i've always been in love with you

so if there’s one single trope i’m always down to fight it’s the animal bride (folklore motif 402??) which a lot of you are probably familiar with as the selkie - the fisherman either falls in love, steals her skin to trap her on land/gain power over her, or they fall in love and THEN he steals her skin to keep her from leaving, and either way she spends a lot of time gazing sadly out to sea and then she or her child finds the skin and never returns again.
and that’s awful on a whole lot of levels - it’s not love, it’s control.

BUT. but the thing is. you how selkies/seal women was a pretty common variation of this? another really popular one was swans.

i just want you to think about that for a moment. swans. like…I get it, they’re pretty, graceful birds, certainly it’s easy to imagine them magically becoming pretty graceful ladies? but have you ever fought a swan. swans are awful. swans are the devil’s geese. imagine seeing a pretty magic lady and being absolutely enchanted by her, and stealing her magic feather cloak, and then you go up and say ‘hey i’m in love with you, let me make you my queen, it will be great, we’ll be so happy’ and she just looks at you for a moment and…

you know i was going to say maybe she just shouts for her sisters and suddenly you’re realizing you’ve made a terrible terrible mistake bc you’re surrounded by big fucking birds who are all hissing. but honestly if this swan lady is as aggressively down to brawl as any other generally unhappy swan, then she’d straight up fuck you up on her own. she’d just deck you roundhouse, honestly. you don’t fuck with swans. why does this trope exist

Looking back on 2016, I’m very glad that I was dragged into Mystic Messenger hell towards the later part of the year. I was able to somehow stick and develop an art style that I really had fun with. I love splashing colors and details around, and I’m glad it fits so well with the crack comics I’ve always been wanting to do. On another note, people say I also look like my art ((im guessing it’s mostly the meme faces maybe HAHA ♥))

I’m very delighted and honored to be able to make you all happier with my art ^__^ Thank you so much for all your support ♥ I hope you will continue supporting me for the next year as well! Happy New Year, everyone, and stay safe!

Some thoughts under the cut to keep things short ♥

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it has been one of the greatest and most difficult years of my life. i learned everything is temporary. moments. feelings. people. flowers. i learned love is about giving- everything- and letting it hurt. i learned vulnerability is always the right choice because it is easy to be cold in a world that makes it so very difficult to remain soft. i learned all things come in twos: life and death, pain and joy, sugar and salt, me and you. it is the balance of the universe. it has been the year of hurting so bad but living so good, making friends out of strangers, making strangers out of friends, learning [sweet tea] will fix just about everything and for the pains it can’t, there will always be my mother’s arms. We must learn to focus on warm energy, always. soak our limbs in it and become better lovers to the world, for if we can’t learn to be kinder to each other how will we ever learn to be kinder to the most desperate parts of ourselves.
—  rupi kaur

Matt said yes guys, what a surprise, wow.

(Oldest post is here, and here’s the first content for the ship. I don’t know who picked the name “Techienician”, please tell me if you know! I’d love to credit them here :D).

We’re not the only ones
I don’t regret a thing
Every word I’ve said
You know I’ll always mean
It is the world to me
That you are in my life
But I want to live
And not just survive

That’s why I can’t love you in the dark
It feels like we’re oceans apart
There is so much space between us
Maybe we’re already defeated

Cause  everything changed me
And I don’t think you can save me

Just been obsessed with this song (love you in the dark by adele) since it came out. (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ 

I’m so happy about the “Keith is actually a very happy person inside” thing bc like, it has always been my headcanon that he just doesn’t vary his tone/expression much but he isn’t actually a grump & that if you see him staring off into space he is not brooding he’s just thinking about how the plot of Frozen makes no sense or how weird it is that there are so many different types of sand.


Farkle: I’ve been in love with Riley since the first grade.

WatchRiley is within five feet of you
Riley: Hey, that’s my voice!
Farkle: Yeah, I’ve been recording it for years. But don’t worry, I would never take advantage of it.
Watch: I love you, Farkle

Farkle: Of course she loves Rileytown. Of course she’s weird and goofy and     unique. That’s what we all love about her.
Maya: So what’s the problem?
Farkle: Somebody doesn’t.

Riley: You gave me this when you sat with me in the hospital when I had my tonsils out. I lost her and never had the heart to tell you. How did you know?
Farkle: I bought two of them, you know, just in case, you lost the one I gave you.

Lucas: Look up there. I just saw comet fly by.
Farkle: Yeah. My ceiling is a planetarium. But don’t worry Riley. Pluto will always be a planet in my room.


Riarkle + PLANETS (also Sun and Moon) & Sleeping at Last songs quotes

If there’s one thing Avatar taught us, it’s that hope is not stupid, and that fighting for what’s right, for peace and love and acceptance and tolerance, is always worth the challenge.

Don’t stop loving. Please. Don’t stop trying. Please.

This community has its fights, but we need to be here for each other right now.



Coming in 2017.

“Queens County Assistant District Attorney Rodney McKay is abrasive, burnt-out, and has long ago dropped any pretenses of wanting anything more than to put the scum of the earth behind bars.  Detective John Sheppard of the Brooklyn 83 is not too far behind, branded a slacker-cop who chases haphazardly after thugs and murders in a never-ending stream of violence and crime.  The two men know of each other through reputation and the rare cross-borough cases that have come their way, but find themselves too busy cleaning up their respective counties to look much closer.

That all changes when the elusive Augustus Kolya and The Gen Family appear to slip up on cross county charges and land McKay and Sheppard working on the same case from two different angles, desperate to take down the corrupt organization and end a decade of mob rule in the outer boroughs.  But nothing is ever as easy (or as safe) as it looks and when you start to mess with organized crime, you’re bound to be hurt.

Will the two jaded public servants be able to get along (or get together) long enough to formulate a solid case against vast public corruption and bring justice to the long-standing mob?  And will the conniving Chief Kolya let them both get out of this case with their lives?”

I feel like haikyuu is a fandom where the deeper you’re in the more pairings you fall for and you love them more and more and you feel so full of love for these volleyball dorks and their love for each other you wonder if it’s possible to love them even more but you always do

Every inch of you is perfect from the

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Always Interesting

Last evening @whore4batfam​ gave me an amazing head cannon (two in fact), so amazing it demanded a fic. This is pure fluff and I make no apologies for it. Thank you so much Stell for inspiring me with such a lovely head cannon. 

Please enjoy the insanity that comes of Cass, the batfam, and one at home waxing kit. 

Warnings: None

Cass found it on sale, but it wasn’t because of the sale that she bought it. She thought it was interesting. An at home waxing kit when living with four boys would always turn out to be interesting. With her family, she could usually count on even more.

It was a simple kit containing just the sheets needed to do the actual waxing. Cass had grabbed a bottle of lotion to go with it, it never hurt and the scent was delightful. The kit wouldn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out, so Cass did what she did best. She laid a trap for her brothers. It was easy when they were all home, and she timed it as such. Walking in the front door with a bag of new stuff excited interest from them. Cass always brought home interesting things or stories.

Dick was the first off the couch, pausing their racing game, and flipping over the seat to a chorus of irritated grumbles. Pausing always threw everyone off. He hugged her before asking what she’d brought. His question spurned Jason and Tim to look over the edge of the couch, and Cass’s playful secrecy was enough to make them rise. Soon she’d tempted even Damian over, the boy pushing to stand in front of his older brothers, curiosity at his sister in the form of a raised eyebrow and crossed arms.

“So?” Jason voiced everyone’s question in the single word.

Cass pulled the box out with a triumphant swishing away of the bag before presenting it to them. Their silence lasted for a few moments as each one took in the information before them.

“Tt. That’s not so special.” Damian said, trying and failing to hide his disappointment.

Cass let herself grin, she hadn’t expected her youngest brother to recognize the box. She herself wouldn’t have until Steph and Barbara had come into her life. There were few instances Cass could see her sister showing Damian waxing.

“Kid, you’ve obviously got no idea what that is.” Jason said taking the kit from Cass.

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“I’m really scared
My heartbeat higher than ever
Not able to breath
Not able to think
The burning feeling
Of nerves
In my chest
I don’t know where to look
Where do I put my hands?
My body doesn’t belong to me

I’m so afraid
A black heavy tornado
On my chest
Taking my breath
Making me so scared
I want to close my eyes
But I’m afraid of the dark
Go away!
I want to scream
But I’m afraid
Of the loud noise it’ll make

I’m terrified
Everything goes on
Everyone passes
But I’m standing
Staying where I am
Around me everyone
And I’m standing still
Right where I am

It terrifies me
The big black tornado
That’s called
The world
Spins around me
Too fast
Too fast
Why doesn’t it stop?
Please stop spinning
I’m so afraid

My face is wet
I’m crying
I sit on the ground
Knees to my face
Arms around my legs
A little scared bundel of sadness

I don’t know how to handle life
Everything goes on
We never ever stand still
I know everything
But no one listens

Inside me
I have a tornado
It’s big and black and spinning
I carry the world around
And I call it my soul.”


These are all individual poems, but together they’re a poem too.

The moon loved the sun;
That’s how the story goes.
But the universe cares not for star-crossed loves
And the story ends as it began:   
The moon loved the sun.
—  but love is not always enough // p.s.