look at them and their faces

can we just like romanticise being bare faced?? like really bare faced, not this “no makeup makeup look” shit like pls lets romanticise dark circles and acne and discolouration and redness and skin conditions and eyebags and oily skin and just regular old eyebrows and looking tired because I am tired stop treating these as things that take away from beauty and just celebrate them like jesus pls 

“open your hand”, she says.

“hmm?” he looks up at her from the book he’s reading from across the dining table, his face scrunching up at the peaceful silence between them suddenly breaking.

“open your hand,” she repeats, “and close your eyes whilst you’re at it.”



and she’s looking at him, pointedly, in the way only she can. her face is half mirth, her lips turned upwards into a small smile, but her eyebrows are arching sharply at him, and isak told even once, before, about this look that sana gets. “you just do as she says when she gives you that look. don’t fuck with her.” isak had said.

so even doesn’t. he simply closes the book and places it on the table, looking at sana across from him, studiously. he’s trying to decipher. trying to read her. even’s good at reading people, or so he’s been told often. but sana? she remains a mystery, an enigma. you don’t quite know what to get with her

“do you not trust me?” she says, and now she’s smirking. and … see? this is what even means. how does she just … know

but that’s besides the point. “of course, i trust you,” even says, and he’s not lying. he trusts sana. he trusts her in a way that says i feel at peace around you. which is to say, i feel good around you. which is to say, i feel my best around you.

“open your hand, then. and close your eyes.”

and so he does. he stretches out his hand, and shuts his eyes. he trusts sana. he trusts her enough to know she won’t ever hurt him, or harm him. but that doesn’t stop the little niggling feeling that’s growing in his chest about what she’s going to do next. 

he suddenly feels something … cold, in his hands. not ice cold, but, cold. and his instant reflex is to rub his thumb over the - oh, object - that fits snug within the palm of his hands. 

the thing feels smooth, so even guesses it must have a glossy finish, a shine, a gleam to it. and its attached onto something. and there’s several of them, one by one, one after the other. marbles?

“any idea what it is?” he hears sana ask him, but her voice isn’t filled with mischief anymore. it’d oddly quiet, mystified, low … almost like she’s watching him so, so carefully. 

even gives the object? marbles? another inspection. marbles … why would sana give him marbles? but then he realises that these marbles are attached onto a long piece of string, no, wool, and he wraps the marbles attached onto the wool around his hand, and uses his thumb to flick each marble past him, one by one - 

and -

even gasps. he gasps because he knows. he knows what this is. 

“can i open my eyes?” 


and he looks at sana, and she’s looking at him with so much, pride. that’s what it is. pride. because he knows, that she knows, that he knows what it is. 

it’s an emerald green against his skin, the beads. the prayer beads. and they gleam, and reflect the light that bounces off them. they shine. and even closes his hands around them, clutches onto them. 

“we can learn the words later, if you like. there’s no rush. not this time.” sana says, and even’s looking back up at her again, with a sparkle in his eyes. a renewed hope. 

and again, sana just, knows. he didn’t even need to voice his thoughts out loud, since sana was here now, and had already silenced them. 

Reasons to love Ryuji Sakamoto:

  • He is nice to the lost new student even though he knows everyone will be warning the kid off within seconds of getting to school.
  • Loyal as FUCK.
  • His Social Link can be equally easily read as platonic or romantic and either way you look at it, his growth and his realisation that he belongs with his new friend is adorable.
  • Constantly trying to abort the F-Bomb, even when facing the final boss.
  • May not always get along with the rest of the team but god save you if you upset one of them where he can catch you.
  • Acknowledges that he effed up when he makes mistakes or goes down the metaphorical wrong path.
  • Carries out the plan against the first Boss not for his own good - and considering said boss BROKE HIS FUCKING LEG - but because of all the other people who were getting hurt and intimidated by the guy.
  • Repeatedly puts the well-being of his teammates ahead of his own in life or death situations.
  • And is then super confused by them being upset and freaked out when they thought he was dead.
  • Shaped like a friend.
  • Makes an effort to get along with other people who Protag is friends with  when they hang out even if he doesn’t like them all that much.


All his life, he had known only two ways to live: as a slave, or as a Jedi. As a young boy on Tatooine he had looked to the Jedi as the most free beings in the galaxy. Even before he knew much about them, he had dreamed of being a Jedi. But was being a Jedi being free? Or had he traded one form of slavery for another? The thought was so shocking that Anakin couldn’t face it once he dredged it up. He tucked it away in the place in his mind that he did not visit. It was a place where fear ruled. He never went there, not even in the middle of the night when he woke, his head full of dreams, and did not know where he was or why his mother was not near.
—  Jude Watson [Jedi Quest: The School of Fear]

anonymous asked:

Lio definitely has steel resilience u know when he fell i got scared he looked so dazed&covered in blood he just lay like that&then started wiping that blood with his sleeves the ref came a player he didn't quite look up just looked at them sideways&kept wiping the blood spitting it. That time his face looked like he made up his mind Barcelona will have the last laugh. After that he toyed around with marcelo the entire game.

yesssss. i was so worried, i thought it was a concussion, but this tweet perfectly sums it up:

update on the work situation: (i was told i can’t wear shorts and my boss is still torn up about whoever reported me) so my wonderful gf @coheedandcambria16 tells me to come in looking super gay.

so today i am wearing a short sleeved men’s plaid flannel with a bow tie and brogues. my boss’ face lit up and she asked me to parade around the office. she said that this outfit would tear them up but they can’t say anything. i am so happy

18 Year Challenge- Travis Konecny

Originally posted by tknecny

Ok so I don’t know where this idea came from, but I ran with it! Hope you like it anon! Enjoy!

Warning: none!

Anon Request: Can I please request a Travis Konecny imagine? I don’t have a topic but you’re so talented and I love how you write them and he doesn’t get enough love


              You were only 19, Travis 20.

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wickedsquared  asked:

Wait so anyone who shows you appreciation is a lovely then does that mean Anti is a lovely too? Does that make you a raisin? (I'm only half joking Dark, please don't be upet with me)

“I highly doubt we appreciate each other.”

He responded in an indubious manner. His eyes remained fixated upon them, like a challenger facing their opponent, daring them to look away from the steely grip of his stare.

“If anything, we are tolerant of the other’s existence. The only reason Anti is not dead is because I cannot kill him. The only reason I am not dead is because Anti is weak with emotions he doesn’t deserve to have. So no, I am far from being his raisin, and I would not even dream of allowing Anti to be a lovely of mine. Be clear to remember that.”

anonymous asked:

Boyf riends first kiss hc: Jeremy n Michael r playing a video game and they defeat the Super Difficult Extreme Secret Final Boss™ and are cheering n shit and Michael just Goes For It & Jeremy is surprised at first but he kisses him back n they start dating (sorry if this is wonky I'm very tired)


Michael is like “YEAH!!!!!” and grabs Jeremy’s face and plants one on him but pulls away super fast cuz he’s like wait I can’t just do that and Jeremy looks all shocked but he’s kinda holding Michael’s arms then just like. Leans forward and kisses Michael back I love them

Who should you fight: Hoshido and Nohr family edition
  • Corrin: They would talk you out of it and you would somehow end up on their side. If you do fight them though, prepare to face the full wrath of a dragon
  • Azura: Looks frail, but is not. Just because she doesn't enjoy fighting doesn't mean she won't kick your ass if provoked. Fight if you want to be danced to death
  • Ryoma: Have you seen this guy? This lobster will beat the crap out of you, but at least he will make sure it's an honourable fight
  • Hinoka: DO NOT FIGHT. This girl is a natural born warrior. It doesn't matter how tough you are, she will not hesitate to fight you and win.
  • Takumi: Go ahead. Fight the angsty pineapple. I hope you weren't planning on being an adventurer though because you will take an arrow to the knee at some point during the fight
  • Sakura: Don't you dare, you monster
  • Xander: He would humour you for a bit, but he can and will teach you a lesson if you deserve it. Fight with caution.
  • Camilla: Your funeral is already being prepared. If you already fought Corrin, then prepare for an added bonus of eternal suffering
  • Leo: If he doesn't have a tome, then totally fight him. If he does then I hope you enjoyed your life while it lasted
  • Elise: Do you really want to fight someone with those puppy dog eyes? Punching yourself in the face would be more fulfilling

anonymous asked:

So, during your BATIM stream when we first saw the Alice Angel poster, my first thought was that those were her ears (like kitty ears with the darker inside part facing downward), not horns. Am I way off base with that or is that a possibility?

It’s a possibility!  During the 1930s, the trend with the “pretty” female animal characters in cartoons was to make them much more human-looking than their male counterparts.  Even Betty Boop sported a pair of dog ears one upon a time, while her face was still human!  It may very well be that Alice’s “horns” are not horns at all, but animal ears.

Given how far to the side they are… possibly sheep ears?

Momentarily // (h.s)

Request: Could you maybe write one where the reader is Harry’s gf and she was in the crowd during his Graham Norton performance trying to make him laugh and that’s why he kept smiling and laughing?

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Nastasiya's Studio Loft - Monday, 1:20pm

“Statistics and analytical data from the BEK he consumed, predict a 2 to 3 day recoup.” Subject Zero chimed as she stood in the kitchen on her laptop. The tiny Alien standing at her counter looked as though she fit right in with Vampires. Wearing an all black dress that flared out at the bottom, black high boots with gold trim and a black face mask that covered one eye.

She often wondered if the Alien and Chriss had a close relationship. Or even an attraction. Ro was one of Prens’ best friends, she had a secretive air about her that would appeal to Chriss.

Plus the barely 5 foot Alien shared a love for Hip Hop music like the Carwin boys did. Imagine riding in a car with all 3 of them, a Lil Uzi song comes on and you don’t know a single word. That was Nastasiya. “Alright. Let’s give him a few days. We can take him if-”

“No, it’s alright. It’s probably best he stay here, since he’s too sick to be mobile.”

“Are you sure? He’s a pain in the ass.” Nastasiya laughed, and it sounded almost like a melody. “Nothing I haven’t experienced before.” Prens supposed she had. His family knew Nastasiya. Her father was good friends with his. She’d pretty much seen all of the Carwin dysfunction. Chriss included.

“We’ll be back to pick him up soon. Call me if he needs anything.”

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Student Council Prez [13]

Episode 12 - Episode 13
Words: 9.2k
Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, High School!Au

The second you walk through the door, Sungjae practically launches on top of you, never happier than to see your face. Your two siblings look cleaner than you’ve ever seen them, Sohyun’s hair tight in braids and Sungjae’s own hair swept to the side in the style of the 1940’s. Aunt Eunhye is happy to see you back too but doesn’t waste any time to scold your messy attire.

But as you look around the apartment, everything is well kept and spotless. Most importantly, your siblings have been well fed, are happy and completely safe.

For the next week, you find yourself with less responsibilities and hardships, despite your aunt nagging you to do more chores. Sometimes you even become shocked at how little you have to do or worry about; if your siblings ate or not, how much you had to spend on groceries and what you were going to make - the list was endless but at the same time all but disappeared. For once you were exactly what you should be: a teenager.

Nevertheless, all good things must come to an end.

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  • Francis: *Looking through Alfred's phone*
  • Francis: *ALfred, who's this person in you contacts named 'Bae' and why do you keep telling them that you love them??! I presume that you've FINALY gotten a girlfriend!
  • Alfred: .....No....
  • Francis: Then who's number is 883-6364?
  • Alfred: ...It's Mc Donalds central phone number

I’ve been thinking a while about maybe the freckles can suddenly appear and Rukia’s kinda ‘huh? What’s these little bastards on your face?’ and Ichigo’s like 'they’ve been there for a while, but you finally noticed, why don’t you look at my face while talking to me?..’

Rukia doesn’t pay attention at them until the very moment.

Guess it’ll be more freckled Ichigo in future, I somehow gave a birth to the bunch of sketches.

Reminds me another sketch of mine, but this one appeared in like 15’?

BTS reaction to their girlfriend wanting a nose job

Lately, he had noticed you have been hiding half of your face in pictures with them and NEVER taking selfies. To be honest, he didn’t think much of it. But then he found you looking up photos of noses online and was really confused and a lil freaked out.

Lets be real, he’d tell you to just look at his nose instead of some strangers on the internet, practically shoving his nose in your face.
“Ah jagi, my nose is perfect look.” He’d flaunt, unknowingly setting you off. He’d notice your eyes shine in the way they only did when you were upset. “What? Does my nose offend you?” He’d back up, putting his hands over his nose and you’d break, telling him how you hate your nose and seeing him so confident in his makes you hate yours even more.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise it upset you!” He’d wrap you in his arms and whisper soothing words into your ear.
“Your nose is perfect too jagi. Everything about you is perfect.”

Originally posted by hoseokb

He’d look at you like you’d grown two heads, staring at your computer screen from where he stood silently a few metres behind you.
“Uh, what’re you doing Y/N?” He’s eventually ask with a small laugh. You’d panic and try to close your tabs before turning to look at him wide eyed. “Do you have a nose fetish?” He’d tease before giggling at his crazy suggestion.
“Ah I’m kidding, aish don’t look at me like I’m strange. You’re the one looking at peoples noses.” He’d walk over and open the tabs back up, easily holding you back from stopping him. “Wait, nose jobs?” He’d mumble reading your search bar. “Jagi, what’s this?”
You’d give in and explain how you’d always disliked your nose and now you feel you’re ready to get it changed.
“This is what you really want?” You’d nod in response and he’d take your face into his hands. “I’ll love you and your nose no matter what but please make sure you’re 100% certain before changing yourself like this. I don’t want you doing this for anyone but yourself. At the end of the day, the only person that can judge you, is you, okay jagi?”

Originally posted by nnochu

Putting the snack bowl between you on the sofa, he’d catch the images on your phone screen and almost choke on his popcorn. You’d look at him and pat his back until he calmed.
“Why are you looking at noses, that’s weird.” He’d give you a strange look.

“I want a nose job.” You were blunt and poked your nose. “It’s not the right shape for my face, don’t you think?” He’d inspect every single milimetre of face before shaking his head. “Well I do and want it proportioned better.”

“Is anything I say going to change that?”


“Okay.” He’d pull you to his side as you took the bowl onto your lap. “I’ll go with you to all your appointments if this is what you’re really going to do.” You’d smile happily and kiss his cheek making him smile back.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Little shit. 100% accusing you of having a nose fetish. Won’t shut up for days about it until you get truly fed up and blurt it out.

“I want a nose job now shut up!” He would immediately, looking at you shocked.

“What?” He’d finally mange after racking his brain for the right words but coming up short. “A nose job?” You’d nod but say nothing else. He’d get right up close to you, inspecting your nose carefully. “Nope, can’t see why you would want that. My nose is bigger than yours jagi, if one of us should get it done, it’s me.”

“No. I love your nose.” You pout.

“And I love yours.” He holds your face and presses a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose. “Give me time to make you love it too.”

Originally posted by bangtan

Namjoon (Rap Monster)
This smarty pants would catch your search bar and click on right away. He’d opt for acting as if he didn’t see anything and continue on as per normal with you. He’d want you to bring it up in your own time.

“Joonie, I want a nose job.” You’d announce one day after making him sit down with you. He’s smile gently and nod before getting up and rushing to your room. You’d be confused, especially when he returned with a note book.

“I saw you looking up photos the other day.” He’d explain flicking open the book to the right page then handing it to you. You’d look over the page then up at him surprised. “I’ve been doing a lot of research into it. Looking up pros and cons. What the procedure consists of. The best doctors around but turns out there’s noone good near by so we’d have to travel a few hours, maybe even go abroad for it. I’ve been doing the maths too, adding up costs to see how long it’d take us to save up-”

“Wait, hold up, us? Joonie, this is something I want, I’m not asking you to pay.”

“I know but, you’ve always been self conscious about your nose. You’ve never said so but I know you jagi, I know what you don’t like about yourself. Actually looking it up tells me you’re serious about this and if it’s what will make you love yourself anywhere near as much as I love you, I’m willing to do whatever it takes, even if all my money goes straight into it, I will, if it makes you happy.”

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Taehyung (V)
Little shit #2. Not as annoying as Jungkook though. He’d be more sensitive to your feelings and would catch on that his teasing was annoying the gosh darn hickidy heck out of you.
“Ah I’m sorry jagi, I’ll stop.” He’d grin wrapping his arms around you. “Why were you looking at noses anyway? That’s weird, even for us.”

“I don’t like my nose.”

“Oh we could get you a cute little cat nose!” He’d exclaim excitedly. “You can wear it every day and we can get you some ears and a tail too! Ah my jagi would be such a cute little kitty!” He’d coo, petting your head. You’d swat him away with a laugh.

“I’m not being a furry, Tae.” He’d pout and you’d roll your eyes. “And if I’m going to change my nose, I want to do it permenantly.”

“Like, a nose job?” You’d nod and he’d frown. “But, your perfect as you are jagi. You don’t need to change anything. I love everything about you.”

“Even my crooked nose?”

“Even your crooked nose.” He’d nod and take your hands cutely. “I love your crooked nose and the story of how you got it trying to rescue a cat from a tree!” He’d grin and you can’t help but laugh. “Everytime I see it, I remember the story and it reminds me why I love you so much.”

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Yoongi (Suga)
Would have the most negative reaction. While the others may argue at first, they’d be supportive in the end whereas Yoongi would straight up nope you.

“What the hell is that?” He’d ask in a cold voice having noticed you were on a plastic surgery site. “You better not be thinking about getting surgery, jagi.” You’d look over at him, biting your lip feeling guilty.
Yoongi wasn’t one to compliment you at every chance you’d be lucky to get to hold his hand in public but when he was loving to you, he’d for sure make up for all his neglect and smother you with compliments, telling you how in love he was with you and how he wants to wake up and see your perfect face every day for the rest of his life. There was nothing he’d change about you, he had found his perfect girl and you knew he felt that way.
“You are, aren’t you?” You’d nod, looking down at the floor. He’s storm off to your room and you weren’t sure if you should follow or not so you stayed put.
When he returned he had his weekend bag in his hand, full and ready to go.

“Wh-what are you doing?” You’d stammer jumping to your feet.

“I’ll come back when you’re not being an idiot.” He stated simply before walking to the door. You’d chase him and pull him back, begging him to stay. “Are you going to stop looking at that damn site?” You don’t respond and he tries to leave but you hold him tighter. He’d feel your body shaking and knowing you were crying, his heart would break and he’d turn to hold you tight. “I’m sorry Y/N I didn’t mean to upset you like this. It just makes me so mad that you don’t see you how I do. You’re so damn beautiful. I don’t ever want you to change a single thing about you because then you wouldn’t be the girl I fell in love with.”

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illustration for an exhibition we participating in in college. The brief was to draw something that influenced you from your childhood and I chose wrestling as it’s all I watched as a kid. I made the drawing really rough compared to my other stuff to kind of look like how i used to draw as a kid with scribbly lines and colours. So wrestling influenced me greatly in my early days. I was always in love with the characters i saw on screen and their costumes and personalities and always wanted to make my own characters like them. The performance art that is wrestling lead to me getting so many ideas for drawings at a young age and to be starting my own wrestling journey now shows how this part of my childhood is extremely held dearly to me. Now before anyone says they dont looks spot on like the wrestlers again the style was to mimick the childlike way i drew hence why their faces are so rough