complexity of light

It was probably Elise who made Leo wear the flowers - Takumi is very much amused

anonymous asked:

A Hanzo x Reader where some guys try to hit on the reader and Hanzo gets all jealous and protective of them? I love your blog so so much and it's inspired me to try making one of my own, so thank you! :D

Originally posted by lookinggrim

Hanzo is such a beautiful man fuck me dude Honestly, I got excited for this ask cause I live for protective Hanzo hc. Thank you so much for requesting it and for liking my blog!<3 I’m so sorry this took a while to post.

Send your requests here. (Requests are currently closed as I’m getting through the ones I have.)

“I’m a bit surprised you agreed to come out with me.” You sip from your cup, marveling at the cherry blossoms Hanamura had to offer. He looks a bit taken back by the statement but brushes it off quickly.

“And why is that?” He asks crossing his arms over his chest. You turn to him, taking another sip of your tea. This time, however, it is loud and more of a slurp. You giggle as you note a small twitch of irritation in his eye.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed but your rather reserved.” You titter while placing the cup down.

“It was how I was raised.” He points out, fingers reaching for his own cup. “A tough habit to grow out of really.” He looks at you as he drinks. A loud slurp emanating over the rim of the cup. You shake your head laughing at his silliness.  The sound of your laugh shakes his bones while a warmth fills his stomach. His smile is full of pride. There’s some sort of gratification from being the one to make you laugh.

“You’re really something, Hanzo.”

“I shall take that as a compliment.” He tips his cup in your direction like a toast. You laugher dies down, a comfortable silence fills the air around you. The smell of tea and sweets sweeps through the breeze, the small shop buzzing with business inside.

“I was speaking with Genji the other day.” You speak calmly, eyes trained on how the flowers sway with the wind. “I wanted to learn more about Hanamura.”

He frowns, a bit insulted. Why had you not come to him? He would have gladly told you everything there was to know. The sights, the sounds, and everything you could imagine to question.

“He told me about this arcade place not too far from here.” You look at him, expectantly. He knows which one you speak of immediately. It was a place where Genji often went to waste his time instead of working on his duties. “I wondered if you wanted to go?”

Hanzo frowns. “Why did you not ask him to take you?” There’s more malice in his voice than he meant. He did not mean to let his jealousy spill. He clears his throat in an attempt to mask his slip up.

You, however, seem unfazed. “Because I want to go with you.”

Suddenly, he feels a bit childish.

“Ah,” He pauses, toying with the rim of his teacup. He finds himself at a loss for words. Rummaging his head for something say. Should he apologize? Should he simple ignore his sudden spite of words and continue.

You look him over, his face stoic but his eyes show his internal struggle. “Something the matter?”

Hanzo shakes his head before giving you a small smile. “No,” He tries his will at hiding his excitement. It’s a bit hard but he manages for his sake. “I would like that. You wish to go today?”

You nod at him with a smile.

“Very well,” He moved to stand, grabbing his jacket while doing so. “I will go pay for our meal. Then we can head over.” He sees the way your face lights up, a smile pulling onto his lips much more prominently.

It takes him but a moment to reach the counter and pay for the two of you. He thanks the cashier and waiter as he exits back to meet you outside. However, what he sees before him has his boiling. There is a group of three men surrounding you. The leader had moved to place his arms around you as his friends stalk you like vultures. You laugh awkwardly as they continue to pester you with questions and comments.

He takes a deep breath to compose himself. Something within him festers but he moves to swallows his anger. He cannot- will not- stand still as these men pester at you with hungry looks and wandering hands. In an instant, he is at your side. The grace of his footsteps fall silent to their ears but his presence is loud enough to demand their attention away from you. He takes your hand in his, intertwining his fingers with yours effortlessly.

“My dearest,” The roughness of his facial hair prickles your skin. “Forgive for taking long. There was a line to pay.”

You’re a bit baffled by his actions. Hanzo never having been so forward and affectionate with you even during your back and forth flirtations. That is when the reality of the what he is doing it hits you and you decide to play along.

“Oh Babe, don’t worry these men were keeping me company while I waited for you.” You motion over to the men with feigned smile. “See fellas, I told you my boyfriend would be back.”

Hanzo looks over to the men with a look of malice clear in his eyes. They are much larger than him in stature and in height. He, of course, does not falter. His hand grips at your hip pulling you into him protectively. His action causes you to be pulled away from one of the man’s intrusive arm and into Hanzo’s embrace.

“Hah, this is your boyfriend?” One of the men pipes in, looking Hanzo over rather unimpressed. Hanzo simply smiles. It is not gentle nor sweet. It is not a smile he gives you when you joke and play around. It is full of impatience and irritation as they all laugh at him.

“You find that funny?” Hanzo raises a brow, and the man stops to stare at him. The stranger scoffs. He moves closer to the two of you. Hanzo eyes him carefully, instinctively moving to unravel the hand on your hip. He brings it in front of you, gently herding you to stand behind him and away from the approaching offender.

“And if I do?” He asks while straightening his stance. You almost laugh as the leader of the three men tries to make himself more intimidating. His buddies do little but look a bit lost. “What are you going to do about it?”

“Hanzo,” You place a hand on his shoulder as you notice a crowd begin to form. “Let’s just go.”

He looks over his shoulder at as you shoot him a pleading glance. A wave of wretch and regret flushing him as he sees the emotion on your face. Has he taken this too far?

He nods, not sparing glance at the man before him as he turns to walk away. “You really going to leave with this guy, baby?” The man calls after you. “Come on now, I can show you a much better time.” For the second time, the man reaches out to grab at you.

In an instant, Hanzo has him bent over backwards. The strangers offending arm held at an odd and uncomfortable angle as he cries out in pain. Hanzo leans in, looming over him with a dangerous aura. Though, the crowd of people watching are a bit scared at the action, you can’t help but notice how striking his features are.

He looks handsome as is, even gorgeous when he smiles. However, now as his face is hardened, eyes trained with danger, something about it fills the pit of your stomach with excitement.

Damn, he really is something.

“Leave us.” He pushes the man in front of him before letting go of his arm. His friends jerk a few steps back trying to avoid being toppled. The two accomplices go to assist their leader regain himself while nursing his strained arm. He glares a them once last time before taking your hand in his once more. “Come, let us go.”

You’re a bit shocked at the display that just occurred before you. You follow not too far behind him as he guides you through the crowds with ease.

“Hanzo.” You call to him, but he makes no notion to stop. He’s walking much faster than you can keep up with. “Hanzo!”

The way he suddenly stops has you almost colliding into him.

You’re a bit out of breath by how fast he had been pulling him along but give him a reassuring smile. His face looks a bit heartbroken by the gesture and before you know it he pulls you along once more. It’s not long before you’re in an alley between what looks like a ramen shop and an apartment complex. The light of a vending machine illuminating the small space as the sun begins to set. He pulls you to stand in front of him, his hand never leaving yours as he begins to speak.

“Forgive me.” He starts, you cannot hear it but his heart beats rapidly in his chest. “I could not control myself. The way those men looked at you, with such lingering eyes.” He huffs, not realizing he is fuming. The light of his tattoo glowing while he speaks. “He even grabbed at you! I should have done more than just twist his arm. I should have broken it.”

You watch as he seethes to himself, his eyes everywhere but you. Your hand is still in his as you raise it to lightly place a kiss on his knuckles. Immediately, he stops. A blush forms on his cheeks as he finally turns his attention to you very suddenly.

“Thank you, Hanzo.” You smile sweetly at him, his face warms even more by the sight of it. “Come on, let’s go to the arcade.” You lead him out of the alley, before motioning him to continue the rest of the way. He does so silently. You walk a good block or so, still hand in hand, before you speak up once more.

“Jealousy looks good on you, by the way. Your face does this thing that’s kinda attractive.” He scowls, you almost break into laughter when you notice how it’s more of a pout.

“I was not jealous.” He quips back as you swing his and your hand back and forth as you both walk together.

You giggle, his face flushing red at the compliment. “If you say so.”

soundwave-and-cassettes  asked:

Are Soundwave+the cassettes and Shockwave in the apartment AU?


Soundwave is loving single father

his twins Rumble and Frenzy go out of their way to make trouble and piss everyone off

Soundwave frequently has to go down to Megatron’s apartment because ‘give my cat back’

soundwave knows exactly when the twins are plotting trouble

they can never sneak out because he catches them every time

rumble and frenzy are in high school. maybe freshmen

baby bro Ratbat is cute lil toddler baby

will pull down the curtains and rumble and frenzy get the blame

laserbeak is serious older sister

gets shit done

great grades

megatron loves her

soundwave is so serious and quiet but most loving father

great at cooking

makes them all homemade lunches

has a baby sling for Ratbat

probably use to have child leashes for rumble and frenzy

though he mostly just lets the cause trouble

they get into fights at school

suspended so much

so many detention slips

Indian family 

Soundwave wears a turban

no one knows his hair is actually dyed dark blue

their apartment looks like it came straight from the 80s

boom boxes and cassettes tapes everywhere




Tailgate and he cassettes call him a pirate

everyone is slightly intimidated by him

has lived there for ages

once upon a time years and years ago he used to be nice and friendly

and then the next day he was crazy scientist man with no emotions

sends Tailgates Christmas cards back with a message ‘this is illogical’

is a serious science man

facial expression never changes

his one eye looks dead

receding hair line

wears expensive black business suits

with a purple tie

entire apartment is purple

purple underpants too

can science but can not cook

burns everything

sets off the fire alarm

*fire starts* “that is illogical’

probably has a special sock drawer

rumble and frenzy dyed his hair bright neon purple as a joke

reminds everyone of hannibal 

What I love most about The Goldberg Variations is when Richie’s mom hands Mulder the wrench. Dana Scully, all around badass with med school loans, knows perfectly well how to fix that sink. But, for her own amusement, she’s like Yes, by all means, give the wrench to my white-bread boyfriend who hires people to do anything more complex than changing a light bulb while my three-siblinged Navy brat ass grew up thinking only millionaires paid people to cut the grass.

We have to realize that all of us are a complex mixture of light and shadows. The other person is much more than the sum of the little things that annoy me. Love does not have to be perfect for us to value it. The other person loves me as best they can, with all their limits, but the fact that love is imperfect does not mean that it is untrue or unreal. It is real, albeit limited and earthly. If I expect too much, the other person will let me know, for he or she can neither play God nor serve all my needs.
—  Pope Francis, Amoris Laetitia
I Won't Go Silent Into The Night

I won’t agree with your hollow small-talk just to see you smile
I won’t ever understand your incessant need to define everything in six words or less
I won’t pretend I didn’t see what I saw
I won’t laugh at your sexist xenophobic jokes
I won’t become another zombie drooling over his designer shoes down Main Street

With your classic rock
Old time values
Hemingway novels
Father’s Day tool sets
Luxury vehicles
Everything designer

With your casual racism
Relaxed-fit khakis
Ronald Regan
Richard Nixon
Opinion columns
Corinthian columns
Artisan grocers
Artisan vomit

With your banana peels
German Shepards
Semi-automatic pistols
Bad breath
Gym membership
Gluten allergy
Superiority complex
Making light of everything
Walking blindfolded with your hand on the rail

I won’t go silent into the night
And I won’t ever understand why you did

Hubble Sees the Force Awakening in a Newborn Star

This celestial lightsaber does not lie in a galaxy far, far away, but rather inside our home galaxy, the Milky Way. It’s inside a turbulent birthing ground for new stars known as the Orion B molecular cloud complex, located 1,350 light-years away.

In the center of the image, partially obscured by a dark, Jedi-like cloak of dust, a newborn star shoots twin jets out into space as a sort of birth announcement to the universe

Credit: NASA / ESA

you are the sun in my sky, warm and bright. you’re the light in the dark and the heat in the cold. you’re laughter in tears. you are my love.

you are the moon in my sky, guiding me at night. you’re beautiful and loving and kind. you’re gentle. you’re loved. you are my love.

you are every constellation, millions of complex combinations of dying light. you are light being born. you’re everything. you are my love.

Ancient Wisdom

“Oh, great wise Aphria, Queen of the Forest, tell us what thoughts percolate in your ancient mind!” the druids sang up into the treetops above.

The fairies and fireflies flew circles in the air, giving the forest an ethereal atmosphere as they danced about in complex aerial maneuvers, and their light illuminated the darkness of the deep forest. 

Their dance was interrupted as suddenly the ground shook, rumbling as though an earthquake has struck. The druids in their blue and green cloaks lost their balance and tripped as it seemed like the earth itself slipped from beneath their feet. The roots slithered and wriggled across the ground as suddenly, the largest and oldest tree in the center of the forest began to move.

Aphria, the last of the Great Tree Sages, opened her eyes. She looked down at her druid summoners. Her eyes were piercing blue and her face, though old with many eras, commanded respect and timelessness.

As she spoke, her soft voice carried with it gravitas and spirit that the druids have never heard before. “You have done well to summon me, young mortals. I shall impart with you my ancient wisdom of eras long gone.” and so she spoke to them for 3 days and 3 nights, and the druids wrote down every word.

When she was finally done, she closed her eyes. “And now, I fare thee well, mortals. I shall speak to your kind once again when the treetops line up with the heavens, two thousands and four hundred winters from now.” and thus she went back into the ground.

Many more eons have passed, and Aphria was ready to awaken and share her wisdom with the world once again. Though this time, she wasn’t awakened by the heavenly singing of a group of devoted druids, but by the ruckus and noise of thousands of news vans within and just outside of her forest.

“What is the matter of this, humans?” she woke up with a start, or as much of a start a tree can have. She pushed aside a few vans that were parked on top of her roots.

“Ms. Aphria, Ms. Aphria! What will you be voting in the upcoming election? Is it true you still haven’t applied for citizenship? What has been stopping you?” a barrage of thousands of questions blasted her ancient wooden ears.

“Silence!” she screamed, and her shout echoed through the forest and surrounding countryside. She looked down and with her branch pointed at a young reporter. “You, what do you want to know?”

The young reporter walked up the trunk of the great tree sage and pulled out a tablet. “What party will you be voting for in the upcoming national elections?”

“Excuse me?” Aphria seemed confused, none of this mayhem made any sense.

“What values do you stand for?”

“I am the last of my kind, I have been tasked with passing forward the knowledge of my ancient race so it may aid humanity.”

“So, would you say you believe in tradition? Should I write you down as a Traditionalist?”

“Well, I am quite fond of traditional rituals, so I guess so.”

With that, the ruckus erupted once again in the forest as thousands of reporters started laying down questions and accusations.

“Great Tree Sage is a traditionalist! Ms. Aphria how could you betray young citizens like that?! This is why they shouldn’t let entities over 6500 years old to vote!” they continued shouting and snapping photos.

Aphria grumbled. As the ruckus around her grew, she gently slipped back into the forest and shut out the world around her. She didn’t feel like sharing her wisdom with this generation of humanity. Maybe next time.

Rain Drops

Draco Malfoy x Reader

a/n; I really like this one, so i hope you guys like it too! I enjoyed writing it, despite the fact that a bit of writer’s block made it difficult. 

Warnings: trigger warning! just a small mention of self harm! (Nothing actually happens tho) Bullying! 

         Pitter patter echoes throughout the halls of the old castle. Little droplets running down the glass panes, and along the walls. Rain drops make the funniest of noises, don’t they? Like someone tapping at the window, curious, inquisitive. What’s wrong? Are you ok?

         Fine, perfectly fine.

         Like any old storm, start off slow. Pitter patter droplets, then comes the thunder. It’s a beautiful art.

         Thunder rolling like a heartbeat, bouncing off the walls and ringing through the air. Feet meet the ground hard, rhythmic, at such speeds it’s difficult to see why she’s running. But thunder seldom comes without rain.

         A streak of flying hair vanishes out of the corner of his eye. The flash of lightning that you never quite catch no matter how long you try not to blink. Just to see for a split second, the complex detail of the light in the sky.

         (Y/n) stands in front of the Mirror of Erised, the door only slightly ajar behind her. The air is a tense melancholy, ready to snap at any given moment. She looks up into the mirror, expecting to see her tear-stained face and wild hair, and the irritated red of a hand across her face. But the image of what she desires most stares back. A version of herself who can fight back, and stand up.

She doesn’t even hear the door creak open. Back to the pitter patter, like clockwork.

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If it weren’t for the fact that only one of us could become Miss Korea, do you think we could have been friends? If not for the same year, 1997… if we had competed in different years, would we still be at each other’s throat like this?

Favorite Female Driven Drama: Miss Korea


It is time for the next series, which I’m really excited for bc this is so different from what I believe BTS is like, it’s gonna be a player/fuckboy type of series bc that series won the poll so without further ado, to start us off as he always does is one member of the hyung line, a total sweetheart with such a goofy personality, I love that Jin has come out of his shell so much recently, I love the flying kiss bit he does all the time, I love seeing him be loud and not be afraid to make weird faces I just love him, Kim Seokjin aka Jin (also happy Transgender Day of Visibility!!)

  • This is gonna include a bit of college!Jin (here) just to set the scene a bit more
  • Okay so I gotta do some visuals first bc I’m so ready for this shit
  • Choppy fringe!Jin is cute as fuck but I’m gonna throw the war of hormone look into this bc it is such a good look, it was fluffy haired!Jin, it was puppy!Jin, it looked so cute on him
  • He has a stage where he dyes his hair blonde and everyone is super heart eyes and then he dyes his hair gray and everyone !!!! bc have you ever seen gray haired!Jin that’s some good shit
  • Jin is such boyfriend material, from the way he acts to the way he dresses
  • He’s got a super cute style, he’s always in these really comfy looking clothes but when Jin wear black jeans mmhmm that’s some top quality shit but then again, anything Jin is top quality
  • He can make any outfit look niCE that should be considered a talent at this point bc he could probably wear neon pink and still look adorable and boyfriend as fuck
  • There’s this one airport outfit that he wore that i s fuckboy!Jin, it looks like it may be from the Danger era?? idk but he’s in these black jeans and a white t-shirt with what I assume is the brand name on it and he has a black snapback and some black sneakers and he even had a lil backpack and it’s just wow 10000/10
  • Typically he does for the sweater and jeans look but occasionally, the snapbacks come out and
  • I don’t think Jin would ever purposely play with people’s emotions just for the hell of it so he’s not the type of fuckboy that just wants to hit it and quit it or drag people along
  • He likes to date, that’s his thing
  • He has a different date almost every time and things never get serious bc he’s got his major to focus on
  • He mainly goes on dates to help de-stress bc he gets to go sit down and talk and get to know people but things never go past the third date bc that’s when his dates tend to start asking the “are we together” question and he hates having to say no
  • Typically, what happens is he spends a week with his dates, he’ll take them out on one or two dates within the week and then try to dial it back to friendship again or sometimes have to cut it off if they don’t wanna be friends
  • He’s never been in a serious relationship, all of his relationships have been just casual, we’re kinda together but we’re kinda not type of relationships
  • He’s the type of player that you don’t realize is a player at first
  • Like he’s so friendly and sweet and he really is genuine about his interest in his dates but it’s just he doesn’t want anything serious and he’s not afraid to make that clear in the nicest way he possibly can
  • He doesn’t enjoy the “breaking up” part, sometimes he’ll even do his best to keep things friendly so his dates can’t even fully tell if it’s a date or if it’s just two friends hanging out 
  • No one seems to hate him despite knowing very well he’s got another date already planned and he builds a reputation of casual dating so typically, people going on dates with him know that it’s not gonna go far
  • Of course, he’s had a couple of people who are less than happy with him for disappearing after the second or third date
  • He is a sweetheart, he’s always such a gentleman about everything, he opens every door, pulls out every chair, always brings a flower for his date, he just doesn’t take things very seriously
  • He’s a really friendly kid so it doesn’t take long for people to grow interested in him and start flirting and he joins in and things just go from there
  • A bit of a flirt tbh
  • Loves winking when he notices someone looking at him, blows kisses at his dates, super affectionate all the time
  • Jin is such an affectionate person, he loves having his arm around someone, he loves hand holding, he loves giving their cheeks lil kisses, he’s a really charming person naturally so when he actually tries to be flirty it’s game over, they’re head over heels at that point
  • He’s a cooking major so he uses that to his advantage and will prepare picnics for his dates or make dinner/lunch bc there’s something really romantic about a home cooked meal on a date
  • You two are friends, he’s not your best friend in the entire world but he’s always fun to sit next to in classes, you’ve had more than a few together and he always seems to end up in the seat next to or behind you
  • You’ve heard about his reputation, that he doesn’t really call back after a couple dates and that he’s always got something planned with someone
  • So when he starts acting a bit more flirty in one of your classes, you don’t think much of it and ignore it for the most part bc you already know if you do go out with him, you’re gonna really really like him and it’s gonna sting when he cuts it off
  • But it’s also really hard to not develop a crush on him when he’s so goofy and sweet and gentle with everything he does, he grabbed your hand to help you out of your seat once and his hands were so warm and soft and he squeezed your fingers before letting go and all you could think about was holding his hand bc that’s a really nice thought
  • It’s the day of finals and Jin offers to make you some dinner to celebrate making it through finals season and you figure since summer’s coming up and there’s not a hu ge chance that you’ll get another class with him next term, you might as well go for it
  • He’d been flirting with you all term, which he’s not fully used to, normally people are pretty quick to say yes to the date so he does get a bit flustered when you say yes and that’s actually really cute to see Mr. I have a different date every week blush and get this huge smile on his face when you say yes
  • He sets up this cute lil date area on the rooftop of his apartment complex, he has some fairy lights lighting the area up, he has a big warm blanket with tons of pillows, he has dinner all ready to go and he’s actually kinda nervous??? since when does he get nervous he does this shit all the time this is nothing new to him
  • He’s s o sweet the entire date and it’s really personal bc it’s just you two and the view with the blanket and pillows to cuddle with and you find him really funny and you say yes without hesitation when he offers a second date and then that turns into a third date
  • After that third date, he finds himself still texting you, which is also v e ry new, he doesn’t try to be platonic, he doesn’t try to cut things off, he just keeps flirting and planning more and more dates and it turns into a summer romance and now it’s his turn to ask the infamous “what are we” question
  • “If you promise I’ll be your only date, I’d say you’re my boyfriend”
  • “I can definitely do that”

jugex  asked:

You know what ya really got? Good knowledge bout color palettes. I just, look at the stuff that you work on, and it's so instantaneous, the appeleaning, the shapes, but the colors, geez man. It makes each line so satisfying to see. Like, contrast and lighting are super important things to the way we look at art. How do you do it?

ah thank you so much!

i really love colours and i used to be Really Bad at them! i think a good thing to do to improve the way you use colours, and to use the colour theory rules you’ve probably learned or seen, is to think critically about what colours you’re going to use before you start - for example:

what hues are you going to use? of those, which should be dark? which should be saturated? should some be almost grey? which should be next to which?

almost just as a thought exercise before starting, because when it comes time to colour, the palette you’ve come up with won’t apply perfectly. that’s fine though, because then you just need to tweak a colour or two (the hue/saturation/luminescence sliders in sai are very good for this) and by tweaking them you’ll realise exactly why they weren’t working.

there’s also some importance in what we need viewers to focus on in our art! just as an example i’m gonna take some of the pictures from that last post to illustrate

i didn’t shade the keith picture because i was using the lineart to indicate depth and shadow, as well as weight. i also didn’t want to draw too much attention from the lines, so i coloured with flat, soft colours and used fluorescent yellow and pink to make it pop a little. if i had coloured that lineart with lots of different shades and complex lighting it would have looked disjointed, because the lines weren’t suited for that. i wanted fairly equal focus on lines and colour, so i tried to keep them balanced.

then with the lance picture, i didn’t colour it at all because the lines were indicating a form without actually fully delineating it. by adding colour, i’d have to show those edges that aren’t currently present. also, colour would draw attention away from the lines, and make them appear less crisp. (the way i would have coloured it, if i had to, would be by using a light desaturated palette and a very soft brush to preserve that ambiguity.) but overall i wanted the focus to be on the lines so i made them varied and weighted and kept the background white to contrast.

of course i don’t think about this when i’m drawing! the choices i’m talking about making are mostly intuitive decisions you wouldn’t think about when drawing, but if you can pinpoint why you do the things you do, you can further your understanding of art at large. that’s why it always pays to think critically about your choices and why i appreciate the opportunity to talk about it so much!