anyway reblog this and make me happy :)))

favourite parts of beauty and the beast

  • THE INTRO AND THE WAY IT ZOOMS INTO THE CASTLE AND THE ORIGINAL INTRO MUSIC PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND LIKE FUCK ME UP
  • THE FUCKING SCENERY. LIKE SAME WITH CINDERELLA I HAVE DECIDED THAT THE LIVE REMAKES OF ALL THE DISNEY FILMS ARE THE ABSOLUTE BEST AND IT’S BECAUSE OF THE SCENERY
  • THE CGI IN THIS FILM IS A FUCKING MASTERPIECE OK
  • “trust me ladies…it’s never going to happen”
  • THE BE OUR GUEST SCENE
  • literally lefou. everything about him made this fucking film
  • “i just realised i’m illiterate and i’ve never had to spell it out loud before”
  • ALSO WAS THAT A BI MAN I SPIED WITH MY LITTLE EYE DURING THE “how is your wife” SCENE
  • “are you busy” “no”
  • père robert being a fuckign badass
  • stanley tucci. enough said
  • “i want adventure in the great wide somewhere, i want it more than i can tell” like that whole scene gave me chills the way she’s standing on the top of the hill and you can see down into all the little valleys it’s so magical
  • THE DESIGN OF THE CASTLE LIKE IT WAS SO ASTOUNDING I COULD BARELY BREATHE
  • IAN FUCKING MCKELLEN
  • “please turn back into a clock. please turn back into a clock”
  • EMMA THOMPSON LADIES AND GENTLEMEN
  • when belle says that her favourite shakespeare play is rom and jules and the beast is like “why is that not a surprise”
  • THE LIBRARY SCENE
  • “was that a joke? are you making jokes now?”
  • gaston talking to himself in the mirror
  • “you are the most gorgeous thing i’ve ever seen. nobody deserves you” same buddy same
  • “i’m not done with you yet” “me neither”
  • CHIP. IS. THE. SWEETEST
  • belle throwing a snowball at the beast and he’s just like “right” and fuckign decks her
  • THE WHOLE MRS. POTTS AND LEFOU SCENE
  • “we’re in a bad place right now” “you’re too good for him anyway”
  • THE TALE AS OLD AS TIME SCENE WHEN THE LIGHTS COME DOWN FROM THE CIELING FUC K ME UP
  • “happy place, gaston, happy place”
  • “the widows!” “oh, the widows”
  • “are there any other tasteless demands you wish to make upon my artistry?” “no, that’s it”
  • garderobe changing the three thugs and one of them looking fucking fabulous
  • LEFOU AND THE THUG DANCING AT THE BALL
  • “have you ever considered growing a beard?”
  • HIS FUCKING GROWL AT THE END

me @ myself: u are a lovely young woman! you are a catch! anyone would be lucky to have you! your loneliness and pain won’t last forever! you will get your happiness one day, you deserve it!

myself @ me: 

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Happy birthday, Senka!

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(they pronouns)
um. i got a new jacket and i think it makes me look like a suuuuper gay (and autistic) lesbian…am i right?

anyway happy lesbian visibility day to all you lovely lesbians but especially to my fellow NB ones! 🌈💜💯

The Sirens’ Song

summary: it’s a pirate’s life for Washington and the crew, who run one of the most highly-feared pirate ships on the ocean. Struck by a recent tragedy and a new recruit they navigate the seas in an attempt to continue what they do best: pirating. When they are faced with the impossible task of choosing between loyalty to the crew and finding again what they once lost, will they make the right choice?  

words: 3,068

a/n: hey, everyone! I had this wild idea for a PIRATE/MERMAID AU so here I am because, of course, I have nothing better to do than start another series, right (yikes)?? Anyways, I am pretty happy with how chapter one turned out and I’m pretty pumped about it! Please let me know what you think, feedback would be greatly appreciated, and if you liked it, be sure to reblog so other people can read TSS too! :) 

tags: if you want to be tagged in upcoming chapters, shoot me an ask!

dedication: @sinmineral for helping me write this at 4AM last night lmfao thx my dude


The wind roars as the waves whip across the ship and soak the deck in a freezing, salty spray. The crew slides into the masts, frantically pulling at riggings and trying to navigate the ship around the storm.

“Someone needs to tend to the port-side mast! NOW!”

“On it, Captain!”

The crew is like a well-oiled machine. We trust our captain and obey orders without question. There is hardly an opportunity to panic because we synchronize so well.

The water begins to calm as we sail forward, the boat rocking back and forth dangerously fast over the remaining waves.

“Ahh,” the captain sighs with a small smile, letting go of the rigging that controls the largest sail. “Well done, everyone. It seems we’ve seen the worst of it for now.”

The crew and I give a small cheer, but we do not get too hasty—we still are not completely free of the bumpy waters.

“Should be smooth sailing from here on out, Captain Washington,” the lookout calls from the crow’s nest, putting away a spyglass.

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Listen, I hate having a physical form as much as the next guy, but being blonde makes it a little easier

(They/them)

blog rates!!

so i hit 1.5k yesterday (i love oyu all . so much skjfh),, anyway who’s up for some Aesthetic Blog Rates™??

rules:

🌹mbf me
🌹follow my anime blog or my kpop blog (or both if ur feeling extra lovely)
🌹reblog this post
🌹send me an ask with something that makes you happy!!

blacklist #shreya rates blogs if you dont want these crowding your dash 

format under the cut :)

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honestly sometimes I just sit around and think about my identities 

sometimes I love defining every facet of myself, cataloging the way I relate to gender and sexuality and romance

and sometimes i feel nebulous and rebellious and I just feel so thankful that I can call myself queer without compromising any bit of myself

queer is a positive, revolutionary, unifying word that links us to a long tradition of nonconformance and radical existence 

and i love being part of the queer community

anyway it just makes me happy 

don’t tag this “q slur” 

Hiccstrid’s moments are great! I am happy people somehow find the way to gif fave scenes!!! I am so busy to make posts (gifs) and also I don’t have the show with the good quality (1080p) yet. soooo I’will try to keep reblogging of course all spoilers!!!!!!!!!!! ALL SPOILERS !! and tagging them :) Kiss scenes are amazing! I can’t stop looking at them.. I want to see it again and again and again and AGAIN…omg I am a ship trash! 

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i hope you’re having a happy tdov! (he/they pronouns)

 i was going to make this post celebrating how i’d just gotten my first T shot this week, but due to gatekeeping bullshit, that’s been postponed and made less accessible to me. so i figured i’d post instead about gatekeeping and how it’s absolute horsecrap. 

making medical transition less accessible is actively harming trans people. the doctors shouldn’t have final say over what gets to happen to my body and i shouldn’t have to jump through a million hoops in order to start hrt

i hope you guys have been having a better week than i have, because being told “we might prescribe your hormones later” sucks ass

Hey everyone! With Liam’s album coming soon I decided I wanted to create a network of Liam blogs who support his solo work! Thus the Payno Network was born! This is just an opportunity to have a list of blogs in the community together all in one place. We’ll share art and edits or anything else you all come up with!

RULES
  • Follow me! (I mean if you want to. Its not mandatory lol)
  • Reblog this post to get the word out, like to bookmark. (if you plan on being a member you must reblog this post)
  • Must be a Liam blog. (Mostly Liam anyway. Having other content on your blog is fine as long as the majority is Liam)
  • Make sure you have a link to this network somewhere on your blog once you decide to become a member. (this link)
  • Must support Liam’s solo career 
  • Be chill 😎
WHAT WE’LL DO
  • Reblog each others edits, art,etc.                            
  • Send members a happy birthday message on their respective birthdays
  • Make friends!
  • Talk about Liam and his music 
  • Follow each other
  • I might do a “blog of the month” feature on my blog. (under construction)
HOW TO APPLY

Submit the following here:

  1. Name (and preferred pronouns):
  2. Birthday (Please use month/day format):
  3. URL
  4. Do you post NSFW content often? (This is just for those who don’t want NSFW on their dash)
  5. Send me a photo you would like to use as your member icon. Photo must be a perfect square. 
Other
  • Make sure to tag your posts with #paynonetwork so the members can find your edits,art, etc. to reblog them! 
  • Members,if you would like, track the #paynonetwork tag so you don’t miss a post
  • Send in ideas to improve the network!
  • I’ll be improving on this list as I go and I’ll make sure to update this post if I think of anything.
  • Have fun !
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No, you don’t have to say thank you. You can send all the flower bouquets, cards and eternal gratitude you have for me to my dressing room… Okay I was just kidding :D Anyway, you can download them, use them, reblog them (haha, of course you can, it will make me happy), the only thing I ask don’t repost them somewhere else after removing the blog’s url. (I’m not such a famous blog, I want people to find me if they like my creations ^_^)

The reason for the same arrangement as Wizardess Heart wallpapers is not the lack of creativity. I created them with the same sizes so you can use them together as slideshow wallpapers if you’re really any otome obsessed :D

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fun fact the folder for the stuff i needed for this video is called ‘pussi boi cant handle a girl not liking him’ my empathy is stroNg anyway this song is still gold i listened to it on the way home from school today (at 9am because i was so late that i just went home lol)

reblogs r free and cool n make me extremely happy!!!

@drawingdodie@malumpeach@whyashton@artsyphil@calsdream@lukeybee@heckdan@redmikey@pugjumper@wivesosluke@andershea@80sbrokenscene@80safi @valttersen @everythng-is-blue @isaknaesheiim

click here and i’ll sob with happiness for 24hrs 100% confirmed!!1

twitter where i talk abt a lot of stuff / twitter where i talk abt music stuff

instagram where u see my face / instagram where u also see my face but also music stuff

Knock, Knock -- an Emerald City Fanfiction

Sooooo as I’ve mentionned before I’m already complete Emerald City/ Dorothy and Lucas (do they have a ship name yet?) trash. I couldn’t find any fanfics for them so I decided to write one. This was supposed to be a much more lighthearted (slightly angsty) smut piece but it turned into something different. So the smut will come next time! 

Anyway! Here’s a little angsty drabble that picks up right where episode 2 left off. Unbetaed and unedited and written in the middle of the night because I couldn’t sleep and this ship was calling me. 

Haven’t written fanfic in a while so I hope you guys like it! And please reblog if you do! It makes my heart happy. 


“Knock, knock.”

He’d been repeating it for miles now. Always met with her silence. For a long time he’d continued insistently, his tone harsh, as it had been when he’d first started. Then he was quiet. And that was worse. The tension and the fear and the silence a physical, palpable presence between them. It was nearly an hour before he had spoken again. Softly this time, hesitant.

“Knock, knock.”

Still she hadn’t answered, her back to him, her pace steady, just fast enough that she knew he wouldn’t be able to catch up to her with his injuries. But still he pressed, his voice a steady, rhythmic timber behind her. She faced forward, away from him, away from the truth.

“Knock, knock.”

He believed she feared him. She knew he did. That he’d terrified her with the brutal display in the apothecary’s home. It was murder. She knew that. She’d watched a man – a man she didn’t know at all, someone she’d begun to trust – murder someone. She knew she should be afraid of him, should run away from him, shouldn’t be able to trust him. But it wasn’t him she feared.

“Knock, knock.”

His tone was soft again, desperate, his voice cracking from exhaustion and pain and something else she couldn’t name – refused to name. No, he hadn’t made her afraid of him. She’d seen him react, violent and savage, bloodthirsty and dark, caught up in a glimpse, a fleeting memory of a person he couldn’t remember being. Someone she couldn’t accuse him of being now. Muscle memory, brought on by a need to protect. No, he hadn’t made her afraid of him. He’d made her afraid of herself. Afraid of the truth, that had he not done it, she’d have done it herself, with no warrior’s muscle memory to blame.

“Knock, knock.”

She snapped. Whirled around to shout at him, strike him, silence him, silence herself. No words came. Seeing him finally – seeing him properly – his face still splattered with blood and dirt, the imposing strength and presence of him. His eyes scared, vulnerable – terrified. Her heart lurched for him, for the hollow, frightened man, small and helpless before her. A soul begging to be saved, to be cared for, to be soothed.

“Who’s there?”

Silence. He’d given up on getting an answer. She wasn’t sure he’d ever had one ready.

Finally, “I don’t know.”

A tear. A hot streak tracing through dirt and blood and sweat and pain.

“I don’t know.”

A voice breaking. A sob wracking a body. Narrow arms draping around broad shoulders. Gentle fingers running through matted hair. Rough fingers clinging to soft leather. An unwanted sob muffled into a welcoming shoulder. Home. Lucas was home.

“I don’t know.”

“It’s okay,” she hushes, soft lips pressed against salty ones. “I do.”

me when away from my abusive parent: i love them so 💞💖💕much💖💗💓they always support me 💝💘💖and treat me well 💞💕💗and make me feel loved💓💞💕💖💗💓
me when i’m with said parent for 2 minutes: i have entered the devils lair. these next few moments may be the last time i ever see the light of day. i have been trapped for 82 years and have had all happiness and sense of safety sapped from my life. my soul has been corroded

i know my art isnt good but i am trying and those of you who like or reblog my art i really appreciate it. nobody has to but some of  u do anyway just because u are want to and it makes me happy