50 days done!

jason: do u see me as a father figure, nico??
nico: i see you as a BOTHER figure ‘cause yOU’RE ALWAYS BOTHERING ME

this is honestly the dumbest thing i’ve ever doodled

  • Me: Cassandra Allegra Portia Calogera Filomena *disgusted noise* Pentaghast Potter, you were named after the bravest woman I ever knew
  • Child: You named me after a video game character with twenty middle names, one of which is a sound effect and not an actual name
  • Me: THE BRAVEST WOMAN I EVER KNEW

*50/100 days of productivity*

 7.3.16//  Goodbye Huck Finn, Welcome Modernism
- currently working on F.S. Fitzgerald “the great Gatsby” -
 Next stop in the “waste land”, afternoon tea with Sir T.S.Eliot ( desperately faking British origins)

Done Left Here
Mississippi Fred McDowell
Done Left Here

I looked at the sun, baby, it was gettin’ low
I looked at my baby, she was standin’ in her door

You remember the day you drove me from your door?
If I hadn'a loved you, I wouldn'a come here no more

I’m gonna hitch up my buggy, I’m gonna saddle up my black mare
I’m gonna find my companion anywhere, anywhere, anywhere

Star-Lord’s Journal

Day 40: AGH!!!! Gamora drives me so crazy!!! I like her so much and I don’t know why!!!!!! We’ve got this weird thing going on where we argue a lot but still…get each other? I think I told her about David Hasselhoff when I was drunk the other day? And now she’s a little nicer to me because of it…the tension is CRAZY!!!

She catches herself just in time before bursting out with a laugh at his writing, so she doesn’t wake him up.

(Alternatively, the one where Gamora can’t help herself and skims through Peter’s journal, looking back on the beginning of their relationship.)

Starmora Week 2017, Day 7: Unspoken

(read on ao3 or ffn) // (read prev. starmora week 2017 works here!!)

Gamora wakes up with a shiver, trying to pull her blanket more tightly around her shoulders. She takes in her surroundings for a moment; she’s in her bed with Peter, though all of the blankets are wrapped around her (admittedly, this is usual; she can’t help that she gets cold easily) and he’s not actually lying down with her. She then realizes she’s not even sleeping on a pillow, but Peter’s lap, and when she looks up at his form slumped back against the wall adjacent to their bed, he’s snoring softly.

She shifts a little, causing his hand to slide down her arm. Over the soft sounds of the distant machinery in the Milano, the horrifyingly heavy rain outside makes itself apparent, filling Gamora’s ears quickly. She sighs, settling her head back on Peter’s thigh. The downpour had started while they were in the middle of their errands that day, and once Gamora had finished getting what she needed with Peter, they decided to return to the Milano to get out of the crazy weather while the rest of the team finished their own errands.

Thanks to her body mods, she doesn’t really get sick, but she’s never been particularly good in low temperatures, especially when moisture is involved. Sure, she can handle it enough to get whatever job she’s tasked with done with no complaints, but it’ll take her a little longer to warm up afterward than other species—even Terrans.

(Peter likes to hold it over her. She pretends to hate him for it until he offers up all of their blankets to her; then, he is suddenly not completely insufferable.)

Somehow returning to the Milano to dry off—they’d been soaked enough that her hair stuck to her face while Peter’s hair turned a much darker shade all together—turned into cuddling in bed, which quickly turned into sleeping.

She considers grabbing her comms to check in with the others, because she’s not really sure how much time has passed, but when she hears Rocket yell from the other side of the ship, followed by Mantis shushing him, well, that answers that. She then debates waking Peter to let him know they’re clear to leave, but even just another glance up at his face drowns the willpower from her. He’s sleeping a little too nicely for someone who’s sitting up, in her opinion, but her attention is then grabbed by something else.

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600 pages of math in 50 days

So, here’s a little update on my “600 pages of math in 50 days”. I’m almost done working this summer, which means more time for studying. Yey! 

Today is day #14 (26.06.17)
I’ve reached page 251, more than 1 third done! 

⬇︎ My plan for the summer and my progress for day #1-13 ⬇︎

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[in Xixi’s mind]


Zhan Zhengxi one: painting sure is fun.

Zhan Zhengxi two: you know what else is fun? Killing your best friend.

Zhan Zhengxi one: that doesn’t sound fun at all, Zhan Zhengxi.


Zhan Zhengxi two: well, how would you know?! All you do is play basketball, Zhan Zhengxi.

Zhan Zhengxi three: I think Zhan Zhengxi is right. We should branch out in our hobbies, Zhan Zhengxi.

Zhan Zhengxi two: oh shit! Zhan Zhengxi, Jian Yi stopped talking. He wants you to respond. Say something, stupid!

Zhan Zhengxi (aloud): I wasn’t thinking about killing you.

Jian Yi: aw, thank you!

On September 16th, 2012, I began my journey with Doctor Who, and today I have finished all of Classic Who! Through it and Tumblr, I have met so many awesomely wonderful people and I’ve been inspired to make my art better! I also found the TPC and I couldn’t be happier to be a part of it. I’m really glad I gave this show a chance ♥ Now onward to Big Finish!