2016 was a very very heavy year for me. Especially for personal reasons.
But having this blog, sharing my art, and talking to people here has helped me immensely. It helped distract myself when I needed to relax. It also inspired me to work harder - since I get a lot of feedback saying that seeing my art after having a rough day helps people feel a bit happier as well.
Therefore, I’d like to thank you, each and every one of you, for your kind words, support, and your feedback. For sharing with me some trivia, headcanons, stories and interests.
Thank you so much! I hope 2017 treats everyone kindly! (*´꒳`*)
good thoughts from good guys. two years until another senate race. four years to help protect and make a home for my neighbors and friends and strangers who may be in danger. four years to do whatever I can for my LGBT community.
the pendulum swings back with a vengeance, and I want to help.
Shiro and Matt being thrown into a cell together after the Galra druids are done with them, and refusing to be parted after that. Shiro and Matt physically clinging to each other with all of their strength when the guards come into their cell so they won’t be separated. Shiro and Matt fighting tooth and nail to be kept together. Shiro and Matt huddling close together for comfort while on the shuttle to the gladiator arena. Shiro and Matt holding hands while they’re forced into the area so that at least they’re going in side by side
Shiro and Matt finally being pulled apart by the Galra soldiers when they drag Shiro off of Matt. Shiro and Matt only being separated because Shiro let go
Alright, so I haven’t even reblogged art yet, but at @karamatsukid’s request, here is a Abeno/Ashiya fic (from Fukigen na Mononokean)! It was mostly an excuse to use a LOT of flower language. ;D Hope you guys like it!!
The moment Hanae met eyes with his
mother, he knew bringing Abeno over to visit was a mistake. She looked between the two of them, beamed,
and said, “Oh, honey, let me get you a red rose!” I love
Hanae froze. “No.
Mom, no. A yellow
rose. Not red. This is Abeno, my classmate. Remember?”
Friendship, not love.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mrs.
Ashiya,” Abeno said, bowing. “Thank you
for having me.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble, dear. Where did I put that moss… And of course, I’ll need to pick up some ambrosia
for the both of you.” His mom glanced
over her shoulder, thinking. Maternal love. Your love is reciprocated.
“Ambrosia, like mythology?” Abeno
asked, his brow furrowed.
i’m sorry but the most unrealistic shit supergirl has ever pulled is that i’m supposed to believe that james olsen, actual human craved by gods with a smile of gold and a heart bigger than his face, doesn’t have at least 30 girls and a few guys probably pining after him and trying to get into his pants now that they know he’s not dating kara. i can suspend my disbelief on aliens and superpowers, i can, but this shit is just nonsense.
so in 2012 I started a massive harry&louis folder on my laptop full of gifs, and I haven’t properly gone through it in aaaaages…. shall we reminisce on how completely embarrassing they were? I think we shall…
Tikki had told her that the reason she was a ladybug-themed heroine with the power of creation was that ladybugs were supposed to be lucky, like how Chat Noir, the black cat-themed hero with the power of destruction, was supposed to be unlucky.
Well, the girl behind Ladybug’s mask knew for a fact that there was no way the boy behind Chat Noir’s mask was unluckier than her in that moment.
To: Alya > ALYA THIS ISN’T FUNNY > I WILL FAINT > FALL TO THE GROUND WITH SHAME
From: Alya > And Adrien will be there to save you.
The situation didn’t get any better once Adrien had heard the poorly contained scream that Marinette gave.
“Don’t worry, Marinette.” the blond model said, placing a hand on her shoulder in an act of comfort. “We’ll get out of here safely, I promise.”
Considering Marinette didn’t die of a heart attack, Adrien was right.