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Being an hero isn’t half as glamorous as they make it sound, really

My fae boy’s about to sprout wings and deliver the Apocalypse,, loaf him <3

my hand is officially dead but here is more altean prince iwaizumi + designs :’D

Victuuri Frozen AU

OK BEAR WITH ME HERE PEOPLE

  • Victor is a young prince who discovers he has the power to control ice, and at first he’s fascinated but then slowly realizes that he can’t control it
  • It comes to a head when he’s a teenager and he loses control in the palace, accidentally shooting a small son of a servant in the chest with his ice powers, making the boy pass out
  • the boy lives, but Victor is horrified with himself, so he leaves the palace, leaving king yakov & the others distraught. he secludes himself in an ice castle where he can’t hurt anybody else again with only his younger friend yurio, who travels back and forth between the palace and the ice castle, trying to get victor to come home and failing
  • years pass, and katsuki yuuri is a young boy in the village who has been told tales of the ice prince for ages, they hold a festival for him every year bc yakov is still upset that he left. yurio is the only person who knows where he is but respects his wishes and his location is a badly-kept secret
  • yuuri has a small strand of silver hair, but he has never known why
  • he gets lost in the woods one day, and it’s cold out and he’s freezing, and he can’t remember which direction he came from, and he doesn’t have his phone with him
  • but he finds a man in the woods, silver haired, alone, looking at him with an analytical, fearful expression
  • the man takes him into the ice castle (which isn’t made of actual ice but w/e) and gets him blankets and warm tea and tries to help him but is simultaneously horrified
  • as soon as yuuri feels better victor tries to kick him out, but yuuri figures out who he is
  • (that’s when yuuri turns around and victor sees the strand of silver hair)
  • (and it’s the little boy he’d hurt so many years ago)
  • and yuuri forgives him, tries to get him to come home. victor refuses but yuuri visits him often with yurio, who pretends to hate him but secretly loves him
  • they slowly but surely fall in love
  • eventually, victor comes home and they live happily ever after
  • (((also, yes, olaf is yurio. we were all thinking it. i was thinking it, you were thinking it. makkachin is the moose/caribou thing whose name i can’t remember)))
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Perturbed Fluttershy 2017 v Perturbed Fluttershy 2015 (Circa Feb.).

Chose to keep the sketchy line look to be fair to what it’s compared to. Still took something like an hour and a half.

I guess I tightened up a few things in my style in 2 years. It’s not the mindblowing progression some folks have in the same amount of time, but I guess it’s alright. If I practice more this year maybe it’ll happen.

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Margot on whether Harley would be in a relationship with her character’s love interest from Tarzan (2016)

I still can’t believe that Flint’s entire character, his whole persona, his ambitions, his entire life, is canonically based on his romantic love for another man. Literally everything that drives him stems from that love. Everything he’s trying to accomplish, everything he is. Captain Flint is literally a character created by a man who loved another man. And it’s canon.

It’s just a day like any other for Jacob Kowalski. As to say, a perfectly brilliant thing.

Jacob has a routine, for mornings: get up, get dressed (in positively smarter clothes, in his positively more colorful, less crumbling room), walks the three blocks of buzzing New York life to the door of his bakery, and prepare for the first clients of the day. Jacob has spent the small hours of the morning - light but a grey thought along the roofs across the street, one of those suspended moments which lately, for no reason, make him hold his breath in anticipation - making pastries and waffles, donuts and pies, cleaning the shiny coffee machines and making sure his young and carafree clerk didn’t make any mess the night before. He loves every minute of it. He loves every minute of it, and of the following chores too - serving people and busy business men and dainty ladies and kids with a mess of cents and hungry eyes. He talks, laughs, bid good morning and good day, mysteriously forgets to ask the right price from the hungry-eyed kids. And that is it. Jacob finds himself slipping towards afternnon without even realizing it. An absolutely normal day, no surprises, no thrills.

Except for the unexpected clients waiting by his door, of course. 

No, it’s not the blonde lady wandering around his shop like a light-stepped hawk and coming in through the door in a cloud of rushing velvet and rose perfume at exactly seven past nine a.m., seven days a week - the blonde lady who seems to forget every single time what her order is meant to be and who blinded him with the most heart-stopping smile of the world the first time he remembered it for her, and who once touched his arm sendind tendrils of electricty all the way to his core, and who despite dripping warmth like coalesced sunlight sometimes, sometimes watches him with the most desperate eyes-

Err. Anyway, no, it’s not his - the - blonde lady. The figure waiting by his door is a man, a pale, smartly-dressed man with thick black eyebrows and a cane, and has been staring absently at Jacob’s shop window for the best part of ten minutes.

Now, Jacob Kowalski may be a curious man - as his Nana never, ever tired of reminding him - but he knows when to stay quiet and mind his business, and from the mortally focused way he’s staring at the gilded letters of his name the gentleman seems more than able to dig holes in people’s skulls with a single glance. Still. Still, jacob Kowalski has also been in the war - and there’s something sickengly familiar in the minute shaking running through the gentleman’s body, and something that has nothing to do with New York’s Autumn winds. So he finds himself dropping the rag he was lucidare with on the counter, slid around its corner, and going to open the door - keeping his movements slow, cautious, untreathening. Jacob pushes his door open. The gentleman starts, shoulders tensing, a shot of alarm flashing across his face. Jacob stops. Nice and slow, suggests a voice in his mind, British accent like peppermint sprinkles on a cake. Let him come. On his own terms.

“Would you mind a cuppa coffee, mister?” he asks, nice and slow. “Maybe something sweet, too.”

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@leurauxe I saw your tags on the delinquent Iwa drawing… and … my hands moved on its own

But srsly tho school prefect oikawa HEAD PREFECT OIKAWA this image will never leave me ever again

Okay, so Jesse rekindles his relationship with Rachel when she moves back to New York, stars in his first musical, wins a Tony either for that musical or another one (THANK GOD, because Jesse St. James is immensely talented and I always knew he was going to be a star if RIB would just let him become one!), makes his peace with Rachel’s friends and is now on good terms with them all, proposes to Rachel, MARRIES her, is the director in a musical starring her, supports her decision to be Kurt/Blaine’s (gestational???) surrogate, can’t wait to have his very own kids with her and is there supporting her when she wins her very own first Tony. 

In short, just like he promised, he makes all her dreams come true. 

I feel like I really needed a hug this week.  This guy probably does too ^ ^;

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BH6 characters as the Avengers

Hiro meets Tony Stark