i had to look at that face while editing it

Alphonse is just too precious. He’s a literal ray of sunshine and I love him

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HP AU: Gryffindor Annabeth Aesthetic

Annabeth Chase, age 17. Died of massive injuries while leaping like an idiot into the abyss of Chaos and splattering on the entry hall floor of Nyx’s mansion.

Like everything she’d ever done, it was a long shot. In a way, that calmed her down.

At camp you train and train. And that’s all cool and everything, but the real world is where the monsters are. That’s where you learn whether you’re any good or not.

She looked just the way she had when she faced the Sphinx—like she wasn’t going to accept an easy answer, even if it got her in serious trouble.

Dan x Reader - Watching You Sleep

A/N: This is just a super short drabble that I wanted to share. Little nearly mid-week treat, hope you like it!

Drabble: He admires you as you’re sleeping and thinks to himself.

Dan’s POV

I had just got into bed with y/n asleep next to me. It was 1:48 AM, as usual I stay up at stupid times editing or just browsing the Internet and didn’t want to wake y/n. I saw her sleeping and couldn’t help not to notice her. She looks so peaceful and beautiful in under the black duvet. Her long glossy hair was covering part of her face and the rest was near my pillow. I carefully tried not to lay on her hair and moved it to her side. y/n looked like an angel while in her slumber. I know she thinks she looks bad in the morning or at night, but I’ve never really seen it. She’s obviously as beautiful in the day, but her natural state gets me every time. Her eyes are rested and shut, but I wonder if they are actually shut down. y/n was tired and needed rest, but I hoped it was refreshing instead of forced. Her eyes were troubled as was she, but you could never tell from the surface. It didn’t matter though because the darkness y/n felt would always have a light seeming through. That light may have taken time and if it was dim I’d always be there for her, like she was for me. Whenever she would need a shoulder to cry on or someone to go through and bare the pain with her, I’d be there for her. For Pete’s Sake how could I not? y/n was truly amazing. From her humor that caused her to have the cutest smile, to the wit and sarcasm she’d obtained, to the sweetness of her laugh. I couldn’t not love y/n, even if I tried. She was freaking perfect and I still fall in love with every breath she takes. How the hell did I get so lucky?

candy very nicely tagged a thing ‘#madison don’t look’ and reminded me that, thanks to several shakeups of browser and computer setup, I haven’t actually had that or Anything blacklisted in A While

so, quick update on things I’d like to be tagged ‘#madison don’t look’ (unless, like, someone else who follows you needs something on this list tagged differently, in which case talk to me):

  • fucked up faces, particularly in a horror context? deeply/unnaturally shadowed eyes, too-large mouths, distortion of facial proportions, zombie/rotting makeup or editing, other kinds of mutilated faces- most things that come off as Subtly (or unsubtly) Wrong about a face are things I’d like warnings about before I look at them.
  • pictures that seem unscary, or ‘creepy’ but not obviously scary, until you look more closely and there’s a face or some shit in a dark space; screamers also fall into this category
  • attractive older men. this is exceptionally dumb, and I’m not thrilled about it, but after doing some #processing about having been groomed as a child, being attracted to older men is now triggering. go figure. forties and/or greying hair is the rough cutoff
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Season 13 Episode 17:  Fashion Police  

I spent this episode screaming at the tv.  WHY, JEREMIE?  You had a hot sugar mama!  And what a slap in the face to wear her nice gift while you murdered her neighbor.  She probably got you that to help you look nice for an interview, but were you grateful?  Of course not, you dick. 

Gajeel vs Acnologia (Genes Edition)

/tries to make ~fancy title~ because i’m a loser 

SO THEN 

I’m mostly just gonna sum stuff up below: Acnologia and Gajeel look related – they could be the generic Father/Son, siblings, cousins, etc. Who really cares? It’s theory time! Let’s throw Rogue in there too since there’s also a strong resemblance in appearance with him and those two (thus ending any mention of Rogue in this whoop)

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aspidosecalis submitted:

OH man, I’ve been waiting for you guys to start posting again! I did an edit of an assassin character you posted a while back. I thought she’d look a bit more intimidating with her whole face covered, for one thing, and the original had all these weird features that would get in the way of the whole ‘professional murder’ deal (like a shirt that was mostly just a shawl that only barely came down past her nipples!?). I was way too excited to make an elfy assassin look cooler and a bit more prepped for her job!

(Original)

That looks like a way more comfortable outfit to go murdering people in. 

Leaf Piles

Cute little fluffy thing (that’s very short, I’m sorry) for number 21.  I’m going to be honest, to get my bearings, I’m going back and rereading TaN and editing it a little more.  This is a short little thing that I was going to do more with and I might later, but I’m working on something a little bit bigger atm I’m sorry!  I hope you enjoy anyway!

Mark sighed as he plopped down in the middle of the living room floor.  He had been cleaning the house for a few hours now and it looked and smelled absolutely amazing.  He pulled his shirt up to wipe his face because while it was getting cooler outside, the inside of his home was quite warm.

Speaking of the outdoors, where had his husband disappeared to?

Mark glanced out of the patio doors to see that the backyard had been raked of leaves and cleaned to his standards, but there was no husband sitting on top the picnic table to complete the picture.

That was weird.  If he was outside, he was normally perched cross-legged on top of the table and playing with his phone.  

Pushing himself up off of the floor, he padded over to the doors, sliding them open and poking his head outside.  Upon closer inspection, the leaves had been sorted into bags to be recycled later and the patio had been scrubbed clean in the anticipation of entertaining guests this fall, but still no Jack. 

He slid the door shut again to walk to the front of the house.  He peered through the living room window to finally spot him jumping into a large pile of leaves.  

It was a massive pile and Mark couldn’t help but laugh at the way Jack ran and rolled into the pile, a smile tilting his lips.

As he was arranging the pile again, Mark snuck up behind him and tackled him into the pile.  There was a moment of flailing, shouting, and Irish accented cursing, but everything was entwined with laughter and happiness.

“Mark! You scared the shit out of me!”

“That was the plan!”

Jack nudged him playfully before he grabbed the sides of Mark’s face and pulled him into a sweet kiss.

Mark sucked in a small breath in surprise and Jack chuckled against the lips that were placed so sweetly on his own.

Jack pulled Mark ever closer and deepened the kiss.  He slid his hands down from Mark’s cheeks, around his neck, and up to tangle into his hair.  

His heart jumped in his chest when Mark’s hands slid around to claw at the back of his hoodie. He pushed his body tighter against Marks and his breath caught in his throat when Mark rolled him over onto his back, rolling on top of him and pressing him down into the leaves.  

Mark was just moving away to nibble at Jack’s jaw when a car went zooming past their house with the passenger leaning out the window and whistling at them. 

Mark pulled away to laugh but Jack pouted in disappointment.  He tugged at Mark’s shirt, “Come baaaaaaack.” He whined.  

Mark just grinned and kissed his cheek.  “Come on, babe.  Get the leaves cleaned up and we can go inside.  All the making out your heart desires.”

“Promise?”

Mark surprised Jack by snatching Jack’s face up to meet his, kissing him roughly for a second before pulling back and whispering “I promise”

felicityssoliver  asked:

Diane you have open prompts !!! I am happy ! Ok what about a smutty one were felicity and oliver have sex in a changing room ;) while on their roadtrip someone had to buy felicity clothes ;)

Yes… I don’t even know… My brain wrote this early this morning and finally edited, so ELLEN I HOPE YOU ENJOY CAUSE YOU DESERVE IT ALL AFTER MAKING THAT GIFSET FOR ME!!!!


I Want You Everywhere.

“I told you I’d take you shopping.” He smiled softly as she looked at him hesitantly.

“Yes but most men do not really like shopping Oliver.” He shrugged an easy grin falling on his face.

“Well… You were the one who said you didn’t have a bikini, I merely offered to buy you one.”

“And I let you buy me one.” She said raising an eyebrow.

“Yes I know, even though you refuse to let me see it.” He said challengingly. She grinned at him then.

“Well we want to get to the beach at some point today.”

“You’re wearing jeans and a t-shirt… At least let me buy you a sun dress.” She sighed.

“You don’t need to buy my love Oliver.”

“I’m not, I just want to spoil the woman I love… Please let me.” His voice dropped to a whisper, she shook her head with a grin.

“Fine.” She said walking into the big shopping complex overlooking the beach.

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pillow talk (stevetony, 1/?)

I am very tired but I wanted to post something since I haven’t written anything in a while, so here’s… something (I don’t even know how much sense it makes right now but I’ll be editing and adding to it eventually, so… yeah.) 

“Steve,” Tony whispered. “Hey, Steve.”

“’m sleepin,’” Steve mumbled. 

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4. Easy Come, Easy Go

Dustin’s back! Just don’t get too attached because he’s also eliminated again.

Tyra’s above face says it all. She likes it when you kiss her (fat) ass, and she wants it done with enthusiasm. As far as she’s concerned, offering subdued gratitude is the equivalent of spitting in Tyra’s face.

For the record, I think Dustin is appreciative. He just also happens to be an image-conscious, heterosexual, cornfed male teenager. He’s not going to give Tyra the flamboyant soundbite she’s looking for in a reality tv character. His constant mumbling probably doesn’t help to convey enthusiasm either.

While Tyra seems irritated with Dustin, Hadassah outright despises him. The edit comes out of nowhere; I don’t recall the two of them having beef previously. I suspect that Hadassah’s the only one who had a bad thing to say about the guy, so they just loaded the episode with quotes from her in order to “justify” cutting him again immediately.

Sure Devin has a couple choice quotes about Dustin, including the awesome sequence where he compares Dustin to a fly he wants to swat, but his comments are more in line with being annoyed that someone came back - not the personal attacks that Hadassah engages in. She questions why he’s here, she calls him a “hot mess” in the challenge photo (the same photo he scored higher than her on), and moans that she would have gotten second place points in the challenge if he weren’t there. She also can’t get passed the fact that he laughs a lot and treats the show like a joke.  

Guess what Hadassah - this show IS a joke. Even Tyra knows it. If Dustin’s laughing at what they’re asking them to do, that just means he’s paying attention.

For someone who could have easily gone home on at least three occasions if the judges had scored photos fairly, you’d think Hadassah would have some perspective on a second-chance. Instead, she asks Dustin condescending questions like, “What have you learned by leaving and coming back? Hmm?” His response: “How to relax and not stress out about this competition like everybody else” is exactly the strong, concise kind of answer that Hadassah ought to learn how to give if she ever wants to win more prestigious beauty pageant titles.

What’s less impressive about Dustin is that he seems to have picked up some modeling “tips” from Mikey and sexually harasses the model extras on set. He suggests that one girl get his name tattooed on her upper back, continues to touch woman’s leg no matter how many time she slaps at his hand, and on multiple occasions encourages them to check him out on Instagram. (His signature pose seems to be tugging down on his pants and/or underwear to reveal the slightest hint of pubes.)

Hadassah yells at Dustin for flirting with everybody and complains that he’s too distracted. Dustin isn’t oblivious to Hadassah’s attitude:

Ultimately though, it’s not the girls that do Dustin in, it’s his lack of rhythm. When the deaf guy is able to match lyrics to a beat better than him, Dustin is doomed. I don’t know that that’s a reason to eliminate him, though. Isn’t it kind of refreshing to finally have a guy on this show who doesn’t fancy himself a rapper? (Yes, I’m throwing shade at Don Benjamin.)

I still can’t believe we lost Justin for a one-episode Dustin return. What a lousy trade. Whereas Dustin leaves with a big shrug while mumbling that he doesn’t mind leaving since he’s annoyed with most of the other models anyway, Justin actually cries those tears that Tyra loves to see.

Wait - I thought the one thing we knew about Justin’s parents is that they are most definitely not proud that he’s pursuing modeling. If that’s what he’s looking for in life, it’s time to become a pharmacist! 

5 Funniest Moments of ANTM Cycle 22 Ep. 10

“In the back of the shop, a boy with a pale, pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madam Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head, and began to pin it to the right length. 

“Hello,” said the boy, “Hogwarts, too?”

“Yes,” Said Harry.

“My father’s next door buying my books and mother’s up the street looking at wands,” said the boy. He had a bored, drawling voice. 

“Then I’m going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don’t see why first years can’t have their own. I think I’ll bully father into getting me one and I’ll smuggle it in somehow.” 

“Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I’ll be in Slytherin, all our family have been - imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?”