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If I ever can afford a house in the future all I can think of is having a large garden full of fruits and vegetables and a small kitchen to bake and cook to my hearts delight, Just thinking of banna bread and blue berry muffins
It's crazy I thought I would be dead by this age/nav
Now I'm entirely into Attack on Titan, have a Annie from the OVA Manga
I absolutely love it! I am a fan of slime rancher, right now I’m feeling like really bad so thank you for brightening my day up a bit!
Drew some of my favourite slime pals
Strike your fancy, Ravi Zupa & Arna Miller (because)
And then come back 2 years later with a penciled on mustache, glasses, and a french accent
sexuality is confusing so maybe gifs can help
bisexual
asexual
demisexual
pansexual
ao3 skins faq
Just a few answers to questions I've seen in the notes on this poll
What is a site skin? A site skin is CSS code that changes the way AO3 looks. This could be anything from changing the page colour to the font to the way tags look to hiding parts of the site - and more.
Where do I find site skins? There are a few places. The easiest one is in the site footer (that red band at the bottom of the page). There are four skins linked there under the word Customize, and you can click on them to see what they do. Another place to find skins is https://archiveofourown.org/skins?skin_type=Site Those skins were created years ago and loaded into AO3 for easy applicaiton. Just hit the Use button and they'll be applied to your account. Lastly, you can find skins created by other AO3 users. Some people post their code on AO3 itself, some use github or other code repositories. A lot of folks share their skins here on tumblr with images and then a link to the code itself.
How do I save them to my account? If you're using the ones in the footer or the ones linked on the Public Skins page, you don't need to save them. Those are built into AO3. If you want to create your own (or use one created by another user), that's when you save them to your account. Tap on your name at the top of the Ao3 page. Then select Dashboard, then select Skins. Tap the button labelled Create Site Skin and give your skin a unique name. Write or paste the CSS code into the big box, then hit the Submit button to save it. If you want to use it right away, hit the Use button on the next page.
What's the difference between a Work Skin and a Site Skin? A work skin changes the appearance of an individual AO3 work, and it changes it for everyone who looks at that work. This lets you turn your fic into something that looks like an email or a text chain or a newspaper, etc etc without having to use images. Work skins can also be turned off by other users, so if they just want to read the plain text of your work they still can. A site skin changes how the entire site looks - but only for you.
How do you have 100+ site skins?? I start a lot of skins that I abandon partway through. I also create skins for certain specific purposes - for example, changing the look of all of the buttons on the site - and then I can just grab that chunk of code and add it to any "full" site skins I create for the purposes of sharing. I have a lot of experiments that fail, but I keep the code around because maybe I'll learn how to fix it someday.
Can I create my own site skin if I don't know how to code? You can! AO3 has a site skin Wizard that will help you change the colours, fonts, and font sizes on the site. Go to your Dashboard > Skins > Create Site Skin and then tap on Use Wizard. Give your skin a unique title. Click on the ? bubbles to get examples of how to enter information into each box. If there's anything you don't want to change, you can just leave that box empty. When you add in colours, they must be hex colour codes, and they must include the # at the start. Any font you add need to exist on your device (so it might work on your computer but not on your phone because your phone doesn't have that font installed). You can add parent skins to Wizard skins, too. See below!
I wish I could have [X functionality] in [Y aesthetic skin] You can! If you create one site skin in order to block certain works or tags, you can add that skin on top of an aesthetic skin. To do so, edit your aesthetic skin, scroll down and tap on the Advanced button (lower left of the CSS box), tap on Parent Skin, type in the name of your blocking skin and Add Parent Skin. Then save your aesthetic skin, and the two are combined! You can also do this with those skins that are native to AO3. So for example, you want a Reversi (dark mode) skin that Shortens Long Tags and also hides the "you have muted some users" banner. Create a site skin with the muted users code:
p.muted.notice { display: none; } And add Reversi and Shortening Long Tag Fields to it as parents. (you can also copy/paste all of the code into a single site skin, if you'd prefer)
For more FAQs, you can check out the Skins & Archive Interface section on AO3's FAQ page. Or you can drop questions in the notes, too.
headcanon that… princess kenny.. kenny… ken. kenrjetta SHIT. SHITSHITHSITHSITHSITH
what? what was that? princess kenrietta?? what??
you're making shifting hard
shifting is not hard. you're making it seem that way.
i used to struggle with this so much. like, i knew the law of assumption. i knew that shifting and manifesting were the same thing. i knew that reality is just my assumptions reflected back to me.
but for some reason, every time i tried to just decide i was in my DR, it felt... different.
i could easily say, "i have blue eyes," and it felt normal, even if my eyes were brown. but the second i tried to say, "i'm in my DR," my brain would go: "hmm... but are you really?" and suddenly, i'd be analyzing everything, waiting for proof, wondering if i was doing it right.
and that's where i messed up.
i was placing shifting on a pedestal
i thought shifting was bigger than other manifestations. i thought it was different. but the truth? there is no such thing as a "big" or "small" manifestation. that's literally just a label. it's an assumption.
if i assume it's "harder" to shift than to change my eye color, then guess what? that assumption becomes my reality. but if i assume they're both the same, just decisions, then shifting becomes just as easy as saying, "i have blue eyes."
checking for proof was my biggest block
the second i decided i was in my DR, i'd immediately start checking, even subconsciously.
do i feel different?
did something change?
am i there yet?
and by doing that, i was literally affirming that i wasn't there. because if i truly believed i was in my DR, why would i be checking?
like, when i wake up in the morning, i don't sit there and check if i'm still in my reality. i don't look around thinking, "is this my bed? is this my house?" i just assume it is. and because i assume it, that's what i experience.
that's exactly how shifting works.
deciding = reality
at some point, i realized i was overcomplicating everything. i was acting like shifting was some grand process, when in reality, it's literally just deciding. and once i decide, that's it. i don't need to do anything else.
when i say, "i have blue eyes," i don't sit there waiting for them to change. it just accept it as true.
when i say, "i am already in my DR," i should do the exact same thing. just accept it and move on.
no forcing. no waiting. no "trying." just knowing.
the secret? stop making it a big deal
shifting is not this rare, complicated thing.
it's not "bigger" than any other manifestation. it's not something you have to work toward. it's just a decision. and the only reason it feels different is because you assume it is.
so i stopped treating it like a big deal. i stopped looking for proof. i stopped acting like it was something separate from normal manifesting. and the moment i did that? everything clicked.
so if you're struggling...
stop checking if it's working.
stop waiting for proof and validation.
stop placing shifting on a pedestal.
just decide. accept. move on.
you're already there. that's it. no doubts, no second-guessing. just be.
dividers by: @cafekitsune
The original AOTC script having Anakin say this after Padmé kisses him in the carriage scene on Geonosis, and it not being included in the final version is a criminal offence.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS!!!❤️ Literally in love with this man.
Oh No
AN: So I can’t stop thinking about them *cough* ESC 2023 contestants *cough* and this came out. I’m so sorry.
AN2: yes, I’m from Europe if anyone was wondering; also, excuse my English but it’s not my first language.
Bojan Cvjetićanin x fem!actress!reader
Surprise in the end!
Words: 1500+
Bojan couldn’t wait.
He was ecstatic, unable to keep himself still as he was being driven to the airport in Liverpool.
“Will you stop moving,” Jan sighed, nudging him with his elbow.
“He hasn’t seen her in a month, Jan,” Nace retorted, “of course he’s excited.”
He couldn’t even answer to them as his bandmates continued arguing over if he should or shouldn’t be this nervous about seeing his girlfriend again. After all, he was going to see her today, and that just made him so giddy he couldn’t focus on anything else.
The thing is, she had been away in America, filming a new TV show that would undoubtedly be loved by the public once it was out; so she couldn’t exactly accompany him in his Eurovision journey since him and his friends were elected in Slovenia.
He was so proud of her for making it into another soon-to-be hit show, but he missed her so very much during the last month. It’s true they tried calling each other every chance they had, but the time difference and their busy schedules didn’t let them be part of each other’s lives as much as they were used to.
Bojan couldn’t wait to give her the biggest hug and all the kisses he couldn’t give her when they were apart. He cringed at himself at the thought. That was disgusting.
“Hey!” A clap resounded in the air just millimetres away from his face.
“What?”
“We’re here,” Kris told him, clapping his shoulder.
He looked around. He was the only one left in the van. The Slovene swallowed thickly. Why was he so nervous about meeting her?
He walked out of the vehicle, following the rest of his bandmates inside the airport and wringing his sweaty hands together.
They had all been careful, not saying anything on social media or giving away the fact that she was coming, even if he wanted to scream it at the world. He hadn’t even told any of the new friends he had made because of Eurovision. All of this wasn’t because their relationship was a secret, it couldn’t be further from that, but they didn’t want that much attention at their first meeting in a month. One never knows how he’s going to react.
When he arrived at the correct place with his best friends, he heard Jan asking him:
“Do you know if she’s already landed?”
He shook his head and grabbed his phone, realising he had a message from two minutes ago telling him she had, in fact, landed.
He put his phone away, staring directly at the exit doors the people from her flight would be using.
“I’m taking that stupid grin as a ‘yes, she’s landed’.”
Bojan nodded but didn’t look away, his eyes stinging. He refused to blink, what if he didn’t see her?
Big groups of people started getting out through the doors, Bojan getting more anxious as time passed and she didn’t appear. What if she changed her mind, all this time away from him making her realise she didn’t need him?
He didn’t have time to dwell on it, though. He saw her, carrying her luggage around with tired eyes that changed the second they landed on him.
A big smile spread across her cheeks as she started running towards him, leaving her suitcase near the rest of his bandmates and jumping up. He started chuckling the moment he felt her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, reacting and putting his own hands below her to support her weight on him.
For long moments, they stayed like that, breathing each other in and feeling the warmth of the other’s skin on theirs; ignoring the other men’s cheers and puking sounds.
She was the first to move, removing her head from the junction between his shoulder and neck and smiling up at him with a shine in her eyes.
“Hi!”, she exclaimed.
“Hello,” he smiled back.
She noticed the soft look in his eyes, the small but genuine smile on his lips, it made the butterflies in her belly push against her skin, wanting to be able to touch him and be with him even closer than she was now.
“Are you not going to say anything about the rest of us?” Jure let out, feigning annoyance but with a huge smile on his face.
“I don’t know about that…,” she couldn’t help but match his energy, slowly getting down from her boyfriend’s embrace and going over to the guys, giving each of them a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“Why do they get a kiss?” Bojan asked half jokingly half seriously wandering why he couldn’t get one, “I’m your boyfriend! Your boyfriend!”
“Alright, alright… don’t be a big baby, love.”
“No!”
They drowned out the sound of the boys’ whines as they did, in fact, kiss. Bojan couldn’t help but tighten his grasp on her when she started to move away from him, chasing after her lips and giving her another sweet peck before she could escape him.
When he opened his eyes, she saw hers were still closed, a pink flush dusting over her cheeks. She opened her eyes and he saw the entire universe in them. His world.
“Okay, that’s enough,” Jan said, exasperated, “let’s go back to the hotel.”
“And no more kissing,” Kris added, “please.”
The couple laughed at the disgusted faces with which the rest of the group agreed, her taking his hand and following them to the van.
The rest of the day was spent meeting and getting to know the other ESC participants, as her boyfriend and his band had insisted so much in it.
They did leave her luggage in his hotel room first, but right after that they went to meet the band Voyager, and then Alessandra, Vesna, Blanca Paloma, and the rest of them.
She had had fun with all of them and sung a little of their songs with their respective artists, since she had heard them all countless times before.
The only one who she hadn’t met yet was the Finnish contestant, who she was the most curious about. She had to admit she enjoyed the vibe of his song the most (even more than her boyfriend’s, but she wouldn’t admit it to anyone), and he seemed like a great guy whenever Bojan talked about their hang outs.
Apparently, Käärijä had been gone the whole morning, no one knowing where he had gone off to at all. Her boyfriend wanted her to meet him, after all, the Finn had quickly become one of his best friends, sharing his energy and sense of humour.
“Guys!” Alessandra ran to them when they were coming back to the hotel from having lunch outside, “there’s gonna be a party today! The hotel’s throwing it for us!”
“We’ll go for sure, right?” Jure looked at his mates and the girl.
After they all agreed, Alessandra invited them for coffee and they went along with her, chatting about any topic that came to mind.
“What are you gonna wear tonight?” the Norwegian singer asked her.
“I’m not sure, I don’t think I have anything party-appropriate in my suitcase…”
“We’ll see about that, let’s go get it and to my room! I’m gonna make you look amazing!” She said excitedly, taking her hand and leading her upstairs, leaving the boys startled but laughing either way.
When it was time for the party, the girl went back to her boyfriend’s hotel room with the outfit her and Alessandra had come up with. She liked it, as it was comfortable but also dressy enough to wear to a party.
She knocked twice.
Her boyfriend opened the door, a black sweater, black jeans and black boots on.
“Oh no! They made her emo!” She said in English.
“Shut up!” He chuckled, pushing her playfully and fake-glaring at her.
She giggled and pushed him back. They ended up full on laughing in the middle of the hotel’s hallway, earning a few weird glances from people walking by.
When they calmed down enough to start talking normally again, Bojan extended his arm for her to take.
“Shall we go?” He asked in the most British accent he could muster.
“We shall,” she answered.
That’s how they found themselves having dinner with his band mates and the rest of the Eurovision contestants and technicians. Still, the Finn was nowhere to be seen.
“Have you seen Jere today?” ALIKA asked Bojan, a slight worried look in her eyes.
“Not really. I was gonna ask you the same thing, honestly.”
The Estonian singer let out a small sigh, continuing to eat while chatting away with the rest of the people at their table.
“Maybe something happened?” His girlfriend asked him, worried too after learning that no one knew where the guy was.
“We should probably check,” he replied, “when we finish, yeah?”
She nodded, going back to eat and watching her boyfriend do the same.
When the party started, Bojan and her went to the Finnish rapper’s door, knocking but hearing no response.
Giving up after a handful of tries, they went back to the party and tried to forget about it. Surely, they’d see him tomorrow, wouldn’t they?
However, tomorrow quickly turned into today when they caught a glimpse at the bowl-cut black hair and they headed towards Käärijä so that Bojan could properly introduce her to him.
“Jere! Finally man, you disappeared the whole day!”
“We go see Liverpool with my brother,” he said, smiling at the sight of the Slovene.
“That’s great!” Bojan smiled too, “you could’ve said something, though, didn’t answer my texts.”
“Sorry,” his smile turned sheepish.
That’s when he turned to her; the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, smiling at him with her eyes sparkling.
“This is my girlfriend,” his daydreaming got cut off by Bojan speaking.
Oh no.
“Hello,” he greeted, “you are beautiful,” slipped through his lips. He just had to say it, couldn’t hold it in.
Bojan huffed out a small laugh at that.
“Thanks!” She giggled cutely.
Oh no.
“I think you’re pretty cool, too!” She said in a perfect Finnish.
He was fucked.
Anyone else always constantly thinking about this scene? no just me? cool
𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍
+ scenarios. tsukishima, tendou, ushijima.
+ warnings. mentions of anxiety, overthinking and insecurities
$. USHIJIMA could always tell when something was wrong, he was a man of few words but he knew you well enough to be able to notice when you started to overthink. He didn’t say much, settling for just taking your hands into his and bringing them up to his lips to press a light kiss against your knuckles, “It’s okay.. talk to me, angel. I’m right here.” He was always patient with you, nodding along to with your rambling and not once interrupting you until he was sure you were finished. His eyes might seem cold to everyone else but you could see through the facade he built up, the softness in his gaze as he held your face in his hands like you were made of glass before his low voice fills the quiet room. “You’re always going to be good enough, love. Making a single mistake doesn’t define your worth. You and I both know what you’re capable of, don’t let this drag you down..”
$. TSUKISHIMA was familiar with the fact that you weren’t a fan of crowded places, they were always too loud for your liking and honestly he wasn’t a fan of them either. The moment he notices you starting to get overwhelmed, he quickly slips his headphones off of his neck and carefully puts them on you with a rare yet reassuring smile. “Better..?” He doesn’t let his attention shift from you, eyes just lingering on your form and waiting for a response before you finally gave him a gentle nod and a quiet whisper, “Thank you.” All he does is shake his head at your words, paying them no mind and swiftly wrapping his arms around your waist while his palms rested against your lower back as he led you away from the crowd. “No need to thank me, dumbass. This place was getting boring anyways, why don’t you pick where we go next, hm.”
$. TENDOU wasn’t a stranger to insecurities, he battled quite a lot of his own when he was younger. It was something he’d never want you to experience which is why the moment he saw you crouching on the floor all teary eyed he had an idea of what to do. He carefully walked over to you and kneeled in the spot in front of you, wiping away the tears that rolled down your flushed cheeks. “What’s wrong, princess?” You kept denying his questions until you finally gave in, hiding your face into your pals while you talked about how you felt like you weren’t pretty enough—how you thought he could be with someone better and that just didn’t rub him the right way, not at all. “You couldn’t be any more wrong, baby.. you aren’t pretty, you’re gorgeous—absolutely breathtaking and there’s no way I would ever find anyone better, I already have you..”
omggggg i starved for this !! It's so gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood !!!!!!!!!!!!
FORGETTABLE-AU (Page 1-9)
AND SO IT BEGINS!
I don't think I can fit all 20 pages of the prologue in just one post, so I'm dividing it into 4 posts! This one's the longest...
[CONTINUE]
FJNDUBC YES
@ladyjthegamergal I did it.
Are you serious? Right in front of Mario's spaghetti.
“this character should kill their abuser” i agree. unfortunately they wouldn’t do that.
comic based on my CRITICAL mishearing of a specific line in episode 147 that has haunted my brain ever since
I need another day of the departed episode but Lloyd just lights a lantern for his dad while staring at resurrected Garmadon
Lloyd: [lights lantern]
Garmadon: Who is that for?
Lloyd, without breaking eye contact: You.
Garmadon: I am not dead. Not anymore, at least.
Lloyd: You are to me.
I just discovered you not too long ago but you are probably one of my top favorite writers rn
Its like you live in my brain. Im never embarrassed by what you make the reader say or do. dont even get me started on how delicious your angst is. I am a retired angst connoisseur and the way in which you write it brings me back to when i first discovered the sweet masochistic itch that had never been properly scratched.
Tldr your writing tickles my brain in all of its folds <3
I can't express to you how much I needed to read this. I've had the worst week of just shit compounding on shit and have officially understood what exactly the ao3 curse is because WTF is happening to me.
Anyway, this was so wonderful to read even if it seems like such a simple little thing. I want you to know how important messages like these are to authors. Thank you so much for your support and I'll continue to do my best not to embarrass you <33333
Baby goose, thanks for thinking about me!😉 these photos are delic!!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY @jakeseresins♡
Hi here’s a mech tutorial
I use shitty pc builds and cars as references