happy of his result :)

Dark colors specially for @danisnotonfire 


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Another drawing of the trash boy from Long Exposure. He was too tall for my sketch book. Character belongs to @smokeplanet.

Shirt reads “My mom said I could be anything, so I became an asshole.”

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mistrel-fox created an awesome crossover with gf and fma, also did these amazing drawings. Oh man the ideas are so great.

With the twins losing both of their limbs, I imagined GrunkleStan being the suit of armor and well….. I got waaay too deep into this.

METAL GRUNK

and it’s all your fault MISTREL

bonus-

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I’ve read quite a few horror tales in my time, and I’ve got a certain fondness for Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Lewis Stevenson. 

There’s something about man seeking to become his best self, only to unleash his inner demons and desires, that truly fascinates me.

I also like to think that Jekyll is not so innocent. He uses the identity of Hyde as an excuse for his immoral behaviours so not to feel any consequential guilt.

“If it wasn’t me in control, it’s not my fault.”

Jekyll is a truly evil character, and his potion is just a ploy to satiate his needs for violence and chaos.

Sorry for ugly watermark. I want to sell this one as sticker. Well. At least that was original plan? I had bit too much fun with textured brushes and now he looks more like postcard material (because stickers are too small for those textures to work)? Dunno.

I’m pretty happy with final result :) Especially his skirt turned coat thingie :D 

Understanding Elizabeth Midford

So. I don’t usually involve myself in petty fandom feuds but HOLY. SHIT. This is pissing me off. We’ve gone through 100+ chapters and people STILL don’t understand Lizzy’s character? They manage to rationalize Kuroshitsuji enough that they give Sebastian feelings even though he’s a hungry demon who made a pact with a 10 year old boy because he sensed his soul was broken, desperate, and malleable to more further corruption. They manage to do all this for a DEMON but can’t find it in their hearts to apply that analytical mindset to a darling 14 year old girl whose human emotions drive her every decision?

“She’s selfish! She only wants to make Ciel smile so things can go back to the way they were!”

“She doesn’t understand him! She’s always trying to change him, that bitch!”

“She’s so ANNOYING. Like, her voice!”

“Oh my god, did you see her standing there in the third panel? Like who does that! RUDE.”

So in an attempt to bring some basic level of cognition into these…“arguments” I’m going to go through them one by one and you can disagree if you like. But please refrain from using derogatory terms, unsubstantiated arguments, and referrals to “proofs” that are nothing more than blog posts made from those who wish to paint Kuroshitsuji in terms more favorable to them and whatever else they ship. 


1. “She’s selfish! She only wants to make Ciel smile so things can go back to the way they were!”

Elizabeth Midford is, by far, the LEAST selfish person in the whole damn manga. This girl spent most of her childhood loathing the physical strength she possessed because the person she loved didn’t like it. She chose to shoulder her anguish by HERSELF because she didn’t want to burden Ciel (or her brother or her mother or her father) with her personal worries.

Lizzy is also incredibly aware that things can NEVER go back to the way they were. She expresses this concern to Sebastian when she admits that she wishes Ciel would talk to her more and that the only reason she overdoes her cuteness is because she wants to see Ciel smile. Why are comedians so outlandish and over-the-top? Because they want to see their audience laugh. Lizzy took that mindset and applied it to her goal of cheering Ciel up. Furthermore, the Easter egg chapter proved ONCE AND FOR ALL that Lizzy is perfectly aware of the change that’s occurred within Ciel—that he’s no longer the happy, smiling boy of years past.

Lizzy KNEW Ciel didn’t remember why the egg was nostalgic and if she was really selfish, she would’ve thrown a fit—had a full on temper tantrum then and there but instead, what does she do? She outwits the game master himself. Lizzy sets up an Easter egg hunt that she made up completely off the cuff, wears a happy smile throughout the entire event, and when Ciel hands her the egg what does Lizzy do? She laughs and wishes that the egg would bring CIEL lots of happiness. HOW IS SHE SELFISH? HOW. Selfish would be throwing a tantrum because Ciel didn’t remember the way things used to be. Selfish would be bringing up the past EVERY FRIGGIN SECOND. Selfish would be forcing Ciel to comply to the shared etiquette of their past.

Instead, Lizzy is SELFLESS. Instead of throwing a tantrum, Lizzy wishes Ciel happiness. Instead of bringing up the past, Lizzy tries to ignore it because she knows it makes Ciel uncomfortable—that’s why she’s never asked him about “that month” even though she desperately wants to know what’s happened to the boy she loves. And instead of forcing Ciel to behave the way he used to (sweet, sympathetic, loving), Lizzy is learning to accept him for who he is now—how many times has Ciel ignored her? How many times has Ciel left the country without telling her? How many times has Ciel purposely hidden things from Lizzy and then disregarded her concern with a wave of his hand? Lizzy is learning to accept this new Ciel—this closed off, distant Ciel because she KNOWS something terrible must have happened to him. Because instead of crying and whining like she did at the beginning of Black Butler when Ciel refused to take off his ring, Lizzy has learned to ACCEPT. And that, my dears, is called character development—something Ciel hasn’t undergone since the beginning of this manga.


2. “She doesn’t understand him! She’s always trying to change him, that bitch!”

There is NOTHING about Ciel that Lizzy is trying to change. If anything, it’s Sebastian who’s always prodding and provoking Ciel to become darker—more cruel, less empathetic, and more focused on getting his revenge. She threw a party for Ciel at the beginning of the manga because she thought that might make him smile—fun colors, fine music, seeing Bard and Finny crossdressing…heck, even Ciel took a page from Lizzy’s book when he dressed the F5! It probably took Lizzy HOURS to choose Ciel’s outfit, decorate the mansion, coordinate the whole event and it probably hurt like hell to see Ciel dismiss all her hard work so casually.

As a reader, it’s easy for us to say “HELLO. Doesn’t she know? He was abused and tortured by the cultists! He made a deal with the devil to escape that wretched place, how could this dumb broad think a simple party would cheer him up?!”

And the answer is…Lizzy has NO IDEA what happened to Ciel. (Hindsight is a gift, ain’t it?) She has no idea that he became so desperate to escape the cult that he sold his soul to a starving demon. Lizzy is does not know what Ciel went through and this boy is doing his damnedest to make sure Lizzy never knows. Because he wants to keep her pure, ignorant, and encased in light.

People always point to the party chapter as Lizzy trying to “change” Ciel but all she wanted was to put a smile on his face. She even admits that she overdoes it at times but everything she’s done comes from a good place. Everyone wants to see their loved ones happy and Ciel is the boy Lizzy loves best of all—of course she’s going to try everything under the sun to try and put a little smile on his face.

And Lizzy DOES understand Ciel, to the best of her ability. She’s never once asked Ciel (or Sebastian) about his time in the cult. She uses games to figure out Ciel’s secrets. (Ex: Easter egg hunt—this is where Lizzy knew Ciel was only pretending to remember their Easter tradition and where Lizzy’s suspicions were confirmed—something life changing and drastic DID happen to Ciel during “that month.”) She doesn’t force Ciel to take her to public events because, let’s face it—as the only daughter to a high ranking marquess that serves directly under the queen, Lizzy’s bound to be invited to dozens of soirees a week. And as a gentlewoman of the aristocracy, Lizzy’s going to need an escort. In Victorian times, it was typical that the fiancé escort his bride-to-be but here is Lizzy—sweet, traditional Lizzy—ignoring precedent because she KNOWS Ciel dislikes social events. (Keep in mind, this is information being pieced together by a 14 year old girl who’s been taught to be an “unknowing angel.”)

Elizabeth understands the change that’s come over Ciel, knows that he won’t be interested in the same things he was interested in before. But in spite of Ciel shutting her out, in spite of Sebastian’s constant presence, Lizzy is still working her hardest to try and bring some happiness to Ciel’s life because she loves him. She loves him so much that Bravat was able to take Lizzy’s desperation and devotion and use it against her.

Let’s not forget—the reason Lizzy continued seeing Bravat was because she thought he could help her make Ciel happy.


3. “She’s so ANNOYING. Like, her voice!”

I think this is the most common excuse people use to not like Lizzy. They critique her high levels of energy (even though Finny and Soma are equally vivacious), her love for beautiful things (even though Ciel is probably the vainest little boy in the whole of London, England), and the fact that she “doesn’t understand” Ciel (counterargument already presented above).

You know, in a lot of ways I see Lizzy as a Scarlett O’Hara figure—strong, determined, unflinching in the face of danger. But also very, very misunderstood. Lizzy only behaves with an exorbitant amount of energy because she wants to make Ciel happy —to bring some sunlight into his gloomy, pessimistic world. The end results are not always successful but the intention behind Lizzy’s every action is pure—as pure as Soma’s decision to help Ciel simply because he saw him as a friend. Lizzy puts on a vaudeville for Ciel in a misguided attempt to help him heal and move on from whatever is tormenting him.


4. “Oh my god, did you see her standing there in the third panel? Like who doesn’t that! RUDE.”

Black Butler is told from the perspectives of Ciel and Sebastian. We only get brief glimpses into Lizzy’s psyche so it’s impossible for us to codify her completely. What I do know is that some people out there will always hate on Lizzy—whether it’s because they dislike her voice (well that’s her VA’s fault, not Lizzy’s) or because Lizzy “gets in the way” of someone’s ship. I’m not here to reason with those who refuse to be reasoned with. This is me expressing my adoration for a flawed, misguided, but pure of heart character whose unconditional love for a changed, callous boy makes me admire her all the more.

Oddly enough, people seem to relate “understanding” a person to “knowing exactly what happened to them to make them this way.” And to me, this is really giving Lizzy an unfair shake. By this definition, Lizzy could never understand Ciel because she doesn’t know what happened to him in that one month that’s made him the way he is (reason: he flat out didn’t tell her and uses every opportunity to prevent her from finding out. Ciel is so concerned about protecting Elizabeth’s goodness/light/purity that on the Campania, when Sebastian was slaughtering all those Bizarre Dolls, Ciel shielded Lizzy from seeing the carnage because he wants her to remain innocent and unaware). To quote Albert Einstein, “Any fool can know. The point is to understand.

I think Lizzy understands Ciel—she can sense the pain, the resignation, the drive towards something greater that Ciel is working towards. This is best exemplified in an early chapter (after Ciel’s fallen asleep and Sebastian is serving her tea) where Lizzy expresses sorrow that Ciel won’t tell her anything. Sebastian comforts Lizzy by telling her that while “It’s a difficult question for me as a butler…[I can tell you] one thing…He [Ciel] was able to spend a nice, free day with everyone.” To which Lizzy retorts that she wishes she could believe that. Elizabeth may not know what happened to Ciel during that month, but she understands.

This then brings me to my next and final point—people wanting Lizzy to “accept” the situation by stepping aside and leaving the manga. Well, to quote Michael J. Fox: “Acceptance doesn’t mean resignation; it means understanding that something is what it is and that there’s got to be a way through it.” — And this is exactly what Lizzy’s doing. She’s fighting for a way to help Ciel, to help him move on, to do anything that might benefit it. Lizzy’s accepted the situation but she’s certainly not resigned for it—Lizzy’s a fighter, and she’ll continue fighting for the boy she loves until the very end.


Further discussion is encouraged. But, please remember: refrain from using derogatory terms, unsubstantiated arguments, and referrals to “proofs” that are nothing more than blog posts made from those who wish to paint Kuroshitsuji in terms more favorable to them and whatever else they ship. I am not disparaging other characters or ships—I merely ask that you don’t refer to those “did you know” blog posts that’s caused so much strife in the Black Butler fandom. Thank you.

Everyone that watches YoI think the skaters are amazing and we have only really seen Viktor and Yakov coaching, a little of Celestino so time to appreciate the coaches!

In episode 5 we had Kenjirou and his coach. No matter the result, look how happy they are over a personal record!

Episode 7 gave us more of Guanghong and his coach. Not sure if she is really nice but she calms him and carries his stuffed animals so she looks okay to me!

In episode 6 we got a little of Leo’s coach but this week gave us a bit more and show us how close they are.

Next, Phichit and Celestino. They fit well together, both very lively and cheerful people. I wonder who the woman is tho, is it Celestino’s wife or who is she?

Finally, Chris and his coach. I was surprised to see how nice of a guy it was. He looked like an ass but he is far nicer than Yakov.

Anyway, I love the subtle moments of showing the relations between coach and skater!

Today in Brazil we celebrate Carnaval! I had to draw Lúcio because I love both him and this holiday.
I tried to mix the “sambista” image with his original design and I’m happy with the result tbh.

I also drew him wearing a frog costume but I didn’t have the time to finish it

Anyway…Bom Carnaval a todos 😉🎉✌️


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The 4 of Us

Summary: It’s you and Bucky’s 5 year anniversary! Bucky decides to get you a puppy, but you have a surprise for him as well! | Bucky x Reader
Warnings: a lil swearing, pregnancy? lol
Word count: 2,3 k
A/N: ALL THE FEELSSS

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Originally posted by buckysclique

Bucky woke up that morning more excited than ever. Today was your 5 year anniversary and he had a special day planned. He looked over his shoulder where you were still sleeping, resting on your stomach, one leg dangling off the bed. He placed a tender kiss to your bare shoulder, remembering the activities of last night – something you two were definitely repeating tonight. Bucky strolled to the dresser to slip on a fresh pair of boxers and simple grey sweatpants.

As he searched the fridge for some eggs, he thought about his plans once more. Make breakfast, go to the grocery store, come back home, order some pizza, then cuddle on the couch while watching your favourite movies and then he would have to go out again to go get your present. Bucky knew you’d scold him about it, because you didn’t want any presents or fancy dinners, thus why for the 4th year now you always stayed at home and did cozy stuff, it’s just the way you liked it. But this year, Bucky couldn’t help himself. He saw the way you always longingly look at the pet shop when you pass it. You were a huge animal lover, dogs being your favourite. He didn’t know if you had a favourite breed, so when he stepped in the pet shop the other day to look at a potential new family member his eyes immediately fell to a tiny Pug puppy padding around. The pup was a little boy already named Charlie. His curled up tail and squashed face made his heart melt and Bucky knew he had found the one. So when he was frying eggs and bacon he couldn’t wait to go pick up the little pup later. Bucky smiled to himself as he felt your arms snake around his waist.

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Bts crying in their lovers’ arms

hello hello! this post was inspired by @narika-a‘s post (i loveee youuu) I tried keeping it as gender neutral as possible but please let me know if you want a specific gender next time! ♡ 

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seokjin-  This day couldn’t have been worse; he constantly messed up the choreography, accidentally broke Yoongi’s headphones and he hadn’t eaten much. As soon as Seokjin arrived in your shared apartment, you ran up to greet him. However you didn’t even get the chance because Seokjin snapped when he saw you. 

“Aish you can’t leave me alone for one fucking minute?”

Taken back, you decided that you should leave him alone for awhile. But after around 2 hours you slowly approached the man.

“Darling..?”

When he turned around you felt your heart sink. A tear stained face looked back at you and without hesitating you held him in your arms as he quietly sobbed.

Originally posted by rapdaegu

yoongi-  The two of you were watching a movie when Yoongi got a call. Thinking nothing of it, you weren’t paying attention to him until you heard a stifled sob next to you. When you looked over you saw Yoongi crying in a way he hadn’t done before. 

“She’s in the hospital..” 

When he looked up to you he explained that his mother had fallen and that she injured herself. The rest of that day you spend listening to music and preparing for a trip to Daegu.

Originally posted by starnsunshine

namjoon- Stress. The only thing Namjoon could think of was finishing the album but he simply couldn’t. The past 3 weeks everyone was on his ass about how the album was supposed to be done by now, they didn’t even care about his mental heath. “those fucking assholes” he whispered to himself. Before he even realized what happened, there were tears rolling down his face.

 Right at that moment you walked in to give him his lunch, you worry about him a lot; knowing that he’s very stressed. Namjoon turned to you and hugged you, not showing his face.

“Let’s just stay like this, okay?”

he said as you felt warm tears on your shoulders.

Originally posted by jimintensify

hoseok- There is no denying that Hoseok is an emotional man. He cries very often and he’s taken pride in it, telling everyone that he’s is just a thoughtful person. Today he was home alone and he decided that he wanted to watch a movie. While going through Netflix he saw that Inside Out was still available and thought that the movie looked very cheerful. HOWEVER in less then FIVE minutes the boy was crying. 

You walked in, back from lunch with your friends when you saw your boyfriend on the couch crying his heart out. When you looked at the screen you started laughing like a maniac, realizing that he was crying over a children’s movie. 

“Why are you laughing, this is sad!”  

he chuckled while wiping away his tears. 

Originally posted by ohhobi

(lmao i know hoseok’s isn’t emo at all but i don’t want him to be sad so i went easy on him)

jimin- It was one of those days again, you saw it right away. Jimin greeted you with a smile but you saw right through him. You know how Jimin looks when he’s insecure.

“Hey, thanks for bringing my sweater, I really am a klutz aren’t I?”

he smiled but it wasn’t genuine.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

you demanded, already knowing the answer. That’s when he snapped, he walked away quickly with his eyes already watering. “no no no, not now” he said to himself but then he felt their arms around his waist hushing him and telling him that all was good. He suddenly didn’t feel as ashamed to cry.

Originally posted by jiminvy

taehyung-  Taehyung had just released his new cover, a love song dedicated to you, and he was so happy with the result. In his foolishness he decided to look at the comments and the first thing he saw was “That bitch doesn’t deserve him, how can someone so ugly have someone like him”. He simply couldn’t understand how anyone could be so mean for no reason and in anger he read a lot more negative comments. He didn’t even realize that he was crying, it was when you held him without saying anything that he realized that he doesn’t need anyone else besides you.

Originally posted by taetaesbff

jungkook- “Keep strong, Jungkook” he thought to himself as he kept practicing. This new dance routine was going to kill him, it was so tiring and he just couldn’t get it right. It wasn’t good enough, he wasn’t good enough. A single tear rolls down as he hears your voice. He turns around but when he looked at you he didn’t see your usual happy face, no in fact you were crying. Seeing his most beloved cry absolutely broke his heart and his single tear turned into a ocean of them.

Originally posted by baebsaes

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please think about kakairu + team 7 + parenthood and marriage

pre-shippuden:

  • kakashi relentlessly making dad jokes
  • sakura accidentally yelling “DAD STOP” at kakashi
  • iruka taking everyone to dinner after training on the same day and sakura accidentally saying “im fine, thanks dad” to iruka bc shes still thinking about how she called kakashi dad
  • iruka awkwardly trying to mend the situation by saying, “dont worry, its normal to see teachers as parental figures, many students have called me dad before”
  • naruto joking about how kakashi and iruka are their dads (he actually means it deep down)
  • sasuke getting into an argument with naruto about how they cant have two fathers but it turns into a heated bashing session on kakashi’s person (“they cant get married!” and “iruka-sensei can get married to whoever he wants!” and “i wouldnt want a lousy father like kakashi” and “kakashi-sensei isnt good for iruka-sensei, thats true! kakashi-sensei is a pervert!”) and when kakashi tries to intervene they both yell “SHUT UP DAD”
  • when iruka tries to reprimand them for talking bad of kakashi, naruto grins and says, “ok mom

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A Big Brother Thing. // Zach Dempsey and Clay Jensen

This was requested by @nerdygirl1219 ! I hope you guys enjoy! Happy reading 💖

Zach x Reader

Warnings: Cursing and Death.

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Your POV •

I stared into my locker decided on what binder I needed. I looked on my locker door and sighed. There it was. The polaroid picture of Hannah and I. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I met her at Kat’s going away party and ever since then we stuck like glue. I wish I could’ve been there to save her.

I was snapped away from my thoughts when a pair of familiar arms snaked around my waist.

“Hey Dempsey.” I smiled. He placed a small his on my neck.

“You alright babe?” He questioned. His question was soon answered when he looked at my locker door and sighed. “I miss her too…she’s in a better place now.” He sighed and I nodded.

“Yeah… yeah sure.” I said slamming my locker door shut.

“I gotta get to Spanish. But i’ll meet you up for lunch okay.” I said. He removed his arms from around my waist and kissed my forehead.

“You sure you’re okay?” He asked again. And I nodded walking to my Spanish class with Hannah on my mind.

••••

It was now lunch time and Zach and I were sitting with the rest of his friends. My mood went up from earlier and I was pretty happy.

Clay slammed his tray on the table, resulting in all of us looking at him crazy. Everybody glared at him except for me.

“Hey Clay-doh” I smiled but he wasn’t smiling back.

“I was wondering if we could eat together today. I have some things to tell you.” He nodded, glaring over at Zach.

“Uh yeah sure Clay.” I said grabbing my bag. I turned to Zach to kiss him on the cheek and say good bye but Clay pulled me away before I could do so. We both looked at each other and frowned.

Normally, I would curse Clay out for pulling a dick move like that. But I knew that he needed me more than anybody else. The tapes were really taking a toll on his mind.

We sat a couple tables down from Zach and them. I glanced over at Zach and he nodded then got back to eating.

I sat across from Clay and nudged his shoulder softly. “So what’s up with you lately Clay?” I said taking a sip of my pink lemonade.

“Nothing, all of your friends hate me- you know what? Speaking of friends, how are you and Zach doing?” The way he said Zach’s name really bothered me. Something about the way it rolled off his tongue, so full of hate.

"We are actually doing really well. I care about him a lot. He’s really helping me cope with Hannah’s death.” I gulped, tapping on my bottle.

"How ironic.” He sighed, poking at his mashed potatoes.

"How is it iron-” I was interrupted by the bell.

“Well (Y/N), That’s my cue. See you later wouldn’t want to be late to class.” He chimed then left me sitting alone.

•••••••••

I met Zach at his car after school. “Hey babe, since we didn’t eat with each other today you wanna have a little date at Monet’s?” I smiled. He nodded then grinned.

“Hop in.”

We both got in the car and made our way to the cafe.

As I got out the car and walked to the entrance I saw a familiar bike leaned against the wall.

Zach and I walked in the cafe. “I’ll go order, how about you find us a seat?” Zach asked and I agreed.

I found us a cute little seat in the corner of the cafe and waited until he got back with our drinks.

Zach came back and we both started talking about how our days were as we held hands across the table.

“And then Justin laughed so hard that gatorade shot out of his fucking nose” Zach laughed and I joined along. “Seems like I missed a lot not sitting with you guys today.” I sighed. And he nodded.

“Well-” Zach was interrupted.

“Hey guys! Crazy seeing you here.” Clay exclaimed.

I shook my head. “How crazy could it be Clay? We come here at least three times a week.” I stated.

Clay pulled up a chair and joined our table made for two.

“So what’s up guys?” Clay said resting his hands on his face.

Zach and I looked at each other and shook our heads. “Nothing.” We both sighed. “Clay can I talk to you for a quick second?” I didn’t let him reply before I pulled him outside.

“Yes dearly beloved sister?” He smiled as if he was clueless.“

"Don’t ‘dearly beloved sister’ me. Are you trying to keep me away from Zach?” I questioned with my hands placed on my hips. “Not at all. Why would you think that?” He said innocently.

“You’ve been tagging along on all our dates for two weeks and pulling me away from him to ask me silly ass questions. Sometimes it feels like you only want to hang out with me to keep me away from him.” I said with a frown and he finally understood how disappointed I was.

Clay sighed. “I guess, I just don’t want him to hurt you so I tried to chase him away.” He said looking down.

I shook my head. “And you do realize that you would hurt me in the process right.” I scolded. “I didn’t realize that until now. I know what he’s capable of and I don’t want him to hurt you.” He admitted.

“I admit what he did to Hannah wasn’t nice at all, but he’s a teenager and he’s gonna make dumb decisions, we all do it. It even took me awhile to forgive what he did but he’s honestly such a sweet person. You just have to give him a chance Clay-doh. Sit in there with us and talk to him. You’ll see that he doesn’t mean any harm.”

“Thanks for the offer but I think you guys should spend some time alone after all i’ve done the last weeks. But i’ll definitely sit and talk with him one day if he’s as nice as you promote him to be.” He smiled then grabbed his bike.

I smiled back. “Thanks Clay. I love you.” I said as he rode off. I walked back into Monet’s and kissed Zach on the cheek then sat down.

“Is everything ok between you two?” He questioned and I nodded.

“It’s a big brother thing. I smiled.

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I feel like I could’ve done way better on this but that how I feel about everything I write lmao. On the other hand I hope you guys enjoyed reading this. It was supposed to be up yesterday but I had extreme writers block and I restarted the story about three times. Have a nice day 💖 Thanks for reading! Gif isn’t mine!

Originally posted by kulo-ren

anonymous asked:

Uuuhhh 38 omg

38) things you said while holding my hand

“So, are you nervous?”

Yuuri blushes at the mere question, playing with the lapels of his blue costume with his free hand. He sees the concern written across Victor’s face—well-masked but present all the same. It makes sense, he supposes, for Victor to be concerned. After all, before almost every other performance he’s a wreck, desperately trying to tune out the both the world and his inner thoughts.

(But now?)

“No,” he answers, and he means it, somehow. He’s not nervous. It’s as though every fiber of his being is informing him that he should be, but his mind is denying the slight shaking to his knees and the constant need to lick his lips. “I’m not nervous.”

“Good,” Victor mumbles, and kisses his forehead. “Because I’ll be right behind you.” He squeezes Yuuri’s hand and Yuuri squeezes his back. Although he’s not nervous, he’s still not really ready to let go.

Cocking his head to the side, Yuuri adjusts Victor’s lapels. “The matching outfits were a good idea,” he says thoughtfully.

Cheering from outside.

“You should get out there,” Victor says, and kisses him again. “Blow them away, Yuuri.”

“I think they’ll be looking at you,” he admits, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks. “The second you’re on the ice, the return of Victor Nikiforov…”

Victor laughs at that, shakes his head. “No. Trust me. Nobody will be looking at me. Not with you out there beside me.”

Yuuri isn’t sure what to say to that. But they’re ushering him out of the locker room, and his grip loosens, then his hand falls away. “See you in a bit,” Yuuri calls, and can’t hold back the smile that devours all of his features, that results in him being inexplicably happy.

“See you,” Victor returns, smiling.

I’m not quite happy with the result, but I’ll redraw it in the future wooooooooo(iДi)(T▽T) @danielhowell 

Flirting justlex

[this is kind of dirty I’m sorry but it’s not really bad just omg I ship justlex so much]

So Justin is totally the type to make sexual comments about literally everything. It started a while back when he was staying at Alex’s. Alex was sitting on his bed doing his homework and Justin was scrolling through his phone when Alex got so frustrated with the difficult math problem that he let out a loud groan. Justin would then look up from his phone, eye the boy and say “damn I wish I could make you groan like that” and just like that Alex was choking on his own saliva, going bright red from the boy’s comment. He mumbled something about needing to go to the bathroom while rushing there and almost tripping over his own feet because he was so flustered. Meanwhile Justin would just grin, happy with the result of his comment.

And after a while the comments from Justin started to have less of an impact on Alex. He was used to it and would still feel his heartbeat going faster and faster, but he would never let Justin know he had such an effect on him. Until he thought, you know what maybe Justin’s reaction would be funny too. Of course he wasn’t one to initiate such a sexual comment, but he would definitely play along.
One day in summer the boys were hanging out by the pool, Alex eating an ice cream. He saw the comment coming from miles away, so he wasn’t surprised when Justin said “can you suck my dick like that too?” Alex didn’t say anything, he just looked at the boy seductively while licking his ice cream. “I don’t know, maybe.” He shrugged it off. This time it wasn’t Alex who had to excuse himself to go to a bathroom, Justin sped off without even saying a word, though probably Justin had very different reasons to go there.
And in that moment Alex knew he had exactly the same effect on Justin as he had on him. And those dirty comments, they wouldn’t stop for a while longer.

Headcanons on Rukia’s marriage (because the timeskip and WDKALY explained nothing)

Disclaimer: While I’ll never acknowledge 686 or the novel as anything but a nightmarish AU that’s best killed with fire, this is me trying to build some coherence from the ending/WDKALY garbage pile. Why? My inner INTP compels me I guess. And this is an IR post. RRs might want to scroll on if you come across this. There’s nothing for you here.


I’m never going to believe that Rukia would marry Renji of her own volition for ANY reason as long as Ichigo’s alive – not prolonged separation, not Soul Society’s laws, not if Ichigo loses all his powers.

Even if Ichigo and Rukia were kept apart for some reason, it’d be completely ooc for Rukia to suddenly decide to marry Renji. 

Imagine Rukia like, I thought I deserved death till you convinced me otherwise by breaking into the fucking afterlife for me. You changed my world, figuratively and literally. I have lingering thoughts about you when I’m about to die. My happiest memories are overwhelmingly with/about you. I once had a crush on a man who looked like you. But i’ll marry Renji. He’s waited more than 40 years although he spent all that time not talking to me and then our reunion consisted of him slicing my face. 

Just. Ridiculous.

For Rukia to choose Renji over Ichigo, the RR bond must surpass the IR one, which it clearly has not. Let’s not even bring up Ichigo and Rukia’s entwined destinies - at no point in the manga has Rukia been shown having tender thoughts about Renji or has it been shown that she prioritises Renji over Ichigo in her heart (I’ll do another post about that one day).

And the FB arc has already given us the answer to what would happen if Ichigo and Rukia were kept apart – “time goes on but these bonds will never break”. Ichigo and Rukia were still shown to be each other’s Most Important Person™ when they eventually reunited; Renji and Rukia were still just friends; Ichigo was still indifferent towards Inoue all that time. So even if they were forced apart again after 684, nothing between them - all four of them - would change.

So what would be a possible in-character reason for Rukia marrying Renji?

^We know that Rukia always, always places Ichigo’s well-being ahead of her own, sometimes even being cruel to him as long as it ensures his safety.

What if Rukia married Renji to keep Ichigo safe from Yhwach?

Post-684 headcanons (under the cut because this has gotten long):

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With thanks to @justbadpuns for helping me realise my full potential as a serious artist.

Sans and Papyrus buy a looooot of milk. Having Frisk around also means they’ve ended up doubling what they usually buy.

The store bunny’s gonna kick them out in a second. But she’ll let them come back. They’re loud but they never actually break anything so they’re rather harmless.

The Nice Cream Man is probably my absolute favourite secondary character in the game. He’s so sweet it’s ridiculous. He just came to buy some ingredients! D’:

Normally I’d try and avoid having Frisk talk on camera, but there was no way for this joke to work without having them say something. Sorry about that. Hopefully it’s not too jarring.

I had to use 3 different fonts on this thing and it physically pained me. That’s bad design, kids. Don’t do that type of thing. Unless the characters you’re drawing talk in font-specific text.

I’m not a 100% satisfied with the paneling here. I wanted a closer zoom on the bros on the second beat but because Papyrus is SO FRIGGEN TALL I had to keep it rather zoomed out to fit both of them in frame. Despite this though, I’m rather happy with the over-all results here. I’m really happy with a LOT of the posing here.

I changed how I draw Papyrus by just a fraction and decided I could loosen up with his expressions a bit. I’m happy with the results

it’s 4 in the morning and I’m going to bed now.

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Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg

Summary: In which Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg and Victor discovers just how distracting living with him can be. (3.8K, Explicit)


For Victor, living with Yuuri was… awful.

Victor hated it. Couldn’t stand it. Couldn’t take it. Couldn’t go on with it.

Because Yuuri was so… frustrating.

All his habits, the way he chose his words, how he moved. Victor had not noticed it so much when living with Yuuri in Hasetsu, because there were always other people around to take the focus off how every little thing that Yuuri did could drive Victor to the edge of insanity.

But now there was no one else around and Victor noticed.

Noticed how dangerously distracting Yuuri was.

And it was painful. Quite literally.

Like the first morning after Yuuri had moved in.

The overnight chill of St. Petersburg had crept past the double-paned windows of Victor’s apartment and he wanted to personally write a thank you letter to the weather, because Yuuri was flush against him.

In the middle of the night or perhaps early in the morning or whenever because what did it matter when it actually happened, Yuuri had shifted almost fully on top of Victor, body turned into the Russian’s side. The weight of Yuuri’s chest on Victor’s ribcage was wonderful and the side of Yuuri’s face rested under Victor’s collarbone. Each steady breath that Yuuri released graced his skin, tickling sweetly at the crook of his neck, and Victor existed only in bliss.

One of Yuuri’s legs was hooked around Victor’s, hips pushed into Victor’s outer thigh. Their first morning had yet to dawn and Victor was already being driven mad.

He was afraid to move, to breathe. He wanted to lay exactly like that forever. Practice be damned, he and Yuuri could retire early because no medal would ever hope to compare to this.

Because Yuuri was perfect.

The black of his bed-messed hair contrasted the paleness of Victor’s skin, his full lips parted and inviting Victor to greet them good morning, bare skin as soft and warm as the affection radiating from Victor.

And then Victor realized, by the sunlight threatening to break through the cracks in the curtains, that at any moment, his heathen of an alarm might ring and tear his angelically dozing Yuuri away from him.

As carefully as he could, Victor reached out to his side, grasping blindly at the bedside table and the phone that should be somewhere on it. He did not dare turn, especially when Yuuri sighed against him and nuzzled his face into the top of Victor’s pectoral muscle, right above his heart.

If there ever were a better time to die of happiness…

Victor’s fingertips glimpsed the edge of his phone and, as a result, pushed it further away.

Biting back a curse of frustration in order not to disturb Yuuri, Victor very carefully shifted closer to the edge of the bed, convincing himself that he would just tug Yuuri closer against him once he assured the alarm was silenced.

He twisted at the waist a few degrees, the new angle giving him a little bit more reach to grab for his phone and where was that fucking thing because if it went off right before he got to it then it would become very well acquainted with a wall—ah yes, almost there. His fingers wrapped around it just as the edge of the mattress gave out beneath him and Victor tumbled promptly out of bed.

Yuuri, however, simply rolled over and nuzzled into Makkachin’s fur instead, the poodle spread out across half their mattress on the other side.

Rubbing at a sore spot on his hip, Victor sat up, trying not to laugh at himself, glad that Yuuri had not been awake to witness it, and then the alarm blared right into his ear.


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