freakin love them

Why? Does he look more like a “Totalitarian Regime” to you?

casual Johnny sketches


ladies of the inner circle of the night court

“The Court of Dreams. The people who knew that there was a price, and one worth paying, for that dream. The bastard-born warriors, the Illyrian half breed, the monster trapped in a beautiful body, the dreamer born into a court of nightmares… And the huntress with an artist’s soul.”

He needed to tell her… what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near.
—  Kaz Brekker (Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows)

cute flustered nerds

Bubblegum will never not be annoyed that Zigzag is so much taller than her lmao

I’VE WANTED TO DRAW THESE TWO TOGETHER FOR…. A LONG WHILE NOW. I mean, I’ve done it before, but now that they’ve actually interacted I have a BETTER GRIP ON IT I THINK. They’re just…. They’re cute ok…..

[Zigzag belongs to @alainaprana!!]
[Bubblegum belongs to me!!]

Keith Notices Lance

When Keith woke up, the night felt naked. He leaned forward and trailed his hands along the wall until the light clicked on. His bedroom looked like a raven’s nest, stock piled with mismatching pictures of home and the alien planets they visited. Strands of valuable items like the Blade of Mamora littered his room. Nothing was out of place, but his skin burned.

Barefoot, Keith stormed out of his room, looking both ways down the hall. His eyes stopped on Lance’s bedroom door. It hit him. No Cuban music was softly playing. The crap was like a lullaby to the pretty boy. And a tick Keith had grown used to hearing. He must not have been in his room.      

Keith journeyed down the hallway. The floor cold against his feet. Part of him pretended he needed some air, the other part was a thought he didn’t want to admit.

He stopped. The door to the projection room was cracked open. When he peeked inside, he spotted Lance swiping his finger across the map of the universe. Stars and planets and meteors flashed by.  Under the dim light of the projection stars, Keith watched him. It looked like he had been here for hours. Lance’s hands slipped down from the map and flopped onto the ground. It slowed down on the image of earth.

Lance missed home.

Keith sneaked in and stared down at the boy. “Hey, Sharpshooter.” 

Lance snapped up-right, stuttering. But not without swiping the projection map away.

He didn’t want Keith knowing about his home sickness.

“Keith! W-what are you doing here?” Lance narrowed his eyes. “Spying on me now? Afraid of the competition?”

“You won’t be much competition tomorrow if you don’t sleep,” said Keith. He sat down beside Lance. His bare shoulders brushed against Lances jacket. Lance hadn’t even changed clothes. He had been here longer than Keith thought. 

Keith flipped the projection back on. “It’s cold, share your jacket.”

“Why do I have to-”

Keith tugged at his sleeves. “Don’t be stingy.”

“Fine.” Lance slid off his jackets, face turned away, but Keith knew he was blushing. He pretended not to see.

 Lance threw it at Keith’s face. “You’re welcome.”

I feel like Dan and Phil are leaving cheeky Easter eggs in their videos.

Like the subscribe comments, but look

they’ve added rhyming 

what else will they add?

Is this a treasure hunt?



(and yes, this is heaven d&p, you killed me)

  • Jin, gesturing with elegance out the window: One day, son, this will be all yours.
  • Jungkook: What, the curtains?
  • Brys: ‘I am well guarded, brother, whilst you are not.’
  • Tehol: ‘Nonsense! I have Bugg!’
  • The manservant looked up at Brys with a bland smile.
  • Brys: ‘Tehol, this is no time for jokes—’
  • Tehol: ‘Bugg resents that!’
  • Bugg: ‘I do?’
  • Tehol: ‘Well, don’t you? I would, if I were you—’
  • Bugg: ‘It seems you just were.’
  • Tehol: ‘My apologies for making you speak out of turn, then.’
  • Tehol: ‘Speaking on your behalf, master, I accept.’
  • Bugg: ‘You are filled with relief—’

Who-who-whooo-se that Pokemon?! hehehe. 

I am really impatient waiting for Christmas so I can play Pokemon Sun! I had to do some Rowlet Christmas nail art to hold me over. I freakin love them! But they were super detailed so I didn’t even bother with my other hand. 

The green polish is Sinful Colors San Francisco and everything else is acrylic paint. I kind of want to do the rest of the Sun & Moon starters now. Maybe Popplio building snowmen (or snow-pokemon!), Litten in a stocking?

anonymous asked:

Screw that anon asking to be your 4th spouse, I wanna be number 69 ;)

LMAO don’t tell my fourth spouse to screw themselves!!! #ProtectSpouseFour you can be spouse 69 though <3

AWW THANK YOU SPOUSE FIFTY <3 <3 <3 LMAO AT THAT AU IDEA. Have you seen the video game I Am Bread?? Dw I’m not suggesting an I Am Bread AU (too far for even me) but just imagine Victor and Yuuri playing that game together. That’d be the funniest thing ever ldfjs;fsd