it's actually frustrating

anonymous asked:

As a bit of an enthusiast when it comes to historical fashion it annoys me they tried to "modernize" it. Like the original dress wasn't period-accurate either, but it DID have a basis in history (albeit the wrong period), whereas the new dress doesn't seem to have any respect to history

i feel you, but if they had ditched the historical accuracy for a good looking dress, i would let it slide. like, i can’t speak for historical accuracy on cinderella’s dress, but just look at this

it really looks like a magical dress. like a big, fluffy, beautiful blue cloud of a dress. just looking at it makes me want to reach out and feel it’s texture. the only downside is the too tight corset, imo, but just loose it up a bit, let the poor girl fucking breathe, and you have a simple, yet regal and dreamy dress. a++

now compare it to this and just

what is this stiff, piss-colored thing. what the hell. it looks as sad as i feel while seeing it.

actually, for better accuracy, just take these two similar shots of the princesses wearing their respective gowns:

vs

really, in my opinion, there’s no competition. this dress is lazy and boring. step up your game once more, disney.

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only for today.

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messing around with new black and white pens!!

Hold up.

How can anyone still say that Mon-El could have changed things on Daxam if he would willingly return? The last 2 episodes fully established that Mon-El having a voice in what Daxam would become as they moved forward was next to impossible.

Mon-El said that nothing would change if he returned and no dialog is accidental. He is the character that can deliver a reliable narrative about his parents and what they’re like. But the show didn’t just tell us that, in the very next episode they showed us that as well.

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I actually had this ‘done’ a few months ago but when I tried to line it properly…it looked bad, so I just gave up on it for a while.

But since drawing’s still difficult for me these days I figured I’d try and fix it up a bit? Colouring is probably the most fun, I swear.

Confession: Tiki is half the reason I started playing Heroes, her design’s way too cute!

boyfriend goals:

  • lee jong suk
  • not someone who acts like one of his characters
  • not someone who looks like him
  • lee
  • jong
  • suk
  • he is everything the hopeless romantic in me wants
  • lee jong suk is everything
  • Me: Okay. Pride month. I'm actually going to post asexuality stuff on Facebook just to broaden friends' knowledge and be open and proud about a part of myself.
  • Brain: okay but remember how Mom keeps mentioning you should tone down the asexuality stuff and that you'll only scare people away even though you've only ever mentioned it to your parents and like two offline friends in passing?
  • Me: .. oh right yeah. Need to tone that shit down. Right. Shit.
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ginkgo leaves are falling

The Great Wave of Kanagawa

~10cm across (chinese watercolor and ink)

Even Angels Sin

Originally posted by visual-17

Pairing: JoshuaxReader
Genre: Smut. Smut. And more smut.
Summary: He behaves like an angel when you two are around other people, but when you are alone, his personality changes. Nobody knows his true colors, but it is only a matter of time before his secret is released.
Warnings: Daddy Kink, public sex
A/N: Wow I felt weird writing this about my angel. But hey, I write what you guys want.


“Ooh, Ooh, I’m just tryna get you in the mood. Ooh, Ooh, baby just show me what it do. Now blow it like a flute. Ooh ohh. Ooh ooh oooooohh” You sang, making subtle eye contact with your boyfriend Joshua. Through the years, you had become very close with Joshua and all the other members. So anytime they have a group outing, you are always invited. Tonight, Seungcheol decided to treat everyone to a night in a karaoke room, and you being the extra person you are, you had to choose the most sexual song in the song bank when it was your turn.

Your turn was over and you took your seat next to Joshua. As for relationship, he usually took the “I’m a pure innocent child of Jesus” role and you usually took the “lol you said the number 69 I am dying of laughter” role. But when you two were alone, those roles did not apply. None of the other members new how twisted his mind was, the perverted things he constantly thought, or how fucking kinky he was. Yes, Joshua Hong, the pure Christian boy who went to church every Sunday was actually an avid sinner. In front of everyone else he would only go as far as to wrap his arm around your shoulder or hold your hand, but when you were alone, he had no boundaries.

“That was a very suggestive song you chose up there.” He said, cracking open a cold one.

“Yeah it was. I can tell you liked it though. And since when do you drink in public?” You asked him.

“First of all, I don’t approve of a young lady singing such a song in front of men who are older – and younger – than her, and second of all, I am not drinking liquid sin, I am drinking a Fanta Orange Soda.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Alright.” You said, making yourself comfortable as he wrapped his arm around you. 

“GUYS!!! JOSHUA AND ____ ARE HAVING SEX AVERT YOUR EYES!” Minghao screamed at the top of his lungs. The rest of the guys broke out in laughter while Joshua’s face turned red. To further your boyfriend’s embarrassment, you began to sexually moan as loud as you could.

“Uhhh…Oh Josh….Oh yes….Uhhh!” You sang out as the boys fell over with laughter once more. Joshua looked at you, his eyes were dark. 

“You’ve gone too far, babygirl.” He thought. He was going to wreck you. But not tonight, he knew you would be horny after this, and in order to punish you correctly, he needed to hold off.

“Well, I think that is enough for tonight. ___ and I will be heading home, I’ll see you guys before the concert tomorrow.” Joshua said, standing up. He firmly grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the room and shutting the door. 

“Man…Josh must be on his period.” Jun joked after the door was abruptly shut.


“What the fuck were you doing in there, ___?” Joshua said, shutting his side of the door. You fastened your seatbelt, you knew you were in for a talk.

“Sorry! Is it a crime for a girl to want to joke around with her boyfriend and his friends in a casual manner? I don’t know why you act like such a fucking prude around them, because that is not who you are. Its actually kind of frustrating, you know that? God.” You huffed, crossing your arms and looking out the window.

“Are you talking back to Daddy?” He asked you. You did not respond and continued looking out the window. 

“Oh you are ignoring Daddy now? Look at me.” He said, turning your face towards his. 

“You are already being punished for what you did in there. Unless you want me to fuck you senseless while everyone watches tomorrow, I suggest you start listening to Daddy.” Joshua said sternly.

“What are you going to do, tie me up and fuck me on stage in front of all your fans?” You asked with a tinge of attitude.

“I will if I have to babygirl, so don’t test me.” He said, putting the car in gear. The ride home was silent. He was thinking about what he would do to you tomorrow and you were thinking about him fucking you when you got home. 

“Daddy,” you said, breaking the silence, “Are you going to punish me when I get home?” You said, wanting to know everything he was going to do to you.

“No princess. When we get home, we are going straight to bed.” He said, pushing down harder on the gas pedal. You huffed and looked out the window. Why was he always like this? One minute he is a pure angel, the next minute he is so dirty and sinful. He only shows his true colors to you, his best friends don’t even know what he is really like. It is only a matter of time before they find out, Joshua can’t keep himself hidden for much longer.


You woke up the next morning to the sun shining on your face. You sat up and looked around, Joshua must have left for rehearsal already. You checked the time, it was 1:00 pm. “Fuck.” You said to yourself as you hopped out of bed. You took a quick shower and got yourself ready in a matter of minutes. Joshua would be so mad if you were late to his concert. Rehearsal was already half way over, you needed to get there quick. You got in your car and began to drive to the stadium, only to be met with typical Seoul traffic. “God fucking dammit! I’m in for one now.” You said, as you looked at the never ending line of cars in front of you. The show starts in 2 hours, and you were 45 minutes away from the stadium. You picked up your phone and began to text Joshua. 

Me: Hey, I’m stuck in some really bad traffic. I might be late to your concert.

Joshua: Babygirl I don’t wanna have to keep punishing you. Get here before the concert or you are in trouble.

You sat in the traffic for about 45 minutes before it started to clear up. And as soon as the cars were moving at a decent pace, you made it your mission to get to the concert as fast as you could. You became one of those assholes who dodged and weaved through the traffic, it was almost time for the concert to start. 

You arrived at the stadium with 15 minutes to spare. You ran backstage to see Joshua, to show him that you hadn’t failed him.

“Babygirl! You made it on time!” He whispered in your ear as he gave you a hug. He pulled away and grabbed your hand, “Follow me.” He said. You were lead inside of the wardrobe closet, when you were both inside he closed the door. 

“Pants off now.” He said. You obeyed him and undressed your bottom half. He stuck his finger in between your legs, testing the waters. 

“Alright babygirl, here is whats going to happen. I’m going to fuck you here, and you can’t make a single sound, okay?” He said, voice deep and full of lust. You nodded your head. You heard his zipper unzip and you felt his tip teasing your entrance. Suddenly you felt a sharp slap at your ass, you let out a moan. Joshua’s hand covered your mouth as he pushed into you with one thrust, stretching you out. 

“I said no noises.” He said, roughly pounding into you. Your hands slammed against the wall as he mercilessly fucked you. One of his hands made a fist in your hair and pulled your head back. His pace quickened along with his breathing, you could tell he was close. 

“I’m just getting another bowti- OH MY GOD JOSHUA AND ____ ARE HAVING SEX!!” Minghao screamed as he opened the door. Joshua instantly pulled out and you yanked your pants up. 

“Minghao you used that one last night you can’t use it aga- OH MY GOD.” Seungcheol said as he was met to Joshua’s naked lower half, your messily pulled up pants and both of your red cheeks. Joshua and you were frozen in fear as the other members rushed over to see what the fuss was about. After about 30 seconds of pure terror, Joshua pulled up his pants and briefly exited the closet with you while the other members laughed. 

“Man, looks like we were wrong about Josh. By the way he was holding her by the hair I bet he is pretty kinky.” Jun said. 

With a red face and a hard dick, Joshua walked on stage to perform. You were going to have a long night ahead of you, but that is okay. At least his friends knew his true colors now, but god you would never hear the end of this.


Thank you so much @kpopadmin for the request!

Unpopular opinion: no matter how many ‘depression tips’ posts suggest it and no matter how many times I’ve done it, cleaning literally anything has never ever made me feel even a tiny bit better

imagine if any of the animated DC projects that jaime’s been in portrayed him as the kind, compassionate, complex hero he is, showing his fun and light-hearted side and his emotional, moral side equally instead of falling deeper into the stoic latino bad boy stereotype. imagine if

Someone: *post giant rant about how much they hate ZeroX saying it’s terrible and not canon*

ANYWAYS BOY I LOVE HOW GAY MEGAMAN X AND ZERO ARE I love that they love each other and love to make out and hold hands. Gosh I love how gay and in love they are, they’ve got such a healthy happy relationship :)

See, I want to enjoy romance novels. I have nothing against romance novels, in theory.

My problem is that so many romance novels include a love-triangle, and I inevitably end up wanting the heroine to pick the guy she doesn’t choose. It’s just an exercise is frustration.