it can lead to this

One thing I love about this Instagram post is the fact that it shows that Lili was actively reminiscing about her trip with Cole. The idea of her having an album on her phone (as well as Cole having one on his) of just the pictures they took while on that trip together literally makes my heart melt. Like… they have made all these amazing memories together that they will never forget and I’m just so damn happy for them. They are like respites for each other that they’ll always have with them during the hectic, busy lives they lead, which is all you can ask for in a partner. 

damn it if I’m not a sucker for love. 

“Kismessitudes are based more on rivalry than legitimate hate, so while fairly rare it’s not unheard of for two trolls to be in a relatively friendly kismessitude with each other. This can sometimes lead to misunderstandings on an outsider’s part about the nature of the couple’s relationship.”

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anonymous asked:

Aaa If you don't mind me asking but how do you do lineart or sketching so well :'0 I can barely make my line art better than my sketches when it does come to lining, it always looks so blank and lack of detail

hey anon! i guess i would say dont try to do all the lineart detail at once, it can lead to stiff looking work. i always do a sketch -> lines -> line weights kind of thing

lineart doesnt have to be all proper and stuff, relax and have fun with it is my advice. use thick and thin lines to add dimension. lineart is fun!

anonymous asked:

Okay I've been thinking about this headcanon for a while now but I don't want G and sai to fight!!! But here it is: g overheard Sai and fubuki talking and fubuki said: "demon cyborg is crazy about you. U know that right? U can't see it?" And Sai says "it's just a phase. He will get over it in a week or something" and later when Sai comes home G is kind of hurt that he thinks his feelings are a phase and not real. And he feels like yelling but not in a angry way more frustrated,

Oooh! Tumblr may have eaten the second part to this (if there was one)! :O But hoooo, this situation calls for Genos to PROVE to Saitama exactly how he feels! No running away or excusing his feelings behind the mask of a passing ‘teenage hormonal’ phase (now that’s a big peeve of mine too!) Because Genos’ passions run much deeper and longer lasting than that. And now, here’s where an argument/disagreement between them can be a good thing: to forward their relationship and clear up any misconceptions between them. Genos may even have a bit of a tiff with Fubuki for spilling the beans before he was even ready! But regardless, Genos needs to be assertive about the one thing most important to him, and to be open and honest TO that very person. :’)  

anonymous asked:

Headcanon about breaking up with the Allies?

Hint: Nothing good will come of this…

America:

-You’re joking, right? He laughs a little nervously, hoping that you’re just pulling his leg. But when you keep insisting that you’re being serious, he takes hold of your hands and stares at you while he asks what he did wrong. He swears that he’ll let you leave after you’ve told him why you’re breaking up with him, but he’s lying. After listening to you, he leads you to the bedroom so you can gather some of your things, but he suddenly grabs you and restrains you to the bed. “I’m so sorry, but I can’t let you leave. Who knows what’ll happen to you if I’m not there to protect you?”

Canada:

-Tears prick at his eyes as he listens, but he forces his voice to stay steady as he sits next to you and asks you why. He’s silent as he listens, but his heart is pounding, and he’s on the verge of hyperventilating. He’s internally breaking down, but he seems calm as he follows you to the bedroom to help you pack. As you bend over to grab a bag, Canada knocks you out. “I’m sorry, so sorry,  érable. But I can’t let you go. I’ll die without you.”

France:

-He doesn’t bother to hide his tears as you tell him that you want to break up. He begs you to tell him why, and thinks that it’s because he somehow wasn’t able to please you. He promises to be better, to make you happier no matter what, but you stay firm despite his desperate vows. He allows you to leave to pack your things, but shortly after he brings you a drink. It only takes a few sips before your vision starts to blur, and your unconscious body drops to the floor. France carefully picks you up, and ties you to the luxurious bed you shared with him. “Forgive me, but I need you. I’ll just have to love you better.”

England:

-He’s angry, but he doesn’t show it. He’s a perfect gentleman when it comes to hearing you out, and seems perfectly amiable to letting you leave, since you’re clearly not happy. What you don’t know is that he’s planning to keep you with him, no matter what he has to do. He follows you to your shared bedroom, to help you pack, and actually does help you. Halfway through, he suggests a break and prepares tea. You don’t see him empty the contents of a small bottle into your cup, and you gladly drink it all. You start packing again, but you feel weird. Why are you packing again? Oh, you wanted to leave. Why? England’s good to you, you love him. You stop, and turn to face him to tell him that you changed your mind. England smiles and kisses you, and helps you unpack. Later, he throws out the empty bottle of love potion, and makes a note to give you another dose later. “See? You’ve always loved me. So stay here with me, alright?”

Russia:

-He’s smiling, but it’s obvious that he’s not pleased. Still, he listens to what you have to say, though he is quick to bring up that you clearly loved him once, and surely you could love him again, right? The smile fades when you’re adamant about leaving, and before you know it you’re being thrown over his shoulder and carried to a part of the house you’ve never been in. He tosses you into a dark, cold room in the basement, and locks the door. You pound on the wood, you scream and beg to be let out, but Russia merely says that he’ll consider letting you out once you’ve been punished for trying to leave. “You’ve been bad, so you have to be punished. Maybe after you’ll remember all of the good things I have done for you, and you’ll remember why you promised to stay with me forever.”

China:

-Nope, he’s not having it. He refuses to listen, and gets irritated when you try to leave. He drags you to another room and pushes you in before locking the door. You scream at him, but he just tells you that the more you resist, the worse your punishment will be. You fall silent, and slump down against the wall, silently hoping that China won’t be too harsh on you. “Stop screaming, you’ll only make it worse. I don’t like hurting you, but you need to know your place, and your place is by my side.”

I’ve done quotes before, but do you guys like them? Just out of curiosity…

anonymous asked:

I had no idea that reblogging was so important to content creators like you! i’m going to make a conscious effort to reblog more art now, thankyou :)))

it’s so important!! I look at every single reblog and read every single tag on my art for feedback. Reblogging art can lead to new opportunities, it can lead to commissions and even possible job opportunities. It makes people aware of this artist and can help small artists (and big artists!) gain confidence in what they post. Like when dan likes one of my drawings, i can bang out another 7 drawings like it’s nothing bc holy shit this person i admire liked something i made but when people are only liking it, it’s kinda like oh, they don’t really like it bc they’re not sharing it and then i dont really want to make a new drawing. And this goes for fic writers and gif makers and everything. Support them by showing other people.

-hour later-

been following this dude for awhile….Is he really leading me out of here..?” Asa ponders to herself, keeping her distance between her and the human. “I swear if hes leading me so he can catch me, ill blast his head off before-

“…I can hear you, you know.” he says suddenly, Asa raising a brow.

“Psh, he cant understand me hes a-”

“Because im ‘human’?” he chuckles

Asa suddenly goes wide eyed, “W-Wait you can understand me???” 

The human sighs and smiles, “ Well i did say i could hear you. Do i need to repeat you word for word?”

She goes silent for a second, before stepping closer to him, “S-Sorry i said that then……Didnt mean to be so rude…”

“Its alright, i expect that reaction to free pokemon. They arent comfortable around humans, and have good reason to be too….”

“…Y-You know im not domesticated???” she steps next to him, “W-Wait then why arent you catching me?? Why are you helping me??”  she asks curiously.

“….Its odvious, to be honest, no offense.” he smiles and looks back at her, “And i think capturing pokemon to make them fight is, disgusting. Humans are such a corrupt race, forcing pokemon to fight eachother till the other gets too hurt to move, or stops moving forever. I want to make sure you dont have to live through that, better being free, right?” 

Asa stares baffled, but she nods in agreement….She wasnt sure if he was sincere or one of those weird pokemon activists…But he seemed, trustworthy for some reason..

Soon, they near Nimbasas city South entrance/exit. 

“Heres the exit, are you capable of scailing the walls?” he turns his head.

“Nono, im alright, but thanks uh….Heh, never got your name uh, what should i call you?” Asa rubs her crest embarresed.

He simply shakes my head.

 “My name isnt important, just go back to your friends, ok?”

Asa shrugs as she begins to scale up the wall… “Well, thanks Dude…Stay safe!” she waves as she climbs up, and jumps over the wall.

Asa lands in the desert resort, her feet being more than fimiliar with the sands. “Second territory sweet territory….” she walks to try and find her group, that of which she does sooner than she expected. She runs over a sand hill and slides down with ease, “Hey guys im back!!!”

The group looks over to the fimiliar voice as bacon wags her tail happily, “Mama!!!” the salamance runs over to asa, giving her a loving nuzzle. The rest of em go over to her, either angry, concerned or something else.

“Yeah sorry, i ended up running to lookit a store and i met this human who could understand me and-GYACK”

Beck punches asa right on her head, “do you REALIZE HOW OFF TRACK YOU MADE US YA GOD DAMN CHERRY ROUGE” The gengardevoir continues to scold asa before she stops, “Look, we cant waste anymore time now. We gotta go, lets find that damn city before were too late..Lets go in groups.” Beck looks over them all with her arms crossed. “Asa, youre with me. Victor,po, an lil susie, Youre all a group. Then Mariposa,Bolin and bacon will be the last ones, If anything happens,call me through psychics, understood?”

Both mariposa and victor nod in understanding. Bolin odviously looks irritated being seperated from his family, same goes for bacon.

“Good, now lets go.”

-The group has split-

[THE GROUP HAS SPLIT UP AND IS NOW IN THE DESERT RESORT. ASKS OPEN ONCE AGAIN! ]

The Deal - 9 (Steve McGarrett/Reader)

Steve and the team are faced with a job they can’t do alone leading them back to you…the one they locked up in prison a couple years prior, offering a deal you can’t refuse…Steve struggles seeing the  supposed reformed inmate as he has to keeps tabs on them until the op is over…will things run smoothly? or will there be trouble in paradise?

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight

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Steve stared at the email finger tracing over his lips as he read it. He smiled a little hearing the inflection of your voice in the words that you wrote. You were doing well for yourself and he was happy for you. He looked up as Danny walked inside his office, “Hey.”

“Hey back.” Danny smiled putting his hands into his pockets, “So I got an email this morning from Y/N.”

“Yeah, me too.” Steve pointed to his computer, “Sounds like she’s been doing really good for herself.”

“Right, I mean we knew she would when we sent those reference letters to her.” Danny nodded a little, “Hard to believe it’s been, what seven months.”

“Yeah something like that…” Steve nodded thinking back to the last time he saw you.

It had been a wild ride of events that led him into your hospital room. He stepped inside seeing you resting on the bed hooked up to a few monitors. Your arm was in a cast, the side of your face scrapped, bruised, and bandaged in places. He stopped at the foot of your bed looking away taking a deep breath in through his nose.

“If you’re going to growl during this visit…” He looked back to you as you opened your eyes into slits a small smirk playing on your slips, “…can you at least do it in a sultry way?”

“Sultry?” His eyebrows shot up as he looked at you, “What you want a strip tease or something?”

“Are you offering?” You laughed a little before groaning making the small smile on Steve’s fade away quickly.

“Take it easy.” He stepped over to the side of the bed looking down into your eyes seeing one of the blood shot from damage, “What were you thinking?”

You stared up at him for a moment before looking away, “I was ensuring that the information got out. We would have been caught….”

“You should have told me!” His voice began to raise.

“Told you?” You looked at him again your mouth slightly open, “I don’t…Steve you took me out of jail to make sure that this would succeed. You told me to make it happen. If I had told you what I was about to do your feelings would have jumped in…”

“Feelings? What feelings?” He interrupted you taking a step back, “There are no feelings.”

“Aw man…” You stared up at him sadness in your eyes, “Catherine really did a number on you…”

He watched you look away from again. He swallowed before clearing his throat, “I…just came by to tell you that you’ve been released. The warden is bringing your personal effects over and has apparently talked to someone about your exams.”

You glanced over at him as he reached into his back pocket pulling out a few envelopes, “The team wrote several letters of recommendation for you. You did good and proved to us all that you’ve changed.”

“That…” You watched him set them down on the side table, “Thanks…”

“Yeah.” He nodded watching you lean your head back, “I’ll let you rest.”

He cleared his throat leaning back in his seat before looking at Danny, “You think she’d help us on this case?”

Danny’s eyes got wide, “Well I don’t know…I mean I guess she could be useful. She might see some ins and outs that we didn’t.”

“It’s art heist and she used to steal art, now she tests security systems to stop people from stealing art.” Steve stood up looking at Danny, “We’re at standstill on this…”

“Sure.” Danny smiled looking at him, “I mean we could use a little more feistiness around here, right?”

Steve let out a soft chuckle, “I’ll give her a call.”

“Yeah…just you know…be nice.” Danny told him.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Steve crossed his arms.

“I’m just saying you two parted on not such great terms if I remember correctly.” Danny squinted at him a little.

“Well…yeah…but I kinda stayed in touch.” Steve glanced down at his laptop. He’d gotten a call from a bank for a reference and ended up tracking you down sending a brief email giving you a heads up. Ever since the two of you kept in touch exchanging emails a few times a month.

“Oh, really?” Danny tilted his head a little making a face, “Well…then, do what you think is best. You are our fearless leader after all.”

Steve did. He couldn’t believe how easy it had been. He thought for sure you’d give him trouble and sass. You didn’t though.

You just told him you’d be on the first flight out that you could get. An hour later he received and email confirming your flight. You’d be here tomorrow.

Steve fiddled with the lei in his hand looking at the people getting off their flights. Danny watched him carefully, “Would you stop? We’re going to need to buy her a new one.”

Steve looked at him and then to the lei seeing how crumpled he was making it, “Sorry…”

“Why are you acting like this?” Danny crossed his arms,

“Like what?”  Steve glanced at him before looking back at the people for you.

“Like a giddy school boy.” Danny smirked when he looked at him, “What have you two been talking about?”

“Nothing…just her business and you know general stuff. How do you dos and she checks up on the team…” Steve told him glancing over at him, “You know…normal stuff…”

“Right…no of course.” Danny looked away from him seeing you round the corner hair bouncing around your face, “Oh hey…look.”

Steve followed his friend pointing. He couldn’t help but smile as you raised your hand waving at them. He moved forward to meet you but stopped midstep as people moved out of your way his mouth dropping open.

He heard Danny next to him, “Wow…”

You walked up to him your shoes in your hands, “Sorry…I lost shoe on the plane and it was all crazy…and…well…”

Danny smiled at you looking you over dressed in a snug pant suit that went over your plump belly, “Wow…you look amazing…”

“I look like a blimp…” You laughed looking at him, “But thank you.”

“Pregnancy is a beautiful look on you.” Danny stepped forward giving you a hug.

“Oh please…” You hugged him tearing up a little, “keep talking my self esteem needs it right now.”

“Aww…” Danny rubbed your arms gently, “I remember when Rachel went through this…never mattered what I said, she called me a liar. Your emotions are all high and out of whack.”

“Oh you have no idea.” You wiped your eyes before looking at Steve, “Hi.”

He blinked several times before he spoke, “Hi.”

You smiled before speaking again, “So I am starving.”

“Right…uh we can grab a bite before getting you setup at your hotel.” Steve swallowed trying to wet his dry throat.

“Well I…actually was hoping one of you might be able to put me up for a bit while I search for a place to live.” They both looked at you surprised, “Yeah, I’m moving back. I wanted to have him here, Hawaii is where I felt most safe, and my doctor won’t let me back on a plan until after he’s born.”

“It’s a boy!” Danny smiled happy for you, “That’s so awesome, I’m sure I can…”

“You can stay with me.” Steve beat him to the punch, “I’ve got that spare room that I’ve been working on for my mom when she visits. Little small, but…”

“It’ll work.” You nodded staring at him, “Thanks.”

“Sure…you want to eat out or at home? I don’t know how you’re feeling.” Steve asked you his grip on the lei tight.

“I am a bit tired…you mind if we grab something and then take a nap before work?” You asked bringing your shoes close to your chest.

“That’s fine.” Steve nodded looking at Danny, “You gonna be able to handle things without us?”

“I am more then capable of getting the team up to speed.” Danny rolled his eyes before looking at you, “It’s really good to see you…you look great, better then great, you’re gorgeous, and if he gives you any trouble just punch him. It’s what I do.”

You laughed giving him a hug again. You hadn’t laughed in a while. Things took off rather quickly and your business grew fast. You had employees and contracts, and people who actually believed in you.

You glanced at Steve as he drove while you took another bite of a french fry. His face was rigid in thought. You let out a sigh through your nose, “Yes.”

As he pulled up to a stop light he looked at you, “Yes?”

“The question that’s been rolling around your head since you saw me at the airport. The answer is yes.” You looked into the bag of food on your lap.

He stared at you until the light turned green. He didn’t say anything or even look at you until he pulled into his driveway. He put the truck into park, “…why didn’t you tell me?”

You looked at him, “…I’m scared.”

“You’re scared…that’s your reason for not telling me that you’re carrying my son?” Steve looked at you his eyes full of emotions, “Y/N…”

“Steve…you’re an amazing guy and no doubt would be a tremendous father.” You told him looking away, “But…I just got out of jail. You still looked at me as a criminal and…and I didn’t think…”

“Didn’t think what?” Steve turned in his seat a little more looking at you.

“I didn’t think you’d want me…any part.” Your nose got red as you started to cry, “God dammit…I’m so over all this…crying shit.”

His nose flared as he looked at you. Before he got out of the truck he let out a sigh, “I’m gonna be there for you…and him…no matter what.”

You looked at him as he shut the door and walked around to yours opening it for you. You looked at his hand extended to you, “I’m not made of glass, Steve.”

“I know…but I’m not going to let you do this by yourself anymore.” Steve told you in a low voice, “I wish you would have told me…”

You looked away feeling more tears, “I…I’m sorry…”

He sighed, “We’ve got…a lot to talk about, but for now you need some rest.”

He helped you inside and got you settled before he walked out to his private beach. His mind was racing as fast as his heart was beating. He knew she wasn’t lying. There was this…switch that went off inside of him when he saw you. He knew.

He was going to be a dad…

Hey, there! I’m still looking for more RP partners/connections!

Times: I’m usually free any afternoon/evening (EST timezone)

Server: Balmung

Types of RP: I’m open to all kinds of RP, but when in doubt, feel free to ask~! I prefer RPing ingame, but I’m open to Discord as well!

About Faolan: An amnesiac who has found his calling through engineering and fighting the good fight. He likes to cook and build whatever his inspiration leads him to. His kindness leads him to try and brighten anyone’s day, but it can also lead him to be naive about the world around him. However, this doesn’t mean he can’t fight! He channels his desire to do good through the Maelstrom and Fool’s Covenant.

If there’s more you want to know, shoot me a message or ask! Same if you’re interested! <3

Thanks.

Dear Philosophy and Ethics Student,

I define it as whatever does more good for people than harm.  Even if it results in something negative, it can eventually lead to something with positive results that far outweigh the negative.  It’s all about keeping a good motivation from start to finish.

What’s the term for that kind of philosophy?  Kantian ethics?

-Phoenix Wright

Twelve Days of Christmas

@overwatch-x-reader and I have created a small event for the holidays.

As you can read, there’ll be twelve themes, all leading up to the 25th of December.

(It says Christmas and Santa but it could be any holiday you want)

This will start on the 14th of December:

Day 1: Christmas tree
Day 2: Carols
Day 3: Ugly sweaters
Day 4: Mistletoe
Day 5: Snow angels
Day 6: Winter sports
Day 7: Snowman
Day 8: Gifts
Day 9: Secret santa
Day 10: Christmas elves
Day 11: The night before Christmas
Day 12: Happy Holidays (Wildcard)

Now, this isn’t just for writing, it’s for drawing, editing, anything you want! It doesn’t matter if it’s x reader or character x character, as long as you’re having fun. You can pick your own characters or ask your followers if you want to.

You can tag both of us, or tag your post as ‘TwelveDaysOfOW’

Happy Holidays x

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She holds stars in her eyes

Pairing: Young!Emma Swan x Fem!Reader

Requested by me lol

Summary: Destiny is a funny thing, it can lead you to things you never though you would see again. It can bring joy or tears. It can kill or revive. Destiny is a funny thing, who could think that he would curse me with you again.

Words: 1470

Warning: I didn’t proof read!

(A/N): I have this idea in my head and it’s killing me so, I write it down, but it was so much better in my head ugh (I’m lowkey proud of how it turn out anyway)

Part 1 - Part 2 (Soon)


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anonymous asked:

which of the seven deadly sins do you think the ros are most aligned with or most likely to be consumed by?

When I wrote the characters/their arcs, I used the Seven Deadly Sins as inspiration;

Calypso - Pride: The negative version of pride is the original and most serious of the seven deadly sins: the perversion of the faculties that make humans more like God—dignity and holiness. It is also thought to be the source of the other capital sins. Identified as dangerously corrupt selfishness, the putting of one’s own desires, urges, wants, and whims before the welfare of people. Overestimation of one’s abilities.

Santiago - Greed: Greed (Latin, avaritia) is, like lust and gluttony, a sin of desire. As defined outside Christian writings, greed is an inordinate desire to acquire or possess more than one needs, especially with respect to material wealth. Like pride, it can lead to not just some, but all evil.

Saint- Sloth: Sloth has also been defined as a failure to do things that one should do. By this definition, evil exists when “good” people fail to act. Dante describes acedia as the failure to love God with all one’s heart, all one’s mind and all one’s soul; to him it was the middle sin, the only one characterised by an absence or insufficiency of love. Some scholars have said that the ultimate form of acedia was despair which leads to suicide.

Adonis- Lust: Lust, or lechery (Latin, “luxuria” (carnal)), is intense longing. It is usually thought of as intense or unbridled desire. Lust, if not managed properly, can subvert proprietary, and lead to greed and gluttony.

Sage- Wrath: People feel angry when they sense that they or someone they care about has been offended, when they are certain about the nature and cause of the angering event, when they are certain someone else is responsible, and when they feel they can still influence the situation or cope with it. In accordance with Henry Edward, angry people are “slaves to themselves”

Avery- Envy: Envy (Latin, invidia), like greed and lust, is characterized by an insatiable desire. It can be described as a sad or resentful covetousness towards the traits or possessions of someone else. Bertrand Russell said that envy was one of the most potent causes of unhappiness,bringing sorrow to committers of envy whilst giving them the urge to inflict pain upon others.

Headcanon

King Thor and Queen Brunnhilde have an heir who they love and cherish deeply. They are a joyful, enthusiastic kid who brings a smile to their parents faces. Brunnhilde and Thor teach the child the many stories of their lives. Both good and bad. They teach them the Asgardian history of imperialism and colonialism and how it lead to the planets destruction so they can teach them to be a good and just sovereign who loves their people and respects other cultures. The child learns the value of loyalty, compassion, courage, and justice. They make their parents so proud.

i love you. i love being here with you. i love imagining you making breakfast in the morning like you offered to this night - laying out a menu of things you would make me if i wanted them. i love thinking how we’ll most likely wake up an hour before you need to be at work, stumble around as we always do, and ill get a bagel at home before i pass out again.

i love lying here in the dark as you sleep beside me, and trying to pet your purring machine of a cat as she wants to crawl into your lap. i try a couple times to stop her so she doesn’t disturb your sleep, but she likes you best. i can’t help but agree.

i love how you lead me around grocery stores, because you are a master at navigating them. that’s incredible! you’re really talented and i love you. i love how you got some ice cream too. i love watching you cook so efficiently! incredible! i love being asked to roll up your sleeves (the only other help you needed besides peeling the yams, and i would be embarrassed except it’s because you’re so good at cooking these dishes) and having the opportunity to kiss your neck. i love that you made sure i knew the spoon and bowl of your SO FLUFFY pumpkin cookies was free for the licking.

i love listening to you breathe. i love how warm you are. i love your nest of blankets on your bed. i love how effusively thoughtful and kind you strive to be, and how you succeed. i love how delighted you were at the blueberry lemonade - i didn’t know that existed, but i like it already because you really like it. and it tasted sooooo good with the lemoncello. i love the texture of your skin and how good it feels to rub my hand across it - i am being sincere. i like how it feels. i like your hair and your nose and how you look wearing three different layers of black om your legs. legs…

i love that you feel comfortable with me. i’m so glad that you feel you can be. i love holding you and taking care of you in whatever way you want at that moment. i love making you happy. i love sharing space with you.

i love how wonderful you are. i love every sound you make, every laugh you have. i love how creative you are, and im so happy that soon you’ll have the time to express it. i love how good you are with tally. ive never liked a cat this much, it’s because of you and your example.

i love how we cuddle for a bit and then do our own sleeping thing, because we get it. i like how easygoing we both are, i think it’s a reason we’re a good match. i love how proud you were over us finally falling asleep spooning, because i am also utterly pleased.

it’s all little things. but everything you do shines. i love you. it’s both a quiet warm thing and a riotous sun inside my chest, right behind my sternum. i love how fond you are of me lapsing into lavender prose. im not used to things that make me Different/Abnormal being worthy of affection and praise. i love you for providing an example that makes it easier to come around to liking myself, idiosyncrasies and all. i love how fond you are of my family and friends. i love how you always want to have enough baked goods (GOODS!) for classmates, professors, coworkers.

i love how you lifted your legs up in your sleep and tally IMMEDIATELY started purring. like!! what a mood. she just crawled back over to me and sat on my chest and i pet her, but of course she crawls over to purr on you. love her. love you.

i love our weekends. i love having times of quiet, normal, domestic, intimate respite and rest. i love all these little details. i love just being with you, being around you. it feels like wrapping myself up in my comforter after A Day. getting warm and cozy. being at home.

anonymous asked:

this fucking extra bitch with his dragon boots. I. just. fucking. can't. I love you so much Harry. Give me more merch. I'm not going to be able to survive the VS show knowing that all the satin and dragon clothing pieces were leading up to this.

Can you imagine the looks we’re going to get the night of the performance?

anonymous asked:

..,.hey so I'm awkward question but do you have any kissing advice? I took a really long time figuring out my sexuality and now I'm 18, in my first relationship with a girl and I still don't know how to kiss and it's stressing me out and it's making my girlfriend think I don't like her because I keep ducking away when she aims anywhere near my face.

Don’t use too much tongue. Other than that, you can learn from her. Just let her take the lead with it and do what she does. Also don’t be embarrassed to tell her the reason why, I’m sure she’ll find it endearing.

bruiserelliot  asked:

*takes a few breaths* O-okay. So, so I'se walkin right? Jus sold m-my last pape. A-an I'se walkin near the Hudson. A-an I saw a Lil b-bit of it l-looked red. I-I look down, a-an she was j-jus ly-lyin there, halfway I-in th-the water. .l-like er ead was in. S-so I p-pulled er o-out an got er b-breathin again, a-an she s-said t-ta find ya a-an that yo-you'd know wh-what t-ta do. P-please, Sh-She's still down th-there, ya g-gotta elp er.


…we’ll skunks whoever done this, can you’s lead me to her?