but i looked at it too directly

random work story: so today my colleague was like ‘oh I’m going off to lunch can you take over this new membership from me Alice, it’s that guy over there with the really beautiful eyes’ 

and I was like ‘…okayyyyyy’ and then I went over there and he looked up from his membership form and HOLY SHIT

she wasn’t kidding the guy had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen

they were like…tawny golden with long dark lashes they were EDWARD FUCKING CULLEN EYES is what they were, and the guy was pretty handsome too I guess (I’m not really a good judge) and I was just sitting there trying to talk to this dude like nothing was wrong but also low key trying not to make eye contact lest my words fail me entirely because just looking at him was like STARING DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN


i wanted to put happy things in here but apparently the only things i doodled in my last absence were tired and sad kids… oops


This is what happens when you get deep into Yuri on Ice and still have a place in your heart for Destiel so here’s some ice skating + Destiel

“Oh my god. Look! Is that who I think it is?”


“Right over there! On the ice rink!”

Dean rubbed his hands together briskly as he half-listened to the conversation that was getting louder from directly behind him in line. He frowned at the hole he’d just noticed in one of his knitted gloves - but they were something he’d quickly picked up at the dollar store, so he couldn’t be too upset over cheap quality.

“I don’t know what you’re -”

“I swear to god, Anna. Use your eyes and tell me that’s not him.”

The skate rental line wasn’t as long as he’d been expecting, but Dean had already been standing in the cold air for five minutes with nothing to do for entertainment but eavesdrop. Trying not to show he’d been listening in, Dean casually looked over his shoulder until he had a good view of the people currently skating on the rink. There were a few families slowly dragging each other along the ice, plenty of couples holding hands and laughing, a few people racing around the rink, and one lone skater doing a very impressive spin in the center that eventually slowed to a stop.

“Oh, I think… I think you’re right…”

The voice that had previously seemed to doubt her friend apparently belonged to a redheaded woman that was almost directly behind him.

“Told you.” Dean saw the blonde woman smirk out of the corner of his eyes. “What the hell is Castiel Novak doing here?”

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heartthrob (pt. 1)

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

genre: fluff, angst, fuckboy!hoseok au, college au. 

note: this is the longest thing i’ve ever written pls have mercy on me.

part 2 | drabbles

“Heads up!” I hear an all too familiar voice call. I looked towards the origin of the voice and was hardly surprised to see Jung Hoseok, backwards snapback and all, with a football in his hand ready to throw it bluntly at the male I was currently speaking to. I narrowed my eyes at him, disapproving his typical overbearing behaviour. Hoseok simply winked at me, letting the ball fly from his hand directly at the male in front of me.

My hands immediately push the male away from danger, ready to receive the throw from the impossible man that I called my best friend. I recalled the endless hours I had practiced with Hoseok when his “bros” had dates to go on while he remained loyal to his bachelor, unholy ways. A smile formed on my lips as the ball landed in the cradle formed by my hands. I looked forward to see Hoseok smirking, but not at me, at the man currently on the ground because of the force of my unexpected shove.

“Taehyung, are you okay?” I asked, immediately helping the young man to his feet. The timid dark-haired boy brushed off the dirt and looked at me ready to reply but froze as his eyes locked on something behind me.

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Extended A4 version of my submission for @gfzine. I hope everyone got a copy, because the art I’ve seen so far is absolutely stunning. A physical 600 dpi print of this is available at my redbubble shop, and I’ve fine tuned the lines a bit, so it will look nice even as an oversized poster.

I like drawing Mabel’s hair too much. Dipper’s face is adorable. I officially really hate inking clutter. I always wanted to draw ghost-posessed Mabel (One small step behind Bill-possessed Mabel,) so I’m really glad I got the kick in the ass I needed to finish this piece.

Also, break from tradition here. I’m posting this piece directly to my artblog. My personal is @isoscelesfish.

If the party is really going to be Alec’s birthday then I want Alec and Magnus not being able to really interact because every time they get near each other another person gets in the way and Alec can’t really be rude because it’s his family and also Magnus’ friends and he can’t make a bad impression, so he goes out to the balcony when it’s just too much, and he takes a breath and Magnus stands next to him, not looking at him directly, and says softly ‘Happy birthday Alexander’ and Alec just throws himself at Magnus

I had a realization the other day that seems obvious in retrospect, but I hadn’t put these two things together before.

I was telling my mom that I’m kind of dreading having a private practice someday because it’ll mean working lots of late nights to accommodate my clients’ schedules and make enough money, and as I know from working 12-8 last year, that’ll wreck my social life. She was like, “So you’ll have a social life on the weekends.” And I’m like, and what, spend every weekday night alone in my apartment because it’s too late to go out and see people? She gave me this knowing look and was like, “Well, hopefully you won’t be *alone*…”

That’s when it hit me that this thing–this whole monogamous couple/nuclear family ideal thing–directly enables work to take over our entire lives. Because, yes, if I had someone living in my house–in my bedroom, even–who prioritizes me higher than anyone else in his (because, let’s face it, it would always be a he in this scenario) life, who doesn’t sleep with or date any other people, who treats his free time as our shared time, who drops plans with friends or family the moment I need him, who convincingly promises to never leave me–if I had someone like that, and if I believed in that fantasy, then yes, I’d be fine working late every night and coming home at 9. I could see my friends on weekends sometimes, but I wouldn’t *need* to because I’d never be lonely or bored.

Because however you look at it, cultivating and maintaining a group of friends and a broader social circle or community takes more effort–especially more *intentional* effort–than cultivating just one person with whom you share your life. When we have to work unreasonable hours just to get by, guess which one’s more likely to fall by the wayside?

No wonder it feels like my like-minded friends and I are constantly wading through waist-deep snowdrifts. It’s not set up to work the way we want it to. Yes, life would be easier if I had someone who is always a few yards (or less) away from me when we’re not at work and who can provide romance, friendship, emotional support, entertainment, household help, financial assistance, AND hot sex (and maybe eventually co-parenting) without me ever needing to seek out other people or even leave the house. But that’s…horrifying.

Hey look, a month ago i was cocky as shit, thinking I knew exactly how Sherlock series 4 would go. I laid back on my heels, quit writing meta, and enjoyed the moment. I was too confident in my abilities to read the subtext and to play the game. I spent too much time being gay and ogling Amanda Abbington, writing Hopkins/Molly fanfic, and shipping Johnlock. I completely ignored all the signs that The Final Problem would play out like this, so much so that when seeing it I felt like I was smacked directly in the face. I’ll own up to it – i had no idea this was coming. Looking back, I’m glad, because it’s good to make a fool of yourself in front of thousands of strangers sometimes. Your true colors come out that way. How you handle yourself afterward speaks volumes.

People saying, “You are in denial about what’s going on with The Final Problem” are absolutely not grasping what’s going on. The signs were all there ahead of time, I just ignored them. We all did. Instead of questioning, writing, decoding – we celebrated.

I will not stop decoding this show, I will not stop playing The Great Game. I will not stop questioning what i see. Because now I know what happens when I do.




Guys.  I thought I could draw this.  I was so dead wrong.
You don’t know how many times I had to STOP because this was too adorable for me to handle. 

@photowizard17 - I somehow did it! *facedesks*

anonymous asked:

Don't you think ppl overanalize naruto too much? It's just a manga for teens nothing more. And they keep using real life to analize this story. This fandom is beyond problematic.

Yeah, I definitely agree.

The vast majority of the time, I just go by what the manga tells me or explicitly indicates to me, because like you said, this isn’t meant to be some complex story with all these underlying subliminal messages; it’s a simple manga aimed at young teenagers. Which is why these anti extremists just look so silly with how they simply refuse to accept what they’re shown or directly told.

We’re explicitly told and shown that Naruto and Sasuke are like brothers and are best friends, so that’s what they are. Why can’t they just accept that? Instead they choose to twist facts and fabricate non existent romantic feelings between them.

We’re told that what’s reflected between Sasuke, Sakura and Sarada is “The real deal - Love”, so that’s what it is. Why can’t they just accept that? Instead they choose to concoct these absolutely ludicrous theories regarding how Karin may be lying and how she’s the actual mother (because she obviously would have had all the reasons in the world to lie to Sugetsu there), or that maybe Sarada’s an experiment, or maybe Sakura had sex with a clone of Sasuke, or maybe Sarada even has Itachi’s DNA and not Sasuke’s… Lol, Itachi’s! The list goes on and on.

We’re explicitly shown time and again that Sakura was definitely not in the process of moving on from Sasuke, because we were reminded of her feelings for him at regular intervals during Part 2. For example…

During chapter 306:

During chapter 319:

During chapter 474:

During chapter 484:

During chapter 540:

During chapter 685:

And again during chapter 693:

So why can’t they just accept that she wasn’t moving on? Instead they choose to make things up about how she was moving on to Naruto, just so they can spout more non-truths about how her development apparently “regressed” because she went “back” to loving Sasuke, which is so silly not only because she never stopped loving him in the first place, but that would also mean that people measure her development solely on whether she retained her feelings for Sasuke, which is silly in of itself; she developed in so many other ways.

Reasons Philip Shea will be the death of me:

(I made one for Lukas, so now it’s Philip’s turn. Again, this is not all the reasons, only 32.)

1. Adorable af

2. His hair

3. He’s patient with Lukas

4. Reassured Lukas that everything was okay in the cabin and that he would only go as far as Lukas was comfortable with(didn’t say it directly, but reading between the lines)

5. Puppy dog eyes

6. He loves his mother as much as any boy could

7. “If I can be cool for my mom, I can be cool for you too

8. his goddamn smile

9. Made a playlist

10. Just the way he looks at Lukas

11. He bites his lip when he’s either uncomfortable, embarrassed, or doesn’t know how to feel

12. His relationship with Gabe

13. His uncomfortable, yet cute af squirm when Lukas splashed him with water

14. “Did we fly here?” (Episode 6 when Lukas bring Drunk Philip home(it’s very faint but if you listen you can hear it))

15. “I’ll do whatever you want…”

16. “I’ll say whatever you want me to”

17. He offered to walk to school because while Lukas was willing to ride up there with him, he still knew how hesitant Lukas was


19. “Does your stomach hurt? Well, that’s how you know you’re in love

20. Dealt with Lukas’ shit for six goddamn episodes though he didn’t have to

21. Not afraid to call out Lukas’ bs

22. He’s a strong puppy who needs protecting

23. He got all giggly and cute when Helen asked if he had a boyfriend bc you know he wanted to talk about Lukas but promised Lukas he wouldn’t

24. Cute as hell with his hipster ass Polaroid

25. I’m pretty sure he’s still in slight shock that he actually got Lukas 

26. He very not so subtly checks out Lukas

27. Told Helen the truth for Lukas’ sanity

28. He initiated the kiss this time

29. The way he curled against Lukas in the barn

30. 50% chance he’s actually a 66 year old man from the 50′s

31. Lied to Gabe about Billy because he wanted to get closer to Gabe

32. Keeps his promises

carry on, darling, we were built to last 

“Were you serious?” Yuuri asked, glancing at Victor’s profile as the elevator climbed up towards their floor.

“What do you mean?”

Yuuri shifted nervously, conscious of the sudden weight of the golden band on his finger.

“About what you said, marrying me after I win gold?”

Too scared it was just a joke, he couldn’t look straight at Victor. It would be cruel to play with his heart in that way and Yuuri doubted Victor would do something like that, but… He sneaked a peek at the mirror wall in front of them.

And maybe it was worse than directly watching Victor smile, in that soft, caring way Yuuri was still not used to even after months of seeing it; maybe it was worse, because now he felt like a secret pervert and it just burned so right to spy all those changes of tender, wordless affection go through Victor’s face when his smile turned into an expression of gentle sincerity.

Yuuri’s cheeks dusted pink and he snapped his eyes away awkwardly, only to jump when Victor took his hand.

The hand with the ring gleaming in the bright elevator lights.

“I would never joke about it,” Victor said solemnly, lifting Yuuri’s hand and kissing the gold band.

Relief and embarrassment washed over Yuuri simultaneously and his body didn’t know for a moment what to do: to breathe or to fidget. So he stood frozen, watching their joined hands and the matching rings, so beautiful, so precious, so gold.

“But,” Victor continued talking. “I’ll marry you even if you don’t win.”

“Wha– But you said–” Yuuri started confused.

“I did,” Victor’s smile turned playful when he cocked his head to the side and his eyes squinted in that cheerful way that always made Yuuri smile as well. “If you don’t win gold I’ll be the one planning the whole thing, though.”

Somehow Yuuri couldn’t really bring himself to care about that. He was about to voice it, when Victor said:

“I’ll rent the whole cathedral and we’ll have white roses and baldachins of white silk draped all around it and then a coach pulled by six white horses and–”

“Stop, stop!” Yuuri cut him off, nervous laughter getting stuck in his chest. “That’s way too much!”

“Eh? I don’t think so. We should get the best of the best of the best to­–”

“Victor,” Yuuri stepped closer, catching Victor’s hand in both of his and holding it as if it was the most precious thing in the world. And it was. “If I win, we’ll do it my way, okay?”

Victor’s smile brightened, “Okay.”

When the elevator door ringed open and Victor sauntered out, humming the wedding march under his breath, Yuuri couldn’t help a fond smile at the sudden feeling of having played right into Victor’s hands.

But, well, he didn’t necessarily mind that.

I’m surprised nobody’s mentioned how sad/pissed Jimin was at Mama. Are Jikook fighting???

Just look at all the fancams…. yea he smiles sometimes but he’s nowhere near as excited as Tae and Hobi and his usual self.

I noticed he seems to be ignoring Jungkook too?? Is this why JM seems sad?  When they received Artist of the Year I expected Jimin to cry and smile, but tbh he just looked pissed. And he won’t look at Kookie at ALL.

 Kookie was just sobbing and I kept yelling at my computer for Chim Chim to TURN YO ASS AROUND AND COMFORT THE BOI JESUS 

He barely acknowledged or touched Jungkook… Is something going on???

The video of JK chasing after JM like a lost puppy is pretty adorable, but I noticed JM once again won’t even look at JK directly, let alone hug him. JK seems to be chasing after his hyung, wanting attention. Until the end when he finally gives up :( 

Maybe I’m over analyzing but I don’t think I saw Jimin look directly at Jungkookie once. This is so unlike them. 

Jealous (Liam Dunbar)



I got a call from Scott, my older brother, to come home from my friends house right away because we had a major problem at home. That was all I needed to hear to get my ass back to the house. When I got there I sprinted directly to Scott’s room.

“Scott! I’m here! What happened? Please tell me you’re okay!” I shouted as I ran up the stairs. 

“Yea I’m fine.” he pulled me into a hug. 

“Okay you got me worried. What’s so urgent?” I looked at Scott and Stiles who was pacing behind him.

“Go look in the bathroom.” Scott told me.

“Do I want too?” I asked skeptically.

“Just go Y/N.” Stiles told me and Scott joined him in pacing the room as I went to the bathroom. I heard a ruffling noise in the tub so I slowly pulled back the shower curtain to reveal Liam Dunbar, the new kid in school.

“Oh my god Scott! What did you do!” I screamed at him.

“I bit him.” he said from the other room.

“Oh shit Scotty.” I sighed.

“Okay um Liam don’t freak out. I’m here to help you. So uh don’t scream when I pull the duct tape off okay?” he nodded. “Okay.” I reached down and slowly pulled off the duct tape so he it didn’t hurt him as much.  

“Thanks.” he said to me.

“No problem.” I gave him a small smile.

“Can you just untie me, so I can go home?”

“Liam I really want to, but um what Scott did to you, he needs to explain.”

“He’s a freaking lunatic.”

“Hey! That’s my brother, only I get to insult him!” I slapped him.

“Love you too sis!” Scott called from the other room.

“Yeah yeah.” I mumbled.

After we got Liam out of the tub and onto the chair I let the boys talk to him as I stood quietly in the back of the room. Though Liam’s eyes always looked for reassurance in mine. Finally he started to cry.

“Oh my god is he crying?” Stiles asked.

“Just untie him.” I said as I walked over to him.

The boys started to untie him and I crouched down so I was his height and caressed his cheek.

“Liam it’s all going to be okay, I promise. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I told him softly. He smiled at me.

Once he was untied he did something I did not expect. He threw a chair at Scott and then punched Stiles! After that he grabbed my hand and ran with me out of the room. We ran to the stairs and I stopped him.

“Liam you shouldn’t have done that.” I told him.

“They kidnapped me!”

“I know and I’m sorry- you know what they’re probably coming any minute. Go.” I said motioning my head towards the door. 

“I’ll find you tomorrow.” he told me still holding my hand.

“I’d like that.” I smiled.

“Me too.” 

“You’d better go.” he nodded and ran down the stairs just as the boys came tumbling after him and landed in a jumbled mess as Liam got away.

I giggled.

1 year later

Liam found me that next day at school and we had been inseparable ever since. Scott didn’t agree with the relationship at first seeing how he could hurt me but eventually warmed up to his beta. It took Stiles A LOT longer to warm up to him but he eventually got there.

Liam and I have been dating forr about a year and I loved that boy. He treated me like a queen. He did whatever he could to make me happy, he had a constant need to protect me, he was cuddly, he was cute, and he was all around perfect. And I was his anchor which made me feel really special. 

Currently, Stiles, Liam, and I were out on a mission to stalk the new kid in town Theo Raeken. We were out there for hours following him around until he suddenly disappeared. He then somehow got right in front of us. Liam instantly stood protectively in front of me. 

“Why do I get the feeling this kid is a lot tougher than he looks?” Theo asked pointing to Liam.

“Only when he’s around her, which is basically all the time.” Stiles replied.

“Ah Y/N McCall. You know you are so much cuter now than you were when you were in second grade. You’ve grown up in all the right places.” Theo said looking at me up and down.

But Liam was having none of that. He started growling and went to lurch forward but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back. I then wrapped my arms around his waist and he relaxed and put his arm around my shoulder. It was amazing the effect I had on this boy. 

“I see, the overprotective boyfriend.” Theo mentioned.

“You could say that.” Stiles mumbled.

The boys continued to talk as I rubbed circles on Liam’s back as I zoned out. Eventually Theo left and we walked back to Stiles’ jeep. When we got there Stiles and Scott talked and Liam pulled me over to the other side and kissed me roughly.

“What was that for.” I smiled after we pulled back.

“You’re mine.” he growled.

“Oh I see, someone’s jealous.” I teased.

“No I’m not. Just the way he was looking at you made me want to tear him apart.”

“Uh Li, I’m pretty sure that’s the definition of jealousy.” I giggled.

“Whatever, I just love you. A lot.” he sighed playing with my hair.

“I love you too loser. You have no reason to be jealous.”

“I was not jealous.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night babe.” I laughed.

The angle of Newt’s head is very important here. The fact that he’s not looking directly at Graves isn’t significant in and of itself, as that’s simply Newt’s habit; however, where he’s looking is very important. I, too, find it nearly impossible to maintain eye contact, so I know very well what Newt’s going through there. But that doesn’t equal turning your head to the side, like Newt’s doing. Normally, I just look down or over their shoulder, glancing at their face every few seconds to reassure the person that I actually am listening to them. In addition to this, Newt does turn his head to the side a bit during conversations. But here, Newt’s face is nearly parallel with his shoulder. That’s what I do when I want to look behind me without looking like I’m looking behind me, not when I’m awkwardly avoiding eye contact. So what could he possibly be looking at?
He’s watching Tina’s reaction to everything Graves is revealing about him.
Newt has trouble trusting humans, and he’s only know Tina for a day or two, during which she tried to arrest him and turned him in and got his creatures taken from him, but he cares enough about her to need to know if Graves is turning her against him.

reviewing deer emojis

a wonderful boy. good realistic portrayal in a beautiful stance, like he’s just about to start a journey somewhere. where is he going? where are you going boy? i don’t know but i support him anyway. 4/5

way more cartoony than apple. sort of a lumpy head and also a ton of weird proportions. i don’t like it very much. why are you like this. 2/5

another profile shot. why does it only have 3 legs? what happened to his other leg? very intriguing. implies tragic backstory. i appreciate whatever bit of depth is added to emojis. however the outline is a bit too thick for my liking so. 4/5

this is creeping me the fuck out its like they cropped a deers head exactly in half and then put it against a mirror Why is it so symmetrical i hate it i really hate it 1/5

incredibly minimalist design but it looks like a deer so i’m okay with it. however if you stare directly at it for too long the face starts to look like the D: emoticon so 3/5

another realistic portrayal, but this time he is looking right at me. literally directly at me. right at my face. what do you want from me. who do you think you are. 2/5

somehow out of all the deer emojis facing forwards in this list this one actually gets it right! cartoony but identifiable, not creepily symmetrical, its even smiling kindly at me! this is a perfectly good boy! 5/5

this artstyle fits this deer perfectly and: it has spots!! it has a bunch of nice little spots!!! the first of all of them!! a wonderful sika deer!! stands out from all the rest with such style and grace!!! 5/5

i dont know what the fuck this is but it sure as hell isnt a deer get out of my house right now i’m calling the police 0/5