god i miss these two

  • me age 12: oh god i missed a two millimeter spot of hair when i shaved i guess i'll go to the beach in five layers of clothing so no one notices
  • me now: Hello friends it is i Bigfoot #confirmed

“..I don’t know how to make this any more clear..”


im trying to start drawing again and im just so in love with this anime♥ like, its so super cute and its honestly just genuinely heartwarming ♥ ♥ ♥

i really want tohru and kobayashi to kiss in the finale tomorrow!。゚・(>﹏<)・゚。

seeing christa and ymir being Gay and In Love in the anime:

remembering that ymir is probably dead in the manga:

Femslash February, day 10: Sunlight.

I wanted them to look like they’re glowing in bright daylight, protected. I really, really love Usagi and Seiya together, the pairing hit me like a sack of bricks ever since I read the Stars arc in the manga for the first time (and yes, I always depict Seiya as a woman, as she is in the manga and in her Senshi form). I just always loved their chemistry, it was so sweet, if unrequited.


Today is this gorgeous woman’s birthday!🎉🎊

To the most important and ambitious woman in my life, coming from Barbados at 18, without her parents and all alone to achieve her dreams! My biggest inspiration, your drive is crazy, when you want it you WILL get it and your optimism about everything brightens my life. To the woman who accepts me for all my crazy and vulgarity and pushes me even when I don’t push myself. To the woman who has loved me unconditionally for the past 22 years of my life without a doubt. You make me so proud to be called your daughter. Im actually about to start ugly crying so I’m going to wrap this up lol, but a big Happy Birthday to my beautiful momma, Giselle Justine Reich!! 💞💞💞

A Letter from You

AN: @whitechocolateperfection Thanks Emily for requesting and advising as always :) and @teen-mendes you know why 

Originally posted by anthony-samaniego

It’s laying under the flower pot at your front doorstep. There’s a small rock set on the opposite corner, like the pot isn’t heavy enough to keep it down.

Leaning over, you take it from its hiding space, realizing it’s a letter. Your name is written across the white in black ink. The handwriting is familiar. Something you’ve seen in journals and lyrics written quickly on newspaper or paper towels when his phone was too far away. You found parchment in your purse from the small train you took in Amsterdam. The song turned into roses. Who knew one lyrical line would’ve turned into your favorite song.

When the door is unlocked and your bag and keys are on the hook, you take a seat by the window. Your cat is curled up at your feet, stirring in her sleep.

The envelope is sealed, but you don’t go to open it as quickly as you should. The lip feels heavy, straining your shoulders. The breakup is still fresh, too fresh to read his letter. Maybe he wants to get back together.. maybe he’s about to show up with a bouquet of tulips and a single white rose- the only way you’ll accept flowers. Maybe it’s actually from Aaliyah, or an old friend from college. It was your birthday just last month. It could be a forgotten gift and the writer was too embarrassed to give it to you, face to face.

“What am I waiting for?” You ask yourself, knowing the longer you wait the worse the pain in your chest will feel. The words he spoke will never leave. They’re tattooed in your mind..anyone else would’ve found it beautiful, poetic. For you? It was tragic.


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“oh, look at me, i’m leo valdez and those are my dangerous tools, cause i’m a dangerous little guy”

“put it down, grace, don’t hurt your pretty face. and yes, i am a dangerous little guy. you better watch out”

someone requested me valgrace and thank god!! i really love and miss those two dorks

plus: the “ju” on jason’s jacket are a part of the word “jupiter”, but my nickname is ju and i wouldn’t miss the opportunity to put a little of me in jason, right