i may or may not know him

Rolling Stones

It’s important to X’O that we NEVER FORGET the message in this song and what it means to us. A promise…a cry of desperation, and for help. He never wanted to drown in the lights of pure popularity, but he knew he would, and he was ready for it. We may not have been but we all still need to understand him, and his growth, and be proud for him regardless. This song is so important to X’O. We must never forget the promise he’s made to us, and keep in mind that he’s doing what he loves. He’s become who he’s always wanted to be. Isn’t that what we’ve always wanted for him? I know it may be different and even hard to understand, but he’s so much stronger now. He isn’t this shy, timid and insecure soul with a beautiful voice anymore; he’s a gifted, confident, smart and successful man with a golden voice and a pure heart. And we should all be proud of him…

anonymous asked:

So apparently Mai broke up with Zuko a year after the end of the 100 year war?? And before I'm happy have you read the comics I don't really want to read them because I hear that they're trash and I know I'll be disappointed. But like did Mai really leave Zuko? He could have found someone who made him so much happier.

She broke up with him, yes. 

This is my underling, Sebastian! Some of you may know him–and some of you may not. He’s a good kid, if a bit vague. Plucked him out of the gutter, I did, and got him a job and a roof over his head. After he got a bit older, he decided that he wanted to go out and find himself and learn far-flung wisdom from someone else who was ‘in the know’. I actually was all for this–the kid was a good guy but he had this way of being sorta…y'know, taken in by people. I mean, I’m clearly an upstanding sort of person but who knows what sort of crooks and ruffians he’d run into out there?

Anyroad, I get in touch with someone a suitable distance away (Wisdom always seems better the further away it is) and shipped him off to learn from the monks of the Way of the Open Hand–see, they trained in unarmed combat and I figured it’d be good for him to learn how to actually channel his natural physical skill.

Unfortunately, that isn’t what happened; instead, he wound up with the monks of the Way of the Open Hand(s) (Note the plurality there) and he comes back after training with these guys all gussied up in lilies and orange and red silks talking about Tranquility and Peace and Oneness with the universe…

Kids today, I tell you.


OOC: Art created by @magusferox who drew Sebastian here for me on a Sunday stream of hers! For those not aware of Sebastian, he’s more or less Tarot’s adopted son (though Tarot would never say as much and Sebastian doesn’t realize that most people don’t use the the term 'Boss’ instead of 'Dad’). I re-worked him a bit for the setting I am creating! He is built to be a monk with the capacity to heal, a reflection of his original design when he was a boxer that had incredible regenerative abilities in a super hero setting–he also had an incredible amount of endorphins which is why he was always chipper and resilient to pain.


Anonymous asked: 

Choose: Noctis with beard or without beard.

Marichat May Day 26: The Stray

this is very rushed and i know im very late

When a little cat follows Marinette one day, she decides to keep him for a while until she can find him a better place to live. But when Chat knows about the little fella,  he has other ideas about his new adopted ‘son’



Happy Birthday to this luck boy!!!!!!!

For this day only i’ll accept birthday asks and requests!! You can greet, interact with him personally or ask ANY characters from the dr, sdr2, udg and dr3 series to interact with him (which will all non canonically happens in this au (maybe :^D)).


Chat firmly believes he has sinned now.

Help him.

Marichat May (SIN)

disclaimer: I actually really like sin, I’m just completely incapable of producing it. c’: So here’s Chat being a gentlemanly cinnamon roll.

dan is a good and lovely person pass it on

It’s a [Tinder] Date! (Part 1/3)

Summary: Thinking he needs to find a date, Natasha signs Steve up to Tinder. In Queens, Peter Parker does the same to you. It’s a match! 

Word Count: 1,723

A/N: This is already planned out and written (in my head). I loved writing this.

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

Nat raised a brow, a mysterious curve to her smile. Steve was immediately suspicious. He felt his shoulders stiffen and his back straighten. He knew he looked like he had a stick up his ass, but he couldn’t help himself. Not when Natasha looked like the cat that had eaten the canary, and wanted to get caught.

“You left your phone on the coffee table,” she said. Her tone was relaxed, which made Steve more nervous.

His eyes narrowed. “What did you do, Romanoff?” he questioned, broad arms crossing over an equally-broad chest.

She merely shrugged before she turned her right-hand palm-up and relaxing it. Steve’s phone was revealed. “See for yourself.”

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“Art is to console those who are broken by life.”
- Vincent Van Gogh

As you may or may not know I love the artworks of Vincent Van Gogh and since I got the chance to see some of his art a few weeks back (the painting on the left page was in the exhibition too) this spread was heavily inspired by him! I’m actually really happy with how it turned out 🌻

Black history month day 22: Renowned neurosurgeon Dr. Ben Carson.

Benjamin Solomon “Ben” Carson Sr. was born in Detroit, Michigan on September 18, 1951. When he was eight, his parents separated and he moved with his mother and brother to his mother’s sister’s home. Carson’s mother struggled with severe depression, resulting in several psychiatric hospitalizations and an attempted suicide. She was however very involved with her sons’ education, limiting their time watching television and requiring them to read and write book reports on two library books per week.

Carson had dreams of being a doctor since he was eight. He did well in school and scored very highly on the SAT for the Detroit school district. When it came time to choose a college, he narrowed the choice between Harvard or Yale, but could only for the $10 application fee for one school. He chose Yale after seeing them win a televised G.E. college bowl against Harvard. He received a full scholarship. Later he attended medical school at the university of Michigan and was excepted into the neurosurgery program at the Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine.

Carson was the Director of Pediatric Neurosurgery at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Maryland from 1984 until his retirement in 2013. He was indisputably a pioneer in neurosurgery, his achievements including performing the only successful separation of conjoined twins joined at the back of the head, the first successful neurosurgical procedure on a fetus inside the womb, and the first completely successful separation of type-2 vertical craniopagus twins. He also developed new methods to treat brain-stem tumors and improved techniques for controlling seizures. At age 33 he became the youngest head of pediatric neurosurgery in the country. He has written over 100 neurosurgical publications and received numerous accolades, including over 60 honorary doctorate degrees, dozens of national merit citations, and the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the highest civilian award in the United States.

When all your friends are posting pics with their significant other for Valentine’s Day but you’re still single

!Warning!: This post is filled with positivity and love for EVERYONE who follows or blogs about the ACOTAR universe> continue at your own risk

I don’t care if you paint Rhys the color blue: if that’s how you interpret him then bring on the sexy smurf bat.

I don’t care if your crackpot theory is that Feyre was actually on a peyote fueled vision quest the entire 3 books: what a creative idea! Please tell me more!

I don’t care if you write a fic about Cassian being sexually attracted to a rock: That’s a little different, but may the rock be as chiseled as Cassian’s abs.

AND FINALLY, I don’t care if you may have forgotten the little freckle next to the moon-shaped scar on Nesta’s big toe: We all know every detail about these characters. Life, and a piece of art, can go on without it.

THE POINT IS: Write, draw, and post WHATEVER you feel represents these books in your eyes, and give others the courtesy to be able to do the same. But please don’t give up on this fandom. You guys are the reason I joined Tumblr in the first place— so that I could have someone to share my love for these books and Sarah J. Maas with, without criticism. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for the joy, laughter, and tears that your posts bring me on a daily basis. Thank you for being willing to put your thoughts and feelings on display, and know that I can see the time and effort you put in at your own free will for our enjoyment. 

Remember, we are a fandom of dreamers, and only the stars can stop us. :)

“The Court of Dreams. I had belonged to a court of dreams. And dreamers.”  —A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J. Maas