no really they're in my sleeve

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So are we ever gonna talk about the fact that in 1.06, Wyatt is apprehended looking like this

but when he wakes up handcuffed to a chair, he is missing his jacket, his tie, and the first few buttons of his shirt?

Also his sleeves were rolled up?

And he does not get his stuff back by the end of the episode. It’s just gone. Gone forever.

What happened that made this necessary? Rufus is intact: jacket, tie, buttons. Even his press pass is still on. Did someone have to resuscitate Wyatt or something? Make it easier for him to breathe? Is taser/chloroform that bad of a predictably bad combo? (Chloroform will affect the heart/lungs.) And after all, we do know that, canonically, Wyatt just does not handle his vapors well. (He’s also the last one to wake up in 1.11. By at least twenty minutes.) I’ll just imagine Flynn begrudgingly giving Wyatt cpr so he doesn’t die.

Why did this dressing down occur?

And were Lucy and Rufus similarly drugged here, or did they go quietly and willingly after Wyatt was incapacitated? We see them get grabbed, but did they just… go along with it?

Oh, these answer-less questions.

Think Outside the Lovesquare Day 3: Height Difference

Having a boyfriend nearly twice her height had its perks. He could help her reach things that were just out of her grasp and pull her onto his shoulders during concerts. He was always easy to find when they were separated, and Mylene had really grown to appreciate the fact that he could pick her up and twirl her like a scene out of a romantic movie.

Sure, it had its downsides. If one more person asked how they kissed, she might actually lose her temper enough to get akumatized all over again. Not that they were wrong. Kissing Ivan wasn’t exactly simple, given that she sometimes had to stand on the tips of her toes, and he had to bend over, but they’d found workarounds, and frankly he was a fantastic kisser, so the joke was on everyone else.

Plus, cuddling with him was easily her favorite. After a long day, one or both would seek out the other person and find a quiet room to just relax, Ivan’s arm draped over her middle and his solid warmth at her back. They’d talk about music, including some of his favorites that she’d also come to enjoy, and her father’s shows. Ivan attended almost as many of them as she did, and he clapped louder than anyone else.

“How’s History going?”

He shrugged. “Fine. The test was pretty easy.”

“Yeah?” She peeked back at him. “Rose said it was pretty tough.”

“She did study with Juleka.”

She giggled. “Oh.” Knowing the two of them, they hadn’t spent much time studying.

“What about your science project?”

She frowned. “It’s okay.”

“Need some help with it?”

“Well…” she considered for a moment, grateful he’d thought to offer. “Maybe. I need to measure some things, and you’re…”

He chuckled. “Tall?”

“Yeah,” she admitted.

“Okay.” He reached for her hand to gently squeeze it. “Want to go finish it now?”

She hummed in consideration. “Fifteen more minutes.”

He nodded and settled back down behind her. “Sounds good to me.”

Fifteen minutes became twenty, which in turn became thirty. Mylene was dozing off by the time Ivan checked in again, and she grumbled herself awake when he murmured in her ear.

“Okay, you’re right. Let’s go.” She reluctantly moved away from him, already missing the reassuring feeling of heat over her back. Once they were both on their feet again, she led him to the potted plants her father had relocated to a high shelf, one hand still laced in his. “We need to measure those.”

“That’s all?”

“Mm-hm.” She explained the experiment to him, rambling about her process, including each step she’d taken to control the variables she didn’t want to affect the outcome. For this project, she’d engineered a plant food after a good bit of research, and now she was testing to see how it affected the growth. As she talked, Ivan was pulling down the pots, one at a time, so she could measure and record each plant’s height.

“This one grew the most,” she commented as she jotted down the numbers. “I think it’s because we nicknamed it Ivan.”

He smiled, an endearing blush coloring his cheeks. “You named one after me?”

She grinned and nodded. “I named one after me and Papa, too.”

“Which one?”

She used the ruler to point to the smallest one, right beside the tallest one he’d just put back. “That’s me.” Then, she indicated a medium-sized one further down on the shelf. “That’s Papa.”

He bent down to kiss her forehead. “I like this project.”

She grinned and tugged on his sleeve until he was on her level for a proper kiss. “I like you.” After a soft kiss, she chuckled. “Even if you’re twice my size.”

anonymous asked:

Hello my love! I'm really sorry this is a reader insert but I've been waiting to send you this for a while! I would like reaper and Hanzo (separate) with a (preferably fem) s/o and the s/o is insecure about her pale skin. It makes her not want to show any of her skin but unfortunately it's getting warm, so their boyfriend is confused as to why they're wearing long sleeve tops and jeans? And then they reassure them it's fine and lots of fluff?😘 sorry if this is confusing and thank you if you do!


Before his botched resurrection he was always the first one out sleeveless and in shorts at the first hint of sunshine.

Now he’s glad he has you to be miserable and bundled up together when everyone else enjoys the spring weather

As such for the longest time he doesn’t even care why you do it. If pressed he’d assume you were doing it out of consideration for him, but the truth is as long as he’s not alone wearing his winter clothes for as long as humanly survivable (and, in his case, beyond that), he’s fine

It takes the annual spring cleaning to stoke his curiosity. In true spring cleaning tradition you started by sorting through the old books and photo albums and have spent the past hour reminiscing about the past, cleaning supplies forgotten by your side.

“Puberty saved your ass.” you say as you flip through the remarkable transformation that is a pre-pubescent Gabriel hot on the way to win the World’s Most Awkward Kid award to the man so beautiful his mirror image fell in love with him.

“I once got out of a speeding ticket because the cop thought I was hot.” he says conversationally and flips the page to show you the incident in question, recorded from the passenger seat of a car. He taps the photograph and it plays a short video, showing a cop in an unfamiliar uniform flustered at Gabriel’s shameless flirting.

“Italy?” you ask.

“Spain. With the ingrate. He filmed.” he says.

You move on, dusting off old memories instead of the vases that really need it more. Once you’ve gone through his Life in Pictures, it’s his turn to tease you for every life choice you ever made that got immortalised on film. Eventually though a theme starts to emerge.

“Alright, I have to ask. What’s with the long sleeves?”

He points at a picture taken just a few years before you met him on a carnival parade in Rio. You’re the only one with sleeves reaching past your shoulders and the difference is all the more stark with the scantily clad dancers in front. You shrug, try to flip to the next page but once something got his interest there’s little to stop him.

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i made a rito designed after a sparrow! this isn’t mentioned in his little bio, but his favorite thing to do is skydiving. he just goes up somewhere high… and falls. he flies before he hits the ground, but he never fails to give his friends tiny heart attacks. he also doesn’t like sleeves because of a certain incident involving my friend’s oc, so you’ll hardly ever see him wearing any sleeves

(cross-posting this from twit because @doumekichikara told me to)

I love the idea of Laurent just like casually slipping little magic tricks into his and Damen’s downtime cuz he’s GOTTA GET HIS PRACTICE IN, SO CONSIDER:

- laurent reaching up to tuck a curl behind damen’s ear and damen’s just internally like “omg,,,,so sweet, so cute” but then. laurent pulls his hand away to reveal a shiny gold coin which was ~tucked magically behind damen’s ear~. damen mumbles something about “using me to practice your tricks on again,” but the teasing smile on laurent’s face and the quick press of lips to his shoulder has him privately admitting he doesn’t really mind.

- laurent and damen are just walking through the halls one day and chatting, maybe on their way to or from a meeting, and suddenly laurent just PRODUCES FLOWERS FROM OUT OF THIN AIR (his sleeve) and wordlessly hands them to damen and damen just
L: (ㅎ.ㅎ)
L: (ㅎ.ㅎ)
D: …how’d you do that with your laces
L: (ㅎ.ㅎ) *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

My Hero - Austin Carlile

Hiya, could you do a austin c /alan ashby one where you go to a high school reunion & you bump into your ex bf and he starts being really condescending to you & austin defends you then you go home and he says you’re perfect & smut/fluff love u guys x

Well you said Austin twice so I decided to do it with him. Wasn’t into writing smut so I left it implying… hope you like reading c: 2,379 words - written by Emma.

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Notes about DAY6

- Young K is literally BRIMMING with charisma and energy on stage but can be quite quiet in interviews which is really interesting
- He’s also, frankly, very entertaining on IG
- his cheekbones are amazing
- the “sexy” dances he does
- Jae is Jae
- Thank god for his IG tags #tagmaster
- His members actually named him hashtag king too
- That picture he posted about being a bias list ruiner
- Thank you for speaking English a lot
- Wonpil’s heart smile
- he seems really adorably lost on stage
- keeps the other ones in check (seemingly)
- manly man
- Junhyeok is such a cutie
- Like he’s the type that wears too long sleeves and have them cover their hands
- He literally does that
- One time he got nervous and embarrassed and ended up curling up into a ball and just lay down on the floor
- Dowoon is that awkward cutiepie maknae type
- with a hella deep voice
- like his members literally imitate it bc it’s ridiculous
- he’s really awkward and cute like really awkward
- but so cute

Please love them a lot

anonymous asked:

An anon from a while ago said they thought Alicia would be good at cards and Elyza was like "well shit" when she saw her deal/shuffle. That could lead into Elyza stuffing cards up her sleeves during strip poker, but Alicia knows her shit/knows she's cheating. Alicia loses on purpose and is down to her underwear and then just plays Elyza and gets her down to nothing really quick and E is just baffled and smug Alicia is all "You really shouldn't cheat w/ some1 who knows what they're doing."

my sassy lil genius teenager luv u alicia 


I’ve been working on this battle jacket for about a year and a half, though the last time I put a patch on it was the Judas Priest one and that was back in May I think. I gotta get back into buying patches since I really got into getting velcro ones for my backpack lately.

anonymous asked:

Could you write Haru awkwardly asking Sousuke out on a date?

This is really fluffy. Gah. I’m kind of on a souharu high at the moment.

Nanase is strangely pensive tonight, walking with his gaze focused firmly in front of him.  This isn’t unusual, of course, as Haru has never been the most animated of people, but there’s something about his air that seems distinctly off.

Then again, it’s not as if Sousuke has somehow become a master of reading Nanase Haruka.  Even with their begrudging acquaintance transforming into a surprisingly pleasant friendship, he doesn’t delude himself that he’s slowly becoming the next Makoto Tachibana.  Nanase still confuses the hell out of him.

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I realized I never got any full-length pictures of my new fanbot jacket!

So here: have pictures of the jacket without me in it, after I touched it up because it was WAY too big.

I still need to fix those sleeve poofies. They’re too long and it’s really difficult to take selfies.


anonymous asked:

My arms really bother me. They are SO THICK. Even when I lose weight, they're the last place where I shrink. I'm pear shaped and I have small-ish breasts, which makes my arms stand out. Now it's summer and I want to use short-sleeves, but I hate hate hate seeing my thick arms exposed.

Hey there,

I’m so sorry you’re struggling with loving your arms. You may think I’m full of shit, but here is what I suggest you do:

  • Buy a whole bunch of sleeveless shirts
  • Wear them everywhere you can

  • Take pictures of yourself wearing them, make sure to include your arms in the pictures, better yet, your whole body

  • Post at least one selfie a day out of the ones you take of you in a sleeveless shirt, and say one nice thing about your arms. Like, how strong they are, how they give great hugs, how they help you lift yourself out of bed or maybe lift weight at the gym, and carry groceries and help your hands reach stuff they otherwise couldn’t reach. :)
At some point here on tumblr I read that taking and posting selfies would help with self-esteem and self-love (I wish I could find that original post, I’ve tried, but haven’t been able to). I didn’t really believe it, but I was struggling a lot with finding self-love, so I was willing to try it. I started posting a selfie with every workout post I did, which was almost daily. 
At first, I had to take 10 pictures to fine one half-way decent one that I could stand to post. But slowly, that changed and slowly my perception of myself changed. I don’t know the psychology behind it, but it works.
I’ve been working lately on finding love for my body out of clothes, and have been taking and posting some nudes to try to work on that. 
Give it a shot. Post the seflies, show your arms some love, even if you have to fake it at first. What do you have to lose?