Yeah, I am a fucking genius.
( This Is What Despondency Looks Like )
In other news, I'm plotting Avengers fic. What's up with everyone? Any fic links? Funny pics? Awesome vids? I just committed photoshop. IDK.
- Currently Nesting:The Floor, Hong Kong International Airport
- Feeling:
annoyed - Listening To:"Freak on a Leash" - Korn
I got my new tattoo! By Jamie at Tattoo Temple in Hong Kong.
It's ‘流離’ or ‘sasurai’ in Japanese.
Translation: ‘Wandering alone in a foreign country.’
I KNOW SOME OF YOU HAVE/LIKE/WHATEVER RED HAIR AND RED-HAIRED PERSONS. JOIN ME IN MY APPRECIATION! \:D?/
( ALL THE RED HAIRED PEOPLE )
Basically,
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insteadofdeath and I saw Avengers together and it's the most amazing thing ever and I've read ALL THE FIC and signed up for Avengers Reverse Big Bang and I figured I would do a very late reaction post so PLEASE JOIN ME IN A BIG PILE OF SQUEE AND TELL ME ALL YOUR FEELS.
CONCLUSION: I HAVE A DEEP AND DRIVING DESIRE TO EAT SHAWARMA.
But I'll post a sample here.
She also raised me pretty much single-handedly, and is the reason that I always scoff at the portrayal of mothers in fiction, because they hilariously fail to match up to the high standard of mother to which I am accustomed. She's a bare-footed (I get that from her) wild-haired hippie lady who is a black belt in the Japanese sword, can lift things like giant 50-pound sacks of grain for the animals (and ME, she can still lift ME), and is an animal-loving activist-type with a lot of passion and heart. She's the lady who will pull over by the side of the road to help a stranded animal, every single damn time. She is the mom who won't tell you to come in from the rain, but dress you up in a black velvet cape and a witch's hat and help you run around in it instead.And sometimes she doesn't have enough money for new clothes or utilities or, on occasion, a lot of food. And she's recently entered this 'Original Quotes Challenge' T-shirt Design Contest.
So I'm asking everyone to please, if they have a moment to spare, GO HERE and click "I'd wear this!' to vote for my mother's design! :'D
insteadofdeath was here with me for a week. It was... in a ridiculous way, almost as if nothing had changed. Like, three years of Skype chats turned out to be a pretty good reflection of real life, and seriously, it was the most comfortable and natural-feeling week ever.( PICS, VIDS, AND ALL THE FUN )
2) I finally got my tattoo! I made a post about it a while back, talking about all the various designs I had drawn up. I finally chose an artist, Wang, based on the brushstroke effect he achieves in some of his tattooing - not Joey the master calligrapher who has a year-old waiting list, but an amazing artist all the same - and got the first tattoo, on my thigh. [Credit to Tattoo Temple.]
( EPIC TATTOO POST )
Title: Three Ways Dean Winchester Didn’t Come Back From Hell
Summary: Dean knew not to trust it even before it walked close, tilted its head at him bird-like, and eyes turning black as the Pit said, “My name is Castiel.”
Warnings: Un-beta’d. Written without any previous preparation, in a single spur-of-the-moment 2 AM - 7 AM writing session. My first fic for Supernatural.
A/N: This was partially inspired by this GIF set. But I’ll dedicate it to audreytiphaine, atanih88, and questofdreams, whose collective fault it is that I’ve become an obsessive fan. Forgive the messy writing, my lovelies! <3
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( Fic )
They say love lasts three years -- what about friendship? How many people are you still friends with that you were three years ago? Whose lost friendship do you miss the most?
First question listed was submitted by wild_chingu. (Follow-up questions, if any, may have been added by LiveJournal.)
Living overseas means I’m always away from friends. It means that acquaintances who could have become something more easily drop out of touch, and friends I might see for half the year at best. But I’ve been lucky. I’ve had one close friend drift away – from not just me, but most of us – and one person decide she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore. One got creepy and was a shit to the rest of my friends and we screamed a bit and haven’t talked for years. I’ve had one sort of awkwardly not contact me anymore. But even there, I usually tend to be the person everyone still talks to – I’m the non-judgmental peacemaker who tends to let shit slide and not get touchy about stupid shit.
I’ve recently realized how lucky I am to have been friends with so many wonderful people for so damn long. So. This is a long-term friendship poast, including some peeps I've known for a damn long time and am STILL really close with! :D This can also be called an 'everyone poses the same for photos all the damn time' poast, or a 'my God Emily used to be the awkwardest penguin and still kind of is' poast.
( MUCHO PICS )
I’d love to hear from all of you about the people you’ve managed to hang on to for most of your lives, too. <3
I wrote, narrated, drew (pencil and brush/ink), photoshopped and edited this into being. It took a couple weeks. It's the first video I've ever made like this, and I was nervous as it's more 'mine' than the things I usually create. Plz forgive the beginner-ness and lack of translation and my bad Japanese diction, and enjoy! :D?
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