closetedteenagewitch :

madammuffins :

wheeloffortune-design :

Lust

Not a sin- feeling sexual attraction, sex with consenting partners, masturbation, consuming pornographic media, having several sexual partners, sex before mariage.
IT’S A SIN WHEN- the person projects lust onto an unwilling recipient person and does not take into account their wants or consent. Rape, harassment, sexual assault, catcalling, dick pics.

Gluttony

Not a sin- food, enjoying food, cooking, eating sweets, eating meat. In the larger sense, accumulating material things you enjoy, like books or collectibles or whatever. 
IT’S A SIN WHEN- It deprives other people of what they need.

Envy

Not a sin: Wanting things you see other people have, like money, power, fame.
IT’S A SIN WHEN: This is how you define people, and stop respecting them as humans. It’s a sin when you use them for what they have and what they can bring you.

Greed

Not a sin: Wanting financial security, working hard for the things you want. 
IT’S A SIN WHEN: Your own financial growth depends on keeping other people impoverished and suffering.

Pride

Not a sin: Being proud of your accomplishments, liking your looks, dressing up
IT’S A SIN WHEN: It stops you from accepting your faults and seeing how you can be wrong, not admitting that you can better yourself. 

Wrath

Not a sin: Righteous anger at situations, being mistreated, seeing other people suffer, at the injustice of the world. Self-defense. Revolution. 
IT’S A SIN WHEN: Violence towards defenceless people, hitting your partner or your kids,.  Violence fuelled by intolerance and bigotry. 

Sloth

Not a sin: Resting. Sleeping. Taking a day or a year off. Being unproductive. Playing videogames.
IT’S A SIN WHEN: You stay inactive when action is required. When people need you and you’d rather do nothing.

THIS IS SO IMPORTANT AND GIVES POWER BACK TO SO MANY PEOPLE

Say it sgain for the people in the back

We got someone to help me out in my position at work. This is technically a 2 person job. So far this morning, she has taken my parking spot, taken the keys, started the money (& is taking FOREVER), & I feel utterly replaced.

If they make me just the one who does the pull list & that’s about it, I may have to leave. I don’t enjoy being pushed out of my job.

She did this job at another location, so she knows everything already & she’s been with Michaels longer than I have, so I pretty much feel like they don’t want me anymore. Even if it isn’t true, it feels that way.

I just want to cry.

sweetgcreature:

*me looking at 70s Roger Taylor playing drums*

*me looking at 80s Roger Taylor playing drums*

natromanxoff:

In Toronto - August 2, 1982

From @/rogerpics at Twitter.

If you’re wondering how my night is going…

I feel sorry for all my UK followers whose country might be turning into America. I don’t know much about what’s going on besides the fact that the NHS has the possibility of being dissolved with the way things are looking, and that much is awful.

cultural-marxist-sjew-agitprop :

xgoingdownx :

I’m probably not going to title these individually like I did last year, but here we go! Day 1! This was based on this prompt, though it got a little… sidetracked??

“Work Christmas Party” (keep in mind, I’ve never been to one! I’ve literally never worked a job that had those…)

Word Count: 988
Warnings: none 
I don’t feel amazing about this, honestly, but it was the one closest to being finished so here it is anyway lol

Masterlist

You loathed work events normally, especially holiday-themed ones. You’d head immediately for whatever booze was available and hide out with your favorite coworker until it was over or sometimes make up some excuse not to go altogether. 

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I’m probably not going to title these individually like I did last year, but here we go! Day 1! This was based on this prompt, though it got a little… sidetracked??

“Work Christmas Party” (keep in mind, I’ve never been to one! I’ve literally never worked a job that had those…)

Word Count: 988
Warnings: none 
I don’t feel amazing about this, honestly, but it was the one closest to being finished so here it is anyway lol

Masterlist

You loathed work events normally, especially holiday-themed ones. You’d head immediately for whatever booze was available and hide out with your favorite coworker until it was over or sometimes make up some excuse not to go altogether. 

The one difference this year was that you were dating an internationally famous musician. To make matters worse, he insisted on going to the office party with you. 

“Roger, you’ll be hounded by my idiot coworkers, you really don’t want to go-” you argued.

“I’ve dealt with paparazzi and music journalists before, love, I think I can handle some enthusiastic cubicle ladies,” he retorted. 

“Fine, but we aren’t staying long. I don’t want to deal with them outside of working any longer than I have to.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The pair of you arrived just in time for some game to kick-off, something about picking up candy canes with one in your mouth to see who could get the most out of a bowl. Karen beckoned you over to play, but you waved her off, still trying to avoid most of the crowd. Roger nudged you playfully, trying to get you to join the group instead. 

“You know how much I hate gimmicky games like that, babe. I’m getting some punch - you want any?” you asked, shrugging off your coat. He nodded in response, taking a cursory glance around your workplace.

The walls were white and the carpet and cubicle walls a light shade of gray; some areas were decorated with paper garland or hanging paper mache globes, but other than that the rest of the room was bland. When you returned with the drinks Roger gave you a quizzical look.

“How can you stand to be in here for eight hours a day?”

Before you could respond, though, another one of your colleagues approached you. 

“When were you going to introduce us to your man, (Y/N)?” Tina smirked, eyeing up Roger. 

“Didn’t think I’d need to, Tina. Most of you are fans already. Roger, this is Tina, Tina, this is Roger, my boyfriend,” you sighed. 

“Legendary drummer for Queen,” she smiled, putting her hand out for Roger to shake. 

“Nice to meet you.” 

Roger was a complete gentleman, despite the obvious flirting from your unwelcome guest. 

You awkwardly excused yourself and Roger, trying to find a friendly face who wouldn’t want to steal your boyfriend. You noticed one of your cubicle-mates, Sharon, standing against the wall sipping her own cup of punch. As casually as you could, you introduced her to Roger. She asked a few questions, like where you had met, how long you had been dating, and what it was like being famous. He answered everything with a smile, holding your hand the whole time. The three of you watched the rest of your coworkers play party games while you chatted, waiting on your boss to make the same horribly boring end-of-year speech he always did.

“We are leaving immediately after that blowhard stops talking. I do not want to have him notice you and rope us into a conversation,” you whispered when “the speech” began. 

Roger nodded, having seen enough of what your life was like when you weren’t around him. He hated knowing you were cooped up in a bland corporate building with hardly any windows and people you clearly barely liked. 

As you requested, as soon as the big man ended his yammering you waved good-bye to Sharon & quickly headed for the door. Thankfully only a few people stopped to introduce themselves to Roger, and then you were swiftly on your way out. 

“Now do you see why I wasn’t interested in going?” you breathed, once inside the elevator. 

“I don’t see how you can even stand to be there five days a week! It was fucking depressing. Why haven’t you gone on to something better? Or hell, just quit?”

“Roger, you know I can’t quit- especially right at Christmas. I have bills to pay, presents to buy, etcetera.” 

He paused for a moment as the doors to the elevator opened on the ground floor. He was thinking about something and you didn’t like the smirk he had on his face.

“Why not just move in with me? I can take care of you so you don’t have to be here anymore,” he grinned.

It had hardly been a year since you had been together- the idea of just jumping ship from your job and moving in with him was daunting, to say the least. You could hardly form a reply until you got inside his car.

“Are you sure that’s even a good idea? I mean, don’t couples usually do that after nearly two years of dating? We’ve barely even reached one! It’s not that I don’t want to, but uprooting my life on a whim seems…”

“Dangerous?” he offered.

“Well, to say the least, yes. You’ll have to let me think about it.”

“Take all the time you need. I just hate to think of you trudging in there day in and day out. You could go on the road with us, spend your days doing the things you love without worrying about money. But I don’t want to hold you back if you need independence.” 

You sat in near silence for the ride back to your apartment. You certainly liked the idea of telling your job to fuck off and never come back, but the idea of depending on someone else so soon in a relationship scared you. Not to mention the fact that he was famous- he could have anyone in the world and drop you like last week’s newspaper into the recycling at any minute. 

“Thanks for not making me stay there, even if you were the reason why we went in the first place,” you laughed. “I’ll call you in the morning, yeah?”

“Think about my offer, I really do mean it,” he smiled before kissing you. 

“I will,” you promised. 

Almost done with the first of the 12 drabbles for Christmas! I’ll want to post it when I get home though so I can edit it.

starlanellwrites :

teamfreewill-imagine :

Friend: How’s the writing going? You’ve been at it for hours

Me:

Later without warning: 

Friend: Doing better? 

me: I have now written 14,000+ words and haven’t eaten anything or slept in days. 

t4c0b3lls4g44n0n :

injuries-in-dust :

tilthat :

TIL that since we are three-dimensional beings and can only fathom objects of dimensions equal or lower to our own, it’s possible there are fourth or fifth-dimensional beings that can see us, but we can’t see them.

via reddit.com

There might be as many as 11 dimensions, or 26. We believe its one of those two numbers but we aren’t sure which one yet.

horrible addition! I shall be hyperventilating in a closet.

just answered 1 and 12!!!

14. a fic you didnt expect to write honestly,,,,,,, i never expected to write forbidden. it was like a lil idea i had in the discord one day and it seemed hit or miss so i put it on the backburner for a WHILE until one night i just got the guts to bang that shit out (special thanks to @xgoingdownx for that one)

15. something you learned this year that i am terrible at doing series and i should for sure stick to one shots/maybe three part-ers max lmao

leopardprintismybrown :

John Deacon: actual images of him with a stripper in a strip club, enjoying the show with a look I don’t want to describe and kissing her. 

¾ of the fandom: “It’s fake, it’s photoshopped! John never cheated on Veronica! He’s a soft bean!”

Roger Taylor: existing. Admits he likes women. No actual photos of him cheating (though, believe me, I don’t think he didn’t). 

¾ of the fandom: “Cheater! Blond thot! Car fucker!”

John Deacon: photos of him sitting next to scantily dressed women or simply talking and laughing with other women.

¾ of the fandom: “Oh, John looks so good here!”

Roger Taylor: photos of him simply sitting next to someone of the opposite sex.

¾ of the fandom: “I don’t know who the girl is, BUT KNOWING ROGER……….”

I hate that this has to sound like a John Deacon hate post - which is not - but I hate that society works this way and I see this attitude reflected in people in everyday life.

chaoticgood-enby :

brnskynyteowl :

costcogothic :

the impulse to just make weird noises for no reason is something i have to ignore like 24/7

Thought it was just me

microwave: mmmmmm

me and my friends, in perfect unison, loudly: mmmmmmmmmmmmm

rogertaylors-car :

Freddie: I’m calling this song “Seven Seas of Rhye”

Roger:

Roger: so like toast then

Roger: it’s a sea of bread

Freddie:

Roger: rye bread

queenangst :

since it’s december, i thought i’d make a little end of the year ask meme for fanfic writers and readers! reblog and ask away

1. favorite fic you wrote this year
   
2. least favorite fic you wrote this year
3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year
4. total number of words you wrote this year
5. most popular fic this year
6. least popular fic this year
7. longest completed fic you wrote this year
8. shortest completed fic you wrote this year
9. longest wip of the year
10. shortest wip of the year
11. fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year
12. favorite character to write about this year
13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year
14. a fic you didn’t expect to write
15. something you learned this year
16. fic(s) you completed this year
17. fics you’ll continue next year
18. current number of wips
19. any new fics to start next year
20. number of comments you haven’t read
21. most memorable comment/review
22. events you participated in this year
23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t
24. favorite fic you read this year
25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read
26. number of favorites/bookmarks you made this year
27. favorite fanfic author of the year
28. longest fic you read this year
29. shortest fic you read this year
30. favorite fandom to read fic from this year

*feel free to specify fandoms or a fic depending on the question.

drivenbybri:

Christmas lockscreens!

Enjoy the jolly season! 🎄🎅🏻✨

• Don’t repost. Reblog if you use/like. ♡
• Made by moi.

⠀

⇢ 𝑩𝒐𝑹𝒉𝒂𝒑 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒕 Christmas lockscreens.

⠀

sadflowrr :

do this 💓💓💓

darkfyretheumbrawitchreturns :

tmifangirl21 :

ruuku-98 :

historianista :

owlapin :

owlapin :

owlapin :

MICROSOFT WORD HAS A FUCKING “INSERT CITATION” BUTTON WHY THE FUCK DID NO ONE EVER TELL ME THIS IS SIGNIFICANT INFORMATION FUCK THE SCHOOL SYSTEM THIS IS MICROSOFT WORD 2007 I SHOULD HAVE BEEN MADE AWARE OF THIS IN HIGHSCHOOL WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I HATE EVERYTHING

you can fucking log your sources into your document and then at the end press a fucking button and it makes a bibliography page for you im

im not even lying im so mad

Posting to save a grad student’s life.

Microsoft Word

😳 what?!?

Just saw something about 140 characters in the tags? Gonna be testing that..

Thanks love!

In relation to fanfiction, this year I learned that I can write more than I thought was possible. And that I still suck at ending things!

And also that writing for someone in an over saturated market tends to end in heartbreak. (& that drama sells & domesticity does not).

Ask me these end of the year fanfic questions!

queenangst :

since it’s december, i thought i’d make a little end of the year ask meme for fanfic writers and readers! reblog and ask away

1. favorite fic you wrote this year
   
2. least favorite fic you wrote this year
3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year
4. total number of words you wrote this year
5. most popular fic this year
6. least popular fic this year
7. longest completed fic you wrote this year
8. shortest completed fic you wrote this year
9. longest wip of the year
10. shortest wip of the year
11. fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year
12. favorite character to write about this year
13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year
14. a fic you didn’t expect to write
15. something you learned this year
16. fic(s) you completed this year
17. fics you’ll continue next year
18. current number of wips
19. any new fics to start next year
20. number of comments you haven’t read
21. most memorable comment/review
22. events you participated in this year
23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t
24. favorite fic you read this year
25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read
26. number of favorites/bookmarks you made this year
27. favorite fanfic author of the year
28. longest fic you read this year
29. shortest fic you read this year
30. favorite fandom to read fic from this year

*feel free to specify fandoms or a fic depending on the question.

avatarexpert:

PSA for Star Wars fans:

PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD ON THIS!!!!

greysonderulo :

dragonsspire :

knight-nick :

If you think like that, please don’t ever have children.

Listen, my parents installed a lock on my door so I could lock everyone out of my room if I wanted to at sometime around 8 years old. They had a key of course for safety but they’ve never had to use it and they’ve never used it when they didn’t have to.

I was allowed full access to any books, movies, and internet I wanted fully informed about our family beliefs and practices but I was given no supervision once I reached about 13 because my parents trusted me to stick to the rules or not as I felt and come to them if there was anything that I had questions about.

As long as I said where I was going, who I was with, and when I was going to be back and then phone if anything changed I was allowed to do pretty much as I pleased from 13 onward.

I moved back in with my parents after university and the first conversation we had was my dad telling me that if I felt like they were treating me like a child to please tell them because they had no intention of doing so.

I still live with them and I’m comfortable here as an adult. When I eventually move out again, which I feel no rush to do because I feel respected and given more than enough elbow room, I will probably talk to them often if not everyday. Because they’ve always respected my privacy and my autonomy both physically and emotionally. If you want an independent and fictional child trusting them and giving them their space will do you many more favours than not.

meanwhile, my parents…

• password protected my computer so i had to get permission every time i wanted to use it
• put a passcode lock on our pantry so we couldn’t eat without permission
• regularly checked our internet browsing history
• shut off the internet at regular intervals, including when i needed it for university homework
• did monthly checks of our bank statements and would confiscate money if they didn’t approve of our activities

in response, i went behind their backs and opened a new bank account, got a secret job, bought my own groceries, and used the wifi from the school across the street. they didn’t succeed in disciplining me. all they did was force me to distance myself from them.

your children are not your property. they are human beings, and they deserve basic human rights.

borderlinetraumatized :

reblog and put in the tags at what age mental illness started affecting you

artofmaquenda :

artofmaquenda :

artofmaquenda :

artofmaquenda :

artofmaquenda :

I’m so happy with my opossum felt ornaments! All handmade and unique designs! ^____^ 

They are decorated with black, white and gold paint and have a little piece of wire in the tail so it’s easy to hang them! :D

I will be selling them through my Twitter first, so if you’re interested, please go there: https://twitter.com/ArtOfMaquenda

I finished a new and last batch of opossum ornaments for this year! <3

WHELP…I’m really sorry guys, it looks like I sold out already! (I honestly can’t believe it, but my family robbed the opossums from me XD) 

I can’t believe this and I want to thank you all so much for supporting me and liking and even buying my works, even my little crafts..;_; this means so much to me…<3 <3 <3

Look what my friend Artlan made! XD

The opossum ornaments I made last year! I don’t have time to make these again this month, I’m just too busy and I’m sad about that..but hopefully I can make them again next year and not specifically for the Holidays! :D

incorrectborhapquotes:

Roger in the recovery room at the hospital: you call it a near-death experience, I call it a vibe check from God

Brian: [smacks him in the head]