skipping day 1

MY MOTHER ASKED ME TO STOP WRITING ABOUT HER
 
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  When my best friend was a child,
  her mother used The Game of Life
  as a metaphor to explain sexuality.
 
  “You can have two pink guys
  or two blue guys, you know,”
she explained.
 
  My best friend is so straight,
  she doesn’t even masturbate.
 
  Still, she always knew that even
  if she wasn’t, even if someday she ended up
  shotgun to another pink piece,
 
  she would remain loved and supported.
 
  She wouldn’t have to ask for forgiveness.
  Of all the things she was taught to apologize for,
  love has never been one of them.
 
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  My mother doesn’t bring up my sexuality
  anymore. I think she is tired of arguing.
 
  She is sick of reading about her faults
  in my poetry. She hates my selective memory;
  how I only remember the sharp things,
  the slammed doors, the heavy whiskey.
 
  “I used to sing to you before bed
  every night,”
she reminds me icily.
  “but you must’ve forgotten that story.”
 
  Last week, she silently folded up her old flannels
  and placed them at the foot of my bed.
 
  I know this is probably just a coincidence,
  not a peace treaty or an attempt to understand me.
 
  But for my own well-being,
  I have to take this as a sign she is trying,
 
  even if it isn’t.
—  MY MOTHER ASKED ME TO STOP WRITING ABOUT HER, by Blythe Baird.

It’s those little things that kill me so much. Louis skipping just one (1) day of promo, right on Harry’s birthday and coming back the next day. Harry going MIA when Louis is doing promo. Louis attending Niall’s secret gig instead of his actual concert even if they were both in LA, 2 days apart. They always do their best to find time and loopholes to support each other.

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Day 1: Time skip

Moonstone: Day1 Day2X Day4X Day5X Day6X Day7X

Jet: Day1X Day2X Day4X Day5X Day6X Day7X

Pink Diamond: Day 3X

White Diamond: Day 3X


Moonstone by ms-boy-sk

Gem Type: Moonstone. (Blue Moonstone)

Gender: Male
Pronouns: they/them/their
Romantic Orientation: Panromantic.
Height: 5’5”
Weapon: Spear who containing a sword inside.
Likes: Books, music, nature, arts.
Dislikes: Nonsense violence (bullying), fire, insects, technology, lies.
Hobbies: Martial arts, reading, draw, sing.
Personality: A little shy gem, only when someone is very close to him. A warrior gem, in homeworld he was made to train the new generations of gems for the war. Hate cause anyone problems or concerns. Despite his looks, Moon is very energetic and strong. Very nicely gem.
Fusion Preference: Doesn’t matter

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The Advantages To Never Skipping Leg Day

1. You Look Great In A Pair Of Tight Trousers.

2. Your Legs Look Sexy In A Skin-Tight Square Cut.

3. You Balance Well On A Slippery Surface, Whilst Looking Alluring In Budgy Smugglers.

4. Legs Are The Key To Endurance, Speed, And Stamina On The Rugby Pitch.

Never Skip Leg Day!

Woof, Baby!

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Good luck with the camp!

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HellTober: UnderHell daily drawing challenge.

Rules: Have fun and Be yourself, you don’t have to participate, but you can if you want to. You may do it digitally or whatever other style you like to do it in. you are not limited to days, so if you wish you can skip a day.

1: UnderHell Sans (lets get started)

2: Doing what he loves most sleeping

5: The Color Purple ( draw him wearing purple or his gaster eye showing)

6: Au day care ( Everyone loves kids. why not make him a kid too.)

7: Half of Hp (Bring him down to his weakest)

8: Betrayed

9:  Home alone

10: Best Friends (Draw his best peps, Soma!Sans and Lucida)

11: Broken

12: Dress (Lets put this cutie in something even more cute ^v^)

13: Dark days (time to get serious)

14: its ok to cry

15: hugs are nice (have your favorite Au give this sad skele a hug)

16: looking modern (this boi needs some swag)

17: Looking Fresh (draw UnderHell with his fav Au UnderFresh)

18: Looking scary (if you can draw UnderHell sans wearing a jack the skeleton costume)

19: next in line to rule ( without asgore someone needs to take the throne)

20: Joining the Team of evil

21: Being with the skeleton he loves (HellSpell =  UnderHell x UnderSpell XD)

22: Ready for a Helluva Time

23: Swap and Hell

24: BuringDust = Hell x Dust (they may hate each other, but doest mean they can’t get along)

25: Death

26: Dark Angel

27: alone on a island ( try to draw what Hell’s island would look like.)

28: Drowing in darkness

29:Just a Dream

30: saying goodbye to October.

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VLD Rare Pair Week: Day Three (Kidge)

(Skipped days 1 and 2; might do those later)

Day Three: Staying In

Katie Holt, former childhood prodigy, graduate student at MIT, and lover of robots, squeezed her eyebrows together as she inched the tweezers ever closer to her nostril.

“Breath.” She instructed herself quietly. “Breeeeeeath.”

The door creaked, and she pinched her nose. “ARE YOU FU-,”

A head peeked it’s way around the door. “You good?” Keith asked her, his violet eyes adorably (and quite frankly, a-dorkably) wide.

Pidge sighed, and turned around, her nose red. “Peachy keen. Why do you ask?”

He snorted the tiniest bit. “Ready? Lance texted that he and Hunk were on their way. Where are we eating again?”

Shrugging, Pidge put down the tweezers. “Some fancy Italian place. Allura blogged about it a couple weeks ago. Or-wait, Shiro might have said that’s where they were going for their anniversary.”

Keith nodded, and then stopped, gazing at her. “Damn.” He said, smirking a bit, eyes lingering on her figure, clothed as it was in a forest-green cocktail dress (probably stolen from her mother’s closet the last time she was at her house).

“You pig.” She said shortly, and turned back towards the mirror, reaching for the mascara. “Would’ve expected that from Lance.”

Keith mock-gasped. “Am I not the perfect gentleman?” He said, putting his hand on his heart.

Snickering, Pidge looked over her shoulder. “My knight.” She swooned, and then suddenly tripped over one of the floorboards, landing in his arms. “Ouch!”

Laughing, Keith steadied her. “Probably not the best idea to wear heels when you can’t even walk normally.”

Pidge scowled. “Ugh. Do we have to go to dinner?” She whined. “I already probably burst a blood vessel in my nostril. Hunk will have a heart attack if I start bleeding all over the fettuccini alfredo.”

“We’ve been planning this dinner for months, Pidge. I want to go as much as you do, but-,” Keith trailed off.

“We have no legitimate excuse.” Pidge finished, and rolled her eyes. Suddenly, she draped herself in his arms. “Oh! Oh! My ankle! It’s-oh my-SPRAINED!” She gasped in pain. “Oh dear!”

Trying not to laugh, Keith gathered her up in his arms. “Fine, Miss Prima Donna.”

Pidge snorted as he dumped her in the kitchen. “Here, I’ll turn on Stranger Things and grab the popcorn, and you text Hunk, ‘kay?”

“Done.” He said proudly, tucking his phone in his dress shirt pocket, and vaulted over the sofa. “What episode we on?”

“Um…Barb went missing. I think.” Pidge said as she curled up beside him with a bowl of popcorn. “Here, I put some of that chili seasoning.”

“Thanks.” He said, looking at the screen.

As the opening sequence begun, Keith’s phone lit up, but they didn’t notice, as Pidge cuddled closer, and his arm tightened around her.

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Lance and Hunk sat on their bed, Lance’s laptop nestled between them.

“You think they’ll be mad we didn’t show?” Hunk murmured into Lance’s shoulder.

“Nah.” Lance said, as he chewed on a cookie. “Wait, so what just happened to Jack Sparrow? I wasn’t watching.”

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Hope you enjoyed! (Not beta-read, because I’m technically not “in civilization” right now👍🏽)

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