and you still

Not Lout

Snotlout :’( 

Love the insecurities, and his anxiety, and the pressure his father puts on him and how he’s still struggling to find himself in that messy balance of dad’s approval and changing with the times and fitting in with his peers.

You know what else I love?

Acknowledging that the dragon riders are aware that Hiccup’s going to be chief one day and that they’re looking at how the dynamics in their group are going to shift and where their future lies.

determinedduality submitted:                        

“No Memma, go find Becky”

((Probably out of character but after all the nonsense with Memma and Choco happening lately I just lost control of my pencil.  This was also because I got dared to do it. 

NOT GONNA LIE, I LAUGHED FOR TEN MINUTES AND I COULDNT HELP MYSELF SO

“Where do you see yourself in 10 years?”

me: I see myself living in Monterey California in a this periwinkle blue, one-bedroom beach house. I’m living in jean shorts. I have 80’s-curly hair because I never style it after swimming. I work at a coffee shop. I go running on the boardwalk every morning and I’m learning to surf. I have a Border Collie and a pair of old binoculars to help me spot whales

me: no, actually

me: I’m in a tiny apartment in Edinburgh, and I work at a bookstore. I read all the time. I wear Wellies and turtlenecks. In the evenings, I take literature classes just for fun. I head out to Skye for hiking twice a month. I have a Brittany Spaniel –

me: no

me: I see myself in Northern Italy. I work as a server in a hotel restaurant. The village is busy year-round. I meet all kinds of people and learn Italian fluently. I visit my extended family in the surrounding towns every weekend. I browse Christmas markets in the winter and hike in the Dolomites all summer. I travel to Austria, Croatia, and Slovenia. And Greece. And Spain. I learn to cook authentic Italian meals. I sit on hilltops and read. I drink espresso and wine and I plant a fig tree in my yard. I write a book. And

me: wait

me: so I’m the owner of a bed-and-breakfast in Quebec. 

He never really spoke about her, or them. Whenever her name popped up in a conversation, a look would cross his face and he held back whatever he wanted to say. It wasn’t that he was just heart broken, he missed the memories he’d made with that girl. And I couldn’t blame him. I’d loved him longer than I could ever remember, but.. he fell for someone else, and she replaced the gap I left. I wasn’t angry about this, I just regretted ever letting him go. And I hoped she did too.
—  An excerpt from a book I’ll never write. (#54)
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AFTER A WEEK IT’S DONE-!!!

Someone please throw me a damn pillow, need to sleep <<zzzzzzz>>

SURPRISE @anorha-nono *Throws confetti, balloons and stuff at the wrong direction*, I would love to say something more but my brain is dry

WOOF YA

anonymous asked:

now since you've got the idea in my head, what would scorpius and albus drinking giggle water include?

I think this goes without saying but… giggling. Lots and lots of giggling. They’re going to be ‘drunk’ on their own laughter before the alcohol even hits their bloodstream.


Scorpius is going to start giggling before he’s even tasted it. Albus isn’t surprised at all. He’ll roll his eyes but still offer Scorpius the bottle first. The instantaneous giggle surprises them both. Scorpius slaps both his hands over his mouth and stares at Albus, eyes wide like he hadn’t expected it to actually happen. The sight makes Albus choke on his own sip, and the half giggle half cough that erupts from him only sets Scorpius off again. No giggle water required this time. Eventually, the two stop laughing long enough for Albus to pass the bottle back to Scorpius. The next giggle was expected but it still tickles them both. Albus didn’t think it was possible for Scorpius’s giggles to be any squeakier. Scorpius thinks he’s one to talk, has he heard himself right now??? The bottle is passed back and forth as they lose themselves in laughter. They don’t even know what they’re laughing at anymore. Everything is just. so. funny. Unsurprisingly, they completely lose track of the time…

Their roommates find them in complete hysterics. Scorpius is rolling around on the floor. (The only thing that makes this different from any other night is the empty bottle on Albus’s bed.) Albus is holding his stomach, clearly in pain from all the laughing he’s still doing. He tries to wipe away the tears streaming down his face on the bed curtains but in his drunken state, leans too far over and falls flat onto the floor. The boys of the seventh year dormitory wince but still no one intervenes. They watch as Scorpius “shhh! they’ll see us!” Malfoy finally notices their presence and quickly rolls away under Albus’s bed to ‘hide’ from them. A bewildered (and possibly concussed) Albus looks rather alarmed as he’s suddenly pulled backwards by his ankles under the bed too. A few seconds later there’s a bang as someone smacks their head on the underside of the bed and then an arm emerges. It reaches up, grabs the pillow, and it too disappears under the bed. They decide to leave them to it.

i love ncis: la so much bc like, here are all these giant dudes with guns tryin to save the world and shit, and when one of them is like, [very soft voice] “please leave, i need to be alone with my girl and my feelings,” the others are all, “love is so great” [single tear]. 

itsthechangingoftheseasons  asked:

actually i also request akashi with 3a so we have a painful set (AGAIN, IF THE OTHER IS IN THE PICTURE, GOOD)

3A/3B. (LOOKS BACK AT YOU) HERE You have your painful sET!! \(oAo)/!! Neither of them share the pic with the other, BUT i’d like to think these are related,,,,,, somehow,,

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