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goodjobmiranda:

sandy-sides:

goodjobmiranda:

I made an au where Roman is a vampire that accidentally adopts some vampire hunters child and a run away teenager.

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@ultimate-queen-of-fandoms2

@could-always-be-gayer-2

@entitydark

@fangsandrainbows

@chaosgaminggirl

@impatentpending

@alkimara

Now you may be wondering where Logan is.

HAHAHAHA I imagine Logan obsessively trying to hunt down the vampire and trying to ‘save’ the children . Lol I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

Of course, Patton is this sweet bean that’s been kidnapped by this horrible vampire

Then there’s missing teen Virgil, who knows what he’s there but it’s probably for EVIL

tiredstarks:

acetonystark:

ok so since the Russo brothers confirmed that animals and plants and the like all died in the snap,,,,,,, that means dogs died too,,,,, and lemme tell ya if ANYTHING happened to my dog earth wouldn’t even NEED the avengers I’d mcfucking d e s t r o y thanos myself because NO ONE FUCKING MESSES WITH MY DOG NOT EVEN A CRUSTY ASS RAISIN WITH A ROCK COLLECTION

Me, after watching my cat turn to dust: 🙂

Every single (living) Avenger, getting tf out of my way: How is she holding that many knives

Thor: wait, where did he go? He was right there before his cat-

Everyone: oh no.

Me: thanos, honey, you hurt my son, my sweet aesthetic snow son, and you know what happens now?

Me:….. you die of course!

logically-asexual:

zanyunimo:

logically-asexual:

imnottrashiswear:

Roman is ambidextrous… Pass it on

He has his writing hand and his drawing hand.

This is funny cos Thomas is left handed so it makes me wonder why he chose to use his right hand when he filmed that scene.

He said on Twitter once that Roman is right handed because he’s from the right side of the brain.

He must have forgotten for this video.

I wonder how many times he accidentally wrote with his left hand and had to Fix it

insanelycoolish:

spectralheartt:

royally-anxious:

animatedamerican:

parano–vigilant:

royally-anxious:

i don’t know if sanders sides could be considered an exaggerated autobiography or just a really big self insert fic

okay but the real power move here is making every character a self-insert

It’s the reverse of a self-insert, really; instead of putting the self in among a pre-existing cast, in this case the entire cast is aspects of the self.

It’s a self-invert.

everytime someone reblogs this it gets another surge of notes and i die a little more inside

you did this to yourself and you’d better believe that the internet is going to make you face the consequences. don’t be a coward, we die like men

Thomas-ception!

Honestly it’s not even an inside out rip off cause those were all emotions and the sides are just facets of Thomas personality that have slowly formed to their own individuals. What’s if it’s one of those things where the longer they stick around the more real and human they get? Like those fictional creatures where the more people that believ them and think about them the power they gain (cause the thoughts bring them into existence)I forgot what that was called but with a fan base as big and as dedicated as us, wouldn’t you think the sides to be pretty real by now? Maybe that’s why theirs more fourth wall breaks (between us and them and among themselves), because there’s no longer a forth wall to break…

cyberlesbiab:

socialmediapeasant:

rain-wander:

strawberrymentats:

It’s sad that toxic game culture is so prevalent cuz like. As someone who has ended up in random matches with kids before, I can attest to how fucking easy it is to reverse and un-teach shitty attitudes in kids.

Example: I downloaded Friday the 13th because it’s free on psn. I dunno how to play, so I just enter quick play and I’m matched with 3-4 kids on mic. Immediately on mic they’re shitty and disparaging to each other. They laugh at each others deaths, they actively work against team mates and self sabotage, they call each other “fags”, etc. From the sounds of the voices they cannot be older than 13-14.

I put on my mic and just decide I ain’t havin it. I am nice. I thank them for barricading doors or leaving me items. When they break free from Jason’s grasp I say “good job!” or I try to help them. One kid survived for most of the match by himself. When he dies, I tell him he did a fantastic job.

The mood shift is practically INSTANT. These kids almost immediately stop being dick heads. They start encouraging each other and being kind. After the match all of them try to friend request me. Which should tell you a couple of things:

A) kids want to be kind, and they want to have a nice time playing games. But encounters with adults like me or so rare that they’ve trained themselves to instantly put on a toxic, shitty, defensive veneer when encountering any new person online. It’s literally just THAT EASY to not groom a horrible gaming community, it’s just that NO ONE does it.

B) the speed of which they all tried to friend me was cute, but paints for me such a sad picture? Like these kids are SO desperate to find people to play with who aren’t crappy jerks. They played with me for 10 minutes TOPS and all instantly tried to reach out to me.

tl;dr: The kids are alright. Adults are shit heads.

I cant agree with this post more

I witnessed something similar with my younger brother (this was when he was In fifth grade so bear with me here) and his friends. The teacher assigned for them to build a somewhat accurate spanish mission in Minecraft because their school had gotten some iPads and she needed to assign them something other than a PowerPoint.

Now here’s the thing. Most of these boys, my brother included, have ADD/ADHD. About a week into the project all they had in their shared world was chaos. Somebody filled the place with tnt and lit it up. Holes everywhere. Whenever one would attempt to try and build something (mostly wood huts and not the actual project) it would be destroyed within minutes as the boys began to insult each other heavily and complain that the design was ugly.

I brought my own ipad with me and decided to sit with the boys while they continued their reign of terror. I joined the world and built a hallway out of brick at the very center of this war zone. Immediately one of them tried to destroy it under the impression that “it looks bad”.

“Well, what should I make it out of?”

“Diamond.”

The ten year old mind is a mystery to me…

Anyway, then I showed him some pictures similar to these:

I reasoned that it would be easier to sway this kid toward another pretty block than trying to get him to stick to the materials of the time, so I asked him if he would like to help me replace my brick design with quartz (eh, it’s white).

Bam! One of the ten year old anarchists is dutifully building me a glittering gem hallway for our insanely rich monks.

The other three are off somewhere still yelling at each other and setting off explosives, but we have something built. Much to my surprise the kid asked if he could build the church next because he “wanted to build the most important part”.

Here’s where I learned something important. I don’t have ADD or ADHD but as I said before my brother does. When he gets fixated on something, he’s really gets into it. Once a few minutes had passed and this kid already had four walls up I decided to grid up the entire mission. One gets the church, one gets the farm, etc.

After playing the game with them for an hour, I had a pretty good idea of where each kid should go.

Church kid, I found, was very particular about materials and shape(hence his hangup over the brick). I gave him free reign over the outer walls of the mission and showed him the reference pictures to get him started.

My brother liked the farms most (he was building dirt domes over the cows don’t ask me how I made this connection it just worked, okay), so he was in charge of building pens for the animals.

Another kid was, at first glance, very loud and bossy when it came to decorating (constantly said we were making chairs wrong). Turns out he likes interior design, like putting benches and beds in the little rooms, so his bossiness was just frustration with my brother’s artistic sense I guess.

Another was very good with placing trees and plants around the exterior (I guessed this because he covered the place in a ridiculous amount of trees and I asked him if he would like to know where they are supposed to go). He got to make a vineyard for us and organized how the crops should go.

So how did it turn out?

Actually very nice!!

So what did we learn? Kids actually like to play games and be praised for their creativity and intuition. If I had just told them to stop messing around rather than direct their attention to areas within their interests, they never would have gotten anything done.

After an hour of gaming they:

• Mirrored my language; “thank you!”, “which part are you working on?”, “I like this block.”
• Realized each other’s strengths; “hey [kid name] can you help me with the roof?” “How do you make the big trees [kid name]?”
• Were able to articulate exactly what they did or didn’t like without using force; “that looks good!”, “how about we put it there?”, “I don’t like that block, how about this one?”

On the plus side, since we moved the game file to my device for safekeeping, I now have a cute little souvenir of the time I played Minecraft with four ten year olds.

This is a really long post, but it’s super important. In games like Fortnite where you’ll find lots of kids, it’s important (if you can) to steer them away from toxicity. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve run into kids who talk like toxic adults and the act of just being nice to them completely turns them around.