i noticed it from the start

Too many Yuri on Ice fanfics have Victor instantly falling in love at first sight with Yuri. I mean, have you seen how he usually dresses? Not a trace of that eros in sight.. I want to read something that starts from a really normal situation.

Like one day Victor is picking up a few things at the supermarket when the guy scanning his groceries pauses.
“I know it’s only Wednesday, but we’re having a huge one day sale promotion on premium dog food today.” The confused look Victor gives him prompts the guy to start to babble. “Err, sorry. I promise I’m not a weird stalker, I just put your groceries through all the time. I kind of noticed that you buy the same brand of dog food as I do, and it’s always on Friday.”

“Oh, ok. Thanks then, um,” Victor checked his name tag “Yuri.”

And after that Victor always notices Yuri around the place. One day he’ll be stacking shelves and Victor will give him a smile and a wave, the next he’ll be scanning Victor’s embarrassingly unhealthy shopping cart.
“I swear it’s not all for me. I have a teenager staying with me for a while and he has… strongly requested a few things.”

Yuri laughs and waves him away. Last summer he’d seen Victor in a see-through tank top and shorts that were probably intended for teenage girls with how short they were. You don’t get a body like that by eating pop-tarts and chocolate.

Victor starts to look forward to grocery shopping so that he can chat with Yuri, and even plans his trips so they fall on days when the other man is working. Then one day he runs into Yuri at the park, walking his adorable miniature poodle. Makka and Vicchan get on so well, they start to take walks together more and more frequently.

Then Victor is slightly late one day and he finds some asshole hitting on Yuri while he waits. The guy leaves quickly enough when he’s politely turned down, but victor can’t forget the way his stomach dropped and his step faltered when he’d first seen them together. Yuri had been laughing, and the guy had his hand on Yuri’s arm.

And yeah, then it’d continue with Victor realizing he likes Yuri a little more than friends. Meanwhile, Phichit is thrilled with the progress his BFF has been making with the hot Russian guy he’d been drooling over for the past six months.

The way Belle looks at Adam/The Beast

After watching the movie again…. and again.. and again, i started noticing the different ways Belle looks at Adam (Yes, i’m making a point of calling him by his name from now on) and i felt like i needed to make a post (lengthy post) about it.

1. This is the first time Belle sees Adam. She’s shocked, which we all would be, i mean….. He’s a monster!

2. I wanted to point out the change from the first image to this one. At first glance, Belle is shocked, having never seen anything like him before, but in this one she’s terrified. Her father is being taken away from her by this monster and she feels there’s nothing she can do.

3. FIESTY BELLE! We’d seen a little bit of rebellious Belle early on with Gaston, but this is her proper letting loose. You tell him girl!!

4. The moment of hesitation here always catches me for a second. Is this maybe…just maybe, the first time Belle really feels anything towards Adam? Why would she turn around and help him. True, she’s a nice person, but she gives up her only chance at freedom to help this monster she knows nothing about. Could there be an underlying feeling towards him? 

5. Here, we see Belle showing something close to care. Like she feels sorry for Adam, or maybe helpless in making things better. Sharing a similar backstory with their mother dying, maybe this is were she first feels a connection towards him.

6. We all loved this moment. I mean, who wouldn’t fall in love at the sight of a library that big? Speaking of love. That pause, ^, If you just look, the way she stares at him is something a bit more than just laughing at his joke. She’s seeing a change in him, a change that she likes, and it looks as though she’s catching herself before she falls too far.

7. Another long look. What could it mean?!

8. ANNNND another one! Someone is starting to like the look of Adam. Even beneath all that hair and claws.

9. Okay we’ve all done this when we’ve been caught staring at someone we like. Come on Belle! You’re making it too obvious.

10. Yes, this is better, do it at a distance when he can’t see you. (Also, I love the new sequence of scenes for this song)

11. “Still, a romance.” We caught that little glance when he was looking away, you cheeky Belle.

12. Okay, now we can get back into the deeper looks. This is sympathy again. Knowing that a whole world has rejected him, she couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.

13. “Let’s go home.” First off, she called it home! Imagine how that makes Adam feel? That she feels his cursed, dark dusty castle is home. I feel like she really means it, that she’s begging him to take her somewhere that she is happy, and that she has good memories of. 

14. Okay, the eyebrow lift, how cute is that. Subtle, but it’s like she’s saying, “I scrub up well… yeah.. i know.” (I must say, a little come hither might be hidden in there somewhere)

15. Disbelief. The way she looks around, thinking to herself “Do i want to go?” “Do i want to leave this play that makes me so happy?” “Do i want to leave him?”

16. This turn. She makes it seem as though she thinks she’ll never see Adam again, but she’s already said thank you, so why turn around again? Was there something else she wanted to say? I think so, but maybe she didn’t know how to voice it, how to tell him, because maybe she didn’t really know either.

17. Fear again. She finally lays eyes on him, and she can see he is injured. What if she won’t be able to tell him how she feels?

18. Shock. This is where the Adam is dragging Gaston towards the edge of the castle wall. The last time we saw shock from Belle was the first time she saw Adam. Maybe she feels fear too that he is becoming what they all think he is….a Beast.

19. I think the she feels nothing here. In her arms is the dying body of the man she cares for. The only thing she can do is reasure him. Tell him it will be okay, all the while trying to convince herself.

20. This is desperation. She’s nearly there, she nearly understands what she is feeling, but she is too late and she knows it. She needs him to come back to her, to not leave her alone, not like she left him.

21. The realisation. We all know this moment. When the main character realises they are in love, and they try desperately, to tell the other person, in the hopes it might save them. Disney have done this a few times, one example being back in Tangled when Rapunzel saves Flynn/Eugene with a tear drop of pure love.

22. Shock. Each time Belle sees Adam for the first time in some way, she experiences some sort of shock. She’s unsure of what has happened. (As my brother said, she’s probably thinking “Thank God he’s handsome.”)

23. Relief, happiness, love, amazement. She knows now that she can be happy, she can be with this man she loves. It’s overwhelming, but she knows it is what she’s always wanted.

24. Love. There is nothing but love in that look. She is where she is meant to be, with who she is meant to be with, and she loves it.

Look at the difference. Look at the change over the period they spent together. That…… is Disney.


Because who doesn’t love this scene?


anonymous asked:

I was gonna request a Shklance sickfic but the Anemia one kinda covered that lol... How about Shklance where Lance is feeling really insecure and doing a terrible job of hiding it?

i love all these langsty prompts yes thank you, non

Keith and Shiro weren’t stupid, they could tell when someone was avoiding them. Everyone has avoided someone at least once. 

Pidge avoided them when she was going through what most girls went through, Hunk tried (and failed) to avoid them when he was overthinking things, it was all a mess. 

When Lance started avoid them, though, it hit deep. 

Lance wasn’t one to often avoid people, he was usually the one to get the others to open up when he’d notice their distance from the group. So when he’d come up with some excuse to get away from them, they knew something was wrong.

They’d be just holding each other and the whole time, Lance would be looking at them nervously before coming up with some excuse to get away from it. They’d be close to do something intimate and he’d quickly worm his way out of the situation.

Keith had asked Hunk about it and the older male seemed to start acting nervously before getting out of the situation with a ‘That’s for him to tell you’ and leaving. 

Shiro had gone to Coran and the Altean had the same excuse as Hunk did before saying Allura needed him for something and leaving.

“You know we’re probably going to have to confront him.” Keith murmured, eyeing Lance from across the room as he talked with Hunk and Pidge. Even with them, he seemed fidgety and they could see how Pidge and/or Hunk would at place a hand on him and say something that managed to make him smile, even if it was only slightly. 

“I know, but I don’t want to pressure him, he’s already nervous enough with us.” Shiro looked at Keith from the corner of his eyes and gently took hold of the fist he had clenched. “Tonight. We comes to the room to get his things, we can talk to him then. 

“I don’t want to wait that long..”

“I know, Keith.”

Lance hesitated in the doorway, staring at it silently as he contemplated whether or not to go in. He’s been distancing himself from his boyfriends for reasons Pidge had said were ridiculous, but his brain said they were totally reasonable. He knew they cared about him, he thought he knew they wanted him with them. His mind, however, was constantly asking that one question that always tormented him when he ended up in a relationship.

Do they really want you?

He’d gone to Hunk, Pidge, and Coran to talk to them about the insecurities plaguing his mind, and all of them had told him how Shiro and Keith look at him like lovesick puppies when he wasn’t looking in there own…special ways. 

Still, he just couldn’t help but think it was all a big lie. 

“Lance?” The Blue Paladin jumped at the sound of Keith’s voice, quickly spinning around to look at him. 

“Mierda-” He murmured, raising a hand to his chest and looking down at the ground, relaxing only slightly. He could feel his boyfriend’s eyes staring at him and his stomach churned. He looked up and offered a wavering smile, voice cracking when he spoke. “Is, uh..there something you need, Keith?” The sight of the other’s frown made his stomach drop. 

“Lance, is there something wrong?” Keith knew he shouldn’t be asking Lance about this, not when Shiro wasn’t with them, but the look on the Cuban’s face made his chest hurt. He looked…almost scared. 

“Whaatt? No, of course not, everything is peachy, just-”

“Lance?” The smaller male raised a hand, gently cupping Lance’s cheek and ignoring the pain in his gut when the other flinched at first.

“It’s…nothing, Keith, I’m just being stupid.” Lance finally let himself relax into the Red Paladin’s touch, silently noting the relief that flooded his eyes before it was replaced with worry once more.


“Lance! Keith!” Shiro’s voice made both nineteen year olds jump, Lance having moved away from Keith’s hand, the spot where it had been feeling cold. “Are you-” He trailed off before he noticed the look on Lance’s face and he frowned slightly, shooting a look down at Keith. Said male just looked away slightly, guilt pooling in his gut. “Let’s go inside and talk.” Keith had nodded and entered the bedroom, though Lance had hesitated in the doorway. The Black Paladin watched him for a moment before moving to gently take hold of Lance’s hand, noting how he jumped and tensed at the contact. Instead of letting go, he intertwined their fingers and offer the younger a small smile when he looked at him, relief flooding him when he slowly shuffled into the bedroom without pulling his hand away.

Keith was sitting crisscross on the bed, eyes glued to the bed as he watched them approach the bed, trying not to let the hurt he felt show when he noticed how they were holding hands. Lance would let him hold his hand, but he barely let Keith even touch his face?

“Lance, is there something wrong?” Shiro seemed to hesitate after sitting down, an uncertainty in his eyes as he looked down. “Are we…not making you happy?” The question hit both Keith and Shiro hard, both hesitant to look at Lance now. An almost panicked sound left him and Keith felt a gently yet a little hesitant hand touch his face while Shiro felt him squeeze his hand.

“N-No, it’s not either of you, I just-” The blue eyed beauty grew quiet and his boyfriends looked up to see his eyes glossing over with tears he refused to shed. They were both quick to move closer and pull him into their arms. Keith felt Lance press his face into his shoulder, a shaky breath leaving him before he tried to speak. “Do…Do you really want me to be a part of this?” The two in front of him shared a shocked look and they didn’t even get anything out before Lance was speaking once more. “I just…you’ve both been together for almost two months now, and when you asked me to join your relationship, I was excited! The people I lo- liked wanted me to be with them! B-But…I can’t help but feel like I’m intruding on your relationship..” A soft murmured of the Blue Paladin’s name passed Keith’s lips and he felt a hand on his face, tilting his gaze up. He made a slightly startled noise when he felt two lips press against his own and he returned it after a few moments. The kiss was slow and gentle and the feeling of a familiar prosthetic hand on the back of his head made him slowly relax. When Keith had pulled away, Lance hadn’t gotten to say anything because now it was Shiro’s turn to pull him into a slow kiss. His heart pounded in his chest as he returned the kiss, letting the tears he had been holding back fall down his cheeks. When Shiro broke the kiss, Lance leaned back enough to look at both of them. He could feel a slight flush rising to his cheeks at the adoring looks his boyfriends were sending him.

“Of course we want you with us, Lance.” Shiro raised the hand he had been holding to press his lips against the other’s knuckles.

“We love you, Lance.” Keith’s statement made it seem like time itself stooped. Lance’s heart pounded, eyes widening slightly as he stared at the both of them.

“You…You do..?” He sounded almost scared to ask the question and the look on his face hurt the Black and Red Paladins’ hearts.

“Of course we do. I love you, Lance.” Shiro leaned down to press a slow kiss against his lips against the other’s once more. A broken whimper left him and he returned the kiss, more tears rolling down his cheeks. The feeling of lips against his temple as he kissed the eldest of the three made his heart hammer away in his chest.

“I love you more, Lance.” Keith murmured against his hair, having moved so he could hold him and nuzzle his face into his soft hair. Both Shiro and Lance had laughed quietly at that and they broke their kiss. Lance raised his free hand to wipe the tears away and watched as Shiro and Keith bickered over what the Red Paladin had said. Lance stared at them both for a moment before a laugh left him, gaining both of their attentions. He beamed up at his boyfriends, blue orbs shining with affection with the men on either side of him.

“I love you both, too.”


Blaine: Eileen? Listen, I probably came off as a douche earlier. Can I start over with you? I don’t want to disappoint the person I just met.

Eileen: Really? I haven’t noticed at all! You were just shocked, the time portal has its effect on everyone.

Blaine: Fine. So, you’re Wendy’s friend, right?

Eileen: Yeah, we get along great, I’d say we’re besties. She’s an awesome person. She lives not far away from me and often drops in with Dain and Silver. I recently got my master degree in literature, found a job and finally moved away from my parents. Sunset Valley’s countryside is so lovely, I’ve always dreamed of living away from the bustle - my hometown is Bridgeport, you see. Hey, that’s crazy we got to know each other in the future! This means… if we visit this place in many years, we’ll bump into our younger selves!

Blaine: That’s rad, actually! I’ve never been an adventurer, it’s my little brother who always has the most stupid ideas. Let me tell you the story of my life…

Thin privilege protects skinny people from counterblast, even when they judge others...

A tall skinny woman made a tweet saying she would not date a short man. Also I notice how angry men get when women have standards about them, when male privilege through patriarchy, misogyny and sexism has allowed them to totally value women based on looks for centuries, for their own personal fulfillment.

Anyway here’s the tweet:

What was interesting but also not surprising is that the people who were offended by her tweet immediately started attacking fat women as the retaliation targets. Apparently we’re people’s poster child of extreme unattractive-ness in society. Like we had nothing to do with this, I didn’t see a slew of fat women under the comments cosigning comments that agreed with her but somehow the men (and women) started saying “Well how much do you weigh” “Well that’s why we don’t date women over 130″ “That’s why we don’t date fat women”. No one attacked women who looked like the woman that made the tweet because skinny women’s looks aren’t considered a negative connotation. No one weaponizes, well men don’t weaponize thinness as a insult because thinness isn’t viewed as bad or a deal breaker.

Then you had women under there trying to rationalize the fatphobia by saying “You can change weight but not height” basically trying to make sure they keep this imbalance in place as long as it suits them. I don’t agree with anyone being attacked for their looks, no matter if it’s changeable or not.

I’m just furious at how fat women were used as targets when we weren’t involved. That’s thin privilege. Imagine if a fat woman made that Tweet, the intended target of reactionary responses would be towards her and other fat women only.

That’s why fat women vent like we do about thin privilege, fatphobia or fat discrimination and beauty standards. We’re targets even when we shouldn’t be.

And if you read the comments you’d see a large amount of BM cosigning and making the that’s why we don’t date fat women tweets, further proving fat BW never had it easy in our community.

Our furry little problems

A/N: Just a short imagine with our Remus Lupin and his rabbit he’d never had. But I’m completely sure he had it, trust me. It makes so much sence. Enjoy!

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Originally posted by nellaey

Remus John Lupin was dreaming about a pirate ship that almost reached the island they were looking for, when he felt something in his stomach. But it wasn’t from inside; something was sitting on him, something small and… furry? – as he noticed when started to really awake. Remus opened his eyes slowly while tried to figure out what’s just happening when he suddenly heard familiar giggles near his bed. He heard the three boys’ laughs many times before, so it wasn’t hard to recognize them first. 

“Shut up Wormtail, don’t mess up the surprise!” James whispered. 

When Remus fully opened his eyes and blinked few times, he saw a little, fluffy, white rabbit sitting on his stomach and looking with its black eyes into his, as confused as Remus. 

“Happy birthday, you furry little problem!” The three of them shouted which made the scared rabbit jump from Remus bed and look for a place to hide. 

“Whoa, whoa, it’s okay Snowball, we don’t want to hurt you.” Peter said in a calming voice and tried to catch the rabbit. 

“Yeah, be a good present!” Sirius laughed while helped his friend and when they caught the animal, they gave it back to Remus who was still confused and shocked a bit. 

“Snowball…?” Remus giggled and walked into the boys’ direction. 

“It fits her.” Peter shrugged playfully while gave the rabbit back to Remus. 


“Well, we thought it would be good for you to finally have a woman in your life.” Said Sirius. 

“Screw you.” Remus said with a serious face but then laughed and so did the three boys. 

“Happy birthday, Moony!” 

“Yeah, happy birthday, mate!” 

They spend the next few days with finding a cage for Snowball and a small boil from she could drink. They brought vegetables from the castle’s kitchen that the house elves gave them and tried to make Snowball eat. Fortunately, they didn’t have to try hard. She was always hungry as the four of them noticed and two weeks later, she was fattier and fluffier. Once, Remus took her into the common room and every girl who was there wanted to fondle the small rabbit and asked her owner many silly questions just to be allowed to hold Snowball. One of them even asked Remus if he was free on Friday. 

“Looks like Snowball’s pretty useful.” Sirius laughed when the room emptied. 

“Yeah, but it doesn’t matter. I can’t free myself on Friday.” Said Remus while slowly groomed Snowball’s ears. 

Each of the three boys went silence for a moment because they forgot about full moon, because they used to make plans few days before those nights, but when Snowball arrived they tried their best to make her life in Hogwarts the most comfortable. James was the one who had finally spoken up. 

“It will be fine Moony, we’ll be there with you, as every time.” 

“I’m not talking about me but her. What if she get scared? Or feel lonely?” 

“Dude, it’s a rabbit.” Said Sirius while furrowed his eyebrows but let a small giggle at the same time. 

“Hey, she’s my rabbit!” 

“Okay, don’t do drama, guys.” James laughed. “She can be taken care by one of your fangirls.” 

But Remus was too shy to ask any of the girls so James told him Lily and her roommates would be glad to share their room with Snowball sometimes if it’s necessary, without asking why should they do it. 

Years passed and Snowball got older and less “cute” as everyone called her; but Remus didn’t mind it. He liked to sit down in his armchair in front of the fireplace in his new home, hold her like the only friend he had got, after they graduated. He missed those days when he spent times like that with James, Sirius and Peter; the ones whom he used to call his best and only friends. He was still grateful for them even if they were thinking about him as a spy of the Dark Lord, Voldemort. They’ve never told Remus that, but he knew he was considered by the betrayer. It burned his heart every time when it popped into his mind. He didn’t want to believe these things. Believe that terrible war which was happening outside. Believe that Sirius became Voldemort’s spy and gave him information about the Order. And it almost killed him inside when he have got to know that this man, Sirius Black will be the secretkeeper for the Potters; the man who was the real betrayer. He wanted so hard to do something, but he had to told himself every night, sitting in front of the fireplace, that this is none of his businesses anymore. The three boys, whom he used to call his best and only friends, Prongs, Padfoot and Wormtail, the Marauders; they aren’t his business anymore. He was left all alone scared and depressed with Snowball, the “furry little problem”, as James used to call both of them.

gayanimefandomtrash  asked:

Hello again! I wanted say the way you draw Gabe is very squishy, unlike everyone else who draws him as a sharp, hardass (including myself, but I'm trying to get away from that 〒ω〒) I wanted to ask if you could tell (or show) how you'd draw Hanzo in your style, since he is also a very sharp, hard lined character. I think it would be a refreshing change from what other people do! Have a wonderful evening luv! ❤❤ (I always add two hearts at the end of my asks)


tbh, I don’t really have a solid way to draw Hanzo just yet, since I don’t draw him too much. But what I can say is to use references. Look at what makes Hanzo Hanzo, like facial structure and what not. For example. When I first started to draw Jack, I looked at what is significant with his face. I noticed that he had a strong jaw, and focused mostly on that. The same goes for Gabe. I noticed that he has “round cheekbones”, if I may call it that. Which eventually led me to develop my own skill on how to draw Gabe in my own way.  

So now Jack has an angular looking face, Gabe has “squishy” cheeks, and for Hanzo I still try to find my own why to draw him at the moment.

I hope this was at least a bit helpful! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ  

(A long post) On drinking:

I have always been the levelheaded, responsible person who takes care of their friends when they’re really intoxicated and acting messy, and I’ve had a high a tolerance since I very first started drinking. Not to say that I didn’t get drunk or drink in excess, because I did, but I was always able to maintain my composure and wake up the next day feeling absolutely fine.

Since coming back from the US I’ve noticed a drastic change in my tolerance, how fast I get drunk, and what happens to me when I drink.

I had experienced a few blackouts before but they’ve always been short, like the first time it happened I was going up some stairs at a house party and I blacked out going up some of the steps—just a few seconds.

I’ve recently gotten incredibly drunk from the same amount of alcohol I used to consume before and be fine. Not only that, I have started having huge blackouts.

On Saturday, I went to my friend’s party in Itaewon. He rented out a space and bought huge (cheap) bottles of alcohol from Costco. Some other friends wanted to leave the party and go to a club for free so we had to go by a certain time. I downed three Solo cups half full of vodka in forty minutes, and then I had three? or four drinks purchased for me in the club, and then I drank my favorite drink (Irish Trashcan) at Thursday Party. The last thing I remember was going from my friend’s party to the club and being in the club with my friends. After that I don’t remember anything except being in line at Thursday party and having sticky hands inside Thursday Party because my drink always overflows everywhere. I can’t remember my friends leaving the club, me walking all the way back down Itaewon to the place my friend’s party was at near Cakeshop, grabbing another friend there, going all the way back up Itaewon to go to Thursday Party, being in Thursday Party, leaving Itaewon, or getting home. In hindsight, I drank a ridiculous amount in a short span, but I still can’t believe I blocked out basically the entire night.

Yesterday I met up with this guy I have been talking to in Hongdae. I know some people don’t believe in this, but I DO believe platonic relationships are possible between genders. It was platonic to me. We met up and ate tempura and drank three bottles of soju between us. (I used to drink three bottles of soju alone and be okay.) We weren’t flirting at all, just talking. I wasn’t feeling drunk. The last thing I remember clearly was being at the izakaya. What I have no memory of is leaving the place, walking from Hongdae to his apartment in Shinchon, what we were doing at his apartment, who initiated sex, most of the sex except two quick flashes of clarity (maybe five seconds each,) me apparently throwing up at some point, putting on my clothes, leaving his apartment, and most of the taxi ride home.

So basically, the way I perceived the night was: I was eating dinner and drinking and talking with him like a friend at the izakaya in Hongdae. I blinked and when I opened my eyes, I was in his apartment in Shinchon, he was on top of me, and we were very clearly in the middle of sex. I blinked again and I was in his bathroom on the floor. Blinked again and he was trying to calm me down telling me everything was okay but I was freaking out for some reason and demanding to go home.

These two experiences back-to-back are extremely concerning and confusing. Saturday I understand because I was pouring way too much vodka in my cup and I drank it in a very short time. Thankfully, I was with friends and even though I woke up with my guy friend in bed with me, I trust him and he obviously took care of me and nothing sexual happened with him. (He often sleeps over at my house when we go out in Itaewon because he lives outside of Seoul.) What happened yesterday is terrifying. I basically had sex with a stranger and I don’t remember it. If it weren’t for those few flashes of memory in between, I would have been at dinner and then suddenly woke up in my bed with inexplicable pain.

After these two incidents, I’m at the point where I don’t feel like I can trust myself with alcohol anymore. One and a half bottles of soju should not result in a five or six hour blackout. Also, I don’t know what I’m like when I’m drunk now. I have no idea who initiated kissing or sex last night. I wasn’t even into him from what I can remember. I have no idea what I said. I have no idea what I did. I’ve never done or been interested in any kind of drugs because I don’t like the idea of not being able to control myself and that’s what alcohol has done to me now.

I don’t know if this is just a temporary thing or because I lost my tolerance while I was in the US not drinking, or because I don’t really eat enough food beforehand, or because I’ve gotten older… But it’s super scary and I think I need to take quite a break from drinking.

Has anyone experienced anything similar to this? Or has advice or…?


‘Signal’ English Lyrics

Trying to let you know
Sending you a sign, sending a signal
I must let you know
Send you a sign, send a signal

Sending you a sign, sending a signal
Sending you a sign, sending a signal
Sending you a sign, sending a signal
I must let you know

Sending you a sign, sending a signal
But it won’t go through
Giving you a look, trying to make you notice
But you don’t get it
I’m so frustrated, going crazy
I don’t know why this is happening
I’ll gather up my strength once more and
Send you a sign, send a signal

My looks, my gestures, all my facial expressions
There’s no use, nothing works
You have no tact at all
How much more can I express my feelings?

From some point, I started liking you
You fool
Why don’t you know my heart?
When are you going to stop being so dumb
And only treat me as a friend?
Cuz that’s not what I want

Sending you a sign, sending a signal
Electric electric electric electric
I want you, I want you
But why aren’t you reacting?
Every time we meet, with all my heart
Electric electric electric electric
I’m waiting, you can see everything
But why don’t you know?

Trying to let you know
Sending you a sign, sending a signal
I must let you know
Send you a sign, send a signal

If I look at you and smile, you should know
I’ve already looked at you and smiled so many times today
If I keep talking to you, you should feel it
I keep staying by your side

From some point, I started liking you
You fool
Why don’t you know my heart?
When are you going to stop being so dumb
And only treat me as a friend?
Cuz that’s not what I want

Sending you a sign, sending a signal
Electric electric electric electric
I want you, I want you
But why aren’t you reacting?
Every time we meet, with all my heart
Electric electric electric electric
I’m waiting, you can see everything
But why don’t you know?

Electric electric electric electric
Why aren’t you reacting?
Electric electric electric electric
Why don’t you know?

Sending you a sign, sending a signal
But it won’t go through
Giving you a look, trying to make you notice
But you don’t get it
I’m so frustrated, going crazy
I don’t know why this is happening
I’ll gather up my strength once more and
Send you a sign, send a signal

anonymous asked:

Hey I noticed that when Henry wakes up at the start of Chapter 2, his vision is partially obscured by a border of ink for a few moments, just like when he's nearly overwhelmed by the Searchers, any thoughts on that? He's in a room that is completely free of ink except for the circle (which is likely long dry by the time he drops in), and the only ink leak is in the collapsed hallway.

Yeah, I’ve noticed that. Not 100% sure, but I think it could just be an effect from the visions - considering he’s in a pentagram and Bendy’s a demon coupled with the specific things he sees, and I’d wager those visions were from Bendy himself, which could have caused the excess ink.

Falling Again, Chapter 7

Robert has a much needed conversation and confronts Aaron about being ignored.

Aaron had kept to himself, but he hated it. Staying away from Vic and Adam was awful, and they were starting to notice something was up. More than that, he missed Robert - missed his company and his arrogant smile. His heart leapt at every corner, thinking maybe he’d run into Robert and it would force them into a conversation, hoping that maybe Robert felt a sliver of what he did, but he knew it was no good. Robert would never want him, had even told him so over and over again, but he couldn’t help hoping that something would happen - so staying away was the safest bet, the easiest way to ensure that he didn’t get hurt.

Vic and Adam roped him into lunch at the pub and Aaron had said yes, glad to spend some time with them when Robert walked into the pub. Aaron suddenly became more aware of himself, sitting up straighter, trying not to let his eyes linger on Robert’s gorgeous frame. Vic waved him over and Aaron kept his eyes firmly on his pint, lip caught between his teeth as a reminder. Robert shot him a confused glance but he kept his eyes down, hoping his lack of response would get the message across.

Explicit, 7/11, AU - canon divergent, mutual pining, fluff and angst

anonymous asked:

I adore Gabriel. He's just so cute, and sweet. And I can't get enough of him.

Gabriel:  This is it guys, the last Ask!  Fitting it should be about me, don’t you think, Megs?  *looks up and notices he’s alone*  Megs?

Me:  *from somewhere below*  I’m out here.

Gabriel:  *starts heading toward the deck*  You know, it says I’m adored, that I’m cute and sweet and they can’t get enough of me, and, technically, if we’re giving the people what they want, then they clearly are saying they want more of – *reaches the edge and looks down*  What are you doing?

Me:  Gavin fell off the deck.  I’m checking him over to make sure he’s alright.

Gabriel:  … I don’t think there’s anything wrong with his ass.

Me:  No there certainly isn’t.  

Gabriel:  *rolls his eyes*  Well, it’s been a blast, folks.  I hope you’ll come visit us again over at our new place.  Especially a few certain special individuals who know who they are *winks* 

Me:  Thanks for coming everyone.  You’ve all been amazing!  See you at our new place later this week!

So today started out dumb, but this afternoon was AWESOME.

I’m on the porch attempting to construct a railing for the stairs when I notice a weird noise. Like, a kind of droning or buzzing? And it’s getting loud. So I investigate. It’s coming from the neighbor’s yard. 

It is a metric fuckton of bees. I have never seen so many bees in my life. It is a fucking swarm of bees, and I have been reading about bees because I got a wild hair a few weeks back about wanting a hive of my own, but haven’t yet convinced Husbandthing, and there is suddenly a SWARMING HERD OF WILD HONEYBEES IN THE NEIGHBOR’S YARD.

I see postings on the neighborhood page all the time for feral swarm collection, but I also know the guy in the house across the alley just set up a hive. “Hey I think your hive escaped,” I text him. 

He calls me back about three minutes later. Turns out, the swarm he was supposed to get never came; the company went out of business and his order got cancelled, and he’d found out HALF AN HOUR AGO. And he says he’s got a friend who is a professional beekeeper, and he’s going to go pick her up and would it be okay if they came and got this swarm please please please?

So Bee Neighbor and Professional Beekeeper show up and immediately don bee suits. Apparently there is fierce competition for feral swarms, and the swarm in the neighbor’s tree is HUGE, and also twenty feet off the ground, and Bee Neighbor wants them very badly. 

The tree the bees are in is in a yard belonging to neither of us, so we go knock on the door, but there’s no answer. I knock on the house adjacent to it, but that guy’s not home either. Finally, I text the neighbor on the other side of me to see if he’s got contact info for the property owner, who is incredibly shy and in three years has never made eye contact. No luck. 

So…we trespass. We get my extension ladder, and Bee Neighbor climbs the tree while Professional Beekeeper stands on the ladder and walks him through the swarm collection. Turns out, you just shake the swarm into a box, and as long as the queen makes it into the box, the rest of the swarm will eventually follow. Bee Neighbor has never collected a swarm before (this is, in fact, his very first swarm of bees ever) and it takes the two of them the better part of an hour in the tree trying to shake the swarm into the box. 

Bees eventually get into the box. Bee Neighbor gets out of the tree without dying, and Professional Beekeeper examines the swarm and makes pleased noises. At this point, the box is the neighbor’s driveway, and about two thirds of the swarm is still milling around the box all confused. Since the neighbor isn’t home and we can’t contact him, he risks coming and parking right in the middle of a huge cloud of bees. Professional Beekeeper doesn’t want to move the box too far away, because we risk the milling bees losing the queen’s scent and never going into the box. An equidistant point between the current location and Bee Neighbor’s yard is the top of my recycling bin. 

So they put the box of bees on my recycling bin, and I text Husbandthing.

Now I have a box of bees that I am babysitting. They’re being all lazy and dopey and bumbling around. I think I might be in love. Bee Neighbor will pick the box up later tonight and put them in his hive, and then the bees will be MY neighbors too!!




Thank you so much for the support! I’m honestly happy that this many people are interested in this blog! Running it has been a fun ride from the very beginning, and I don’t see it ending anytime soon. Also, I reached a moment right now in which I feel like I’m breaking through with my art style and process, and getting closer to what I want to do – so all the more reason to celebrate!!

- Mod

Update: now with a canon!Katsuki edit (x)


#bouncing together to the rhythm

maybe i’m asking for too much but if “it devours” also manages to tell us how carlos fell in love with cecil from his own point of view i will literally leave this plane of existence and subsequently reach nirvana

Mystic Messenger Shitty List of Blogs [20.05.2017]

Okkay! I hope it’s at least a bit useful! Here some basic info:

  • Mind that I don’t know all the blogs that exist, no one sent me any links so I assumed that you trust me lol.
  • Some blogs I may have not included because they’re no longer active (max 2 weeks since the last update).
  • I also tend to avoid blogs that reblog much much much more than post their own stuff, keep that in mind as well~
  • The blogs may include other fandoms/kind of content as well! The list may include SFW blogs along with NSFW. No one forces you to follow a thing, but if you click the link and see… well, things… I’m sorry but innocent;;

Scenario/Headcanon/such blogs:

@yandereshit (of course XD)
@mysmegifscenarios (as the title says!)

Art blogs:


Roleplay blogs:



MysMe AU week: @rfaauweek
MysMe Vanderweek ♥: @vanderweek
Spam Bot What: @mysticmessengerspambot
Quotes: @mysticmessengerincorrectquotes
Official Cheritz blog: @cheritzteam

hey villainous fans!

i know everyones been super into the show lately & it’s really exciting how big the fandoms gotten all of a sudden. but i’ve been noticing a ton of n/sfw content in the main tag lately, and i’m a bit worried esp since it is still technically a kids show.

would it be cool if we all started using #villainsfw for n/sfw content instead of the main #villainous tag from now on? signal boosts would be much appreciated!!

Magick for Spring Time

❁ Do a ‘spring cleaning’ by cleaning and cleansing your whole house.  

❁ Do a ritual to welcome spring. 

❁ Begin devoting your time to learning, reading, and writing about your craft.  

❁ Use divination to determine your goals and outcomes for the year. 

❁ Start your seeds inside.

❁ Spoil your houseplants by watering them, fertilizing them, and talking to             them. Add crystals to their pots. 

❁ Spend time outside noticing signs of springs return. 

❁ Change your altar to correspond with spring. 

❁ Collect rain water from spring showers.

❁ Collect flower blossoms to dry and press for your spells and grimoire.

❁ Collect spring stream water.

❁ Meditate in the greening grass.

❁ De-clutter your home to bring forth fresh, new energies.

❁ Plant wild flowers for the bees.

I meant to post this sooner but life seems to have gotten in the way. 

May the moon light your path!
Moonlight Academy