and my hair looks really red


Okay so it has been established that the lions are sentient like they’ll go running off to rescue their paladins etc. And as we all know Keith is a impulsive baby who needs rescuing a lot and so Red is the one to be shown as the most sentient. So now I’m just picturing Keith lying on Red, ranting about Lance and how his stupid eyes are so pretty and his hair looks so soft and how he looks so good when arguing. And then I’m picturing Red recording these rants and then one day when both boys are in the hangers with their lions, the recordings play. Keith looks like he’s about to faint and Lance looks torn between laughing or kissing him. Then Blue joins in. And then there are these two mortified paladins, yelling at the Lions of Voltron, faces bright red and refusing to look at each other. And then they run away and both Blue and Red find this unacceptable.

So then the next time Keith is in the hanger with his lion Red traps him under a paw or something. And Keith yells a lot and naturally Lance hears him and comes to find him. He frees Keith and then leans against Blue like “haha you needed me to come save you.” Keith glares at him but is blushing because “omfg what if Red plays those recordings again?” And so they just stand there and then (of course) Blue lifts her foot and Lance falls on his ass. 

Keith is in hysterics until Red pushes him over and he falls on Lance. They blush a lot and then confess. When they leave, to go make out, Blue and Red high five each other. They keep the recordings though. Next time everyone is in the hanger and it’s not an emergency, the recordings play. Hunk and Allura think it’s the most adorable thing ever. Coran is just chill about it. Pidge and Shiro are ready to tease Keith and Lance about this forever….right after they stop yelling at their lions about betrayal…

b0yhaveidied  asked:

im really curious about how taako looks in your style :0

i havent drawn taako before so im not super clear on how to draw him?? 

i hope these are acceptable spicy tacos i couldnt pick a hair colour


okay how about this…..what about the GOOD outfits from 2016, huh? there were A LOT of those! like of course there are two sides on the whole “rebellious bleachella phase” but there were high points too it like this courageous look

now as a person who normally isnt a fan of any sort of animal print (it’s tacky and i really wish people would stop trying to make it a thing) she hella pulled this off and the red lipstick capped it off with the poppin’ hair. you gotta admit, she did that.

she also worked the bleachella well with other looks like this one that was nice and simple. always love her open back shiiizzzzzzz

but with bleachella she also pulled off one of my fave looks and personas and that’s Boyfriend Taylor….yes bitch she came out to play and it was beautiful

she really killed it with the ripped jeans and it’s simple as hell but how can you not love when she rocks things that are actual like attainable looks? like these ripped jeans too

and even this Boyfriend Taylor look. like im not even sure if it’s from 2016 but it deserves recognition because….well……bruh


and everybody has a soft spot for taylor in workout clothes or taylor in a beanie so dont try to act like this didnt happen either

THEY’RE ALL SO CASUAL AND EASY BUT SHE MAKES THEM LOOK AMAZING! let’s not forget about her simple denim overalls either!

like y’all she truly honestly looked like a normal human being in that white long sleeve. but there were other times when Cut Throat Taylor came out to play and you couldnt deny she looked hot af. anybody remember Meredith from the Parent Trap?

and how she did all white just as easily as she did all black in heels higher than Wiz Khalifa

gaaaaaawd the all black during this week was such a fucking time like remember the unveiling of the choker phase??????……set me on fire.

she even killed the all black when she had that stacked up girls night out… know the one…..the transparent top one

like okay fuck it up i guess. she had some great night life looks too like let’s not forget when everyone suddenly remembered she had karlie in her life and taylor was stomping around nyc lookin like a slut for The Tall and The Fall.

but you cant get stuck on poppin’ bright looks like this though and expect them to be what she sticks with because then she snaps your neck with shit like innocent sweet baby

and even more innocent sweet baby

and of course she like easily dives into her natural instinct aka La Prep with her gentle housewife looks like when she was on tour and no, not the tour youre thinking about

you gotta admit that yellow dress with the blue shoes was one for the books fam. she strutted through the streets of rome just as easily as she strutted onto the Vanity Fair red carpet with The Look….and im truly disappointed it’s been forgotten so easily

and remember the flash tat stunt she pulled at Drake’s function?


and because this girl works out just as much as she works my nerves, please enjoy my fave simple gym looks because she demolished those too


and i had to save these for last because they were my fave date looks from a time we shall not speak of (mostly because i would like to hang onto the bit of sanity i have left)

cant forget when she didnt have on so much clothing too

Originally posted by johnreads


one gifset per chapter

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone - Chapter 12

He looked in the mirror again. A woman standing right behind his reflection was smiling at him and waving. He reached out a hand and felt the air behind him. If she was really there, he’d touch her, their reflections were so close together, but he felt only air - she and the others existed only in the mirror. 

She was a pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did. 

Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection. 

“Mum?” he whispered. “Dad?“ 

They looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry’s knobbly knees - Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.

My Amontillado

Hi my name is Montressor and I have long ebony black hair with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Edgar Allan Poe (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Roderick Usher but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m really mad at this guy Fortunato cause he’s such a prep. He’s also really full of himself, and I’m totally gonna get revenge on him. I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I keep all of my wine in a deep dark cellar in the catacombs. I love hardware stores and I buy all my bricks from there. For example today I bought a bunch of bricks and mortar and a trowel. I was walking through a party. It was the middle of carnival season at dusk, and everyone was really drunk which I was very happy about. A lot of preps stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

“Hey Montressor!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…. Fortunato!

“Want to come down to my cellar and try out some Amontiallado?” I asked.

“Sure.” he said shyly.

My version of the next gen. “Red hair and hand me down clothes.” Doesn’t apply anymore.


Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Mark

Rating: PG-13ย 

Word Count: 4,448

Summary: On a night out with your friends, you accidentally text the wrong number for advice. The guy on the other end of the phone is abrupt, harsh and kind of an ass - but he also happens to be right. Which explains why you keep texting him. Right?

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Jade Harley Style Rating

Sprite- The teeth are good, and I like how round her glasses are. My main criticism is that Andrew Hussie has no idea how long hair looks, and thinks it has the ability to stick up in cowlicks. A possible save for this is Jade Harley has no idea how long hair looks, and thinks she is supposed to cut it so a portion sticks up in cowlicks. 3/10

Ghost- Jade, with a spiderweb skirt, and suddenly light hair and features looks like a mere imprint upon the world, anchored in reality only by the heavy red box in her right hand 6/10

Gun- This is a fantastic Jade. Good coloring, and shapes. This Jade is my friend but could also kill me. 12/10

Soft and Likable Protag - this is also a really great Jade. Her hair has gone back to black,, as it should be, and the shapes look really good. 10/10

Replacement- replaces the sprite eventually, and looks a lot better. Good black hair and and short hands, but lacking in some good teeth. 6/10

Doesn’t Bite- please pet dog 8/10

Children’s Moral Programs-  feel like this Jade, with her sad and droopy ears, is going to teach me a lesson about friendship. 5/10

:0 - This style has good shapes and poses; points for that skirt staying where it should be. 7/10

Replacement Replacement- the evolved version of the replacement, with longer fingers, and twice as many ears. 6/10

A Less Moral Focused Kid’s Movie- rated G, pure and innocent, with a bit of a weird plot. 6/10

Soft- Great shapes and soft coloring. 8/10

Queen- not a troll, but has those pointies sticking up from her head, and would make a good ruler. Simple shapes and a lil smile 9/10

Pushing his buttons 2 || D.H

A/N: So many of my lovely readers wanted a second part and since I have totally fallen for university!dan I was 100% up for that. A lot of dialogue again btw.

Word Count: 1.3K

POV: Reader


Originally posted by ddanisnotamazing

“I just have to stop myself, okay?!” Dan shouted.

“Stop yourself from what!?”

“Stop myself from fucking pushing you against the next wall and kissing the living shit out of you!”

I felt the heat rush to my cheeks.

“I-What?!” I stuttered looking up at Dan unbelievingly. Did I really hear that correctly? His words filled my entire body with excitement as quickly as the most effective drug in the world

He pressed his eyes shut for a few seconds in order to collect himself.

“Look just forget about what I said.” Dan told me, the tip of his ears was red from embarrassment.

He sheepishly ran his hand through his messy hair and took a step back from me.

I felt my heart sink. What did he mean? How was I meant to forget about the jump my heart did as reaction to what he had admitted earlier.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Dan insisted, swallowing hard.

“You better go now.” He added, staring at the floor to avoid eye contact.

I raised my eyebrows and shot him a confused look.

“I bet Brandon is waiting for you at the party.” Dan muttered with a hint of angriness back in his voice.

I was irritated.

“Can we please forget about Brandon?!” I snapped, tired of talking about him. It felt like we were completely ignoring the elephant in the room.

“I thought you wanted to sleep with him tonight?” Dan questioned with a little smirk now that he had won our little argument.

“I just wanted to tease you. You freaking deserved it, Howell! And I still meant the rest that I said.” I exclaimed annoyed.

Dan looked relieved to find out that I had no intention to actually have sex with Brandon, but his face fell as I opened my mouth again.

“Can we talk about the ‘I want to kiss you’ thing now?” I asked, getting impatient.

“How often do I have to tell you to forget about it?” Dan hissed. He was being defensive.

“What if I can’t and don’t want to forget about it?” I challenged him, raising my voice.    

“I shouldn’t have said that, Y/N.” He stressed as he tried to remain calm.

“Why did you say then!?” I couldn’t deny that he got my frustrated and confused. I didn’t like the feeling I felt in my stomach region at all.

“I-Look, I-“ Dan stammered, not being able to find the right words.

“Did you mean it?” I croaked. This was all or nothing.

“That doesn’t matter, Y/N.” Dan avoided my question while scratching the back of his head. His eyes were filled with sadness as he was trying to look at everything but me.

“Stop being so complicated! Why wouldn’t it matter, Dan?!” I couldn’t stop myself from screaming. Why did he have to make things more difficult than they already were.

“Because whether or not I meant what I said it shouldn’t change things!” Dan explained, not being able to stop his voice from getting louder.

“But I want them to change things, Dan. They should change things, okay?” I admitted, taking a step towards him. I couldn’t believe I was finally saying this.

“Y/N…-“Dan bit his lip, stopping himself from continuing.

“I need your honest answer: Did you mean it?” I intensely eyed him while my heart was nearly jumping out of my chest.

“What if I did? It would change -“Dan started, staring directly into my eyes. The mellow brown of his iris glistened.

“Everything” I finished his sentence for him. “Dan, I have had a crush on you since I started high school.” I finally adhered to my feelings for him. I was biting my bottom lip out of nervousness.

I could hear Dan swallow heard and he started breathing heavily. There was surprise written all over his face. I caught a little smile play with the corners of his mouth but his delighted expression soon turned into a stern one again.

“Y/N, this just can’t change things.” Dan stated seriously, crushing all my hopes.

“So, you didn’t mean it. You don’t like me.”

It wasn’t really a question. I was just facing the hurtful truth. Honestly, I felt humiliated standing in front of Dan in my party dress after admitting that I was totally into him.

“I- I didn’t say that, okay.”

I had barely heard what he said, because I was too devastated to listen to him anymore, but at his words my bowered head shot up again. My hope was higher than ever before.

“Why are you acting like this then?” I wanted to know.

Dan stayed silent for a moment before he answered.

“Because I- we shouldn’t be more than friends, okay?!” Dan got louder, but he wasn’t angry at me, he was angry at himself.

“Who said that?” I queried in frustration.

I said that!” Dan shouted as his hands turned into fists.

“Why would you say that?!”

I was getting slightly mad at him. He was confusing and not making any sense.

“Listen, when I first met you, you were five and I was eight. You just started going to primary school and our parents asked me to look after you, be your friend and show you around.” Dan started explaining himself.

“I don’t see why this is relevant…” I quietly interrupted him.

“Let me finish first, Y/N. I remember that we became great friends after that and you cried the day I left primary school because you still had a few years without me left?” Dan smiled a little before he continued.

“When you started going to high school and you were really nervous on your first day, our parents asked me to look after you, be your friend, show you around and protect you from stupid boys. And I’m afraid that if I push you against this wall right there behind you and freaking kiss you I will be exactly one of those stupid boys.”

After a short silence his words had sunken in. My heart was racing again. All of this, because he was too caring?



“Just kiss me.”

A smirk was playing with my lips as I took another step towards him. He got nervous at how close we were and clearly wanted to back away, but he had lost all control over his body.

“Y/N.. I- Your parents trusted me when they let you stay here. I don’t know what they would say if they found out that we uh we-” he stuttered with hot pink cheeks and didn’t finish his sentence.

“I’m eighteen, Dan. And my parents totally love you.”

“Still… I’m not the flawless and good boy they think I am.” Dan warned me, probably thinking about his wild university lifestyle.

“I know. And I like that.” I smirked, shamelessly flirting with him.


“Dan” I cautioned teasingly still smiling. “Kiss m-“

Before I could end my sentence Dan closed the distance between us, making my heart explode with excitement. His large hands gripped my hips as he forcefully but carefully pushed me against the white wall behind us. I could feel his fast heartbeat as his chest was pressed against mine.

His breath fanned my neck, making my inside tingle. In the matter of a second his soft lips crashed down on mine and they were suddenly moving against each other in complete sync. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips soft and hungry at the same time.

We couldn’t get enough of each other, but we had to break apart to catch our breaths.

“I should have done this way sooner.” Dan panted as he eagerly went in for another kiss.  

“God, I would have killed Brandon for doing exactly what I am doing right now.” I heard Dan whisper under his breath and as I giggled he added something that sounded much like “Let’s get you out of this dress. It has been messing with me all evening.”

Joker Imagine : Dancing

Anonymous said:

Can you do a story where the reader is a pretty girl at J’s club and he sees her, approaches her and just dances with her because he is really interested in her?

Originally posted by iyikiyoksun

Originally posted by lovers-of-edm

Joker’s P.O.V.

Once again I found myself in my own club, sitting in my special seat surrounded by other criminals. They were here because I wanted to discuss a heist. Frost, my most trusted henchman stood further away holding his beloved gun close to his chest. People were enjoying themselves, dancing and drinking like there was no tomorrow. I kept a tough face on and looked through the people, most of them being women tonight.

Everything seemed normal. It took me a little while until I realized that I was wrong. There was one girl who caught my eye, which I thought was hard. I grabbed the cone a little harder and kept my gaze on this girl. Her H/C hair was curled a little bit and she had really classy make-up, red lipstick and black around her eyes. Who knows what that makeup was called, but I knew it was supposed to be sharp. She was really beautiful.

 The tight dark red dress was fitted on her lovely body just perfectly. She also wore a golden necklace around her neck and I think I saw a bracelet as well. Too bad I couldn’t see down her knee since a table was awfully in the way. I had ignored the man next to me who has talking about the heist because of this girl. Suddenly I stood up and put a smirk on my face.

‘’Hey J where are you going?’’ The man asked me with a rather bossy voice. I turned around and faced him. ‘’To spend my time with something more important’’ I spoke sassily and watched how he fell silent. ‘’Frost will you lead these kind gentlemen out?’’ I looked at Frost. ‘’Through the backdoor’’ I added which had a special meaning. If I asked Frost to do that, it meant that he’d kill them. Frost nodded and made me the men follow him. 

Great, now I could approach little miss beautiful over the dance floor. I walked over slowly and tried to figure out which song was played, also being mixed by the DJ. I soon recognized it to be ‘International love’ by Pitbull or something. The girl in red swung her hips in the rhythm and I saw a pretty smile on her face. People glanced at me wide eyed and some moved further away, but she didn’t even notice me, yet.

Suddenly when she turned around, she faced me. Her eyes were E/C and really mysterious. Instead of backing off, she got closer to me and tried to make me dance. I smiled and took the hint. Although I wasn’t sure which dance moves were the most impressive, the music got to me and I started to dance with this beauty. It made me glad. Yes I was a criminal, I killed people, I robbed people, I did awful things, but I still knew how to have a little fun.

The girl turned around and swung her hips close to my crotch. I put my hands on her hips  and giggled quietly. Her arms were in the air and after a while she turned around. She was really close to me. ‘’What’s your name?’’ I asked her over the music. The girl bit her bottom lip sexily and grabbed my tie. Risky behaviour, but I’d spare her life because she was so beautiful. ‘’Do you really want to know that Mr.J?’’ She purred and pulled me closer by my tie. What a little beast.

‘’Well it would be fair since you know mine’’ I noted and then placed my hands on her hips again, helping her with the rhythm. The girl put her hands on my chest and playfully clawed me, but not hard. ‘’You gotta work for it’’ She teased me. Suddenly she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned her face closer to mine. Did she have any idea of what I could do to her?

‘’I noticed that you looked at me J’’ She admitted to me, her lips nearly brushing against my ear. I saw a wall close so I turned us around so she was against the wall and I was in front of her. Instead of getting scared, the girl giggled and kept dancing. ‘’I like you, I’m Y/N’’ She finally told me. Y/N. Well I liked her name. ‘’That’s a good girl’’ I smiled happily.

‘’Come on J let’s go crazy’’ She encouraged me, eagerly wanting to go back to the dance floor. I looked at the drunk and sweaty people who weren’t so good at dancing. ‘’Fine-’’ I opened my mouth, but she cut me off. ‘’I’ll challenge you to a dance off’’

Oh boy


just take my money already

I had a dream last night that I was playing this post-apocalyptic game where all of the people except you and your crew were turned into horrifying monsters

The way the game worked was it would open to you and your Cool Group of Angsty Survivors and their base is taken over by the monsters. So the whole point of the game is to survive long enough to get to another safe place.

You have four people in a team and you all just. Line up side to side and go in a straight line. You have one gun that does a set amount of damage (other weapons are available instead of a gun and some are pink and sparkly)

The monsters come at you in a straight line and basically, you have to fight them off, walking backwards to make sure you have enough time to beat them

So basically the object of the game would be to figure out how to fight each monster specifically so you go forward more than you go back and make it to a checkpoint

And you’d have this journal you make of every monster you see, with all the info on how to beat them, whether you were the one who fought the monster, or one of the other three players with you

You can play solo, but if three of the four people in your group dies but the fourth one makes it, all four of you can still progress, so single player mode is super hard. Computer players are available but they kinda suck

And as you go along you discover all of the other people have become these monsters, and certain monsters target certain people so there’s only so many monsters you can see on your own

Some monsters may specifically like to target girls over boys. Some may target people under the age of 20. Some may just want to only fight people who have a sparkly pink sword. The more odd the thing is that attracts the monsters, the harder it is to find them

So as you go through the game you have two objectives, get to a safe spot and end the game, or the optional one to keep heading out every day to find new monsters

A good workout...

Beca knew this routine was going to be tough on all of the bellas so she tried to get to the gym each day so she didn’t look as unfit as she really was.

Beca walked into a mirrored room full of different exercise equipment which she had no idea of their use. She spanned around the room and red hair tied in a neat bun caught her eye. The brunette stood staring at the auburn haired girl on her yoga mat for what she thought was a short time before her gaze was broken by a voice.

“Beca?” The voice said “Beca come on, we need to get my lazy fat arse doing something.” It was Amy. She’d seen Beca staring at her perfect team mate and couldn’t help but bump her on the shoulder and give her a, what Amy thought was a seductive, wink.

“Chloe! Look who’s actually in a gym.” Amy said to the red head who lifted herself up and turned to the both of them with her eyes firmly on Beca.

“Well done Amy..” she said half heartedly, with her gaze set on the brunette “Why don’t you go and do some stretches and I’ll be over to help you with choreography”. Amy fumbled away towards the yoga mats and began by attempting to reach her toes.

“So what were you staring at?” Chloe said with a smile.

“Oh nothing..” Beca said, her cheeks turning red, trying to break eye contact with the red head, whom she had had a crush on since the night in the showers.

“Hmm sure” Chloe smirked and winked at Beca. “Right, I need to shower. Care to join?” Chloe was quickly shushed by Beca who was now the same colour as Chloe’s fuchsia shorts. “What? You didn’t have a problem the first time.” She said, biting her lip.

“The first time YOU walked into my shower. I never consented anything!” The brunette retaliated although she knew she wished she had.

“You weren’t uncomfortable though were you?” Chloe said, knowing that she’d seen Beca checking her out (which to be honest would be hard not to). “Come on, Amy will be at least 20 minutes trying to touch her toes. We might as well use this time..”

Her speech was broken off by the brunette tugging at her hand and pulling her to the changing rooms. Beca regretted not consenting to anything with Chloe that night but now, now she would make up for it.

The girls headed towards the changing rooms with Beca’s palms beginning to sweat and Chloe biting her bottom lip - would she get what she wanted that night?

Beca led them both into a cubicle and locked the door shut. She turned to Chloe. Beca was shaking all over desperate for whatever the red head wanted that night in the shower.

Chloe held onto Beca’s face and crashed their lips together. Chloe could feel the heat coming from Beca’s cheeks and she knew how much they both wanted this.

Chloe’s body was on fire as Beca tried to cover every inch of it. Chloe turned her face to the side and lifted her head, a clear invitation for Beca’s lips to meet Chloe’s neck. The red head let out a small groan as the brunette kissed her neck and jawline, then once again pushing their lips together.

Chloe pulled Beca towards her and her hands found their way up her loosely fitting shirt. As her hand reached for her left breast Beca gave out a sharp gasp.. “Chlo..” her speech muffled by her partners lips. Beca could tell that Chloe knew what she was doing and she knew that this is what she wanted.

“I need you to trust me Beca, okay?”

Beca gasped again as she felt Chloe’s hand travel down her stomach.

“Do you trust me?”

“Chlo..” she replied, not being able to make much of a reply at this time.

“That’s not an answer. Do you trust me?” She said softly for the final time.

“Ye - yes” she stuttered as she felt Chloe’s hand slip into her underwear and her fingers began to circle her clit.

“Oh. Oh my god..” she gasped as Chloe’s hand worked quickly. Beca wasn’t able to function and she felt her knees go weak.

Chloe could feel how much Beca had wanted this and sped up her pace which caused the brunette to let out a rather loud moan. Trying to keep in mind of their current position in the public changing rooms, Chloe’s hand that had previously been working on Beca’s breasts, covered her mouth and she tried to shush her.

“Chlo..” Beca moaned and she felt two finger slide down her folds and into her cunt. They began to move in and out slowly at first and then they took up pace whilst the auburn haired girls thumb was rubbing carefully at her clit.

Chloe could feel Beca on the edge of both orgasm and physical collapse. She quickly spun the girls round causing a moan to escape from the brunettes mouth. She sat Beca on the bench and kneeled on the floor herself.

“Beca..” she was met with more moans as her fingers continued to force themselves in and out of the girl. “Becs”, she pulled her fingers out and stopped all motion.

“Chloe..” she said begging for more. “I trust you”

That was all Chloe needed as she pulled Beca’s shorts down over her knees leaving them around her ankles. Beca gave the loudest moan Chloe had heard when her mouth reached into her vulva. Chloe was very careful with all of the movement she made and she could easily tell what Beca liked.

Her tongue began to play at her clit with her fingers in their previous position. Beca’s breathing became shorter and her moans more often until Chloe felt her walls close around her fingers and Beca gave out a loud cry.

They both sat as the brunette regained her breath. Beca sat up after a few minutes to meet Chloe’s gaze.

“Have fun?” Chloe said with a smile.

Beca wasn’t sure how to reply to such a casual question after her 3 month tension had just been released. “Um yeah..” she said, her cheeks going pink.

“We should probably go check on Amy, she’ll probably need to go to the emergency room soon.” Chloe said jokingly.

The girls stood up and before they left Beca turned Chloe round and kissed her fully. “I think I love you..” she said as her speech was met with the red head girl replying “I love you too”

The girls left the changing rooms, hand in hand to find Amy, still trying to touch her toes.

“You too look as if you’ve had a good workout. Where were you? I kept looking for you but I…” she paused as she saw the girls holding hands. “OH. OH MY GOD”

“Yeah..” Chloe said, smiling at her girlfriend.

@fedoracat @kylerinvention

What I really love about Edd, Tom, Matt and Tord is their color schemes.

Edd’s colors obviously have that Earthy/Forest feel to it, with the greens and browns.

Tom’s colors are reminiscent of the ocean, his hoodie being the sea, his pants being the black/dark blue depths and his hair is the sand.

Tord’s colors are fire or lava, depending on how you look at it. Red being the fire/lava and the black being the ashes/charred remains.

Matt’s colors are my absolute favorite. He’s everyone. He has his own hoodie (purple) but he’s wearing a green overcoat (Edd), blue pants (Tom) and black shoes/shirt (Tord).


A little break in drawing Voltron. I still can’t believe I’ve started to play this game.
To be honest I really enjoy the fact that my new favourite meme lord looks so much alike me. I mean, messy red hair, large black-and-yellow glasses, comfy clothes, large headphones - this is pretty much how I look like irl lmao. Another reason to love this character haha
Also, about the screenshot I’ve put under the drawing: I’ve personally laughed way too much at this 707′s sentence since this is exactly what I’ve been thinking during all the prologue lol, guess like phisical looks aren’t the only things we have in common haha

Others from this series:
Jaehee (want to finish her route first)
Jumin (want to finish his route first)

More of my Mystic Messenger drawings: HERE

“I wish that I had a Disney princess or character that I looked up to or related to when I was little.My favourite Disney princess was Ariel but I never really liked her for what she did. I only really liked her because she had pretty red hair and that she was a mermaid. I never really related to her or looked up to her in a different way. But then again I was just a kid and all it matters was that the movie made me happy and I dressed up as Ariel for Halloween and I don’t regret that.”