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McCree grins, clutches his hand to his chestplate and leans back, swooning, pivoting on his heel, puckering his lips. Struck by Cupid.

@arcanebarrage
proper fanart now of HtF of the latest update and the goddamn cutest exchange i’ve read in a long time, cus i need comic practice and it’s arguably my favorite part of the fic so far. Hanzo be nice to him, he just loves u

-~ The Signs As Favorite Twenty One Pilots Lyrics~-
Aries: “No one looks up anymore cause you might get a raindrop in your eye and heaven forbid they see you cry” - March to the Sea

Taurus: “While you’re doing fine there’s some people and I who are having a really rough time getting through this life so excuse us while we sing to the sky” - Screen

Gemini: “Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts, no” - Doubt

Cancer: “I know what you think in the morning when the sun shines on the ground and shows what you have done, and you swear to your parents that it will never happen again I know, i know oh oh, what that means, I know oh oh oh oh” - Guns for hands

Leo: “Down in the forest we’ll sing a chorus, one that everybody knows. Hands held higher we’ll be on fire singing songs that nobody wrote” - Forest

Virgo: “All we are is an isle of flightless birds we find our worth in giving birth and stuff. We’re lining our houses against winding roads and we think the going is tough. We pick songs to sing that remind us of things that nobody cares about and honestly we’re probably more suicidal then ever now” - Isle Of Flightless Birds.

Libra: “No one else is dealing with your demons meaning maybe defeating them could be the beginning of your meaning, Friend” - Kitchen Sink

Scorpio: “We used to play pretend, give each other different names, we would build a rocket ship and then we’d fly it far away” - Stressed out

Sagittarius: “We all know somebody who knows somebody who’s doing great. I know some people who know people who are flying straight, But I’ll kindly enter in to rooms of depression while ceiling fans and idle hands will take my life again” - Glowing eyes

Capricorn: “Sometimes to stay alive you’ve gotta kill your mind” - Migraine

Aquarius: “He thinks that faith might be dead, nothing kills a man faster then his own head” - Trapdoor

Pisces: “Gangsters don’t cry there for there for I’m mister misty eyed” - Heavydirtysoul

misfityeon  asked:

what makes you think kaisoo is real (when i say this i mean moments, things that happened to make it seem real..i went in the tag and only saw fighting so)

first, from the way jongin look at kyungsoo. i know how it feels to love somebody, i look at the person i love just like jongin. not even blinking. jongin’s eyes is the most favorite part of this relationship for me, cause they screams love. sometime, jongin even looks like he wants to swallow kyungsoo up uh oh

Originally posted by myungbyul

Originally posted by jonginandme

Originally posted by kyungception

second, the way they holding hands. kaisoo got some serious issue in this thing. cause if i were a boy, i will not hold my friend’s hand who is a boy too  like that. they have a thing, not only as close friend but really a thing.

and the way they whispering to each other. i think whispering is a really common thing, nothing special about it. but kaisoo is different case, i dont know what are they whispering about (probably just keep saying ily to each other) but they looks very intimate. it will not end up so intimate if they’re just a friend who telling each other about that pretty fans over there.

and all of those smooth touches of kaisoo. looks like “bro u got something here jk i just want to touch u cause ily so much bro”. and the legs part, im sure they’re just joking like other people, jongin maybe step on kyungsoo’s foot but yeah they do it under the table and in a very smooth way hmmm

and don’t forget this legend moment of JAGI. right at 0:10, focus on jongin’s lips and you can hear the jagi even without earphones.

for me all of this thing is enough to prove kaisoo is more than just a close friends. have a good day!

anonymous asked:

lol stydia isnt fan service but u know what is? sheriff and melissa..

Okay, that may be true, but– consider this. 

Jeff said we’d never get prom (still hope he was lying), so instead we get Sheriff and Melissa’s wedding. Maybe that’s even the way they end the series. Maybe it’s the end of high school, or maybe the end of the last episode skips forward a few years when they’re all visiting from college. I love to imagine the girls dancing together in long dresses and Scott shoving cake in Stiles’ face and Lydia and Stiles slow dancing and Scott and Stiles leaving the party to have a talk with their jackets off and their hands tucked into their pockets, watching the lights from the tent in the distance. 

But my favorite part is thinking about the ceremony itself. 

It’s this small backyard wedding, but everybody is all dressed up and beautiful as they watch Melissa walk down the aisle towards Sheriff. Stiles and Scott are best man and maid of honor, respectively. Lydia and Kira and Malia are all sitting in the audience together in their finery, watching. There’s a close up on Stiles smiling at Lydia and Lydia smiling back at him, this unspoken pact that they’re going to do everything that they can to get here together because they want this too. They want to be happy together for as long as they can be. 

But those three aren’t the only pack members there. Everybody’s there. Isaac sits next to Chris Argent. Liam, Mason, and Hayden are all watching the proceedings with smiles on their faces. Derek and Braeden sit in the back of the venue, with Braeden’s hand on her stomach and Cora looking thoroughly uncomfortable in her finery. Danny is in the back with Ethan, holding hands and watching all of it. 

And Scott McCall is standing at the altar, looking out at all of it. His mom and Stiles’ dad have invited everyone who saved their sons lives countless times. They have invited all of the people who got them here, today, to a time when they would be able to sit in peace in a backyard at sunset and watch two people bind their lives to each other. Throughout the years, Scott has watched death, destruction, and calamity take over Beacon Hills, but he never, not once, gave up hope. 

This moment proves why. Because amidst all of that pain and heartache, sometimes, you get moments like this. You get to watch your mom marry a man who makes her smile so big. You get to look over at your best friend pulling silly faces at the girl who he’s been in love with since he was eight years old– the one who loves him too. And at the end of everything, every disaster, every death, every scream, there is this: there is life. There is something new. There is love. There is a beginning. 

“Better Than Drinking Alone”

Colored pencil on paper.

Part Sixteen of myLove in Details” Series (Part One, Part Two, Part Three,Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine,Part Ten,Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen , Part Fourteen , Part Fifteen). If you have a favorite Emma and Killian small moment, check out my post and send me your idea!

This small moment was requested by @nothingimpossibleonlyimprobable .

Special thanks and hugs to @fairytalesandtimetravel, who gave me great imput, and was so patient with my grumbling about the joys of drawing hands. :-)

This and other OUAT drawings can be purchased here on my Redbubble page. Please don’t Tweet, and please reblog instead of reposting. Thank you very much!

Tagging some lovelies: @emmaswanchoosesyou  @brooke-to-broch  @optomisticgirl  @disastergirl  @nowforruin  @spartanguard @laschatzi  @on-the-nightshift    @lenfaz  @fairytalesandtimetravel@ @startswithhope  @annytecture @the-lady-swan @caprelloidea  @gusenitsaa   @duathadun  @ripplestitchskein @xpumpkindumplingx 

I still can’t believe half the scene’s we’ve gotten for Bellarke are real...

Like seriously they may not be canon, but holy shit we’ve been blessed with some beautiful scenes (here are some of my personal favorites)

“I need you” part 1

The Hug

Campfire scene

“I can’t lose you too”

Bellamy jumping in front of Clarke to protect her

The Goodbye

Reunion part 1

“You left me”

The make up scene

Hand holding

I obviously have more, but you know…

alvaleon  asked:

Hey there, love the blog! Could you expand on how you feel the books and show differ in terms of plot and character developments being "earned"? Thanks!

Sure! GRRM does a generally excellent job at earning his Big Moments, by which I mean they feel thoroughly set up and a natural extension of what’s come before them. One of my favorite examples is that Jon only gets elected Lord Commander after he’s already decided to refuse Stannis’ offer of lordship, legitimacy, and Winterfell. 

The show, by contrast, increasingly seems built around its Big Moments without laying the groundwork for them. As I said in the immediate wake of the Season 6 finale, there’s no basis within that season for Jon to be King or Tyrion to be Hand. Neither the characters nor the storytellers earned those moments, so for me, they fell utterly flat. This angered me in large part because I love those characters and wish them well, and I want to feel things for them, but it has to make sense. It has to work within the context of the season as a whole. It has to mean something. 

Indeed, to borrow from RLM’s rightfully-canonized series on the Star Wars prequels: we need a deeper meaning to things. The problem here isn’t just one of storytelling architecture, it’s one of storytelling philosophy. As I’ve said many a time, GRRM isn’t out to burn down tropes, he’s out to revitalize them, rebuild them, earn them. That Brienne’s knight-errant quest in AFFC ultimately falls short of her goal doesn’t mean that knight-errant quests are stupid. It means they’re hard. The point isn’t that she never should have tried to do the right thing. The point is the cost of trying to do the right thing: “I’m sorry that I never trusted you. I don’t know how to do that anymore.” 

The showrunners and writers quite simply don’t seem to get that, which is why they had Jon crowned because he’s the Chosen One (hence cutting right from the R+L=J reveal to the crowning), not because he actually earned it. 

This is not a piece about sex. This is not a poem about deep love. This is not about a love that I still feel. This is not about anything that has broken my heart. This is not about her, but this is about my first love. This is not poetry, this is the truth. This is not about my feelings keeping me up at night, this is about the time when I first found someone who held my hands. This is my favorite part of the story and it will always be
beautiful to me…

I met her in seventh grade and she didn’t have an angry bone in her body. I even remember her whole name. Her middle name was Brooke and that was the first time I realized that even girls can be rivers.

I met her after the hurricane and we wrote letters, and if you’ve ever read my handwriting… you will know that mine are small. They say that when you write small, you’re shy and you hold back. You care more for others than you do for yourself and that’s depressing, but it’s my personality.

Her handwriting was always large.

As a matter of fact, all of my lovers
had large and legible handwriting.

My opposites.
My heartaches.
My hers.
My lovers.

But this isn’t about them. This is about her.

My first love,
my first love–

If you somehow place your eyes upon these words, here’s what I think about you.

The way your smile was more than a curve, I remember crying when you left me in that school yard. I used your smile to fill my heart. Cement. Bricks. Coal. You had it all. My sidewalks were no longer cracked. My buildings were steady and not even the wolf dared to tamper with my wounds. My bonfire is still burning bright and I have fallen in love with any girl that said they were going to stay.

I know you no longer think about this puppy love, but it’s true when they say:

You’re never going to forget this.

I never did. I never did.

My first love,
my first love–

I probably didn’t mean a thing to you, but you meant everything to me. It was the first time I realized that I didn’t have culture jailed onto my skin. Now I know why I felt different among my friends, we are all different. Even if our skins were alike, our minds were in different parts of the universe and we tried to cultivate our similarities, but there was never any room for breathing when I sat at that lunch table.

Dear F.B.M.,

you’ll always be beautiful because you never said goodbye. You’ll always be beautiful, but I never kissed you. You’ll always be beautiful, but I never hurt you. You’ll always be beautiful, but you let go of my hands. You’ll always be beautiful with your messy hair. You’ll always be beautiful with your ink stained smile. You’ll always be beautiful with your weird thoughts. You’ll always be beautiful with your awkward eyebrows never knowing how to express the correct feelings. You’ll always be beautiful even if you never thought that I was. You’ll always be beautiful because you changed my life with nothing but a hug.

And I have fucked up many times,
but I’d like to think that I didn’t with you.

We were just teenagers who didn’t know a thing. We were just teenagers growing into our skin. I used you as a cast, you used me as an envelope. I would sign on the very last line and you’d signature your smile wherever I was hurting.

And it’s all light and it’s all good because even if you left, and I got a little upset, people leave and baby, it’s okay. You’re still weird and so am I. You’re still an ocean, but I’ve stopped drowning a long time ago. You’re still fire, but I’ve learned to gloss my heart with stardust. You’re still light, but my dear, my smile has grown far too dark from when we’ve last touched.

And I’m sorry if I have hurt you,
maybe my simplicity
is that I want complexity
within every relationship.

So I became a writer and you may never read this, but if you do and you figure out that it’s about you; don’t worry, I never stopped loving you and yes, we were young, but youth gave the current poet a chance to breathe.

You were my first love letter
and that’s why I’ll love you forever.

You were my first break up,
and that’s why I’ll always remember you.

You were my first lover,
and that’s why you won’t be the last.

You were my first taste of fear,
and that’s why I no longer look in the mirror.

You were the first to ever hold my hand,
and that’s why I still hold yours.

And if it ever got to it,
I want you to know;

The poetry would like to thank you
because it would not have existed
if you did not expose me to such words.

—  My first love letter
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“We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.” One large hand rose to stroke my hair. “D'ye mind the blood vow that I swore ye when we wed?”
“Yes, I think so. ‘Blood of my blood, bone of my bone…’”
“I give ye my body, that we may be one,” he finished. “Aye, and I have kept that vow, Sassenach, and so have you.” He turned me slightly,and one hand cupped itself gently over the tiny swell of my stomach.
“Blood of my blood,” he whispered, “and bone of my bone. You carry me with ye, Claire, and ye canna leave me now, no matter what happens. You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I wilna let you go.”
I put a hand over his, pressing it against me.
“No,” I said softly, “nor can you leave me.”
“No,” he said, half-smiling. “For I have kept the last of the vow as well.” He clasped both hands about me, and bowed his head on my shoulder, so I could feel the warm breath of his words upon my ear, whispered in the dark.
“For I give ye my spirit, ‘til our life shall be done.”

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I barely got the coffee cup to my lips this morning before I was pleading with Ben to please help me carry the cabinet over to the house from next door (where it was painted).  The off gasses are still pretty potent, but I really don’t care.  I immediately cleaned the glass sides, doors and shelves, and started curating.  I could not possibly be more pleased with how this turned out.  I’m slightly annoyed by the cord sticking out from the side of this piece, but Ben claims to have the solution, so I’ll be patient.  Best part?  There’s still room for more inside.  I’ll have to be careful about how I jam things in there from here on out, but it’s do-able.  This is officially my new favorite item in the house.  AND, it’ll keep curious little kid hands off my collection.  Win!

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On works like Samurai Jack it’s very easy to forget that animation is a collaborative medium.  This has started to change recently as seen on Steven universe where I argue that the board artists are just as well known as Rebecca Sugar. Samurai Jack is so very linked to Tartakovsky and his vision that i have to force myself to remember that my favorite part of the show (the landscapes) were done by Scott Wills and co. Anyways, watch this guys work and be amazed that this was done traditionally instead of digitally. Last i heard his new backgrounds are gonna be made digitally while trying to retain that hand drawn approach.

Ahhhh there are so many of them that I love hfdmsfshdm why do you do this to meeeee.

I’m using mom boy (Abacuc) for this dsfhdfdsh

Alright um, where do I start…well, I simply love male giants no matter what I just ddsgfdggfdhh loveloveloveeeee.

One of my favorite scenarios is when the tiny is super amazed with the giant being, yes, it’s like a normal person but like 100 TIMES BIGGER HOW COOL IS THAT? And so the tiny is exploring them (obviously with the giant’s consent), their big big hands and fingers THEIR FACE OHHHH MY GOD /////. I personally think that a giant face can be the best part to explore. That one and the mouth hsdffdggd kill me pls.

now tinies offering their food to their giant friend are t h e b e s t.

Like, a tiny sharing a slice of their sandwich to their giant friend and this one is like ‘’hehe thank you ? ?’’ as they are using only their fingers for the sandwich crumb dsfjdh. It’s even better if they want to feed them dsfhdgdj omgggggg and the giant try no to open wide so their little friend don’t get scared or just to avoid accidents ohhhmygOD.


GIANT KISSES. GIANTS RUBBING TINY FRENDS

AHSFHDFAAAAAAHHHHHH BY E EE EEE

my favorite part of the walking dead game is when they reach the farm and lee goes into the barn where clementine is and she tells him about the salt lick and not to lick it because it’s salty and lee’s like “did you lick it” and clementine goes “….i don’t know”. 

best part, hands down

anonymous asked:

Mama Ashe, do you have any recommendations for people who love your poetry and are looking to explore your contemporaries or poets that have inspired you? Much love.

If you check my poetry recs tag I should have a much longer, more inclusive list, but I’ll give you the highlights:

Caitlyn Siehl – aka, the REASON I started writing poetry. Hands down, no contest. Her blog ( @alonesomes ) was the place where I fell in love with poetry. A beautiful writer, a beautiful human being, the biggest and most loving heart to ever touch this earth

Richard Siken – the poet who never fails to break my heart. Crush is still my favorite book of poetry in the whole fucking world

Good Ghost Bill, aka Bill Moran – a poet who I’m honored to call my friend. He writes like no one else I’ve ever read or heard. He will drop you into the deepest part of your own heart and fish you back out again.

Kevin Kantor – unflinchingly honest, heartbreakingly sincere, completely captivating to watch perform live. They lived in my house for like three weeks while they were on tour and it was the best poetry-fueled sleepover extravaganza. One of my favorite human beings. One of my favorite poets.

Ebony Stewart – another poet who I’m completely awed to call my friend. Listening to her spit poetry borders on a religious experience, to be honest. She will shake you down to your foundation

Trista Mateer – The Dogs I Have Kissed wrecked me. Completely destroyed me. Trista has an unbelievable talent for the kind of honesty most people are too afraid to touch. She’s also my sunflower girlfriend, but I swear my opinion on her poetry is unbiased.

anonymous asked:

What was your favorite part of Hamilton that you wouldn't have noticed if you just listened to the cast album?

LISTEN I MADE A LIST OF THINGS SO IM JUST GONNA GIVE YOU ALL OF IT BECAUSE THAT SHOW WAS AMAZING AND ITD BE IMPOSSIBLE TO PICK MY FAVORITE MOMENT

-Daveed Diggs dabbing in the election of 1800
-Madison wiping off the mic before giving it to Jefferson
-Jefferson wiping his hands on his suit after touching James Reynolds letter
-King George stomping his foot to the ground after “I’m so blue” to make the people give him a blue light
-LAURENS SINGING “THE STORY OF TONIGHT” BEFORE DYING
-Lafayette trying to flirt with Angelica before Hamilton shoos him off
-Lafayette then shooing someone else off to flirt with a different girl
-Peggy skipping off stage
-Hamilton dragging his chair into “Dear Theodosia” and hijacking the song
-Mulligan constantly drinking from a flask
-Jefferson’s swagger walk (he was like limping but in a cool way ??)
-“Washington on Your Side” was squad goals
-King George making someone give him a chair after “I know him” so he could watch the show
-Jefferson giving one of the Reynolds pamphlets to the conductor
-The way Alexander leaned over the railing so he could look at Eliza in “Helpless”
-Phillip not wanting to rap before dinner and Eliza having to encourage him and he slowly gets really into it and he gets super excited by the end and yells his French numbers
-Jefferson trying to shake Washington’s hand but Alexander getting in the way so he could introduce himself