Love Live ~Step ZERO To ONE~ will not be streamed online. The only way to see the concert before the Blu-ray comes out is to pay to attend the concert or a Live Viewing.

Hope this helps!

anonymous asked:

Since it doesn't look like Emma or Hook are getting a traditional centric past 611, where do you suppose an engagement could have occurred? Before they even get separated in 615? Sounds like Kat had already heard about it by the time 618 rolled around so I'm assuming before that but spoilers are so spotty for them in 6b.

Hmmm … I’m going to say it happens in 6x15 or 6x16 …

But I kind of want it to happen in 6x14 … I know that one is the OQ episode and the fandom would be so pissed again if Robin is gone in an episode where CS gets a big moment AGAIN .. but I’ll be in Vancouver when that airs and the thought of watching the engagement happen with a whole bunch of my shipmates fills me with glee.

Or 6x13 even … so then they’ll be officially engaged when we see them at the convention.

But my wishes are selfish ones … I honestly have no idea when it’s going to happen but that is kind of fun :)

Love of my Life

Love of my Life by Santana featuring Dave Matthew’s

Heard this song for the first time in a long time tonight, forgot just how sexy it was.  What goes better with sexy than Chris Evans.

@saffreelove @ariallane @always-an-evans-addict @ubetterrunsquirrel @mypatronusismrpricklepants @smoothdogsgirl @whostheblondegirl @emilyevanston @kryka83 @svetlanaabril

Where you are that’s where I want to be
And through your eyes all the things I want to see
And in the night you are my dream
You’re everything to me

Originally posted by hongcha8129

You’re the love of my life
And the breath in my prayers
Take my hand lead me there
What I need is you here

I can’t forget the taste of your mouth
From your lips the heavens pour out
I can’t forget when we are one
With you alone I am free

Originally posted by madsyy

Everyday every night, you alone
You’re the love of my life
Everyday, every night, you alone,
You’re the love of my life

Originally posted by stallingdemons

We go dancing in the moonlight
With the starlight in your eyes
We go dancing ‘till the sunrise
You and me we’re gonna dance, dance, dance