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~Dance with Snow White~

I am so proud of us Ichiruki shippers. We didn’t become canon at the end but we also didn’t just die out and forget about how important ichigo and rukia were for each other. Instead we all came together and showered our ship with all types of arts and fics.  When I see this I cant help but think of rukias speech to ichigo, “Show them, Ichigo! Despair… cannot ever hope to stop you!” and I feel like ichirukis relationship was so powerful that it also influenced and inspired us readers. We are not canon, but we are even stronger than ever.

And now the DWSW trend had been going around and seeing everyone make their own interpretation of it is honestly one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.  We are truly blessed to be in this fandom.  

This is my own interpretation of Dance with Snow White based off the one who started this trend [prettysketch] . This is my first time doing digital art because I wanted to try out new mediums. Also this took me FOREVER to understand since I had no idea what the hell I was doing lmfao.  Hope you like it <3


~Lets Keep this Trend Going Forever

Other incredible artworks; (let me know if i missed yours)

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~~Also dont forget to check out my Ichiruki cake! [Blacksun Whitemoon]

kagehina fic list

my favorite collection of well-written kageyama x hinata works! these range from fluffy to angsty to smutty to everything in between. (mostly fluff tho bc i cant help myself heheh)

  • Height - “I told you, I like your height,” Kageyama says, when he notices. “I like yours, too,” Hinata replies.

  • Pervasion -  Hinata won’t stop wearing Kageyama’s shirts to bed, and it’s becoming a problem.

  • Staring -  In which Kageyama has a staring problem, and Nishinoya crosses his fingers when he makes promises.

  • home is where your heart is set in stone -  “Don’t fall asleep on me.” Kageyama muttered as Hinata curled into his side, awkward with the armrest between them. Hinata nuzzled his face into Kageyama’s neck and hummed quietly. “Stop.” He said, firmer. Hinata didn’t have to look to know that he was scowling. 

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Because of that post (x) so totally for shipimpala ^^

He had a really bad day. Really. It was bad to the point that ‘bad’ wasn’t even giving it the justice. The day was a nightmare. Awful. Nasty. Horrid. Nightmare.

He knew that it wouldn’t be easy from the start. He woke up with this strange feeling, some kind of nausea that filled up his body and cumulated in his head. He proceeded through his morning routine feeling sleepy, almost absent, doing everything a little bit too long. When he finally left home, he stepped into the heavy rain, realizing only then that he forgot his umbrella. The run to the station was a nightmare. The fact that he missed the train wasn’t adding an appeal to it. He tried to come to the platform early, wanting to catch possibly less occupied train. Instead he travelled to Vauxhall pressed to the window of the car. Surrounded by the reek of damp clothes, and a mixture of others people sweat and too strong perfumes, he felt that the nausea were taking over his body more and more with every breath.

Then it was the meeting with Mallory. Q might or might not to listen as his boss scolded him for things that weren’t his fault. Well, at least not fully. Because yes, maybe he let Bond to have his way on far too many occasions but at the end they managed to succeed in all their operations. So no, he wasn’t listening. Not much. His genius brain would process information anyway. Q could focus on the fact that Bond still didn’t contact him when he signed off yesterday. And he should. The bastard should call him in the evening like he promised.

He went to Q-Branch only to be welcomed by even worse news. There was a huge explosion in the hotel where Bond stayed during the assignment. And that was it. He had enough.

He spent the day looking for the bastard. Bond didn’t make contact. It was already dark outside. The rain was still pouring out of the heavy sky. The embankment was lightened up with millions of lights of other buildings, flooding on the tail of the river and reflecting on windows of his office.

Q observed them meaninglessly, trying to stop the flow of his thoughts. It was impossible. He was constantly imagining another disaster. The worst thing was, and that he realized it only now, that he couldn’t live without Bond. Not anymore.

They weren’t together that long… Or maybe not from the perspective of normal people. Based on characterization of their work and their lives, their relationship already passed some milestones that normal people would reach maybe in years, maybe never. So yes, he was sure that he would die for Bond. And he knew that James would do the same. So Q couldn’t imagine how he could come home without these big, warm arms waiting to soothe him, those hot lips to kiss him with need, with constant want, and this gorgeous smile that meant a world to Q. And Bond wasn’t just his body. Even if he was a damn sexy creation of ideal lines and perfectly shaped muscles, he had the most beautiful brain Q had ever dealt with.

Q loved him. He loved someone from for the first time in his whole life. And he liked that feeling. He didn’t want to lose it. Q didn’t want to lose Bond.

With that thought he hid his head in folded arms, exhaling deeply. He shut his eyes, waiting for the next wave of annoying headache would pass with slow breaths He just needed to calm down. He needed to focus again, to stay here and look for…

Suddenly the door to his office shut sharply and Q jumped on his chair, alarmed and ready. The room was already dark and now he couldn’t see much especially with his glasses moisten from his breath. The glass of the windows of the cubical already changed to milky, separating him from the rest of the Q-Branch. And he didn’t feel alone. There was someone in the room. This someone moved in the shadow, stepped into the weak light coming from the only point of illumination on his desk.

Now Q might see that Bond wore the same clothes as yesterday when he saw him via CCTV. The navy cardigan was dusted, his jeans dumped in some white paint. James’ right temple was cut, like as the side of his lips. Apart from that he looked surprisingly all right. Surprisingly in the comparison to the other occasions Q saw him back from operation.

“I could kill you,” Q murmured, dropping on the chair.

“No, you couldn’t,” Bond said, and his famous smile already playing on his lips.

“Really?” Q asked, quirking an eyebrow up at the agent, observing as Bond came even closer.

The younger man stood up, hesitating only for a moment. In the next second he was already in man’s arms, clinging to the dirty sweater, hiding his head in the warm crook of James’ neck.

“You would miss me,” the agent said finally, holding him even tighter.

“So don’t do this again,” Q whispered, not caring that he sounded desperate. “Contact with me. At least with me.”

Q felt big hands that tangled into his hair, smoothing it gently. “I will.”

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Going out with a great friend of mine yesterday. And had a good time with laugh and drawing.

Recently i become more and more insecure about my drawing skill, im scare with everybody improvements, my arts are boring, and im stuck. I feel like i wanna quit but I cant, its addictive and maybe you dont believe this but for whatever reason ive been tearing my sketchbooks and burn them, whenever i get in touch with my tools im getting sick and i wanna puke. But I wont stop either, i need to make something but I always hate the result.

Going out with friends help me put on ease and I can think clearly again. Not to think too much about my drawing skill and just draw whatever i want to draw. I wish myself for luck and I hope I can respect my own art next time.

so i’m reading this fic and one of them forgot their keys before going to class and walked in on the other one masturbating but now their doing it but I CANT FOCUS BECAUSE HE NEEDS TO GO TO CLASS. HE PAID FOR COLLEGE AND HE’S THROWING AWAY HIS EDUCATION TO FUCK HIS BEST FRIEND HELP

ladyhitman acknowledged your presence

Chihiro couldn’t help but stare at the girl’s eyepatch and deep red eye. He felt uneasy, and just wanted to get away from her space as soon as possible.

However, it wasn’t until she looked back at him, that he was frozen in fear.

She walked up to him, and Chihiro gulped as she opened her mouth to speak…

I’ve also made touken, and GOD, THEY HAVE SO MUCH CHEMISTRY!

First, Haise went to the coffee shop and YES, SHE RECEIVED HIM JUST LIKE MANGA. 

Touka sat next to him and started talking A LOT.

I didn’t understand why… but they started dancing very randomly (?)

And then they lay down to watch the clouds ♥

after that, they concluded the night with wild sex, baby ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

gosh, I wish something like this happens in the manga. THEY’RE SO FUCKING CANON, JUST LOOK AT THEM, IS JUST A STUPID GAME AND THEY ALREADY LOVE EACH OTHER! -cries-

okay but imagine Aunt Cass buys giant bulk 50 lb bags of flour and sugar and stuff for the cafe and she’s too small to carry them in from the car so she gets Tadashi to do it and Hiro wants to help because he wants to be strong and helpful too so he carries like a corner and Tadashi really is carrying most all of it anyway because Hiro is a noodle but he lets Hiro think he’s doing a lot of the work like pretending to be struggling until Hiro grabs on and “Look how strong you are, Hiro!” and Hiro’d be beaming and feeling so proud of himself, esp when he’s younger and i just asdflghlgfj

( princessofnewcorona )

I initially just set out to make a saddle but I really like drawing these guys (I cant stop) so I may have gotten carried away.  Ive always had a problem with detail and man made objects.  So I wanted to buckle down and try to draw a less boring saddle. The rings act as stirrup as well as hand holds so that the rider can have something to help them under the Hammerball when doing the roll attack.  Its filled with metal plates for durability, and to add to the Hammerball’s natural armor.

I might go through more designs for this.  Maybe a more rounded one that lessens the width that the rider has to sit on.  They have necks like a draft horse’s belly. Its made so that the rider can sort of shift around in the saddle without being locked to one position, sitting more forward for slower speeds, and shifting back for faster flying.

I also added rather large platelike scales to the Hammerball’s back and neck to give it a more armored look. Like swords would just bounce off it.

I’m Sick

Sorry guys, I think I might have the flu u.u My stomach hurts and I’ve been struggling to not throw up since 4am which was, unfortunately, when I woke up this morning ToT But I do have a few text requests done so I’m going to queue those up now ^-^ One will post tonight and two will post tomorrow~

Yes just to say to everyone I have ever known:
Stop , ok stop it,
stop saying “oh I’m so OCD about this” that’s not how it works, OCD is NOT an adjective
Stop making fun of me , for my OCD, I cant help it, its not like I choose to have OCD
Stop treating my OCD like a joke, its not, its a nightmare
Stop trying to mess up my routines I have , just so you can laugh at me.
OCD isn’t a choice its a serious disease, so seriously people , educate yourselves and think
That’s all I’ve got to say
Sorry for the ramble
I’m just fed IP of people doing this and I’m to polite to tell them to stop


Credit for photo : youthmatterlifeline

Clarke is a fucking legend: Recap/Reaction The 100 2x16

HOLY SHIT JAHA. DAMN. Cold blooded

Octavia you can’t just say that to people

THE MONTY X CLARKE REUNION

Seriously jasper stop talking your Queen is here

Cage is so creepy looking like he looks like a vampire from the vampire diaries. too much makeup ain’t cute son

INDRAAAAAAAA YAAAAAAS

@ Lincoln

LEAVE RAVEN ALONE YALL CANT KILL RAVEN REYES STOP

MY BABY WENT ALL MIKE TYSON 

Clarke punch the old fart kick the shit outtta that fucker

I actually like murphy now why is this happening

CLARKE GRIFFIN YES BAE KILL THAT OLD FUCK YES BABE YES

Bellamy don’t give Clarke that look you killed like ten guys on your first day inside

Cage: She wouldn’t right?

Me:

SERIOUSLY CLARKE MAKE THEM STOP BEFORE THEY KILL RAVEN 

Octavia is getting me all hot with this badassery

 LET THEM BURN CLARKE LET THOSE FUCKERS BURN

BELLAMY IF YOU CANT HELP DON’T JUDGE 

PULL THE DAMN LEVER

Clarke warned them. They forced her hand.

My one regret is Maya. 

IF ONE FUCKING PERSON YELLS AT CLARKE FOR WHAT SHE DID I WILL NOT HESITATE TO CUT A BITCH.  SHE SAVED ALL THEIR FUCKING LIVES.

YAS ABBY THAT’S WHAT YOUR DAUGHTER NEEDED TO HEAR

Raven lived but damn she was on the brink of dying again this is starting to be a trend and

LINCOLN LUKE SKYWALKERED THAT BITCH. So proud of Lincoln tho

ew bellamy stop this can’t go there right now

DON’T KISS

CLARKE NO

CLARKE

CHEEK KISS Bless

THEY’RE BESTIES ONLY

POLIS

YOU’RE GOING TO POLIS

CLARKE YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE YOU’RE GOING

CLARKE IS GOING TO POLIS 

ROAD TRIP ROAD TRIP 

I AM SO CONFUSED?????????????? 

JAHA IS THE BIG BAD OF SEASON 3 CALLIN IT

The fandom:

okay so first off im so proud of the boys i cant even talk to my family  right now cause i keep crying and im shaking help me ,And just the fact that my 2 favorite boys made a book together and not both by them self’s makes my heart melt like i cant even explain ,some of you guys might think im going to crazy but i don’t know when i saw that video my heart stopped when i saw the book i just got tears in my eyes and i just they mean so much to me i hope one day i get to meet them cause that’s my dream one day is to tell them how much they mean to me and what they have done for me without even knowing

xoxoxox Jessi <3  

(p.s it was hard to write this i gtg bye love you  who ever is reading this ) 

BTS Gif Reaction: Them missing you while touring

J Hope: missing seeing you and making you laugh

Jungkook: gets lonely not talking to you

Rap Monster: tries writing a rap to help, but cant stop thinking about you and how you are doing

Jin: thinks about when he will get to see you again

Jimin: acts cool but is sad about you not being around

V: hopes your not with someone else 

Suga: would loose sleep thinking of you

Ah! i hope you guys liked it! <3

mental illness is fucked up its fucking me up and the people i love the most too! how do i make it stop how can i stop the ppl i love from hurting so much!!!!!!!! tbh!