Stanuary week two: Protect
He might not always be able to be there to protect his brother from bullies, but at least he can keep him from taking their words to heart.

You can see all of my Stanuary entries here.

@darthjak thank you for reminding me about this outfit!  I kept the ask to remind myself and finally got in enough of a drawing mood to get around to it!

For context, I saw [this post] and immediately thought of Sapph!  It works a whole lot better with my human version of her than her gem palette though.


KARAMEL APPRECIATION WEEK || Kara x Mon-El || S02E05 || *loudwhisper* “MON-EL!”


Fucking cartoons these days can’t just have a nice, simple fun-filled plot can they?? NOOOO they have to be full of SOUL PROPHECIES and ILLUMINATI TRIANGLES AND HAVE REALLY LONG HIATUS’ THAT MAKE ME DIE ON THE INSIDE.



I want to marry the son. But I also want to marry the father. Nintendo why must you torment me like this.

the face of the purest, happiest, and most sweetest kitten being interviewed. 


anonymous asked:

for your consideration: poem "The Man to the Angel" by George William Russell (1867–1935). I just encountered this in a book from 1913 that is crumbling in my hands and stopped short as my brain crumbled from destiel. wanted u to know

Well, thanks for that! I found it online. Anyone need a good brain crumbling?

The Man to the Angel

George William Russell (1867–1935)

I HAVE wept a million tears.
Pure and proud one, where are thine?
What the gain, though all thy years
In unbroken beauty shine?

All your beauty cannot win        5
Truth we learn in pain and sighs:
You can never enter in
To the Circle of the Wise.

They are but the slaves of light
Who have never known the gloom,        10
And between the dark and bright
Willed in freedom their own doom.

Think not in your pureness there
That our pain but follows sin:
There are fires for those who dare        15
Seek the throne of might to win.

Pure one, from your pride refrain:
Dark and lost amid the strife,
I am myriad years of pain
Nearer to the fount of life.        20

When defiance fierce is thrown
At the god to whom you bow,
Rest the lips of the Unknown
Tenderest upon my brow.

im literally sobbing about andreil rn. im reading this fic and neil just said to andrew: “you’re very gentle” and i. im combusting i can’t handle this. like there are so many amazing moments in this fic but this part where they’re just kissing and practicing being soft with each other??? being close and just feeling each other next to them???

i’m Never Ever getting over this. you think the shower scene was a revelation? wait until you read this fic. it’s called Trust Fall (And Welcoming Arms) and it’s so good. did i mention it was good? it has neil pov, andrew pov, a look into andrew’s relationship with bee. i’m- i’m Living.

soluscrow  asked:

I don't know if anyone's brought this up yet but. Ghost Artemis who wasn't brought back, who becomes a family guardian of sorts. Young Myles had that monkey toy, and one day he finds a new recorded message on it in Artemis' voice. Beckett's lost things appear on his bed. Parts of the house are kept clean. Shopping lists are updated

Omg please god….this is so painful but pure and i love it. sometimes the family finds rose petals around the house or hyper secure windows left open too….oh man

anonymous asked:

Did you catch that moment when Adele was giving her speech and Hov just closed his eyes in pure pain for his wife not winning that award, shit was sad to watch. Loving the new song tho, has a very unique vibe to it, hopefully the album will be here soon!

The Grammys weren’t made for an artist like Beyoncé. They did the same shit to MJ back in the day. Sadly Black Excellence is scary for a lot of people. White people want to hear themselves in music - LEMONADE was [unapologetically] for Black women.