how do dinosaurs say i love you

cuquas  asked:

For MerMay how about a bioluminescent mermaid? Love your colouring, it's very vibrant! and in your watercolours feels very harmonious ❤

I will always say yes to bio/deep sea mermaids haha and thank you very much <3

anonymous asked:

If you're taking prompts from that angst list, could I request “look, i know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. i can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me” With stucky? :) Or really any of them. Your writing is awesome, it'd be fun to read whatever you choose! :)

Everyone breaks up at the end of senior year. It’s just a thing that happens. In fact, he and Steve were smart about it — they broke up at the beginning of summer so they could be over the initial heartbreak before school, so they could enjoy the first few weeks. And sure, it was tough spending the summer knowing Steve was a few blocks away and not being able to climb up the fire escape and drink frosty root beers, but as the summer progressed they started texting again, and had even gone to get coffee together the week before Bucky was set to move to Northwestern.

Now it’s almost Halloween and they’re talk each other almost like they used to.

And Bucky is over him. He swears.

“Texting your boyfriend?” Wanda asks over a lunch of cafeteria burgers and fries on October 30th.

“Not my boyfriend,” Bucky corrects as he types out ‘LOL’ to Steve.

“But it’s him, right?” Wanda asks.

Bucky glares at her over his phone.

“And that’s all the answer I needed,” Wanda says, stealing a fry from Bucky’s plate.

“You have your own!” Bucky says.

She dips the fry in ketchup. “Yeah, but yours are crispier,” she says.

Bucky rolls his eyes and then his phone starts ringing. Confused, Bucky looks down and sees the picture of Steve sitting in the branches of a tree that Bucky took the summer before their junior year. Bucky swallows hard. He probably just butt-dialed him. It’s probably just a mistake.

Bucky’s going to answer it anyway.

“Sorry,” he says to Wanda as he stands up. “I gotta take this.”

“Enjoy talking to your boyfriend. I’m going to eat your fries.”

“There better be a fresh plate here when I’m done,” Bucky says, then answers. “Hullo?”

“Hey Bucky,” Steve says, and that pain in his chest is totally normal, right? It’s just how you should react when you hear your friend’s voice for the first time in months.

“Hey, uh, Steve. Thought you were butt dialin’ me or somethin’.”

Steve laughs, low and throaty, and if Bucky weren’t maneuvering through a crowded cafeteria, he’d close his eyes and focus on taking it in. “Nope, I just… I have something going on, and I want to talk about it. Can we chat?”

“Of course,” Bucky says. “Whatever you need, Steve.” His throat’s closing up for no reason, none at all.

“Thanks, Buck,” Steve says. Bucky finally gets outside to where it’s quiet. “It’s just, I’ve always talked to you about this kind of stuff and it feels weird talking about it with anyone else, so… I’ve just been wanting to talk to you about it.”

Bucky bites down on his bottom lip. “What kinda stuff, Steve? You okay?” Bucky asks, suddenly worried.

“Yeah!” Steve says, “Yeah, I’m fine, I’m just… There’s this party tomorrow night, a Halloween party and there’s… well, there’s this guy.”

Bucky swallows.

Is this how it felt when the dinosaurs saw that meteor up in the sky, unable to do a thing before it killed them all? Because all at once it feels like the world is ending.

“A guy?” Bucky manages to say.

“Yeah, he’s… He’s a junior. I met him in an art history class. And he’s… really great, actually. I dunno, I haven’t felt like this in… Well, he asked if I’d be at this party tomorrow night and I’m just nervous in a way that I haven’t been in a long time.”

“Don’t worry, Steve,” Bucky says, “I’m sure he’ll love you.”

The ‘like I do’ is implied.

— —

Bucky forgot how fucking horrible New York is on Halloween.

“Can’t believe I’m doin’ this,” he mumbles as he dodges drunk NYU students dressed in culturally appropriative costumes on his way into apartment 602. He gets in with no difficulty and starts the processes of scanning the crowd. Steve usually stands out, but it’s Halloween and knowing Steve he’s probably in some awful, obscure costume that no one understands.

And then he hears some guy say, “Are you listening to me, Steve? Jesus, why would you hide your body in that turtleneck?” and Bucky knows that Steve recycled last year’s Andy Warhol costume.

It’s easy to spot the white wig and the creep hovering next to Steve. Bucky pushes his way through a small throb of gyrating people with all the adrenaline of draining his bank account for a plane ticket to New York just on the off-chance he can win his ex-boyfriend back.

Which just so happens to be the situation.

“Anyhow,” the creep says. “Maybe we should go back to your place and we can take that turtleneck off, huh?”

“I’m not…” Steve starts then seems to see Bucky a few steps away. “Buck?” he asks.

“Steve!” Bucky says, finally getting to him. “Who’s this?” creep asks. Bucky ignores him.

“Bucky, why’re you here?” Steve asks.

“Because it’s really fuckin’ rude to ask your ex who is obviously still hung up on you about some new guy. What the fuck, Steven? Your mother raised you better than that!”

Steve looks stunned and silly in his white wig and all-black ensemble. “I’m… I’m sorry, I didn’t…”

“Didn’t think?” Bucky asks.

Steve barks out a laugh. “Yes!” he says. “I didn’t.”

“That’s why you need me,” Bucky says. “Someone’s gotta do the thinkin’.” He pauses, suddenly self-conscious after his big speech. “I mean, if you want to. Think. Be with me. That sort of thing.”

And that’s when Steve starts grinning. “Yes,” he says, emphatic. “Yes, Jesus. Bucky, I missed you. I love you.”

It takes them about four seconds until they’re grabbing at each other, kissing, and knocking Steve’s wig off. Bucky hears the creep mutter, “What the fuck?” but he doesn’t care.

He’s here. With Steve. And that’s how it should be.

great comet characters as heathers quotes
  • natasha rostova: are we going to prom, or to hell?
  • pierre bezukhov: whether or not to kill yourself is one of the most important decisions you can make.
  • sonya rostova: if you were happy every day of your life, you wouldn’t be a human. you’d be a game show host.
  • marya dmitrievna: you know what i want? cool guys like you out of my life.
  • anatole kuragin: our love is god. let’s go get a slushie.
  • hélène kuragina: i use my grand IQ to decide what lip gloss to wear in the morning and how to hit three keggers before curfew.
  • fedya dolokhov: dear diary, my teen angst bullshit now has a body count.
  • old prince bolkonsky: fuck me gently with a chainsaw! do i look like mother teresa to you?!
  • mary bolkonskaya: great, so heather gets the front page, and i get crammed in by the taco bell coupon.
  • balaga: chaos is great! chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling!
  • andrey bolkonsky: i say we just grow up, be adults, and die.

Two Men in Love

“If I asked you now,
Will you be my prince,
Will you lay down your armour
And be with me forever…
When you open me
All the power in me moves,
How you want to see
All the depths of me real,
When you open me,
All the power in me moves,
I feel real…

I love you, I love you…”

~by The Irrepressibles

“Soulmates”, Day 5 for TimKon weeeeeek!!

Do I need to say more?

The song is beautiful, guys. Please listen to it. (●´□`)♡

And I have another “VERSION” for this. *wink wink*
I’ll post it someday.


Dating Killer Croc (Waylon Jones) May Include…

“I Love You”

  • You were the first one to say it
  • It was the first time he’s ever heard the words
  • He waited for you to say “Psych!” but you never did
  • “I…Love..You..” The words were drawn out
  • But true, nonetheless
  • He felt super uncomfortable afterwards
  • You both silently agreed to never say the words again, only show them through actions and other variations of words


  • He’s a insecure guy
      • He doesn’t act like it, but he has
      • He’s tried to shape himself into a monster
      • Something that people fear
      • He uses his appearnce to his adavantage
      • But he still wishes to be someone–something–else
  • You always reassure him that no matter how he looks or acts or is, you’ll still be here with him
  • You’d never leave with your own free will
  • You love him


  • His: He isn’t much for nicknames, but he does like calling you Lovely.
      • Because you’re lovely and like the Heaven to his Hell
      • That makes like no sense
      • ha
  • Yours: Dino, Cutie,Godzilla, Scaly-Boo, Boo, Dork, Honey Muffin.


  • Waylon loves hoodies, jackets, sweaters
  • Over the time you’ve known him (and been dating), you’ve gotten him a ton of clothes
      • Some that you’ve stolen
      • Some you actually bought
  • Your favorite thing to do is buy matching clothes
  • You bought him a sweater for Christmas that says “See Ya Later, Alligator” and you got one that said “After A While, Crocodile”
      • He wouldn’t say it
      • But he loved it
  • You also got him a dinosaur onsie
      • *cough* danisnotonfire *cough*


  • Waylon isn’t big on PDA
  • But he does love to hold your hand whenever given the chance
  • And nuzzle his face into your cheek/neck
  • He likes how you smell too
  • But not in the “I’m going to eat you way”
    • I mean, he’ll eat you…but not in that, amiright? (;
    • Well, if you’re a guy he’d just blow you tho
    • Hah
    • Someone kill me
    • I hate myself


  • You had a tough time getting Waylon to move into your apartment
  • He didn’t think he deserved to not be treated like the monster he thought he was
  • The idea of living in a home, with you, was…surreal


  • He likes to hold you close and snuggle his face into your shoulder
  • Your scent gives him peace
  • He hasn’t had a nightmare since he moved in tbh
      • He had nightmares of the sewar
      • And of himself

And I’m blank, oops

DATE: AUG. I 2016
NOTES: Sorry for the wait. I have until Thursday to be all packed and moved out so…

A Sweet Obsession

Request: Hi, I was wondering if you could do a fic where yn mentions she loves koalas and dan and you start obessing over koalas and he says how one day he is going to need to take you to Australia to see them.xx

Word Count: 211

Warnings: Nope

I’m sorry its short, I couldn’t think of anything else to write. I hope its okay!

You snuggled into Dan, pulling the sleeves of his dinosaur onesie you were borrowing over your hands. You were having a chilled-out evening, watching TV and eating pizza. You both agreed it was the best type of dates, if you could count it as one, and so had them a lot. Dan smiled down at you, kissing you softly on the head when you suddenly stared to squeal.

“Y/N? What’s up?” He fretted, and you pointed at the TV. Koalas. It was a nature programme, and the sight of them made you so happy. “Koalas?” He chuckled at you, and you nodded enthusiastically.

“Of course, I love them so much!” You grinned. “I’m surprised you didn’t know!”

“Well, I didn’t.” He shook his head, and settled back down on the sofa together. You watched them on the TV, your lips constantly pulled into a smile.

“They are so cute! I bet they are so fluffy…”

“They smell great. I need to take you to see some in Australia one day.” He told you, and your eyes widened.

“Oh, my god! Yeah! I need to meet one!” You fangirled, Dan grinning and laughing.

“Whatever you’d like, love.” He mumbled, kissing you on the cheek. You giggled, nodding.

“It’s what I’ve always wanted.”

Cas being relegated to questioning the victim’s six year-old daughter because Dean and Sam don’t want him freaking out her widowed mother. 

Dean walking into Danielle’s room forty-five minutes later to find both her and Cas deep in conversation while working on some crayon drawings. He’s decked out in a sparkly tiara and drawing a gorgeously detailed unicorn while she works on what appears to be a T-Rex. They’re idly chatting about dinosaurs, and it takes a second for Dean to figure out that Castiel is talking about how lovely the diplodocus’s singing voice was. 

“But how do you know?” Dani says. 

“Because I was there,” Cas answers. 

She considers this for a moment before nodding like she knows he’s old, so it makes sense. "So… What was the dipo-diplo–“ 


"Yeah, what was their fav'rit song?" 

"Hmm.” Cas purses his lips. “It’s difficult because there were so many, and everybody had a favourite, but I would have to say… most likely: The Very Gentle Giant. That was very popular in the late Jurassic." 


"Indeed. I’d sing it for you, but human vocal chords would butcher it." 

Dean, leaning against the doorjamb, takes the lull in conversation to clear his throat. It’s a losing battle to stop himself from smiling. "You ready to go, Agent?" 

Castiel looks up and grins back. "Of course.” He gets up and very carefully removes his tiara, stooping to put in on the low table and sign his drawing. “Well, Dani, it was a pleasure to–oof!”

Dani’s little arms attempt to wrap around Castiel’s legs. 

“Thanks for teaching me ‘bout the dinosaurs!” 

“Any time,” Cas says. “And don’t forget to call me if you remember anything, alright? Or if you get scared.”


On the way out of the house, Dean grabs Cas’s hand, tugging him back while Sam gets into the car. He plays with Castiel’s palm as the recently-turned-human frowns. “Dean?”

“Yeah,” Dean replies. He threads their fingers together and squeezes, leaning in to peck him quickly on the mouth. They normally never touch like this while on interviews, so Cas blushes profusely at the contact. 

“What was that for?” he mumbles, dazed as the pads of his fingers move up to graze his own lips. His smile is so goofy, Dean can’t help grinning back.

“Nothing,” he shrugs. Now his cheeks flush. “You just, ah, you just looked real good in there, that’s all. Great job with the kid.”

“Oh, um, thank you.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

They hold hands all the way to the car.

anonymous asked:

The signs when they hear I love you?

Aries: *pulling pants back on* oh uh thanks I had a good night too…

Taurus: rawr means I love you too in dinosaur ~ :3

Gemini: lol which one :)

Cancer: we’ve only just gotten the hang of hand-holding, now this?!?

Leo: no that’s not how I pictured you saying it, do it again

Virgo: *internal pterodactyl cry*

Libra: sweetie (:

Scorpio: *under reacts because they’ve already been through this fantasy 1000 times in their head*

Sag: *shoving breadsticks into purse* I have to go home right now immediately

Cap: *muffled voice* I ugh you too

Aqua: yes ok cool but back to the conversation - jet fuel CANNOT MELT STEEL BEAMS, STEVEN

Pisces: oh wow :))))) um ok right well yeah ok wowee amiright wowzers trousers ok ok here we go here we go um hummuna hummuna ok let’s have a think here wowee ok righto


tbh I can totally see kuramochi and miyuki fake proposing each other at different restaurants to see if they can get free food because they are broke students and miyuki always wants dessert so every time they do it they try to make it weirder than the last time and in the end we have kuramochi on his knee, pretending to say “i love you” in dinosaur and miyuki is literally choking on his tears because it is too fucking hilarious on how far they are willing to go for free food

EXO reacts to collaborating with their idol girlfriend

*squeals* Your icon is so cute!~♥ I freaking LOVE Sheldon the tiny dinosaur!!

Xiumin: No matter how much he asked for a sexy concept, his prayers were not answered. Instead the two of you were doing a super cute, animal-themed performance for Children’s Day. During your selfcam for the show, you turn the camera to him and ask him to say something nice to the kids. He is not having any of it.

Luhan: The two of you were doing a rendition of Overdose where it would be a duet. The lyrics were slightly adjusted so it would seem as if the two of you were intoxicated with each other, desperate for the other’s love. You would sing back and forth to each other, seemingly obsessed with each other, with choreography that called for the two of you to dance very closely with each other. Not bad, he thinks. He’d been hoping for something like Nasty Nasty’s Knock, but this was good too. {Seriously, check out the song. Whoever said Trouble Maker was pushing it obviously did not see Knock coming}

Kris: “What do you mean I’m taking Hyuna’s part?”

Both your companies decided to shake things up a bit by having you perform Trouble Maker, except with your roles switched. Good luck wrestling him into that sparkly tube dress.

Suho: “Oh my gosh, guys!!! I’m gonna sing a duet with Y/N!!!”

Lay: It was going to be a dance off between him, Minseok, and Zitao versus you plus two members of your group. During breaks, he was always found next to you, smiling and enjoying your time together without work getting in the way, in fact, work called for it and he couldn’t be happier. But once the music started playing, he turned into a completely different person and you had to say, you liked this Yixing too.

Baekhyun: You’re going to be performing Internet War and he was looking forward to reliving his high school rock band days. He can’t say he’s opposed to the idea of seeing you decked out in all leather either.

Chen: During rehersals, he’d been totally professional, but now… It was the actual performance and he couldn’t stop breaking character to look at you and smile. You didn’t think that this is what the songwriter had in mind when he wrote Erase. Some break-up song this was.

Chanyeol: He didn’t even stick around to hear what song the two of you were going to be performing. He just ran off in delight, screaming your name as if you could hear him from your own company building.

D.O: He’s so happy to be performing with you that he can’t keep from doing his weird little happy wiggly fingers things for the whole song.

Tao: “Ayo, guess who’s gonna sing a duet with Y/N? That’s right, it’s T. A. O.

Kai: Yes. This is a good idea. Jongin likes this idea. Jongin likes this idea very much.

Sehun: His happiness dies down a little when he finds out that you agreed to work extra without pay in order to set up this performance and spend time with him. He suddenly feels guilty and promises to try to work it out so he can spend more time with you as long as you promise to never do this again.

The thought of Kris in a sparkly tube dress make me laugh harder than it should. He would hate me for this, I’m sure.

I do GIF/written reactions, description/selca ships, and ttyb!~♥ Requests are open all summer!

Spoilers. But I really want to tell my thoughts about The Abominable Bride or else I will die here all alone because nobody understands me.


Ok flashbacks of Series 1 to 3

omg 1895 I can’t even

Victorian London omg how did they even manage to do that

First meeting flashback  - with different setting

After so many years, he still doesn’t know if what bruises will form after forty minutes

Yey I bet Ben is definitely happy because he got a new haircut lol


Archie! Awww

John’s moustache though

Oww I guess it’s Mary!

Yep I’m right hahaha :D I’m so proud of myself.

Stage is set. Curtain rises. We are ready to begin.

Lestrade’s side burns

Joke about Sherlock not knowing Greg’s name might not be appropriate here

“Correct me, Doctor” the sexual tension is too high

The cinematography is too great, I hope we have like that in out country

Opium? Oh China yes I got it.

“Y U DOING THIS” that’s me everytime

What What What you died no

Aww poor Mary

M? Who is that what what

England? oh I have a guess…

Anderson! Go back to your dinosaurs why are you here?

Male Molly! omg omg omg

I can’t

Male Molly is so cute how can I love her more

I think I know what will happen in Molly…


Yasss adventures

A bit sexist John, I love the maid though

“The gentleman is my guest” but the hand gesture says otherwise

“I am glad you liked my potato” THIS IS THE BEST LINE IN TV HISTORY GUYS


Ohhhh client

What ghost what no

The private conversation though. This show can’t get any gayer.


Why did you leave the place John?


Wait there’s something…



ok they’re shouting at each other lovers’ quarrel right there.


Was it… what I think it was? omg drugs


Bed? Bed what?



Moriarty speaking with his tongue out and pointed gun



“I was there for you before. I will there for you again. And always be there for you.” protective older brother Mycroft is my kind of Mycroft

Victorian times again? what


Mary? What happened to Mary?

Omg so that how she did it. Amazing!

Women yesssss feminism







Modern? What’s happening? I don’t know the real anymore

Greg is so kind to help him dig.


That was creepy as hell helvete



Omg no don’t no Sherlock can’t die


Sherlock complimented John







A fabulous jump indeed

Ok ok I don’t get it.

I still don’t get it.

“Look after him” omg Mycroft is the best omg stop making me cry

He’s dead but he’s back what

They came back again at the Victorian Time, discussing the title of his blog

Ok Sherlock is looking out of the window wherein the outside is modern day London.

Yes, I’ll pretend I get it.

I’m confused BUT I LOVE IT





Take Care Of Her (Part 3)

A/n: Yay! Part three! I hope you guys like it<3 Thank you for all the sweet messages; they keep me motivated!

You can find Part two here:

Many thanks to the lovely alyshasparks for beta reading this chapter. Youre the best!

Getting a four-year-old through the airport and onto a boat is so much more work than you imagined and you end up getting to the island two hours later than you had planned for.

A sweet girl named Amanda ushers you through the park, leading you towards the control room. You can’t help looking around, feeling shocked at how well everything looks. You don’t understand how they were able to repair everything so quickly, but somehow, seeing it all put back together like this makes you feel even more uneasy and a chill runs down your spine.

The second you step into the control room, Charlie rips her hand from yours and goes running across the room and jumps into a man’s arms, “Uncle Lowry!” she exclaims as he picks her up and gives her a tight hug.

“How you doing doodlebug?” he asks and she begins speaking a hundred miles an hour, telling him everything that’s happened since she last saw him at Christmas.

Owen walks up to him and shakes his hand free hand, “We didn’t know you were going to be here.”

“Yeah, well, it’s not exactly the kinda thing you can just walk away from.” He says, smirking, and looks at you, “I’m really glad you decided to come,” He puts Charlie down as you walk over to him, wrapping your arms round his neck, and he hugs you tight. “Everything is going to be fine.” He whispers to you, not wanting Charlie to hear that her mom is worried.

When Claire walks in, she smiles down at Charlie, and bends down. “Hi there, you must be Charlie, I’ve heard so much about you.” She says smiling, obviously having gotten much better with kids. Charlie just nods her head as she smiles up at her. Claire holds out her hand and you see something shiny in it. “I had this made special just for you.” Charlie’s mouth forms a perfect “o” as she stares at what you can now see is a small silver bracelet in Claire’s hand. She slips it on Charlie’s small wrist and she runs over to you, hand in the air, to show you.

“Mommy, Look! It has a itsy bitsy dinosaur tooth on it!!” she’s bouncing excitedly , and you smile down at her telling her how lovely it looks, before smiling up at Claire. “What do you say Charlie?”

She turns around and runs back to Claire, wrapping her arms around her legs and says, “Thank you so much! I love it!”

You all share a laugh as Claire begins to tell you how things have been. “Well, it’s going to take years of marketing to build our name back up. We used to have the best safety measures, well now we need better. Even if all we’re working with are Herbivores. We have to prove that this time, we have everything under control.” You nod, agreeing with her, glad to see that safety is finally the number one thing on her mind. “This means, more guards, more emergency preparations on site, and more strict safety protocols. Only the most qualified people.”  Charlie interrupts her jumping up and down in front of the wall of monitors shouting, “Look Daddy! Mommy, Look it’s a dinosaur!” You turn your heads quickly in her direction and see her pointing at the screen. You scan the screens in panic, trying to find the one she’s talking about, but see the largest camera on the screen is looking at an egg in the lab. “Yes honey, that’s a dinosaur.” You sigh in relief, wanting to go see it for yourself.

You all turn your attention back to Claire as Owen begins to ask her something about the paddocks, but you ask to be excused, saying that you need to use the restroom. When you leave the control room, however, you head towards the lab. There are a handful of people in white lab coats, most of whom you’ve never seen before. One woman, almost twice your age, you remember from before, although you can’t remember her name. She resolves this problem for you when she sees you. “Y/n! They told me you might be coming! It’s so good to see you. It’s me, Laura. Do you remember?” Relief floods through you when she says her name and you greet her cheerfully in return, thanking her when she says how glad she is to have you back. “I suppose you want to see them, then?” she asks knowingly and begins to lead you to the incubator before you can even respond. “We estimate they’ve got about three days left before they hatch.”

You smile, rubbing your fingertip across one of the bumpy shells, and close your eyes and smile. You really did miss this. “Ah, Mr. Grady, how wonderful to see you!” she exclaims and you look up to see the group migrating in your direction. “And, oh my goodness, is that little Charlie! Look at you, Last time I saw you, you were just a baby.” Charlie hides behind Owen, clinging to his leg shyly, but gives Laura a small smile.

“It’s great to see you again Laura,” he says shaking her hand. “I think my wife got a little distracted on the way to the bathroom,” he says raising his eyebrows at you knowingly.

“Yes, well, I’m glad you got a chance to see them, Y/n. We have your number ready to call the second they begin to hatch,” Claire says smiling widely at you. You forgot how much you began to like Claire after the incident. “Well let me give you a tour around and show you what changes we’ve made.”

Claire leads the group with Owen behind her, Charlies hand in his as he walks. You fall behind to walk beside Lowery. “Have you heard anything about Blue?” you ask quietly, pretending to listen to Claire as she speaks about the reinforcement of the building.

He sighs heavily, “The first thing I did when I got here was search for heat patterns, seeing if I could find her, but there’s just too much ground to cover, and a lot of the sensors are out of commission.” He frowns apologetically but you nod your head.

“It’s fine, I don’t expect her to be hanging around still, especially not if there’s been a lot of new construction going on.” You try not to sound too hurt as you ask him, “And the bungalow?”

Finally he gives you a big smile. “Exactly how you left it,” he says and you take a deep breath and smile.

“So,” you begin again, “How are things going with…” you search your brain for a minute. “Katie?”

“They’re pretty good, actually. We just celebrated our first anniversary a few weeks ago. And her parent’s love me, so that’s always a plus.” You smile for him, but your heart twinges a little. You know your parents would have loved Owen, but you wish they could have gotten the chance to meet him, and Charlie too for that matter.

Claire clears her throat causing you and Lowery to jump, looking up in her direction. “You guys still with me?” she asks teasingly, clearly not upset that you weren’t paying attention. You both nod your heads with silly smiles on your face and she goes on. “Well, I was going to say that if you guys wanted to go check on the bungalow,”  she says looking between you and Owen, “that you can as long as you don’t mind being escorted by a few guards.”

Owen looks at you and you nod your head, finally excited about something on this island. Lowery says that he will stay behind, continuing to run scans on the working cameras and Owen and Charlie and you head towards the jeep that Claire said would be waiting for you downstairs.

Photo by Paul Mobley

Comedian (and confetti enthusiast) Maz Jobrani is a founding member of the Axis of Evil comedy tour, and his latest book is I’m Not a Terrorist But I’ve Played One On TV. But when he’s reading to his kids, he sticks to classics like Dr. Seuss.

One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish – “Besides the fact that it has such a GREAT title, I love this book because of how silly and creative each page is. It plays with words and encourages kids to be creative. One of my favorite Dr. Seuss books.”

The Pout Pout Fish, by Deborah Diesen and Dan Hanna – “I love this book because it has several characters that allow you to use different voices and accents. Also, at the very end there’s fish kissing and my kids used to like to kiss the fish. It’s very adorable!”

The Circus Ship, by Chris Van Dusen – “I love this book because it has a real mean character and a nice character. It helped me teach my kids to be nice and patient. Also, the animals hide in parts of the book and it’s fun for the kids to try to find them.”

How Do Dinosaurs Say Good Night? by Jane Yolen and Mark Teague – This is a great book and a series of books because it’s about little dinosaurs and the kids relate. It’s a fun way to teach your kids how to go to sleep or how to eat or how to play at school, etc. Very fun.

The Cat in the Hat – “I think that you could probably just do a list of Dr. Seuss books, but I figured I would bookend mine with him. This is another very fun book and it’s a classic. AND it rhymes so it’s fun to read.”

(short translation of “The Star” interview, cr: J亲故o_O @ weibo)


Q: Everyone here in the office went crazy knowing that you’re doing a photoshoot for us.. what is this effect you have on women? 

WB: Perhaps KES’ (Heirs writer) magic? My schedule has been nonstop after the drama wrapped. Before I would do 1 to 2 interviews a day, now on average it’s 4 to 5. I treat each one with a grateful heart. And these days I can at least get some sleep, back then with the live-shooting schedule there wasn’t time to rest, now I sleep for 4 to 5 hours every day.

Q: You came in wearing all black. Brighter colors and flowery patterns are usually associated with spring?

WB: I don’t mind that, but I prefer clothes that suit me, I won’t wear just brand names. On most days I’m like this, all black. Anyway my style is greatly influenced by my stylist, we go shopping together so naturally I look to him for fashion advice. The clothes I get from sponsors are usually too small (because of my tall frame), so on my own I tend to buy things that I could also work in. Stylist hyung doesn’t like me to exercise because I won’t be able to fit into my clothes (laughs).  

WB: The president of my agency taught me that way before people start to pay attention to me, I should work hard to build a solid foundation and accumulate valuable experiences. When the opportunity arises and people do take notice of me, I can then show them who “Kim Woo Bin” is. Honestly I didn’t expect to receive so much love from so many people in such a short time, for this I’m very thankful. I won’t let myself get lazy so I always try to learn something new in my idle time.

Q: Putting the actor Kim Woo Bin aside, how would you describe Kim Hyun Joong with 3 words?

WB: Hmm what should it be? (his manger suggested “charisma” and Woob said “no no no kekeke” -_-) My key words are model, actor, dinosaur. Lots of people say I look like one, I don’t disagree. Perhaps it’s a blessing in disguise as I stand out among the flower boys? 

Q: Yep, there are very few actors in their 20s these days that we can call ‘manly’..

WB: No there’s quite a few, hmm this is a dangerous question (laughs).


He also talked about modeling and reading, which I’m too lazy to translate. >_<

anonymous asked:

Hi! All I would like to say is that your blog makes me really happy and I love sheldon the tiny dinosaur! Do you have any recommendations for how to draw like that?

Oh thank you! You’re very kind! >w<

As for how to draw “like that”, well there’s not really some specific method that I have so not sure what to say. I would say however that as with any drawing practice, it’s useful to study what you like and determine why specifically you like it. Is it something about the lines? The proportions? Even if you can only determine it vaguely, I find studying what exactly you find appealing about something to be the best way to start learning how to make your own things.

Frequently when I’m dealing with unfamiliar territory in drawing I look at references not just of real life examples but of artists interpretations of those things, study what it is about them that makes it looks good, and then try to keep it in mind. Obviously this should only be a springboard to get you moving towards your own style as you don’t want to be outright copying, but there’s no harm in closely examining the works of others!

anonymous asked:

Nick, you're a ridiculously huge fan of history. But what about mythology? Do you have any favorite mythological creatures?

Nick: Mythology and history go hand in hand. Myths fascinate me, and I enjoy learning the stories behind their creations. There was a special on years ago about a theory that was gaining popularity, and it put forth that a lot of ancient creatures - like a pegasus for instance, or a gryphon, and even dragons - were created by ancient people after they discovered massive bones that belonged to creatures like dinosaurs and woolly mammoths. They were trying to understand how those bones fit into their world. It fascinates me, to see how people in the past were trying to understand. It’s no different than the way do it today.

Kelly: God, I love you. You big fucking dork.

Nick: And there are some myths and legends that have scientific explanations, like a fairy ring. It’s a ring of richer, darker grass, sometimes a depression, that’s surrounded by mushrooms. Legend says it’s a gateway to a land of elves and faeries. Scientifically, though, it’s a circle of decaying organic manner causing it, often from where a tree was felled. But the scientific reasons for their existence don’t have to negate the legitimacy of the magic. Why can’t a fallen tree leave behind a gateway to a world of magic?


Owen: Do the rest of us need to be here for this?

Promptathon for England!

Do you miss my promptathons?  Do you think, “man, I wish Phoenix would update that darn raptor!verse, I just love exploring a weird bestial attraction to dinosaurs”?  Do you have a lonely prompt that has not been attended to that you’re desperate to read?  Or do you just feel bad for the girl and want to help support her going to Oxford and achieving her dreams?

Hold on to your hats, folks.  Because this Memorial Day I am doing a Big Beautiful Promptathon for England!

How does it work?

Basically, you click my shiny yellow Donate button.  You donate $5.00.  You PM me and say, “I would like this prompt please and I’d like it anonymous” or use your name, let your freak flag fly.  I write you a minimum of 500 words of the prompt of your choosing.  I post it.  


Can I donate more than once?  PLEASE YES.

Can I prompt ANYTHING?  Anything.  Yes, even the forbidden ‘verses I deny exist.  Even the forbidden ‘verses I haven’t discovered and you want me to discover.  

Can I prompt a ship you don’t normally write?  Absolutely, since this is a paid promptathon, any prompt goes.  

Can I prompt something you’ve never ever written for?  Hellz to the yes.

Can I prompt something without donating?  You can, but unless it REALLY strikes my writing muse, I can’t guarantee it will be posted.  

How long will you be doing this for?  I plan on spending my glorious Memorial Day lying in bed, drinking tea, and reveling in the fact that I don’t have to work on this beautiful holiday.  So–all day!  (If you remember my past promptathons, I basically did it for 4-5 hours consecutively with tea breaks)  I plan on starting around 10:00AM central time and going all the way to midnight.  

Why are you doing this?  I am behind on my budget, due to several unforeseen circumstances involving domestic emergencies.  Long story short, my gas bill had been sending my bill to the wrong address…for five months.  Yes.  Seriously.  They removed the late fees but paying a chunk of it pretty much ruined my Oxford savings.  And now I have a month and a half to save up enough so I can eat, buy books, and visit @ddagent.  And get drunk in Dublin.  SUPPORT PHOENIX GETTING DRUNK IN DUBLIN.  

If you can’t donate or participate, PLEASE reblog!  I am in desperate need of your help.  I am so grateful for all of you supporting my dreams, even though it’s meant taking a break from writing.  So let’s have a day where you can get awesome fic AND support my dreams!

ask prompts with The Mod

55. Can you do any accents other than your own?

No not at all omg. I am literally the worst™ with accents

13. Your worst enemy? 

my anxiety… i hat e it dude

19. If anyone could be your slave for a day, who would it be and what would they have to do?

It would certainty be donald trump. id make him either A: apologize to every single person hes been a dickbag to or B: work a retail job for six months and see how he handles it

24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposal.

I mean. honestly i would love to have a cool and creative response to this ask but it would be a meatball sub. i fuckin love meatball subs dude. especially when the cheese is all melty like mmMMMM

31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

my birth

23. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of?


28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?

everyone must be nice and love + respect one another… offenders of this rule will be sent into the Shame Corner where they have to look at this picture for an amount of time based on the severity of their crime

4. What is your favorite word?


31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? 

(Already answered, see above)

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?

sunsets 4 sure. im a huge night owl. plus they look so pretty!

50. What is the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?

my band friends and I were discussing which instrument would be the least useful weapon in the case of a zombie apocalypse. Our top three were:

1. Finger cymbals

2. Triangle

3. Grand piano

40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets? 

(Already answered, see above)

59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain.

okay honestly this is really embarassing but. who cares!! not like 10k+ people follow this blog!! so anyway. im a huge chewer lowkey. like chewing on shit is one of my all time fav stims. anyway i literally cant bring washcloths in the shower. u kno why?? cause i dont have the self control not to chew on them. i literally cannot stand in the shower for ten fucking minutes and not chew on the stupid washcloth. cause if i bring it in there, no matter how many times i tell myself that it wont happen again, 45 minutes later ill still be in there, sittin on the ground, chewin on my got dam washcloth somewhere in dissociation land with the water bill higher than wiz khalifa 

60. Do you believe in aliens?  

Like honestly. the universe is so fuckin huge man. like. so fuckin hUGE. how could aliens not exist by now?? hell yea i believe in aliens dude. he ll y e a…

29. What is your favorite expletive?

okay honestly it would have to be “shit”….. like i kno i say fuck way more but shit is just…. A+…

63. Which is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?

I love both so much dude but like honestly… im gonna have 2 go with dragons   

This is part 1 of the birthday presents for boyfrienddean. Happy Birthday, babe. And yeah. Maybe dinosaurs aren’t that bad. <3 

The cruise ship nears the big island and Castiel starts feeling sick. He hates cruise ships and he hates the fact that he was forced to go to this stupid theme park. Why couldn’t Gabriel just let him go to Animal Kingdom instead? This dreadful island doesn’t even have tigers. The gigantic gates appear in the horizon and the words Jurassic World comes into view. Once the gates open up to let the cruise ship through, Gabriel pulls him near the exit.

“Come on, Cassie!” Gabe yelled over the chatter of the crowd.

“Don’t call me that…” Cas mumbles.

Once on land again, Cas lets go of the breath he didn’t know he was holding. No one understood his fear of water. Cruise ships sink and he would drown. Cas never liked that. It was a horrible feeling. But now he has another thing to worry about. Dinosaurs.

“Okay, Cassie. Here is your wrist watch and these men are going to put our luggage in our rooms so we can go straight to the sights.” Gabe excitedly said.

Cas sighs. He doesn’t understand why someone could get excited over the fact that scientists have disregarded the ethical rules and genetically re-invented man eating dinosaurs.

“Come on, Cassie. Live a little.”

“Gabe, do you not remember what happened to Jurassic Park?”

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