moment before the moment

Colin and Josh know how to blush. They’re all sharp edges and manliness and then it’s just like, ok but they’re strawberries, idek what this is. I mean I kind of do, but it’s also high-key ridiculous. Also, totally inspired by this dumb fucking .gif set.

+ It’s mid-June and everyone is out picking and plucking every piece of fruit they can find. It’s early days yet, but it’s already full of wine and sun and salt water. If the first few days are any indication, the next few months are guaranteed to be some kind of classic summer fever dream. David has always held a particular fondness for fresh fruits and vegetables, straight from the earth. Even the feeling of the grit between his teeth, the granules of dirt. There’s something undeniably satisfying about the whole rustic, cyclical thing. His whole life, the turning over of the soil and the pulling over of the nets and the harvesting; goodness, the harvesting.

The strawberry crop this year is a thing of unrepentant beauty. As if their red, soft flesh has managed to absorb the warmth of the sun even after the clouds have passed overhead. That warm, mild taste exploding on your tongue under the light of a full moon, where you’d least expect to find it.

When Killian blushes, the round fullness of his cheeks look to be about the same color. Which is, of course, ridiculous.

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There’s a bit in Wonder Woman that I can’t stop thinking about. It’s the part where she walks towards General Ludendorff at the gala. He see her and starts walking in her direction as if to attack, then surges towards her and grabs her in a kind of dance hold. She’s stunned, frozen. It’s probably the only time in the film where Diana looks afraid. 


Because she was attacked, but in a way she’s never encountered before. She’s been trained to handle “honest” attacks, where the attacker makes their intentions clear. But here she is attacked in the way women in this world are so often attacked. It’s an unwanted, unwelcome intrusion, a man putting his hands on her without her consent, intruding into her personal space in an aggressive, obtrusive, threatening manner. But to bystanders, they are simply dancing. She doesn’t know what to do. She’s trained her whole life to deal with honest, open attacks, but faced with the sneaky, faux-polite attack of this kind of man, she’s completely lost. 

I thought this was a great moment. It reflects the experiences of so many women so well. 

On a side note, I mentioned it to my (male) partner afterward, and he hadn’t even noticed Diana’s reaction in that moment. He’s a great guy and a good, kind person, but his obliviousness to her confusion and fear speaks volumes about the different experiences of men and women in our society. 


Your lips are cold, dude

why can i vividly picture lance and keith catching their breaths while being pressed up against each other in a tight corner after outrunning enemies, followed by keith looking up to ask lance if he’s okay, only to stop mid sentence bc he finds lance already looking at him with his infamous shit-eating grin and says “hey.” then leans in closer to whisper, “you come here often?“


                        ❝IT WAS A SWORD!
                                                          ❝You  S H A T T E R E D  her with a sword..❞


I’m just gonna remind everyone that Bakugou seems to be the only one that doesn’t care to cover up.

Also I love that Kami plays with Ojiro’s tail so often.



ps. I got just got some comicbook art boards for the first time (all my other doujin were just in my sketch book lol) and I had to draw some bakushima to test it out!

so there was a post floating around a while ago about ngozi saying during a stream or something that holster knew about Bitty’s crush on jack and thought jack was leading Bitty on and was a little annoyed with him about that and I just

I really want a fic where him drunkenly and stupidly calling jack out on it at the end of year 2 is the catalyst for Jack’s “oh” moment

Not his father quoting Gretzky at the last possible moment, but adam birkholtz, drunk on his trademark svedka & pepsi, going on a tirade about the Cruel Sheep Empire that briefly turns into almost incoherent rambling about being cognizant of Bitty’s feelings and not giving him false hope, and then turns into nothing but retching sounds because holster’s throwing up in the bushes because, really, svedka and Pepsi?? is a terrible combo????

anonymous asked:

I can't get enough of your art! I love it so much. But, I'm super depressed, from some bad news, concerning my fiancé's health... could I maybe get something super cute? Anything haikyuu, or even an oc you might have. Please and thanks a bunch

Ahhh, I hope everything will get better soon, anon! Meanwhile have some sappy older bokuros~