you are fine just the way you are

“Don’t Go” (Trust Issues part 2)

A/N: it’s here! hope you guys enjoy it and i’m sorry for keeping you waiting!
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word count: 2,908
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Part 1

“H”, she started, carefully nudging his feet, making him look up at her and reply with a low “hmm?”

“You don’t seem oka-“

“For God’s sake, Y/N!”, he spat at her, immediately getting up from his lying position. “I told you I’m fine! Didn’t I?!”

“Yes, bu-“, she didn’t know what to do. The change of the mood around the room and his now loud voice were way too sudden for her liking.

“But what?! Huh?!”, Harry was fuming.

“I just want to help! And you know it! Just let me in! Please! Will you ever do that?” She was desperate by now and if she weren’t as invested on Harry’s every movement, she would’ve noticed the tears pricking at her eyes.

“Just get off my case, would you?! God, you’re so annoying…”, he finished, and even though he murmured the last part more to himself than to her, Y/N still heard it.

“No! Harry!”, she was exasperated, standing up from the couch as well and trying to ignore his last few words. “You’re not fine! You’re not okay either! Just cut the crap, already, yeah? I just want you to talk to me, is that too much to ask for?!”

Harry could literally hear the despair in her voice but he couldn’t stop now.

She was hurt. Hell, she was breaking. The one person she looks out for the most is shutting her out in a much harsher way than usual. He had never yelled at her. Never said those rude things to her either. She felt so small in front of him that she didn’t know what to do. She felt as though all of her effort and attempts were going down the drain, as if they meant nothing.

“Yes, it is! Just leave me the fuck alone for once, yeah?! Isn’t it clear yet that I don’t want you here?!”, Harry said and before she could say or do anything else, he walked out the door with a loud slam of the door, leaving her alone on the couch, crying her eyes out.

Deep down she knew he didn’t mean the words he said — God, she prayed he didn’t— but boy, did they sting in her heart. Y/N’s mind was divided. Did he mean all of that? Does he really want her out of his life and gone? She really didn’t know but she wasn’t ready to give up on him just yet. She could tell that behind all of that strong facade he had built up in front of him, he was asking for help. Hell, he needed help.

On the other hand, she loves Harry so dearly. Y/N often finds herself thinking and considering his feelings more than her own. She wanted to see him happy and if she needed to walk away from his life in order for that to be happen, that’s what she was going to do.

She was torn between the two options she had. Did he really mean all of it and does he really want Y/N out of the picture? Or did he say all of it simply because he couldn’t handle the pressure and didn’t know how to react?

Y/N didn’t want to make any mistakes either. She didn’t want to leave if he really didn’t want her gone and she didn’t want to stay if he did not cherish her company anymore. So she decided to wait—wait until he got back from whatever place he went to. They were going to talk.


After what felt like days since he was gone, although it was merely 2 hours, Harry was back home — his house, though.

Y/N had gone to his apartment to gather some of her belonging scattered around his place. She never moved in with him — he never asked her to and neither did she — but she still had some stuff left at his house — some t-shirts and sweatpants, for when she’d spend the night, as well as a toothbrush and other belongings like that.

All in the while he was gone, he never gave her a call nor sent her any texts. Harry didn’t answer her calls either and that was all the confirmation she needed. At this point, Y/N was just plain insecure. The heat of the fight they just had, the harsh words thrown at her and the fact he only ignored her attempts of reaching out to him only added up to that pile. She figured he really wanted her gone, so she decided to drop by his flat to get some of her things and wait until he got home — that is, if he got home; she really didn’t know.

Her heart jumped as she heard the door close softly behind his heavy footsteps. Her heart was racing so fast and her head was on the brink of spinning like crazy. Y/N’s heart shrunk with the anticipation of the moment yet to come. She was certain this would be one of her last minutes spent with him and although she didn’t want to be thinking about it now, she couldn’t help it. Her happiest memories were made with him by her side. She wouldn’t bare the pain to see him go.

Had he acknowledged her presence yet? Would Harry even want to talk to her at all?

Her trace of thoughts was interrupted as soon as Harry entered his kitchen. His face held a very stern expression and she knew what was to come. At the sight of him, Y/N’s heart felt even heavier than before and, in attempts to ease up the situation, even if just slightly, she pulled a chair out and motioned for him to sit.

At that, he indifferently glanced at the chair and turned his gaze back to her, pretty much ignoring her invitation for him to sit down with her.

“We need to talk.”

Y/N took the deepest, yet shakiest breath she could as to prepare herself for the moment that was to come — although no deep breath would ever manage to make her feel ready for this. In response, she only gave him a shy nod — she couldn’t find the strength in her to actually speak.

Harry lead them out the kitchen and headed to the living room, where both of them sat on different couches, opposite to each other so they could still look at the other.


“I was thinki-“

They immediately shut their voices when they heard the other speak and, Harry sensing Y/N was slightly embarrassed, let her go first.

“Um… Well, I was-… How can I say it..?”, she was lost in her own words. How was she supposed to tell him that she’d leave if that’s what he wanted even though that was the last thing she ever wanted to do? How was she supposed to just walk out the door and never turn back? “I thought about um, what you said and I- well, I figured that I’ll leave if that’s what you want. I also wanted to apologize for making you feel pressured. It’s obvious that you don’t want to-… be open with me and I have to respect that.”

She gulped hard when she finished, surprised with the fact she hasn’t cried yet. However, it was still noticeable — at least to Harry — that she was way more than just nervous. She kept her gaze down to her fidgeting hands most of the time she spoke and he could also hear her voice shake. She also stammered as she spoke — something he noticed she did when she was anxious and scared. Y/N, though, thought she was doing a great job at hiding how affected she had been with this whole situation.

Feeling the silence around them eat up at her, she immediately looked up to Harry, who was silently starring at her. Y/N felt so small in front of him, specially when his gaze was starring right through her and with that frown upon his forehead. If she had the strength to run away right here and right now, she’s sure she would have run off already.

Once again, the silence — the lack of response, to be exact — was all she needed to confirm her thoughts. She had to leave. Harry wanted her to leave.

But how? No- I mean, how? Should she give him a hug? Thank him for her best and favorite memories and 9 months she’s ever lived? Or straight up just walk out? How does one even say goodbye to a loved one like that? She didn’t know what he wanted. There was no way she could — she wasn’t exactly a mindreader.

“Um… I should probably go then…”, as soon as she got nothing but silence in return, she stood up and reached for her bag. Y/N was on full silent-sobbing right now and she didn’t even try to cover it up. She didn’t find the strength in her to do so.

Truth be told, she’s never felt weaker than she does now. Y/N feels as though her heart is being stomped on repeatedly, over and over again. She feels her brain begging, screaming at her for her to stop crying, for the pain is too much. She feels her eyes sting with all of the tears she’s let out and her stomach twisting. She can’t stop though, and she knows she won’t any time soon. So she just lets it go — all of it.

What she doesn’t know, however, is that Harry was silent not because he wanted her gone. Harry was silent because he didn’t find the words in him. His brain was at a thousand miles per second, where every possibility and outcome ran through his mind — including every worst case scenario. What was he supposed to do?

He wanted to apologize. For everything. Looking back now, bow did he even find in himself to call her annoying? Or ask her to leave him alone? Y/N had mentioned to Harry once or twice that being called annoying is probably one of the worst things someone could call another. Perhaps it is because of the fact that ‘annoying’ can cover a lot of things — from the way one speaks to the way they act and their personality or character. Y/N had never liked the term itself either. It just sounds aggressive to her.

He knew all of it, then why did he do it? Harry admits he didn’t think through his words, or else, they wouldn’t be on the spot they are now. But still, why did he say such harsh things to his Y/N? Nothing would ever justify those words.

When he told her he wanted to talk, he meant that he wanted to apologize, to try and make her understand why he has real bad trust issues. He wanted her to know that it was nothing personal and that he wanted to try talking about his feelings and emotions — his pain, specially — with her — that is, if she still wanted him around, of course. But now, he sees that all she has in her mind right now is how personal it is that he doesn’t want to talk to her and how much he doesn’t want her presence. Hell, if it were him on her spot he’d think the same too. He’s literally been silent since she began speaking.

However, as soon as he heard the front door click open, he immediately shot up from his sitting position on the couch. He absolutely hated how his perception of time was much slower than reality sometimes. Who knows? He could’ve been too late and lost her for good.

He got to the front door just seconds before she stepped out. Fearing she’d magically disappear, he stuck his hands out and held her upper arm tightly — not enough to hurt her —, stopping her from leaving his house — from leaving him. As soon as she turned back around, behind the puffy eyes and red spots on her beautiful face, he still saw how surprised she was at his actions. Hadn’t he just indirectly said he didn’t want her anymore?

“Wait! Don’t go…”, Harry said.

But what got to her was that he didn’t just say it. He meant it. Y/N swore on her life her knees almost collapsed at the tone of his voice and the expression on his face. Could she be wrong, after all?

“What? Why not?”, she blurted out.

Harry’s heart broke at how she sounded: so hopeless and broken. And unfortunately, he was the one who did that. He was so caught up onto his own pain that he ended up causing it to someone else; not just someone else, but his Y/N. He was so focused on shielding himself from any harm that he ended up harming her delicate, loving heart instead. And that’s why he promised himself and to everything that’s most precious in this world that he wouldn’t do it again. Only he knows how much it hurts to see her like that.

And to make matters even worse for him? Y/N wasn’t even mad. There was no hint of anger or irritation upon her delicate features. She was just… sad. And heartbroken.

Harry realized that she must’ve had so much respect for him that she took him into consideration way more than she took herself. Not only that, but she was also willing to prioritize his happiness over hers. After all, she was leaving because she thought that was what would make him happy and whole again; even if that wasn’t what was right for her.

“I’m sorry. God, I’m such an idiot, I’m so sorry, Y/N”, he let go of her arm and took her hands into his, instead. “I never meant any of those words. Never did and never will. And specially, I don’t want you to leave. Please, don’t leave me. Stay, please, love. Stay…”. At this exact moment, all he could think about was trying to make her stay. He wanted her to see his part of the story too.

With a silent nod, she re-entered the house. As soon as the door was locked, Harry immediately wrapped his arms around her frame and hugged her as tightly as ever.

“I love you. I love you. So much, love. Please, let me explain. Hear me out.”

She teared up at his words even harder. They had never exchanged those words before and now that he said them, she didn’t know what to do. What if he brought her back inside so they could talk like proper adults and later he actually asks her to leave? Her mind was racing and she couldn’t stop herself from thinking all of this was over — that they were over. Also, should she repeat those words at this moment? She knows she loves him too. A lot. But is this the right time? Tired of debating with and against herself, she decides to save them for another hour. They needed to talk.

Leading both of them to the couch—the same one, now—, he sat as closely to her as he could. He wanted her to know how serious he was about those three little words and how much he meant every single word he was about to speak.

So he began. And he told her everything. From what made him so closed off to people, to what had recently made him upset and act the way he did. He had shared with her every piece of his that he hadn’t shared with anyone else in a very long time. And Y/N had been even more understanding and loving in response than he thought she would. Not that Harry thought she wouldn’t give it importance or would just brush it off, no. But she never ceased to surprise and amaze him.

She is too kind for this world he often finds it hard to understand. But that is just the way she is. And he loves every bit of her.

Their talk was rather emotional and she still managed to make him cry even a bit harder. With words of assurance, she told him she’d be there for him through everything and all, through the bad and the worst and through the good and the best. Harry also made a promise to himself and to her to never let it get that bad again. He was going to try to open up more to her.

And just from what he had shared with her tonight was enough to make him feel as though a whole building was lifted off from his shoulders. He felt as light as a feather and relief wouldn’t even begin to describe the feeling in his heart. Harry was forever thankful for Y/N and he was going to make sure she feels as appreciated and loved as she deserves on every day ahead of them.


Their talk had ended just a couple minutes ago and they were now just intently looking at each other with a small smile tugging at each of their lips. Pulling her closer to him, the both of them closed their eyes and breathed each other in, mostly enjoying their presence and company.

“Harry?”, she lowly said, interrupting the silence.

“Yeah, love?”

“I love you too.”

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ultimafangirl  asked:

Could I request the NDRV3 guys finding out that their S/O is uncomfortable with being touched? Like, not in a NSFW way, but if someone touches her without warning her, even if it's something small she'll freeze or flinch away?

I get you no problem

DRV3 Boys & S/O who’s uncomfortable with being touched without warning

Shuuichi Saihara

  • He wouldn’t find out until later on
  • Because he wouldn’t rush anything any way
  • He wouldn’t be likely to touch you without warning anyway
  • But one day he was going to come up behind you and hug you
  • But he noticed you flinch before he managed to place a hand on you
  • And then he felt a pang of guilt
  • And just sat down with you
  • And asked you if you would rather have warning before he gave physical affection
  • When you nodded he was completely fine with it
  • He would always show you a little sign before he was going to touch you in future
  • Either holding eye contact as he extended a hand to you
  • Or winking with a soft smile

Kaito Momota

  • He would learn by experience
  • He would hug you without warning
  • But the second you flinched he would pull away
  • Apologising and checking you were okay
  • He would make sure to always alert you before hand
  • Not by announcing it with words
  • But he would either cough, clear his throat or whistle
  • And then glance at you to make sure you were okay with it


  • He didn’t find out through intentionally touching you
  • It was when you were out together
  • And he just walked closer to avoid a crowd
  • But when he touched you he noticed you freeze
  • He would turn immediately and check you were okay
  • “Is it okay if I take your hand?”
  • He would gently guide you somewhere to sit down
  • Before talking it over with you
  • He would always ask permission before touching you in future
  • Only ever not doing so when you initiated it

Rantaro Amami

  • He would find out by accident too
  • Because you were in a crowd
  • And he place his hands on your shoulders to guide you away
  • Only you froze on the spot
  • And then he was walking in front of you and crouching down
  • “Is everything okay Y/N?”
  • He would probably hold your hands at this point
  • Until you told him what distressed you
  • And then he would take his hands away
  • Apologising profusely
  • And just asking you if it was okay for him to hold your hand
  • He wouldn’t let go for the rest of the day if you said yes

Kokichi Ouma

  • See he would usually prod or poke you
  • In part of his teasing
  • Only he originally thought he just gave you a fright
  • It was only when you truly flinched when he gave you a back hug that he realised he’d been wrong
  • And then he was apologising so much
  • Realising each of the other times he had made you uncomfortable
  • He would make the biggest effort not to do it again in future
  • He would sometimes go to poke you but then remember when he was inches away not to
  • Instead appearing in front of you with a cheeky smile
  • Before he held your hand he’d give his own little warning
  • Making some bizarre sound with his mouth
  • Once you had both established that as the signal anyways

Gonta Gokuhara

  • He would find out by accident too
  • Because he was being a gentleman
  • Not wanting to touch you without permission anyway
  • It was when you were out together
  • And someone knocked him into you
  • He noticed how you suddenly became rigid
  • Glued to the spot
  • He would almost shield you from others with his body
  • While not touching you
  • Once he knew you didn’t like contact without warning he would be aware of his own actions
  • Always asking permission before he did anything
  • But he would also be a shield for you in public
  • Any time it looked like anyone was going to touch you he would find a way to prevent it

Korekiyo Shinguji

  • He would subconsciously reach for your hand
  • But when your fingers brushed he noticed how you flinched away
  • And then he took note
  • Talking to you about it later on
  • And then finding a way for you to signal that it was okay for him to touch you
  • Mostly deciding that you should be the one to initiate PDA
  • Because he feared he may read your body language wrong
  • He too would shield you from unwanted contact too
  • Often steering you away from crowds in public once you were aware he was going to do so

Ryoma Hoshi

  • He would observe you often
  • Noticing how you tended to avoid contact whenever you could
  • Steering away from people
  • But he also noticed how when you met your friends after a date with him that you flinched when they hugged you without you seeing them first
  • So he would sit with you
  • And just ask you how you felt about it all
  • Coming up with your own signal
  • He would click his tongue as loud as possible
  • Announcing he was going to either put an arm around you or hold your hand
  • And otherwise leaving you to give the indications for affection
  • He didn’t mind it one bit
  • As long as you were comfortable he would do anything for you

Hello it is I, Spilly, Beep beep im a sheep…..

Okay jk this is actually a quick update from your friendly neighboorhood @forksalesperson who is kinda keepin this blog updated on the Spilly sitch? I guess???

Anyways I’m here to tell you that the wonderful, beautiful, kind, amazing, b e s t, Spilly is doin just swell!! She might not admit it but she’s been doing like so good since she’s been off this time wasting blackhole site. She’s been drawing more and going on adventures and she’s just s u c h a good friend.

She has been kinda sad that she hasn’t been able to talk to all her good good friends on here, but the time away is something she really needed, so thank you all for worrying about her!!

Her house was fine after Harvey by the way so she and her family have been doing really well!

(Disclaimer: I’m not going through her inbox or messages and reading that stuff bc that’s not cool y’know xD)

Anyways!!! Speaking of adventures!!!!!!! SHE WENT ON A TRIP UPSTATE AND WE MET!!! IN REAL LIFE!!! G U Y S!!!!

Yes the pic is blurry but we were having so much fun and this was one of our favorites so xD



Sorry for screaming but I had to. OOOO We also made Build-A-Bears for eachother to take home so we could have things to hug when she left ^^ sadly she only visited for two days but it was wonderous and felt like I had already met her and we had been like neighboor friends for y e a r s. She is oh so speacial guys.

Right tho, our bears xD

First, Nerd McGondle, the one she made me

And second, introducingggggggg!!!


I can’t even begin to explain how much fun we had but guys!! It was great!!!

anomalycycle  asked:

Would you like me to submit another quote dump?

I’d love it! If you noticed, though, since your submission was a bunch of quotes, I had to separate them and make my own posts. Thus, there was no “official” credit to you from Tumblr (people couldn’t see “Submitted by: anomalycycle” and then click it for your profile). So just keep that in mind when you’re submitting them, either way is fine by me!

anonymous asked:

How do you guys feel about plastic surgery? (I know mingyu doesn't have it, bless his natural beauty) TBH I've been thinking about doing it but I'm conflicted and need some advice. I feel so ugly and boys won't talk to me. Maybe I should change my appearance. I can't even talk to my friends/family about this. (If you don't want to answer this, that's fine. Just needed some help)

Seungcheol: We respect people who choose to have plastic surgery. But we also think that everyone is beautiful and that they shouldn’t change their appearance.

Jeonghan: Especially our carats. I’m sure you look beautiful. All of our carats look beautiful. Gorgeous even!

Joshua: The only advice we can give you is to not do it. You’re beautiful the way you are. What matters is if you're beautiful on the inside.

Soonyoung: Still! To us, you’re all gorgeous! Inside and out!

Mingyu: If you think we look beautiful without plastic surgery, we think the same way towards our carats!

SVT: We agree! You're all beautiful in your own way. We’re always here if you want to be reminded that you’re beautiful or listen to pretty u. Saranghae to our beautiful carats!

Originally posted by wonyeols

the way yall talk about kids and call them demons reminds me of how my brother and his friends would terrorize me and make me cry when i was little and then take pictures of me crying to humiliate me and then laugh about it. yall are just like that and you think it’s so funny.  children are innocent and deserve to be treated with decency.  if you don’t want kids thats fine, but that doesn’t give you an excuse to bully children and call them monsters just for existing.  it isnt cute or quirky to torment little kids.

I win when you guys win, and for me that is a much, much higher priority than anything specifically fandom-related.  I don’t care about the minutiae.  The Flash is going to end someday, and I know that I’m gonna be just fine when it does.  Heck, I’m gonna be more than fine – I’ll be a better person for this experience because I’m making the most of it now.  I’m having fun, I’m learning, I’m growing, and when that stops, I will still have that with me.  That’s what I will take away from fandom.

I’m not here for Flash.  My opinions about Flash aren’t going to change Flash or hurt Flash’s feelings – it’ll be just fine, even if I left it tomorrow and never looked back.  I’m here for you guys because what I do here can affect you.  I hope to do so in a positive way whenever I can, even if it’s as simple as spending a couple hours digging through the puppy tags.  I want you to experience something good.  Even if I can’t erase your problems, I’d love to offer something to help take away some of the day’s sharper edges, to give you a bit of a mental break.

I’m not a guru or a genie, but I am a person with a genuine interest in your success.  I’m in your corner.  And I really do hope your day is good, your week is great, and your year is getting better.  You can do this.  However hard it is right now, things are always changing, and you’re going to change, too.  You’re tough.  Hang in there.

Distract Me From My Distraction (Dean x Reader one shot)

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

Warning: Cliché fluff (I’m really just not sorry) Dean in the bathroom??? I guess???

Prompt: “But don’t feel like you have to rush. Unless, you know, you want to.”

A/N: This is my submission for @revwinchester‘s Rewriting Rev Y1K challenge. Congratulations on the two milestones! I hope you like it!

Tags: @the-killer-ballerina

You looked at yourself in the mirror in your room, turning every which way to decide if you were ready for your date. You decided your knee-length halter top black dress was just fine, but you were definitely going to need eyeliner. You absentmindedly grabbed at your makeup table, knocking several things to the ground before actually looking over and realizing two things at once. First, your foundation was now cracked and leaking on the floor. Oh well, that’s your summer shade anyways. Second, you left your eyeliner in the bathroom. That was a bit more of a problem. Dean had gone into the bathroom after you, and he was notorious for his hour-long pitstops.

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anonymous asked:

How is it getting around? Is everything in Korean or you mentioned getting street food - I'm just wondering what level of hangul or speaking Korean I should be at when I visit. I'm so glad you're having a great time other than jetlag!!!

Getting around is very very easy. The buses and subways all have translations in Korean, English, Chinese and Japanese. If you are used to any sort of public transportation you’ll be able to catch onto the bus/subway system here pretty easily.

I literally know the basics of Korean and I have been getting along just fine.

But my air bnb host did yell at me for not knowing more Korean (in a loving way. I could make a whole post about how amazing this woman is).

People here seem really receptive to you at least trying to speak Korean! I get really nervous talking to strangers (even in English) but everyone has been really kind and patient with me.

But it’s also important to understand body language and to be able to read it. Non-verbal communication is extremely important.

And you also have to be patient with who you’re speaking to because they might be struggling to understand just like you are. There’s no point in getting angry or upset for someone not understanding you because you’re visitor in their country and that’s just gross behavior (but I have seen it a lot while I’m here and I want to kick those people in the shins)

don’t mind me just being incredibly emo on this here fine day because KALA AND WOLFGANG ARE GETTING PARIS and this is all thanks to the fans who never gave up and kept on fighting. we were so close to never seeing them get paris the way they deserve but we did it. wherever you are i love you and you have my eternal gratitude.

mikedaws0n  asked:

Hey did you see the new forces comic with Silver in it?

I DID!!!! (well you can see i reblogged it earlier) IM INDESCRIBABLY HAPPY THAT SILVER IS RELEVANT IN A SONIC GAME AGAIN…… looks like they kind of just. are throwing him into the game but thats fine with me. i think they honestly dont rly know how to write him plot-wise since they erased his entire debut game from canon

im also impressed with adam bryce thomas’s art in the forces comics…he seems to be getting way better at drawing sonic characters so good for him!

Reese feels quite awkward being in Angela’s place. After all, the last time she saw Angela was at her sleepover where Angela’s friends accused her of being obsessed and desperate. 

Reese: It’s uh…it’s nice that you invited me in but uh….I’m sure you’re busy, so I can just go, it’s fine…

Angela: No. Please stay. I was wrong to talk about you that way in high school. I’m sorry Reese. You don’t have to feel uncomfortable.

Reese was unsure how to respond. She still felt a little betrayed by Angela, but she couldn’t stay mad either.

Frances: An…gela….who… she….?

Angela: Oh. This is Reese. We went to high school together. Reese, this is Frances. Actually this is his house. He’s a family friend so he let me stay here with him.

Frances: Who is….this girl…..talking to my angel, Angela? My Angela angel. 

Angela: Don’t be creepy Frances you’re gonna scare her

Frances: O_O

anonymous asked:

If it's no trouble, may I ask why you don't want such beautiful art shared? I just can't understand it! Why create something that can only be shared with a specific group of people? What's the point in having such a talent if you don't share it with the world? Please understand: I'm not trying to be rude, convince you otherwise, or disrespect your wishes. I'm legitimately curious. I'm sorry if it did come off that way, sometimes I say things that don't exactly come out as intended.

Hi don’t worry haha I actually share my art here on Tumblr on pixiv and on devianart . So yeah it’s not like I’m only share it here. It was fine for that ppl shared my art but I just don’t want it anymore since I don’t want to tell everyone again and again to give a credit 😕😞

anonymous asked:

Whenever I see "Earthship" I just think "'sustainable housing' isn't a swearword you know" P: I guess it's people wanting to make things seem more futuristic/sci-fi, and that that makes it more appealing? But it also feels a little alienating, like it's a thing of the future rather than of the now... That could just be me though haha.

Yeah, I know what you mean. I realise a lot of people like the word, and that’s fine. I just think it sounds silly, and perhaps slightly pretentious. It’s a house, not a ship. It isn’t sailing anywhere.

Though I guess it makes sense, in a way. The guy who invented the idea graduated in 1969, and vaguely futuristic sounding sci fi-esque things were pretty popular in the mid/late-20th century. Also, the hippies had made sustainability more prominent in mainstream discussions.

Anyway, silly name notwithstanding, I have to say I still love the concept.

//Here’s a fun game to play! Stop trying to make a character feel like shit about another character.

I know who most of my anons are. I have friends that don’t want anything to do with tumblr that enjoy picking on Blue and I have no problem with this. And there’s Tristan who doesn’t do anything anonymously cause he’s quite vocal about his hatred of a certain pair.

But seriously if you have zero to contribute and just want to be a dick for meaningless reasons it gets really old. You wanna plot something and still have your character be a dick? Fine. Let’s do it. You wanna just pick away anonymously with petty jabs? I’m already bored. And so is Blue. It’s gonna take A LOT more than “look what so-and-so is doing now” to faze him in any way.

I’m heading out for a bit but the anons have been deleted so don’t expect an answer.

anonymous asked:

Idk if this happens for you, but the vampire wallpaper that when u turn ur camera angle, it like “shimmers” or something... well that doesn’t work for me. Like it just looks like regular wallpaper with details on it. Is there a way that u know of that I can fix this?

Hi, there anon! I don’t have the vampire game pack, but I do have Vintage Glamour and I know exactly what you’re talking about, but it seems to be working fine for me (and I’m on relatively low settings too), I would suggest you play around with different settings and keep testing it. I wish you the best of luck!

kyerrio  asked:

166,168? :O

166-Why do you like/dislike/have neutral feelings about religion?
I don’t really have any feelings about religion. I grew up in a Christian home,it’s also still a big part of life in my country,so
I don’t really like or dislike any religion. If you believe in God that’s fine. If you don’t that’s also good. What pisses me off more is the church,that’s what ruins a religion in my opinion. Just like with everything else-people ruined it
168-Do you like to wear makeup?
No,I absolutely hate it. Don’t get me wrong,I admire the shit out of people who can actually put it on,that’s something I never learned how to do properly. The problem is that I look like 13,and when I have makeup on I look like a 13 year old who tries way too hard to look older
There’s something very vulgar about my face in makeup,in my opinion at least
And besides-whenever I have it on my face gets very itchy,so
(Send me numbers)

Your wish is my command!

Sorry this took so long. Kinda got in a writing stump but i hope you enjoy this!

  • When Reinhardt heard you fall, he panicked.
  • He quickly took care of the person he was fighting, making his way over to you and standing protective shield up. Ana was thankfully already there, helping you to stand.
  • He was both proud and worried when he heard you insist that you were fine and that you wanted to continue fighting, he had known many a fighter who had fallen due to the injuries in battle as they had gotten hurt and wanted to keep fighting.
  • You looked at your father as he spoke, quietly asking you to find a safe place and let Ana have a proper look over you. Just to make sure you were alright.
  • You protested and Ana protected you both while you went back and forth, the sound of the sniper rifle would have been comforting if you and Reinhardt had been able to hear it. The battle had picked up.
  • You took your helmet off and Reinhardt’s voice wavered seeing the determined expression on your eyes, his shoulders slumped and he gave a defeated nod.
  • You look Ana quickly heal you up, put your helmet back on and gently patted your father’s armored shoulder before letting out a war cry and diving back into the battle.
  • The battle won hours later with you all resting, you watched the medics darting from person to person. Helping, it was comforting to have something to focus on other than the pain at your side.
  • Reinhardt and Mercy both came over with Mercy beginning to work on your injuries and you knew from Reinhardt’s stance that you were about to get a lecture
  • Instead he grasped one of your hands with his and began telling you how proud he was of you, he didn’t apologise for being protective and you didn’t ask him to.
  • By the end of it you were a teary mess and using your free hand to wipe at your tears.
  • “But please, please be careful. I would not know what to do if you were gravely hurt”
  • You snuffled and gave him a smile that instantly had him relaxing, giving your father’s hand a squeeze. You promised you would be careful, telling him he wasn’t going to ever lose you.
  • With a sigh and a nod from Mercy, he scooped you up into a gentle hug. Stress and tension you hadn’t noticed you had melted away as your arms wrapped around him.
  • You were glad you were both alive and well.

i dont like getting in to overwatch discourse but i love making fun of blizzard’s inept writing so i’m gonna do it anyway

the way blizzard keeps trying to push omnics in overwatch as an allegory for racism is one of the most poorly handled things i’ve ever seen to the point that it’s almost comedic

the game’s narrative (what little there is) wants you to think people who hate omnics are irrational and hokey and “not with the times,” right. wake up grandma, it’s 2057. that sort of thing.

but blizzard themselves have since done the following:

  • established that the omnic crisis was like only 20 years ago, so everyone over the age of like 25 has concrete memories of “the time robots almost destroyed the entire planet”
  • established that the omnic crisis was a global conflict that brought humanity to the brink of extinction, literally every single human alive at the time was affected by it
  • established that nobody really knows why the omnics stopped attacking, not even the omnics themselves
  • established in Pharah’s comic that peaceful omnics are very easily hacked by both malicious humans and omnics alike, so literally every omnic has the potential to have their sapience wrested away from them to be turned back in to a mindless killing machine in an instant
  • put a game mode in the game that takes place during the omnic crisis where you just go ahead and kill as many omnics as you can

like, blizzard have never been good writers, but jesus christ. this is some next-level incompetence. the fact that people are obsessed with the lore in this world and get REALLY in to the nitty-gritty of it astounds me. you take a single step backwards and look at it from a distance and it all falls apart.

like, if you like overwatch, fine, but people write essays as long as their arms about the lore of a world that’s this badly written and i just do not understand it. just play the tf2 game. laugh when says oppa gangnam style. blizzard did not put even a fraction of a fraction of the amount of thought in to the game that some of the fans put in to their fantheories. 

basically what i’m saying, in the least chill way possible, is “chill.”