i love people's teeth

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“But you’re also the most honest person that I’ve ever met.
And you’re strong
and smart… and funny,
and you’re confident and caring,
and you’re sexy…”

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Can we talk about how this precious Rubybun smiles the entire ride down his arm? And how his hand just uncurls to let her slip on by X’D

As someone who hated their mouth for years because of their tooth gap, im so happy to see people in the bmc fandom drawing characters with one

 its …good

mac10514  asked:

I love picturing a protective Mattew around Stephanie

‘The stupidity of entitled men will never fail to surprise me.’ Stephanie thought, her internal barb both sour and a little on edge as the man scooted to her closer on his bar stool. Over the course of the five minutes since the stranger had sat down way too close to her already, she’s heard about half a dozen pick up lines, multiple comments about how ‘a pretty girl like her shouldn’t be alone at the bar’, and five offers for a drink. In return, she’d offered a half dozen disinterested stares, multiple replies of how ‘I’m here with someone, he’s just answering a phone call’, and five turn downs for drinks and explanations that she was not, in fact, interested in either a drink or him.

“Why don’t we head on out of here, hmm? If the bar hasn’t got anything you like, I’m sure I do back home.” ‘Am I being too subtle or something?’ Steph wondered, her flat, almost bored stare turning into something a little fiercer and angrier. The stranger moved even closer and put a hand on her wrist where her hands were resting on the bar and Stephanie felt her anger intensify. “I must be speaking French or something, so let me try this again.” She gritted out, drawing herself up to her full height and glaring at the unperturbed man. “I’m not interested, I’m married, I’m here with my husband. Go away.”

For a minute, she almost thought he was going to leave. The surprise on the strangers face made her think he had actually not gotten what she’d been saying, that he somehow had thought she was into him. That hope died quickly as the man shrugged. She could feel his fingers tapping on her skin, the charming smile suddenly felt a lot creepier. “I don’t see your husband anywhere, besides he doesn’t need to know. Girl’s gotta have some fun, eh? Lemme buy you a drink, then you might be more interested.”

The cajoling tone to his voice sent a shiver of disgust down Stephanie’s spine, and she went to hop off the stool only for the man’s grip on her wrist to tighten unexpectedly. 'Where’s Matthew?’ She thought suddenly, looking frantically around the room and feeling her heartbeat slow slightly as she saw her husband making his way over to them, brow furrowed and shoulders tense.

“Stephanie, sorry I was gone so long.” Matthew interrupted smoothly, wrapping an arm around Stephanie’s waist and shuffling closer to her side. 'Thank god.’ She sighed to herself, shooting Matt a relieved smile. “Anyways, we should get going. Busy day tomorrow and all.” He added with a pointed look at the man, his eyes flickering between his face and his hand where it was still wrapped around Stephanie’s wrist. If it wasn’t for that fierce glare, she could almost believe he wasn’t internally seething. There was something eerie about an angry Matt that she’d always found interesting, something that was incredibly cordial and friendly on the surface and yet left a kind of burning in his eyes that made even the bravest man flee.

The stranger glared back, and Stephanie winced as his grip on her arm tightened. “Oh fuck off, I’ve been working this one for awhile now. I got dibs.” 'No accounting for the stupidest man, I guess.’ She thought. The arm around her waist tensed slightly and that neighbourly smile seemed a little more brittle around the edges, like a broken bottle: sharp and dangerous and just itching for a fight. “Actually no, you really don’t and I’d appreciate it if you stopped harassing my wife before I kick your fucking teeth in. Choice is yours, friend.” Matthew replied, still smiling that poisonous smile. The burning in her husbands eyes seemed to flicker out and freeze over with something so cold Stephanie almost shivered and the man seemed to realize he may have made a mistake as he stopped glaring.

anonymous asked:

8 & 9

  • 8: Do you listen to music when you draw? Favorites?
  • 9: Favorite thing to draw?

9: 

8: i dont listen to music too often when i draw anymore but i do usually have oneyplays or gamegrumps on in the bg very occasionally nsp

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I just really really really like Blake. I could draw a ten page comic of him just getting ready in the morning. Five of those pages would be him trying to figure out which hideous tie he is going to wear that day.

Today I bought flowers and baked cookies. I drank too much caffeine and tell myself it’s to keep my body going, because I have to keep my body going. It’s a high wind day so I couldn’t feel my face but I kept walking because I had to get home and kick off my shoes and then make myself lunch because I hadn’t eaten in 5 hours because I think I’m gaining weight and it’s making my body feel like I’m at war again. I went on Facebook to ask my mom if she would bring over groceries and saw your name on the side bar as the first person to chat with and I clicked off as soon as I noticed it from the corner of my eye. I wonder if you did too. I wonder if we both clicked the little x in the tab window at the same time and felt shaken up, reminder that we are still here but are not healing together or growing together just trying our best.

I spend 6 hours or more alone in an apartment with white walls that we’ve covered in art work or happy things. I keep over washing my hands because in my work I have to touch money and I’m afraid of getting sick. I forget I’m already sick. I have cavities in my teeth and what if they rot through my skull and people don’t love me because I have no teeth? also I had a gum infection… Infection… Death…


I have to avoid the sidewalk cracks unless my mind is somewhere else and I forget. Also check the closet 19 times before bed just for you. So you stay safe. My friends are getting laid, getting paid, going to college. I’m working constantly and thinking constantly and I can feel everything buzzing inside of me and yet I do not know how to feel about feeling again. I keep going so I cannot sink back into my mind of remembering all the things I’m suppose to be afraid of or fixating on death or fixating on the fact I’m alive.


I cannot stand still. this is why I don’t sit when people offer chairs. this is why I think I can’t be alone for too long, I need someone to keep me from running myself into the wall.


Remember when I lost my camera battery and had a melt down because how was I suppose to capture everything around me for everyone else if I couldn’t use my camera and you held my body down to keep it from combustion and you told me to slow down. But I’m no good at slowing down, I think that’s why today I wish I hadn’t clicked off the page just to see if you would have stayed just to stare at my name.

—  relax 
Love takes time (we have it) (37/100)

Pairing: Sansa Stark/Margaery Tyrell
Summary: Margaery has always been in love with Sansa and somewhere along the line Sansa fell in love with Margaery. Neither of them know how to say it. But actions speak louder than words.
A/N: psst drop me a line in my message box and ill work extra hard to write more often it’s just such a huge undertakingggg hahah i can always do for inspiration or just yell at me 

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Chapter 37: You can have half

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