i'm so original and inspired

ok but at the start, they seriously told us with visuals who would pilot the lions, other than their designated pilots………………….

pidge and hunk are the only ones for green and yellow….

we don’t see a mini blue lion or learn anything about what it looks for in a paladin because lance interrupts, but we only get shots of allura and lance while the blue lion is being discussed….. allura goes on to pilot blue.

the red lion is in between keith and lance…. lance pilots red at the current time. this makes the shot of the black lion and who is shown with it very intriguing….

shiro is there, of course… then keith, his head completely in the frame. he’s now piloting black. then — barely there but there, nonetheless — there’s lance.

Friendly reminder that trans boys are still boys even if they are feminine, dye their hair with bright colors, call themselves boys instead of men, wear pastel colored clothes, and don’t give in to toxic masculinity and gender roles

Friendly reminder that feminine trans mlm are mlm and NOT girls fetishizing mlm relationships

Friendly reminder that feminine trans boys and feminine trans mlm are valid and are welcome in our community


I think I overdid this

Oh my god what I have done


when nursey goes home for the summer, he gets p bored alone in the penthouse when his parents go on business trips, so he gets himself The Sims 4 to entertain himself. at first it’s all very normal- he makes a sim and plays its life, kills it a few times. then he’s texting dex one day and he gets inspired- he makes a sim dex. he texts dex a picture of the finished sim- red hair, freckles, flannel- all proud of himself and dex sends back a ‘haha nice’ in a very jack fashion.

it should have ended there. it didn’t.

nursey moves dex into a nice little starter house, cheats to get his handiness skill way up, and puts him into a sports career. he makes money and fixes up the house. dex starts aging a bit more so nursey decides to get him a significant other to start a family with. but who is good enough for this buff, handy, slightly surly sim dex? well, only a sim nursey of course.

by the end of the summer, nursey has created his and dex’s life together and they’re old men with three kids, five grandkids, and a log cabin with a garden. he has no idea how he’s going to face dex at the start of school.



I redrew the very first finished digital art I posted on this blog! 7 months can make a world of difference, huh?


Medli of the Earth

Fell in love with her the moment I saw her.  So of course, I had to draw her.

At first, I also want to make a Heart Pirates origin doujin for the last Shonen Jump only event in my place last April, but in the end I decided to go with the lawlu one because the concept was already near completed compare to the HP origin one. Still want to make a comic about HP origin sometimes though….

Aaahhhh there are too many doujin plot bunnies I’m actually confused on which one should I bring to life @__@

anonymous asked:

Honestly if pyro turns out to be anything other than a sentient giant balloonicorn I'm gonna be low key disappointed

Now that is a truly magical headcanon I could believe in.

A Smart Woman

Katherine Poindexter is a smart woman. She did well in school and even went to more school after high school ended, which got her the managing job in the factory that puts food on her table. She knew when one of her boys was lying to her about going out or having done their homework. She can do complex mathematics at the drop of a hat. She’s the only one who ever remembers to bring napkins to the picnics. She is a smart woman.

Which is why it’s such a shock when Will tells them that he likes boys. She thought she knew her son, everything about her son. She knew that he had broken the vase even when his older brother tried to take credit for it. She knew that he had wanted to play hockey even when he told them that it was needless, and too expensive anyway. She knew that he had wanted to go to Samwell when his brother had been insisting on Dartmouth. She knew him, inside and out, and now she learns that that wasn’t exactly true.

It’s… not strange, but different. Her son likes boys. He’s bisexual. The word had been foreign to her, as the only thing she’d ever been told about was gay, and she’d known when Will said it that it meant he liked boys but she hadn’t known exactly until she looked it up after Will and John and the rest of the house had gone to bed. She wasn’t upset about it, she didn’t think. She still loved him fiercely (it wasn’t anything like her cousin Sharon, who said she hated her daughter after Sharon had caught her kissing another girl) and she didn’t want to change him for anything.

But. Well. John had taken to it so easily. John had hugged Will right away, telling Will that he was proud of him for telling them. John bought books on having LGBT+ kids that he read after coming home from work, sitting next to her in bed with his reading glasses and the light on late into the night. He had offered them to her when he was done, but she hadn’t taken him up on it yet. John had yelled at his own brother at the last Poindexter family cookout for using “gay” like an insult.

Everything came so easy for John, while Katherine was in the background, faltering. She didn’t know what to say, or if she should even say anything. She wondered over the past eighteen years, searching for any moment that she might have said something untoward or hurtful, and wondering if that had affected Will at all. She scoured the Bible for anything that mentioned homosexuality and talked to their priest about it on her way home from work one day, looking for any kind of answer. She-she was scared for her son, she realized after months of feeling confused.

Scared not for his soul and eternal damnation and such (as there were several things she and The Church disagreed on) but for his life after Samwell. She knew it was an inclusive school, and that Will would be safe there, but what about afterwards? Would he be discriminated against? Would he be safe? Of course the world was coming to its senses and realizing that people are people no matter what, but it wasn’t nearly quick enough for Kathy’s liking. She walked to the laundromat and heard boys using slurs against one another; she read stories of boys beaten up for falling in love; she watched the hockey game on the couch next to her husband and saw a grown man use a slur, and wondered if Will had to endure that same thing.

She was also scared, she realized, that she’d say something or do something to make Will feel unsafe. She had grown up in a house where those kinds of things weren’t spoken about, or if they were, it was with malice. Her grandfather had spouted bigotry until the day he died. What if Will brought a boy home and she made him feel uncomfortable? What if she pushed him away forever because she couldn’t comes to term with the fact that her son loved a boy? What if she was a bigot?

John tells her that of course she isn’t a bigot, but she isn’t so sure. She doesn’t know anything about the LGBT+ community or having a son that likes boys. For the first time in her life, she doesn’t feel like a smart woman.

So she does what she did back in high school when she didn’t understand; she learns. She borrows John’s books, for one. Then she scours the internet for sources and stumbles upon a chat room for parents of LGBT+ kids. She finds something called PFLAG Portland and drives all the way there to sit and listen and sometimes share. She learns and she learns and she learns until she is so educated it’s ridiculous and she feels- if not content with her knowledge, comfortable with it.

And when Will finally does bring home that boy, she beams at them both and it feels like one of the most honest things she’s ever done.

how long do i have to wait
and how many sleepless nights do i have to spend
to see you, to meet you
⤿ for @ohime-sxma


Afterlife moodboards

Elvira // Avery

I drew this little shit during the stream :3c I might do more sketches like this? They’re really fun! 


Hello darkness my old friend…
So this happened.. On one side we have part of the bee movie script on the other we don’t.

Like A Dream (Part 4)

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: On the set of BTS’ music video, getting to see the boys in action, and bonding more with the boys as well. Also making a new friend. 

Word Count: 7.1K

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3


You found yourself being nudged awake by an amused Yoongi who’s shoulder you had unknowingly fallen asleep on. Immediately, you sat up, apologizing in embarrassment. But he merely shook his head and told you he didn’t mind. “We’re here.” He informed you before opening the van door and exiting the car.

In the time it had taken to drive to the set, the sun had gone down and the sky had gone completely dark. The moon was full in the sky, providing a surprising amount of light amongst the stars that could be seen. Your phone read just after 9 pm, so a couple hours since BTS had picked you up from the shopping center.

The set seemed to be several abandoned, run-down buildings in an urban sort of area. Some of the buildings were open and roofless, only having two or three side as if construction had never been finished, or walls had been knocked down. Lighting and filming equipment was everywhere along with set pieces and props. Some of it looked like it belonged, blending into the environment so well it made you wonder if it had already been there and the crew merely decided to utilize it for the video.

As the rest of the members piled out of the van, staff and crew bustled all around, prepping for the video shoot. As they passed, several gave you curious and seemingly judgmental stares. Or, at least, they seemed that way in your head. Instinctively, you started to take a few steps backward in an attempt to hide away from the inquisitive looks. Before you could take more than a single step, there were two warm hands on your back.

“Are you OK, Noona?” Jimin asked from your left, patting your back lightly before pulling his hand away.

“Um… yeah. I’m fine.” You muttered, pushing your anxiety to the back of your mind. The other hand on your lower back lingered and before even looking over, you know who it belonged to. Yoongi said nothing, but kept his hand on your back reassuringly for a few moments more before hesitantly dropping it back down.

It was still strange to you that Yoongi showed any interest or care for you. People showing interest was mostly a foreign concept to you, in general. The rapper’s actions were starting to surprise you less and less, though, and you almost began to anticipate them. Whether that was a good thing or not, you weren’t too sure. But, for now, it filled you with warmth and comfort.

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the youngmore girls

1) ELIZA - the secret ingredient to her afternoon tea is blood/ ballerina slippers around the house/ her hair smells like incense and leaves wet from the rain/ scars weave her arms like rose vines/ she lies to herself in the night

2) OPHELIA - the warbler/ hates the sound of her own voice/ pills swapped under tables in classrooms and cold gazes into bathroom mirrors/ heels sharp as the bared fang/ cavity teeth/ dreams of sex and revolution/ lips that taste of cherry wine

3) SUN - kisses light as moth wings/ quiet as an abandoned underground railway/ haunted by a past scalding her heart like a fatal flame/ takes too much sugar in her coffee/ slips into her subconscious like a fly through a web that’s five seconds from detonation 

4) YASMINA - reeks of alcohol and disbelief/ leaves lipstick prints on tissues/ death is the only god she knows to be true/ paints protective sigils onto her sisters’ cheeks/ hates most people and the notion of romance

5) ASTER - firmly believes every fairytale she’s ever read/ flirts with the rain/ apricots in the morning/ cherry apple cheeks/ makes wild blossoms grow in people’s chests/ innocent as the flittering bee/ when she dances for the moon, the moon dances back

Witchtober 2017 // Day 13: Plague Witch // fineliner + Stabilo // prompt list

Inktober is almost over but I didn’t have a chance to scan my drawings until now. So starting now, I’m going to be posting my personal favorites in a random order, probably once a day!

★ butterflies & hurricanes

Verse: Modern AU || ongoing 
Pairing: Cullen x Alistair
: Cullen’s forgotten what it feels like to let people in. He’s lived a mundane life by choice, ever since he left the Armed Forces, a daily routine his friends vow to change. One of them does, and a well-crafted dating profile later, Cullen accidentally stumbles upon Alistair, a breath of fresh air he never suspected could spin his carefully shielded world upside down—let alone his heart.

Note: extremely self-indulgent. ridiculously fluffy. lots of text interludes between chapters (all snapchats drawn by @froschkuss ♥). extra cheese. dogs. eventual, naughty shenanigans. ideas and inspiration fueled by @starshipsorceress