wow this stinks

The Anarchists vs. the Islamic State

Brace Belden before a battle in Syria in November. Courtesy of Brace Belden

By Seth Harp for The Rolling Stone. February 14, 2017 [x]

On the front lines of Syria with the young American radicals fighting ISIS

On the morning of his first battle, Brace Belden was underdressed for the cold and shaky from a bout of traveler’s diarrhea. His Kurdish militia unit was camped out on the front line with ISIS, 30 miles from Raqqa, in Syria. Fighters stood around campfires of gas-soaked trash, boiling water for tea, their only comfort besides tobacco. “I’ve never been so dirty in my life,” Belden recalls. When the time came to roll out, he loaded a clip into his Kalashnikov and climbed into a makeshift battlewagon, a patchwork of tank and truck parts armored with scrap metal and poured concrete. Belden took a selfie inside its rusty cabin and posted it online with the caption “Wow this freakin taxi stinks.”

The rest of the militia piled into an assortment of minivans, garbage trucks and bulldozers, and rode south into territory ISIS had held for more than three years. Belden was manning a swivel-mounted machine gun, the parched landscape barely visible through the rising dust, when he spotted a car packed with explosives revving across the desert toward the Kurdish column. Before he could shoot, an American fighter jet lacerated the sky and an explosion erupted where the car had been, shaking the earth for miles around.

It was November 6th, 2016. The Kurdish militia known as the YPG – a Kurmanji acronym for People’s Protection Units – had commenced a major offensive to liberate the city that serves as the global headquarters for ISIS. The YPG was backed by U.S. air power and fighting alongside a coalition of Arab and Assyrian militias. Also within their ranks, though scantly reported, was a group of about 75 hardcore leftists, anarchists and communists from Europe and America, Belden among them, fighting to defend a socialist enclave roughly the size of Massachusetts.

Belden, who is 27, started tweeting photos of the front shortly after arriving in Syria in October. The first widely shared image showed him crouched in his YPG uniform, wearing thick Buddy Holly glasses, a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, a stray puppy in one hand and a sniper rifle in the other. “To misquote Celine,” the post read, “when you’re in, you’re in.” He has since amassed 19,000 followers under the handle PissPigGranddad, puzzling the Internet with a combination of leftist invective and scurrilous bro humor. Tweets like “Heading to the Quandil Mountains to lecture the PKK about entitlement reform” are followed by “The dude with the lamb bailed so now we’re fucked for dinner.”

Belden had no military experience before joining the YPG. He lived in San Francisco, where he arranged flowers for a living. Before that, he was a self-described lumpenproletariat, a lowlife punk and petty criminal with a heroin habit who started reading Marx and Lenin seriously in rehab. Once sober, he got involved in leftist causes, marching for tenants’ rights, blocking evictions, protesting police brutality. As he prepared for the Middle East, his girlfriend thought he was going to do humanitarian work. She was “not stoked,” Belden says, to learn that he planned to fight alongside the YPG.

The first phase of the Raqqa offensive was a mission to take Tal Saman, a satellite village of 10,000 people 17 miles north of Raqqa proper. “We pushed up to Tal Saman till we had it surrounded on a half circle,” Belden says, “then we just bombarded the shit out of it.” Refugees poured out of the village, seeking protection behind Kurdish lines. “Hundreds of civilians coming across for days in a row,” Belden says. At night, his unit stayed in whatever building they’d just taken, camped out on rooftops in the excruciating cold. “The first week we were out it was awful,” Belden says. The stepmother of a fellow volunteer from the U.S. had gotten Belden’s number. She kept texting to make sure they were eating enough.

The march on Raqqa slowed to a halt after two weeks, as the YPG consolidated its hold over a string of liberated villages. The YPG controls a region of 4 million people in northern Syria known as Rojava. Its tens of thousands of motivated fighters have been battling ISIS for five years. American as well as French warplanes have been covering their maneuvers with airstrikes for the past two, forcing ISIS off the roads and highways and open desert, and back into the urban strongholds of Mosul and Raqqa. Now, the Kurds are kicking the door down in both cities.

But the YPG is not your typical ethnic or sectarian faction. Its fighters are loyal to an imprisoned guerrilla leader who was once a communist but now espouses the same kind of secular, feminist, anarcho-libertarianism as Noam Chomsky or the activists of Occupy Wall Street. The Kurds are implementing these ideals in Rojava, and that has attracted a ragtag legion of leftist internationals, like Belden, who have come from nearly every continent to help the YPG beat ISIS and establish an anarchist collective amid the rubble of the war – a “stateless democracy” equally opposed to Islamic fundamentalism and capitalist modernity. They call it the Rojava Revolution, and they want you.

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Just Roommates: Part 1

Plot- Jungkook as your roommate+College adventures lol. 

Word count- 1.5k+

Characters- Reader, Jimin, Jungkook

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3  Part 4  

casual texting shit- part 1, part 2  

A/N- So I was reading this amazing Roommate AU series off @jungkookfortunekookies and I got lowkey inspired to write something similar. Hope y’all enjoy this. <3 Thanks to noona for creating and giving this beautiful idea love her. <3 



Life was really difficult at this point because you had just moved to another country for your bachelor’s degree. You were a good student and you were luckily provided with an apartment near your uni by authorities. The only thing that you were kept a secret with was that your roommate was actually a guy.


Your POV-

I had just got off the cab in front of a beautiful mellow red building with green springs flowing from each balcony. It was delightful to see where I was about to live for 4 years now. I started to collect my stuff from the mini truck that had come along.
“New place, new faces, new life… this is it y/n. You’ve made it till here alive and functioning and you’ll survive.” I thought to myself as I take a deep breath, clutching my own self because of the mildly cold weather.

“I wonder what my roommate would be like. I hope it’s not someone too crazy, or a murderer or something like that.” My thoughts were consuming me as moving to another country only left me dependent of one person, unwantedly though, but it had to be my roommate I have to get along first.

“OUCH!” I scream as a large carton fell on my head from the piles of boxes I had been gathering around.

“Are you okay?! Do you need help?” a soft, heart-warming boyish voice comes from the back of me, who was now on the ground with a box on my head and the canvases and paint bottles fallen all over the place.

“Well, I guess so…” I said dumbly raising my hands with petty, with the box over my face. I heard the voice chuckle. I removed the box from my face and just was left breathless. A beautiful Sunkist pale skinned face with ebony hair and unrealistic body proportion, almost that like of a Greek god or even better, was right in from of me, diligently gathering my canvases. He was dressed in achromes and was absolutely stunning to human eyes. I couldn’t really focus on him, but, God, I swear he was hot. Before I could be more shameless in staring at him, he cuts me off.

“Yo! Here.” He handed me over my stuff.

“Uh-Oh-! Yeah! Thanks. Jesus Christ, I’m so clumsy.” I stammered out of embarrassment caused by his overwhelming perfection.


“I got to go now, let’s see if we meet again.” He gave me the brightest smile before zooming out of my face on his skateboard.

“T-T-T-Thanks…” Before I could barely even thank him, he left.

“Wow. Will I ever even get to see this man and thank him properly?” I sighed.  

I quickly move inside the building not wasting anymore time in thinking about someone I wasn’t going to meet again.

There I was finally, in front of my house from now to 4 years more. I knocked on the door.  A surprisingly cute boy opens up the door and- “Ah, a girl? What on earth is happening?”

“Well, your mum is a girl too.” I sassed him back.

“Huh, never mind. What are you here for though?” he asked.

“I am going to live here from now on, apparently.” I told him, yet keeping the sass up.


“Oh, I’m sorry. Please come in! I mistook you there.” 

Trying to hide the crime boy.

“By the way, I’m y/n. I’m new here.” That was me giving a generic introduction to my ‘roommate’ I guess.

“I’m Jimin. Let me help you with your boxes.” He said as he let me in the apartment.


I moved about a bit to check the place. It was surprisingly clean for a guy to live in. the house had an amazing smell aura and it was very mesmerizing. There were scented candles, house plants and everything about that place seemed to perfect to exist. It was a blessing. It wasn’t furnished completely, but whatever there was, was too good.

“Woah, I like this house too much already.” My eyes lit up.

I approached the bedroom but then suddenly, Jimin called me out, “NO! You can’t take that room! It’s occupied.”

“huh?! What do you mean? We are supposed to be roommates now, I think I can have the right to choose a room of my choice.” I told him.

“We? Roommates? What are you saying, woman? I am not your roommate.” He laughed out loud.


“Then what are you even doing here?” I was confused at this point.

“Damn it! It’s my girlfriend; the one who will be sharing this place with you.”


So, it was a girl I was supposed to live with. I guess that is fine, but it got me kind of excited to even think about living with a guy. Only if he was like Jimin.

“Oh, I see.” I spoke slightly disappointed. “Yeah…” He nodded.

“I think I will arrange my stuff now.” I told him whilst unboxing.

“Sure, let me know once you are done. I guess we’ll meet often now.” He winked at me, taking a bite out of his chocolate bar.

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF DID HE JUST LOWKEY FLIRT WITH ME?! WTF. Okay calm down y/n. it’s just a guy, who’s girlfriend lives with you now. Nothing is going to happen. Calm the fucking tittes down.

It was 9pm now. And I had finally unpacked and arranged my things. It all looked so pretty. Me and Jimin had a pretty decent conversation about the uni and I was 90% of the conversation as I was nonstop blabbering about me being excited and awkward.

“I think I have to go now. See you tomorrow y/n! nice to meet you really. I hope you’ll like my girlfriend.” He gave a quick flying kiss before leaving.

Okay well, this was nice. Meeting with two of the most attractive men in life and getting my dreams shattered twice in a day. Great start, I thought.

I finally lay on the mattress kept in the living room area wondering about my life from now on. “Wow, I stink.” I muttered to myself. I got up and lit some candles already kept in the living room and turning on ferry lights to make the room look better. I quickly went in for a shower.


There were so many men’s grooming item in there. I was shook. I couldn’t undersyand anything that was going on there.

“What kind of a girl uses all of the men’s grooming items…” still shook me, took a quick shower, not thinking too much about it. I stepped out in just a towel wrapped around me. My soaking hair fell on my shoulders giving me shivers in the cold weather. 

As I entered the living room in my towel, I was shook again as I saw someone. 

It was the same guy! The skateboarded! Holy shit! Oh my god what the hell is he doing? Am I dead? Am I hallucinating? What the fuck y/n?! I was literally naked and this is how I met him again? First time it was me, dying on the ground and now here I am, soaking wet, just in a towel… Wow. I loved this day.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH HOW DID YOU GET IN? YAAH! WHO ARE YOU? OH MY GOD!” He practically screamt in my full face almost covering his face to avoid looking at me.

“UM EXCUSE ME, HOW DID *YOU* GET IN?” THIS IS MY APARTMENT OKAY HOLY SHIT.” I was really in no mood for jokes now. This was serious business. Did he follow me? Is he a pervert? Probably not-

We both had a ‘who screams louder’ competition there.

“UH WHAT- THE-, this is your apartment?” he was shook now.

“Well, yeah? Why else would I be standing in a towel like this?” I told him.

“HOLY Shit- You’re my roommate then!” he had his hand covering his mouth now.


“You?! But wasn’t it supposed to be a girl?” I scraped my head.

“Daebak! Jimin was here? Wasn’t he?” He face-palmed and I noticed his slender fingers with rings on, which were very seducing. Holy shit why isn’t this day enough?

“Yes, I met him. He told me that his girlfriend was living here, so how is it you? Like how, what? Why? I’m confused” 

I was perpetually torn between feeling awkward, awful, aroused and ashamed.

“I am the girlfriend.” He let out a funny sigh. “He calls me that.” He was lol-ing so hard now, almost crying. He fell on the mattress and hid his face with a pillow.

Is he okay? Well, I am not. This guy I swear I couldn’t ask for more from god at this moment in life. A hot guy in my room, with me, for 4 years. 

This was going to be fun. 


was it okay? please let me know. i have a lot more to write in this. xoxo :P 

On the front lines of Syria with the young American radicals fighting ISIS

On the morning of his first battle, Brace Belden was underdressed for the cold and shaky from a bout of traveler’s diarrhea. His Kurdish militia unit was camped out on the front line with ISIS, 30 miles from Raqqa, in Syria. Fighters stood around campfires of gas-soaked trash, boiling water for tea, their only comfort besides tobacco. “I’ve never been so dirty in my life,” Belden recalls. When the time came to roll out, he loaded a clip into his Kalashnikov and climbed into a makeshift battlewagon, a patchwork of tank and truck parts armored with scrap metal and poured concrete. Belden took a selfie inside its rusty cabin and posted it online with the caption “Wow this freakin taxi stinks.”

The rest of the militia piled into an assortment of minivans, garbage trucks and bulldozers, and rode south into territory ISIS had held for more than three years. Belden was manning a swivel-mounted machine gun, the parched landscape barely visible through the rising dust, when he spotted a car packed with explosives revving across the desert toward the Kurdish column. Before he could shoot, an American fighter jet lacerated the sky and an explosion erupted where the car had been, shaking the earth for miles around.

It was November 6th, 2016. The Kurdish militia known as the YPG – a Kurmanji acronym for People’s Protection Units – had commenced a major offensive to liberate the city that serves as the global headquarters for ISIS. The YPG was backed by U.S. air power and fighting alongside a coalition of Arab and Assyrian militias. Also within their ranks, though scantly reported, was a group of about 75 hardcore leftists, anarchists and communists from Europe and America, Belden among them, fighting to defend a socialist enclave roughly the size of Massachusetts.

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anonymous asked:

do you have any tips for getting a snake? like what are the pros of it and what are the cons? i really want one, but i'd like to know what i'm getting into first. thanks! (also, your snake is absolutely wonderful. thank you for sharing them with us. <3)

Besides the obvious pro that they’re very pretty, exotic, and unique pets–which in turn make you feel cool and niche because you can take aesthetic pics of them (I’m totally dragging myself on this). Here are some pros/cons to having a ball python (I can’t speak for all snakes since I only have a BP and they’re all very different in pros/cons):

- You only need to feed them once a week. They can go longer periods of time without eating and its generally okay (although I wouldn’t practice the latter regularly and there’s a lot more to this piece to research on). Mainly it’s nice if you go on vacation because you don’t have to worry about having a friend/family member check on them every day.

-They only pee/poop every 1-2 weeks. So you don’t have to clean up after them all the time.

-They don’t smell (unless they pee/poop than wow good luck that stuff stinks). But generally they’re pretty odorless, my dad has a sensitive nose (also strongly dislikes the smells of animals) but with Apollo there hasn’t been a single complaint from him.

-They don’t need any affectionate attention like cats/dogs, so you don’t have to feel the need to handle them everyday.

-If you’re looking for a super chill/laid back pet, they’re perfect! Most bp’s are content to sit in your lap and sleep.

-They are your lifelong friend! I think there’s been a BP recorded that’s ~40 years old???

-Their husbandry needs are very specific and is a lot to maintain/learn about in the beginning. Getting humidity levels and hot spots/ambient temps is CRUCIAL to your bp’s health and it’s a lot of research and experimenting to get it right your first time around.

-BP’s are pretty picky eaters, so while it’s okay for them to not eat for a month, it’s also not uncommon for one to go off feed for over 4 months and that can be very stressful for someone who can’t figure out why they won’t eat. (Hint: usually it’s a husbandry problem, health problem, breeding season, or sometimes they just decide not to eat for months on end).

-The BP community, while very informative also has a lot of misinformation that gets thrown around (Example: BHB Reptiles or Snakebytes TV on YouTube). So it takes a lot of research to sift through the myths/outdated knowledge to understand what’s the proper practice and care for BP’s.

-They’re not cheap!!!!!!! Just because they’re less maintenance than a cat/dog, be prepared to shell out at least $500 in husbandry materials, food, vet bills up front (EXCLUDING the price of your BP). I’ve prob spent ~$1k on Apollo just this year and he hasn’t even gone to the vet yet. It’s solely on food and getting all the equipment for his forever tank.

-They’re not affectionate like cats/dogs. There’s a lot of posts out there that anthropomorphize (humanize) them, saying that their snake is sad, happy, enjoys being cuddled, etc and it’s not that they might not completely feel that at all, but their emotional/cognitive capacity isn’t like a cat/dog. So while Apollo does recognize me because of my scent/how often I handle him, I highly doubt he loves me or enjoys cuddling with me. It’s more like he is used to me and tolerates my affection because I’m warm.

-If you even turn around from them for a few minutes, they will escape and squish themselves into the most obscure corners ever and get themselves into trouble. (I’m pretty sure this one is universal across all snakes and I have definitely had my heart attack moment with Apollo on this one already).

-They live a long time!!! Yes, I know I mentioned this as a pro, but it’s also a con if you won’t be able to commit to owning one for at least 20 years. By time I get married and have kids, Apollo will still be around! Not that it’s a bad thing for me cause I’m 110% committed to this, but it’s food for thought. You never know what will happen in the next 25 years of your life and if having a pet BP will interrupt it in the long run.

TLDR; there are more cons than pros to having a BP, solely because you have to do a LOT of research before getting one since their needs are very specific and there’s a lot of misinformation about them online. I’d say if you’re planning on getting a snake purely because they’re really pretty than I’d recommend against getting one.

But if you’re really passionate about them, ready to give a 25+ year commitment to having one, have the financial stability (and responsibility) to own one, and are ready to do your research, than you’re on your way to having a very fulfilling relationship with your future long pup! As always, thank you for all the love and support on this blog ❤️

For all the other snake bloggers out there, please feel free to add onto this list! I’m sure I’ve left out many other points as well.

Exo’s Reaction - Farting In Front Of Them For The First Time

It’s a bit weird but here you go! Weird but funny XD 


Xiumin - *Acts like nothing has happened, but when you leave the room, he’s swatting the air because it smells so bad*

Lay - *Doesn’t have a clue that it was you who farted* What? Did you hear that? Was it the TV?

Kai - *Wasn’t expecting that* Well, that’s unexpected 

Suho - *Doesn’t know what to do or say*

Kyungsoo - *Tries to forget about what happened but the smell lingered around him and he tries not to make it obvious that he knew what just happened*

Tao - *Over dramatic about it* Wow….you really do stink…

Chen - *Teases you about it and wouldn’t let it die down that you farted*

Kris - *Gif*

Chanyeol - *High fives you while laughing his ass off*

Baekhyun - *Dies laughing and then does it himself*

Sehun - *Can’t contain laughter and teases you about it* The toilet is literally one room away, if you need to go, go there and not here

Luhan - *Gif*


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i stg A sounds like sydney

what could aria be hiding tho

nooo aria. omg. that is such a huge devastation. adoption is always an option, but my goodness wow.

my poor mary. she had good intentions.

it’s been forever since we saw byron

oh and can y'all believe it’s been two years since the moms were locked in the basement

oh that was ezra’s mother, ew

where’s pam! she’s missing from this reunion!

wow we’re not gonna know how they got out bc there’s no logical way for them to waste time and explain it to us huh

aw that’s maya’s niece wow.

the moms are so stinking cute

emison is happening!!!

calebs jinxing it by asking how much damage mona can make in a night isn’t he

wow spencer’s goin in isn’t she!

idk why but spoby has always been my favorite so i’m very happy that they’ve found their way back to each other again

wait so did the hastings move? did peter and veronica split?




nooo spencer. life was finally going good.

who is A. why are they helping mary. TWINCER IS BRITISH!

wren is exactly how shook i am.

LOL alex has a sense of humor at least

okay nvm alex is crazy




omg please tell me she’s kidding. please tell me she didn’t actually kill wren.

that’s definitely the type of dress i would imagine on aria. very unique.

should’ve known it was wren.

this has become such a heartbreaking episode, but tbh it’s not because i feel bad for this crazy alex bitch

yesss spencer smart as hell





wow it’s answer time

so charlotte knew about alex

i hate british accents i can’t understand them! what did charlotte mean when telling sara harvey about something under radley?

patsy cline

no please ezra was never my favorite but please he can’t die !!

i cannot believe this is the end

how is this it?

wow if only this was really a sparia moment

hahaha the horse doesn’t know her, toby’s gonna know! he has to! does alex even know how to ride?

they’re gonna figure this out, they will

bless jenna. “spencer’s not spencer” is a crazy ass idea but props to jenna for going for it.


Monaaa whose side are you even on


okay well mary isn’t dead so that’s good

ohh it’s toby’s house!! what!!!


oh shittt it’s about to go down in the last ten minutes


this is freaky as hell

it’s the dollhouse again

i’m so done with this show so it’s good that it’s ending

omg she was about to hit her behind the head just like ali in the beginning

the liars are gonna find them and nkt know who to kill

omg no

no way

i wish i knew who was who




wow they called the cops for once!

okay that is DEFINITELY the dress i would imagine aria in.

Showers With Calum Would Include:
  • “Wow Y/N, you really STINK”
  • “That was a joke. I was joking. You smell fine. The way you smell like flowers and honey all the time is one of my favorite things.”
  • Nelly playing in the background
  • Tracing his tattoos
  • “Wait, I have an idea.”
  • “No Calum, the dog cannot get in the shower with us.”
  • nose kisses
  • Him humming different bass riffs
  • Dancing terribly
  • Washing each other’s hair
  • “FUCK!”
  • “What???”
  • “I got soap in my eye. It’s okay. I’m okay.”
  • little pained noises :c
  • “I may have soap in my eyes, but I can clearly see that we need another dog.”
  • The smell of his body wash
  • bickering
  • “This is not like in the movies at all”
  • Him not putting on any clothes for at least an hour after getting out
  • “Really Calum? Not even underwear?”
  • “Look woman, I was born naked. This is how it’s supposed to be.”
[Fic] Test #1

Notes: I’ve seen Big Hero 6 twice since it came out, and for some reason, I walked out both times shipping Hiccup from How to Train Your Dragon/2 and Tadashi. Then I toyed around with the idea of an AU where Hiccup was a student at the institute, and this was the result <3 It’s not much, but if you guys like it, please let me know!

extra note: there are very mild spoilers at best for BH6, but it shouldn’t ruin your reading experience!


Step (1) Ask a Question: Would Hiccup Haddock be interested in going out on a date with me, Tadashi Hamada?

 Step (2) Do Background Research: Hiccup Haddock has had one girlfriend in his lifetime. (Note: That’s still more than you, buddy; boy or girl)  

Step (3) Hypothesis: If I, Tadashi Hamada, asks Hiccup Haddock out on a date and he says yes, then there is a slight possibility that he likes me, again, Tadashi Hamada, because he said yes (way to state the obvious, Hamada) 

Step (4) Test Hypothesis/Experiment: Pending 

Step (5) Conclusion: Pending

Step (6) Communicate Your Results: Going well! I think. 


Tadashi’s running on three hours of sleep. Give or take forty-five minutes less than that.

He figures he’s due to crash soon. Three consecutive days of trying to figure out Baymax’s skeleton and forty-two coffees isn’t a great combination. The longer he works, the less he remembers, and the more foreign the notes he jotted down become.

(Hiro took advantage of Tadashi’s exhaustion—which was how Tadashi’d staggered into the lab yesterday with BONEHEAD HAMADA written over his, well, head. That and Tadashi trying to reprimand Hiro from Bot Fights means he’s never getting a break.)

 Yeah—he was totally going to collapse.


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Ruby shows up outside Weiss' window. "RUBY! What are you doing here?" "What does it look like? I'm busting you out of here!" "What?" "Oh come on Weiss its the classic rescue the princess from the castle story. And not only do I have a mighty sword to vanquish my enemies and save the fair lady, it's also a gun."

Ruby: I’m here to fight your father in a duel for your honor! Where is the fiend!

Weiss: He’s not here, Ruby

Ruby: Oh…wow that kinda stinks, I’ve been practicing my dueling. Do you have like…a really snooty butler or something I could fight?

Weiss: No…

Ruby: Huh…kind of a let down

Weiss: I’m sorry to disappoint

Ruby: …eh, it’s not your fault…

Weiss: *sigh* do you want to fight me for…my…honor?

Ruby: REALLY?!


At Fault-Stiles imagine

Request: Can you do a Stiles imagine where hunters are chasing you and the pack and just make it really funny please :)

A/N:…I tried…

You and the pack were all being chased by hunters.

You had separated in cars, trying to confuse them making them spread so that they would be less of a threat.

Scott went with Kira and Lydia and you were with Stiles Derek and Liam.

The car chase was starting to pay off as you thought the hunters lost your tracks, but as soon as that thought crossed your mind the window of the back seat broke.

‘’are they openly firing at us ?!?!’’ Stiles asked. As Derek violently turned the wheel hitting the breaks and starting the car again.

‘’SHIT SHIT GET DOWN!’’ You yelled and pressed both Stiles and Liam’s head down as more bullets entered the car.     You weren’t a werewolf or anything but you had your way with guns. You lifted your head and fired back at the two hunters, but they duck as well.

‘’we’re gonna dieeeeee’’ Liam yelled as Derek drove beneath a really really low bridge that looked like it was going to crash on your head.

‘’Shut up Dunbar’’ Derek said growling at the hunters. Then a thing was thrown at you through the back window and you looked at it. It seemed like a gas bomb. Derek’s eyes widened.

‘’IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS ?’’ he asked and you grabbed it trying to throw it away before it would erupt. This was an odd gadget. It looked like a bomb but as soon as you touched it it attached itself onto you.

‘’GET IT OFF OF ME STILINSKI!’’ you yelled. Stiles was trying to remove it pulling hard while you aimed at the hunters.

‘’it’ll go off!’’ Derek said expecting it to erupt.

‘’what is it ?’ Liam questioned terrified.

‘’Wolfsbane gas bomb’’ Derek informed. Shit shit shit if that thing opened in the car and got to Derek you’d crush.

‘’THESE GUYS AREN’T KIDDING !’’ Liam exclaimed and you opened the car’s door. Looking at the others.


‘’Neither am I’’ you said before jumping of the car. The air blew them causing their eyes to shut.

‘’HOLLY SHIT SHE JUST JUMPED. SHE DID !’’ Liam yelled . Stiles was holding the seats looking at the open door as Derek drove faster.

‘’bloody hell Y/N’’ Derek muttered. ‘’STILES CLOSE THE DOOR.’’ He ordered but stiles did  not.

‘’you’re gonna have to do it yourself’’ he said and approached the open door ready to jump as well.


‘’STILES !’’they both yelled.

But he had already jumped

Liam and Derek kept driving. One of the two hunters went after Y/N and Stiles, so Derek easily delt with the remaining one. \

After an hour or so they all met back at Derek’s place. Scott was injured and Kira was bruised but other than that they were safe.

‘’where is Y/N and Stiles ?’’ Scott asked.

‘’we…we don’t know …’’ Liam tried to explain.

‘’what ? how can you not know? They were in the car !’’ Lydia yelled.

‘’they jumped while it was still moving !’’ Liam yelled back.

‘’I hate it when my passengers die..’’ Derek whispered.

They all waited , arguing back and forth until there was a faint knock on the door.

Kira rushed to open the door and when she did it was as if those behind it did not even pay attention to her., They just entered arguing.

‘’it’s your fucking fault!’’ You yelled. Scott runned to you hugging you both. But you two kept looking at each other.

‘’How is it my fault he nearly kidnapped you !’’ Stiles yelled back at you. Scott pulled away while you and stiles exchanged death stares.

Everyone was staring at you because before them stood Y/N wrapped in a white sheet and Stiles, soaking wet, when a frog jumped out of his jacket.

‘’What the hell happened to you two ?What about the hunter?’’ Derek asked realizing you both smelled terribly.

‘’oh I killed that one as soon as they followed’’ you say

‘’then how did..’’ Scott moves his hands pointing all over you two and sniffs you ‘’..this happen ?’’But as soon as he asks you and Stiles go mad again.


‘’IT’S HIS/HER FAULT ‘’you say at the same time.

‘’you know’s okay…we don’t want to know’’ Lydia says and everyone heads for the exit when you and Stiles grab them.

‘’Sit down your asses. ‘’ you push them on the chairs they were sitting.

‘’you’re hearing this and you’ll tell us who must take the blame’’ Stiles added and Derek rolled his eyes.

‘’guys it is late, you should rest , we were worried but now we see you’re fine so-Lydia tried to avoid the situation but you interrupted her.

‘’So there I am ‘’ You begin ‘’just having jumped out of the car ., thinking the rest can deal with the other hunter since the first one followed me’’

‘’ I wanted to help !’’ Stiles cuts you off and you placed your finger on his lips.

‘’ I deal with the one that followed me and decide to head back  but then-

‘’ then I appear with  another one following me and I am like I can deal with him y/n  let it be’’

‘’ but I had to help. Stiles was afraid to shoot, so I shoot him down and then another three appeared and Stiles-‘’

‘’ I scream they were mine ! ‘’ Stiles said

‘’ when did the sheets and frog come into play ? “ Kira asked.

‘’ oh that ? ‘’ you said

‘’ well we were running to avoid one of the shooters and there was this strip club that we entered in order to lose them ‘’

‘’ AND THEN THIS GUY SHOVES MONEY IN Y/N’S PANTS and you’d think she’d be offended. She’d slap him , or at least remember that we are running for our lives, but no!!! what does she do ? SHE FUCKING DANCES!’’

‘’ IT WAS MY JAM !’’ you protested.

‘’ the guy lost it , wanted to take her with him !’’ Stiles continued.




‘’ the frog ?’’  Derek asked.

‘’ right so , I grab the half naked ‘’lady’’ over here and we start running, we steal a motorbike and she shoots down one more of these guys , when she decides they will lose our tracks if we go through the swamp.’’

‘’ They did lose our tracks !’’

‘’ I argue but she argues back , she grabs the wheel , we lose balance go through a building’s fresh washed clothes , she grabs a sheet ,and gains control’’

‘’ so I drive us through the swap but then I realize they have lost us so I decide to stop but I hit the breaks roughly and Stiles decides to grab my sheet so as not to fall, but I push him cause you know it is my sheet’’


‘’ yes I did , and he falls in the swamp..’’

‘’ I FALL IN THE SWAMP.’’ Stiles screamed. while.

‘’GUYS ! GUYS ! PLEASE ! STOP’’ Scott yelled  And they did.

‘’ so , whose fault is it?’’ You asked.

‘’ Stilinski’s’’ Derek said and Stiles raised his hands up.

‘’is this because you hate me ?’’ Stiles asked Derek who simply motioned towards your direction.

‘’ I hate her less’’ he said looking at you.

‘’Guys GUYS ! It’s nobody’s fault. Can we…can we just be glad you’re alive ?’’ Scott said and you both gave in. Kira and Lydia came to hug you.

‘wow you guys stink’’ Lydia said as they held you tight. You gave Stiles a look who looked back at you.

‘’still your fault’’ he mouth and you glared at him.

The Signs in a Haunted House - Short Story

Leo: OoOOOOOooooOOOoOoo!!!!

Pisces: AHH!

Aries: Toughen up, you big baby!


Capricorn: Why me?

Gemini: Cuz if anyone dies, we want it to be you first

Aquarius: LMAO

Libra: LMAO

Gemini: LOL air sign bros before earth sign hoes

Aries: WAIT That’s so not cool. I’m first. I’M FIRST FOR EVERYTHING

Taurus: We aren’t going to line up in order, I don’t want to!!!

Cancer: Let’s make Libra go first, since Libra’s not doing anything but standing around

Pisces: Aren’t we all, though?

Libra: You can’t let me go first!!11!!!1 I HAVE A WIFE AND THREE KIDS!!1!1!1

Gemini: I’m bored


Virgo: In case you didn’t know, we are crowding this whole line. Children are screaming, families are complaining behind us.

Scorpio: Virgo’s trying to say MOVE YOUR FAT HORSE ASS SAGITTARIUS!


Aries: Were you expecting actual ghosts and shit

Taurus: So much disorder. I might take a nap. Carry me, Cancer

Cancer: Just sleep here, it’s nice and dark and you might get trampled over but it is okay. What lullaby should I sing?

Scorpio: Try imitating Pisces’ crying sound, that always puts me to sleep.

Cancer: If I do, it’ll make me lactate

Pisces: What

Capricorn: Eenie meenie miney moe I decide to choose Virgo. Virgo to be in front


Virgo: I’m pregnant

Leo: You’re so right, Virgo, no one likes Aries. I know you all love me, though :)

Aries: *throws Leo into a pile of dead bodies*

They all got kicked out

Self Negativity in Cosplay- We all start somewhere!

Going through the tags, I’m seeing a lot of self negativity. Lack of talent, or maybe you don’t think you look right, or maybe you’re like me and you struggle with your weight image! Well I say phooey to all that!

Talent comes with time. I may have a lot of skills now, but that’s after years of cosplaying, sewing, and learning from mistakes!

This was my very first cosplay, not including all my pokemon, power ranger, and other Halloween costumes as a wee child. In 2007 I dressed up as Edward Elric, all out of my closet! No wig, no make up, crappily cut and sharpie scribbled black insignia safety pinned on the back of my coat, because my mom didn’t want me ruining it. Like wow did I stink! But we all have to start somewhere! 

A year later, and a little more knowledge under my belt, I went to my very first anime convention!

I, with the help of my mom, cosplayed as Misha from a manga called Pita Ten, and Meroko from an anime called Full Moon o-something or whatever. It’s been so long since then. This was at Anime Central. Since then, I haven’t gone back, I had the worst con experience ever there, but I’m planning on conquering my fear and going back this year! 

My Misha costume was nothing but the thinnest, cheapest cotton, was nearly see through, and I wore my ratty-ass pink sketchers. I had no IDEA about cosplay makeup at that point, and literally just globbed it onto my face. Eeeewwwwww I look terrible! Meroko was no sewing involved at all. Nothing but hot glue. And the only piece I have remaining from it is the hat, which I carry at all times in the trunk of my car. I no longer have the Misha costume. I outgrew it. 

But the point is, that you grow! You’ll improve! You only have to accept your skill level and go forth with determination to improve yourself and your skillset. 

The advantage to being on tumblr and involved in the community is that there are plenty of tutorials and lots of advice from others to learn from! And when you make a mistake, or make an amazing breakthrough, you can post it here and add to the knowledge!

Just do your best and hang in there~