just look at all of their faces

I kinda feel for Keith though, I mean he’s over here holding hands with Lance and cradling him in his arms

(Not to mention that Lance totally forgot about this)

Flirting with him

Making it painfully obvious that he has feelings for him

He’s doing all he can people, and then Lance doesn’t even notice any of this, he just flirts with Allura right in front of him

(It’s really no surprise why Keith is always making that face)

Kisses mice behind his back (pfftt)

And then this is literally what he gets in return

So honestly, you really can’t blame him for always acting/looking so done and like he wants to severely injure Lance 

It’s relatable

Ellie Lee: let’s take a pic looking cool.
Jin: I’m a mother fucking bad ass look at my fake ass gun I will fuck u up with just one finger
Namjoon: if looks could impregnate you’d be pregnant 85 times already
Taehyung: sit on my face
Jeon: look at all the fucks I give
Yoongi: soft swagger thumbs up
Jimin: I don’t know whats going on but I’m going to just act cute 🤗
Hoseok: I’m here to fuck shit up hashtag fuck bitches and get money hashtag mister steal your girl hashtag where’s the weed

I just realized that Felicity is wearing her glasses in the final scene of 5x17. While she could have multiple pairs, I’m assuming that at some point after he showed them to Oliver, Adrian returned them to Felicity’s apartment.

And now they’re on her face and she doesn’t even know.

And all I can think of is Oliver looking at those glasses on her face and thinking of Adrian taking them out of his pocket and Oliver not knowing whether Felicity is safe.

anonymous asked:

I live and would die for asexual biromantic Percy Jackson

Listen …. I live and breath for this headcanon and I love you for agreeing 

  • Percy treats Annabeth right - he grew up with Gabe abusing Sally and he vowed to be the exact opposite of him - so she doesn’t realize right away. They’ve never done anything further than kiss and she assumes it’s because they’re young and then because there’s other things to worry about and then that he’s being a gentleman once everything has settled down
  • When she finds out she’s incredibly supportive and Percy breathes a sigh of relief (cause lets face it: Percy probably has lots of self-worth issues and anxiety and it was hard for him to come out)
  • A lot of people are concerned about them having children and they’re just like are you crazy?? we don’t want to bring a child into this world to possibly suffer like us
  • Instead they look after, care, and help train all the campers who ran away, were kicked out of their homes, or were orphaned. Their hands are always full, but it makes them feel as if they’re doing some good in the world and they end up having dozens of children and what, just because we didn’t birth them doesn’t mean they’re not our children, piss off
  • The particularly young campers live with them and pay visits to Sally when they get older. She bakes for them and gives them life advice and pulls them into her infamous hugs when they’re sad. She warns Percy who to keep an eye on
  • But as much as he feels comfortable around his family, he’s self-conscious around the Aphrodite cabin and anyone else he thinks may sneer at him for it, until many reassurances later when they help him accept who he is
  • Once he accepts who he is, he loves to joking flirt with Jason and Piper and Leo, who tell him to screw off. Annabeth thinks it’s hilarious because she knows there’s nothing behind it besides trying to get a rise out of their friends
  • And if sometimes they pull pranks or fight Percy in retaliation, let’s just say she’s only a foot behind to record all of it
  • He and Annabeth go to every Chris Evans movie cause damn that boy is so dreamy
  • His favorite pajama shirt is one that reads “you are correct, Asexuals do reproduce via budding and soon our clones will rule the world” that Annabeth bought him

This went to a different place than I was expecting but here are some of my thoughts nevertheless

Mod Isabel


y'all i had so much fun cosplaying mare barrow. i literally felt like such a kickass princess because i did this in honor of being discharged from the mental hospital (that story is somewhere else on my page)


what i did: half of my face is mareena. the other half is mare. one the mareena side i tried to look cold and dead like a silver hence the cool tone foundation and dark makeup. basically, i did my very best to be silver and even added a silver flush that you can see if you look closely.
on the other side- i made myself look beat up and worn down like mare. i added as much color and damage to my face ask possible. i also attempted some pretty terrible looking lightning scars.


this was so much fun. i hope everyone, including Queen Vic, loves it as much as I did. @vaveyard 🖤🖤🖤

xoxo, iliana 🌹

If you want to cry, I suggest you look at IMB’s casting list for the Netflix Death Note Movie.

you know, the story of how (white) Light Turner find a Death Note and the Green Goblin comes to explain to him the rules of a Deah Note, eventually he’ll meet (white) Mia Sutton, his love interest, but not before meeting, apparently, some “Homecoming king” in the obvious American High School.

But don’t worry if you look for your Asian Cast, The Nightclub ladies are all Asiatic so Netflix is #Diverse. Also Watari is Japanese, Netflix cares about its diversity, just as the fact the only black man of the cast plays L, so it’s not #whitewashing

By the way if you see the likes of Matsuda, Aizawa, Ray Palmer, or Naomi Misora in the list, you warn me, you know, since they don’t seem to be involved in the project either, it’s obvious Homecoming King is a more important trouble to face.

Straight up I want this project to die. 

“maybe, in another world, you’re just two boys tangled up in plaid sheets.

your armor is his worn sweatshirt, threadbare in all the right places. your helmet: his knit cap, the one you pull off of his head whenever he least expects it.

your hands aren’t meant to hold a weapon, not anymore. they tangle in his hair instead, intricate braids woven on lazy sunday afternoons, framing his face and falling gracefully over his shoulders.

somewhere in your mind, there’s the memory of waves slapping against rocks, loud and aggressive, a call to war that dragged you away from everything that had ever felt safe. the sounds here are softer. birds find a home outside your window, and their songs align with the sound of his steady breathing beside you each morning.

the room you share smells like coffee and hair conditioner, and feels more like home than anywhere else ever has. his clothes smell like him, and he never minds when you wear them.

the blood that once rushed in your ears and seized your heart in violent stutters is nothing more than the shower running now, every morning at the same time. sometimes you’ll join him, and other times you’ll lie in bed, listening to him sing until he wanders back to you. his damp hair is always wrapped in a towel on top of his head, and you both laugh.

in fact, there isn’t any blood here at all, just empty soda cans on your dresser, and a teapot sitting on the stove. he always puts fig leaves in his tea, and the notion stirs something in your heart that you can’t name.

he’s different here too. you’d love him in every universe, but his eyes never lose their brightness anymore. his hands hold yours without shaking, gentle and soft, and you can’t help thinking that this is how he was always meant to be. he never trembles in his sleep, and there’s a peacefulness to his face that never falters.

you aren’t afraid of losing him here. that’s the best part, isn’t it? he is a constant. achilles, achilles, achilles. you never feel like the ground is falling out from under your feet, and you’re never struck with the realization that he won’t always be beside you. “we’ll have each other forever,” he promises you, and you believe him.

maybe, in another world, you’re just two boys who love each other, and there isn’t a war or a prophecy to separate you.

maybe, in another world, you wake up every morning to the feeling of his lips against yours.

maybe, in another world, you’re happy.”

         -dear patroclus, i promise you there’s a place where everything is okay // jc

real talk. alright. arin hanson is really pretty. like have you seen that man’s arms? face? eyes? hair? skin? that man is so goddamn pretty.

EXO reaction - their GF trying to glare at them, but she just looks like a sad puppy



“No, Minseok.”

He’d get super close to your face and look into your eyes until you are unable to hold back your smile and just kiss him.

Originally posted by sehunpictures


He’d look at you lovingly and brush your cheek with his thumb. He’d whisper a soft apology in hopes that you would forgive him. He doesn’t like seeing his soft girlfriend upset with him. look how soft he is in this gif like- NOOOO~~

Originally posted by veriloquentmind


“Aww, Baobei, why are you crying?”

“I’m not crying, I’m mad at you.”

*heartbroken beyond belief*

Originally posted by sehunsbubbleteabooty


He would get all close to you and give you his signature silly faces to make you happy. He would give you little Eskimo kisses and hold you close.

Originally posted by saranghaera


“Don’t be mad at me, Jagi. I love you.”

He would absolutely smother you in love and cuddles. 

Originally posted by exoxoolf


He has a very intense love-hate relationship with your glaring face. He loves that you are still soft and sweet looking even when you’re bad, but he hates making you angry.

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek


The two of you would have a fierce staring contest until he caves in because he can’t resist a cute puppy. He’d give a little giggle and pull you into his arms.

Originally posted by drawien


He would do funny dances to get you to smile again. You wouldn’t be able to angry for very long while watching him make a fool of himself for you.

Originally posted by veriloquentmind


He would apologize about 1,000 times until you give in. It wouldn’t even matter what he did or said, he would take you look to heart and feel bad.

Originally posted by huntertainment

i mean like it’s so obvious that the idea of escaping didn’t even OCCUR to Kallus at all. not for a second did he think he would be going to chill with the rebels. when ezra gets himself captured his first thought is that ezra did this to WARN him, and even that is enough to make him shocked and incredulous.

when Ezra says that they came to RESCUE him? Just look at this FACE he makes (and sorry for my shitty screencap):

he goes back to bravado mode quickly after but there’s a full moment of silence there where the mask just drops and you see pure shock and astonishment on his face. He is genuinely floored that the rebels want to rescue him. And there’s more than just surprise there in that facial expression - I think he’s also genuinely touched, too. There’s a definite sense of ‘They did this for ME?’ in there. 

Honestly kudos to the animators for popping that in there and expressing so much with just a facial expression. Kallus in general is actually a really expressive character and despite how much I criticise Rebels’ writing they do manage to reveal a lot about his character through subtle cues. 

A defintion of perfection- Jeffmads

(This is literally just an attempt to get me out of my writing slump)) 

The snow fell, small flakes, dancing in the air, James’ dark eyes tracking all the movement, an amazed look on his face as the small flakes grew larger. 

“It’s gonna be a snow day for sure.” Thomas said happily, he was staying over at James’ house, which meant he would probably be snowed in for a couple of days. Not that James minded, Thomas and him were, well ,not dating, but they were sure as hell more than friends. His parents were cooking a warm dinner for them, and by that, he meant they were making pasta with pink sauce. He was looking forward to it, holding his friend’s hand under the table as they talked about anything and everything, ranging from school to debate team to girls, a topic neither of them liked, to clothes, to sports, a topic James happened to despise. Soon their meal was ready and they hurried over to get their plates out and feed themselves. The first night passed all too quickly and too soon James was in his bed, Thomas on a mattress on the ground. His family always joked about buying Thomas a bed, since he was always over, but instead just bought a mattress.

James yawned sleepily, moving over so Thomas could crawl into his bed. Whenever they knew his parents were asleep, they would do this, share the same bed and just hold each other. They exchanged soft kisses, at first their lips just brushing against each other before it slowly grew more passionate, their tongues clashing, their heads tilting to better the angle of the kiss. It resulted in them both being rather short of breath, but smiling dumbly at each other as James snuggled into his chest, Thomas wrapping his arms around him. Yeah, they weren’t your average relationship, and James would do anything to call him his, but what they had was good.

What they had was James’ own definition of perfection. 

Some Ebumi I had sketched when I was supposed to be doing homework

agentmidnight  asked:


Ask and you shall receive!


This is Rex. His face just kind of always looks like that… Its like he can see the entire universe from my bath tub.  Also, his two modes are needy and bitey.  

This is Sheba, and she likes to bathe in sunlight, eat crunchies, talk about her feelings at inopportune times, and knocking shit over when she unhappy with anything. 

Here is some more pics of them from my recent snapping adventures. 

(Sheba covering her face while she is sleeping next to me, all tucked in under the blankets. )

(Its true. He is a weird one.)

(Sorry for my horrible grammar.  It suppose to say “I am /Trying/ to get some..” )

(They both do this a lot) 

(Bread Boy) 

(Grain Girl)

(The Golden Age of Cat Cinema in my living room) 

(Sheb when she has given up on the day) 




Raven - “What are you doing?”

Carmin - “Cooking?”

Raven - “Boring. Let’s go out to eat.”

Carmin - “No! I just cooked all of this I refuse to not eat it.”

The room turned quiet and I heard Raven groan. I looked behind me and rolled my eyes, watching as she laid on the floor with an angry look on her face.

Carmin - “What in the world are you doing? Get up.”

Raven - “No, I’m ignoring you and your overly burnt eggs.”

Carmin - “Mature Rave, real mature.”

Platonic Steve & Nancy

so eventually Nancy and Steve have an amicable breakup and after some time she starts dating Jonathan because literally everyone saw that coming. things may be a bit strange but the three of them still spend all their time together, and the monster hunting trio is as strong  as ever

one day Tommy tries to start some shit with Nancy, calling her a cheating slut and all of these terrible names and she’s trying not to get roped into a fight but Steve’s there in an instant and just decks his old friend across the face because there’s no way he’s gonna listen to him talk about Nancy that way and when Tommy tries to retaliate, Nancy steps in between them with a Look that that makes even Tommy back off.

and when Steve gets angry about his parents and college and his future, he’ll find Nancy and she’ll patiently let him yell about everything for as long as he needs and then they’ll get drunk together until they forget about everything else

and when Nancy seems stressed or worried during school, that night Steve will always sneak into her room like old times because he knows she needs to talk to someone, and he’ll just lie in bed with her and listen to her about everything.

basically my point is Steve Harrington and Nancy Wheeler supporting and defending and loving each other as friends.

things ive overheard kids say

-“get your hair,,, off,,, my dinosaur”
-“id marry a t rex”
-“i was born with lobster teeth”
-“and so there i am, screaming, four peanuts shoved up my ass–”
-“no sexy time for rich white men”
-Teacher: “we’re gonna have some observers in here”
Student 1: “can we feel them or is this like a look-dont-touch thing”
Student 2: “no of course dude you can touch them just,,, rub your hands all over their faces”
-*yodelling “if you love me let me go” in the very back of the bus*
-high white kid @ me: “i was born in africa but you werent you know how i know that im black and youre not”
-Teacher: “and overall it was very moderate”
Student: “if you or a loved one have ever suffered moderate to severe plaque psoriasis”
-Teacher: “i mean they couldve used something else like what else does fat come from? sheep, chickens–”
Student: “humans”
-“okay but how do we KNOW jesus didn’t have a chinese half brother”
-“and i was like ‘why would you put cheese inside a bronze scultpure’”
-some kid in the hallway as soon as the class us quiet: “maybE THATS WHY THIS COUNTRY IS A MESS”
-“yo wanna snort some cheerio dust”
-“guys,,, emilee has the softest eyelashes”
-“pretty sure the missionaries only wanted the opium”