i need to quit getting my hopes up

why do i even get porn bots following me!? i don’t even post naughty stuff!? ..i kinda don’t post anything but hush!!…i’ve been very tired from work, 10-12 hour shifts constantly gets to you.

BUT on a positive note i’ve got the up to date software for sketchbook pro and its quite snazzy, it even has animation potential..how about that eh? some possible animated stuff in the future (once i figure out how to do it)  but no i feel this software is the thing i needed to pop my art drive back into gear. =‘D 

so…here’s hoping i can start posting and keeping regular posts…if i get time, and have the energy. 

i want a scene where anakin’s kickin it at padme’s and he’s fiddling with some piece of machinery and padme’s having some girl talk with a fellow senator who’s complaining about how she’s been getting beard burn from her lover or whatever, and anakin, without looking up, just chimes in “have him trim it to medium length and use beard oil on it every night. works like a charm.” and the senator is like “oh. thank you. i’ll have him do that.” and padme just side-eyes the fuck out of anakin like “yes, thank you anakin. though since when have you, my clean-shaven friend, been an expert on beard care?” and anakin’s like “congrats i played myself”

    B△STILLE SENTENCE MEME ( WILD WORLD EDITION )

        100 lyric starters taken from ‘wild world’ by bastille. change pronouns/sentence structure if necessary!


GOOD GRIEF.

❝ so, what would you little maniacs like to do first? ❞
❝ what’s gunna be left of the world when you’re not in it? ❞
❝ every minute and every hour i miss you more ❞
❝ if you want to be a party animal you have to learn to live in the jungle ❞
❝ stop worrying and go and get dressed ❞
❝ you might have to excuse me, i’ve lost control of all of my senses ❞

THE CURRENTS.

❝ think about the power of your words ❞
❝ oh my god, i can’t quite believe my ears ❞
❝ you’re making me feel nervous ❞
❝ i need to clear my head ❞
❝ how can you think you’re serious? ❞
❝ do you even know what year it is? ❞

AN ACT OF KINDNESS.

❝ kind of hoping this will turn me round ❞
❝ and now it follows me every day ❞
❝ i need to clear my head ❞
❝ my back’s up against the wall ❞
❝ i feel guilty ❞

WARMTH.

❝ never good, just the bad and the ugly ❞
❝ nothing quite like seeing the world through the tv’s window ❞
❝ i can’t stop thinking about it ❞
❝ tell me, did you see the news tonight? ❞
❝ hold me in this wild, wild world ❞

GLORY.

❝ did you ever feel like they were ringing true? ❞
❝ not everything had gone to plan ❞
❝ we made the best of what we had, you know ❞
❝ all their words were glory ❞
❝ stop looking up for heaven ❞

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4

Lucia Tereschenko, third base coach at the haunted baseball diamond, and also a ghost.

Not quite sure if by “pupil-less eyes”, they meant literal pupil-less eyes, meaning only an iris, or eyes that lack both iris and pupil, but I did it like this because that’s how I imagine her

i need more lucia in my life tbh, I hope she has some appearances in future episodes <3

Coming out

a true story, dont care if no one believes it ill tell it anyway. Being young and in college, I needed money and to get money, I got a Job at a shoe store, not my first pick and one I had hoped wouldn’t hire me but money is money. 

Usually we get kids in the store, needing new shoes for school but also we do custom orders for people with feet that don’t quite fit in a size that most shoe stores have, for that I need to take measurements by hand, getting up close and personal with the costumers. its not that I don’t like feet its that they always the same no matter how big or small and no matter what it was always awkward to deal with.  

on a particularly slow day I heard the door open. my eyes widened as a man, twisted his shoulders in order to fit in the door frame, he was tall and… so fat. his large sweater didn’t help him either, hiding his huge thick fat arms and a gut that was almost a foot in front of him. though… something was right in the way he moved. I shook my head and tried to focus on my job, he walked towards the counter, each step could be felt through the floor “Fuck me how much does this guy weigh? and how tall even IS he”

he rubbed his hand behind his head, blushing a bit as he spoke

“Hey uh… you guys do custom shoes right? have I… come to the right place?” sweat ran down his face, and I couldn’t blame him, our AC had been broken for weeks now and it wasn’t even cold outside. all that fat must of been killing him to wear it.. maybe its the only thing that would fit

“absolutely sir, would you care to step this way?” he nodded and panted as he walked towards the seat, my eyes widened once again to see two bubble like cheeks that were barely fitting into his thick sweat pants sending shivers down my spine as a hot blush came across my face. 

“Sir I can.. see your sweating, if you would like, you can take of your sweater”

“no really I…would like to keep it on” his deep voice rumbled.

“Sir, once again, could you take it off, I would hate to see you collapse of heat exhaustion and I would get into trouble so… please?” I meekly asked, hoping to put his mind at ease. he slowly nodded, the look on his face said it all, he was battling embarrassment and the sheer heat that he was suffering. he reached down and pulled it up, his chest and stomach now revealed. my jaw dropped as I saw under his shirt was a chiseled gut packed with abs, above it was a white tank top, that was straining to contain the two huge pecks under it, each one easily bigger then my head. His arms, matching the rest of him, huge biceps that looked like they could bend iron bars as if they were nothing. I gulped audibly before letting out “damn…” he smirked before walking up to me, his chest and stomach, now shining with the sweat running down them.

“you… actually like my muscles?” he said getting right up close to me, my head somewhere just under his pecs as he stood over me, or at least he would if his muscled gut wasn’t pushing against me. 

“… ill ask again little man. Do you like them?” my mouth was dry I could feel my pants getting tighter as I stared at the throbbing mass in front of me “I… yeah how could I not I mean… your like a muscle god right now, holy fuck your HUGE.” I gasped and stepped back, realizing I might have gone too far.

“… you know ive never had a little man like you actually like my muscles before.. to be honest no one has looked at me like this and… I think I like it” I could hear something creaking, I ignored it and remained focused on him and only him. 

“… what if I flexed a little.. would the tiny man like that?” I only nodded. he stepped closer, putting his weight into his step, making a low booming sound. “I said… wanna see me FLEX!?” “yes! yes! please, show me” I begged. he nodded and breathed in deeply, I watched as his chest expanded larger and larger in front of me, I had to stepp back a bit to get the full view. He flexed his torso out with a loud SNAP as his muscles BURST to life, the tank top barely restraining the muscle underneath, “Holy fuck!” was my only response, he smirked and pushed me into his stomach.

“careful little guy, these abs are dangerous” with only a small flex I felt as the mass of rounded muscle pinched my cheek, tugging on it before he mercifully let it go. I stumbled back onto the ground and looked up at him, his bare foot coming down and pinning my chest, as I looked up the sweat pants I could see every detail, his calf muscles were deeply cut in as well as his thigh, bulging out and stretching the fabric, traveling along his leg I could see his crotch.

his bulge throbbed dangerously as I could see a clear outline of his shaft wanting to break free. “this is the first time ive displayed these to anyone… and I think I fucking love the attention, you wanted this to happen didnt you? You wanted me to strip down and flex for you… well hears another suprise for you… I can get bigger…” my heart pounded in my chest, already he was bigger then any body builder I had seen, but he said he could get bigger!?

bending over and tensing his whole body, his body began to grow and expand, his foot still on myh chest, began to grow and spread across me, pushing the air out of my lungs. “… p-please… please…” I begged a bit as I fought against him “… Please? your begging for more!? oh man your really asking me to burst out of these clothes aren’t you!?”

my own erection was fighting against the zipper, begging to be let out, somehow I was being turned on by the sheer site of this muscled titan growing before me. he grunted loudly before his shoulders seemed to double in size, the growth traveling down his arms and to his fists, enlarging them to a ridiculous size, they looked like they completely encase my head. the growth didnt stop there, the explosive growth traveled to his pecks, making them swell in front of his face, I could almost see the bright flash under each bulging muscle as it traveled downwards. I realized what danger I was in, it traveled down hsi abs making them even rounder, larger in size pushing his muscled gut out further, then to his legs. I had to act fast, luckily with all the sweat had left his foot a bit slippery, I quickly shifted as the growth continued to barrel towards me before BOOM… I panted as the foot exploded in size, having nearly crushed me into the ground, speaking of which there was a clear outline of his foot in the hard pavement. 

“… that was close, ive never been THIS big before.. now then.. would the tiny man want to see me… BIGGER!?” his voice didnt sound like it was asking, it sounded like he was demanding it. he walked towards me again, and picked me up, his whole hand wrapping around my shoulders as he sat me up on the counter. “… WELL!?” his voice boomed.

I looked him up and down again, his shoulders were nearly pressing into his head,his pecks were touching his chin right now and rising nearly to his mouth as he inhaled. his pants, now destroyed in the growth process, only leaving a thin sliver of fabric around his crotch… speaking of which his cock had gotten so much larger, it was longer then my torso and just as wide, underneath were his balls throbbing and filled to the brim with cum, bigger then basketballs.

“… yes.. YES grow bigger, I wanna see you grow so big that you dont even care anymore I need to see you grow!” with that he leaned back, letting out a loud moan as he began to grow larger and larger “oh god this is all your fucking fault… I came in for a simple shoe fitting and you egged me on to grow, this whole place is going to come down… I can feel myself expanding, growing in every direction, god I can… I can barely bend my arms now. This is all your fault and now your going to have to pay for it!” with a light thrust of his hips his cock came surging forward, breaking free of its prison and landing on top of me with a wet slap, already it was leaking pre onto the floor and soaking into everything. his whole body was coming to life, one muscle after another kept exploding bigger and bigger, I could barely see past his huge cock, crushing into my chest as his back hit against the roof. “Bigger! Bigger!” I cheered him on, his arms now in a T pose from having so much muscle piled upon muscle, drove through the walls bside him, the roof was like wet tissue paper as he kept getting bigger. I began to lovingly lick his cock as he pressed against me pushing me further against the wall “FUCK YOUR COCK… its… getting.. too… big!”. I could feel my rib cage creaking again, the weight was too much.

“Too big!? NEVER!” he laughed as the building came crumbling down around him, his muscled ass spilling into the street behind him as everyone gasped to see something moving in the cloud of dust. still gripping onto his cock I tried to get a good look of where I was. I had climbed on top of it as the wall had crumbled behind me, I sighed in relief before feeling the whole shaft rise up even more, growing and knocking into buildings in front of it. “Dear fucking god Im huge…” his voice now impossibly deep, I turned around to see the shadow of his muscled form above me, I couldn’t even see his head past his pecks, let along his stomach that was pushing his cock downwards towards the building. “… this was a good warm up… I think Im ready for the work out”

Extra: hey let me know what you think, I dont usually write stories like this but I wanted to give it a go. hope you like it. 

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Rhack - The Fitting

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Okay here ya go! I hope you like this random animation! Basically Jack seeing Rhys in his new get-up for the first time, and Rhys trying it for the first time blah blah (idk XD) It was done quite quickly so excuse the lack of scenery :3 Hope you like it anyway!

Side Story: A Love Letter

A/N: Did you honestly think I wouldn’t post anything extra for Valentines day?Enjoy! 
—–
Snowpeak, first quarter of the twelfth month.


Dear Zelda,

I hope you are doing well and not feeling as cold as I am. Snowpeak certainly honors its name this year.

I am writing to you because I need to get out of my head and heart the things I have been feeling for you. I have struggled about these undisclosed emotions for quite some time, but I decided to honor the mark on my hand, and do so.

It’s really hard for me to say them in person - it’s likely I’ll end up being a mumbling mess - so that’s why I decided to put them in paper.

First of all, I don’t expect for you to feel the same way about me, and that’s alright with me. As you know, I will always respect your decisions.

I don’t have a clear idea of when it begun, or what did you do - a spell, the touch of your hand or something you said - to make me feel the way I do for you. Maybe it was you just being yourself: wise, strong, yet incredibly warm, sensitive and caring. I am proud and honored of not only being at your service, but also for being your friend.

You have filled my life with joy and light, even in the coldest days, like now. What I am trying to convey in this letter is not only gratitude and admiration - you already know that.

Zelda, my dearest friend, my wish is to confess that I love you truly and deeply. These words certainly won’t be able to fully express how strong are my feelings for you.

I hope we can talk when I return.

No matter the outcome, I’ll always be your loyal friend. If you happen to reciprocate me, you would make me the happiest man on all the realms.

Yours forever,

Link

‘This is it, there’s no way back’, he sighed. ‘I’ll give it to her as soon as I come back’.

Link folded the letter, sealing it and writing the name of its recipient.

He left it next to his inkpot, to avoid forgetting about it, and hoped the Golden Three had mercy with his heart.

anonymous asked:

Nice comic and I hope you and the butterfly guy do get married

i feel like i need to clear some stuff up abt the butterfly guy, as adorable as i find all the imagine your otp!!! additions to the post and wholly support them bc it is quite a cute scenario. but PERSONALLY:

  • butterfly guy appears to be around twice my age, which i am personally not into
  • my marriage tweets were in a joking manner, as was his response to them
  • he might already be married for all i know??
  • he’s not a supermodel or anything, he just had a friendly demeanour and a cool design shaved into the side of his head i thought was charming
  • the extent of our relationship now is an exchange of me faving his tweets about climate change awareness and him faving my tweets about my cat, which is very pleasant and i enjoy that level of friendship lol
  • keep writing those AU fics abt ur OTP tho, i love that.

valkyriewolf246  asked:

Hey good luck on your job interview!! I just went through all that recently myself and start my new job on Wednesday. I hope things go well for you, too! \/◕\/ ᕙ/☉\ᕗ

Thank you!! Thinking about it makes me so nervous; on one hand I definitely need the income (bc car payments sigh) and to get out of the house/school, but on the other I always end up overworking myself and losing grades, not to mention I’ll have less time to draw and hang out with my gf :,< 

the lady on the phone I talked to seems nice and all but she said quite bluntly “We don’t usually hire college students because they usually have other things going on!” and I spent the next hour trying to fathom why having a social life outside of school and work is supposed to be negative before I realized that they enjoy having workers who have nothing better to do than work for them

So I mean. 

Yeah. Woooo minimum wage amiright? 

My journey back last night took longer than expected, I had been taking my time, dragging my heels the entire way and that is when a thought hit me. I wish to avoid losing connection with my friend again, to repeat another nine years just after being able to catch up would be quite heartbreaking.

I have taken into consideration of how much of a busy man you must be – myself too – as we both have different roles. I would hope that you will accept this small gift I made for you as an apology for all birthdays I missed, additionally a linkpearl should you need to get in contact with me. I promise, neither are flashy or froo-froo. Have you managed to run into any of the others?

If you need anything, do not hesitate to contact me.

-Em

Along with the letter would be a small wooden box and inside a carved cobra fang with various markings upon it and a leather strap laced through it, additionally there was the linkpearl Emeri had spoke about in her letter. While much of the letter seems neat and well written, there is what looked like a sentence at the very bottom, blotted and scribbled out. The bottom of the paper looks quite weathered and slightly wet to the touch, a scent of lavender lingers and damp ink.

@theash-hatrukoth

anonymous asked:

Confession: we used to have crushes on each other with this girl but I broke her heart and she broke mine so I got a girlfriend out of spite. The problem is, I am not in love with my gf. Quite the opposite, actually. I developed a crush on the same girl as before. I can't break up with my gf though because she's suicidal. Thank you for the chance to write this down and for listening. I'm sending lots of love and support your way, I hope things will get better there.

*hugs you tightly*

You shouldn’t be in a relationship with someone for the wrong reasons. It’s not fair to you or to them. Your girlfriend needs help if she’s suicidal, especially professional help. I really hope she gets better. As for you and the other girl - communicate. Tell each other how you feel and work through it. 

I’m sending loads of love <3 Thank you for your kind words <3

Ask me things :)

anonymous asked:

For some reason, Nicky's facial expressions here (post/157206577573) reminded me of your fic with Ovi confirming that Nicky fucks like a boss. i mean, look at his face. i look at these gifs and think, "Yeah, I can see that he does' lmao! You're such a funny writer and i go back to that one when i need cheering up and a laugh. I hope you write more one day, because you're brilliant. thanks!

Thank you, that means a lot to hear! (I do write quite a lot, I swear; I’m just utterly crap at posting it. My MO is basically have an idea, write about 25K of words, and then dick around forever and not finish the last necessary 5K. I’m like the Jason Chimera of posting fic: hard drive to the net but haphazard finish.)

The Backy thing will get finished someday! Last year’s season kinda burned me out with how it ended, but I think I’ve hit that sweet spot right now where I’m managing to repress it all and focus on what’s going on now.

Aaaaahhh it feels good to have given my blog a much-needed facelift. It was absolute garbage before because I never bothered to put effort into it, but now it looks gooood and I’m happy with it :D

Also, I promise I’m working on things! I’m hoping to update quite a few things and put out some one-shots soon! That’s only if things keep holding up nicely like they are. But, with my luck, it would be best not to hold your breath! :p

Lucas: day seven

I can’t believe my baby is a week old. Today nurse practitioner said it would be at least another week. I’m so glad he’s going so wonderful, but I really want him home so was hoping sooner. But it is better then the original 3-6 weeks. He now weighs 5 pounds even. Yay for gain. So glad that he is gaining while we’re breastfeeding because then we know he’s getting milk. Speaking of milk, I really need a deep freezer. I have quite the growing stash. He did wonderful and woke up for almost all his feelings today! He even drank a significant portion of the bottles. Go baby. So proud of him. He’s doing so wonderful guys. We are all in shock. He’s a fighter. ❤️

anonymous asked:

ben is clearly full of internalised homophobia. my heart breaks for how fucked up he is. I hope he gets the help he needs and finds peace with himself and his sexuality

i agree completely. i like to think that he comes to terms with it eventually, but he’s not really anywhere near that point right now. still, he’s only 16! these things can take quite a long time for some people to figure out.

I am imperfect;
There are stretches on my thighs,
and a dullness in my eyes,
Cuts and bruises on my hips,
peeling and dry are my lips,
I cannot help but hate my nose,
my feet stay covered because of oddly shaped toes.

I am paranoid;
Look behind to see if someone is waiting,
I can’t decide on anything, you will find me debating,
If you look at me and I look at you,
I will certainly gain feelings and hope you have too
I’ll giggle one minute and cry the next,
get worked up over a single text.

I am eccentric;
High one minute and low the other,
chances are I don’t love you like a brother
See me smile and see me laugh,
but that’s not me: it’s only half
I’ll claim to love nature but hate bug bites,
not scared of the dark and yet I need lights.

I am beautiful;
My face is quite cute and my skin is somewhat clear,
My voice can be a melody, so listen and hear
Though I am odd and though I have flaws,
It doesn’t mean I don’t follow love’s laws
And even though I’m someone vulnerable to feeling
Even if I love you, don’t expect to leave me squealing.

I am a woman.
I have the strength of a King and the body of a Siren,
Insult my being, I’ll devour you like a lion.
Yes I carry emotion and of course I harbor fear,
But so long as I am happy my end will never near.
Come hurt me again, oh I dare you to try!
When it comes to my gender I am anything but shy.

—  “I am” YUI

mythic-blossoms  asked:

Could I please get my OC Asami and Laito? <3. Asami has brown hair and hazel eyes. She's quite shy and is an aspiring ballet dancer. She tends to use her dancing as a way to escape from her feelings and what she's gone through as she bottles up her emotions and she can take it to the point of injury at times. She's such a "mother hen" to Yui and anyone else she thinks needs help or protection. She likes to paint when she's not dancing or hanging out with friends. I hope this isn't too much info!

Its ok ^^ i will do it

hungry-joe  asked:

I'm sorry you're feeling so down/upset-please, take as much time as you need and I hope you feel a lot better soon.

I’m feeling better now. It was one of those things I’m sure a lot of artist go through were I just kinda went, “I hate everything I’ve ever made! My art sux! I’m bad at making comics! I quit forever! I’m the worst! Bye art!” but I feel better now so here I am. 

I’m around again and ready to participate in regular content creation. So I can answer your asks and stuff again and get a few things done. Just gotta suck it up and keep going, that’s advice artists need to hear sometimes. 

So this is the end of my queue.I am really sorry I was hoping that I would have more of a queue filled up before we took our long and much needed vacation but moving back to the states has proven to be alot more work than I thought and we also had alot of visitors this last month and it has been great seeing everyone don’t get me wrong but I wasn’t able to sneak off and get some gameplay in which put me behind alot.My husband and I will gone for quite awhile visiting family and friends who haven’t been able to come see us yet.I don’t know when I will be back but I will be back so please don’t forget about me.Love to all of you and thanks for understanding.