perfect way to start the week

The Hug

A beautiful thing happened tonight.  After seven long season we got to see Rick and Daryl show their love with an actual embrace instead of nods and glances.  It was totally worth the wait and it was the perfect hug.  The way Daryl started getting emotional and bowing his head, the way Rick grabbed him in the hug and held tight to his neck with a hand in his hair, the length of the embrace…. it was all just perfect.  

And Daryl, right hand man as always, gives Rick back his colt.  Having the boys and the rest of team family back together again is a great way to end the season.  After the pain from the premiere and the agonizing episodes with everyone separated and waiting for multiple weeks to see even a glimpse of some of our favorites- Finally we get a reward.  There’s been a lot of complaining about where TWD has been going this season.  I know this because I was one of the ones complaining.  But if 7B gives us Team Family back together again and fighting… I just may forgive 7A.

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Philbis de-aged and has a huge crush on Clint. Clint is confused.

“Mother fucker.”

Fury glared at the holo-screen while the R&D tech continued stammering out excuses.  “Put Romanoff on.  Now.”  He listened as she gave him the sit-rep.  Essentially their newest R&D genius had been tinkering with their newest piece of Asgardian tech and had accidentally activated the device.  Having only Coulson being zapped by it was the perfect way to start the week.

 “So what you are telling me is that Coulson is now seventeen years old and no one there knows how to change him back.”  He felt the vein in his temple throbbing.

 “I’ve been talking with Banner.  He and Stark should be able to figure out what happened using the data and security footage that’s been collected.  Thor is scheduled to be back by the end of the week, so he can assist if they haven’t made any progress.”  Romanoff looked away from the screen, “I told you to sit in that chair and not move.” She waited, staring down whoever was off screen.  “Thank you. As I was saying sir, I can take him back to the tower.  He’ll be secure there with Jarvis monitoring him.  It will be easier to keep him out of trouble there also.”

“Do it.  Let me know if anything changes.”  Fury turned off the screen without waiting for a reply. Romanoff would handle it.

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The Way I See You// Michael Clifford Smut Imagine

Warning: smut and insecure Michael
Rating: at least pg13
Word count:1147
So this is like fluff and also smut so just enjoy
Written by: S

Your fingers tapped across your keyboard as you finished up yet another almost perfect essay. This weeks writing assignment for your creative writing class was ‘write about something you appreciate’. Michael, your boyfriend of six years, didn’t know it yet, but you’d chosen to write about him.
“Whatcha writing babe?” he asked from the opposite side of the couch. You’d lived together since you’d started college together two years ago and you couldn’t be happier.
“Just another essay. Wanna read it?” you offered, looking up into his sharp green eyes.
“Of course love, you know I love reading your papers.” Even though Michael wasn’t an English major like you, there was never a time when he didn’t want to read anything and everything you wrote.
As his eyes began to flick across the words, a small smile grew on his face. ‘No one has ever made me felt more loved’ and ‘he is the perfect person…my person’ reflected from the screen and he took them in. When he stopped, though, he looked up with a different reaction than normal. His smile dropped and he stared back at you with almost a look of concern.
“What’s wrong Mikey?” you asked, wondering what could’ve changed so fast.
“You just….you write about me like I’m this….amazing guy all….perfect and I’m….. Y/N I’m not…..” he trailed off, his words breaking your heart a little as you’d heard them before but every time he spoke of himself like this it hurt you to know that he thought like that.
“Michael, Michael look at me,” you said softly, crawling over to sit between his legs, convincing him too stare back into your eyes, his now full of tears. “Baby I write like this because it’s all true. There’s no one on earth more perfect or amazing than you in my eyes. You are what I’m most grateful for in life.”
The two of you stayed for a few moments, eyes locked, your hands holding his face, before he leaned in and pressed your foreheads together and let out a choked sob. You felt the tears trail down his face and into your fingers and began to wipe them away.
“I just don’t see how anyone can see me like that,” he whispered, giving you a few ideas. “Baby look at me,” you said again, causing him to open his eyes. “What do you see when you look at me?” you asked.
“I see the most amazing, beautiful girl in the world. The person who I know will always be mine, be there for me, be the best part of my life,” he said, earning a small smile from you.
“See? That’s exactly what I think when I see you Mikey,” you told him, trying to convince him. “But-” he began.
“No, no buts,” you cut him off. “If you can’t see what I see, then I want to make you feel my love,” you said, your tone dropping slightly but still staying soft. You leaned in to kiss him, a slow, soft kiss but still full of all the passion in the world. Your hands trailed down his chest and tucked underneath his tank, rubbing circles on his chest. You began to trail kisses down his neck and onto his collar bones, sucking and nipping softly at the skin. Tugging at the hem of his shirt, you gently pulled it off and over his head, yours following suit.
“Baby you don’t have to…..” Michael started. “Shh, Mikey, let me take care of you,” you cooed, running your hands along his sides while you pressed more kisses below his ear, causing him to hum softly. Your hands found his hip bones and your fingers began to trail lightly across them, back and forth, soothing the skin.
Eventually, you began to work on his jeans, unbuttoning them and pulling them off of him, along with his boxers, while you kissed his perfect lips, this time more hungrily but still soft and loving.
“Such a pretty cock baby,” you whispered, taking it into your hands and stroking it, earning a groan from the back of his throat. You circled your thumb around the tip and pumped his length. Trailing kisses down his chest, you got to the little trail of hair that started at his navel and began to pet over the soft hair with your thumb, kissing the milky white skin around it until you reached his his hard cock again and placed a kiss on the tip.
“So beautiful,” you hummed, mostly to yourself as you looked up at his face, scrunched up as you continued to stroke him, eliciting sweet moans from him.
You took him in your mouth and began to swirl your tongue around his member, causing him to release the most beautiful sound. As you continued to bob your head, he looked down at you, still letting soft grunts and whines fall from his lips. Pulling his out of your mouth, you crawl back to his body to kiss him, working off your lounge shorts as you do so.
“You ready baby?” you ask him as you line him up with your entrance. He nods in response, not being able to form words.
“I love you so much,” you say, kissing his forehead as you sink down on to him, pulling moans from the both of you. You begin to slowly rock onto him, lifting your hips and settling them back down again. As you do, your hand finds his and you lock them together, staring into his eyes for the millionth time tonight. The room is silent other than the sounds of your skin meeting and the occasional whine or moan from either of you, and nothing could be more perfect. You started down at the man you loved most in the world, and he stared back at you, both of you taking in the beauty of this moment.
“Baby I hate to screw up your vibes here but I, mmhh, I need a little more,” he said, causing you to pick up your pace and bounce a little harder, driving him insane. Both of you no longer caring about the noise and letting out groans and swears and mixed “I love you"s. You felt him twitch inside you, and you were close but you wanted him to get there first. As you picked up your pace, you began to nibble on his sweet spot just below his ear and clenched around him, sending him over the edge and setting off your high.
After you’d both come down, you laid on his chest, still peppering him with kisses.
“Do you see now how perfect you are to me?” I ask softly, peering up at him.
“I don’t know how I ever got so lucky to have a girl like you.” he replied softly.

Somebody Waits For You ( 1 / 2 )

A very Merry Christmas to my CS Secret Santa giftee, @once-uponacaptain! I set out to write you a quick combined coffee shop/bookstore AU. Things got slightly out of hand, and this is what happened instead. I really hope you enjoy it anyway! LOL. It’s been lovely messaging with you the last few weeks and getting to know more about you. I hope you and your family have a wonderful, worshipful holiday season!

Find it on AO3.

Summary:  After years trying to make things work with a bad boyfriend/business partner, Emma Swan abandons New York for a fresh start in Boston with her son, looking for a way to live her life and run her coffee shop on her own terms. Enter Killian Jones, the pretty perfect owner of the bookstore next door who’s just the man to help her do it. But even the perfect guy can be haunted by his past, and the events of the Christmas season help reveal that maybe it’s not so much about her needing him as about them needing each other. (Captain Swan/Captain Cobra modern AU, coffee shop AU, bookstore AU, Christmas fic. Angst & Romance/Fluff. Rated G.)




The electronic chime signals the opening of the front door of Horizon Bound, and Killian looks up from the inventory order list on his computer screen to greet the person who has just entered his bookstore.  Correction: people. The pair to grace his threshold consists of a young adolescent boy with a head of shaggy brown hair and an eager smile and – Killian’s lips part involuntarily – a stunning young woman with thick, blonde tresses hanging in gentle waves to the middle of her back, an athletic figure obvious beneath her tank top, and the face of an angel.  Wow.  His usual call of hello completely forgotten, he stares just long enough to warrant embarrassment before he catches himself and tries, at least, to affect his most debonair smile.  

The boy, dressed in shorts and a well-loved Star Wars tee, trots straight up to the counter.  “Hi!”

The woman remains a step behind, her hands tucked into the back pockets of dark blue skinny jeans, and Killian dares to meet her gaze.  Oh.  Her large eyes are grayish green, the color of a forest in the morning mist, and they sparkle in a warm, if slightly anxious silent greeting.  It’s a Herculean task for Killian to tear his attention away from her and focus on the boy with a friendly nod.  “Hello, lad.  Welcome.”

The boy beams, eagerly leaning forward on the counter on his elbows.  “I’m Henry,” he announces sunnily.  “This is my mom.  We’re your new neighbors.”

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The Greatest Gift

A/N: Thanks to the anon that sent in this suggestion!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9178171

Two weeks before her one year wedding anniversary to Barry, Iris started to feel a little…funny. Not funny in a bad way, per say, just different.

She didn’t pay much attention to that feeling, however, because she was focused on the perfect gift for her husband. The sad truth was for as long as she’s known Barry Allen he’s been one-upping her in the gift department. Their very first Christmas together, when he came to live with them after his mother died, she saved her allowance for weeks to get him a chemistry set. Turns out his great Aunt Lucy (who he didn’t even know, by the way) had the same idea and sent him the exact same set. Since Barry had already decided that Iris’s gift was the most important and therefore he was going to save hers for last that meant she had to watch in horror as he unwrapped a replica of the chemistry set she had excitedly clutched to her chest. She couldn’t stop the tears that instantly sprang to her eyes as her face fell especially when she saw his face light up with happiness. Selfishly, she wanted to be the person that put that smile on his face so she, for a moment, felt an irrational hate towards this great Aunt Lucy that came out of nowhere to ruin her Christmas.  To his credit though Barry’s face still lit brighter than the Christmas tree he was sitting by when he was able to pry the gift from Iris. From the way he acted you’d think he was unveiling the Hope Diamond instead of a chemistry set he just unwrapped about two minutes ago.

In comparison, he brought her a bracelet that had a heart with best friend etched in it (he had a round key chain to match) the latest Lemony Snicket novel (he knew how much she loved the cleverness of the series) and Build-a-Bear Angel Bear. Iris squealed happily when she saw her gifts but her mood instantly sobered when she saw the matching chemistry sets flanking Barry.

“I’ll get you something else,” she had promised but Barry wouldn’t hear of it. In fact he told her that his chemistry set was the best gift ever and he was happy he was lucky enough to have two.

So that set the tone of their gift-giving from then on.

No matter what she got for Barry he always got something better. Literally always. It was always something more expensive or more meaningful.  When she splurged and bought him a pair of very practical rain boots he needed, he bought her a super expensive leather jacket that she had been eyeing but would never dream about asking her Dad for. Their senior year in high school she saved her money all YEAR long to send him to his favorite Science camp as a graduation gift and he in turn saved money all year long to help her father send her to Paris for a week. The year she got him a SUPER expensive microscope that she knew he desperately wanted, he had a replica of her mother’s wedding band made for her. When she got him a new (state of the art, mind you) designer wallet that cost almost her entire pay check, he got them a beautiful apartment.

For almost 20 years Iris has been fighting this losing battle. But not this year. Not anymore.

So, with that goal in mind, she had been planning and planning and planning some more to make sure she got Barry the perfect one year anniversary present. So perfect in fact, that it wouldn’t matter what he got her or how much he spent he wouldn’t beat her.

Not that it was a competition, of course.

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ot3 moodboards ||  damelux modern au

everyone knows that ben solo and poe dameron have spent most of their young lives in love. so it’s no surprise that as soon as ben moves back home after graduating from college, poe proposes to him. the only (huge) hiccup is that the man they hire as a wedding coordinator is perfect in too many ways for both of them. he’s stunning, completing and complimenting their existing relationship in every way. what starts off as casual flirting escalates into more and they realize over the course of just a few weeks that everything they thought was set in stone might be unraveling, falling apart and coming back together in an entirely new and frightening way. the big question is: will hux have them. (fic coming soon, with @mob-lake)

Sooooooo

I’m going away on a big group larp trip this summer. Since I’m going alone I’ve been chatting with some of the people, making friends and what not. So far so good, everyones really nice.

I started talking to this one kid a couple weeks ago…and honestly I’m kind of blown away. So far he’s kind of perfect. We have the same personality, the same hobbies and love of RP, and so many similar life experiences. Hes like a male version of me. He’s stupid funny and goofy, super attractive, has the cutest smile, has this amazing sexy voice and does hilarious impressions (which I laugh at way too hard). Best of all we’re never lost for words. We’ve skyped a few times now and each time I’ve stayed up all night until 7 in the morning without even realizing. 

Anyways, I’ve learned he’s a Daddy Dom, and we share all of the same kinks. Like, even kinks I’ve never shared with anyone due to embarrassment. 

I feel this stupid connection with him. I was instantly so comfortable with him. And he says he feels the same way about me. But we both just went through really shitty complicated break ups so were TRYING to be chill and take things slow. But its hard when you have this instant intensity with someone. We’re trying not to put any pressure on each other since we live on opposite ends of the continent and  will be meeting for one week at this event in August, and maybe not ever again. I mean I’m not really a fan of long distance, but damn I really like this guy! It just came out of no where and is so exciting and fresh and makes me feel so good.

I’m trying not to let this be a rebound. I don’t really know how to feel about this whole thing right now. It feels so natural and organic that it scares me a little. I have a habit of projecting “perfection” onto people and getting hurt. But, due to the long distance circumstances I should just relax and have fun. No expectations and all that. This should be easy. I’m mostly scared that we’ll meet in person, have a fantastic week together, and then never see each other again. 


Idk I’m ranting at this point. Just thought I’d let you all know whats up with me :3

[fic] An S&P-Approved Tentacle Encounter

(Shows up one week late having drunk all the Starbucks herself)

Stanchez, 1408 words, warning for crack, some mature language and one really suggestive situation

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Winner Kisses

Otayuri Week 2017, Day 2: Social Media or Celebrations

Yuri Plisetsky had never had something he considered his ‘own way of celebrating’. It’s on his senior debut, the day he seizes gold after his exhausting and complex Allegro Appassionato in B Minor, when he finally gets what will then become his own, unique way of celebrating with a very specific person. 

Or: Otabek thinks kissing is a good way to congratulate his friend.

Warning(s): Nothing to be scared of. Platonic kissing, romantic kissing. Heavy romantic kissing at the end. Yuri’s fifteen almost sixteen at the start, and around seventeen by the end.

Notes: I had this absurd idea of Otabek kissing Yuri to congratulate him because he’d seen Viktor do it with Yuuri; OtaYuri Week just gave me the perfect excuse to write it down. I just wanted to have my boys kissing a lot, that’s it, I didn’t have deeper reasons to write this. Kissing is good, let them kiss. Cross-posted in AO3! Beta-ed by @life-of-an-ak-fangirl  ♥ thank you!


Everyone in this world has their own way of celebrating, be it alone or with others. More specifically, everyone in the skating world has their own way of celebrating victories. Some people make gestures, just like JJ Leroy with his silly hand signs or Otabek Altin with his tendency to put his fists in the air. Some people jump or scream to let the euphoria out, like Minami Kenjirou. Some people need to hug someone else and squeeze as hard as their adrenalin-high allows them, or their need for reassurance after all the stress of the performance in Yuuri Katsuki’s case. Some people leap at each other like Sara Crispino and Mila Babicheva do after a particularly good program, and some people cry as they’re unable to contain that much emotion as seen in Georgi Popovich’s or Phichit Chulanont’s case. Other people reward themselves with a tasty treat or a drink like Viktor Nikiforov, Yuuri Katsuki and Michele Crispino are known to do, and some people just bask in the roaring sound of a crowd congratulating them as Christophe Giacometti does while waving at his fans. Some people, in a weird and undefined and usually unexpected celebration, do all of the previous things at the same time.

In his case, he’d never had a specific way of doing it.

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SPIDEYPOOL WEEK - DAY 1

Spideypool AU: Gwen usually loves to be the little sister, especially since her step-brother Wade is mostly awesome and badass. She does not love it, though, when her best friend Peter starts to show alarming signs of harbouring feelings for Wade, who’s more of a fuck-and-flee kind of guy. And no matter how much she loves her crazy ass brother, there is no way she’s letting him use and/or hurt Peter, so she tries and keeps them as far from each other as possible. But then Wade’s practicum happens during their senior year and suddenly keeping them separated is no longer possible.

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The Toki Project - Week 2 : February 6th-12th

Until April, I will try to draw as many different Tokiya pictures as I can, all with different outfits and themes. I take a bit of freedom with the weeks…I just try to upload them 4 at a time. That seems like a good deal, I think.

But either way, the themes of the second week:

5, Absolute Luna (April Fool’s 2014)
6. Marching Band (Music 3)
7. Live (UtaPri Maji Love Live 4th stage)
8. Perfect Diamond (Joker Trap)

The next batch will be for the start of next week.

You may not upload these pictures on other websites, alter, edit or claim them as your own in any way.

week 1

PS: I am going to open commissions again this week, before I do, however, I am going to change a bit here and there as I think I have changed a bit since I last updated that list.

I apologize for all the spam lately, but I just got an idea:

Sportacus wants to confess his love for Robbie, but he isn’t sure how to. He asks the children what to do, saying it’s for a friend (though they all know better), but none give him the perfect idea. Just as he starts to lose hope, Trixie shows him a meme, which sparks something within him: he wants to have a flash mob.

So one day, Sportacus gathers the kids in the center of LazyTown, quietly explaining his idea. The kids laugh at Sporto’s song choice, though they all agree, and over the next few weeks, begin coordinating their moves.

Due to the fact that they aren’t especially quiet during their practice times, Robbie gets extremely annoyed by this. He plans to rid of Sportacus in the most extravagant way, hoping once more to hear peace. What he didn’t know was that the day of the plan’s execution also happened to be the day of the flash dance.

Fortunately for Sportacus, he runs into Robbie. The villain was setting up something for his own nefarious plan, choosing to ignore the elf. Sportacus makes the choice to interact with him, though is told harshly to go away. The hero complies, not hearing the relieved sigh coming from Robbie. Hiding behind the wall with the hole in it, he sees this signal from Stephanie to go ahead with it.

Out of nowhere, Never Gonna Give You Up by Rick Astley plays loudly, giving Robbie a heart attack. He turns around to see the kids and Sportacus dancing and the elf mouthing the words. At the end of it, Robbie doubles over in laughter, completely in disbelief. Sportaflop, completely unsure if Robbie is okay, runs over to him and smothers him in Concern™. Robbie assures the hero he’s fine, just that he can’t believe he got Rick Rolled.

Sportacus decides to give him a little space, telling the kids to go home. He does confess to Robbie, though the villain is still too stunned to give a response. Even though Robbie doesn’t respond that day (maybe even that week), he still treasures the gesture and works up the nerve to say yes.

The Signs Preparing for an AP Test

@ TheSignsAs || IG

Aries: “Okay, if someone dies, we all get 5s. Who are we gonna poison???”

Taurus: barley studies but still gets a 4 or 5

Gemini: crams at the last minute

Cancer: tries studying but ends up crying

Leo: doesn’t study & fails completely

Virgo: studies every day for like a whole month before the test

Libra: FLASH CARDS FLASH CARDS FLASH CARDS

Scorpio: Reads notes and studies in other ways the week of the test

Capricorn: The most studious. Studies very well. Remembers everything. Aces the test, a perfect 5.

Aquarius: studies hard but for some reason has trouble when they start taking the test

Pisces: tries to study but keeps getting distracted by social media

SAGITTARIUS: SPENDS TIME ON TUMBLR CRITICIZING ASTROLOGY BLOGS WHO ACCIDENTALLY FORGET THEIR SIGN IN ONE POST INSTEAD OF STUDYING!!!

The Countdown

Pairing: Rucas

Rating: G

Word Count: 1,486

A/N: I haven’t written anything on tumblr in awhile.  This came to me on my way home today.  Sorry for any grammatical errors.  I wrote it out fairly quickly.


As they neared her apartment, Lucas sighed.  Another perfect week was rapidly coming to a close.  In a few short hours, he would be on a plane back to Texas, back to school, back to life without her in it on a daily basis.  Just when he was getting used to seeing her everyday, just when he started to forget the two thousand miles that had separated them for most of the last four years, it was time to go back.  It was time to go back and start counting down the seconds until he could see her again.

As their steps drew them closer to their inevitable parting, Lucas decided to not taint the memory of their last few seconds together with morbid thoughts of the loneliness he was about to endure once more.  He studied the distance that separated them from their goodbye.  By his estimate, they were ten steps away from her door.  Ten steps.  Ten reasons why all of the pain and heartache was worth it.

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anonymous asked:

My crush is only a very new one. We've known eachother for a little over a year, both having met at the queer space on campus, but she's one of those people i've always wanted to get to know but think she's way out of my league. last week I found out shes starting a post grad in education and we have classes together. she asked me to sit with her all three days, the last day we had an accidental date at one of my fave food places, and now she sends me messages with tons of cute emojis.

Oh wow that sounds perfect! 😁💞

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Day 45, I fucked up badly. I lost 5 lbs in a week and put it all back on in one binge. Now I'm trying to lose it again and more and I don't think I'll ever stop. I'm 2 years in and larger than when I started. I will definitely see results very soon.

no angel :-( you really need to seek professional help i think. you really do not need to lose that weight. you’re perfect the way you are and don’t need to be doing this to yourself

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RinRei Week 3 Day 1: Music ( Classical | Modern )
Title: Quatre Mains Part 1
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AM I LA— I am obviously late, aren’t I?

Shucks. I’ve become way too busy with school than I had anticipated but I’ll talk about that in a different post at a different time lol xD This particular AU was supposedly for RRW2′s “AU” prompt. But the prompt “Music” has been decided for RRW3 so I thought maybe this was the perfect chance to go for it. I finished the sketches the day before RRW3 started but yeah, school FML as always. Anyways, this is a long one! More like Part 1 (with a bit of 2) of 3 of the standalone oneshot version of this AU! The good stuff, well, not really good but more like, shippy-er stuff comes in Part 2, I guess. Part 2 along with 3 might come around late March or early April or at least after my finals. But don’t trust what I say. ^^;;

At first I was thinking Rei would be the type to play really well but kinda monotonous and too much “according to the book”. But then I kinda remembered he was bad at music in canon like he is in swimming so I took advantage of that lol but I do think he’d be able to learn (at a fast rate) if he had a good coach! *coughs* Additional info about this AU, Rei might be hopeless at piano but he’s pretty good at playing the violin reflecting his pole vaulting abilities! The reason he started playing the piano was because of Haru’s music. Haru is still a prodigy/genius here lol Pretty much I thought about this AU contrasting everything in the swimming anime! Nothing really spectacular here but I hope this has kept your interest at least lol

{ Vitri Week - Day Three: (Im)perfection / Intoxication }

『 Virus hated his eyes. How their color changed. How the surgery managed to fix his previous altered eyesight, but brought an other flaw to his eyes. How he now couldn’t see the world in color without his glasses.

Trip hated his red roots. He hated that part of him that still managed to find its way through the bleach. That part of his past, of when violence was his only way to have peace, before Virus’ light entered his life. That part of him that make him painfully different from his partner.

They both hated and loved their scars. They were the proof of their past, of their life. They were the proof of their differences toward others. But they also were the physical witness of their shared past, of what they both went through. The proof of their link. 』


The headcanon of Virus seeing in black and white without his glasses belongs to @serpentiem.

Here you go. I won’t be able to draw anything for vitri week during the next four days as I’ll be in a con during this time, but I’ll try to catch up and do it during the next week. 

I hope you’ll enjoy this drawing ~

Isn’t She Lovely?

Request: Leo being an overprotective dad of his newborn baby

She was the most precious thing in the world. So small, so pure, so angelic. His little princess.

He held her as gently as possible, afraid that he would hurt her if he gripped her tighter. He glanced at you laying on the hospital bed, fast asleep. You looked different. But not in a bad way. You had a new glow.

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anonymous asked:

With May in the framework, it looked like she was fighting against the fake world again like she did back with the spa. Makes me think either not everything is happy for her in there, or she's figured out something is wrong and is fighting against the visions. Either way, how do you think that could play when she comes out of it?

Hi Anon!

May was definitely starting to show signs of fighting it again at the end of last week.  So its very possible that she is once again fighting the program and trying to get out.  

I know you are all sick of the reference but in Star Trek when Picard went into the Nexus he realized it was too perfect.  He also had a few hints, his mind was also putting in little Easter Eggs/hints if you will to make him realize he didn’t belong there.    That even though it was what he desperately wanted, he had to let it go and come back because the others needed him to come out and stop the baddie.  

So May could have realized that life is too perfect or her memories started to break through.  The other option is AIDA did some tweaking to the program. Even more heartbreaking is if they make us watch her say goodbye to that life in order to ‘come back’.   

At this point I have no idea when she’s going to come out of it and when they are going to get her back.  It can happen next week and they find her as they save Mace…or it could go on even longer.  We are really pushing the border if not over the border that its gone on too long.  Even if she does come out of it on her own, she is still in the middle of the Superiors base with him, his men, Radcilffe, and AIDA.  So she’d have to come out of it while they are all totally distracted and sneak out or fight her way out…both options are doable for May.