yes this is how my brain works

TFP characters as dril tweets
  • Optimus Prime: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT
  • Ratchet: the wise man bowed his head solemnly and spoke: “theres actually zero difference between good & bad things. you imbecile. you fucking moron”
  • Bumblebee: 1st grade: Mastered. 2nd Grade: MAstered. 3rd Grade: Mastered. 4th Grade: Heres when they start trying to trick you 5th Grade:This ones hard
  • Arcee: strongest blade in the world, howeve,r it is so fragile as to shatter when handled by any force other than the delicate touch of a lesbian
  • Bulkhead: i fear my tropical fish no longer respect me after i accidetnally stumbled backwards & smushed my ass hole right up against their $3000 tank
  • Cliffjumper: priest plugs my coffin in at the end of the funeral. “MILLERTIME” lights up in neon on the side, desecrating my corpse & sending me to hell
  • Smokescreen: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. I hoot and holler out of the building while a bunch of losers try to tell me that im dying
  • Ultra Magnus: Blocked. Blocked. Blocked. You are all blocked. None of you are free of sin
  • Jack: yes trolls. unlike you, i have a brain. its called a " JOB "
  • Raf: downloading shit loads of counterfeit papa john coupons through unsecure wifi net works
  • Miko: DAD: i just heard on t he news that teens are taking the "Kick My Ass" challenge. please dont do this ME: you have no power over me, old man
  • Jane Darby: startling how im the only person on this site with an actual human soul. you would think the other guys on here have one, but no
  • Fowler: i enjoy a bit of "Humour" every now and then, but people seriously need to stop tying me to a chair and injecting me with unknown substances
  • Megatron: my followeres, who all hate me, and wish to kick my ass, are nobodys, and they lack the combat training to injure me, because theyre infant
  • Stascream: I just looked up the stats and the number of meaningful relationships ive formed is less than the number of public restrooms ive Screamed in
  • Soundwave: im the guy who airbrushes the nipples out of pro wrestling ads. i make $85k a year. but i have a secret *removs shades to reveal nipple eyes
  • Knockout: I put years of hard work into getting my torture degree at torture college & now everyones like “oh tortures bad” , “its ineffective” fuck off
  • Breakdown: my grave is just a huge tv displaying videos of me doing parkour in hell and it makes all the other graves look like shit
  • Arachnid: i will tell you this right now: I'm from hell. Im highly fucked up. Ive been known to say rude things and watch the carnage unfold brutally
  • Shockwave: i have absolutely zero interest in friendship, i have absolutely zero interest in jokes, i am simply here to collect data and earn respect.
  • Predaking: please bring your rats to the new castle flea market so I may bless/heal them. ill be sitting in a lawn chair wearing a stolen priest outfit
  • Dreadwing: (the trolls watch in astonishment as the milk shake they threw at me flawlessly bounces off of my head wwith minimal pain and mess involved)
  • Unicron: *all horrors begotten by the desire of man flash before eyes* woha! this is awkward *the cries of millions suffering echo* Damn That's Weird
AntiSepticEye: Explained

Alright, I’m going to sit down and clear up anything and everything I can think of about Anti right now, so I don’t end up random-spamming for no reason and hitting my post limit again. This is going to be long, but I want people to read it, so hang tight. 

What do we know about AntiSepticEye?

- He is an entity that shares a body with JackSepticEye.
- He has proclaimed his purpose is to take over Jack’s channel.
- He was named by the community, not by himself.
- He alludes to drawing power from the community noticing him.
- He has taken over Jack three times now.
- Each time has been slightly different, for different reasons.
- Each time, he has taken over something new that belongs to Jack.
- He has knowledge of, and interacts with, at least one of Jack’s other Egos. (Doctor Schneeplestein)
- Doctor Schneeplestein, and himself, have both alluded to him being an outside entity that gets inside a person’s brain to take control.
- Jack, on multiple occasions, has referred to him as a demon.
- He has explicitly stated that he has killed Jack.
- He wears different clothing than Jack; specifically dark green hair, a black tee shirt, and gauges. Occasionally has black eyes or one ‘septic’ eye (green/blue).
- Always has a slit throat.
- Prefers to speak/type in glitched Zalgo text.
- Has associated himself with childrens’ laughter.

So what does this mean? What is AntiSepticEye?

Many have speculated that Anti may in fact be a demon whose sole purpose is to kill Jack and take over his channel. But have you noticed how he acts?

- Giggles almost incessantly.
- Twitches and glitches.
- Smiles almost constantly.
- Makes broad movements, sometimes violently.
- Points a knife at the camera.
- Holds a knife to his own/Jack’s neck.
- Reaches towards the camera.
- Directs all speech towards the camera.
- Whispers in the background.

How he speaks?

- Speaks with confidence, usually in absolutes. It’s all mine. There’s nothing you can do.
- Places blame for his existence on the viewers. This is all your fault. You just watched.
- Talks almost always about Jack. You can’t save him. He’s gone forever.
- Acknowledges social media. They all follow me now.
- Talks about the others (Jack, Schneep, Chase) as if they’re less than he is, but also acknowledges that they’re precious to the audience in a way that he is not.
- Talks about how ‘weak’ Jack is, specifically his body, and how that allowed him to take over.

All of this is attention-grabbing, it’s made explicitly to get us to pay attention to him, to Anti. He does everything in teasing trails, cliffhangers, hints and messages that get everyone talking about him and he seems to love it. But when things go wrong, he gets angry. He gets upset because he’s not receiving the attention he craves.

- I’m tired of pretending.
- How many times must we… keep fooling around? Over and over, fucking circles!
- I’m. In. CONTROL. This is MY world.
- Has become upset enough to actually swear.
- Shows extreme distaste for the mocking name of “Glitch Bitch”.
- Lashes out some with his knife.
- Talks much more grandiose than usual, especially about himself.
- Stresses that he cannot be gotten rid of.
- Thumps his chest, gets closer to the camera to stress that he is the center of attention.
- Sarcastically uses the words ‘favorite boy’ in reference to his next victim, who is slightly unclear at the moment - likely Jack or Chase.

He hates that he has to pretend to be Jack for so long in order to wind up the perfect amount of tension to get everyone involved. He hates that he had to ‘go in circles’, that he had to wind down so that he could explode again. He hates that if he stays, the hype will eventually die. He absolutely hates that people are rooting against him, with their #septicsave tag and theories of how to destroy or get rid of him. He hates that the attention may be on him, but more of it is on his victims. He hates what his hype has become. That’s why he’s upset.

So did Anti kill Jack?

Jack himself said after Say Goodbye that no, Anti did not kill him. This, according to Anti, was him pretending. So you can see why people would be skeptical of the vlog after Kill JackSepticEye stating almost the exact same thing. Anti didn’t kill me.

The thing is, this is a vlog - there is no intro of ‘Top o’ the mornin to ya laddies, my name is JackSepticEye.’ This isn’t Jack. This is Sean. Yes, there is a difference between Sean and Jack, if you think about it he’s ‘in character’ for almost all of his videos. Same for Markiplier, for PewDiePie, for any other gamer that goes by a pseudonym or nickname. They don’t always act the way they do on camera in real life, because they’re playing a character and they’ve become comfortable in that. 

So from this, we can infer that it could technically be possible for Anti to kill Jack. Because Jack is another persona of Sean’s. But did he kill Jack? Well, Schneep stated that he has almost lost Jack once before, and had to save him. We can infer that this incident took place during Say Goodbye, where Anti first took over, and Schneep must have saved Jack just after. In Kill JackSepticEye, though, it’s implied that not only did Anti kill Jack, but he also killed Schneep. We’ve seen, though, that Anti seems to be able to function perfectly well with Jack simply incapacitated. After all, if he hadn’t been killed during Say Goodbye, then what says he was actually killed during Kill JackSepticEye? Again, what Anti does is all for attention. If he really kills Jack, then he can’t ‘kill’ him again at a later date for more hype. Then again, with his frustration, he may have been forced to take drastic measures.

As far as we know, this is a ‘Schneeplestein’s Jack’ equation - Jack is either alive or dead, and we won’t know until Sean or Anti opens the box on us, revealing everything.

You didn’t answer my question. What is AntiSepticEye?

I know, you needed that information first.

It’s implied that Anti is a demon, yes, but what kind of demon? Some have speculated that he’s a Bill Cipher sort of demon, able to make ‘deal with the devil’ sort of trades, and that’s how he killed Chase. We have no evidence for this, but it’s a nice theory if you like angst. Another thought is that he’s not a demon at all but some sort of sentient virus that takes over a brain via the blood and corrupts it. Working off of the virus theory is that he’s able to take over electronics instead, although it doesn’t explain why he’s able to take over Jack’s body. These are all good theories, and mine is just one of them, but I think it has enough merit to warrant a read:

AntiSepticEye is part of Jack. Part of Sean, and his collective of Egos. He always has been. This would make it impossible for him to actually kill Jack without killing a part of himself, thus making his own form weaker. Why does Anti want to kill Jack? Because he wants to take over his channel. Why does he want to take over the channel? Because he wants attention.

But why does he want attention in the first place?

This is something I’m not sure anyone has actually covered, at least not that I’ve seen. Anti’s been constantly referred to as a demon, but if he’s part of Jack, then what does that mean? He’s one of Jack’s demons. His internal ones. In my mind, he’s less of an Ego like Markiplier’s, and more of a Side like Thomas Sanders’. He’s the embodiment of Jack’s greediness, his want for more attention and more views. It’s something that definitely helps him, likely motivates him to make sure he gets videos out and stays on schedule, but when left unchecked it does things like make hype over sudden, unexpected merch.

The thing is, Anti feels frustrated. He feels ignored because he tried so hard to make this happen, to build up to his grand finale of actually killing JackSepticEye, and the community ruined it for him by defending Jack, and Chase, and Schneep, and even the Egos he hadn’t even targeted. They made him upset by using the #septicsave tag, which by a large majority was used to separate him from the rest of the egos– from the rest of himself. It was used to make him seem like an outsider, something other, something evil. They wanted to save the others from him, but they stopped caring about Anti himself.

The first time he surged, everyone was focused entirely on him. They drew fanart, made theories, but it was all about him and that’s what he wanted. He wanted to feel heard and feel like he existed because before then he’d never been noticed. Jack had never put him out there to be noticed. He loved it so much he appeared not too soon after, introducing Jack at PAX East. The results were still positive, but not so much so, and he decided he needed to step up his game and go into hiding for a whole lot longer than that.

But when he started back up again, the short burst of hype was filled with people saying things like, ‘he’d better not come back again’ and ‘I hate this’ and ‘just get it over with’. Like people didn’t want him to show up again. Like they didn’t appreciate him. And that’s probably what upset him the most, the fact that we didn’t seem to want him around anymore. The effect was multiplied when people started making assumptions about Chase, bringing him into the equation and shoving Anti further into the ‘bad guy’ role without him doing anything. That’s not what he wanted, he wanted the attention to be on him, not his supposed victims. And because he felt ignored, felt pushed aside and dismissed in favor of the more ‘important’ sides of Jack, he got mad.

In almost all of the pictures Anti posted, even where he’s smiling, he looks pissed. His expression is tight, less of a smile and more of a grimace or snarl. He’s not smiling at all in the other two, glaring into the camera. We made him angry, we didn’t give him the attention he wanted, and so he had no choice but to yell and scream at us, to make us listen. But we didn’t listen, we just yelled back and begged him to ‘post the next video and get it over with’. Not because we wanted to see him again, but because we wanted him to be done and go.

So he did. He never posted the next video. He went back to his Jack facade (or possibly let Jack go) and left us alone, because that’s the only way he’s going to get attention. And he hates it. He hates being excluded like this.

So what do we do about it?

I propose that the next time Anti shows up, if he shows up again, we give an overwhelmingly positive response. Anti is a little messed up in the head, he may be psychopathic or sociopathic to some extent, but that doesn’t mean he’s not looking for our attention, our approval. He’s always watching us, watching us watch him, looking at our reaction to see if he’s doing it right, if he’s doing what we want him to do.

If we give him loving responses, tell him how happy we are to see him again and draw fanart of just him, put the spotlight back on him, maybe he won’t be so upset. Maybe that’s how we apologize for hurting his feelings. For making him mad. We give him what he wants, and maybe he’ll see he’s just as important to us as the other parts of Jack are, and that he doesn’t need to threaten them get our attention. He doesn’t want to be Jack, he doesn’t want to kill Jack. He wants us to love him just like we love Jack. He wants the attention, the love and support Jack has, that Chase and Schneep and Jackieboy Man and Marvin the Magician and even SepticEye Sam have. He’s always treated as a demon or a monster, or some outside virus.

But he’s not. He’s part of Jack. And I think we need to show him that we understand that.

We love you, Anti. Please come back. <3

tl;dr - Anti is a part of Jack, and we need to love and respect him.

“I’ll protect you… no matter what” 

lover-fighter-writer-nerd  asked:

The more i write, the more i realizehow much i love world building and character development. My problem is i cant come up with a good plot to save my life. Any advice?! Please help!

Plot is where I also fall down. I’m not even so much about the world building, I just love characters and how people interact, so I have to actively force myself to write plot.

The way I do it is to break it up into really, really simple things. I think I’ve posted how I structure my novel plans, but this is basically it:

(Sorry for all the blanks, but there’s no way in hell I am letting key plot elements out)

Now, if you’re thinking, but Joy, that’s just a scrap of paper with single descriptor lines numbered together, yes, you’d be correct. I cannot map out plot in any other way, I’ve tried, but this is how my brain apparently works. 

All I know is I need to get from A to Z and I know there are scenes I want to include, so I write the scenes, then fit out where in the alphabet of my novel they fit. I number them, and then I fill in the blanks and connect everything together so that the start, the middle, the catalyst and the resolution all meet up, and then once I have this vague road map of where I’m going, I try and stick to it as much as possible while I write the thing into a whole. Sometimes the plan changes, and that’s okay, but mostly it gives me a sense of direction with where I am going towards something.

I like having my Point of Conflict mapped out clearly, so that I know where I am heading. And I’ll be honest, my plot is not unique. There is a start, a source of conflict, some comedic and romantic relief in between with oodles of world and character development until there is A Not Good Thing Which Causes More Conflict, and then there is The Resolution followed by more Character Stuff.

And that’s it. That is how I write and god help you if you can figure it out because some days I barely can. I guess the point I am making is, your plot doesn’t need to be complex. What’s the theme of your story, how does it start? Write that down as a one liner. What happens next? Write that down.

To give you an idea of how that would look, for most coming of age fantasy novels, it would look like this:

>Be at home on farm. Lament life on farm.
>Visit Market with Friends.
>Get into hijinks which establish Character Dynamics.
>Hear a rumor at market about war, be certain it will never come to you.
>Wake up in middle of night to find farm on fire, the war is here and it has most definitely found you.
>Parents die, run off with pseud-parental figure who seems to know a lot about you.
>Realize adventuring is fucking awful.
>Discover you were adopted and feel confused/betrayed??? 
>Get in fight with dark ancient evil that tells you Things.
>Lose hand as a metaphor for lost innocence.
>Several thousand words later:

And that is…that’s pretty much every popular fantasy story since Tolkein. But it’s the worlds and characters that keep us coming back for more. So your plot? Your plot doesn’t need to be original, there is at this stage, no new ideas. Only interesting and well executed ones, and that’s what you want to aim for. 

So don’t stress over things just yet. Get yourself a vague map, and then see where it takes you. Not everyone knows where they are going when they start out writing. 


i have 0 excuses okay i just saw @joliemariella‘s tags on my silly drunk Pap animation and 

look at all those friends

c’mon Sans, gotta carry ‘em for SCIENCE (and friendship)

anonymous asked:

Am I he only one who doesn't understand this GMA thing? It makes no sense. Once it airs on GMA it will spread everywhere so it's basically just releasing the song ahead of schedule. What was the countdown for then?? And also if they don't post the video on his youtube it will only lead to lesser views on his official channel cause other versions will be around.... And people in the US hear the song, and if they like it they can't even buy it.... This all doesn't make any sense business wise...

Dude I got nothing.   I’m honestly sitting here trying to puzzle it out and make a rational argument for how it will work but….I can’t.  Maybe it’s because it’s been a very long (and very busy) day for us and my brain is tired of thinking rationally. but…it’s definitely a weird an interesting choice.  and on a US morning show??? when most of the promo has been fairly UK focused??? I mean yes there are a few exceptions especially with regards to radio stations but it still leans more towards the UK.  I’m…lost.  I would love it if someone could make a good argument for why this is a good idea though.  I’m open to suggestions. 

anonymous asked:

Sometimes I think kkmin r just very very close friends & jk acts like me with my eldest sister coz she's smaller & cuter than me so I tend to pinch her cheeks & coo at her like a baby & sometimes I even feel like I'm older coz I'm more mature. But then I remember all the questionable looks & skinship btwn jk & jm & this need for jk to be aroud jm & I'm like: nope nothing platonic there lol I feel like jm's role in jk's life is too big, like he overwhelms him sometimes.

anon hello~~~~

1st and foremost, I’m sincerely sorry for only being able to reply to this now. I’ve been so caught up in my exhausting life that I couldn’t find any time to use tumblr *sob sob* 😢😢

Thank you so much, really, for sharing your thoughts with me. I’m really happy to read asks like yours, and to learn to know how other people perceive our ship. And yes, I totally, entirely, whole-heartedly agree with you 🐥🐰👍👍

Yes, whenever I see a moment that is not very usual between them, I try to force every single cell of my brain to work, find a reason as to why it happened, is there a rational/ platonic explanation for it? etc. Will I do that to my close friends, my cute sister-like younger friends etc. It’s a war 🙈🙈. Most of the time it works, but the other times… it just doesn’t make any sense.

You stated a good point there, skinship. The other day when I was working (yes yes my mind is filled with Jikook/Kookmin all the time I need help, for real ><), it suddenly hit me that Jungkook was caught touching Jimin’s chest for at least more than 5 times already, but did we see him do it with any other member? Not once in my goldfish memory. Maybe he did, I was just to blinded by Jikook/Kookmin to see it, but that’s not our main point here. Let’s just take into consideration how some non-shippers or shippers of other ships saying that Jungkook looks at Jimin with the exact same eyes he uses to look at other hyungs (yeah let’s just *pretend to* ignore the heart eyes for a bit), how we see him backhug the other hyungs too, and how he occasionally slaps the others’ butts; you know, how he touches Jimin’s chest… is really worth paying attention to.

(again, all of the gifs I use below are not mine, I include the links to the original posts of the gif-makers under the gif itself)

  • 1st, why? Why is there a need for him to touch Jimin’s chest, when most of the time there really is no need to? And why the chest, out of all place (shoulder, arm, *whisper* abs)

well actually, it’s not like he hasn’t been caught touching other places I mention, but it’s another story, maybe we’ll talk about it the other time xD

(gifs source:

Well, only Jungkook can answer tbh…

  • 2nd, how. How he actually touches Jimin’s chest. I mean, you can say that the above examples are just… mere accidents (which I doubt), the other times he actually knows what he is doing, not to mention the fact that he looks like he’s… lost in there, it just engrosses him

(gifs source:

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Jimin and Jungkook being touchy is nothing new to talk about tbh, we see it all the time, it’s just there. Sure people can say brothers and close friends being touchy is nothing unusual, with I agree. But then, there are times you just can’t use the brother/close friend excuse…

It still bugs me to this day, how I can’t find any reason as to why Jungkook felt the need to be close to Jimin in A SAUNA, hello~, isn’t it hot there, Jungkook ah~? It’s not like he’s not filmed on camera, and it’s not like there isn’t enough space, and it’s not like Jimin didn’t actually move further away, but no means no, Jungkook doesn’t approve…

Originally posted by tanktoptiger

(please go to the original post to see it clearer)

Satellite jeon is not made up. It’s a thing, search for it if anyone is in doubt.

The thirst seems to be real…

And I talk about it before, but I’ll talk about it over and over again. Just because I still don’t get it.

Originally posted by jibeom

Yes it’s normal to give compliments to your best friends/brothers right. To encourage, support them for the better, sure. But what follows it is what makes you feel… so wrong. Even if you just wanna tease, it sure is a weird way to tease…

갖고싶다 x3, “I want you” x3

Lemme go a bit outside of this. Let’s take Namjoonie for example. You know he’s one of the ones who wanna see Jimin exposing his shoulder in BST too, right?

In this particular video reaction to their own stage, Jungkook and Monie made a fuss about Jimin not revealing his jacket, Monie explained he couldn’t do things like taking off his jacket, that’s why. He also said once while monitoring Jimin’s Lie solo stage at the end of the year, he’d like to be born as a great dancer to know how it feels like. You know it’s natural when someone does sth you can’t, you admire and praise that person. But in Jungkook’s case, it’s just… so hard to understand. If he wanna be sexy like Jimin, or if he wanna take off his jacket like Jimin, he can totally try. Or back to our video above, he can say things like “oh~ what a sexy expression, I wanna have a sexy expression like that too~”, or “I wanna be sexy too”, you know, stuff like that. But no, he went straight up to say he wanted Jimin, JIMIN HIMSELF. The way Jungkook compliments Jimin’s sexiness is really on another level, like no other… I don’t wanna be that shipper, but it really does seem to be in the ‘thirsty’ direction, it’s not just a mere praise… It actually seems to affect him, does sth to him…

Check out all of those compliments in BST era here


One last thing I feel like talking about is feeling like the mature one that you mentioned. The thing that makes me wonder is that Jungkook doesn’t really act like the mature one to the other hyungs, but Jimin. Sure maybe because Jimin is cute, but it seems more than just that. Thanks to my goldfish memory, I can’t really name a particular moment. But I have the feeling that Jungkook tries to be manly, and tough around Jimin, like he’s a man, not a boy, he’s strong, muscular, capable (can drive while Jimin has no license), he can manhandle Jimin etc., yet he still treats Jimin gently (or not once in a while xD). I dunno how to phrase it so that it’s understandable, so I’ll just say it bluntly. I feel like he wanna be the man for Jimin… *oops, I said it*

Originally posted by tanktoptiger

Again, these are just my thoughts, and I’m a shipper, I can be biased, delusional. Please don’t take everything I said too seriously.

At the end of the day, no one knows for sure what kind of relationship they have, and how they truly feel about each other. But one thing we’re sure, if these things they do are solely platonic, they sure have weird taste and hobbies there.

I’m sure I wanna discuss many things more, but I just can’t remember them at the moment. I hope this still somehow makes up for your long wait, thank you very much for turning to me to share your thoughts. I look forward to talking to you again 🌸🌺💜

Being a Musical Theatre Major at a Performing Arts School: The Musical
  • Grease: I've got bills, they're multiplying!
  • Rent: I still can't f*cking paaaaay last year's rent!
  • Fun home: I am writing a thesis on Joan!....and Shakespeare....and writing a monologue for stage acting....and transposing for vocal 1.....and memorizing a script....all in one me.
  • Cats: Memory! I wish mine was better. Because I can't remember, the answers to this test.
  • A chorus line: "So, did you high school drama class help you in any way?"
  • *Beings to belt "Nothing."*
  • Heathers: I need cash now! I'm a student in deeeeept. I don't care how! I'm a student in deeeeeept!
  • Legally Blonde: Look at my name on the casting list! The directors know that I exist!
  • Phantom of the Opera: The final of the opera is near, it hurts my brain.
  • Sweeney Todd: We all deserve to pass! Tell you why my professor, you big ass! I've had to work two jobs, Mr professor. That's right, two, that's right, two, that's right, two. All while trying to hand in my essays! And auditing for the college plays! You've only got this one job to do! Yes we all deserve to pass! Every single person here in this class!
  • Into the Woods: Into my class I have to go! I hate to leave, I have to though. Into my class and so it's time I must leave this tiny dorm room.
  • The Wiz: I wish I was home, I wish I was back there. Where I don't have to pay rent!
  • Wicked: My grades are starting to go dooooooooown.
  • Hamilton: I'm re-reading the notes you taught me. I'm searching and scanning for answers. In every line, for some kind of sign.
Tl;dr non-adhd ppl trying to fix your adhd problem

tadhdfw you try to share your frustration with your lifelong inability to maintain certain personal hygiene habits with someone and they’re all “You just have to think/focus on how important it is for your health and that will be enough to motivate you,”
“Yea that doesn’t work for me”
“Yes it will”
“Nope, it won’t”
“Just try it, it will work”
@$$?&$@$ LADY I’ve been trying it for 30 years! My brain doesn’t accept logic alone as a motivator, especially since I’m at my cap maintaining other important habits like getting to work on time everyday so I can pay the rent or getting to bed on time to be able to get up for said job.
Don’t act like you know how to fix my problem when you don’t even understand what it’s like inside my head.

Ok. I feel better now.

anonymous asked:

Could I please get hc for a scientist mc who really loves and is enthusiastic about science that it can be hard to keep up with her brain.

Heyo! Sorry this is really short and really shitty but I honestly didn’t know how to write this but I tried my best. Also, yes this is late and I never stay to my schedule BUT I was in a car all day yesterday because family vacation whoo! Anyways, hope you enjoy this piece of shit~


  • He often makes you help him with some of his science work because you basically know everything there is to know about it
  • But also when you’re trying to teacher him about something because he wasn’t paying attention in his lecture he’s just so confused????
  • When he is trying to do some science work without your help and he’s really focused on it you walk into the room take a peek at what he’s doing and blurt out something about it
  • He also really wants to build a volcano with you because he just really wants it to explode
  • But you make it so complicated????
  • He honestly loves you so much because you help him out with his work whenever he needs it and you don’t complain because you just love science so much


  • Now he’s not a big science person or anything except for drama so when you start talking about all these things about science he’s just like what??
  • Sometimes when you two are just sitting on the couch you just start talking about something and you just get so passionate about it and he’s just like awww
  • When he gets a new role about him being a scientist you’re all in and you’re so excited for this play
  • He sometimes asks you about what some of the things in the script means because he just doesn’t understand what it means
  • You like to go outside and look at the stars and when he comes to join you, you point out every constellation and explain what it means to him
  • He’s also such a big horoscope slut that he asks you where the stars are and explain his sign more to him
  • You do point out the stars but you didn’t really study much on zodiacs so you’re just like idfk
  • He just loves how smart and passionate you are about science


  • She was reading a book about the stars and you snatched the book away
  • You sit down right next to her and ask her why she was reading this book
  • She started explaining that she wants to get more into science because she did really like it in school but because of her job she never really got to learn more about it
  • Of course she knows stuff and is pretty smart about it too but you’re just way smarter than she is about it
  • Sometimes she’ll even come up to you ask you a simple science question and walk away when she got her answer
  • This happens a lot
  • Also, you just really love when she does that because she looks so cute asking you something and just walking away
  • You end up being a mini tutor for her when she wants to learn more about science


  • When you were lying in bed together and you started talking about how interested you are in science and how you were so passionate about it in school he already has an idea in his mind
  • The next morning you wake up and see so many science books and just lots of cool science things (lol sorry don’t know what else)
  • You were just standing there in shock but you were just internally screaming
  • When he went off to work you went straight into those books and started reading away
  • Yes, most of the things in those books you already knew but you couldn’t give one flying shit and was just so involved in those books
  • You didn’t notice when he got home and he had to snatch the book away from you to get your attention
  • You became all pouty and started trying to reach for your book again because knowledge
  • He loves how much you love science but you need to know when to stop and go to bed
  • And stop scaring him when he’s trying to work and you pop in saying something cool that you just learned and he thinks he almost had a heart-attack


  • You guys always go stargazing with each other when he’s not working that night
  • You two always talk about the stars, planets, and the rest of outer space
  • When he said you two should get married in the space station back in the chatroom you were all in for it
  • You both have competitions on who can find the most craziest fact about anything
  • Saeran hates it so much because you two just yell at each other from across the room about your weird facts and he just yells at you two to shut up for once
  • But he also sort of really likes the facts because they’re just so dumb



I hate how people think INFPs are unrealistic, stupid and always late etc.

1. I’m always on work at time  there’s only been a few times when I’ve been late because I overslept.

2. My left and right brain usage is 50/50. Yes, I CAN be unrealistic, BUT that DOESN’T mean I don’t know where to draw the line, I’m not f***ing stupid. I pay attention to the world around me, I know what’s going on!

3. We’re not stupid. Sure we might not be interested in cars or technical stuff, but that doesn’t mean we’re stupid. Yes, we might say things that are “4 trains of thought away” from what someone has said, BUT it ACTUALLY DOES relate. We’re always thinking in our minds and we shift through words/phrases and answers ‘til we find the reply we want. Just because others think in a “straight” line, that doesn’t make our opinion or reply invalid or unrelated, others just can’t see the connection!

(Sorry, I’m just really frustrated with people).


(This plot is based around suicide- please be careful)

So it was late last night and I started thinking about my Best Son Anthony Stark, and how he isn’t Good With Emotion. 

He finds it difficult to tell people he cares, and show others that he loves them. Sometimes even physical touch or people handing him things makes him uncomfortable, so the Avengers moving in proved difficult at the beginning, because… well, he just isn’t used to that much casual camaraderie and contact being thrown around. Totally new ball game. And it scares the shit out of him.

So anyway. The team are all Bonding and Growing Together and stuff, and Tony is just out on a limb, because he doesn’t know how to fucking say that he likes them. He shows it, of course he shows it, that’s the only thing he ever can do well- but then his goddamn mouth just has to run off and say something stupid and they’re right back at square-fucking-one again. He doesn’t know what to do, and he just… he doesn’t feel like one of them. It hurts.

Then there’s a bad mission.

 A… a really bad mission. Something-Wears-Coulson’s-Face-And-Goes-On-A-Murderous-Rampage-Directed-At-Clint type of bad mission.

Clint tries to jump off the roof.

And Tony is suddenly… completely and utterly consumed by how painful that is to think about. How stupidly attached he’s become, not only to the Birdbrain, but the whole damn team. Remembering Clint, sat still and silent on the top of the tower with a half-empty bottle of whatever-the-fuck in his hand and an empty look in his eyes… it haunts him. 

Literally. He can’t sleep. He barely lets Clint out of his sight for weeks after, just in case. The thought plagues him, because he knows, fuck does he know, what it’s like to feel that sort of pain. And he can’t stand the thought of Clint suffering the same.

He feels like he’s doing nothing. Like he’s helpless. So one night of yet more insomnia, he decides to put the ball on his side of the court.

He starts writing.

By the end of the morning, there’s pages and pages of data- Clint’s triggers, his history, his likes and dislikes and his mental state- all cross-referenced with one another and neatly sorted into workable piles. He tells JARVIS to scan the work and track it with Clint’s behaviour; flagging him up in either amber for medium risk, or red for immediate. 

And once he’s done that- why the hell would he stop there?

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One Last Ride  (Sam Drake x Reader) Chapter 1: You Promised

I’m starting a new fan fic, will probably get a few chapters?
Story will consist of (fluff, angst, action, drama, nsfw)

I’ve gotten so much inspo from my fav fic writers on here so i thought i’d give it a try. Your feedback would be awesome! comment and like (:

Summary: Nathan Drake calls you for a job he needs help on and could only count on you (besides Sam and Sully of course) to help him on this based on your other jobs together. 

He promised. 

He promised no more dangerous jobs, no more dangerous men shooting at you, no more dangerous lost cities, and no more dangerous treasure hunting that at the end of the day you left with nothing.

But there you go, answering his phone call once again. 

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less-than three


I was reminiscing with my roommate yesterday over the tumblr boyfriend I had like five years ago, fondly remembering how we’d message each other and hating how we didn’t have a chat feature back then but i digress

anyway I decided to put Derek and Stiles into an online/long distance relationship so have some fluff :D

d-hale: Hey.

star-wolves: Hey! How was your day?

d-hale: Pretty good all things considered. Been a long week.

d-hale: and you? How was class?

star-wolves: ugh, class was class. almost skewered myself on a lacrosse stick AGAIN

d-hale: ???

d-hale: I won’t ask.

star-wolves: But don’t you care about my well being??! DEREK RUDE

d-hale: of course I do

d-hale: But that’s the fifth time you’ve typed those words out to me, which is why I don’t need to ask. 

star-wolves: aw sweet

d-hale: am not

d-hale: change the subject

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anonymous asked:

Everlark for number 29? Your fics are great, keep on writing!

So, um…this prompt is two years old. Yikes. But anyways, the requested dialogue phrase is “I thought you were dead,” and it will be a miracle if the Anon who sent this even remembers sending it (*crazed laughter*). Anyhow, this prompt along with a few reviews shook something loose in my head and the below 4K+ word vomit happened. Not beta’d, so forgive my mistakes, also the end feels rushed but short of completely rewriting Catching Fire this is what you get. It is a continuation of something that is a year old, which you can read on:



or FF

your choice. You’re gonna want to read that part first. And before you ask…yes there’s a third part in the works. So now I have to figure out how to post this part to the other sites when I said I wouldn’t expand it. Why do I do this to myself? I should be working on ms2sl or It’s All a Lie. Enough whining! Rated M for sexy times. Enjoy.

It takes a good two minutes for what they’re suggesting to sink into my brain. As soon as it does, I shake my head vigorously. “I’m not saying that.”

“Come on, Katniss. Your mother will know it’s a lie.” As if that would be my only real objection.

“No!” I shout at Gale but my eyes are drawn to Peeta, sitting in one of the bright chartreuse armchairs, hands clenched with his forearms resting on his thighs. There’s a strange tick in his jaw and a gaping chasm between us that I don’t know how to breach. My next words are directed at him. “This was your idea, wasn’t it?”

“Yes,” he whispers. My eyes burn and bile rises in my throat as I run from the room.

“Catnip,” Gale pleads. He hasn’t called me that unless there’s a camera around since before the last Games.

“Let him talk to her and explain,” I hear Haymitch say and I know that Peeta’s following me. I run to the only place I can think of that might allow me to talk freely, so long as the wind is howling like it was last night. A cold blast of wind hits me when I reach the roof, bringing me to an abrupt halt. Peeta’s warmth crashes into my back. I didn’t think he’d be able to catch up that quickly.

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A Logical Match

Jim/Spock, Bones, the Enterprise crew

Summary: Jim and Spock have to pretend to be married or risk getting banned from the planet they so desperately need help from. Pre-slash Spirk.

A/N: This is the longest one shot I have ever written and I wrote it in under 24 hours and I hope to god that you will like it.

Other than being my longest one shot to date it’s also my 500th fic on this blog, and I’m also posting it in celebration of James Tiberius Kirk’s (future) birthday, so we’ve got several things to celebrate here! Please enjoy and please consider sending me feedback as it’s always appreciated!

Words: 8 329

In retrospect they could’ve gotten out of the situation very easily. One sentence, one explanation, and everything would have been all set and they wouldn’t have been forced to lie. But as Jim had been standing there, his most respected crew members and rather close friends just behind him, his mouth acted quicker than his brain and he’d ended up blurting out “yes” when the king of a very conservative planet had asked if Spock had been his husband.

“We are receiving a special kind of energy from the two of you which can usually be found among married couples who have been together for a long time,” the king had explained after Jim had choked out a “why” after his first misstep.

Jim hadn’t dared correct himself after that. This planet was conservative, but not in the traditional sense that you usually associated with the time before the 1900’s, Earth time of course. They weren’t against same sex couples or interracial or intergalactical couples. Quite the opposite. But the people didn’t like liars or thieves or immorality or even jokes, and if Jim had told them that he wasn’t actually married to Spock there was a big possibility that they would get angry with him because they’d think he’d disrespected them, and if there was something the crew of the Enterprise needed right now it was their help. So rather than confess that he was a single man, Jim had gone along with it, and seeing as Spock was a logical and intelligent being himself he’d followed his lead.

Jim only allowed himself to look at anyone in his crew once they’d been shown to their rooms and left alone to settle in before dinner.

Coincidentally Spock’s eyes were the first ones his met. “Don’t ask me why I said yes.”

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Can a broken mind be fixed?
( darkiplier )
Can a broken mind be fixed?

@glambertfairykilljoyalien: Dark, I’m glad I found you. I need to speak with you about something. I made some chai tea if you’re interested. *Sips tea* Now, I have one important question to ask you. Is it possible to fix a broken mind? If so, how would you fix it?

“You pose a good question, my dear. Let me explain.

Is it possible to fix a broken mind? No. Is it possible to fix a broken body? To a degree, yes. There is a clear difference between the body and mind, along with its limitations.

Once your mind is completely broken, that’s it. You are gone. You might as well think that you’re already dead, but your body is still very much alive with your brain working only to make sure that you can still breathe and walk.

Unless you have a way of reversing time or using some sort of ‘magic’ to undo the effects, abandon hope while you still can.

…Why am I telling you all of this…?

That aside, if you don’t mind, I’d like to indulge in some of that chai tea you’ve brought with you….”

cloakedsparrow  asked:

I always wonder whenever I come across someone who ships Jason/Tim, so I just thought I'd actually ask for once: how do you think Bruce would react when he discovered they were in a relationship? I mean, they're not technically related but he does consider them his sons and has adopted them both. Plus, there was the whole time when Jason seemed to hate Tim and even tried to kill him. There's also the possibility of it affecting their vigilantism.


A fair but loaded question- and you’ve come to the absolute, most inarticulate person on this hellsite. Buckle up friend, we’re going on this journey of discovery together.

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Every Me And Every You - Sixteen

Spencer explained his game to you as you both ate your dinner, you taking a bite of the over cooked steak and vegetables, followed by a bite of the steak and hand cut fries that you really just wanted a whole plate of.

The apartment was the perfect temperature, not too hot or cold so although you did still feel somewhat exposed, you weren’t uncomfortable at least.

“So, in this folder is a list of statements that essentially all begin with the world ‘Tonight’. It’s broken down into sections. The first section is ‘Tonight you will…’ and the second section is ‘Tonight, we will use’. The third section just asks you to list some numbers, but they will correspond with a ‘Tonight X will happen this many times’. You’ll go through and answer either yes, no or a number to each point and then when you’re done, you’ll select some more numbers at random, from a bag. What ever numbers you select, we’ll do. Or won’t, depending on how you’ve answered.”

You think you followed him. “So statement one could be ‘Tonight you will…. suck me off’ and I answer either yes or no to it. Then if number one comes out of the bag, we either do it or not?”

“Exactly.” He was grinning at you, as you cleaned the last bit of food away from your plate.

“Okay. That sounds fun.” You just wouldn’t tick yes to the things you weren’t keen on. Easy. Although you knew that even if you did answer yes to something, you wouldn’t have to do it if you really didn’t want to. So where was the thrill?

“Great. So, you can open your folder and start answering. Take your time.”

You pushed your empty plate and cutlery forward, placing the folder in front of you and opening it.

In front of you was a piece of paper, numbered one to twenty and split in three sections.

“Where are the statements?” Confusion filled your brain, the page was blank apart from the numbers and section headings.

“In my folder,” he replied, his eyes on yours. He rolled his bottom lip into his mouth, releasing it slowly.

“So are you going to read them out so that I can answer?”

“Nope.” The corner of his mouth travelling upwards in a smirk.

“So how do I know what I’m….. Ohhhhh. I don’t.”

That’s where the thrill was. You were answering yes or no, but you didn’t know what to.


Alright. This could be interesting.

You picked up the pen and started working your way down the list, randomly selecting yes, no or writing a figure where applicable. It specified between one and ten.

Every so often you heard Spencer tut, or suck in his breath.

“Oooh, that’s a shame. I was hoping you’d answer yes to that one.”

“Ten Y/N. Really?”

“Oh you’re going to like that one.”

“Spencer…. You’re distracting me.”

“I know. But you’ve been distracting me too. Do you know how frustrating it is sitting here and not touching you. Your nipples are so fucking hard against that night dress….. They’re begging to be sucked.”

It was a good job the seat below you was leather and would wipe clean easily.

“Seriously Y/N. Your body is so perfect.”

“It’s really not Spence. I’ve got cellulite and stretchmarks. I’ll admit that I don’t mind my figure, working where we do keeps me reasonably fit and toned at least. But I’m far from perfect.”

Spencer rose from the table and walked around to your seat, kneeling on the floor in front of you and placing his hands on your thighs, turning you to him.

“Y/N, your body is perfect to me. Accept it. Love the things you see as an imperfection because they make your skin and your body unique to you. Don’t let me hear you contradict me again. I adore your body, I would spend all night worshipping it if you let me.”

He lowered his head and pressed his lips against your legs, kissing each thigh in turn.


Having him spending all night worshipping you sounded like heaven, and you were pretty sure his words had turned your insides to mush.

He stood again and returned to his seat, reaching for a small velvet bag before he did so.

“So, shall we see what this worship will actually entail?”

You nodded, both nervous and excited. He raised his hand and tossed the velvet bag at you. You reached for it, catching it and mentally high fiving yourself for your reflexes.

You tugged on the draw string seeing that the bag was full of marbles, each with a number painted onto them.

“So, I just pull them out? How many?”

He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking. Leaning forward, he rested his head on his hand, stroking his chin.

“Shall we say five, and we’ll see what we come up with. Choose a marble and read the number out along with what your answer was. And then I’ll tell you the statement. You can check them yourself if you like.”

Adjusting yourself on the chair, you reached into the bag and pulled out the first a marble, turning the smooth cool ball over in the palm of your hand.

“Fourteen. And my answer was yes.” You placed the marble on the open folder, watching it roll slightly until it stopped in the crease of the binder.

“Fourteen. Alright. That was from the Tonight We Will Use section. So it looks like we’ll be playing with ice and fire later.”

“Fire?” Alarm coated your voice.

“Candle wax Y/N. Candle wax.”


“Next one?” he asked and you reached inside the bag again and pulled out another ball.

“Three. And my answer was no.”

He checked his own sheet. “I think you’ll be pleased you answered no to that. I’m not sure you’re quite ready for that and I’ll be honest, I’m not sure I’d be ready for you to do it. But it was an old game sheet which I’ve not updated.”

“Explain.” You raised your glass to your mouth, taking a drink.

“Tonight you WON’T be anally penatrating your partner.”

You nearly spat your drink out, managing to swallow it quickly and compose yourself.

“You’d actually want me to do that? How would that even work?”

“Male G spot, Y/N. And…. With a strap on of course.” He looked amused at your reaction and you could feel yourself flushing red and the mental image you now hand of you fucking Spencer from behind.

Just what the hell.

“I’m just gonna pick another out okay.”

You reached in to the bag and selected another marble. “Nineteen and the answer was five.”

He smirked. “The number of times you’ll be bought to the edge of orgasm before you’re allowed to come.”

Fucking brilliant. Five ….

You were totally going to be begging by the end of this and the look on his face told you that he knew it.

“Another one, Y/N?”

Okay. Another one. You pulled out another and checked the number again your paper.

“It’s another number. Ten.”

“The number of times you will be paddled.”

“Paddled….. Those things that look like the backs of hair brushes?”

“Yup. I have a wooden one and a plastic one. I’ll let you choose which one when it come round to it. Next?”

You already had your fingers in the bag, ready to pull out another.

“Four. Yes.”

“Fantastic. I’ve been waiting to find out what your lips would feel like around my cock. Looks like I’ll be finding out.”

And that meant you’d finally get to actually see him.

“Just so you know, the statement in full is: Tonight you will give and receive oral sex. So I’ll be tasting you too. Perhaps whilst you’re sucking.”


“Not that you’ll be allowed to finish.”


“Do you wanna choose another?”

“Well, I kinda wanna know what my six strikes are going to be cashed in as.”

“I’m saving them for tomorrow. You might acrue more by not doing something I ask this evening.”

“Okay. I’ll choose another. Eleven. And yes.”

Consulting his list, he pursed his lips.

“Ever worn nipple clamps Y/N?”

“Nope… But I’m guessing I will be, right?”

“You got it.”

“Fine. Question…. So this has dictated how many times I’ll be bought to the edge before I can come. What about you? Do you get to finish whenever?”

“Good question. And the answer is yes. Although this will mainly be about you. But if I want to come, I’ll come. If you’re doing something to me and I’m near and I want you to stop, you’ll stop. Spit or swallow by the way?”

“Generally depends on my mood, and where I am. But you’re the boss, so you tell me right?”

He smiled. “Thats right, I do. So swallow I think. But I’ll let you know. Now…I’m going to clean these plates away and bring dessert out. Climb up on the table and take that night dress off please?”


He stood and gathered up the plates before turning to you.

“Dessert time. You’re going to be my dish. Get naked and lie down on the table Y/N.”

Jesus fucking christ….