either way here it is

Told myself it was high time I sat down and designed my RosexBumble babies, so here we go. Yeah yeah I know the kittens’ sizes are way off and all that I didn’t bother about references this time it was just quick and painless supposed to be. :P

(also I couldn’t be bothered to actually include Bumblestripe in the picture sorry buddy)

Either way here’s Thymekit and Thistlekit~ 

Thymekit is a blue-cream silver tabby tortie she-cat with hazel eyes, and her brother Thistlekit is a red silver lynx colourpoint with icy blue eyes. 

And gorgeous Rosepetal is gorgeous. 

the world in my small town is not big. not big in a luxury way, not big in a there’s-so-much-to-do-here way and definitely not big in a i-have-so-many-to-hang-out-with way either. big things happened here. heartfelt and heart-wrecking things like flickering fireflies and a heated highway of flames, burning through the past.
this is the place i loved the sparks in your soul like hymns, but they were never singing in the right key. they were dancing up and down in fragmented amber-like hallucinations. it was soft, but not entire. it was delicate to say the least, but there were never hints of forever, harmonizing the most ambrosial days.
this is the small world we made big.
and now i blame myself for not being awake enough. i blame myself for not noticing the streets when you were heart-rending them.  
i can’t face the earth with these traces of half-moon. i’m a worn-out chapter, an outpouring flashlight on a small river. i am here for the universe in front of my feet. but it’s not brave enough to enter.
it hurts in seconds, but i feel the love in eternities. and maybe that’s something.
maybe i’m walking through oblivion with fingertips touching my lungs, dots from each drained rainbow on my skin. 
i break from the chains, as i swim to the coast and build the brim with my breath.
and there’s still a religious tune in the back of my head. i’m just learning how to sing it for the present, not the longing ache of a time gone by. 
if this town knew about the way you made me feel… maybe it wouldn’t become a galaxy of its own, but it would become something so very close.
—  tina jaxén // our small town

ichthyosis  asked:

I really wasn't feeling well so I went to bed rather early last night; what's going on? I'm seeing a lot of discourse around Asian MLM? My vision is really fucked right now, so I'm not 100% sure what's being said. Is the issue that people are fetishizing it? Or are people being homophobic and against it? Either way, eww.

Yeah here’s the rundown

-yaoooimugen/yuuriimugen is fetishizing mlm
-watching porn in public (at school) and getting mad that people are going to judge her for fappin to boys
-she dehumanizes asian mlm to sex objects catered to her weird hereto pleasure
-she claims my followers are harassing her when really she was already being “harassed”/called out for her shady ass shit.
-Oh yeah and she runs a porn blog and she’s a minor or something

Anyways, shes not very kind or lgbtq friendly so if you don’t like mean people or are a gay boy you should probably block this person

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Indeed. What will make me feel better is to go read the list of 100 accidental undignified ways for Palpatine to kick the bucket.

I don’t know if this is an actual list that exists or if you’re asking me to make one, but either way the idea is in my head now so here’s a few:

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i am in love with art school graffiti tracer
(there’s a colour breakdown of this piece on my patreon!)

Promises, Both Kept and Unkept

pairing: philip hamilton x reader but also dad!john laurens x reader

word count: 2600

warnings: swearing, cheating

prompt/request: “um…hi, can you write something where the reader is john laurens’ daughter whose dating philip, but he cheats on her & laurens comforts her. ok thx :)” from @riiotkid

a/n: this one takes place in two different time periods - when they were kids (italics) and when they were dating. it’s kind of emo and sad but either way, enjoy! <3


“Kiddo, a new family moved in next door!”

You looked up from your coloring pages and frowned. “Da-ad,” you whined, “I’m coloring.”

Your father, John Laurens, laughed and shook his head, bending down to grab your hand. “Come on, Y/N, let’s just go say hi and then you can come back and color. It’ll be five minutes. I promise.”

You stuck your bottom lip out in a pout. “Fine,” you said stubbornly, getting up with reluctance and following your dad out of the front door.

It was a sunny afternoon in August; one that has stuck in your memory for years after. You remember every wavering blade of grass, every fluttering leaf on the trees surrounding your home. The sidewalk was hot, nearly steaming, and the breeze was little relief from the scorching light beating down on you. You looked up at your father to see him shading his eyes, and you repeated the action as you both approached your new neighbor’s house.

You saw him and everything changed.

He was so cute. Cuter than any of the boys in your middle school. His face was splattered with freckles, and his small eyes were shining and bright in the summer sun. As you walked up, a man was bending down to meet the small boy’s height, reaching to the back of his head and trying to pull the wild curls flowing down his back into a ponytail.

“Phil, if your hair gets in your face while you’re carrying boxes, you’re going to fall,” the older man said.

“Da-ad, I’m not gonna fall!” the boy, apparently Phil, complained.

“Phil. You’re going to fall and we both know it.”

Phil pouted the same as you had earlier and crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine.”

“Excuse me?” your father said as the two of you approached. “You’re Alexander, right?”

The man, whom your father just referred to as Alexander, stood up straight and smiled. “Yeah, that’s me,” he said with a nod. “You must be… John, was it? Eliza told me about you.”

Eliza? you thought to yourself. You didn’t know who that was.

“Yeah, I’m John,” your father replied, holding his hand out. Alexander shook it firmly. “This is Y/N.”

Alexander crouched down and held his hand out to you. “Y/N, is it?” he repeated, eyes sparkling. “Nice to meet you.”

“N-nice to meet you too,” you replied, shaking his hand.

“Do you guys need help movin’ in?” your father offered as Alexander stood up once more.

“Yeah,” Alexander responded, slipping his hands into the back pocket of his worn-out jeans. “That’d be great, man, thanks. Little Philip over here can only carry one box at a time, and Eliza’s setting everything up inside.”

“I can carry one and a half,” Philip corrected from the stairs, where he had collapsed during your introduction.

“I can help you!” you exclaimed, practically tripping over yourself as you ran over to the young boy. “I’m strong, just like my dad, see? Look at these muscles!”

Philip laughed and pushed himself off of the stairs. ”I have more muscles,” he said, rolling up the sleeve of his t-shirt and flexing his bicep. “See?”

“No, I do!” you protested, trying to flex yours even more.

“Well, let’s see who can carry the most boxes from the moving truck up the stairs and into the house,” Philip said. “Then we’ll know.”

“You’re on.”

Philip took your hand in his and together, the two of you ran over to the moving truck.

And things hadn’t been the same since.

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in a world where you have your true love tattooed on one wrist and your sworn enemy on the other, and you dont know which is which...

CINDER
-k so her wrists are obviously kai and levana
-and when she was little she thought Kai was some terrible person she would loathe bc true love could mean romantic love or platonic love or familial love and Aunt Levana would never hurt her!!! Right???
-So she would follow around Levana, trying to spend as much time with her as possible, bc she knew her and Aunt Levana would have the most incredible aunt-niece relationship ever.
-hahaha but post-almost being burned alive, Peony is obsessed with Cinder’s wrists bc Kai!!! Like the prince!!!!!!
-meanwhile Pearl and Adri scornfully remind her that Kai is a common name, its probably some peasant
-and Cinder tries her best to stay impartial. Her gloves not only hide her cyborg hand but her tattoos as well, and she actually forgets about them for a long period of time….
-and then she meets the prince. And oh shit. Ohhhh shitttt
-cinder isnt the best at romantic interaction, and she cant tell if that was flirting?? He probably hates her, shes a cyborg…
-and the mission to figure out whats on his wrists begins
-but why is he always wearing long sleeves??
-and the night of the ball, she finally sees one of his wrists! and it says levana. Oh dear
-so all of a sudden shes in jail and kai and levana are getting married and her place is quite clear…but why is levana the other name on her wrist?
-so what keeps cinder going, all throughout scarlet and cress, is that they have to be soulmates. Theres no other way.

KAI
-hes got Cinder/Levana
-and when hes a little kid and hasnt met either, he always kinda hopes cinder is the true love because the name just sounds so much…warmer
-then the whole arranged marriage starts happening and kai’s like…idk bout this…but the wrists dont lie…
-but then he meets cinder and its just!!! marry me!!!
-and then he realizes it…one of these girls is his sworn enemy…
-shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
-but things seem to solve themselves when Cinder is arrested and becomes known as a terrorist
-except levanas definitely not his soulmate? Bc most soulmates dont want to kill you…
-and so its an internal battle because besides the wrists he knows both have glamours powerful enough to control his feelings
-some nights he lays in his bed and just kinda cries bc he doesnt know whats real anymore
-but when they kidnap kai from the wedding and theres finally some time to talk to cinder, she shows him her wrists
-and theyre like “either its u and me or we re fighting to the death over levanas affection”
-so that becomes an inside joke of theirs, and kais always like “hahaha im winning” leading up to his marriage w levana
-but they act like in love idiots throughout winter bc they now theyre soulmates

Thats kaider for yall, imma do the other ships on other posts to avoid longness

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high school !!!!!

“…you’d think me rude but I would just stand and stare”

i drew @thatsthat24 ‘s Anxiety again,, but this time w/ more fireflies

i remember in thomas’s facebook live he said he really liked the song fireflies so i kept the song on repeat while drawing this,, i cant stop listening,, why do i think fireflies is a fitting song for anxiety i dont k n o ww w 


either way, here’s a lil anxiety with some lil fireflies