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Yoav tables by Nui Design Studio

The guys from Nui studio created the Yoav series of tables as a reinterpretation of representation furniture for flyers, handouts and other things. But they also make a very good coffee table, keeping your favorite magazines at the side to leave enough space for your cup of coffee. The table is made of sweet chestnut wood with a sandblasted finish and a little red color highlight at the rim.

anonymous asked:

I have this idea stuck in my brain about an au where hiccup is clarke kent and astrid is lois lane. I feel like hiccup has the Clark Kent part down but hiccup has superman makes me laugh I think astrid would make a better superman than him

How about some good, old-fashioned super Astrid?  Because that’s what I have.  

The Stormfly

Hiccup supposes he must have a thing for unattainable women.  He’s a helicopter pilot for Berk City Channel four, and no matter how sweeping the cityscape is at sunrise, he’s always looking for something else, something more.  Whether it’s the new weather girl, Astrid Hofferson, with those dark rimmed glasses highlighting bright blue eyes that haven’t looked at him twice or…well, or Stormfly


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anipendragon  asked:

Now I have to ask, why is Pacific Rim so important to you? I mean, you don't have to share if you don't want to, but I'm sure we'd all love to know.

Oh gosh, let’s see if I can answer this without it turning into a grossly personal essay about life, love, and kaijuu. It’s not perfect by any means, but Pacific Rim stands head and shoulders above its genre peers. Full disclosure: I judge new acquaintances by what they think of Pacific Rim. If they don’t dislike it for the right reasons (e.g., it’s a “silly movie about robots and monsters”), there’s a very high chance that we won’t get along. Pacific Rim breaks the mold in important ways, in a genre that’s KNOWN for sticking to its time-honored tropes. Mako Mori is a non-white, non-Western feminist hero, adopted and VERY LOVINGLY raised by a single black man. Said black man is the undisputed authority throughout the film, though he did not come from an affluent background. The respect he is given is unreal— like, he’s literally presented as a Messiah figure in Mako’s memories. Instead of being set up as a cardboard antagonist in the Rebellious White Male Hero’s narrative, he is a complex, human character.

God, just— so much of the cast is important just because they EXIST. There is no one protagonist, no single hero who saves the day. The underlying themes are that interpersonal relationships and empathic connections are powerful, that you don’t need to be The Chosen One to make a difference, that it’s not about being the strongest or the most aggressive person/country, and that romantic relationships are not the single most important/interesting relationship under the sun. Pacific Rim is important to me because it’s so much of what I want to see more of in my media.

On a more personal level, Pacific Rim kiiiinda nudged a long, close friendship of mine into a romantic one. We’ve joked forever that we have 100% drift compatibility, and said that clearly we were meant to be co-pilots. Joking about it made us realize that yes, we were super compatible and want the same things out of life. Eventually, we asked ourselves why we weren’t dating, so now we are. Pacific Rim is tangentially responsible for me having a girlfriend. Which is kind of rad, I think.


Some smuff to help ease the pain of last night.

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Finally together. Finally alone. Finally…

He was blushing. And Emma Swan couldn’t believe it.

For all his swagger, bravado and silky tongue, now they were alone - finally alone - that side of him had instantly evaporated. This man in front of her was not what she had expected. 

His eyelashes were fluttering, his breath heavy and shaking, his fingers so light and cautious on her skin, as if he were scared she wasn’t real.

“Killian,” she whispered into his neck, brushing her lips at the line where his scruff ended -behind his ear - just the spot where she knew it would burn. In the good way.

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