he really is lovely


I love how Jon repeats what Damian said to him in the second panel. Even though he bickers with him and they fight a lot, Jon does listen to what Damian says and takes his words to heart. I love that about their relationship. They act like they don’t get along but in the end, there is this kind of grudging respect between the two of them. It’s great and I honestly can’t wait for them to become real friends.

Eiffel has accidentally called Minkowski mom more than once. He thinks everyone forgot about it, but it became a running joke. When talking to Minkowski, Lovelace likes to refer to Eiffel as ‘your kid’ or 'the boy’. 

  • Lovelace: Where’s your son got to?
  • Minkowski: Will you please stop calling him that? He’s not my freaking child. I’m only three years older.
  • Lovelace: Well, technically. But has Eiffel ever actually behaved like a 33 year-old?
  • Hera: No, never.
  • Minkowski: Just because he’s a child doesn’t mean he has to be my child though. Why aren’t you or Hera part of this messed-up family metaphor?
  • Lovelace: Okay then, I’ll be… the cool mysterious aunt. What about you Hera?
  • Hera: I can be Eiffel’s genius big sister.
  • Lovelace: Sure, that works.

It is his birthday, so you’ll forgive me for gushing a bit about this guy. I can’t accurately put into words how I feel about him, but I’m going to try. He is such a beautiful soul with this crazy talent for creating unique riffs and beautiful melodies. He is responsible for some of the greatest songs in Pearl Jam’s catalog and for some of the most enduring songs of all time. He is intelligent. He is witty in his very own dry, sarcastic way. He is honest and humble and generous. Just a beautiful human, inside and out. Happy Birthday, Stone. Here’s to many, many more. <3


Favourite Exhibitions [YUZURU: 1/?]  Requiem of Heaven and Earth, 2016 NHK Special Exhibition (x)

can we all stop pretending that Majima hasn’t beat women and kidnapped A CHILD among other violent behaviour towards others in his lifetime pls  😇 😇 😇 😇 😇

May I? | Part 2 /2

Vampire!Yixing  x  Reader

Theme: Vampire!au, Past-Future!Au

Genre: Fluff, Angst | Warning/s: none |

Words: 4500 | Music: For You- EXO-CBX |

Even if fate had separated you from Yixing. Time would not stand in the way of two bonded soulmates that were bound to reunite and remain together till the end of time… but nothing is ever that easy….is it?

Part 1 | Part 2


Heavenly light travelled down from the sky, illuminating the white fluffs of clouds that made up the ground as well as the floating islands that dotted the sky. The sweet smell of strawberries mixed with cinnamon filled your senses making you stretch and rub open your eyes. Expecting to wake up within Yixing’s arms, you gasped and whipped your head around quickly to search for any sign of the man. But all you could see were the faint outlines of figures floating toward something, atop the cloud layer. Sitting up from where you were laying, you noticed your hands. They were no longer fleshy and alive, like you were so accustomed to seeing. Instead, they were the mere light in the colour of your skin, turning transparent around the edges. You lifted you whole arm, and let out a shocked gasp that your whole body had transformed into this light filled being. Surprised for a second you shook your head in case you were dreaming, yet your last moments flooded back to you.

That is when it dawned on you. You had left behind your physical body. Now you were this form made of light. Which was your soul. Meaning you had. Died.

Instantly terrified by the new-found information, you cradled your sides with your hands, pulling your legs up to your chest, burring your face within your knees. You dearly wanted to meet Yixing again, your whole being yearned to return to his side even if it were for a mere moment.

‘I-I love you ____ with my entire being, heart, soul and e-everything in between. You are my one and only cross-dressing princess’, your beloved’s voice rang through your being, your throat tightened at the memory as you instinctively looked around quickly hoping to see his smiling face. Yet, you were faced with a figure in a large white robe that glistened within the dancing light. You couldn’t see their face due to some unknown reason, but you were sure if they stretched their arms out their garment would resemble majestic angel wings.

Too afraid to meet gazes with this unknown being you settled on watching your almost transparent toes. That is when an intense feeling flooded over you, as you felt yourself being looked over.

“An immortal’s soulmate huh?” The figure spoke up in a tone dripping with seriousness, its voice a mixture of many different voices, both male and female, young and old. Your body tensed at the sound of this being’s voice which was borderline between peaceful and horrific. All your mind could do was wonder how they knew that you were Yixing’s soulmate, “This is no place for a being such as yourself”, they paused for a second shifting to crouch down to your level, “Your soul may be reconsidered to return to the land of the living in a number decades”

“D-decades?”, you stuttered. Your hand lifted to the bond mark on your neck as your mind drifted to Yixing. ‘I won’t rest- until I find you again my love. I promise you’ Although he would not grow old, he would still be lonely, roaming the world in search of you, to bring you back into his embrace. Something within you clenched painfully at the thought.

“Yes. But are you prepared to pay the price?”, the figure stood again, moving to your side.

“E-Even if I am born again, I can’t be with anyone but him”, You played with your clothes shyly as you voiced your feelings. You nodded slightly at the end to reaffirm your decision, “M-May I, know what the p-price is for me to return to the l-living world?”, you asked curiously still very much afraid of this being and their unusual voice(s).

“In exchange for returning a soul back into a physical form”, they paused for a moment, causing you to anxiously fiddle with your sleeve, “That soul must be wiped clean of all memories from their previous life. No matter how precious and meaningful that memory or memory of the person is”, your heart dropped down to your feet at the revelation.

“Meaning I must forget everything, in order to return to Yixing? -”

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Linkin Park made me who I am.
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We don't talk but stay strong. If you need a break from the internet then take it. Your mental health is more important. If you need to talk in private we can.

💜 thanks, love. Means a lot.

I’m just numb. Numb and devastated. Sitting somewhere between the two, trying to wrap my head around it all. Fucking hurts. Chester and the band helped me through so damn much, some deep and personal things. So this is very, very hard for me.

Completely numb.

hello my name is tony stark and today i’ll be using my anxiety to design a suit made to withstand every possible worst-case-scenario i can come up with