Ahh, this year passed by so fast, I still feel yesterday was May!! I think this year was better than 2013, except for few things and my health was basically a disaster this year! ww;;;…. But I met a lot of amazing people this year, and I had a lot of fun with online friends and irl friends, and I think that’s what I appreciate the most about this year!!
To be honest, I’m not ready to leave 2014 yet, but I also can’t wait for 2015 (July especifically) because I’ll be able to meet a lot of friends at AX! So I’m pretty excited for that!! ^p^b
I hope everyone have a good year, and I hope you can accomplish all your resolutions for this new year!
Again, Thank you so much for all your love and support along the year! I feel so loved thanks to all of you and you always motivate me to keep drawing (and procrastinating!). I’ll do my best this year too!! 。゜(つω｀）゜。
so for anyone confused about the ages/situations of various Heights characters, these are all of the character breakdowns:
USNAVI DE LA VEGA 24 year old owner of De La Vega’s Bodega, his parents emigrated from the Dominican Republic and have since passed away. He lives with Abuela Claudia (Grandmother Claudia), who isn’t actually his grandmother but they are as close as family. Usnavi is in love with Vanessa and remains the eyes and ears of his Washington Heights neighborhood.
NINA ROSARIO 19 year old Nina has just finished her freshmen year at Stanford University. She is the daughter of Kevin and Camilia Rosario. Nina is the only member of her family and friends who made it to college. She is best friends with Vanessa and a beacon of hope and inspiration to all who know her; she represents the opportunity outside of “the heights.”.
KEVIN ROSARIO In his forties and owner of Rosario Car and Limousine, Kevin is a husband to Camilia and father to Nina. While Kevin was born and raised in Arecibo, Puerto Rico, he immigrated to New York City with Camilia. Kevin immediately started working to provide a better life for his newly- arrived family. He is stubborn, hot tempered at times and can be quick to act without thoughts of repercussions.
CAMILIA ROSARIO Also in her forties, she is the co-owner of Rosario Car and Limousine with her husband Kevin. Also from Arecibo, Puerto Rico, she fell in love with Kevin at 19 and immigrated with him to New York City. She is cool-headed yet keeps a subtle but strong leash on Kevin. Her daughter Nina has just returned for the summer from her first year at Stanford.
BENNY Now a 24 year old cab driver for Rosario Car and Limousine, he once was a street punk and hoodlum, often finding himself in trouble. Kevin saw promise in Benny and helped shape him into a responsible, hard-working young man. Benny has enormous respect for Kevin and sees him as a father figure. Eventually falling in love with Nina, Benny sees a future for them by becoming a businessman. He and Usnavi are best friends.
VANESSA A 19 year old shampoo girl and Daniela’s Salon, Vanessa is strong, intelligent and grew up with Benny and Usnavi. Though Usnavi would like to be something more than Vanessa’s “friend”, he has never made any attempt. Vanessa dreams of leaving to create her own life away from her alcoholic mother.
SONNY 15 years old and Usnavi’s cousin, Sonny is spending the summer working for Usnavi at the bodega. He usually hangs out on the street with his friend Graffiti Pete but avoids trouble. He is an extremely intelligent young man who strives to emulate Usnavi. Passionate to solve the social and economic problems of the city, he is someone that needs guidance or risks ending up a street punk.
ABUELA CLAUDIA In her late 60’s, she raised Usnavi after his parents passed away and continues to live with him. She emigrated from Cuba when she was very young. Of all the characters, Abuela Claudia has been in “the Heights” the longest. She struggled to learn English, struggled to find work and in turn has helped others who have followed in her path. She is clearly the matriarch of the neighborhood.
DANIELA In her thirties, she is the owner of Daniela’s Salon. Savvy to say the least, she is quick witted, brassy and outspoken. While she retains a motherly relationship with Vanessa, she remains the gossip queen of the neighborhood. Non-nonsense, she has built a successful business but is being forced of the neighborhood because of rent hikes.
CARLA In her mid-twenties, she is a hairdresser at Daniela’s Salon. Born and raised in Queens, she is a pure, sweet, innocent, and loving woman who is devoted to her family and friends though she is easily taken advantage of because of her naivety. She and Daniela are best friends.
GRAFFITI PETE An 18-year old graffiti artist and the nemesis of Usnavi, he is always hanging out on the streets, dancing to his boom box music, spraying any surface he can. Usnavi is unhappy that Sonny and Graffiti Pete are friends because Graffiti Pete epitomizes everything that Usnavi hopes that Sonny will not grow up to be.
PIRAGUA GUY In his-mid thirties, he walks the hot and humid streets of Washington Heights selling piraguas (flavored ice shavings) to earn a living. He represents a rhythm of the islands in the big city.
Sometimes, Gavin dreams of forests and darkness and teeth.
There was a long stretch, after he came back from the dead, where he didn’t sleep at all. He was scared he wouldn’t wake up. That seems a reasonable fear, doesn’t it? Sleep too close to death. Awake too close to dreaming - to the paranoid fear that none of this was ever real, is just some sort of hallucinated afterlife, and in reality he is gone, long deep in the ground, and the others mourn him.
That is all stupid, of course. It’s been a year, and he’s slept and woken more than enough times to know that it is safe.
Finally finished!! Ughhh after almost a year of struggle, today I’ve broken down the blockage that’s been holding me for a while. Now I’m so happy at the thought of seeing one of my favourite Doctors on the wall of my new room soon.
If you want to see more of my art, check this out!
((A Revelation to round up ALL Revelations in this chapter as Zeref reveals the true identity of E.N.D, and that he is no longer residing in the book like most had assumed.))
SO…on top of the fact that Natsu’s 400 years old ((which explains a lot in the Fighting Festival Arc when he couldn’t get past Freed’s Runes)), he’s ‘technically’ the Guild Master of Tartaros, was the one who Igneel fought and lost against, AND is the one that Gray intends to kill to fulfill the task his father left to him.
Thinking about how things have turned out, it really is ironic since it’s similar to the time when we’d all assumed Zeref was asleep, but in fact he wasn’t.
It makes you wonder if Igneel knew what he really was, and whether he intended to kill him before developing affection towards him as his son. ((Though we’ll probably never know NOW unless we conveniently have something of his that would-*GASP* HIS SCARF. 83…*ahem* but I digress…))
As the cogs of fate continue to wind down to the battle that will decide the destiny of this world, what will be the inevitable fate of Natsu who has no idea of the tragic role he may play that could lead them all down the path towards destruction?
Polly spent every holiday of her youth with Digory after 1900. Ever winter, every summer. Rain or shine, they were together. Their main activity was looking for magic. The children hoped of meeting a talking animal or finding a pool to take them to another world. It never happend though. Years passed and one day they stopped asking animals if they could understand what they were saying. And one day they stopped jumping in water only to find they were soaking wet. But neither Digory nor Polly stopped remembering Narnia. And they never stopped being the others best friend.
I feel like every teacher should have a get out of jail free card–an absence with no questions asked, and you don’t have to do any work to prep for it. A stay-home-from-school-without-guilt-and-without-making-copies-free-pass.
I would love that. I would treasure it all year and redeem the hell out of it in the spring.
“At a certain point during the screen test, I was so overwhelmed with anxiety about the opportunity that I almost passed out. I watched it later, and that moment came, fluttered and wasn’t even noticeable. But, to me, it was this stretched-out moment of what keeps people from doing theater for 30 years - just an unadulterated fear of failure.”
-Robert Downey Jr. on landing the role of Tony Stark
You know what would be really cute? Hunk finding Allura passed out somewhere, exhausted after spending days on end thinking up battle strategies, searching the stars for distress calls, and trying to catch up on the 10,000 years of history she missed. And Hunk doesn’t even think twice about it, he’s honestly just acting on instinct; he just picks her up and carries her to her bed. He’s done it a million times for his siblings, his friends (mostly Pidge, but he’s found Lance lying in some pretty odd places back in the Garrison), and Allura’s a friend so of course he’ll make sure she sleeps in a proper bed instead of a chair or something.
How about some more Hunk and Allura interactions, is all I’m sayin
People everywhere have lost much of their childhood recently, with the passing of Christine Cavanaugh. She voiced a lot of memorable characters in past years, and I speak for everyone when I say I’m sad to see her go.
Rest in peace, Christine. Your legacy and your voices live on in our hearts.
despise you more than any other human I have ever met, sometimes. You’re loud and wild and act like you have the mental capacity of a
five year old.” A sigh passes your lips. Great. This is just
what you needed.
you flirting with me?” He says as his face cracks into a smile
and a chuckle leaves his lips. Ashton Irwin drove you crazy. He was the reason
behind your current misfortune and was the reason your blood was at boiling
point. But you couldn’t help but love him anyway.
you going to clean this mess up or just keep on staring at me? Not that I’m
complaining but the hot coffee over my lap is quite distracting.”
Silence. That’s all you could give him, as much as you pleaded with your head
to talk there was no words.
just- erm, yeah. I’ll clean your table now.” The heat on your face
was unbearable and you were certain that your cheeks had gone so red that the
whole shop knew you had turned into a blundering mess. Ashton was sat back in
his chair with his arms overlapped on his chest, a smug look on his face and he
was practically basking in the pleasure of watching you.
It wasn’t that you hated Ashton Irwin, you didn’t at all but
ever since the first day he walked into your coffee shop, all he had brought
with him was trouble. He had come in one Monday morning, laptop in hand and
nothing had been the same since. By Tuesday you were friends and had learnt all
about his passion for music, how sometimes he had to get away from the studio and
his band members in order to finish a song he had been working on. Wednesday
brought on a whole new adventure in itself as he placed the earphones over your
head, your stomach doing somersaults as he pressed play on a song he had just
finished. It was unlike anything you had ever heard and you couldn’t help but
close your eyes and get lost, the song ended and when you glanced at him he was
staring at you, you could see the universe in his eyes and you caught yourself
wishing he saw some in yours too. Thursday brought a sense of ease, Ashton had
been asking you questions all day as you wandered around the shop and playfully
answered him. His eyes never left you, he watched you intently and hung on
to every word you said. And by Friday… well by Friday he meant everything to
you. By Friday you knew you were in trouble.
You had never been so intoxicated by someone, the idea of him
became a staple in your everyday routine and the days he was away became the
longest. You would get up and go to work and keep your eyes fixated on the door
waiting for him to enter. It was an unexpected friendship but it was one of
your most valued and he quickly became someone you turned to when it felt like
the world was against you. He made sure to question your actions and always
encouraged you to be the best version of yourself, he made you a better person
and you were grateful for that.
know, I’ve been coming in here for six months now and that’s the first time
I’ve seen you spill something. I must say, I’m impressed.” You
resist rolling your eyes and settle for a snarl that makes him shrink back into
his seat. He laughs and it makes you pause, it’s your favorite laughter of
his, the one that travels all the way to his eyes and makes them crinkle. It’s
a sound you wish you could hear every day. You want to change the conversation,
you want to tell him how the thought of him leaving today and not returning for
a few months is slowly killing you but you know it’s too far. It’s too much for
just ‘friends’. Ashton had slowly become the one who changed everything. He was
the fire that set you alight and ignited every nerve in your damn body, he made
you dare to dream and even made you finally pluck up the courage to write a
business proposal to expand your shop.
Irony. It hits you hard in the face and drains you of any
hope you have, you don’t get to decide who you fall for, all you know is that
they drive you completely crazy insane but it is worth it. He is so wrong for
you but so right, you know what you feel for him makes you feel unhinged and no
one can explain it and it’s because you are in love. Irony. It makes you feel a
hundred miles away from the one you are closest to.
It’s when he kisses you on the cheek you know there is no
going back. He is leaving and his touch lingers on you longer than usual. Your
hand brushes over his and you swear you feel your insides explode, his eyes search
yours for the next move and it feels like time is moving so slow but the moment
is over as quickly as it has begun. That is all it takes, a touch so subtle and
gentle but it sets your whole body on fire, it leaves you dazed and takes you
away for a few seconds. That casual kiss on the cheek should have meant
nothing, but it made your heart burst and your hands shake. You were in love
with him, not the casual love you feel when a stranger passes you by and stops
you with their looks, it was nothing like that. It was the love that captures
you and makes you grateful for every little thing that has ever happened. It
was the love that had the power to reduce you to a fragile mess.
It had been weeks since you had heard from him, the sinking
feeling in your stomach had grown every day and you are sure he has forgotten
about you. The shop feels empty, the words of customers had become a background
noise and you find yourself holding back tears on multiple occasions. Maybe it
was you, maybe you felt something he didn’t and you had created an imaginary
connection in your head. He was everywhere, his songs played on the radio and
his usual seat in the shop is left untouched most days, acting as a constant
reminder of his absence.
The bell on the shop door chimes and when you look up, you
almost lose your balance.
He walks towards you and you swear you haven’t taken a breath
since he entered, you don’t have to chance to register anything until his arms are
curling around your body and pressing you tight towards his chest. Everything is tense
until you feel him relax, your hands claw at the material of his shirt to
convince yourself this is real. Words are muttered but you can’t
decipher them, the world is spinning and you want to cry. He pulls back and his
hands encompass the sides of your face, lips brushing against one another and
suddenly it makes sense. You know why they call it falling in love, you fall
with no destination and it drives you crazy, it sends you into a mess and lets
your ears fill with your heartbeat whilst the world continues to spin.
His lips find yours again and you know it was worth the wait,
you couldn’t care less that everyone is staring. It’s quiet but you hear it,
his voice so low that aren’t sure if he is even speaking at all.
Ok so imagine an episode (ok let’s face it, AU) where the LoT team go to central city 2028 or a year around that) and since it’s a timeline that should come to pass if everything turns out okay, they’re all undeniably curious. And so, despite Rip’s warnings (which, really, he knows they’re not going to listen to him but he still likes to try) the team head off to look around. Len isn’t sure he’d still be in central city but if there’s one man he knows should still be there - it’s the Flash. And so, going on a hunch, Len decides to see how Central’s favourite Scarlett Speedster is doing by going to the precinct. He doesn’t enter, he’s not stupid, but he does linger outside and is rewarded when Allen exits mid afternoon.
The years have been kind to the kid, or should he now say man since Barry is probably close to his age here. He appears to be a rush and Len follows. Rather than wander around on the hope his future self is in central, it seems much more productive to see what’s happened to the people he knows. Fortunately, Allen doesn’t use his speed and Len keeps up with him until they reach a school, and of course Allen would have a kid. Probably with that reporter, West’s daughter.
Len waits with Barry as a child around 9 or 10 comes out and heads towards the man. The closer the child gets, however, the more uncomfortable Len feels for reasons he can’t quite pinpoint. By the looks of the boy, he probably isn’t related to the West’s, so it stands to reason the mother is someone Len doesn’t know. Still, the feeling of discomfort lingers.
“Hey Pa, I thought Dad was picking me up today,” Len hears the kid say and that makes Len pause. Pa? Dad? How very interesting.
“He had a bit of an accident at work, sprained his ankle.”
“Is he okay?’
"You know your father, he’s milking it up for all its worth. He’s fine.” Allen replies with a grin.
The kid laughs and against his better judgement (he’s already seen enough) he follows them once more to a nearby house that doesn’t look half bad. A big step up from living with your foster father, Len would presume.
Since there’s no way Len can follow inside, he slyly passes by the window in the hopes he might see the man this kid calls Dad. There a curtains drawn but they’re thin enough that when Len dares to get a closer look, he can just make out whose inside. He squints and the blur sitting on the couch comes a bit more into focus. He’s not prepared for what he sees.
It’s him. Older yes, but still recognisably him. And now the reason why the kid looked strange is made clear. He looks almost identical to how Len was at his age.
Len stumbles back and heads towards the ship, trying to make sense of what he’s seen. He can’t be with Allen! He can barely tolerate the kid as it is, let alone be in a relationship with him and have a fucking kid. All of a sudden, Len’s glad he went looking. Now he can do all he can to prevent this. After all, what’s a criminal like him doing with a hero like Allen? Len wasn’t made for happy endings, he’d long ago accepted that. He wasn’t supposed to get the white picket fence house, the 2.5 kids and a dog and maybe this wasn’t that but it is close enough that Len knows he can’t have it.
The first thing Len sees when he returns is fire and Stein and Rip lying unconscious. He manages to get the fire out (with more than a bit of difficulty) and when Rip awakens, the grim expression on his face tells Len he’s not gonna like what Rip’s about to say. He explains in detail what happened but it’s the final sentence that Len gets stuck on.
“We’re trapped here.”
And for a while, Len’s okay with that because after all, if they can’t get home then the future with Allen he’d seen will never come to pass.
Then, while he’s out taking a break from the working/fighting that’s been going on in the ship, he comes across Allen again, although this time it’s different. There’s a child at his side but it’s not the one Len saw before. It’s a girl with light brown skin, dark hair in pigtails and eyes that Len has seen before on her mother. This was West’s daughter. Allen’s daughter. Not his boy.
It takes Len a second to realise why his hands are clenched and he feels like screaming. To put it simply, he’s jealous. For all that he wanted to make sure it never happened, now that his future with Allen is gone he wants it back. He wants to be the one Allen come home to, who he has a kid with.
All of a sudden, Len’s desire to remain in the future disappears. He needs to get back.