but i think the first one is a beauty

you know what i’m never gonna be over? that one time woojin said “are you kidding?” in the busan dialect right before the 10 points out of 10 points performance

anonymous asked:

Say, in an ANTM au, is Victor a contestant or a judge? (Phichit is most definitively the creative director/photographer) I bet Yuuri is the audience's love-hate fav since he's devastatingly beautiful and wholly inconsistent and makes people hella frustrated watching him fluctate between the best photo and at the bottom just in a week.

Ooooh, I’ve never done an ANTM AU, but I’ve definitely seen some awesome ones floating around Tumblr! 

God, if I had an ANTM AU, I think I’d actually have Viktor as, like, Tyra Banks. Except Viktor would also have been on the show in its first season, where he kicked ass and did not take names. Viktor does not take names. He doesn’t remember names at all. But the ass-kicking was in towering high heels. Twelve year old Yuuri was gone in 0.0015 milliseconds.

ANYWAY then Viktor would be Tyra Banks from season 4 onwards. Yuuri would be a season 2 contestant!! The oddly simultaneous underdog/clear winner of season 2, who fluctuated rapidly and cried in every episode, much to the makeup crew’s frustration. He won season 2, which Viktor watched every moment of, and then vaguely forgot about for a while as his career skyrocketed. Then Yuuri would be a guest judge during season 10 or something, as a way to spice up his career after a very embarrassing tumble on the international catwalk. Naturally, he is much beloved by fans (and Viktor) and is brought on full-time.

Phichit ROUTINELY demands that there be paired modeling shots, and then routinely demands that Viktor and Yuuri demonstrate how to model in groups.

Viktor is grateful, and Yuuri threatens to poke Phichit in the eye with mascara.

“I don’t need– his arm around me,” Yuuri insists, wielding an eyelash curler viciously. Phichit is not afraid.

“I don’t understand,” Guang Hong Ji whispers as Viktor and Yuuri lean into a new pose. “Separately they’re hot, but together… infinitely hotter?”

“You not focusing is why I’m going to win,” snarls Yuri Plisetsky, the diva of season 12. Yuri Plisetsky does not understand why he can’t face off against Viktor and Yuuri in a modeling competition, and why he is instead stuck with a bunch of newbies.

“Look,” says Phichit, snapping another photo of Viktor and Yuuri after gesturing them to step closer, “look at this view. We’re all winners here.”

Zelink Week II, Day One: Awakening

Aah! It’s finally here! 

Super cute and fluffy TP Zelink for the first prompt. Placed as an alternative point of view of the beginning of chapter 21 . I think @liv-andletdie will approve of this.

Enjoy!

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A sea of golden brown tresses spilled on the pillow, strands covering a beautiful oval-shaped face. 

I can only see her rosy lips, the tip of her nose, and the blush of her cheeks peeking out. 

Her chest softly rising as she breathes. She sleeps on her side, facing me, dangerously close to me.

I’ve awakened to a similar scene before.

Yep, the night after I brought Zelda to Ordon. I swore that day I had never seen her so earthly.

Oh, how wrong I was.

She’s in my bed, naked, barely covered by the sheets and duvet.

She slept with me last night. 

It was more amazing than any fantasy I might’ve had - Goddesses know my mind went wild more than once dreaming of this.

And now she’s mine. In her words: mind, body, and soul, all for me to take.

But I’m not just taking her… I’m hoggin’ her all to myself! 

Goddesses, please don’t punish this country boy for being so greedy. And lusty. Specially lusty. You dunno what she does to me.

And now I’ve no darn idea of what to do now! 

Should I wake her up? No way, I’d ruin the mood… Dang, I gotta go to train! The rookies are waiting for me!

I get up, wash up, and get dressed, never taking my eyes off her, as if I blink, she will vanish into thin air, just like in my dreams.

But she doesn’t.

She is flesh - oh gods, her slightly plump thighs and hips are to die for - and bones - Darn, is that a hickey above her clavicle? Shucks I hope she can hide it, shouldn’t she? - and light - she’s kinda glowy, isn’t she?

I crouch next to her on my bed, and with all of my willpower, I see myself forced to wake her up: I start with a kiss on her always flowery-scented hair, and her forehead.

‘Love, wakey wakey’, I mutter, and her eyes flutter open; she shyly sits on the bed, and realizes she is undressed.

Oh Goddesses, how can you be so painfully beautiful. Hylia, just kill me already. Or don’t.

I just wanna wake up every day with this sight for the rest of my life; see her change through the years - I bet she’ll even look more beautiful with time - but always still the same.

My Zelda.

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Deliverance || Part 6

Pairing: Donald Pierce x Reader

Warning: Adult content

Word Count: 3K

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3Part 4 & Part 5

Gif Credit: @cainwrites and @robertboydholbrook Thank you for letting me use your beautiful gifs!

Tag: Hopefully you wanted to be tagged, if not, tell me fuck off lol. No hard feelings. Ad if you want to be tagged let me know. @crazyfreckledginger @star-girl-pryde @introvertalien13 @emislayyyy74 @nuvoleincielo @ziambitches99

A/N: Once again, thank you to my editor @lainey-lane you keep the inspiration follows with your insight, and thought provoking questions and writing wheels turning. Couldn’t do it without you friend.

Note: First half of the chapter is a flashback. I think one of the best ways to understand who Donald and are the reader are to each other now, is to understand who they were and what they went through. Also this update is Super Long! I’m sorry. It got away from me.


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“Fuck!” You cry out on a pitched breath as your back arches and your head falls back seconds before a hand swiftly clamps down over your mouth, silencing you.  

A wave of intense white-hot ecstasy crashes over you in delirious pulsating waves that push you up toward the clouds then pull you back down beneath the sea, over and over again. 

Humming through your veins like electricity, sparking all your senses on fire as you clench around him.

Your cries muffle into his palm, your fingernails digging into the muscles on his chest as you grind against him, dragging out the moment for every ounce of pleasure it can bring you, for as long as it can last. 

Donnie’s robotic hand is seized mercilessly upon your hip as he thrusts up into you, chasing the same intoxicating dragon that’s just slain you. 

You feel his whole body tense beneath you, hear the muffled sound past his tightly clenched jaw as he tries to stifle his own groan, his metal fingers digging brutally into your flesh as he spills inside you.

Slowly your eyes open again as the ecstasy wanes and slips away. Your chest rising and falling rapidly as you try to catch your breath against his palm. 

You catch sight of the delirious heat in Donnie’s eyes as he stares up at you, panting beneath you, before his hand slips from your mouth and you practically collapse on top of him, your body spent. 

People probably heard you that time, but that’s why you try to save most of your misdeeds for the night shift, who hate their job even more then the day crew. 

Looking the other way when a moan occasionally echoes down the corridor from one of the cells. 

You aren’t the only one responsible for the noise, of course. Other guards, other vulnerable girls, but only you get Donnie. 

Most of security already knows he’s screwing you. But they don’t know you want it as much as he does or that it’s become more than just sex. 

No, that’s the kind of secret that would get him fired and God only knows what for you.

Your cheek rests on Donnie’s strong chest, your hair sticking to flesh as your head lies tucked under his chin where you can hear his heart still pounding wildly, your bodies slick with sweat as you lie tangled up, skin to skin.

His arms wrap around you, one hand tangling in your hair as the other rests at the small of your back.

“Damn baby, what’s gotten into you lately?” Donnie pants out, you can practically hear the smirk on his satisfied lips. 

You have – you think. Your seed is growing inside me. The thought rattles through you, terrifies you to your fucking core, now as much as it did the first time you learned the truth. 

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I just watched Amélie for the first time … life is beautiful, and I am happy!

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Wednesday Morning

 

Tyrell had woken up before Kassandra for the first time in a few days. Usually, Kassandra was the first one awake but I think she needed to sleep. Tyrell laid on his side, facing his beautiful girlfriend and admiring the features that were ever so perfect. He fell in love with her features but most importantly, her personality. He couldn’t see himself with anyone else – even if she had of been the one that got away.

The pictures on the wall only made Tyrell’s heard break in pieces. She had put up the one with Lyle and her when she was a toddler also the one they had taken a few weeks ago. She wanted to be reminded of him. Tyrell told her it was way too early to be having pictures up but Kassandra insisted it wasn’t, she just wanted to be able to wake up in the morning and see his face.

It was nearing eight in the morning and Kassandra was still asleep. Tyrell took this moment to continue to admire her while she slept. Some people may find that a little off-putting but Tyrell’s love for Kass grows every second he’s with her or next to her. He moved a strand of her hair from her face gently, careful not to wake her up. She needed all the sleep she could get.  

“You’re so beautiful baby,” Tyrell whispered as he continued to gently touch her cheek. She didn’t move, but instead, she gently sighed in her sleep. Tyrell smiled as he reached down and kissed her cheek gently. “What did I do to deserve you, Kassandra?” As Tyrell was watching her gently awaken from her sleep, he ever so gently whispered, “I love you so much,” but Kassandra didn’t hear him.

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the raven himself is hoarse
that croaks the fatal entrance of duncan
under my battlements.

prologue

(Greek πρόλογος prólogos, from pro, “before” and lógos, “word”)

is an opening to a story that establishes the setting and gives background details, often some earlier story that ties into the main one, and other miscellaneous information. The Ancient Greek prólogos included the modern meaning of prologue, but was of wider significance, more like the meaning of preface. The importance, therefore, of the prologue in Greek drama was very great; it sometimes almost took the place of a romance, to which, or to an episode in which, the play itself succeeded. 

Did I Shave My Legs For This?

Today I witnessed men mocking a woman for having hairy legs and underarms. I have something to say about this.

Firstly, the shaving of legs is a new fashion trend. It was done a bit in the 20′s, but honestly, it wasn’t until the forties that anyone gave a damn. Before that, no one saw your legs, because they wee covered in skirts. Men didn’t even know women HAD legs.

Slight exaggeration, but still quite meaningful.

In the last 70 years, men have gone from not knowing and not caring one bit about female body hair, to completely transforming their ideal feminine counterpart into a hairless model. Men like to tout masculinity as being impervious, but I’ll warrant you, you can watch them evolve with the feedback of marketing scams run on their little mammalian brains.

Did Queen Victoria have shaved legs…well, let’s first establish that yes, she did actually have legs. But were they hairless? During her 60-odd year reign, did she employ some servant to come pluck out her hairs?

Did Queen Elizabeth have hairless legs? 44 years of reign, at the time the longest reigning monarch of British history, but no, you’re right. She probably had the Lady of the Royal Chamber rake on a good lather before she went out in her Spanish farthingale.

Did Cleopatra have a straight razor? Did Helen of Troy? These are two women who literally destroyed nations with their beauty and the lust men had for them. Do you think they had shaved legs? What about their underarms?

Now, yes, there were traditions of removing hair. The Roman women, for example, plucked their hair out of their underarms, but I promise you…no one sat about for hours having their legs plucked with tweezers. And if they did, they had a lot of time and money to spare.

Do you know who Boudicca is? She was an Icenian queen during the first century. She led a rebellion against Roman factions at Londinium. 

Famously, she said, “This is done with the resolve of a woman. Men may live as slaves if they wish.”

She leveled three Roman outposts, well-established settlements. And came to Londinium with an army decked out in stolen Roman arms. They razed the city to the ground with fires so thick that an ash layer still exists in the stria of the City of London to this very day. As she rode through the old city on her chariot, with her Roman spear in hand, poised to launch it through the throat of a fleeing patrician, did she pause her assault to wonder…

Did I shave my legs for this?

As the man fell to the ground, choking on his own blood and the ash from the searing fires, do you think he looked up at this queen, this woman defiant and majestic, and thought, “Ye gods, what hirsuit underarms!”

I wonder how many plucked Roman women were trampled by that carriage.

I wonder if Anne Bonny, the notorious pirate ever was mocked by her male crew for having a fluffy undercarriage.

I wonder if when Annie Oakley, at 15, beat her crackshot future husband at a shooting contest, he looked at her little knees and thought, “Not this one. She’s too furry.”

I wonder if Anne Boleyn was beheaded for wearing a pair of furry britches beneath her skirts.

I wonder, if while He suckled as an infant, resplendent in holy fire and divinity, the newborn Jesus Christ, tucked His wee face to the crook of His Virgin Mother’s arm and let out a squeal at the ghastly sight of her unshaven underarms. Or if when He was installing himself in her abdomen, He gave a moment’s pause to think, “Dear Me, what am I doing, shoving myself into this horribly hairy wench?”

The answer to all of these is…No. Of course not, you fucking idiot.

Body hair exists for a reason, you stupid semi-hairless apes. Don’t you ever wonder why you still have it? I will tell you why. It provides necessary warmth, not just with insulation, but with the way your anatomy functions. Air catches the hairs and lifts them, causing a tickle that forces the follicle to swell into goose flesh, warming the skin through motion. It provides protection from the sun. And in the regions where it is thickest, it guards against the elements, keeps out parasites, and keeps your sensitive areas like your eyes, from being drowned in sweat. It even cushions and reduces the likelihood of heat rashes and chafing in the parts of you that touch. Hair is important. It wasn’t just Sampson who gained strength from it.

And I wonder, if while Sampson was laid low, his power sapped, if he looked up at the gorgeous Delilah with her treacherous shears and thought… “Why didn’t she pluck her eyebrows!”

Power is walking into a room with nothing in hand, and doing just fine.

Beauty is standing as you are, but embodying all that is graceful and powerful about the female condition.

And judging a woman on a trend that is younger then my oldest knee-length hemline is an act of such supreme stupidity and transient masculinity that I cannot even describe how ridiculous I find it. But men are the ones who are rational, yes? Men and all their manly manliness are immune to fads and trends and “girly fashion shit”, right, “bruh”?

Women have hair on their bodies same as you. You seem to do just fine wearing yours. Why do you begrudge her hers?

I say we start a new trend, where females begin to harass the worst offenders for having hairy legs. I shan’t be pleased if in 70 years, I am not seeing all men in shorts looking like the backside of a baby from the knee down. I want to see hordes of women tracking down these men who label a type of deception as beauty, and demanding they carve off their top layer of skin and fur. I want to hear these men who cannot see valor, fortitude, strength, and hair as beautiful, squeak when they walk.

And then I want all humans to embrace that which makes them soft and healthy, and stop rewriting history by turning it into one inglorious quest for vanity.

So I may be judgmental and choosy about what I consume, but I am absolutely firm in my belief that everyone who wants to try writing should do so. I will encourage anyone I come across to write fanfic. If I see your post about trying out a story or working on a chapter, I will like the shit out of that post. I’ll probably comment. I don’t care if you ship my notp: you should write that fanfic right now, tonight. Even if it’s your first time trying to write fiction. Even if you’ve only got a few lines of dialogue in your mind. Even if it starts as just an outline.

I think fanfic can be a beautiful act of creative expression and I felt that in my bones even when I started writing as a nervous tween. I feel it on days when I can’t write yet but I’m building up to the day when I will. I feel it now. And fucking trust me–you deserve to feel it too.

No one else can write the story that you can write. No one else has the words you have. That movie running in the back of your mind, that moment of a character experiencing a dramatic revelation, that mental image of the grandest first kiss you can imagine… That’s yours. You can write it, you can create it, and nothing can take that power away from you.

I’ll cheer you on if you need cheering. I can’t promise to read stuff but I’ll listen and I’ll tell you to go for it and I’ll whoop when you say you had a good writing session. Encourage you to love those OCs, that OTP, the long building twist, the narrative poem.

Fanfic is fucking amazing. Art is amazing. You can start any day you want. It’s here for you.

Bandom Ask

Emo Trinity: Top 5 favorite bands?

Panic! At the Disco: Sexuality?

Brendon Urie: Who do you look up to most?

Ryan Ross: Do you miss anyone?

Dallon Weekes: Play any instruments?

Jon Walker: Ever written a song?

Spencer Smith: Who is your best friend?

A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out: Favorite word?

Pretty. Odd.: Ever smoked weed?

Vices And Virtues: Favorite book?

Too Weird To Live, Too Rare to Die!: Where do you want to travel to if you could travel anywhere?

Death of A Bachelor: Do you like parties?

I Write Sins Not Tragedies: Ever been to a wedding? What was it like?

Northern Downpour: What are you most nostalgic for?

The Young Veins: Would you ever go on an impromptu road trip?

The Brobecks: Ever been in love?

Fall Out Boy: Do you like your hometown?

Patrick Stump: Do you have any insecurities?

Pete Wentz: Are you popular at school?

Joe Trohman: Are you ever underappreciated?

Andy Hurley: Is it easy to make you laugh?

Take This To Your Grave: Do you hate anyone?

From Under the Cork Tree: If you could relive any memory, which one would it be?

Infinity On High: Do you think anything is unnecessarily overrated?

Folie a Deux: What’s your favorite album?

Soul Punk: Do you think there’s still good in the world?

Black Cards: Name your top three biggest regrets.

Damned Things: If you had a band, what would you name it?

Save Rock and Roll: What’s your “Adrenaline” song?

American Beauty/American Psycho: Have you ever met someone who wasn’t like they first seemed?

M A  N   I    A: If you could see into the future, how far would you look?

Sugar We’re Going Down: Describe your perfect first date.

What a Catch, Donnie: Would you trust anyone with your life?

My Chemical Romance: What’s your all time favorite concept album?

Gerard Way: What’s your gender and/or preferred pronouns?

Frank Iero: How many piercings do you have?

Mikey Way: Do you like the way you look?

Ray Toro: What’s your favorite time of day?

Bob Bryar: Does anyone hate you?

I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love: Favorite mythical creature?

Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge: Ever wanted revenge on someone for something they did to you?

The Black Parade: Do you believe in the afterlife?

Danger Days: Friends or family?

Welcome to the Black Parade: Are you okay?

Ghost of You: Name your top three favorite colors.

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(It’s pretty long, I’m sorry.) So, @jotunvali suggested a crossover between gafou and the Little Mermaid, and of course I came up with something without actual mermaids! :D I’m truly sorry, but I think it’s funnier this way. XD (I’ll draw a mermfou sooner or later though)

Anyway, this is the first “variant”, I made another one (much shorter, with only one bonus scene after the Part of Your World animation) but my monitor is slowly dying and so I don’t know when I’m gonna finish it and post it. </3 Anyway, I hope you like it! I had so much fun making this!

The Signs:

Aries: Something about you makes my blood boil in a unique, uncomfortable way, you are full of mystery. You have black holes for eyes, remarkably, that are too intense for most people to look into. You have no control over your greatness, you were born this way. Notice it and blossom. Not a single person on earth can blossom like you can. Not a single person can blossom like you will. You have great and empowering words to say in this life, make sure to say all of them without fear. You are not afraid. Be great.

Taurus: You are so lovely, the embodiment of nature, the embodiment of all the naturality in life created by the one and only, engulfing creator. I remember losing you and all nature that surrounded me seemed to shrivel and die. My heart ached when I heard the crunch under my feet of every dead leaf I walked upon. It brought me so much pain, i felt like death. I lost my vision and a bright 

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random klance stuff (consider it a sequel of this post):

  • they have a very long, intense conversation about what life was like at the garrison. they talk about the subjects they disliked, the one they liked etc. at some point the convo takes a sudden turn and keith gets more personal as it continues. “i was always on my own i never tried to open myself up and i’m genuinely sorry for it. who knows maybe..maybe we could have been friends back there, maybe…maybe something more.” cue lance smiling because this boy
  • when they come back to earth i imagine keith sort of awkwardly standing to the side while the other paladins all approach their families until lance comes up to him like “keith we’re your family never forget that. by the way…. my family would love if you….spent some time with us….ya know ahahaha….because we’re friends!!!” and keith accepts gladly ofc. *at lance’s house* “aw is this the guy you had a crush on??”
  • sometimes they’ll try to prank each other but it’s pretty tame compared to actual pranks. lance, holding the space phone in his hands recording keith while he’s eating some food go: hey keith
    keith: lance…what are you doing?
    lance: HA YOU’RE ON SPACE CANDID CAMERA! SMILE! btw you’ve got some food goo on your cheek
    keith: *giggles uncontrollably*
  • a moment when one tells the other “thank you for believing in me” followed by one of those kisses where one is surprised at first, but slowly mets into it
  • lance rants with red (bc they become buds along the way) about keith sometimes although the conversation always ends on the soft side. “keith is cool but don’t tell him i said that” “lance i’m literally behind you i can hear what you’re saying” lance: *jumps*
  • they’re on a mission and have to sleep very close to each other and lance notices that keith talks in his sleep and lance teases him the next day because he mumbled something along the lines of “today’s the day of me and lance’s wedding” cue keith blushing furiously (he doesn’t deny it though)
  • keith makes lance comb his hair in the morning because he finds it extremely relaxing, and while he’s at it, he often tells him about his day or things from his childhood and lance is very pleased to hear his stories
  • after they start dating, keith puts a little picture of him and lance in the black lion, right next to the screen so that he can be reminded of something that’s very important to him everytime they go on missions
  • “lance is irreplaceable, end of the story”
  • lance asks keith if he got to say goodbye to red bc he’s the only one who can understand what it’s like to leave the lion you were bonded to and keith says “no, but i know she’s in good hands. no one could do better than you” while smiling softly at him
  • they confess their feelings at the same time, but both are ready to admit that they should have said it sooner
  • sometimes they’ll team up to do something goofy, like that one time they involved hunk in making “good luck pidge” videos
  • keith finds something to give to lance as a gift and to lance it’s like the most precious thing in the world “i know it’s nothing specia–” “are you kidding me? i’m keeping this forever!”
  • lance: *wakes up keith in the middle of the night* do you think a transformer could beat voltron? keith: go back to sleep babe
  • an incovenience: *happens* keith: the guy i like wouldn’t treat me like this lance: well the guy I LIKE wouldn’t treat me like this either! (they’re talking about each other)
  • you know where keith says there’s no time for this? this time he says it because they have to go on a mission and they can’t cuddle
  • they gotta do the “looking at each other from a distance sadly” at least once where both are about to say something but get interrupted with the classic “am i interrupting something” followed by a “ok i’ll leave you two alone” l: “were you going to say something?” k: “uhm well i…hope you have fun”
  • when! are! we! gonna! see! keith! blush!
  • i lowkey want a “do you trust me?” scene with them
  • lance: keith don’t do it
    keith: ok
    lance: oh my go— wait…babe
  • after they start dating keith would often cheer on lance when he’s about to do some of his sharpshooting tricks
  • keith and lance met at the garrison with the classic “books that fell off trope” and y’all can fight me on this
  • keith: we had another bonding moment! you cradled me in your arms!!
    lance: nope, don’t remember, didn’t happen :/
  • a diplomatic party where keith gets extremely distracted by lance throughout the whole thing and he actually confronts him about it. “dude what the hell has gotten into you today???” “sorry i was… i was looking only at one guy in the room the whole time.”
  • *team plays would you rather* keith: would you rather me kiss lance or have lance kiss me
    “keith that’s not…how the game works”
  • *discussing something* “yeah sure and i’m not cute” “but you are” “exactly“ “ok you got me”
  • lance would be super in love with keith especially during the very first days of dating when he can see him in the morning, hair all messy, and he would still think he’s the most beautiful boy he’s ever seen
  • *keiths voice*: if you remember the bonding moment clap your hands
  • they have a discussion where they decide not to talk to each other and use their friends as a way to communicate. “hey shiro CAN YOU PLEASE TELL LANCE to stop looking at me? his eyes are pretty and it’s distracting”
    “hey hunk TELL KEITH that i ABSOLUTELY do NOT feel the same. like at all.”
    hunk and shiro: we get it you like each other
  • keith asking lance on a date for the first time but trying to be subtle (he fails at it though) “so… y’know….i like spending time with you…a lot...we’ve gotten pretty close and you’ve basically stuck with me and saw me at my best and at my worst…i wouldn’t mind if we…did it more often?” “oh? sure? we can do something all together! there’s this planet with a beach th–”
    “no,no…i meant…just the two of us this time?”
    lance: *blushes* oh—-OH
  • they’d sure as hell acknowledge that they’re a power couple and would be proud of it
  • “hey beautiful” “uh?”
    “i was..talking to red, actually. but you’re beautiful too”
  • keith: I DON’T LIKE LANCE OK
    shiro: no one said anyth—
    keith: WE HAD A BONDING MOMENT I’M FINE
  • keith: *is telling a plan*
    lance: where you lead, i will follow you anywhere
    keith: aw thanks lance that’s so swee–
    lance: THAT YOU TELL ME TO IF YOU NEED YOU NEED ME TO BE WITH YOU I WILL FOLL—
    keith: are you….are you seriously…..
    lance: yep;)
    keith: i love u with all my heart

This is for my nervous witchlings.

It’s okay to stutter, to look at the descriptions. It’s alright if you have to look up the meaning of this tarot card or that herb. It’s normal to trip over the words of your first long incantation or just your own feet while dancing.

I just have this bad feeling that so many baby witches are embarrassed about the way their first spells and potions go.

So many seem to lose the courage to do their Craft because they can’t get the spells to sound beautiful or because they think they are to clumsy to do this ritual.

Let me tell you something.

Everything comes with time.
The practice, the knowledge, the intuition, the grace.

Oh dear ones especially the Grace! It’s all patience.

Like learning a new recipe, at first it’s just chaos: you and a sizable portion of the kitchen are covered in flour. Nothing seems to work the first time you try it. You’re trying to hold the recipe steady with your elbow so you can read how many eggs you need again and how mutch salt goes WHere!? It’s awful and the results are mediocre at best.

But each time you try again, dare again, you get better. Until one day the recipe is just a distant reminder and everything you do is muscle memory.

We know what this kind of grace looks like from watching our grandmothers cook or knit. From watching our sisters braid hair and our mothers dance.

It’s beautiful and it’s born entirely from patience and practice.

So don’t worry about your failures. Really I mean it, please don’t. As long as you learn from them they were worth making. So go out there and dare to fail, to fall, to have flaws.

And take this to heart: “If you stumble make it part of your dance.”

Your J. S. Morrigan

I TALK ABOUT THIS A LOT BUT something i gotta say once again cuz i feel so strongly about it is i think the music is a massive part of why taz is so good. like fucking CRUCIAL to the story and emotion being so effective and memorable. to the listener but also in the story itself its so important like the voidfishs song, johanns music, the crystal kingdom verses, the literal arc Story and Song etc

i think there were sound effects in the battlewagon race and some music but the first time music was really implemented into a scene was……… sloane and hurley.. right……. and it caught me so off guard and made that moment that much more powerful. and that first song (discovery and recovery) is one of the most simple and minimal songs but also still one of the most beautiful??? its the most crushing moment in taz up to that point but i dont know if i wouldve cried if that song didnt play. it creates such a distinct atmosphere like i cant imagine refuge without the rustic old west guitar of roswell/refuge/the diary of sheriff isaac and the cozy + familiar piano of the davy lamp. or lucas’ lab without those vocaloid crystal kingdom verses and sparkling pulsing synths in crystal minuet/the cosmoscope/elevator of tomorrow/zero gravity trash ball etc etc etc. and do i even have to explain the suffering game. like bitch have you heard wonderland round 3 that shit bangs 

more recently the reunion tour monologue and lups best day ever are two moments that i think…. are as powerful as they are because of the music. its become a much bigger component in the later arcs and griffin really didnt spare any opportunity in the finale. theres a lot of killer tracks lemme tell ya

my personal favorite is disrobed + the chalice. they use the same melody but with a completely different sound and energy and theyre both really powerful. and play at such crucial moments!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!both of them give me chills

im really proud of griffin and his garageband/rockband 3 midi keyboard skills the soundtrack really enhanced his storytelling and the audiences experience. all his shit is on soundcloud but also buy it on bandcamp duh

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In October I am really looking forward to going to an Autumn Leaves Festival to meet my friend @chatoyantquill in person for the first time! She made the crystal pendent for me that I think is absolutely beautiful! I’m also looking forward to seeing the leaves turn colors, it’s one of my favorite times of the year. Day 30 of the September challenge by @journaling-junkie

  • Pen: Sailor Pro Gear Slim, Extra Fine
  • Ink: Diamine Oxblood
  • Writing Music: @elinorsroses 70′s witchy and kdrama playlists
signs as dumb YA novel clichés

Aries: The Chosen One~ “This wasn’t how my life was supposed to go. When I turned 18, I wasn’t expecting to be thrust into the Underworld. I was gonna go to college, be a normal student and rush Sigma Phi Chiapet my sophomore year. But everything is different now. The prophecy has spoken and I’m going to go through a training montage and become really badass really quickly even though I was against being the chosen one in the first place but now I have a black belt after a month of punching bags of sand and now I’m ready to save the world. And guess what. At the end of the book…………. I save the world.”

Taurus: The “you don’t know think you’re beautiful until a boy tells you so / not like the other girls” average looking protagonist~ “Hi. My name is Tookiewisp Flowerspark. I’ve got mousy brown hair and bright brown eyes. I’m tall and thin and I don’t have boobs yet. I love to wear my worn out high top converse and skinny jeans. Maybe if I wore a dress, boys my age would notice me. But to be honest, I’m just not into girly stuff like most other girls are. You could say I’m different.”

Gemini: Crush throughout the entire novel turns out to be an asshole~ “He’d never notice a girl like me. He doesn’t even know my name!’ *sudden makeover transformation where she takes her hair out of a ponytail and takes off her glasses* Boy: ‘Wow, Winteria Snow. I never realized how pretty you were until you put on makeup and put in some contacts. Will you be my girlfriend?’”

Cancer: Instant love~ “That’s when a saw her, walking down the street. She was coming my way. Her hair blew in the wind like a majestic mane of gold. The way she walked made my heart skip a beat. I started sweating and I couldn’t stop my heart from racing. I stared at her as she walked past and I tried to say hello, but my words came out in a jumble. She gave me a weird look and walked away. It was at that moment that I knew I had fallen in love and found my soulmate. Also, by the end of this book she falls in love with me even though I basically obsessively stalk her throughout the entire novel and have no redeeming qualities.”

Leo: The Queen Bee~ “That’s Brooke Richardsworth. She’s the coolest, most popular girl in school. She’s got long, straight blonde hair and wears pink skirts, pink cardigans and pink headbands. Those are her two slightly less attractive friends, Chelsea and Paige. Brooke is also dating my crush. We used to be friends, but ever since I accidentally spilled my chocolate milk on her back in the third grade, she’s done everything she can to make my life miserable.”

Virgo: Problematic parents~ “My parents recently got divorced, so now on the weekends I hang out with my dad, and during the week I hang out with my mom. It gets pretty tiring going back and forth after a while, but every other Saturday my dad (who is also a professor at a university) takes me camping and we roast hotdogs over a campfire which really makes up for it. Recently though, he’s been hanging around a new young blonde woman named Tamara Blake. He’s been spending all of his time with her. We haven’t even gone camping since they met!”

Libra: The improbable love triangle~ “What am I going to do? I have two boys who just got into a fight at school because they both are in love with me, average annoying weird superiority complex girl. On one hand, there’s Jackson- the brooding bad boy who wears leather jackets and rides motorcycles and treats me like garbage when he’s in a grumpy mood. Then on the other hand, there’s Theodore- the quiet sensitive one who reads books and drinks tea and I always catch him watching me from behind a bookshelf in the library! This is the hardest choice I’ve ever had to make in my life. I HAVE to choose one of them. But… who?”

Scorpio: The dystopian society~ “Hi, I’m Bland McBore. In our society, the rich and the poor are divided into two groups and all the rich people are evil and live in a city where there are floating vehicles and all the buildings are white marble and/or chrome, and all the poor people live in mud huts and have to eat bugs and also everything is a weird shade of gray to represent sadness or something. I am going to start a revolution and overthrow the government with the help of my two best friends and once we start to cause trouble with our rebellion, the leader who is probably an old white guy with a pointed beard will offer us riches that we originally fought against in the beginning but don’t worry we will heroically reject them and fight for equality and won’t stop until society is no longer divided. Also people will definitely die but it will all only be people we are conveniently close to. Me and my two best friends get to live until the very end because we move the plot forward.”

Sagittarius: Protagonist just moved to a new school~ “My dad got a new job so we had to move across the country. I’m really shy and quiet and dorky so I know that my first day is going to be horrible. The teacher will make me stand up at the front of the class and then I’ll cry because I’ll be thinking about my life in my old town. Then as I sit back down at my desk, the teacher will keep on teaching instead of addressing that one of her students is visibly upset and crying. Then, the boy behind me will tap on my shoulder and introduce himself- this boy will be the guy I keep as my friend until the end of the novel where, plot twist, he ends up being my perfect match all along.”

Capricorn: The Intellectual~ “My favorite past time is to go to this tree up on a hill where my mom is buried that is also conveniently in the middle of the woods but also within a short walking distance from my house. I go there and I just think. Not of a lot of kids from school do that these days. Everyone is so obsessed with the latest gossip or the latest trend that it seems like everyone forgot how to, well, think. Sometimes I wish I was like them. I wish I could turn off my brain and mindlessly walk around without a care in the world. But I can’t because I’m different and smarter than everyone else and I also like to read and I love the smell of old books and reading and did I mention that I also love to read.”

Aquarius: Really weird “quirky” names~ “Hi, I’m Ingridagelica Applewindbalmkettlefish and this is my story. I know, I know, my name is pretty strange. My parents picked it because they said that when I was born they knew I was going to grow up and do something really great and unique and they also said that it means “not like the other girls” when spoken in Latin.” 

Pisces: The “nice guy” guy friend who turns out to be The One all along~ “I just can’t believe my crush won’t notice me! Tell me Carter, what am I doing wrong?” “Nothing, Skylightquia. If it’s worth anything, I think you’re pretty…. uh, pretty awesome, I mean.” *Skylightquia sighs and looks up at the stars from the rooftop they got onto somefuckinghow* “The stars are really beautiful, aren’t they?” *Carter looks at her meaningfully* “Yeah they are”

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day one - favourite s1 episode: 1.16 love boat

Well, maybe she doesn’t want to jeopardize your friendship. Maybe she’s never had a best friend like you before and that probably means a lot to her. So don’t take it personally. You just have to be patient.