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Hi!

Good morning.

I need you.

To do something.

For me.


Can you.

Do that?

Just one little thing.

Please.

Okay.


Ready?

Okay here goes.

I’m going to ask you now.

To please do the thing

For me.

For you too.

But mostly for me.

Because.

Idk man just because.

You’re still reading this post though aren’t you.

So.


Seriously.

This time.

Here it comes.

*deep breath*

Okay.

Just please take a second and look at this happy duckling:

Originally posted by thegeekstuff

He hopes you have a very nice day.

And so do I.

:)

Good night, tumblr. <3

Happy Birthday to my bae of life, my tumblr bestie, the ever-amazing @maiabaneway. Here’s a BatMaia drabble, dedicated to you like you requested because you deserve the world and so much more.

“Oceanography and Marine Biology. An introduction to Marine Science.”

Maia looked up from the beer she’d been building and met warm brown eyes twinkling back at her. Bat nodded as he ran his fingers over the front page of the textbook Maia had brought with her with the hope that she’d get some reading done in between her shift and be able to pull off her assignment.

She hadn’t gotten any reading done.

“I didn’t know you were a student,” Bat said.

“Yeah well. I’m taking classes online. Hopefully I’ll be able to transfer to Columbia sometime this year.” Her hand reached to self-consciously rub at the scar on her neck, but stopped when Bat’s fingers wrapped around hers, his expression one of concern, awe, and that lingering appraisal that she always skirted away from. She knew that look. Had been the recipient of that look for way too long. Except, there was something about the way Bartholomew Velasquez stared at her that made her breath catch, sent tingles down her spine and had her swallowing.

She did right then, tongue flicking out to whet her suddenly dry lips.

Bat’s eyes caught the movement and darkened, before they flickered up to meet her. And then he schooled his expression, smiled, released her hand and stepped away from the bar. “You should be proud.” At her confused expression, he nudged his chin at her textbook. “Not many people would continue with their dreams in light of…” He gestured at the Hunter’s Moon and the numerous Downworlders that filled the bar.

Something about the tone had Maia look at him sharply. She’d had that exact same expression shortly after she’d been turned. It took Luke pushing and prodding her to keep at her dreams and sign up for school. And even with that, she’d wasted months believing that her life was over and there was no way she could have a semblance of a normal life. There was no way in hell she was going to let Bat fall into that same trap. “You can have it all you know,” she murmured. Bat braced both hands on the bar and leaned forward, the scent of his sandalwood aftershave washing over her in waves. She so didn’t need to know what the man smelt like.

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long mornings and longer thoughts

I was going through tumblr after watching today’s clip, and I realized something. YOUSEF WANTED TO KISS HER. Okay I was hoping for a kiss, the idea was there but I knew it wouldn’t happen. But THEY also knew. I didn’t notice that the first time I watched it. He goes ‘you’re looking into my eyes now? Cause I’m a bit unsure’ ‘yes I’m looking into your eyes’ she says, and they’re just looking at each other all blushing and smiley, and like people ABOUT TO KISS! He leans in a little, just a little, you would have to really look at him to notice. But then she shakes her head, no. 'No?’ he asks, backing up a little. And then he looks as if he internally cursed himself, and begins to try and play off what he just did with 'anyway what was I going to say?’ Yes yousef, we all know what you wanted. Them together just makes me so happy, they’re always so cute and flirty around each other and it makes me. So. Happy.

x

anonymous asked:

Your peacock art was on the radar :) Looked fantastic!!!

omg again woah WHAT WHY UH!!! thank you!!! ʷʰʸ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ

and uh, heya new ppl!! what’s swinging hope youre doin alright. i make lotsa art here glad to have ya!! and if you’ve been here for awhile hope things are doin okay too!! hope i can draw stuff you like! / /// aa

people are allowed to experiment with gender/sexuality, its not harming anybody and if it helps, it helps

tonight i realized how much i love you
watching you there,
seeing you smile.
tonight i remembered the past,
it’s been awhile now but my feelings have only grown.
i can’t talk about these emotions,
but i think about them all the time.
oh, what a wonderful memory,
when i was yours and you were mine.
—  i am so in love with you,
it’s okay that you don’t feel the same.
as long as you’re in my life, i’ll be okay.
but i can’t help but keep hope.
maybe one day.

darjeelinglove  asked:

Could you draw picture were Donovan calls Sherlock a Freak and John just stares deadly at her behind Sherlock so she shuts up?

Okay I was gonna do a normal pic at first but then I thought: why not a gif? I had so much fun drawing this, specially John and Sherlock’s faces XD. Thanks for the request and I hope you like it <3

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Of course I still miss you, of course I still love you. Of course the only thing I still want is to talk to you. It never dampened, never waned, that choice to take a chance on each other we made. That light you emanate still blinds and burns me to my core, and when you left kept me hollow, desperate, yearning for more. I left because you wanted me to, I left because I knew you were hurting, that there were problems and life choices you had to make and I wasn’t helping, and I left because a part of me knew that if we kept going, the wounds we would leave would be harder and harder to heal, never closing. I did want us to keep going, I did want us to keep growing, together we’d wander, seek the world, go exploring, and in that radiant voluminous glow we’d ponder, the choices we made that brought us to fall in love with each other. But I know this is the end of the game, that if ever we crossed paths again it couldn’t be the same, that the life we shared and had, now we can only visit in pictures, songs, and memories, if ever we could address that life again by name. You and I were drawn together, meant to fall in love, but not to last forever. And I can never be mad, wish you ill will or look back in anger, because you were the most important part of my life once upon a time, and I’ll still have that love and respect for you, forever and ever after.
—  laugh if you want, it still burns for you (5/24/17), thekaijusleeps

this show means so much to me, i can’t even begin to explain, and i know a lot of people would agree with me.

i wanted to make something for the finale but i couldn’t finish on time so i’m posting now D: it might be a little blurry b/c the file is so big and tumblr messes up the sizing etc. but i hope it looks okay!

*edit*: the image kept crashing so i had to reupload :/) 

welcometomomuniverse  asked:

Hi, I'm doing some research right now in regards to fans imagining of harry potter. you were the first blog i found to suggest the idea that harry could be Indian. Do you have any specific headcanons in regards to this? Or what it means to you to have him be Indian? It's okay if you're not comfortable answering. Thanks.

This is a really great idea! I hope your research goes well. 

Well I began to imagine Harry as being half Indian because Harry as a character reminds me of my brother (who like me is half Indian). I always saw him as looking sort of like Dan in terms of skin colour and hair colour. 

It was only through Tumblr that I really started to look more deeply into it. A lot of people had Harry as mixed race in their minds and seeing all that art and those ideas allowed me to explore my own thoughts on it. 

Reading the books again (I read them at least once a year), I realised how meaningful it was that the Dursleys had never liked or approved of James Potter. They seemed to see Lily as having lowered herself by marrying him. To me, as a child of an Indian father and English mother, I KNOW that reaction very well. Sometimes it’s not said, but it’s implied and it gets to you. People called James lazy and basically hinted that he wasn’t good enough for Lily (Snape and Petunia mostly) which is a sure sign he was brown, because as far as I can see James was a good man who adored his wife and son. A lot of people will unfortunately always go out of their way to try and make brown men look bad. Not to mention that Snape’s superiority complex was so deep that I find it hard to believe that it just came from the fact James was cruel to him at school. I honestly believe it was partly because Snape held racist beliefs (at least when he was younger). He never could take it that Lily had chosen James over him. 

The stuff about Harry’s dark, messy hair seemed to fit too, because in our family we all have dark hair that curls. My brother’s hair curls if it grows long enough, and my dad has really thick dark hair as well. 

Then there’s how the Dursleys used to try and hide Harry’s appearance from the neighbours, which implied he looked noticeably different to his family. I always got the impression the Durselys and their neighbours were UKIP sort of people. You know, the sort who wouldn’t say they were racist but would be suspicious if they saw a brown person in a shop. 

I know the reason the Dursleys don’t tell Harry about James is because of the magic, but I also like to think that part of the reason was that they wanted to bring him up like a ‘nice English boy’ and keep him from his father’s culture. Everything about them screams trying desperately to make Harry ‘normal’ and to them ‘normal’ would probably mean trying to erase his links to his heritage. He might have found power and solace in that, and they wouldn’t have wanted that.

There’s also the fact that before James was murdered, he was making sparks of light fly from his wand to make baby Harry laugh. In 1981 (the year of the murders) Diwali would have fallen on October 27th, which is only 3 days before Halloween, when James was making the sparks. I personally feel this could have been to do with Diwali, since it is the festival of lights. 

Last (that I can think of right now) is how Harry’s eyes always stand out to people. They are obviously striking, and I think him being brown skinned and dark haired and having his mother’s green eyes would make that more prominent. My brother has green-ish eyes (inherited from our mother), despite the fact most of our Indian family (me included) all have dark brown. It’s definitely noticeable and something you might comment on. 

Thanks for the question by the way! These aren’t all my original headcanons, but I can’t really source them because they’ve come about through reading the ideas of lots of people and forming my own ideas for Harry through them. 

xxx

You’re So Pretty...

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Summary: Bucky had a crush on you but he has lost his abilities to flirt like he could back in the day. So, he chooses a unique but adorable way to express his feelings.

A/N: so this is inspired by this really cute tumblr post where they read flash cards to ask someone out then they mess it up. YEAH. THAT WAS SUPER CUTE.ps, I was too tired to edit so look over the mistakes okay? hope you like it!

Warnings: swearing maybe?

Word Count: 1000 ish? Maybe under?

Originally posted by archieaddict

Crushes. oh those lovely sweet little time periods where you are attracted to someone. those butterflies, stealing glances, all the blushing; becomes too much to bear after a while. perhaps they called it crushes because they literally crushed you.

Bucky was in a turmoil. his crush on you had lasted way longer than he would have wanted and he was getting impatient. he couldn’t stop thinking about you! you were the only thing on his mind, the only thing he would fantasize about.

that day was no different. Bucky occupied the table with Steve in the common room. with his face resting in his hands he was looking around lazily while he waited for Steve to finish reading his newspaper. Steve always read the paper after they both had trained while Bucky would just laze around for a while. Bucky’s eyes suddenly fell on you and the boring room seemed to have gotten more brighter. you were laughing on something with Natasha, as you drank some water.

Bucky groaned internally, or he thought he did. Steve rolled up the newspaper and smacked him in the head with it.

‘ow!’ he rubbed his head. ‘what was that for?’ he furrowed his brows.

‘stop groaning and just go ask her out!’ Steve threw his arms in the air in exaggeration.

‘I-’

‘yeah, it’s getting out of hand. ask her out or I will do it for you.’ he crossed his arms.

‘oh, the hell you wont, punk.’ Bucky pointed a finger at him.

‘you know what?’ he quirked his brows. ‘go ask her right now, I dare you.’

‘the fuck I will.’ he stood up and turned to him again. ‘watch me, bitch.’

he strutted to you, till half way. then it dawned on him, what if you said no? what if you just wanted to be friends? WHAT IF YOU SAW HIM AS A BROTHER FIGURE?!

Steve was both enjoying and pitying the discomfort of his best friend.

‘good morning, sugar cube!’ you greeted Bucky and his stomach flipped. he wasn’t used to such sweet nicknames used for him. he especially loved this one you had invented, it was silly and lovely.

it was too late to back down now, the assassin had to make the move.

‘ good morning, doll.’ he managed to say casually. ‘so, um, how are you?’

‘great, worked out with Nat but still good.’ you said and earned a nudge in the ribs from the redhead. ‘sorry woman, but you tried to kill me there.’ you said and Bucky laughed while Natasha rolled her eyes.

‘whatever.’ she waved it off. ‘you wanted something, Barnes?’ she crossed her arms and leaned on the kitchen counter.

‘um, yeah, (y/n)-’ Bucky struggled with the words while Steve kept chanting ‘do it, do it damn it, say it buck, say it…’ in the background to himself. ‘can you help me with my phone?” he blurted out and Steve banged his hand on the table. you all looked in his direction and he blamed the news for his behaviour.

‘sure, tell me when.’ you smiled and left. Natasha shook her head at Bucky. ‘so close, dumbass.’ she said before following you. Bucky sighed and turned to Steve who gave him a “bitchface”.

Bucky was lying on his bed thinking about you would slip away from his hands like sand if he didn’t take any quick action. but what could he do!? he couldn’t think straight around you, having a full conversation was a thing of some other universe. he sighed and tossed in his bed. he was thinking of the many ways of expressing his feelings until his eyes fell on his notepad. he knew what he had to do.

‘can I tell her?’ Natasha whispered to Steve. all the avengers were enjoying a night off watching a film, more like fighting over what to watch but you can get the idea.

‘no.’ Steve shook his head. ‘Buck wouldn’t like that, he needs to do it on his own.’

‘i’ll tell her.’ she stomped her foot. she was tired of seeing Bucky looking at you like a love sick puppy.

‘do you want him to kill us all?’ he asked with a serious face. she groaned and sat back in his seat.

‘(y/n)!’ Bucky called out as he entered the room. all eyes including yours landed on him.

‘ooh, he’s gonna do it.’ Natasha whispered to Steve excitedly and got a grin in response.

‘Bucky, what are you doing?’ you stood up.

‘is he going crazy?’ tony theatrically whispered to Bruce. He slapped his shoulder in response.

‘don’t be ridiculous.’ Bruce said.

‘that’s it, he’s losing his mind.’ Sam shook his head. Bucky shot him a glare to shut him up. he didn’t want to beat up anyone right now.

‘I-I,’ he cleared his throat and looked in the flash cars he had prepared. everyone was confused as to what the former assassin was doing. he took a deep breath and smiled at you. ‘hey, (y/n) I just wanted to say that I like you. a lot and I cant say it’ he read the cards out loud. ‘so I was wondering if-’ he was fumbling with the cards as they all fell. ‘oh shit.’ he cursed and tried to pick them up. ‘you’re so pretty….’ he said in a meek voice and your heart melted.

‘OH MY GOD.’ you grinned and he looked at you. ‘that was so cute, I could fuck you on spot right now!’ you crossed your arms.

‘I don’t have a card for that…..’ he blinked. you shook your head on his adorableness and ran up to hug him. he melted in your embrace.

‘you’re so cute.’ you kissed his cheek and cupped his face.

‘so you’ll go out with me?’ he asked and you chuckled.

‘of course, sugar.’ you caressed his cheeks.

‘that’s my boy!!’ Steve hollered. ‘sugar cube to sugar, nice!’ he crossed his arms. all the avengers were soon to follow in the teasing game.

‘finally.’ Natasha sighed in relief.

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