and that isn't the way i wanted


                                               “I m i s s you”

                                               “I’m right here”

               “The way we were.I wish we could have a do over”

She’s the betta half of the two

And finally, that Amarantha portrait :)

✨ HAPPY NEW YEAR~!! (belated, sorry)

Even if 2016 was quite crappy, i want to tHANK YOU ALL♡ bc you made my days happier and brighter  (人 ▽ 〃 ). REALLY, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT♡. Hope this year will be wonderful for you all✨, full of beautiful memories and good things ~ and all your otps become canon this year. LOVE YOU SOOOOO MUCH!! HAPPY 2017, EVERYBODY!!  ♡  ♡  ♡

Two sides of the same coin

Arthur Pendragon & Merlin Emrys
The once and Future King & the greatest Sorcerer to ever walk the Earth

The last days mark my re-obsession with Merlin and here we are, I drew something. Funny to compare this accidental piece with the old one of these two (klick) from 2013.

  • Mendel: *takes a deep breath*
  • Mendel: i lo-
  • anyone who has spent five seconds around him ever: yes, you love Trina, we know, you love Trina so much, she's the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Trina, we KNOW , you love Trina you fucking love Trina ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE TRINA. WE GET IT.
No Place Like Home

The future is a different country. Sometimes it’s hard to find home. 

A What If Peggy (with the Serum) was in the ice with Steve AU (Steggy Secret Santa gift for @bisexualhayesmorrisons)

Note: This is… slightly more melancholy in tone than I’d really intended, especially at the beginning, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Also, this is not compliant with Peggy’s backstory in S2.

“I’ve gotta put her in the water,” Steve said, looking at her as she fiddled with the radio, trying to get someone on the line.

She didn’t acknowledge the words. She focused on the panel in front of her, but her shoulders were tense and the red nails of her empty hand bit into her palm. They had both looked at the instruments panel. It didn’t take fluency to know that whatever Schmidt had pressed earlier had locked them on course to New York. There wasn’t any choice, and they both knew it. The plane had to go down, and the only way to accomplish that now was to do it manually.


She looked over at him, her hair mussed and falling in her eyes after the fighting with Schmidt. She watched him with resignation for a moment. She’d always known there was the possibility that they might not live to see the end of the war, but right now it was overwhelming. She sighed and went still, when Steve reached out to take her hand, gently pressing his gloved fingers against her clenched ones, prompting her fingers uncurling to wrap tightly around his. Some of the tension ebbed away from her frame, but there was a fear there that wouldn’t be assuaged with a mere touch.

“If I could just find the bloody frequency-” Peggy grumbled, adjusting the radio panel with her free hand. There was a pop and crackle before static.

“I’m sorry, Peggy.”

She sighed. “I know.”

Ice stretched across the horizon, a white blanket. There was a moment of regret and pain for all the things neither of them would get to see now. All those plans and promises they’d both acknowledged but never quite made were going to end here in the cold. When Steve let go of her hand to take hold of the stick, Peggy laid her hand on top of his and nodded.

Together, they pushed, sending the plane careening down toward the ice below.

“I guess we won’t make that dance after all,” Steve said, looking at her. He laughed, a sad chuckle that sent a lance through her heart. “Probably for the best, I would have hated to step on your toes.”

Peggy was tempted to laugh. Of all the things for him to worry about- even if it was for nothing. “Far worse things have happened to me than you stepping on my toes, Steve.”

He smiled sadly. “We could have had the band play something slow.”

Peggy woke gasping, a sharp prickle running across her skin like needles. It was a feeling of ice in her veins. She had dreamed of the crash before, the feeling of the wind and the cold and the searing pain that followed. It was never the same twice, sometimes she dreamed of other horrors: of the Schmidt’s red skull laughing as the plane went down in flames and the feel of blood pooling at her feet and covering her hands.

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They all looked so happy in this frame! ( ´o ωo`)c


I’ll give them shelter like you’ve done for me x

I thought that the lyrics to Shelter matched really well to Keith and Shiro in regards to the season 2 trailer…… but then I got carried away and made a wholeass AU out of it kinda??

anonymous asked:

I love seb tbh. I love how he made a political statement with one short clip that he posted without even explaining it. I love how he gets white washing and how he gets angry when his costars get asked sexist questions. He's so good.

A little reminder!

I just want you guys to know that this is a “safe blog”. Hate is not welcomed here nor sent in any way! You can always come to me, literally any time, if you need to vent, ask something or just talk. I’m not here to “get noticed” nor to gain followers and become “famous” in the community: I’m here to have fun, get to know awesome people (I’m lucky enough to be able to name a few names already!) and make silly stuff - and by the way, thank you so much for the constant support you guys have been giving me in the past three months, you are amazing! :D 
I’ve already said this once but I’ll say it again: I don’t bite. My ears and my heart are always open to anyone who needs to tell me or ask me anything or just wants to give me feedback on my posts (’cause I’m not the type of person who thinks “oh gosh, my posts are awesome, I’m so perfect, ADORE ME!” :P)!

Thank you for your attention, have a nice day and to all my new followers: you’ll regret following m-I MEAN, welcome!!! :D

- Mariel


Do you know what DYAD’s done to her? What she’s become?
                                                       Back on your feet again thanks to Ira’s help.

DAY SEVEN: Hallways

WELL… i’m a little late on this one. but whatever! 

FINAL DAY! EXCEPT NOT REALLY! a story about a world where soulmates are connected through their dreams by hallways. soulmates can pass through these hallways, but to their mates, they’ll always appear invisible in this dreaming world unless they’ve met once in the waking world. max and johnny are in this one.

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Okay so everyone is freaking out over this new potential alien ally “love interest” and everyone thinks it’s a girl for some reason but tbh we don’t know. To me tho the body looked more like that of a male. But anyways my point is we don’t know who this person is. The only thing we know is Keith looked at them differently now if it’s a good way or a bad way, we still don’t know but that tells me that this person will have a strong relationship with him, could be familial (in my opinion this is most likely) could be romantic, could be platonic. What we do know is that the Voltron crew has been keeping watch on the fandom and acknowledges our Galra Keith theories. Maybe my memory fails me but I remember them mentioning something along the lines of that. Basically what I’m saying is Dreamworks knows the importance of LGBT representation and this crew does as well considering they made Gobber openly gay in HTTYD2 and are the people that brought us Korrasami in Lok. Don’t assume they’re going to go the heteronormative route everytime a new character is introduced but we shouldn’t expect anything either because really, they don’t owe us anything. Now all that said I’m pretty sure this character has a familial relationship with Keith. And if not please don’t tear him or her down just cause they’re not Lance. I have faith in the writers and creators.

(Also of this guy is a dude and is his love interest we still get gay Keith and if not we have to accept the choice of the writers. It’s their decision how they do it and we have to be respectful of that.)