i love how blue everything is

9

just two guys….bonding… i can’t believe this is my first contribution to this amazing show…

Reasons why I love Ronan Lynch:

  • Sarcastic asshole
  • Threw Noah out the Monmouth second story window for funsies
  • Paid off $2400 of Adam’s yearly rent just so he could still go to Aglionby, thinking that Adam would never suspect him
  • Named his pet raven Chainsaw. Like, of all names in the world? how edgy
  • Punched the shit out of Adam’s father for doing the same to Adam and not giving a flying fuck about the consequences
  • He still goes to church every Sunday with both his brothers despite everything that’s happened to him and them
  • “Dream toaster”
  • “Don’t fucking swear”
  • “I didn’t want to mess up my hair”
  • “Life isn’t just sex and drugs and cars”
  • “Why do you hate you?” “I don’t”
  • “Maybe I dreamt you”
  • Grabbed onto Blue without hesitation when Gansey fell into the hole in the Cabeswater cave so she wouldn’t fall in after him and Adam
  • “If they die, I die too”
  • “Never-never land of time-space fuckery”
  • “Ronan was singing that awful murder squash song the whole damn time”
  • Trips trying to be cool and mysterious in front of Adam, and then acts like it didn’t happen
  • “Looks fucking friendly. Bovine the boy wizard.”
  • Told Adam to sit inside the basket of a shopping cart so that he could push it and ride it across the parking lot until they crashed into the BMW
  • Actually tied his damn tie right for once and tucked in his shirt to be a witness for Adam in his case against his father
  • “Fuck magic. Fuck this…It ate my deer thing.”

vortex4lifez  asked:

Hi! Don't want to be a bother, but I absolutely just FELL IN LOVE with the way you do Jason. Is there a way you could show how you draw him?

Aw thanks! He’s actually the fastest for me to get done. Basically, I start with a super loose gesture drawing. The blue is there to show the type of shapes I’m thinking about. For Jay, I usually give him a rectangular face and his shoulders are broad so his body is pretty much a tortilla chip.

Then I do ANOTHER rough sketch, but this one is a little cleaner. It solidifies where everything goes.

Then I ink it in. More detailed anatomy is applied directly in this stage.

Then you fill it in! I usually add highlights to the hair and shadows to the face at this phase.

And then BA-BOOM colorz

And that is how I draw Jay!

August 24, 2017

To the boy with the green eyes,

Remember the last time we saw each other? 
In your little blue car….
We poured our hearts out to one another. 
We cried on each other’s shoulders.
I confessed my love to you. 
You confessed your love to me. 
But you didn’t confess that this night was going to be your last.  

You stopped by to pick up your (very) late Christmas present. 
You knew how bad I had been, and asked what was wrong. 
We walked to your little blue car, put the windows down on that cold chilly moonlit night, and talked. 
I told you everything that was happening to me: 
My ex-boyfriend and his new guy. 
A friend that I thought I could trust. 
And a lover that broke my heart. 
I also told you I was in a very dark place. 
Do you remember what I said to you?
I’m too ashamed to confess what I did to myself. 
Please don’t make me say it. 
I don’t want to see you cry again. 
Your beautiful emerald looking eyes don’t deserve to have tears in them. 
They need to keep sparkling and smiling. 

After we cried together, I confessed my love to you. 
I didn’t expect you to say anything. 
I didn’t expect you to feel the same way. 
I just wanted you to listen. 
I remember looking into those dazzling green eyes, holding your hand, and telling you: 
“I know this sounds cheesy. And I know that it may not seem true. But this is the truth. I promise. I love you. I love you so much. And I want to let you know that I will always love you. No matter what. I don’t care if you’re with someone new. I don’t care if I’m with someone new. I don’t even care if I haven’t talked to you in months, or even years. I will always love you.”
You didn’t say anything. 
You just nodded as tears fell down your cheek from your watery green eyes. 

Then, I asked you what you wanted from me. 
You said:
“I honestly don’t know. I don’t know what I want. I never know what the right choice is. I never know what the right thing to do is. I always hurt you. I don’t want to keep hurting you. We had a lot of fun. And that’s all I wanted at first. And that’s what happened. I liked you. I really did. A lot. Then things changed. I wanted to hang out with you every day and be with you every day. And we did that. I wanted to be closer to you. And we did that too. Then stuff happened, and I got scared. I don’t know. I was scared to be happy. I didn’t want to be in a relationship. I wasn’t prepared at all for how I felt about you. I didn’t know how to take it to the next level. I didn’t know how to be your boyfriend.” 

These words still bring tears to my eyes.  
It’s as if we are star-crossed lovers; forever living different paths in our lives that don’t have any connection in the end, denying us of any chance of living a life together. 
But how can that be when we are existing at the same time?
You’re alive. 
I’m alive. 
And I have never felt more alive with anyone else than when I’m with you. 
Just the way you look at me with those alluring eyes is what convinces me that you are in love with me too. 
So why aren’t we together? 
Why are you with someone else? 
Why are you with her?
Is it because she can give you a family?
Is it because you want to believe she’s the one for you?
Not just you though, for your whole family. 
She’s someone they will accept. 
Nobody would accept me into your family. 
I think we both know that for sure. 

Two hundred and twenty-one days have passed since that night happened. 
I’ve gone through many stages of:
Hating you. 
Worrying about you. 
Wondering if you’re dead.
Wondering if you’re alive. 
Pretending you’re dead. 
Wishing for your presence. 
All while still loving you. 
It’s torture. 

I don’t know if I should give up. 
Or if I should keep waiting for you. 
Because a part of me feels that I will never find anybody like you. 

Nobody’s going to look at me the way you did. 
Nobody’s going to touch me the way you did. 
Nobody’s going to care about me the way you did. 
And nobody’s going to understand me the way you do.

Every time I talk to someone new, I compare them to you. 
I know that’s wrong, but it’s true and I can’t help it. 
That’s when I start to believe that they’re not good enough for me. 
Because I need to find somebody that’s so good that they make me forget about you…
I know that’s not fair and I think that’s what keeps me from letting people in. 
I put this steel cage around my heart when you left me, and you’re the only one with the key to open it. 
I just wish you would talk to me. 
I wish you would tell me to move on, but your silence speaks louder than words. 
It drives me crazy; leads me to believe that I did something wrong, but I didn’t. 
Maybe it’s your way of keeping me in the sidelines when things get bad with you and her. 
I don’t see how that’s fair, but I love you so much that I don’t care. 
I’ll take any excuse you give me to come back, so long as I get to see your face again. 

I’m sorry. 
I’m sorry for getting close to you. 
I’m sorry for burdening you with my problems. 
I’m sorry for loving you. 
I’m sorry for all of this. 
Maybe things would’ve been simpler if we just didn’t meet. 
But as people say, “Two souls don’t just meet by simple coincidence.”
I start to wonder why you came into my life. 
Or was it I that came into yours?
I wonder if you’ll ever come back to me, even as a friend. 
I miss you. 
I miss you so dearly. 
Please stay alive while I exist. 
Whether it’s a year or ten, I will wait for you. 
Because I love you, and I want to believe that we are meant to be together. 
I want to wake up every morning to those lovely green eyes of yours. 

I forgive you.
I forgive you for pretending that I don’t exist.
I forgive you for leaving me with no explanation.
I forgive you for choosing her over me.
I forgive you  for falling for me.
I get it now.
We are just simply not meant to be.
But that doesn’t mean I’m okay with that. 

You know me…
You know I always have so much to say to you.
You know I could write books about my love for you. 
But I have one more important thing to say….

Happy birthday. 

Love always and forever, 
The boy with the brown eyes 

I always think of you when the sun rises and the sky flickers with brilliant colors like the pink of your flushed cheeks. The blue of your cold lips in winter. The yellows of your bright soul and the purples of your dull days. I want every hue that is streaked with a creative finger upon the galaxies and your skin.
When I’m enveloped in the warmth of my bed and the universe rocks me to sleep, I always dream of you at night when the stars are beaming and I am reminded of why I wake to see them scattered across your cheekbones and the curve of your nose. But dreams like those don’t do.
I always glance at you in the afternoon when your laugh roars over my radio and the silence in my head. It casts the shadows of the day away from my face and dusts the corners of my smile to make it feel new again. And I’m thankful for every time that you look back at my way, even if I’m flustered as I am because of your eyes.
They are an embodiment of the ocean, contrast themselves with the warmth they invite you into. Before I met you, blue had always been my favorite color for the wrong reasons. It was chilling, dull, and soul piercing. But you redefined the color into meaningful, serene and free, making me want to build a home in your blue.
And perhaps you would find it peculiar, how I find beauty in your colors. The white in your smile. The gray in your thoughts. The scattered paint on your skin when you try to create something that makes sense out of everything in the world that doesn’t.
I don’t know how to convey how much I adore you, how the skies come closer to watch and listen to you. Sometimes, it hurts how they come to you through all hours of the day while I only find you whilst I’m awake, but do know that I love you more than all the galaxies you are composed of. You are my world, my moon, my stars, and you shine brighter than them all. You are colors too bright and colors too dark, the hue people love to have their homes as and the paintings that take two years to be finished. You are my favorite masterpiece.

Please Forgive Me, Lance

Blue hated this so much. She’d wanted to go back on it ever since the first second she stopped letting Lance in. He looked like he’d cry. That made her want to cry, too.

But that had nothing on right now. It was in the middle of the night, two or three am in Earth time- Lance’s time.

He walked up carefully to her, looking her in the eye for two seconds at most, “Hey, Blue…. Look, I know you don’t want me, but I need to know. Please tell me why you gave me up.”

She’d wanted to. She’d wanted to reach out to her boy, to say, But I do want you. And it’s killing me that I can’t let you come back to me right now. And it’s killing me that it’s hurting you. But she didn’t. She couldn’t.

He continues, “Please, Blue… I want to know why you gave me up. I need to know why I’m not worthy of you. Am I even worthy of Voltron anymore?” His voice cracked, forcing the lion’s heart to follow suit. You are more than worthy. If anything I am unworthy of you. I didn’t want to, Lance, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so, so sorry.

He’d whispered, “Why can’t I ever be good enough? Why am I always just a fill-in? Why can’t I ever be more than just an extra wheel?!” Blue hated this with every fiber of her being. She didn’t want to push him out. But she had to, for Voltron. Fight now, all she wanted to do was tell the world Fuck Voltron.

He’d dropped to his knees now, shoulders shaking. Little splash noises hit the ground. Blue felt her hypothetical stomach drop the second she’d realized what they were. Tears.

But God, how it hurt her when he sobbed, “Why did you even bring me here?! If you were just going to… to ditch me like that, why did you bring me here at all?!”

I’m sorry, Lance, I’m so sorry. I want you to pilot me, but you can’t. Not right now. I love you so much, but I can’t.

He’d sobbed, “I’m not even meant to be on this team! I want to go home, where I’m wanted!”My baby, you are wanted, I’m so, so sorry I can’t tell you and none of us want you to leave. You’re meant to be here, Lance. Please know that.

A whispered voice of, “Lance?” The former Red Paladin had walked over, Lance frantically wiping his eyes. He’d realized it was too late, just letting tears fall.

Lance whispered, “Keith. I just… why doesn’t Blue love me anymore?!” He latched onto the other’s neck, sobbing. I love you so so much Lance, my baby, my raindrop. She felt bad using that nickname. She felt she didn’t deserve it with how she was forced to treat Lance.

Keith had whispered back, “I don’t know, Lance… I’m sorry. I’m sure she has a reason.” Keith had glared up at her. He loved Lance a great deal, she could tell that by his normally fiery and passionate gaze becoming a cold and unforgiving glare.

After Keith had gotten Lance back to his room, probably to sleep, he’d returned. He had the same stony and cold look in his eyes. He was angry that she’d hurt him. Angry at her. She was angry at herself, too.

He told her, “You hurt him. A lot. I don’t understand why you aren’t fixing it. He’s doubting his place on the team because of you.” I know, and I hate it. I can do nothing.

Keith continued, “I don’t know what came over you, but freezing him out like that has made him so insecure. He doesn’t even think he deserves to be called a Paladin. All because you couldn’t spare two fucking sentences to tell him otherwise.” I wanted to. Go, how I wanted to.

She wasn’t angry at him. In all honesty, under all the sadness and guilt plaguing her, she was glad Lance had him.

“I just don’t get it. He was so devoted to you. I mentioned you once outside his door, and he made sure to tell me that you two were very happy together and that you were his lion only. He loved you-still does-and you don’t even care enough to tell him he’s important?!”

“Why don’t you get it, Blue?! I know how it feels to be abandoned like that. It kills you. It makes you feel like you don’t deserve the ground you walk on, the air you breath. It makes you feel so alone, even if you’re in a room packed with people. You’re hurting him so much, Blue. Do you even care enough to fix it?”

She did care. So, so much. She’d be killed for her Paladin without thinking twice. He was her baby. She loved him with everything.

“He thinks you hate him. I know that isn’t totally true. Because if it were, you wouldn’t deserve to be a lion. I try to tell him he’s important and wanted and loved, but he doesn’t listen. He thinks that just cause we’re dating I’m lying to make him feel better. He talks so highly of you.”

I don’t deserve it. I don’t deserve him. I’m horrible and awful and I shouldn’t have ever agreed to Black’s plan. I’m going to strangle her. He doesn’t deserve something like me.

He’d finished off with, “You’d think that after all that’s happened, you’d know that mistakes of this scale last a lifetime, and do irreversible damage.” After, he stormed out, leaving her to her thoughts. She was pushing the other lions out at all costs right now.

I hate this so much, and I’ll make it up to you as soon as I can. As soon as Shiro comes back, you’ll come back to me, and I’ll tell you everything.

She felt awful. She hurt her baby. Made him feel like he doesn’t belong. Made him think she hated him.

I’m so incredibly sorry, Lance. I can’t… I can’t let our connections come back, or I won’t be able to take it away again. I just hope Red will comfort you. Please don’t hate me, Lance. Please remember all the times I’ve told you how great you are.

I hate this so much, and I’ll make it up to you as soon as I can. As soon as Shiro comes back, you'lll come back to me, and I’ll tell you everything. Every single word about how great you are. Maybe then you’ll know why I did this. Please don’t hate me.

Please forgive me, Lance.

6

Hey Guys!

My first post in who knows how long. 
I was working on this small personal project with simple ‘concept.’ I love birds, and I love looking at royalty and the romantic depiction of them so I put them together. (technically just slapping on crowns on all these birds)
Just  tried to design and depict everything as something lovely.

These were all digitally done. 
I’ll have a couple more pieces I’ve done for this project so I’ll post after I’ve taken nice pictures of them.

-Grace

twitter bios

need new clothes, a new city, a new life 

WHEN PEOPLE ARE SMILING AND THEY TRY TO STOP BUT CAN’T DEAR GOD THAT IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE WORLD

constantly torn between “treat others how u wanna be treated” and “treat others how they treat u”

worst feeling in the world is knowing you did the best you could, and it still wasn’t good enough 

all black everything to match my soul 

just wanna do bad things with the right person 

it sucks being the person that cares the most in a relationship 

blood type: gold 

confidence is attractive 

i like being alone i just hate feeling alone 

a heart full of pain and a head full of stress

plot twist: you miss me

not exactly emotionless, but close

no matter what I’ll love the shit outta you

roses are red violets are blue nobody loves you baby the way i do 

so honey now take me into your lovin’ arms 

which is messier my life or my hair 

as I was writing this, I was thinking of nutella and you because that combination is just so perfect

life is too short to worry about what others say or think about you

it’s insane how easily someone can lie to your face

be serious with me, don’t waste my time

honestly if my ex is happy im good

we can watch netflix or we can just have sex

a girl who wants best for you, is best for you

trying not to care is so damn hard

“being yourself is all it takes. If you want to impress someone, don’t be someone else just be yourself”

remember to take care of urself. sometimes u forget, because u are too busy taking care of other people. u are important too

where are ü now that i need ya

he chamber of secrets has been opened. enemies of the heir, beware.

there’s only one queen in this town and that’s me

u r the collest kid in the town im ur little lady

the worst feeling is when someone makes u feel special, then suddenly leaves u hanging & u have to act like u don’t care at all

if a girl tells you about her problems, it doesn’t mean she’s complaining. it means she trusts you.

appreciate what you have before it turns into what you had

maybe one day youll realize how much you neglected me

you lie about the dumbest fucking shit and you expect me to trust you? you got me fucked up

just because someone treats someone one way, doesnt mean theyll treat everyone the same way

i miss “i love you” coming out of your mouth

maybe youd understand if you knew how i felt

do you ever sit down and think “what if my whole life is a lie?”

i just want someone that cant get enough of me and wants to talk to me all the time

you make me feel so unwanted

youre full of shit

dont “okay goodnight” me, were gonna fucking talk about it

we met for a reason, either you’re a blessing or a lesson

i may be an asshole but i got feelings too

dont really give a shit about anything but i give a fuck about you

if overthinking was a drug, i’d be high af

sometimes I care too much // sometimes I don’t care at all 

I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature. all of it’s art.

i don’t remember the last time i wasn’t tired

black clothes are an obsession

tired of school, but i’ve got goals

if you use or save please give a credit to @tverella on twitter

Okay, so as much as I, and others, would love to see Black Paladin Lance, the picture (from a season 3 teaser) above is indicating that Keith is most likely going to take over as leader, and so people have theorised that Lance will most likely go to the red lion and Allura will pilot the blue lion. Issue sorted, right?

Not quite

Because in S2, we see how defensive Lance got over Keith even talking about Blue. He was getting in Keith’s face and insisting how he and Blue were “very happy together” - but Keith had made no mention of flying blue at all, or anyone else for that matter.


On top of that, the audience are already aware of Lance’s insecurities about himself - he’s already said he feels like the seventh wheel in the group. So if the Blue Lion has chosen him out of the other potential paladins (a born leader, a child prodigy, engineering genius, and a pilot prodigy) and they have a strong bond, why would he just give that up so easily? He already doubts his own abilities, so I highly doubt he would want to give up piloting the blue lion who may make him secure in one fact - that after 10,000 years of waiting he is worthy to be the blue paladin, and no one else.

So if Lance was to pilot a another Lion, I highly doubt he would be doing it without some major resistance. I would love to have an episode were he just flat out refuses to leave the blue lion, and he does everything he can to stay with her. Maybe Lance’s insecurities would be explored more deeply, and how he maybe doesn’t feel good enough to pilot any other lion. Not only that, I think he and Blue will have become more friendly over time and to force them apart would just be so so wrong to Lance, and maybe to Blue as well.

I love you. I think I’ve loved you since the moment we met, I was just too afraid to admit it. Because how can you possibly love someone when all you know is that their laugh sounds like old records on a Sunday and their favourite colour is blue? But damn, do I ever love you. I love the way your voice changes when you talk about your passions. I love that you’re passionate about everything from ankle socks to global warming. I love that life is simple with you. Ever since I met you, there have been no questions. The answer is always there. It’s you.

🌛Sensory Bottles for Magic🌜

Sensory bottles are not only a way to help with anxiety and stress but they can be a pretty cool tool in ones magical practice. Think about a spell that you can recharge daily at the shake of a pretty bottle. Here’s how I made mine.

Things you’ll need:
Bottle
Warm water
Food coloring
Glitter/pigment/sparkly stuff
Shaving cream

How Do:
I started by filling the bottle about half way with warm water and adding food coloring. I used pink and blue. Then I added pink, silver and holographic glitter as well as some black eyeshadow pigment that had holographic glitter in it as well (I love holo). I then added shaving cream. This can be tricky so take your time. After everything is mixed well I filled the rest of the bottle with warm water. Let it sit overnight, you should see a layer of white foam collect at the top of your bottle. If you overfill the bottle with some water it’ll push that foam out. Leave a little bit of room for air. Fin. You have yourself a sensory bottle.

Ideas for other bottles:
I’ve seen other sensory bottles that use baby oil that look really cool. I’ve also seen people use glitter glue and clear corn syrup too. Look around online for more ideas on different types of sensory bottles. There are literally sooo many types out there. As for magic, you can do a lot with these. Let it charge under the moon or sun, you can play around with color magic. Stick some tiny water-safe crystals in that bottle, my friend. Paint the bottom of your bottle with chalk board paint and draw sigils to charge your bottle. Shake up your bottle anytime you want to activate/recharge your spell. The possibilities are endless.

As always if you have any questions let me know. 💜

We haven’t talked for such a long time, I can’t even recall the exact sound of your voice. I don’t remember your laugh - I remember the crinkles by your eyes and that dimple on your cheek and how it deepens - but I don’t know what it feels like to hear it, how it once made my heart swell in my chest, not anymore. And yet I’m sure that if I heard a million people laugh, yours would still stand out to me and maybe I’d turn around to look for the source and wonder how something so simple is enough to make my blood sing. We miss the memories, not the person, is what my father used to say, but how can he explain why I drop everything when I hear that one song we used to dance to and why that blue sweater you borrowed me still sits at the bottom of my closet when I could have thrown it away? How does missing someone make any sense when that person is still around, is somehow still a part of your life? How am I supposed to get over that? How does anyone?
—  missing you / n.j.
A babylarry’s journey through classics

I celebrated my one year directionversary a month ago. I’ve loved being in this fandom and being a larry but I realized something very important: I haven’t read enough of the classic fics. I think I’ve read like three. 

SO! This is my list of classic fics (compiled from several sources and friends) that I’m going to slowly start working my way through. As I read them, I’ll come back and update the post. My plan is to basically work my way down the list so if you want to read along, I’d love the company!

1. Escapade by dolce_piccante

2. The Dead of July by whimsicule 

3. Jump Before We Fall by green_feelings

4. Red Brick Heart by hazmesentir

5. Wild And Unruly by 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews

6. Love Is A Rebellious Bird by 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews

7. Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar

8. Gods & Monsters by Velvetoscar

9. Butterfly Gun

10. Fading by tothemoonmydear

11. Wear It Like A Crown by zarah5

12. feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream by togetherwecouldbealright

13. Empty Skies by green_feelings

14. Unbelievers by isthatyoularry

15. Relief Next To Me by dolce_piccante

16. Bloodline by banana_louis

17. we are honey and the bee by soleilouis

18. Tea For Two and Two For Tea

This was completely precious. Harry and Louis were just adorable and you rooted for them from the beginning. 7/10 

19. you and me were kings by ithacas

20. Your Best Line Ever by green_feelings

Cute story. Writing distracted me though. 4/10

21. Boys of Summer by sharktoothedfawnskinned

22. Hold My Breath by zarah5

23. Three French Hems by 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews

24. all my love was down in a frozen ground by navigator

25. My English Love Affair by isthatyoularry

26. Counting The Steps Between Us by zarah5

27. Into The Blue by zarah5

28. Dreaming of You by Velvetoscar

29. You’ll Breathe Me In (You Won’t Release) by LoadedGunn

30. Sing When You’re Winning by hazmesentir

31. Battle Cry by Velvetoscar

32. Common by Cori Lannam (corilannam)

33. Tug-of-War by cherrystreet

34. i’m a moon at midnight by loube

Short, sweet, and perfectly encompassing of those new-relationships feels. 7/10

35. Eight Cakes and Two Eulogies (Make a Happy Marriage) by yesllliam

36. Nicotine by KrisStylinson

Bad boy Harry and good boy Louis. Good lord. This one had me swooning and sweating. 6/10

37. May We Stay Lost On Our Way Home by LoadedGunn

38. And Then a Bit by infinitelymint

The story that made me a Larry. I owe everything I do and will do in this fandom to this story. They are the Harry and Louis that inspired me to write. 10/10

39. These Inconvenient Fireworks

The classic of classics. I loved it and I love it more for how much it influenced the fandom’s fics. 8/10

40. Pull Me Under by zarah5

Just gorgeous. I had this fic in my head for days afterwards. 8/10

41. In Vogue by otpwhatever

42. Pretty Boy by harryandlouisandpuppies

43. Your Name Is Tattooed On My Heart by mcpofife

44. a grocery list pinned to blue by dangerbearsFandoms:

45. If Tomorrow Never Comes (We Had Last Night) by FallingLikeThis, Rearviewdreamer

46. never shut us down by togetherwecouldbealright

47. like a timebomb ticking by infinitelymint

48. take my hand (and my heart and soul) by bananasandboots

49. Give Me Truths by iwillpaintasongforlou

Definitely one of my favs. Punk Louis… need I say more? 9/10

50. we’ll play hide and seek to turn this around (give me love like never before) by Wankerville (and really, the whole Strawberry Milk series)

One of the most influential fics for me personally. 10/10

51. burn to ash by bethaboo

52. I need home (our tangled bones) by togetherwecouldbealright

53. Hiding Place by alivingfireFandoms:

54. Swim In The Smoke by whoknows

Sexy, sexy, sexy. 5/10

55. So Much We Didn’t Say by whyidontknow1

56. 210 Days by cherrystreet

57. The Last Something That Meant Anything by jaded25Fandoms:

58. the wonderlands by stylinsoncity

Wonderful, beautiful storytelling. 7/10

THOUGHTS ON NEW EPISODE: {SPOILERS}

firstly, I would die for all these new gems so jot that down

TOPAZ IS A BIG GAY AND IM LOVE HER

seriously My favorite type of gem are the big gay fusions

Please give Zircon a raise, she tried her best

okay,Yellow and Blue Diamond standing like that was also high class gay right there

Blue Pearl can draw! :D

So apparently, Blue Diamond can send out this sort of aura deal that can cause other gems to feel sadness/ cry and it DOESNT effect humans (Lars didn’t cry)

SO LIKE, WAS THERE A COUP PLANNED TO OVERTHROW PINK DIAMOND AND ROSE TOOK THE BLAME?? DID PEARL A C T U ALLY DO IT?? DID ONE OF THE DIAMONDS?? SO MUCH OH MY GOD

Lars can escape gem detectors and he did some goOD SHIT

seriously, I love his character development, how relatable

The fact that EVERYTHING Padparadscha Sapphire does is just a bit late is so cute oh my god

Of course a fusion between a Ruby and a Pearl would be a total worry wort oh my gosh

The Rutile twins ;A; sooo goood!!!

Im love my big polyamourous caterpillar grandma fusion????

So steven can like, bring back the dead/ heal someone who JUST became dead and thats what happened to lion and by doing that, it creates a sort of wormhole pocket dimension 

REBEL LEADER LARS ON HOMEWORLD LETS GOOOOO

Theyre Trying to get a ‘drop ship’ to fly?? what drop ship, THEY HAVE ANOTHER SHIP??

MORE CRYSTAL GEMS!! GIVE ME THEM LET THEM LIVE!!! LET THE SEE AND MEET GARNET OH MY GOD

NO FORREAL, GARNET IS PROBABLY LIKE…A LEGEND TO THEM

How much alike Victor and Yuuri are (1/3)

So one thing I absolutely love is the fact that at the beginning of the anime it looks like Victor and Yuuri are complete opposites but then as the story goes and we learn more about them they turn out to have very similar ways of dealing with emotions and people. And I think this is one of the reasons why their relationship is so strong because they really are able to understand each other quite well.

Let me start with that “opposites attract” trope because I think that yoi creators play with that a lot at the beginning. It’s even in those obvious features like with the fact that Victor is taller and has light hair and blue eyes while Yuuri is smaller and dark-haired with brown eyes - it’s just so cliche? And there’s more of course, while Yuuri is shy Victor seems to be very open, Yuuri doesn’t believe in himself and Victor seems to be even over-confident, Yuuri gives up easily while Victor always pushed himself further, also Victor acts like he’d be very experienced with love while Yuuri never even thought about it and so on. Funny thing is that actually all of these things we think about both of them and especially about Victor turn out to be wrong at some point.

It’s so interesting to rewatch everything after ep 10 because it shows even more how unreliable Yuuri’s narration is. Yuuri learns very slowly that Victor is a human being too and I think that it’s not until ep 7 where he finally lets his idealised image of Victor go. But even then I think that most of the things we learn about Victor we know from the man himself in these rare moments of his narration and I love how much more Victor is willing to admit they’re alike. 

Like really willing to admit it. If he goes to Japan to find his inspiration it’s not because he lacks some technical or even presentation skills that Yuuri has. It’s because he sees in Yuuri someone who treats skating very similarly to Victor’s way, he sees that Yuuri puts his emotions into his routines and all his determination he puts in order to win and that’s something that Victor’s needs to get back as a skater. In other words, he sees in Yuuri his younger self, eager to win and challenge and brave enough to put all his soul into his performance. And that Victor knows from the very beginning (apart from the fact he probably thinks about them as soulmates since banquet).

And there’s another attitude they share as skaters – at some point, they both really gave up everything for skating. 

A lot of things, like including “life and love” maybe?

It not only gives us a hint of how much they’re both inexperienced with relationships and having fun they are also realising at the same moment that they are not satisfied with their lives and careers anymore. And this is so important because probably the most significant thing we learn about Victor in episode 10 is that he needed Yuuri as much or maybe even more than Yuuri needed him. The point is that they both lack exactly the same thing, they need their inspiration to skating back and they need someone to share their lives with and this is precisely what they find with each other.

So in firsts episodes, we are meant to think that Yuuri and Victor are very different but what we learn from Victor tells us a lot about how similar they are. And what they share as skaters is their determination to win and love for skating itself but also they way they sacrifice everything for skating to the point where it doesn’t make them happy anymore.

Another thing I’d like to discuss is how many traits they share and how similar are ways in which they express their love but I just feel this post is long enough and I’m very tired. Anyway, this for #victuuriweek and also for a wonderful @blue-phoenix-tears who suggested this topic long, long time ago.

Things I LOVED about BatB 2017:

• The Prince’s make-up in the beginning, like hot DAMN
• The Prince’s Disney villain laugh, don’t ask me why, but that was so sexy
• Maurice singing
• Gaston and LeFou = dream duo
• Gaston actually being nice in the beginning
• Belle actually trying to escape
• Getting to know about Belle’s and the Prince’s childhood
• Days in the Sun, it made me cry
• THE PRINCE AS KID
• Everything about the ballroom scene
• EVERMOREEEEEEEEE
• LeFou’s character developement
• The look on the Prince’s face after the transformation - you can SEE how much he loves Belle and that made me melt
• The whole ending scene
• The dance at the end
• Belle’s and the Prince’s outifts in the end
• Especially the Prince’s, like did you see how beautiful that blue outfit was???
• The GROWL!!!
• The whole cast
• The whole soundtrack


Let’s just say I loved nearly everything about it. Gonna watch it again tomorrow.

Dear Evan Hansen Aesthetics

I love how throughout Dear Evan Hansen, Evan becomes less of “Act 1 Evan” and more like Connor. The way he holds himself, the way he dresses. He still wears the blue button up or collared shirt, but during most of Act 2, he covers it up by wearing a gray jacket - just like Connor wore. Actually, right after “Good For You” when Connor and Evan are standing side by side, they are wearing identical outfits. I love when shows subtly use costume design to add so much more to the story. Evan was trying so hard to no longer be “Evan.” He now had that family he’d always wished for - Connor’s family. But in reality, he still is Evan. He’s still that awkward kid that plays with the hem of his shirt. That little blue collar peeking through the gray still shows that he’s still right there - just masked. The gray jacket just goes to show how much he was becoming (or already like) Connor. The good relationships that turned sour. The feeling of giving up on everything he worked hard on. The feeling of having it all, yet nothing at the same time. Evan and Connor are the representations of the same kind of person. They were the same person. They just chose different paths to follow. Well, maybe not. They both chose the same path at some point in their lives, but Evan’s path took a detour.

It’s notable to point out that Evan looses the jacket right after “So Big/So Small” - which if you haven’t heard yet, gives Heidi Hansen to chance to tell Evan how much he honestly and truly means to her - something that (as far as the audience knows) Cynthia Murphy never did with Connor. This sign of “losing the mask” or becoming someone new is such a poetic change. Something that only Costume Design could pull off successfully. You can actually tell during the Finale that during the year that we don’t see, he’s become more confident, more like the true Evan Hansen. I think it’s at that moment when we really see who he truly is.

Emily Rebholz may or may not get nominated for Costume Design for the 2017 Tony’s. (I personally think she should!) Regardless, that simple act of putting Evan in a basic gray hoodie speaks for so much of his character.

“That’s the challenge of contemporary clothing: We need to be able to translate a large amount of truth through how these characters appear.” - Emily Rebholz

My world seemed quiet, for it was a calm yet mundane cycle. How it passed by like a gentle breeze;caressing the gentle colors of blue and grey. But ever since you came, my heart started to beat at a different pace. How the air rushed in sweetly taking the shades of blue and grey, as it birthed a brighter and more beautiful variety of shades. And your love made me see colors that will always leave me utterly amazed. I guess that’s how love makes everything never seem the same.
—  Before You // Conee Berdera
Everything

A Bucky x Reader / fluff one shot

A/N: So this is the first thing I’ve written in… about a month? So please be gentle! I appreciate your feedback and your patience with me, while I get back in the writing groove. ♥

Word Count: 1,066

Warnings:
- none.

Tags: (at the end)

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“Bucky,” you whispered into the dark, your fingernails gripping at the sheets, getting caught in the fabric. Only the moon peeking through the equally as black curtains shed any light into the room, casting looming shadows on the walls. “I’m scared…”

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S/o knitting sweaters for Team Voltron HC

Requested by @thelittleturtlegang8: “Hooray on your milestone! I found you while looking for voltron fics! Really love them and all the other content you have!`(^Г°)’ May I request a headcanon for team voltron finding out the reader knitted sweaters for them! Thank you and lots of love!”

A/n: Thanks love! YAY a Voltron one! My favs.

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Shiro:

  • He’s so flattered.
  • You took all that time just to make him something special.
  • “You made this for me? This must’ve taken ages.”
  • “I wanted to give you something special”
  • “You’re amazing”
  • Finds it adorable.
  • He wears it all the time because it makes you smile.
  • The others ask where he got it, and when he tells them they all want one too.

Keith:

  • Doesn’t really understand that it’s for him at first.
  • He can’t grasp that you want to give him something so special.
  • “It’s for me?”
  • “Yeah, I made it special.”
  • “But why for me?”
  • When you finally get him to accept it, he will barely take it off.
  • Only when he has to get in his armor.
  • Loves it so much because you made it.

Lance:

  • He freaks out.
  • He’s so excited because he loves everything about you.
  • It’s blue to match his lion.
  • “Guys look! Blue and I match!”
  • It’s adorable how much he loves it.
  • Tries to wear it under his paladin armor but it doesn’t fit.
  • Will want to learn how to knit.

Hunk:

  • Impressed.
  • It’s so well made and he’s just in awe.
  • “Wait, you made this?”
  • “Yeah”
  • “This is so awesome!”
  • He’s a cook and knows the feeling about what it’s like to make something from scratch.
  • So, he’s very appreciative. 
  • He will wear it almost all the time.
  • Save for when he’s cooking or fighting, not wanting to ruin it.

Pidge:

  • Like Hunk, she’s impressed.
  • She understands how long it probably took and is really grateful.
  • She loves wearing it.
  • Thinks it’s super cozy.
  • “It’s just so soft.”
  • Her favorite thing to wear after missions. 

Allura:

  • She examines it very carefully.
  • But ultimately her face lights up.
  • “How did you make this?!”
  • “I knitted it.”
  • “What’s knitting?”
  • You have to explain knitting.
  • She’s so interested and asks you to teach her.
  • Which you do.
  • The sweater becomes one of her favorite things to wear.

Coran:

  • Like Allura you have to explain knitting.
  • He thinks it’s really fascinating.
  • You show him and he likes to watch you make things.
  • He loves the sweater.
  • Never takes it off.
  • “Coran you should wash that.”
  • “But I enjoy it too much.”

1,200 Milestone - Headcanons: OPEN