yup! since I couldnt get the loans i needed to go back to school this semester, I moved out of my mom’s house and about an hour south into my girlfriend’s house. it’s a really big and really old 2 story 3 bedroom house in the middle of fuck-nowhere. We’re splitting rent but thankfully it’s super super cheap cause the landlord is a close friend of my gf’s family. The last renter was a compulsive hoarder and the house was in really fucked up shape when my gf first moved in, but she’s done a TON of work to fix it up all by herself, im really proud of her. I feel very lucky to have the opportunity to live here, like…. a queer WoC and a white trans woman, in their 20s, living in a HOUSE… in 2017… paying their own rent…. like i can’t believe i’m even standing here right now, i’m absolutely amazed and incredibly grateful
the worst thing about trying to decide to read a fic:
-the summary is good but the story is written in a different language or is badly written.
-opening it to find no spaces between the paragraphs.
-both your otp and notp is tagged and you have no clue if you want to take a risk or not.
-tagged major character death and you start sweating.
-hasn’t been updated in 80 years but the summary is on point and their the best fucking writer ever.
-you start reading only to find that the person updates every ten years and you just happened to catch them on a day they finally updated.
-you find a writer and check them out, only to find out they mostly write about your notp - and of course they always update, have perfect writing and have stories that are epic.
-stories with so many fucking tags, you just shake your head and move on.
-the “i suck at summaries please check it out still” and you just, pause because it has your otp and you debate whether or not to take the risk.
-you find a pairing you never considered before and think holy shit, that could be hot and spend all day hunting through the tag.
-you ship a pairing so fucking hard, only to find like two fics and you start weeping.
-when you find a perfect story only to check the tags and see some weird shit that disgusts you and you scream why.
-a fic with good writing and summary but it’s so short or is only fan-art.
-a crossover fic where you have both of your fandoms but don’t have both of otps, just one.
-one shots that are so good you wish they were longer.
-when your notp is tagged but it’s labeled as a past relationship or says your otp is endgame, and you have to go through the notp’s awkward breakup in order for your otp to happen.
-when someone doesn’t tag properly and a plot twist hits you and you want to cry.
-you finally find a great fic that has been updated and the last update says writes block, personal issues- can’t do this, asks for co-writer, discontinues it or says lol i hate how this is turning out, deleting.
-when a writer as twenty stories to update and you cry because you like all of them and you have to wait.
-when you remember a story from like five years ago and you search for it, only to find it’s been deleted or can’t seem to find it anywhere.
-when a writer gives you an update schedule and you’re excited because they follow it but then they start missing it and you just…
-when a writer deletes a story and rewrites the same story but you like the original better.
-when your reading a story about a rare pairing that interests and your otp hate each other or just friends and it’s just so weird to read.
-when one half of your otp is in another relationship and the other half shows up with someone else and then you remember, right i’m not reading a story about my otp so i can’t get mad.
-when your otp is popular but it’s not as popular as another ship in the fandom and you hate how the other ship as so much more stories than your ship.
-when you try to read an ot3 relationship because it has two characters you love but the other character is usually from your notp and you hate when your notp share moments.
-when you beg an author (usually one where they aren’t in the fandom really) to write more stories about your otp and they say maybe and it never happens.
-when the writer literally shits on your favorite character and you can’t go through it anymore.
-when your otp isn’t the main pairing and you don’t really care about the other pairings in the story and skip to your otp parts.
-when a story has a million words and it’s so good and you know that you will spend all day and night reading it until your eyes hurt.
-when a story have 200 parts to it and you lose all hope after a while because the story is dragging.
-when your otp is going through something and so many stories are filled with angst, fluff and hurt that it makes you cry because yup, i need to read about my pain for my otp.
-when the writer refuses to write the smut you been waiting for and your otp is stuck in unresolved tension mode forever.
-when the writer unexpected changes the story’s events and you are disappointed by the direction.
-when you find a great au and the characters are so out of character… it makes you sad.
-when you open a fic only to find you hate the point of view and you scream.
-when you request a prompt and the author writes it but you are disappointed and just smile through the pain.
-when you have such a good idea in your head and you try to write it but it’s so bad that you delete it and cry, hoping someone else writes the brilliant idea that you had.
-when you don’t ship something anymore but see a great plot and you click the story and take a deep breath - because shit is about to go down.
-when you reading a great story but get distracted and skip some parts, shit goes down in between and then you think fuck, and have to start over.
-when it’s tagged “slow burn” and you say i can do this and it’s chapter 30 and my ship still hate each other like what.
-when the author says this is their first time writing smut and you think on god they better do this right - only to find out they writing eight pages on your otp making love. like yes.
-when the smut is so rushed or improper you feel cheated and log off because done. like so done.
-when it’s tagged “everyone lives” and your eyes water because that’s all you ever wanted in life.
-when the author leaves a cliffhanger and says in the author’s note “lol sorry about the cliffhanger, i’ll update soon”. you ain’t sorry, stop lying.
-when you see that the story is complete and do a happy dance, only to realize that it ended badly or the sequel/series hasn’t been updated.
I wanted to draw today but guess what 15$ game was just released in Steam recently, a game about being a dad and dating dads and I need to play it because I can’t wait for gameplays so hello I’ll be playing a dad dating simulator today sorry for the inconvenience.
Actually, I’m not sorry. The game looks too good to be sorry.
HEYYYYY so this is just a preview, but for Phichit’s birthday I ended up doing a full comic with fluffy PhichiYuu that turned out WAY more sparkly and shoujo than my usual style >.>;;; I’ll probably self-reblog it a few times tomorrow since it’s day-specific, sorry in advance for the multiple posts! >.<;;
I’d also like to make the initial post earlier than I usually post to get the people on the other side of the world while it’s still the 30th ^ ^;
So the question is, would you guys prefer I upload it at midnight EST (in 4 hours), or make the first post sometime tomorrow morning like 10 AM? Answer below if you have a preference! Thanks! <3
Hello everyone! It has been so long since my last follow spree and my dash has become pretty dead lately and there seem to be too many random posts. I’m looking forward to multifandom blogs which are 80% animanga and 20% other stuff.
If you post:
Ao no Exorcist
Vanitas no Carte
Akatsuki no Yona
Yuri on Ice
Bungou Stray Dogs
Boku no Hero Academia
Movies (Harry Potter, LOTR, THG etc.)
TV Series (Riverdale, Supernatural etc.)
Then please reblog this post, so I can check your blog.
Important: you must have a tagging system.
Bonus: if you are a graphic maker, please write it in the tags and I will check your edits as well.
Also, I’m looking forward to making new friends, so you might receive a message from me ^^
And mutuals, can you help me by promoting this? I would be very glad :3
I honestly hope this is the last time I bring this up because I’m sick of dealing with it.
Say it with me:
2doc is an extremely toxic and abusive ship. If I ship this I am aware that it is unhealthy and happens to real people.
Listen. This shit hurts. I’ve never let some stupid ass ship aggravate me until y'all really got the fucking nerve.
STOP SAYING IT ISN’T ABUSIVE. STOP SAYING IT’S OKAY IF HE APOLOGIZES. STOP SAYING USING MURDOC’S HEALTH AS A DEFENSE. STOP IGNORING THE TRUTH. STOP NORMALIZING THE SHIT THAT HAPPENS TO REAL PEOPLE LIKE ME.
For you to even THINK you can stop and say the shit that happens with these characters is irrelevant is one thing. But when you start sugar coating and invalidating abuse victims/kin people is ENRAGING.
I have been through ABUSE. My dad abused me. My partners abused me. And when you start pulling the whole “They’re JUST characters what they do isn’t even real” you are saying to all the abuse victims out here that what happened to them is some figment of their fucking imagination?
Being beaten, verbally/mentally abused isn’t real? FUCK YOU. I cannot even begin to fathom how mad this makes me and when you all start trying to protect yourselves from what you know is very well true and very well REAL.
I know these are characters. But Jamie and Damon did NOT hold onto them for almost 17 years for them to be seen as JUST CHARACTERS. They were designed and expanded on to have a very real interaction with people. SO STOP GIVING ME YOUR BULLSHIT.
You ship murdoc and 2d? Cool. I don’t fuck with you. You can have your fantasy to yourself. BUT DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TELL ME WHAT MY FATHER AND PARTNERS DID TO ME ISN’T REAL OR IMPORTANT. DON’T YOU DARE TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO PEOPLE WHO CANT OR ARE TOO SCARED TO SPEAK UP ISN’T REAL OR IMPORTANT. EVER.
No matter how many books I read, I can get over my ToG and ACOTAR hangover. I discovered them in the end of February and there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought of them ever since. I kind of start new books just to not reread Sarah’s books now. And made sure all of my friends read them too lol.
My mom is actually reading Throne of Glass right now.
Well, this is my first ever tumblr post(Yay!), sorry if it goes a little wonky. Anyways! Found this blog a few hours ago and have been reading through it on and off. Hilarious, and I just could resist making my own little twisted and hopefully comical contribution. :D
So, we’ve seen the posts about fire, injuries, even the cleaner bot know as Stabby. Even a few about invasions and fights and the like. But what about recreational shooting? With modern-era firearms, not the super-quiet no-recoil sci-fi things everyone always thinks could be in the future. I mean, it seems like everyone enjoys a good ole giant gun going off. You just can’t help but grin! So, without further delay, here we go!
It was - insert unpronounceable alien name(Let’s just call said alien Zeb and for the sake of sanity, use the same gender pronouns as we do.) - Zeb’s first of his two recreational rotations for this cycle. After the long and boring time of this most recent cycle, Zeb figured he could go for a bit of excitement. After all, there was rarely anything to do during a lowly Level 2 patrol. Apparently the captain had… irritated someone higher up.
Shaking his head, Zeb banished those thoughts as the door to the on-ship shooting range opened with a soft hiss. Stepping inside, he checked in with the range master and headed to a free spot. Setting the case containing his personal grav-pulser onto the deck and removing the weapon, he soon fell into the comforting rhythm of shooting, all other worries being drowned by the various whines and hums of other shooter’s weapons.
A while later, during a short break as Zeb recharged his weapon’s power cells, he noticed one of the human members of the crew check in with the range master. Dismissing it after a moment, he went back to shooting. As he drained one power cell and went to smack another home, he felt a tap on his lower right shoulder. Pausing and glancing down at the human, he tried to recall the name of the figure before him.
“Ah, Human-James, may I assist you with something?”
“Nah, just wanted to make sure it was alright if I set up here,” the brown head-furred human replied, gesturing to the shooting bay beside Zeb’s.
“Certainly. I thank you for asking.”
“Thanks, not a problem.”
For a moment, Zeb watched as the strange little human placed two cases on the floor, one of which was almost as long as Human-James was tall! The short human then extracted a wood and metal contraption in the vague shape of a beam-rifle from the smaller case. Taking obvious care with it, he started to go through a series of checks that honestly left Zeb quite bored. Turning back to his shooting, he thought nothing more of the human he was now sharing the shooting range with.
Moments later, Zeb nearly dropped his grav-pulser as the human bellowed.
“EYES AND EARS!!”
In a moment of utter confusion, every single Chlivloit in the range turned to look at the lone human. That human looked back at them with just as much confusion.
“Eyes and ears?” he repeated, befuddled by the lack of response.
“Yes, our visual and audial organs are functioning properly, why do you ask?”
“Look, just… put the blast shield down on your stations for a moment if you don’t have safety glasses, and cover your ears.”
“Please? Just do it?” Human-James seemed to be getting increasingly agitated, Zeb noted, as he quickly followed the instructions.
Nodding in satisfaction as the rest of occupants do the same, curious about what was about to happen, Human-James put a small box into the bottom of the rifle-like thing before moving a large lever of polished metal in what seemed to be a very specific motion. Bringing the stock of the weapon up to his shoulder, Human-James took aim down the primitive optic sights. With barely any warning, the human squeezed the trigger of his weapon.
Ears ringing, Zeb thought his heart would leap out of his scaled chest both from fright and the invisible hammer that smashed into his body. Worse was when he saw Human-James’ upper body jolt from the apparent catastrophic failure of his weapon.
“WOOHOO!!” Human-James cried out, setting the thunderous weapon down and pumping both hands into the air. “Bullseye, baby! That’s what I like to see!”
“My… congratulations on your impressive marksmanship, Human-James. But why are you so happy, if I may ask? Your weapon failed, did it not?”
“Failed?” the human seemed genuinely confused. “Why would it have failed? This was my great-grandfather’s gun, and it’s been handed down ever since. My family has taken pride in keeping it in top shape.”
“Then why did it explode so violently, as it if it was a micro-nuke launcher, not some form of rifle?”
“Nah, it didn’t explode, it’s supposed to do that. This is a gun, not those fancy grav-thingies we tend to use now. Shoots a small piece of shaped copped-coated lead down a rifled barrel using the expanding gasses of a controlled explosion. It’s much more fun than those new ones. So much less… clinical.”
“Fun. You call nearly deafening yourself and removing your arm ‘fun’?”
“Oh, that was nothing. This is just a .30-06. You should see my .50 cal! Here, I’ll show you.”
And then Human-James pulls a “gun” almost as long as he is tall out of the other case before holding up two different size cylinder-shaped pieces of brass.
“This is a .30-06,” he said, pointing to the smaller of the two. It was about the size of Human-James’ second smallest finger. “This is a .50 cal,” he finished with a grin on his face. The larger of the two was bigger than the .30-06 by almost half in length, and more than twice as large in diameter.
“What is that?! A missile?!”
“Able to penetrate some forms of armor at decent range, or take out a target at the very edges of believability. Now people just use them for fun.”
“…I think I need to talk to the captain… The briefing on your species needs to be updated… again.”
[insert generic but nonetheless true message about how life is expensive]
Didn’t feel like doing a big complicated price chart, so I figured I would just do an example of average prices for the full body (most common option) - all of these are pretty changeable, considering all informations cited above !
Imagine this. What if tonight we will get the scene where alec is pushing magnus into the bedroom and the episode ends there? They will actually do the do after the “it’s not only you who is vulnerable”. And we get to see malec waking up together in episode 2x08? Just imagine this.