can this man be any more perfect

Cecilos Week 2017

Ah, yes. The long-awaited Cecilos week is finally here! Sorry for the delay on all this but, yknow, time is just a made-man concept anyways! Below you will find the dates, prompts, and rules/guidlines for the week below. 

Dates: January 29th to February 4th

Prompts:

  • Day 1: Fashion/Science
  • Day 2: Future/Past
  • Day 3: Away/Home
  • Day 4: Interloper/Night Vale
  • Day 5: Free Day
  • Day 6: Perfect/Imperfect
  • Day 7: Marriage/Proposal

Rules/Guidelines

  • You can use one or both of the prompts for each day. While the prompts are more like suggestions to give you ideas, I ask that you do at least try to use one seeing as they essentially will be what separates Cecilos week creations from regular fanworks. 
  • Any type of fan creation is encouraged! This includes fan art, fanfiction, edits, typography, playlists, meta posts, cosplay, and even fan crafts. Basically, if you created it, then feel free to send it here. 
  • I will be tracking the tags #cecilosweek2017 and #cecilos week 2017. Please use those if you wish for your content to appear on this blog. Also, tagging this blog directly can work too. 
  • You may make NSFW content based upon our prompts, but it will not be reblogged to this blog. I want to make this a safe space for people of all ages!
  • Anything discriminatory in nature will not be reblogged here.
  • Other characters can be featured in your fan works but we ask that whatever is that you create centers around the relationship between Cecil and Carlos, seeing as this is Cecilos week. 
  • AUs for fanworks are allowed!
  • If you wish to submit something rather than post it on your own blog, then please give me a warning ahead of time.
  • If you would rather post a fanwork on another site (Ao3, deviantart, etc.) then feel free to provide a link to your work instead in a post on here.

Well, that’s basically it! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me here or on my Night Vale blog @my-niece-janice. This blog is still currently under construction, but hopefully all the kinks will be worked out soon. Thank you all, and I can’t wait to see what you all create! Have fun!

DEAR EVAN HANSEN LYRIC STARTERS ! 
     feel free to change any pronouns & such & make it more like your muse would say it, if you need to ! <3

“ have you been writing those letters to yourself? ”
“ dear ____, today’s gonna be a good day & here’s why…”
“ can we try to have an optimistic outlook, huh? ”
“ can we buck up just enough to see the world won’t fall apart? ”
“ we’re not giving up before we’ve tried. ”
“ this year, we make a new start. ”
“ perfect. ”
“ i’m proud of you already. ”
“ another stellar conversation for the scrapbook. ”
“ i’m kinda coming up empty. ”
“ does anybody have a map? ”
“ anybody maybe happen to know how the hell to do this? ”
“ i don’t know if you can tell, but this is just me pretending to know. ”
“ i need a clue. ”
“ the scary truth is i’m flying blind. ”
“ i’m making this up as i go. ”
“ you are not missing the first day. ”
“ i already said i’d go tomorrow. ”
“ he doesn’t listen. ”
“ look at him, he’s probably high.”
“ he’s definitely high. ”
“ each days another wrong turn. ”
“ i’ve learned to slam on the brake before i even turn the key. ”
“ give them no reason to stare. ”

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anonymous asked:

Do you do Scotland?

Ya. Here’s his headcanons.

  • Possessive Yandere:
    • He gives me Sangwoo (Killing Stalking) vibes.
    • Wants you to be by his side at all times. You can’t go anywhere unless he says so.
    • Salty af when he sees you talking to another man. Like he can be glaring at the two of you, and he’ll bitch- I mean, sulk for the rest of the day about it.
    • Easily jealous (you can probably tell that by now). If he ever notices any signs that you might like someone else more than him, someone will get hurt (most likely you).
    • Constantly has an arm around your waist or any signs that indicate that you are his.
    • His grip becomes especially tighter when you are fighting against him or his jealousy meter is going up.
    • If you don’t mind getting dragged and constantly pushed around, then perfect. You have the patience of something I find incomprehensible. Additionally, you are perfect for him (not that I am saying you deserve to be in that position, but you get what I mean.)
    • What makes it difficult is how other people see him. No one would believe you if you accuse him of hurting you. He’s just that deceiving.
    • Why stalk when you already live at his place? It’s not like he’ll let you leave his side for even just a second, so there really is no point in stalking.
    • So far, he just sounds abusive and awful (and he is), but at least he really does love you. Eventually, you’ll understand that. He’s pretty similar to Luciano (2p!Italy). Plus, the only reason why he’s like that is because you are possibly rebelling against him or any of the likes. It’s called “character development.”
    • I feel bad for anyone who becomes his rival, though. They’d be fortunate enough if they only die a quick death, because Scotty here is planning more than just that.
    • His kills are messy. I mean, with all the torturing he probably did, how can he not? Although he should be found out right now, he’s not, because of how thorough he is with cleaning and getting rid of any evidence.
Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty — a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture, without appeal to any part of our weaker nature, without the gorgeous trappings of painting or music, yet sublimely pure, and capable of a stern perfection such as only the greatest art can show. The true spirit of delight, the exaltation, the sense of being more than Man, which is the touchstone of the highest excellence, is to be found in mathematics as surely as poetry.
—  Bertrand Russell
Caryl fic wars

Here you go @lovesdaryl - this is exceptionally rushed, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Anyway, after this little angst-break I can now return to the smutfest I was wriitng ;)

*****

Carol imagined that in another world, in another life, this could have been the picture of perfect, blissful domesticity.

The plates cleared and cleaned after a delicious, home-cooked meal.

The log fire blazing in the grate.

The man she loved more than any other huddled under the warm, knitted blanket, gazing softly into the flames.

But this wasn’t another world. This wasn’t another life. This was here and now, in a dangerous and cruel world, and the man she loved was more lost and broken than she had ever seen him.

The flickering light from the fire illuminated Daryl’s face, highlighting just how tired he was, how much the past few weeks seemed to have aged him.

“I know you said you were going back tonight,” Carol said softly, as she knelt before the fire, placing herself beside him. “But I can’t let you. Not tonight. Not now.  You stopped me running away once before. Let me return the favor.”

“I didn’t…” he began, but trailed off. Even in the dim light Carol could see the words he wanted to say were paining him. “I shoulda been there to bring you back before. If I had, we wouldn’t have been out there and been captured, and… Glenn…” He dropped his head, and his shoulders shook with grief. Very tentatively Carol reached towards him, and he accepted her touch readily, clutching to her like a lifeline as he wept.

“It’s not your fault,” she whispered to him over and over, as she tried to comprehend the loss herself. Both Glenn and Abraham, gone forever. The idea was inconceivable. And it was precisely why she had run away; to escape the never-ending cycle of death. But it seemed that she couldn’t outrun death for long. And with Daryl here now, her choice to run was laid bare.

Finally he quieted, and very slowly he raised his blood-shot, swollen eyes to meet her gaze. “Come back with me,” he said.

Her heart ached to say yes, to leave with him, but she wasn’t ready to go back. As long as she stayed away from Alexandria she could pretend, deep in her soul, that both Glenn and Abraham were still alive, that her family was safe. “I’ll think about it,” she said, and she moved her hand to cradle the back of Daryl’s head, then placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

But as she tried to move away, Daryl held onto her, and pressed a sudden, clumsy, wet kiss to her lips. “Come back with me,” he repeated.

She was breathless, her heart pounding with the shock of what he had just done. She had wanted him for longer than she could remember but had never wanted to push him, and so had always waited for him to make the first move. She had long assumed that her feelings would never be reciprocated. Very tentatively, she brushed some of his tears away from his cheek with the pad of her thumb, then ran her hand gently over the unshaven scruff of his jaw and drew him closer, brushing her lips softly over his. “Stay tonight,” she said. “And I promise I’ll think about it.”

He nodded softly, and pulled the blanket from around his shoulders so that he could wrap them both up together, and Carol allowed herself the slightest of melancholic smiles. There was that scene of domesticity that she longed for at last…

Me: I really want to sit down and write a detailed headcanon on Lefou’s co-dependency on Gaston and try to analyze their relationship.

My Brain: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO ONNNNNNNNNEEEE’SSSSS SLICK AS GASTON. NO ONE’S QUICK AS GASTON. NO ONE’S NECK’S AS INCREDIBLY THICK AS GASTON’S. FOR THERE’S NO MAN IN TOWN HALF AS MANLY. PERFECT A PURE PARAGON. YOU CAN ASK ANY TOM, DICK, OR STANLEY, AND THEY’LL TELL YOU WHOSE TEAM THEY PREFER TO BE ON.

Me: Would be really great if I could just focus on getting these thoughts dow–

My Brain: There’s a beast running wild, there’s no question. But I fear the wrong monster’s released….

Me: Ok let’s just take some time to–

My Brain: GO SEE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST TEN MORE TIMES. WORK ON COSPLAY. NO ONE’S FINE AS GASTON, AGED LIKE WINE AS GASTON, NO ONE TAKES OL’ LEFOU FROM BEHIND LIKE GASTON.

Attention - Scott Lang x Reader x Vision

Originally posted by theavengers

Originally posted by birdmacklin

Words: 1351
Pairing: Scott Lang x Reader x Vision (more so Scott, though.)
Warnings: swearing, as usual, drinking
Requested by anon
I freaking love your fics! Could I request a Scott Lang/Vision type of thing where Vision is infatuated with the reader and gets jealous and starts acting weird whenever he sees the reader and Scott hanging out? Vice versa for Scott too if possible. You can end it in any direction you think would be fitting :) Thank you! <3
A/n: I actually watched Ant-Man today so I was soo ready to write this request. I think I followed the prompt pretty well, but it’s not perfect.

Masterlist.


Vision phased through a wall. Scott had Wanda’s help to throw him up the stairs. They did everything they could to slow down the other one.

You walked out of the meeting room, only to be bumped into by Scott. “Whoa, watch where you’re going when moving that quick.” You laughed a bit. “Hi Scott.”

“Hi Y/N! I have a question for you!” He smiled.

“What’s up?” You asked.

“So a few people are going out tonight and I wanted to know if you’d want to tag along with me?” He smiled.

“I’d love to.” You smiled back at Scott.

“Oh I understand- wait, you said yes? Yes!” Scott smiled, then Vision walked up to you.

“Afternoon, Y/N.” Vision said. “Hello Scott.”

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Meddling

Title: Meddling

Pairing: Spencer Reid x reader

Based off of this anon request:

Could you do a lil somethin somethin where the reader is an aspiring author and she gets transferred to the BAU and when she meets Rossi she gets all fangirly and awkward and stuff because he’s her favorite author? Reid gets a bit jealous cause he has a small crush on her from reading her file and just seeing her so Rossi ends up trying to set them up and it works? Thank you! (Also maybe adding some puns would be gr8 cause there can never be enough puns in the world)

A/N: I would’ve added more puns, but I couldn’t come up with any organically. I, too, enjoy puns. Gosh, his hair is perfect. I digress. Enjoy! Thank you for requesting! XOXOXO

Originally posted by toyboxboy

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Things people expected an ALBW!Link to do or be

- Fight Yuga 24/7 with precision and skill

- Make out with Princess Zelda 

- Have him charm every girl he meets like a true man

- Perfected swordsman without even trying

- A model citizen

Things my ALBW!Link actually does

- Threw pocket sand in Yuga’s eyes during a fight

- Also tried to scrub Yuga to death using soap and a brush

- Can hardly even look at Zelda without freezing like a deer in headlights

- Squawks awkwardly at any attempts to flirt with him

- Believed a bowl of chocolate pudding was actually shit once and threw it at Ravio’s face

- Meets the past ghost heroes. Proceeds to throw salt at them in order to exorcise the house.

- Pissed off a ghost so badly he broke through his window and ran away because Sky can be scary

- Accidentally taught a bird to swear in a fit of rage

- Nearly killed himself with a monkey wrench

- Wanted to have alone time with Hylia to talk about an incident at her temple. Panics and says they were both going to the bathroom together instead, causing everyone he works with to freak out.

- Has gotten drunk. Twice.

- Choked Ravio with his own scarf.

- Met a personification of Lorule’s triforce and thought he was going to be smitten off the face of Hyrule. Proceeds to scream.

- Wants to build a robot after meeting Bowyetta but doesn’t know how to

anonymous asked:

Any Pip/Ruckus headcannons? I like to think that they're bros, since both of them are scientists (kinda), smol and annoying little shits (also, they are the offense-oriented characters in non-offensive classes, and their ults can combo very nicely)

Oh man, that’s perfect. I thought the same thing, but you described it amazingly! I had a lot of fun writing these, and would totally do more. 

- They are bros! 

- They once in a blue moon work on a project together, but mainly they just hang out.

- Bolt doesn’t like Pip that much, but deep down he thanks him for being such a good friend to Ruckus. 

- The inventions they make are absolutely useless. They once made the ‘pancake-o-matic’ that just flipped pancakes nonstop.

- They really bring out the good parts of each other! Ruckus makes Pip stop stressing and Pip makes Ruckus laugh.

- They rant to each other a lot. Pip really isn’t the best choice for a support champion, and he knows it. Ruckus feels the same about being a Front Line!

Psycho-Pass {Sentence Starters}
  • "When a man faces fear, his soul is tested."
  • "Either your assumptions are wrong, or you have gone crazy."
  • "There's a limit to the amount of pleasure a person can obtain."
  • "The opposite of boredom is not pleasure but excitement."
  • "You disappointed me. So I have to give you a punishment."
  • "In order to measure a person’s worth, you must do more than push them."
  • "But pleasure brought out by intellect is infinite."
  • "A perfect plan doesn't mean having everything go within expectations."
  • "Regret your helplessness and feel despair."
  • "People will gladly seek out any kind of excitement, even pain."
  • "As a leader, you need to learn from the mistakes of others, not your own."
  • "Accept what's happening before your eyes as a fact."
  • "I just long for a world in which ordinary things are done in an ordinary way."
  • "Everyone here is the same. They don't notice anything."
  • "What I think the most troublesome desire is the desire for attention."
  • "They don't say anything. And they don't think anything."
  • "Flattery will get you everywhere."
  • "Why don't you buy paper books? E-books lack character."
  • "It has nothing to do with good or bad. It's like, it's there, so we accept and use it."
  • "I want to see the splendor of people's souls."
  • "Everyone is alone. Everyone is empty. People no longer have need of others."
  • "There's no longer a chance for recovery."
  • "I think the only time people really have value is when they act according to their own will."
  • "No matter where you are, people find a way to entertain themselves."
  • "I'm sorry. I couldn't keep my promise."
  • "I wonder what sort of criteria you use to divide people into good and evil."
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Sorry this has taken so long Anon. I promise I haven’t ignored your request.

Requested by Anon #167

Deadshot: You alright man?
El Diablo: I’m kinda nervous…
Deadshot: Getting cold feet? It’s a bit late now.
El Diablo: How can I make Y/N happy? What if I mess it up?
Deadshot: Then you’ve got your whole life to make it up to her.
Y/N: *starts to walk down the aisle*
El Diablo: I didn’t think Y/N could look more perfect. *smiles*
Deadshot: Any doubts now?
El Diablo: Why would I have any doubts? I can’t wait to spend my life with Y/N. It’s going to be perfect.
Y/N: *smiles* You okay?
El Diablo: Never been happier.
Y/N: Then let’s get this wedding started.

She’s beautiful, with a heart as golden as they come. Her grind is unique, and she can light up any room that she walks in. She’s far from perfect, but everyday, this Queen gets better. She’s not looking for a fairy tale; she’s looking for someone loyal, and that’s just as tired of getting it wrong. She’s looking for more than just money, because she has her own. At the end of the day, she’s just looking to share something special; and something that lasts with a man that was worth all of the tears she cried before him.

myspiritandyourvoice  asked:

Ok hmu with the feels

 glinda voice: I HOPE YOURE HAPPYYY (drama boi)


it begins as any blissful moment so perfect it must be tainted would. erik had been speaking very humorously of a moment in his past, a rare look for her of the man that he has always been and not the monster he viciously claims to be. and so delighted she is by his tale that she begins to laugh, first a stifles, gurgling sound like a babbling brook, suddenly taking on more encouragement by the dance of humor in his eyes and the cracking of his smug expression of surprise. bubbly intoned pealing resounds through small space as she cannot help the tears from falling in eye creases down alabaster cheeks flushed with embarrassment at her reaction. but he is so funny, he is when he tilts his head and tries to understand her as though she is more complex than those magnanimous tomes on his shelves that he knows so well and this is only more funny. she cannot conceal ridiculous delight at the story of a boy sneaking sweets from his vengeful mother and her stomach clenches as she falls back on the pillow of divan, abdomen rising and falling with the stretch of dazzling smile across visage. crinkled chin and propped elbow assist in guiding sepia hues to the man once more, catching his bent posture directed towards the wall and it is then she sees it

the very edges. the very tips of of unconcealed lower mouth the slightest upturn, the most precious crease of a smile.

it is a flitting thing so shortly alive and most genuine of any she has witnessed. yet dissolves entirely when amber pools meet her gaze and turn away instantly with fearful shame in them. averted profile. tight jawline. her own smile dissipates into awe and wonder akin to the reaction of such a sight! an unjust end. a secret best kept.

erik she says. you are afraid to smile.

he does not reply he is bitter. what can he be thinking behind the role he plays? the cruel and merciless phantom must not laugh, after all. this is what he believes and it is always vexing but now it is so hurtful. eyebrow softens as soprano realizes the maestros true state and mourns inwardly for so broken a creature. this turns to aggravation at his pride. not him, but the things about him that keep him from leaving the smallest of hiding places. she knows this as she gains fixedly at the protruding lip beneath the edge of mask and tears begin to blur eyes filled with awe. a finger she lifts to the lip, a gift of touch for him that he might feel that is tentative at first but a soft sigh escapes her at the softness of his skin that she did not know was there. his lips are jagged and cracked even on this exposed side and yet they are not gruesome.

why do you not allow yourself to smile, to laugh as any other? arch of brow hardens into coldness at his own inability to feel, to stop shrinking from her and further condemn himself. why must erik be this way so that she hates him for what he does to himself? it is because you are so pained inside is it not? because you think a single show of happiness can destroy you. you like it that way. tis’ much safer to feel nothing at all than to allow yourself that hurt. you are miserable. her finger moves to the spot which turned upwards and softly indented those sunken pale cheeks and it is too much. she rises from her place beside him, wiping her eye in acceptance of his blindness. he accuses her for what she sees, yet he is unaware of his own beauties until he has already destroyed them.

anonymous asked:

Like you, I believe seb and margarita aren't together anymore. There just isn't anything pointing to them being together. I just think it's sad how seb seems to be holding on to her. Of course no one is perfect, but seb is such a sweet guy, but him chasing after her like he seems to be doing is a waste. She just seems to be very un genuine and very clearly not interested in seb any more. Now that she doesn't seem to be getting much attention from him, she could care less about him.

We can’t be sure how their relationship is now, based on some comments I think it’s a friendship but either way he seems more dedicated to it than her. I don’t like the “make the man the victim” thing but it makes you wonder and sometimes I feel sorry for him as well because I know the feeling of holding on to someone in the hope of getting some attention.

She seems to be independent from him now and he needs to get that or he’ll look like that ex that can’t let go, I can’t blame her completely on this as much as I dislike her behavior, if it’s over then it’s over.

anonymous asked:

25, 26 💖

25. do you have a favorite live performance?

ngl but all the run lives from music shows are my fav;; espically this one. the clothes the hair THOSE CHOKERS kill me;; but perfect man kills me everytime I watch it asgkjashg pjm will be the end of me istg

26. fave picture(s) of your bias(es)?

… all these from here, and here any pictures that you can clearly see his dimples, any pictures where chokers are present annnnd this very beautiful picture of hoseok

now for yoongi, I LOVE every single grey haired yoongi picture, whenever chokers are present as well, and my all time fav this ( i love looking at yoongi photograph;;)

and this

kpop (more like bangtan) asks <3

anonymous asked:

peach, coconut, blackberry :)

Peach: do you have any piercings or tattoos?

My earlobes were pierced at one point, but I’m trying to let the holes close up so I can get a more even piercing and maybe add on a couple more. c:

Coconut: favorite perfume?

Oh man, I own a lot of perfumes. D: I guess I really like sweet scents? I’ve had my eyes on this cotton candy perfume, and I’m probably gonna buy it after I get paid because it’s perfect.

Blackberry: is your life an action film, a comedy, a romantic comedy, or drama?

I’ve pretty much been through all of them except action. More often than not, I feel like I’m in some kind of indie drama (that sometimes slips over into romcom). 

anonymous asked:

bts x countries please?

jungkook: united states - there’s a lot going on with him and everyone knows. He’s a man of variety, can do things of many sorts and has talents from many areas, and everyone knows it. Diverse, they call it. More than most, but perhaps not enough for some. Regardless, there’s a unique flare about him. It’s something that attracts people from all around the world no matter age or gender, color or size. He’s someone with a charm for any taste. He’s not perfect. He’s not the best of the best, but he tries, putting forth his full effort and that’s why he shines. 

rapmon: china - there since the beginning, but not many are aware. Despite adversity, despite desperate times, he never faltered. He strove through from the start and will continue to do so until the end. He might not be proud of everything he’s done but he still keeps his head high, trying to maintain his honor. He’s wise, known for his wisdom, for his pretty words and thought provoking philosophy. He puts meaning into what he does, influencing others to attempt the same. 

j-hope: brazil - he’s colorful. He’s festive. He has flare. There are many interesting things about him. His spontaneity always makes you curious of what else is in store for you. Many don’t realize how important he is, don’t realize how many sides he has to him and all that he has to offer. He has a lot of variety, but it’s not widely known. Regardless, he still makes a name for himself. He still makes himself known through just being the person he truly is. 

suga: switzerland - he’s the calm one, the rational one, the one who tries to stay away from needless confrontation. He has a strong foundation. He does well for himself and he has the strength to protect himself, but he doesn’t flaunt it. He doesn’t see the need to. He carries on, living his own life, living the way he wants without getting in the way of someone else, without creating conflict when he doesn’t have to. Despite his tranquility, people know to leave him alone. They know not to anger him.

jimin: india - there’s something about him that makes it seem like he’s always dancing, always excited, always having fun. Despite the negative energy that could be lurking around him trying to bring him down, trying to give him a reason to not be happy, he doesn’t pay attention to it. He lets his body be carried away by the music. He lets his mind only focus on what’s important, what’s positive. And he somehow manages to bring that joy to anyone who comes near him. His euphoria is contagious, attracting you no matter what’s weighing you down. 

jin: england - he’s known for his elegance in every way, shape or form. He acts with thought, with care; however, there’s a different side to him, one most people aren’t aware of. One that isn’t easy to see or notice if you’re not close enough, if you only observe from afar. It’s not necessarily good. It’s not necessarily bad. It’s simply something you wouldn’t have expected, wouldn’t have expected from him, him and his pretty and posh exterior, the kind in people’s dreams. 

v: japan - he’s quirky. He’s not your everyday guy, but that’s what makes him unique. Sure, he’s “normal,” in some ways, “relatable,” of course too. There’s no denying that. But there’s something about the expressions he makes, the things he says, the gestures he makes, there’s something about his entire being that just interests people. Even though everyone is different, his special qualities really shine through, making it apparent for anyone whether they see him from a distance or up close. 

- Devi ー( ´ ▽ ` )ノ