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I can’t believe we’re having a dance party!  It seems so...silly!

Mini 4: Throw Down!

Avatar is my all time favorite world-wide-dance-competition anime.

Sometimes I wonder if my no interest in having a sexual/romantic relationship comes from me being too invested in fictional characters

anonymous asked:

Today I got to class and my friend looked me over and 1000% seriously said, "I'm not sure it's socially acceptable to wear a plaid shirt and a leather jacket at the same time" it was the most Lydia Martin thing I have ever experienced

Oh my god *cackles*. Did they also give you the look?

I have the worst fashion sense but I say rock that plaid and leather combo, nonnie. 

I have such a weakness for people in plaid…

and leather….

I don’t know about anyone else but I think they go perfectly together…

i woke up to 89 messages!!!!

they were all so kind…and even though i can’t respond to most of them (i wanna keep them <3) know that i did read them and i appreciate every bit of support from each and every one of you!!

even though i am mostly drawing for the zine and my patreon right now, i will try to post some art as well on here when i am able, even though it will take a while. you guys deserve it! thank you for all the wonderful compliments and words of encouragement. 


[…]Invest in Gotham. Treat its people like family, watch over them, and use this money to safeguard them from forces beyond their control. My deepest regret is I will not see you grow into the good man I know you will become. And finally, my son… I ask that you never abandon this city to fate. We have lived through dark days, and no doubt there are more to come. But it is the good and great men who stand up for Gotham when others turn and run… In death, I will love you forever.

pedaling-through-life  asked:

Can you do 11 AoKise?

11. Heat - Still always for @limitlessmonster

“My point,” Aomine calls from across the court as he sinks yet another three just out of Kise’s reach.

Kise pants, lifts his shirt to wipe the sweat from his brow. He catches the way Aomine’s eyes trail downward, the way they stare at the deliberately exposed skin. It’s hot, Kise thinks. It’s hot, his heart is racing, and Aomine has already removed his shirt to combat the heat.

Kise decides to follow suit.

“Oi, what the hell are you doing?”

“It’s too hot!” Kise snaps, whipping his shirt to the side to form a pile with Aomine’s. “C'mon, Aominecchi. The game isn’t over yet.”

As the game progresses, Kise gets closer and closer. He bumps against Aomine, brushes his arm against his skin as he reaches for the ball, bends his ass into Aomine’s hips when he’s trying to prevent him from reaching the ball.

It has the intended effect.

With a nearly animalistic growl, Aomine slaps the ball out of Kise’s hand and wraps an arm around his waist, pulling Kise’s back flush against his chest. “You little shit.” His lips finds the bare, pale skin of Kise’s neck, brushing own the curve to his shoulder to sink his teeth in.

Kise groans.

“You’re damn lucky we have our own basketball court now.”

“Otherwise we’d be putting on a show?” Kise breathes in response, grinding back against Aomine.

“You’d lose your golden boy image.”

“Mmm…” Kise tilts is head back, letting the heat of Aomine’s mouth envelope his own as he groans. “I think I could live with that.”