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F(r)itz is a Romantic: AOS Meta

Me? Write too much meta for my own good? Surprisingly, this actually hasn’t happened in a while but I & my internal political philosopher got really excited so here we are.

Now, I would LOVE to talk about all of Fitz’s many many Romantic traits and examples of them but for now I’m just gonna focus on Fritz because well, you’ve gotta start somewhere and I don’t have all year. (Although, asks are welcome). This is based on what Aida said about Fitz being a romantic, but expanding beyond the idea of grand romantic love, and into other aspects of Romanticism that Fitz and Fritz also display and how, as Aida said, no matter what the circumstances his “true nature” keeps peeking through. 

TW: I should mention that this meta contains references to abuse, and some elements of how the Hydra regime works, which obviously parallels Nazism.

Because it’s hella long and therefore, going below the cut, the elements of Romanticism I will discuss are:

  1. Love & Grand Gestures
  2. Freedom & the Individual
  3. Emotions, Passion, Intuition over Hard Science
  4. Heroism

…and how Fitz & Fritz show these traits or values, and how they’re gonna be what breaks him out and bites Aida in the behind. Enjoy!

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SHIT WE KNOW ABOUT MASTER YI NOW / MUSINGS I GET OUTTA THIS NEW LORE

A Short Summary Before I Write a Deconstructing Essay of Wukong’s New Lore… if I ever do

//Because my thoughts on this whole thing are very muddled, and I need somewhere to start in all this shit. Perhaps I’ll gleam new things as I read over this shit another 20 times over, but this is at least what is important to me now.

Wukong’s Bio

  • Yi is less a mountain man and more a Soraka wannabe. Sitting in his glade all important like.
  • Though Wukong is somehow ‘‘‘‘‘‘faster’‘‘‘‘‘ than Master Yi, it seems Yi’s inherent speed just comes from being able to think faster than most things. He’s fleet of foot, but only because he has speed of thought.
  • Interestingly, though Yi’s (perhaps outdated) lore says that Yi’s want for vengeance drove him to isolation and training, Yi initially says he ‘does not fight any more’ when prompted with the question, ‘Why do you fight?’ It seems like an interesting throwback to Yi’s previous lore pre rework, where protecting Wuju was paramount to Yi, and knowing he would rush out and get himself killed was the foresight that kept him in isolation.
  • Yi would and did introduce himself as ‘Master Yi’ pre coming out of isolation. Interesting when he supposedly did not consider himself a Master of Wuju at this time (or at least ‘true mastery of Wuju still evaded him’)
  • Funnily enough, Yi’s lore is now the outdated one when it comes to how Yi and Wu came to be partners in Wuju, whereas previously Wu’s lore was all outdated with mentions of the Institute and shit. I do like this version better, if only because Yi’s version of events was a Deus Ex Machina of him just ‘getting better’ in two seconds. The progression of respect gives me a new passion for the Yi / Wu story in tandem.
  • The fact that Wukong senses ‘a deep sadness’ in Yi instead of ‘a deep anger’ makes me wonder in just what direction they want to take Yi moving forward.
  • Yi takes a blow to the temple like a champ really. Good one Yi. More importantly though its the implication that Yi had either been fighting without a sword this whole time, or had been doing so begrudgingly. Him ‘giving up the sword’ seems to be in opposition to training with it to slaughter elevently billion Noxians, so again I wonder what direction they want to take Yi in moving forward.
  • Yi having disciples pre Wukong and pre war has always been on the cards for me, but now we know that despite not mastering Wuju at the time he was still in a position to perhaps teach and train others. And then they obviously died, and then everyone else got fuckin rekt. GG Yi.
  • By extension though, the implication here is that Yi is much older than what I might think he is. Certainly he could be into the 1000s, though his lore currently doesn’t support that too well. Definitely old enough to be charged with teaching people shit, despite not really being a full Master yet at that time.
  • And in the end there is an interesting shift. From Yi’s previous perspective he never saw the concept of training Wukong to be reactionary in any way. That being, he never saw it as his way to fight back. Rather, he saw it more as a way to shift his focus away from violence. To preserve Wuju instead of using it for harm. Now however, it seems like less a matter of ‘explore the world and find people to teach Wuju’ to, as it is to ‘go back out into Ionia and help out people who could use a Wuju hand.’ Certainly the two concepts can exist in tandem though, and I can rectify that…. somehow.
  • And Yi never left Ionia, as far as the lore leaves us currently . fuCKiGN HElL RITO T___T That being said we don’t really have a time frame for all this, so prepare for shit to get semi smudged pft.

Fast and Dumb

  • It’s Yi’s way or the Ionian Highway. For some reason this makes me laugh, even though really I already played it this way.
  • It’s funny how Yi’s wit in game seems to be opposed by Wukong’s perception of Yi. Gruff, humourless and stern, even when steeping on poop. I mean I don’t think I’d find much humour in that either.
  • The description of Yi unsheathing his blade is very odd to me, since even splash art Yi obviously doesn’t have a sheath for his dao / jian. This makes me think that Wukong often sees Yi kill people with his foot blades alone. Why is this funny? So far Fast and Dumb has just made me laugh.
  • Also I don’t know if it’s just  Wukong’s fantasy, but Yi killing people????
  • Wukong knows that Yi points at his eyes, which again makes me laugh given that he wears the goggles.
  • The concept of Slow and Smart vs Fast and Dumb is an interesting one. You’d think in an art of absolute awareness he’d be open to more, but I suppose absolute awareness hasn’t been truly canon for a long time.
  • The goggles ‘rattle.’ Gosh wouldn’t that get annoying?
  • Then there’s a giant picture of Splash Art Sword™, which makes me sad because the one element I took from Yi’s model design was the green dao. I’ve always preferred Splash Art Yi over Model Yi though, which makes me happier in my choice to render Yi in splash style rather than model style. Iunno what I do about all the Jade headcanons now but you know. dems the breaks.
  • “Yi’s big problem – apart from not finding me funny, and the fact that his goggles make him look like a man-sized bug – is that he spent the last handful of years sitting alone in a field of flowers. His patience is infinite. He thinks everything can be thought through. Planned for. “ This gives me angsty chills, for some reason.
  • Also the fact Wukong knows that Yi ISN’T a man-sized-bug lends well to the fact that he just has two eyes underneath his helmet, and that he is, for the most part, a normal human being.
  • Though maybe I am thinking about it too hard when I read into Yi darting around too quick for people to notice, but I feel like these are subtle Alpha Strike feats. Probably not though. The Alpha Strike doesn’t need to be more OP.
  • Wukong doesn’t seem to refer to Yi as Master. I kind of like that dynamic. Also, even though he calls Yi humourless, perhaps in jest, it’s not hard for Wu to imagine Yi smirking at his mistakes or the fact Yi was right about something… at the expense of physical injury.
  • Yi trying to use the ‘hip’ and ‘with it’ kid talk while he waits for his student to almost die. Classic Master Yi move.
  • YI SPEAKING WITH CONTRACTIONS TRIGGERS thE fuCk OUT OF ME aAAAAAa. Though honestly I am not that fussed. It’s a force of habit and a stylistic choice on my part. I can just say they are speaking Ionian here… right?
  • “I don’t like admitting I’m wrong. You were impatient, reckless, and you absolutely made the right call.” get ace’d Mr. Yi fuckin rekt ded 10/10 wasted

But that’s all I got. This is a mess, but here it is.

Support young readers

No matter what. Don’t shame a kid for wanting to read a book you don’t like. Don’t shame a child for choosing a comic book instead of a novel. A famous book series that you may not enjoy? Who cares! Let them enjoy it! Who cares as long as it gets them reading! We all started somewhere. Manga? YA? Classics? Comics? Picture books? Who cares what they are reading, care about the fact that they ARE reading! Support young readers!

Hell all teachers should do this in the mornings!! You see her class is predominantly black. All ideas start somewhere..and I’m pretty sure she never once told anyone it was her idea…come on. 

We gotta stop reaching with certain shit, unless this lady get on TV or something and start claiming it was her idea or taking praise for it this should not be a problem! The whole point is to engage and be interactive with the kids. 

btw Barry White Jr actually said in his video that he hopes more teachers start doing it.

brandon-wallace  asked:

Hi jax my name is Brandon I'm a really big fan but I'm only 14. I was wondering, what would be best for me to do training wise bc I want the body of like deku, spider Man, one punch man ect... But I can't really have a diet bc how old I am and my mom doesn't like it when I try to go on a diet. Can you do a video on how young peaple like me can git ripped ? Plz ...Thank you

Watch these 4 videos in ORDER 

and you’ll be ready to ACCOMPLISH 
any FITNESS goal for any age, gender and fitness level. 

We all had to start somewhere 

“You’re allowed to leave any story you don’t find yourself in. You’re allowed to leave any story you don’t love yourself in.

You’re allowed to leave a city that has dimmed your light instead of making you shine brighter, you’re allowed to pack all your bags and start over somewhere else and you’re allowed to redefine the meaning of your life.

You’re allowed to quit the job you hate even if the world tells you not to and you’re allowed to search for something that makes you look forward to tomorrow and to the rest of your life.

You’re allowed to leave someone you love if they’re treating you poorly, you’re allowed to put yourself first if you’re settling and you’re allowed to walk away when you’ve tried over and over again but nothing has changed.

You’re allowed to let toxic friends go, you’re allowed to surround yourself with love, and people who encourage and nurture you. You’re allowed to pick the kind of energy you need in your life.

You’re allowed to forgive yourself for your biggest and smallest mistakes and you’re allowed to be kind to yourself, you’re allowed to look in the mirror and actually like the person you see.

You’re allowed to set yourself free from your own expectations.”

- Rainia Nam (Huffington Post)

10

For everyone caught up in the shipping drama in Star Vs, allow me to put my two cents in: JanJackie 

Just, like, come on, look at these two and TELL ME they wouldn’t be the coolest and best girlfriends Echo Creek has ever seen 

These pictures have captions that help me make my case a little bit better, but just THINK ABOUT IT. Accept JanJackie. Love JanJackie. They’d be the best girlfriends anyone’s ever seen. 

My shipper friends, please, consider it. Think about this dynamic. 

I rest my case

Regarding OCs: Treat them kindly.

First of all, we all started somewhere and belittling or berating someone’s creativity is bullshit and just plain cruel. I get that there are some OCs you don’t jive with and that’s cool, I’m selective just like everyone else, but that doesn’t give you or anyone else the right to talk shit about them. Remember those “embarrassing” times where you were a one-liner only OC that was probably something “generic” or “cliche” or even a “Gary/Mary-sue”? Yeah, Pepperidge farm remembers that shit honey. No one starts off with some immaculate and elaborate character design, plain and simple.

Instead of being rude or cruel, its better to offer advice as a “veteran” of writing. Give them tips to help them improve rather than tearing them down and making them feel bad or making them feel like they shouldn’t even try. Remember that one person when you were younger that you looked up to because holy shit their writing and style was amazing and you felt so happy just getting to read it? Or that person that wrote with you for the first time? Or maybe your friend that you started off with in general? Having those moments are imperative to a writer’s growth and if you get to be that person they look up to or the person that gave them a little advice is friggin’ great okay? It is an amazing thing and you could literally be helping them become the next nation wide known creator.

But you’d never know if they never had the aspiration or hope to become that if you just shoved their face in the ground.

Canon characters are someone’s OCs. These characters are created by someone, became big hits, and are now written by others because we enjoy them so much. But never forget that they are the creator’s original character.

So be kind. You don’t have to like someone’s OC, you don’t have to even interact with them or anything at all, they might not be your cup of tea. But that doesn’t give you the right to be a dick. Period.

supersquiddy  asked:

Werid question but how do you get your traditional artwork to look so smooth but also sketchy? If that makes sense.

My main things are (this turned out to be a lot longer than I thought! Srry!)

Loose lines: draw with your whole arm if you can! (drawing anchored to your wrist can lead to Carpal tunnel syndrome.. and no one wants that)

Full lines: try to keep your lines fluid, fast and long (as opposed to short and scratchy lines that make one big line) look for YouTube videos on gesture drawing! Get things down quick and flesh them out later, usually the first thing we mark down will be the most accurate when doing gestures!

Sketch lightly: use heavy lines sparingly! They can really define a sketch but be sparing, there can be too much of a good thing. I always start sketches almost invisibly light to map out the bare bones of my drawings! Then because they’re so light, you don’t have to erase them if you don’t want to!

Shapes: shapes r your friends!! 🌸 use shapes to get the (figurative or literal) skeleton down!! Almost anything can be boiled down to basic shapes!

REFERENCE: IT! IS! OK! TO! REFERENCE! I can’t stress this enough, free reference photo databases are just a google away! Learn that anatomy fam! Even if you’re doing cartoons, it will be so much easier with the anatomical knowledge! Also, I have no problem with learning artists referencing my art when starting out with drawing.. 2 RULES TO REFERENCING PRE-EXISTING ART: 1) don’t claim it’s your art. 2) ask the artist if it’s cool first! Some aren’t okay with it and ya gotta respect it! ❤Also try to get off the crutch of referencing pre-existing art quickly! Referencing art helps you practice, but nothing beats referencing from real, organic life, because that’s where your style will come out.

Simplify: esp. pertaining to expressions, the more you complicate things, the harder it will be for it to read. It will get lost among the busyness. Look at the drawing as a whole as opposed to only paying attention for details. Don’t be concerned with making a masterpiece!! Sketchbooks should be messy!

Get back to basics: anatomy, colour theory and the elements of design!!! they help a whole heck of a lot!!! Never be satisfied with your knowledge of these basic things bc you learned them in like kindergarten,, okay????

A(cting)RT: you can convey a LOT if you have the mindset of telling a story with your sketch!

Cheap: don’t worry abt using fancy shmancy supplies! I get mine from the dollar store (sketchbook, erasers and mechanical pencils! Definitely get good paper if ur using copics or high quality markers but like I literally only sketch traditionally w pencil… ) I find I’m so scared to use expensive sketchbooks that I hardly draw in them and I hate everything I draw. I go through like 1 or more sketchbooks a month so… that would rack up quick if I was using like $20.00 sketchbooks instead of $2.00 ones.

Listen: Listen to music or podcasts or audio books or drawing tutorials if it helps!! It can sometimes even influence the mood of your drawing :0

Sketch often: every day if you can!! It’s a good habit if you want to get better!! And therapeutic!!!

Accept CONSTRUCTIVE criticism!!: It’s not an insult! It’s someone else’s view! Get critiqued often! And actually listen!! Know the difference between constructive and destructive!! Also join a community! Meet other artist! Collaborate! Art isn’t a competition! ❤

quick round!

Study art history: they’re famous for a reason!

Draw inspiration from everywhere!

When referencing, draw what you see, not what you know!

Think about drawing in 3D, more like it’s sculpting instead of drawing! Everything is made of flat plains and will cast shadows!!

If you’re up to it, challenge yourself! You’ll only get better if you step out of your comfort zone! Try to draw one new thing each sketching session!

Lastly

Don’t stress!: most important drawing tip! Drawing is supposed to be fun and therapeutic because it doesn’t have to be anything! All art is art and everyone who makes art is an artist, it’s not some exclusive club, we all start somewhere! This is your art journey! Enjoy the ride!

I know you just wanted to know about how I sketch but I couldn’t help myself!!! Sorry! Hope this helps! 🌸
-hanna ❤

You gotta start somewhere, point A to point B and all the way to point Z. Start from the first page, then the next and the next till you write a whole book. Start from the bottom and work your way up to the top. No one tells you for how long though, how long you have to be at the bottom till you rise up. Time is infinite, and it gets you down when someone else beats you to the top, it gets you down when someone begins at the top while you’re still all the way down there on the ground, while they were placed on the summit of the mountain. Time gets you down, people wear you down, you start to lose your color, your spirit, your mind… “For how long?” I keep asking myself, when am I going to start living? When is it going to be my turn? When will life scream “YES” to me. I am tired of waiting for my chance so I am creating my own, will life accept this or will it crush it down? Will it crush me down? I keep wondering, but no answer comes…

anonymous asked:

Well. I don't know how to explain. Like: Steve in lace, trans!steve - just not my thing and yet I can't stop looking at it. I don't know - the trans!steve makes me sick and I love it at the same time, because you did a great job. Like I said, you confuse me and I love/hate it.

I don’t know if you meant your words to come off the way they did, but calling a trans person sick is extremely hurtful, and it sounds like you’re trying to be purposely cruel towards them when you say it. I have some trans friends and it breaks my heart to hear them referred to like this. 

It sounds like you have some transphobia and discomfort with breaking down gender norms. People often feel that way when confronted by something society hasn’t yet normalised. Our instincts tell us to distrust what’s different, but humans are not just a product of instincts. We have the ability to reason and rationalize and to overcome inappropriate feelings and urges that may be “natural” but are still lacking in compassion and morality.

I don’t want this to be a “call out post” that just shames you for your feelings. The fact that you’ve reached out about your confusion is encouraging. It’s likely you’ve never met anyone who is trans or gender fluid so the idea (and visuals) are new to you. 

I suspect the reason you’re fascinated by the manips is because Steve is someone you presumably really like, but he’s being paired with something that makes you feel uncomfortable. This forces you reevaluate how you feel about something you might not have thought about much beyond general discomfort. Cause it’s Steve. When someone you know and love is “othered” it forces you to look at the “other” differently because you now have to associate that category with someone you care for. 

That’s the whole point of the art. It’s a good “discomfort” because it makes you think and reevaluate and hopefully walk away more open minded after you have a chance to wrap your mind around it.  

In any case I’m glad you like the art and I hope this has given you something to think about.

The definitely not definitive sports anime guide

So I did a thing a while back (a year ago, in fact) where I tried to make a primer for sports animes. I have since watched Many, Many More so let’s do this again (still no Daiya no Ace tho).
Based purely on my own meandering experience, here’s a hopefully comprehensive guide on picking your next set of adoptive sons.

Note: There’s ten shows so this is going to be long, you guys. Just… so long. And there will be many exclamation points.

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Running

Running has never come easy to me, I could barely run for 20 seconds the very first time I tried. I want to remind people that when you see posts of people doing a 10 mile run, or glowing with sweat after a 5K none of that come easily. We all have to start somewhere.

I decided I want to run a 10K, I started the couch to 10K app a few weeks ago and it was going okay. Then I took 2 weeks (1 because of sickness and 1 because of Easter holidays) and ate a lot of chocolate, but I made myself go out today. It was probably the worst run of my life (other than that very first one). I felt so self conscious and sweaty and tired and sick. But I reminded myself that I am doing this for me. I love pushing my body and seeing what amazing things it can do and I think running is the biggest challenge I can give my body. So I will continue to push myself, motivate myself to go out and run when it’s the last thing I want to do and start eating to fuel and nourish my body again. 

You don’t have to be a certain size, wear the best nike pros or track your runs. Do what works for you and remember to never compare your journey to anyone else. Use other people’s photos and updates to motivate yourself. We are all on our own journey, going at our own pace. 

i feel like i need to say this

recently, a lot of information has been brought to my attention, especially that of people copying my art, and copying specific pieces to the point where they’re just redraws. this isn’t the first time this has happened, unfortunately, but the fact that i found out about so many of them at once has brought me to have to say this. i’m tired, so very tired of emphasizing that my art, and all art, is more than just lines and colors. the fact that people feel comfortable reducing my work to just stock photo references makes me unexplainably sad. everything i draw has a very personal backstory behind it, and i wish for people to respect that. i of course, unfortunately, cannot make anyone respect me,

however, i’ll put this out there. we all start somewhere, and getting inspiration is not something unusual. you don’t have to deny it. if you reference something, just credit the person, that’s the least you can do. there’s no need to tell me that my art is “overdone” and “generic” just to justify the fact that our pieces “coincidentally” look alike. you don’t have to hurtle insults at anyone when they tell you that something like this makes them uncomfortable.

i make this post because i am tired, and the more and more i deal with situations like this, the more uncomfortable it makes me to share my art with the world. what’s the point of me drawing anything if it’s “generic” and “overdone” and “nothing special” and “anyone who has ever held a pencil could do some crappy shit like that”. you don’t have to call me a “shitty tumblr aesthetic” to admit that you enjoy my work.

thank you all so much for your support. you all mean a lot to me, that you enjoy my work and continue to do so.

The Last Goodbye

Pathfinder Macen Barro asked Avitus Rix to oversee his entry into cryo. He said he wanted Avi’s face to be the last thing he saw in the Milky Way.

He got his wish.


“Too bad there’s not room in here for two, huh?”

Avitus scoffed, the sound chittering in his throat as he kept his eyes on the console. “Like I’d want to wake up after 600 years of your bony ass digging into me,” he muttered. He glanced up only briefly as Macen chuckled. The Pathfinder looked like he was being packed for shipping, standing idly in the cryo pod while Avitus triple-checked the life support stasis controls. Cushions molded to the shape of Macen’s form, supporting his neck and fringe, hugging snugly against his narrow waist - not unlike the custom-cut foam Avitus was used to seeing in weapons shipments. It made him look ridiculous - even more so with the lopsided grin he was wearing.

“I’ll be sure to be there when they pull you out of cryo,” Macen offered.

“That’s really not necessary,” Avitus said distractedly, pulling up the UI for temperature control.

“Oh, it is. Believe me,” Macen continued. “I’ll be armed with something loaded with caffeine. You’re a cranky bastard in the mornings, Avi. I’d hate to see what you’re like after a half-millenia snooze.”

Avitus merely grumbled, scanning the readings. Macen leaned forward, casting a cursory glance down both ends of the cryo bay before reaching his hand out. “Hey,” he said, his voice softening, “Come here.”

Avitus hesitated, his eyes following the same path Macen’s had a moment before. It wasn’t that he was ashamed. He had no reason to be, refused to be, and anyone who would judge him could go fuck themselves. But Macen was his superior officer and old military habits die hard. No one in the turian forces would have cared if the two of them decided to blow off some steam but this - this thing between them - it went deeper than that. Much deeper.

For now, Avitus wanted to focus on their jobs, to keep their more intimate connection private. At least that way no one could question Macen’s judgement when it came to having Avitus as his second.

Reassured that they were alone, Avitus stepped up to the foot of the pod. Macen leaned forward, bracing himself with one hand on the pod’s frame while the other sought the front of his uniform, tugging him closer. Their brows met and Avitus let his eyes close with a sigh. It was a touching gesture.

A lover’s gesture.

“We’re going to make it through this, Avi,” he whispered, his subvocals buzzing low.

“I’m not worried-”

“Yes. You are,” Macen said firmly. He tilted his head, mandibles twitching as he nuzzled them against his own. “It’s alright to admit that. But everything is going to be fine.”

Avitus squeezed his eyes shut tighter. “You can’t know that.” He wouldn’t go so far as to admit to being afraid. He could handle fear. It was the uncertainty that got to him, that had kept him up this past week, wondering if they were making a mistake.

“I do,” Macen hummed. “You know why?” He pulled back, mandibles flaring in a self-satisfied smirk. “Because I’m in charge.”

Avitus let out a half-hearted laugh, shaking his head. “Pompous ass.”

The insult held no heat. No malice. Avitus let himself return the nuzzling, burying his face against the side of Macen’s neck before letting out a slow sigh.

“It’s just like taking a nap,” Macen reassured him. “And I’ll be there when you wake up. You’ll be the last thing I see in the Milky Way and I’ll be the first thing you see in Andromeda.”

Avitus huffed out a laugh. “I’d like that,” he admitted.

Macen’s arm looped around him, as much of an embrace as he could offer leaning half-out of his pod, his fingers scratching lightly at the back of Avitus’s carapace through his shirt. “And when everything is said and done,” he continued, “you and I will find some quiet little place to ourselves, so you can live out your retirement like an old man.”

Avitus knew it was a joke at his expense, but the idea warmed him all the same. The two of them, a fresh start, somewhere new where they wouldn’t be restricted by the chain of command, where they could just be civilians. Where they could just be. No more covert ops. No more killing for cowards too frightened to do their own dirty work. Just the two of them on a golden world, learning to live the kind of life he’d never allowed himself to have.

Avitus looked up, meeting Macen’s eyes and he could tell the man was thinking the same thing. There would be obstacles to overcome when they got there, but they could make this work. Macen would find them a new home and Avitus would be there, right by his side, every step of the way. And once they left the Milky Way behind, once they left Palaven and turian command and took their first look at Andromeda, things would be different. They would be different.

Macen’s hand moved up into his fringe, stroking only briefly before falling away. “Now tell me goodnight and push the button,” he said, taking a breath as he straightened himself in his pod. “The sooner I go under, the sooner we’ll be there, right?”

“Right.” Avitus cleared his throat, retracing his steps back to the console. Part of him wanted to run the diagnostic again, to make certain everything was properly calibrated, but he knew he’d only be stalling. It was time.

He punched in the sequence, watching as the pod stirred into life, the door beginning to close. “Sleep well, Pathfinder.”

Macen smiled. “Love you, Avi.” He winked. “See you soon.”

Avitus didn’t have time to respond before the pod sealed with a hiss, the small window already starting to crystalize with frost, obscuring Macen’s features. The arms holding the pod lifted, bending outstretched limbs as Avitus watched him slide into place among the other sleeping crewmembers.

“I love you too, Macen,” he whispered.

It was the last time he’d get to say those words.

have thenvunin getting a little drunk on the refreshments and uthvir getting a little drunk on him @feynites :3

I Call Upon 15 Year Old Me To Speak On 16 Year Old Me’s Behalf

Studies have shown that people are lighter when they wake up then when they were when they went to sleep.
Not me.
I wake up the exact same: wiping the tears and crust from my eyes like windshield wipers, walking to the bathroom and take a good, long, wholesome look at myself in the large mirror that might as well take up the top half of the wall.
I can see myself staring at you, staring your vibrant eyes at a fairy tale reality, with your heart melting like a candle, not in the wind, but on the sunset. 
A sunset I’d build just so I can see its beauty and radiance by looking at your smile. 
I’m scared to see you.
My eyes fight with everything they’ve got and everything I can supply to tread water and keep themselves above the water level.