i'm too short lol

Ok ok hear me out:

Smol Link with his tol boyfriend Sidon

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Smol Zelda with her tol girlfriend Urbosa

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Fired! After years… years of hard work. And ass kissing. Oh God, I kissed so many different kinds of asses.

@dgraymanweek Day 1 || The Voice of Darkness
• OPTION A: OPENING/ENDING
• OPTION B: MANGA/ANIME 2006 OR ANIME 2016

Who remembers those little D.Gray-Academy shorts from the 2006 anime aha

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Heyo to all you lovely people!!
As written in the lil’ title up there, I want to give a positive message to the people within the Ajin fandom! I’ve personally been a huge fan of ajin for a very long time, and seen the fandom grow a lot! And despite it growing bigger and bigger, it’s nice to see that there’s still a positive vibe within the fandom itself.

I personally haven’t seen any big ‘wars’ or anything of the sorts myself, and while people might have different oppinions or ideas about; what to ship, what is canon and non-canon or other things, I’ve seen a lovely side of the fandom where it’s a friendly place to be, with amazing people to talk to and share oppinions with. And I’m proud to be in such a fandom!!
As said, we might dissagree on perspectives here and there, but that’s natural! I’m amazed to see how well things have turned out in the big picture, and how it’s not stopping anyone from creating bonds with others and share ideas!
Of course there’s negativity out there, but i’m glad it’s not stopping the rest of the positivity.

It might seem a bit random of me to say all this ‘out of nowhere’, but it’s just so nice to be greeted by such a friendly atmosphere. //Despite the show oddly enough being rather dark//  So I wanted to take the time to say how proud I am of all of you guys out there, and how amazing it is to see the such nice people out there.

I’ve seen so many amazing people, who help to make the fandom such a great place to be! And even if you don’t post a lot or not at all, it’s still nice to know that there’s this lingering joy still around! I’m always happy when I see, amazing art, stories, theories or just general ideas, and all of this is thanks to everyone just being so amazing! I really admire this fandom, and I couldn’t be happier about how things are.

Also on a personal note, I really want to thank @omg-satou & @origami10 for being so SO amazing! You guys we’re basically the first people I started talking to when started I looking futher into the fandom itself, and I personally wanna thank you guys so much! You really made me grow as a person not only to be more confident, but also made me actually feel like I was a part of a fandom! -Which was new to me because I was always just the very shy blogger, who didn’t dare to talk to others at all! So I hope i’m not being totally cringy for saying all this, but I really admire you guys and just wanted you to know how much I appriciate what you’ve done for me. ((=^w^=))

But to everyone out there;
stay awesome and I hope you have a lovely day~
((=^o^=))/

DannyMay, Day Eighteen “Green/Nature”


“Green”

There was ectoplasm everywhere, the green fluid dripping on the walls, pooling on the floor, staining the lab equipment, the beakers, and almost everything that could be touched and was not resguarded.

Danny lay on the floor, on his human form, covered with the green fluid, Sam sat on a wall, next to the portal, and Tucker was kneeling, trying to get up, supportng his weight on the metallic table next to him, a pained expression on his face, this was his fault…

“Yuck!” Danny said, sitting on his place and cleaning his face from the ectoplasm. “That’s gonna leave a stain…” He added, looking at his ruined t-shirt.

“What part of ‘It’s a Fenton prototype’ didn’t you understand?!” Yelled Sam, tsaking off the green substance from her black hair. “But nooo, the techno geek could handle it!”

“Sorry! Sorry! I just wanted to know what it does!” The assaulted geek excused himself, finally standing straigh, and cleaning his glasses with the clean part of his sweater.

“Next time, let’s wait for them to try to use it against me, ok? At least they’ll make sure to let me know they are attacking.” The halfa grouled at his careless best friend. “By the way, you are cleaning this.”

yesterday (sorry for the late update I was exhausted last night) was the birthday party for my boyfriend’s little brother and sister (no they’re not twins their birthdays are just the same week so they had a joint party). I was so nervous omg cause his mom invited like 50+ people but it was actually pretty fun! his siblings were cute cause they were so excited omg (especially the little brother). my bf went around introducing me to all the people there that he liked which was sweet (later his mom told me that someone had told her that I was pretty; my bf was just like “who told you that lie” lol). anyway it was at chuck e cheese which was lowkey really overwhelming but when we were moving around my bf would reach behind himself to hold my hand which I love. we got there like an hour late (he had to work) but the part we were there for was cool we took his sister around playing games I haven’t been to chuck e cheese in like over ten years lol. he haaates taking pictures but I really wanted a cute one to remember the day so he took a bunch of selfies with me that he posted all over his snapchat story but then he was like “omg I think I just made us public” which just yes lol but I really liked it. anyway after there was another party but he and I didn’t go we picked up some tacos and went to his house and watched a movie but he lowkey fell asleep and I wasn’t paying attention cause it was confusing so we ended up just cuddling until his family came home and the siblings opened their presents. they were sooo excited omg his brother didn’t hug me so much as throw his entire body onto mine and then run around showing off his new stuff. (sidenote: he made me drive home and I was really overwhelmed and ending up crying omfg I hate driving but then he told me that I hadn’t actually done a bad job and shit I just had to learn). overall a nice night he was really sweet that day

anonymous asked:

i remember when i entered middle school and my 5th grade crush went to a different school. halfway thru 6th grade, i was tired of not having a crush, so i started cycling thru all the boys that i knew and weighing the pros and cons of each of them lmao. then i was like man :/ if i could date girls or something then i would have more options :/ too bad i'm not a boy :/ long story short im bi now lol

beautiful story

A Small Gift

“Close your eyes,” Yona says, and though he feels the need to roll them instead because of the cliché-ness of this whole set-up, he abandons his tease and obeys. As soon as his lids shut he feels his heartbeat quicken slightly, a sense of excitement overcoming him. It’s not that he’s never received a birthday gift before, but he’s never received one from her in this way. He has no idea what she could have gotten him, but she made a big deal about calling him outside and making sure they were alone. 

“D-Don’t open them, okay!”

“Yeah, yeah,” he mutters in return, slightly amused by the flustered sound of her voice.

“I… I mean it, Hak. Please.

Taken aback now by her quiet whisper, he feels himself become uncertain. “Princess, I promise, okay? Is everything alri-”

He’s interrupted when something soft suddenly touches his lips.

On instinct he jerks away immediately, a shocked breath leaving him as he barely resists the urge to open his eyes. He can’t seem to process what’s happening, thoughts moving too wildly to be coherent in any way. He doesn’t want to believe that what just occurred did, yet…

Yona’s hands come up to lightly cup his cheeks and his heart slams against his chest as she leans back in and kisses him once more. He feels like he can’t breathe, can’t think, can’t react, too lost in a sea of her presence and taste and smell, and heavens above he’s never desired anything more than this. It makes him want to reach out and touch her, but he’s not sure if that’s appropriate, so he leaves his hands by his side, content to let her do whatever she likes. He’s hers. 

He only realises that he’s forgotten to breathe when she pulls back and he gasps a quick breath. He opens his mouth to speak, but before he can he feels her lips graze his jaw, the motion twisting his gut in a horribly pleasant way.

Princess…

“Happy Birthday Hak,” she whispers, and then she’s gone from his side, leaving him flushed and in a state of absolute euphoria. 


Happy Birthday Hak - August 9th

Told ya there’d be a part II

Part I

For @francis-the-fuckface (help on your exams, lol)


Allistor leaned back in his chair, the two front legs leaving the ground as he rocked himself back and forth. He raised a single thick eyebrow at the sight of his cousin in front of him, who was pacing and shaking her hands out.

Eventually he pushed forward and landed all four legs of the chair on the ground, leaning on his knees and staring at the redhead before him. “You’ll wear a rut in the floor before yeh feel calm.”

Ava glared at him and took another step forward just to spite him. “That doesn’t help me. At all.”

“C’mon, it’s just an interview.” His eyes followed her for a few more steps. “You’ll get yer hair mussed if yeh keep doin’ that.”

She paused. “Lars told me my temper would get me kicked out of all law firms.”

Allistor nodded sagely then snorted. “Lars doesn’t matter. He’s the competition, anyway. Beat him into next week, Av.”

She took a deep breath and straightened herself out, swiping all of the wrinkles out of her suit and pushing her shoulders back. “I got this.”

“Absolutely.” Allistor confirmed, eyes wandering around the room. His gaze landed on the clock and he narrowed his eyes at it, unsure why an uneasy feeling was creeping through him.

Ava glanced his way. “Don’cha have a shift right about now?”

A streak of panic shot through Allistor like a bullet. “Shit!” He scrambled to his feet and alighted out the door, oblivious to his cousin’s soft laughter and more relaxed stature.

He sprinted to the tea cafe, taking a glance at his watch every so often and muttering a slew of curses under his breath. A woman shot him a glare at his dirty mouth but he paid her no mind, too busy looking between the minute hand on his watch and the approaching sign of Britannia’s Tea Café.

He swung around a pole and darted into the building, ignoring the man - who had yelped out a swear word - he had passed on the way in. Allistor stumbled into the back room and spread out his arms. “Not late!”

“No.” Astrid, the old woman who owned the cafe, hummed lowly. “Not quite.” She looked him up and down with a sharp eye. “Get changed and take the front. Ava is not coming in, I presume?”

“No, miss.” Allistor said instinctively. He was not a polite person by nature. In fact, he normally went out of his way to be impolite, just to see reactions (and out of spite). However, Astrid was a woman of great presence and grace, and deserved everyone’s respect and more.

She was also scary as hell, and one of the very few people that Allistor was genuinely scared of. Wait- make that the only person.

Nobody crossed Astrid. Those who did… well. Allistor didn’t know what had come of them. He had never seen them again.

“Sorry fer the wait, we’re low on staff right now,” Allistor said with the cheeriest voice he could manage. He hated working up front, and Astrid knew this. However, when he saw the first person in line his brain restarted.

“Oh, hello,” he said much smoother, leaning against the counter for extra effect. “And what can I get fer yeh today?”

The man with the vibrant green eyes was not impressed. “Just an Earl Grey, if you please.”

Allistor’s intrigued eyebrows dropped flat. Earl Grey? The most generic tea there ever was?

“One Earl Grey, coming right up. To go or fer here?” He straightened out. Perhaps there was some redeeming quality about this man. He did like tea, after all.

The man was quiet, gazing around the cafe. There were two other customers, the two engaged in their own life and conversation to be bothered by what was happening up front. It was quiet and the musty smell of tea leaves filled the relaxed atmosphere.

“To go or fer here?” Allistor asked again, annoyance seeping into his tone. One of his hands involuntarily came up to rest on his hip.

The man started. “Oh, for here.” He fidgeted where he stood, seeming to be stuck between two decisions.

Allistor paused in the midst of pouring water and he set the pitcher down lightly, carefully wording his next sentence. “Is there something else yeh need?”

His green eyes flickered between a table and Allistor’s gaze. “Er, not particularly. Only- well, I was wondering- er, what’s your favorite type of music?” He finally blurted out.

“Eh…” Allistor blinked a few times, caught off guard with the random question. “At the moment I’m partial to folk.”

He nodded once then turned on his heel to slump into the same chair he had been in a week or so before, pulling his laptop out of his bag and setting it onto the table, plugging some headphones in and sticking them in his ears. Allistor watched him with a smirk on his face and finished fixing the man’s drink. Whoever he was, he certainly was interesting.

anonymous asked:

Excuse you miss you are actually the prettiest !! Your hair colour is awesome T_T I would like to have lavender hair sooo much but i actually can't (i am now a baby judge and i don't think it would be well perceived) so i'll live vicariously through your gorgeous hair <3 Also what kind of magic foundation/bb cream do you use because your skin looks amazing ?! Also I re-read Inc and I still laughed as hard as the 1st time (just like watching an actual episode of the office :'')) Hug to you <3

Ah thanks man! Actually, so I totally work in a professional environment too, and before the interview, I stopped toning my hair with purple thus letting it go blonde, and now I’ve been slowly gradually toning it back… Absolutely waiting for someone to say something to me about it…. but lol yes I imagine that for a (baby) judge (badass btw)… that probably would not fly……

And let me tell you, I have pretty shitty skin so it has been years of trial and error to find something that works. But yeah right now I prime with Estee Edit pore stick, then apply Maybelline Dream Velvet (i’m no drug store snob, that shit has great consistency and is actually light enough for my skintone) with an oval brush. Then I tap into that some NYX Pore Filler (it’s always worked better for me on top) only on my problem areas then set it all with Physicians Formula pressed mineral powder. The real secret though is that Becca pressed highlighter in Moonstone like… the glow on that…. amazing…. I cannot push that shit enough! Worth every penny!

….. all of this to say…..  I try Really hard and am the fakest bitch. but thank you man!

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anonymous asked:

can you write a scenario where giriboy is caught being really nice to a random girl at a club? and how he would act towards his girlfriend after he got caught

He’s Mine

Originally posted by grboynews


„Do you know where Si young is?“ You asked one of his friends. You have been looking for him for a while now, but you couldn’t find him anywhere. He told you to meet him at the club, but since there was a special event today, the little club was especially packed. His friend pointed to the left and you followed the direction of his fingers with you eyes, just to see your boyfriend sitting at the bar with a girl that you haven’t seen before. You let out a sigh and rolled your eyes. You were used to it. He was a rapper who was pretty known in the underground scene. In addition to that he was also extremely handsome. He had a large amount of female fans, so girls would always approach him in the club. You had no objections of him talking to his fans. But what you hated was how he talked to them. He was always flirting and giving them the impression that he was interested.  You knew that he loved you. He told you plenty of times, but you just couldn’t shake off the weird feeling every time you saw him next to a girl that wasn’t you. And it wasn’t helping either that those girls looked as if they were in the model business. It wasn’t that you didn’t trust him. You trusted him completely. But you felt insecure. 

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