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Tiger’s Eye vs Sailor Uranus
Hawk’s Eye vs Sailor Neptune

EY GUYS I made some new Gem OCs! On the left is Star Sapphire, and on the right is Night Blue Pearl (who’s pretty much my Pearlsona) (ALSO I made N.B. Pearl chubby, bc why the hell not?)

(I also sorta consider Star Sapphire to be like my Sapphire-sona in a way, even tho she doesn’t really look like me lmao)

(It’s been a while since I’ve used my tablet, so… sorry if it kinda looks meh, I’m just trying to get used to using it again ;;;;;)

I do have a couple (short but incomplete) bios for each of them:

Star Sapphire

  • Gem Type: Sapphire
  • Pronouns: She/her
  • Sexuality: Lesbian
  • Special Abilities: Future Vision; Telling the current time and place by looking at the positions of the stars/constellations (as well as the sun(s) or the moon(s)) in the sky (sorta like a living GPS); Predicting one’s future by holding their palm(s) and looking into the positions of the stars/constellations/other celestial bodies in the sky
  • Personality: Star Sapphire is a wise, soft-spoken and sophisticated Gem. Surprisingly, though, she’s actually quite energetic, gleeful and extroverted. She’s also very passionate about her work. Whenever she finds something funny or amusing, she’s prone to having giggling fits. She’s also surprisingly close to her Pearl, and she sorta (secretly) sees her as more than just a servant, but more like a close friend.
  • Extra stuff: Star Sapphire is not only an aristocratic oracle, but she’s also an expert astronomer and astrologer. She belongs to Blue Diamond’s court.

Night Blue Pearl

  • Gem Type: Pearl
  • Pronouns: She/her
  • Sexuality: Bisexual
  • Special Abilities: Storing objects inside her gem; (I like to think she probably has similar abilities to her owner Star Sapphire, but probably to a lesser extent; as for what they exactly are, I’m not rly sure yet ;v;)
  • Personality: Night Blue Pearl is a shy, quiet, and introverted Gem. She’s also very sensitive and gets scared easily. She hates confrontation, and is prone to having panic attacks/meltdowns in stressful/violent situations. Though she’s not very social, she’s kind and polite to others (even to those who don’t deserve kindness). 
  • Extra Stuff: Night Blue Pearl is Star Sapphire’s servant and assistant, and also belongs to Blue Diamond’s court.
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“This is my fuckin’ post roll bro.”

Screencap redraws are a lot of fun but honestly I put this off longer than I should have.
I apologize for it’s… lazy appearance. Low motivation, yknow how it goes.
Video :: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHWRKL3f-70

You're not really a legit Clexa Stan if you don’t know:
  • You’re the one™
  • Not Everyone Not You™
  • The Nose Boop™
  • Commander Heart eyes™
  • Raccoon™
  • Alexandria “Lexa” Woods™
  • Jomp em op en yu jomp ai op™
  • The Kiss™
  • Clexa pick up lines™
  • Lexa’s gunbitch™
  • Soulmates™ 
  • Clarke the Husband™
  • Clarke’s hair™
  • Clarke needs a shower™
  • The Lexic Measurement™
  • Clexa Trademarks™
  • Lexa’s candles™
  • Lexa the candle vlogger™
  • Commander’s tattoos™
  • Bitanic™
  • The Spit™
  • Go float yourself™
  • The Knife™ 
  • The Balcony™
  • Did it for my people™
  • The Bow™
  • The Vow™
  • THE BOW CHICKA WOW WOW™
  • Gay ass violins™
  • The Grounder Family™
  • Titus going bald™
  • Clexa Kiss Anniversary™
  • She’s Special™
  • Oprah’s Bread™
  • LEXA AND I™
  • Wednesday Sin Day™
  • Jaha’s Kush™
  • Jerry™
  • Lexa’s Nut™
  • Lexa’s Dick™
  • Lextra™
  • Binch™
  • Maybe Someday™
  • The Lip Quiver™
  • The Tear™
  • Clexa Sexa™
  • Bottom Lexa™
  • The Great Gay Migration™
  • Elyza Lex™
  • Lexark™
Flat Earth

Once I had a substitute teacher- yes, TEACHER- who was a member of the Flat Earth Society and spent all of form time afterwards arguing with my form teacher about it. Someone yelled “What about the pictures from space?” And the sub looked them dead in the eyes and said “Faked”. Someone else was like “what about the moon tho” and he said really loudly “The moon is an illUUUUSIOON!!” so everyone was kinda going “what the f*ck”… I told my friends who aren’t in my class about it later and a couple of them were like “yeah we had him for science last week” like wtf who lets someone who thinks the Earth is flat and DOESN’T BELIEVE IN THE MOON TEACH SCIENCE TO FOURTEEN YR OLDS WHYYYY

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please never stop smiling 

@phospenumbra and I were up late last night screaming about our trans boys and I thought we’d go ahead and share this gold

CASUAL TRANSNESS

  • It’s been a long day and all of the boys are exhausted and sweaty and hanging out shirtless in the den and there are tiddies out but literally no one cares
  • lance angrily telling anyone who makes him mad to eat his p*ssy
  • keith doing the same thing with 10000x more rage
  • The first time they all see each other naked Lance is like ha! I’m pretty sure bc my tits are bigger than urs that probably means my dick would be too
  • (at which Hunk is like well I have the biggest tits here tho soooo)
  • Keith is the first one to get top surgery out of the group
  • Lance is so dang jealous 
  • (Hunk isn’t because he doesn’t really want top surgery)
  • But he also spends hours running his hands up and down Keith’s chest, telling him how nice it looks, how well it suits him, and if Lance’s eyes get a little too wet no one says anything
  • (Keith is also there when Lance gets top surgery, and it goes much the same way)
  • Hunk and Lance don’t really want bottom surgery, Hunk because he really doesn’t care enough to, and Lance because it freaks him out a little, but Keith does. 
  • When he’s recovered from it the entire team just spends that entire night (and every night after) making sure he knows how lovely he looks
  • Oh is this suddenly polydins
  • Because everyone thinks everyone’s body is so wonderful
  • They just mutually support each other and want the best for everyone and everyone’s body is so beautiful it’s destroying this team
  • it’s destroying them
Jealousy Issues (Jasper Hale x Reader)

Prompt: Can you do a Jasper Hale x reader where you show off somehow and a boy notices you, and he gets really jealous? Lots of fluff please, Thank u!! (requested)

Word Count: 704

A/N: thanks to the anon that requested this, I hope you like it! Also, my requests with Jasper are blowing up lately, not that I’m complaining tho.

Jasper’s POV (third person)

He knew that you didn’t do it intentionally, you just draw attention to yourself, and it was understandable; no matter from what angle Jasper looked at you, for him you were flawless, your golden eyes shining and sparkling every time you looked at him, your smile was his favorite thing in the entire world, he could stare at you while you smiled all day, let’s say that being a vampire suited you really good.

Even though he knew you wouldn’t do anything to make him feel bad or to harm your relationship he couldn’t help the rage of jealousy that went through his body when he saw you from across the cafeteria while a guy tried to talk to you, at first he was curious, everybody in this school knew that you were a Cullen, that was good enough to keep everyone from talking to you or another member of his family, they also knew that you were his, that you belonged to him.

You are getting possessive, calm down” he thought to himself, he wanted to push that possessiveness that was taking over his body and mind, but it was getting harder, he didn’t want the Major to come out, he was improving so much that he didn’t want to have a relapse and ruined everything.

“Who is that guy talking to (Y/N)?” Emmett’s voice made him snap out of his thoughts but his eyes were glued to you.

“I don’t know, either I care” he spat “I just want him away from her”

Emmett could feel the anger in his brother’s voice so he just returned to what he was doing.

He was starting to feel less jealous when he noticed your discomfort and how hard you were trying to get away from him, but fury replaced his jealousy in a second, especially when he saw the guy trying to touch you; that’s when he decided that he had enough.

He stood up from the chair he was on harshly, and walked over where you were, once he reached you he placed an arm around your waist and brought you closer to his body, he could see how the guy’s eyes went wide once he saw him and he began to stutter.

“We have to go, now” Jasper’s voice sounded way harsher than he intended to, but it seemed to work because the guy mumbled a quick ‘goodbye’ and stormed off.

 (Y/N)’s POV

After the little encounter that I had with a guy that just wanted to talk to me and Jasper acting all possessive over me I just continued with my school day, of course, he was at my side all day.

Once we got to the house I went to mine and Jasper’s room, he trailing behind me but stopped once we got there, seeing that my face wasn’t the nicest one.

“You need to back off, Jasper” I started “that poor guy just wanted to talk to me, now I’m pretty sure you scared him for life”

He grinned and I started to get angrier.

“Then it worked, he shouldn’t be talking to you, much less touch you” he tilted his head and smiled at me, my anger was starting to fade away and I knew that it was because of him.

“Stop doing that!” I covered my face with my hands and sighed “Let me be angry to you, goddammit!”

In a second I felt a pair of hands on my waist, he brought me closer to his body and I put my hands on his shoulder, I looked at him, he was staring at me and I could see the love in his eyes.

“I just don’t want anyone taking you away from me” he whispered and leaned closer to connect our foreheads together.

I sighed “No one is going to take me from you, Jas” I closed my eyes, starting to feel more relaxed, of course, he was doing that. “I already told you, I’m by your side forever, literally”  

He chuckled and I felt his lips brushing against mine, making me smile.

“Good then, ‘cause I need you by my side” He quickly connected our lips together in a loving kiss.

The Weight of the World

Okay, this is the very first request I got (iconic), I hope you like it!

REQ: ‘Hello, I was wondering if I could send in a request for a Jughead x Reader where the reader is going through a hard time at home (maybe at school too) and she meets Jughead at Pop’s bc there is no other seats and he can tell by the look on her face and how dark her under eyes are that something’s up and asks her about it even tho he barely knows her?’

Pairing: Jughead x reader

Warnings: I don't think there’s any???

Word count: 1789


My relationship with my parents was never really an overly loving one. It seemed as soon as I was old enough to think for myself their voices would breakthrough and say things like “Y/N are you doing your homework? Have you enrolled in enough extracurricular activities? Don’t even think of going to bed until you’ve studied for every subject”. And yes, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad if I had a healthy social life to balance this out, but my parents wouldn’t even allow me that, I’d have to come home from school straight away every day and get right into my studies, anything else was just unacceptable.

For most of my high school life, this was the way it was and I kind of just accepted it. That was until this year when it struck me that I literally had no friends because of this and I was absolutely miserable. I was so afraid of failure that even with my extra amounts of study, I’d stay up until ridiculous hours at night just to make sure I would definitely get an A on a stupid project or essay.

After weeks of deliberation, I decided that I needed to confront my parents and tell them I needed a normal teenage life, complete with friends and maybe even a boyfriend. The fact that this idea seemed so far-fetched made me want to cry. Today was finally going to be the day I’d face them.

 I mustered up all my courage on a particularly cold Friday after school and decided it was now or never. After I eventually reached my house, I carefully walked through the front door making sure to wipe my feet on the dull brown doormat that read ‘home sweet home’ as I’d been told to do so many times before. Instead of my usual pattern of going straight up to my room, I went to find my mother in the kitchen.  

 Just my luck my dad was there too, freshly home from work. “Hey, guys can I talk to you?” I started, barely noticing that my hands were shaking. I told them about where my head was at and I calmly explained that I needed more balance in my life. I guess I wasn’t that surprised when I was met with immediate retaliation. Spitting words at me like venom, they made it seem as though I was proposing something absolutely absurd, I could feel the weight of the world crashing down on me, suffocating me.

 When my mother said, “Y/N if you don’t fully commit yourself, you’ll never end up like us, you’ll be worthless and a burden on society”. That one statement made something click inside my brain, I looked up at her with tears stinging my eyes and said, “Mother, I never EVER want to end up like you and dad, I’d rather be dead than end up like you!” A look of shock flashed upon my parent’s faces and maybe a hint of remorse? I didn’t give myself time to analyse their expressions or wait for a reply, I quickly ran to the front door to get out of the house. I needed to get away, go somewhere, anywhere.

 The cool late afternoon breeze hit my face as I quickly walked down the street, drying my tears. There was really only one place that could make me feel better right now and I noticed myself walking there almost as if I was on auto-pilot.

 Ahhhh Pop’s, my place of solitude, and in my opinion Riverdale’s most iconic location. I walked up to the door and stepped inside. There was something about the retro vibe of Pop’s choc-lit-shoppe that made the atmosphere incredibly soothing for me.  I quickly made my way to the counter, ordering a chocolate milkshake, which was always my personal favourite. Pop handed me my milkshake with a big grin “Thanks, Pop, you’re the best,” I said with a weak smile. I turned on my heel to scan the rest of the area out for a free booth. To my disappointment, all the booths were occupied, mainly by happy looking families, which made my heart feel heavy.

 I started to make my way towards the very back of the choc-lit-Shoppe when my eyes landed on a raven-haired boy in a beanie viciously typing away on his laptop. I knew him to be Jughead Jones, we had advanced English together and he also happened to be my very first crush when I was 6 years old, I smiled to myself, thinking of how happy and innocent life was back then. 

He stared so intently at his screen and seemed so immersed in what it was he was doing, I thought he surely wouldn’t care if I came and sat down. At this point, I didn’t even really care myself I just needed to release my frustrations on this chocolate milkshake. So I stealthily slid down into the seat opposite him, placing my milkshake gently on the table in front of me.

 It seemed Jughead had the reflexes of a fox as he immediately lowered his laptop screen and looked at me with a furrowed brow and a blank expression “Um can I help you?” he asked in a questioning tone. I sighed, “Hey uh sorry, there was just nowhere else to sit and I just needed to sit a chill out for a bit, if it bothers you I can leave” I managed to blurt out. He looked at me for a second taking in my withered and sleep-deprived appearance, a look he himself knew all too well “No, uh its fine you can stay”. 

I gave him a weak smile and looked down at my shake expecting that to be the last of our conversation, thankfully I was wrong. “Aren’t you Y/N? We have advanced English together right? You wrote that tragically beautiful essay on Shakespeare, I remember” Jughead said closing his laptop fully, putting all his attention on me. “Yeah that’s me, and we most certainly do” I started, the corners of my mouth threatening a smile “I can’t believe the Jughead Jones is complimenting my writing ability” I chuckled, he looked at me with a puzzled expression so I continued “I’ve been reading the blue and gold and I’ve also heard you read a couple of your essays in class, you’re really amazing Jughead”.

 A small smile crept up on his face when I said this, which from what I’ve observed over the years was a thing Jughead never really wore. “Thanks”, his tone quickly changed and a more serious look had fallen back upon his face “hey do you mind if I ask what you’re doing here at this time? I mean usually every teenager in this godforsaken town is at home right now eating dinner with their parents or getting drunk with their friends, not hanging around Pop’s ordering chocolate milkshakes” He finished. 

A quick replay of the today’s past events flashed in my brain like a horror movie and the sting of it hit me all over again. The feelings inside must of translated onto my face because Jughead quickly said, “Look, I know it’s not my place but, if you need someone to talk to, I’m here, I know we barely know each other, but sometimes talking to someone you don’t really know about your problems, can be easier than talking to someone you’re close with” he had this look in his eyes that made me believe he was being genuine, so I decided to take him up on his offer.

 “Well, I won’t bore you with the details but my parents have just been putting me under crazy amounts of pressure at school lately, to the point where I have zero social life because every waking second of my free time is spent studying, so much so that I’m just emotionally and physically exhausted” I sighed, pausing for a second “So tonight I told them I was done trying to be their perfect child and I needed time for myself yano, to be myself and not some robot. This, of course, set them off and I pretty much got told I was going to end up on the streets doing drugs or getting pregnant and to not come crawling back to them when my life goes down the gutter, so I just left and decided to come to Pop’s for some chocolate therapy” I let a small breathy laugh at how ridiculous my parents must sound to Jughead.

 “Wow, your parents sound like a tough crowd Y/N” Jughead said looking right at me “Yeah, you’re telling me” I rolled my eyes. “So are you going to keep up your freedom campaign, when you get home?” He asked “Yes, I think I will, I need time to be an actual teenager and maybe make some actual friends” I lightly smiled. “Well, pass me your phone, I’ll put my number in it and you can call me whenever your parents are giving you a hard time or if you just want to talk, I’m usually the lone wolf type but us writers are a dying breed and need to stick together” He half smiled motioning for me to hand over my phone.

 I quickly obeyed his gesture “Thanks for listening to me Jug, you were completely right, it so much easier practically talking to a stranger, I feel like a small weight has been lifted” I replied with a goofy smile on my face. “Well technically we’re not strangers anymore Y/N, we’re connected on a deeper level” he said tying his number in and passing my phone back “Again, you’re definitely not wrong” I laughed “but now I think its only fair I get to know more about you mister Jones, you’re quite the mystery”. He paused for a second, icy blue eye peering into mine “Every great mystery becomes unravelled with time” was all he replied with a small smirk plastered on his face.

 We spent the next two hours talking about books and music, I felt surprisingly really comfortable with Jughead. And eventually as the night drew on I made my way home only to find myself not worrying about what my parents would think of me, but more so on my future and what a positive thing it would be. I also couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the new friend I had just made, my mysterious new friend who loved Pink Floyd and hamburgers. The self-described great mystery himself, Jughead Jones. He really was a mystery, one I was incredibly eager to solve and I had a feeling that in time I was going to do just that.

when lance and keith get into fights tho, they dont last long but they like to make them more dramatic than they really are. they wont talk to each other for DAYS over the most petty stuff. they do that thing where they make their friends talk to each other for them. 

“HUNK could you PLEASE tell keith that i think he looks nice today. also, that he can eat my entire ass.” 

“lance, keith is sitting, like, two feet away.”

and keith is just like, “shiro, please tell lance that his eyes look beautiful in this lighting, also that i was right and he was wrong.”

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I usually ruin stuff by linearting them and probably won’t have the time to for a while soo uh have some messy sketchy color test WIP of designs of the Fierce baes! 

Basically, an updated version of this design I made for my FD RP BlogAnd I actually did my research this time to emphasize their contrasting Western-Eastern Warrior style, because I drew the last one without any research and we all know how that one turned out OTL

For the sake of keeping things simple: (AU-ish headcanon) Fierce Deity with Dissociative-Identity-Disorder and his dark version who did some Tetraforce and hero shit as Hyrule’s God(s) of Eternity. 
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Late night thought:
  • Lotor: You have very pretty eyes Blue paladin~ 💖
  • Lance: *while shooting at Lotor* I really do, don't I? 😏
  • See also:
  • Lotor: Oh it's the pretty one again~💕
  • Lance: I prefer Sharpshooter *Snipes some critical air vent that destroys the death star*
Tell Me

Request: Can you do one where the girl is Joker ex and he sees her with someone new and get pissed and maybe they ended up together again By Anonymous 

Word Count: 733

Warnings: Sexy af Gif :3, Kinda smutty? Not really tho, swearing.

A/N: I really hope you liked this <3!

Masterlist

You and Jace walk out of the club you’ve been dancing for the past 3 hours. It’s 2 am and you’re both tired. ‘’We really need to do that more often…’’ Jace says as his eyes roam over your body. 

‘’Oh? You liked my dancing?’’ Teasingly you push him into an alley. 

‘’There are people… We can’t-’’ 

‘’Come on Jace! Please…!’’ You push your beloved boyfriend against the wall. You cup his face and come closer. ‘’Nobody’s watching us…’’ You whisper as you start to kiss him. He pulls you by your waist to get you closer. You moan as he grabs your ass. He pulls away and starts to unbuckle his pants.

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so the other day in class this guy was staring intensely at my dan and phil shop galaxy backpack so i was like, “…you like it??…” and he sat there a while longer before realizing i had spoken and then he looked up at me and blinked his eyes really hard and said, “sorry i just….i was looking at your backpack and the design pulled me in and i got lost in it and…and i just….i started questioning my existence…” 


their damn backpack gAVE THE POOR GUY AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS