#but whatever

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I just want everyone to know that now that I’m older, I have serious cute-aggression whenever I think or draw Sailor Moon stuff.  I don’t know if it’s because they’re so young or what

but I just wanna pinch their cheeks real hard and yell

“YOU ADORABLE LITTLE FUCKS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH“

guess who’s feelings got hurt and is now suffering the consequences of a completely avoidable situation

ok so not to be an ea stan but i love the new kits

Cursed Relics Prompt 5: Bones

The Garb of the Grim is not to be taken on lightly.

sokka invents the radio / telephone out of a need to communicate with people, because his handwriting is truly so fucking sloppy that most people cannot even decipher it. yes he could just train himself to write slower, but that’s such a waste of time when he could simply revolutionize technology instead

QAC 79 - The Neverending Queer-y: My Queer Ace Journey || LGBT YouTube & COPPA

inspired by an old blog post and a New Year’s meme, i decided to document the last decade of my journey re: identity as a #Black, #Queer, #Nonbinary & #Asexual person in the form of a video—the 2010’s Edition of “The Neverending Queer-y”. Although cringeworthy (for me at least), the resulting compilation video illustrates what i’ve held to be true since day 1 of starting Queer As Cat: that identity, much like life, is a journey and i’m enjoying the ride. finally.

but also, thank god i’m documenting this shit, because i probably wouldn’t remember half of this stuff by now had i not spent hours upon hours journaling, recording, editing, & archiving it.

YouTube / internet-in-general ridiculousness aside, i’m looking forward to the decade to come. minus the part where i officially become “middle-aged” and “old", of course zzz…

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this-disgusting-ribbon:

LOOKS LIKE MEAT’S BACK ON THE MENU, BOYS“ bellows the Orc to his Orc friends. Orcs know what menus are. Orcs know what restaurants are. are there bistros in Mordor? these are the questions i need answering

The moss-troll problem, or, Accidental Worldbuilding Through Metaphors

Endeavor:*looking for Hawks in a big crowd*

Endeavor, sighing: Dammit. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Endeavor: HERE COME DAT BOI.

The entire crowd: O SHIT WHADDUP.

Endeavor: Dammit.

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hehe. Nah, I hardly ever write it, either. And usually don’t read it. I mean, sometimes. When in the right mood or headspace. But the idea of them going after him and it turning into a massive Euridice thing where they get him back - that does appeal.

OH I forgot that I said that. Sorry.

Don’t worry, that fic’s getting written too, soon as I level up on writing again. Like, the idea is so good it deserves to be written by a slightly better writer than me. But yeah, I call it The Fic I’m Not Writing because I’ve spent so long denying I’m gonna write it.

But lbr I love the idea so fucking much and already have the perfect first scene written and final sentence written that, you know. It’s happening.

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I can’t fucking believe it. This is incredible. I don’t even know how I did this nonsense, but I’ve done it nonetheless and I just can’t fucking believe it, folks.

Wow. Who knew? WHO EVEN FUCKING KNEW?

I just pulled a load of socks and underwear out of my dryer and then this shit just … Just happened. Fucking wild.

I actually IMMEDIATELY matched and folded all of the socks (that had matches) instead of leaving them in the basket to sit for a week while I dug through and tried to find two matching socks as I’m scrambling to get out the door while already running late.


No one told me you could just… match the socks right away? And then it’s done? And I don’t have to be pissed off at past me for not doing it already?

Future me is gonna be one thrilled bitch. Still almost certainly running late and thus panicked, but thrilled about this little thing anyway…

Sooooo I got my hair cut today and I am kind of obsessed with it.I’ve wanted a pixie cut for years n

Sooooo I got my hair cut today and I am kind of obsessed with it.

I’ve wanted a pixie cut for years now but have always been either too afraid to get one or in a theater project that required me to leave my hair as was.

My current show actually works better if I have short hair, and the other projects don’t care. SO I FINALLY DID IT.

Thinking I might dye it dark and then do like a lil bit of an ombre. A little worried that might be too early 00′s with the frosted tips tho, we’ll see.

On an unrelated note, I bought almond butter for the first time and am now only ever eating almond butter for the rest of my life since nothing else will ever compare so why bother????


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Well, I did a thing. Let me know if you think it’s worth expanding lol. ❤️NYNR

“Heymutt.” The brunette, the one named Koga, called from below. One of the Careers. District One. Fan-fucking-tastic. “You planning on stayin up there all night?”

Inuyasha looked at his surroundings. Actually, he did plan on staying up there all night. He was perched on a strong branch of a tall tree, surrounded by foliage and other branches, which made him feel a little bit protected. He could strap himself up there and spend at least one night up there, but in the morning, he’d have to find some food. He hadn’t been able to grab anything from the Cornucopia. And it was too late to start hunting— the simulation of the sun was already beginning to descend. Night was coming faster than he liked.

“Mutt? You go fucking deaf from the cannons? We know you’re up there.”

He groaned. That “mutt” nickname was going to stick, wasn’t it? It wasn’t like he hadn’t heard it his whole life back in District Twelve, but he had hoped he could avoid the taunt on Panem-wide television. Then again, it was probably only a matter of time— being a muttation and ending up in the Hunger Games wasn’t exactly something that had happened before.

Surrounding Koga on the ground were three others that he recognized as the other Careers. Ayame, the girl from One. Then there was Byakuya, the male from Two, and Kagura, the female from Two, and the only one that actually scared him. From the looks of it, not only had they all managed to get to the Cornucopia and survive the bloodbath, but they’d been able to gather a significant amount of supplies. They all had their respective weapons, with the exception of Koga’s claws, which he was thankful for. Would have made taunting him a very stupid mistake.  

Buy Inuyasha couldn’t help himself, really. Not with those smug bastards eyeing him like he was their next meal.

“Bet ya can’t come up here and catch me.”

He watched from his perch as the Career dug his fingers into the bark, trying to get purchase on anything. Koga made it up the first few feet fast, and for a second, Inuyasha thought he had made a huge error in judgement. But soon enough, the self-proclaimed “Wolf” slipped on a piece of flimsy bark and fell back to the ground with a thud. Inuyasha laughed, hearty and loud. Looked like the bastard’s speed on the ground didn’t translate when climbing up a tree.

Koga growled from below, staring up at Inuyasha, having landed on his back. Ayame ran over to him, attempting to make sure he was okay, but he shrugged her off. The look in his eyes was livid. Above him, Kagura fanned out her throwing stars, smirking, her deadly aim giving him pause. Maybe he shouldn’t have pushed them. The girl from Two opened up her mouth to say something when someone else approached them.

It was her. Kagome. The girl from his district.

She was looking between the Careers and the ground carefully as she stepped lightly to join the group below him. And to his shock, none of them attacked her. Didn’t raise even so much as a finger when she approached. He frowned in confusion.

“We should make camp for the night. I’ve gathered as much as I can for any medicine we may need, and I shot a rabbit,” she said, holding up her kill in her left hand. The others watched as she reached them. Byakuya clapped her a little hard on the shoulder, causing her to stumble for a brief moment.

“First we have to decide what to do with your lover boy here,” Kagura sneered.

Right. Her “crush” on him. The one she’d declared on live broadcast throughout Panem.

Kagome glanced up at him from the ground. Her hair was tied back neatly, which is something he really should have considered doing himself. Sweat caused wispy tendrils to stick to the sides of her cheeks. Her face, smudged in dirt, a cut over her right eye, held the countenance of disinterest. No, not disinterest— apathy. A completely blank expression. Even her eyes, the brilliant blue he’d become accustomed to noticing even from across the training room, were neutral. Dispassionate. She saw him, to be sure, but it didn’t feel like she was actually seeinghim.

“I can try and shoot him down,” she said.

What? Inuyasha frowned and braced himself on the branch, familiar with her deadly aim. His stomach ached— was this what betrayal felt like? This was the girl with whom he’d walked into this hell with. Sure, they hadn’t really gotten along at first— nobody ever really got along with him no matter how hard they tried— but her friendliness, her kindness had seemed so sincere. Even Totosai had said it on the way to the Capitol, that she would be the one to get the sponsors, the one to charm the privileged Capitol citizens, the one to save their asses if they needed something like medicine or water or food from above. He wondered how this little turn of events would shatter that image of the sweet, kind girl from District 12. He felt shattered himself.

How stupid was I to even think…

It as those eyes, he thought. Those damn eyes, and the memories they brought back. When he was starving in the rain, and she’d thrown that crust of bread to him instead of feeding the pigs, she looked at him with those eyes. Really looked at him. Not like now.

She’d dropped the rabbit and her pack to her side. Deftly, she pulled an arrow back, and his heart skipped a beat. For a split second, he thought that was it. He was done for. So much for Totosai believing he could actually win the damn thing. He was sure Kaede would be disappointed. And he hoped Kikyo wasn’t watching, if only to spare her the shame.

But Kagome let the arrow loose, and it before he could blink he heard a thunk right next to his ear. It came so close to his head that it cut through a few pieces of his long, black hair, blowing the rest of it away and into his face. His eyes widened.

“Huh,” he heard Koga mutter below. “Thought you didn’t miss.”

“Too much foliage,” Kagome responded. She lowered her bow towards the ground.

“You sure you aren’t trying to spare him?” Byakuya said, narrowing his eyes.

Kagome shrugged, picked up the rabbit she had dropped, and sat down underneath one of the large adjacent trees. She pulled a knife out and began to peel the creature’s skin back.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said, sounding detached. “He can’t stay up there forever. Either he stays up there and starves, or he comes down here and we kill him.”

“Can’t argue with that,” said Koga. “You hear that, mutt?” he yelled up at Inuyasha. “You’re as good as dead!”

Inuyasha pulled the arrow out from the tree and held it in front of his face. Definitely Capitol-made. Some sort of reinforced metal tip, not poisoned from what he could tell, but even the fletching on the end of the arrow were sharp enough to slice through skin. For this one time, and this time only, Inuyasha had to agree with Koga— Kagome didn’t miss. And she’d had a clear shot. The foliage line had been bullshit, but only someone who’d learned to survive in Twelve would know that.

So what the hell was she doing?

He looked down at the Career’s camp again. Kagome continued to peel the skin off the rabbit; the others had scattered about the surrounding area to find wood and anything for shelter. Just once, he could have sworn he caught her stealing a glance up at him, but before he could decide whether or not his eyes had been fooling him, she was focused back on the rabbit.

He had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

Gonna be deleting tumblr for awhile from now on, just to focus on my biggest exam that’s going to be by the end of the school year.

Thought i would just drop this info even tho no one really care (as they should)

POV you woke up with Erwin Smith beside you.

Art trade with a friend, the theme is basically “the character we simp for”

When I was younger

I only dreamed with my eyes shut,

Then one day, I opened them

And life, was infinite.

Course rep:

Me, hopefully gonna usurp her: ‘so ur not going to be course rep this yr?’

Her: 'yh why wouldn’t I?’

Me: 'just thought you’d be super stressed’

Her: 'aw thx for the concern but nah I’ll be fine. Unless u just wanted the position lol’

Me: 'ha lol, yh I do’

Her: *immediately starts passive aggressively trying to get me to 1. Tell her what’s wrong with her, as if I’m not gonna use that when I apply, 2. Get me to apply for a different position or stop altogether*

Me: bruh

WIP whenever/Share something Sunday :)

i was tagged by @nerdferatum sooo i have a few things that ive taken forever on

  1. some kissing wardens (mine and a friend’s)
  1. and a wip piece of chisa’s bedroom :)

i tag! @elfrootplug@swanoel@natalyelleand@baddragongary obviously no pressure! don’t do it if you don’t wanna

Full review coming as soon as I get back to the hotel but the cocktails at Trailer Happiness off Portobello Road were INCREDIBLE, and @verbforverband@tallangrycockatiel you paid for drinks tonight! I assume as consolation for the weather

throws this at you (click for better quality, rbs appreciated!!)

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