they just look really similar ok

A story from the line at McDonald's
  • Me: okay so my sexuality's a complicated deal so let's just call me queer as hell
  • Friend: nono I wanna know can't you explain it
  • Me: well ok mainly I am asexual which means I don't want to do the do nor do I long for it, so it has nothing to do with lack of confidence or anything like that, I simply don't find anyone sexually attractive
  • Friend: right right
  • Me: but I'm also bi romantic. The sexual and romantic attraction are different, and I still fall in love and want to have physical contact with my partner, I just don't need the hanky panky
  • Friend: right cause you have a girlfriend that's pansexual right
  • Me: exactly and as long as we're both happy with not doing the rumba naked, that's a valid relationship
  • Friend: I get it, I get it... I didn't know the entire sexual and romantic orientations were different
  • Me: yeah I know it was an eyeopener for me when I found ou-
  • Lady behind us in line: excuse me so sorry but I couldn't help but overhear but I didn't know half of what you just said and I was just wondering what that thing your girlfriend was is, pansexual?
  • Me: *awkward glance at friend* oh uh I'm not an expert or anything and uh ok so basically it's similar to being bisexual, but there's less value in what gender the one you're attracted to is, at least as I understood it. So a bisexual would be attracted to a person despite their gender, a pansexual wouldn't really care at all in a way uh I'm sorry I'm bad at explaining
  • Lady behind us in line: that's alright I can look it up myself later you gave me a general idea! So where did you find out these things, you're pretty young?
  • Me: well, Internet. Once you're a bit confused about what you might be you usually go looking for explanations...
  • Lady behind us in line: so uh in theory... It's fine if you don't know, I just want to check with you... Is there a thing called aROMANTIC? like you're asexual, is there a equivalent to the romantic orientation you mentioned?
  • Me: oh yeah, absolutely! You can be both asexual and aromantic, or aromantic and heterosexual, literally all combinations are possible!
  • Lady behind us in line: *smiles LIKE REALLY GODDAMNED GENUINELY* thank you so much, I did not know that. *fishes up phone from pocket* now if you excuse me, I'm going to call my mother and tell her I'm not crazy for never having been married or stayed with one guy for long despite being 50+ but still has three children! *steps out of line and walks off while dialing*
  • Friend: wow that was... Amazing
  • Me: see how happy she got? That's the power of right information.
  • And that's why I've been smiling since this happened.

they just remind me of Spongebob and Patrick, it suits pretty well

Ink by @comyet

Error by @loverofpiggies

(i guess idea might be a little inspired by @puffrisk (??))

Mom and Me Watch Avatar: Part 2

Mom: I have trouble getting their names right when we aren’t watching the show. I don’t know why, they just don’t stick in my brain.

Mom: So, the boy with the ponytail…

Me: There’s two of them.

Mom: Oh, right. Ok. The boy wearing the blue, his name is?

Me: Sokka.

Mom: Ok. And the boy in the red who’s always very upset?

Me: Zuko.

Mom: Right. They just sound really similar. I have to say them over and over to myself. Sokka. Zuko. Sokka. Zuko. Sokka. Zuko.

Zuko comes on screen

Me: Hey, look mom, it’s your garbage son!

Mom: We can’t call him that!

Me: Why not?

Mom: That’s inappropriate. We’ll have to come up with another nickname for him. We should call him my time-out son. He’s not garbage, he’s just struggling with his choices.

anonymous asked:

Hey so since dandelions are springing up everywhere I was wondering if is any magical way I could use em

Eat them! Drink them in tea! Don’t pick the flowers right away because they are great for bees!

I don’t have my correspondence book with me so I am doing this from the top of my head, so I may miss a few things. You can google “Dandelion magical correspondence” for probably a lot more thorough information. I just love dandelions, they are so useful. And great to have around other plants as well too!

Anyway, I am totally serious about eating them! The whole plant is edible! The leaves are great in salads, and are PACKED with Vitamin A and Vitamin K! If I remember correctly 1 cup of fresh dandelion leaves has 110% of your daily intake of Vitamin A, and over 500% daily recommended intake of Vitamin K? The flowers can be made into juice, tea, wine… toss them into your salad with the leaves for color… whatever you fancy! And the roots are the best part! You can make the roots into a substitute for coffee if thats your thing, or dry them out for tea! Did I mention how healthy they are for you? Yea?! Well.. they are also SUPER good for your kidney and liver, as it can help flush them (its a diuretic). Dandelion tea can also help clear skin issues like acne up because its flushing all those toxins and garbage out of your system.

Dandelion is pretty awesome right?!

Don’t worry, I am not done yet.

I mentioned a bit that its great for bees at the beginning, and it is! Its one of the first things that blooms in the spring that attracts bees and other pollinating insects to help the earth! On top of that, dandelions have a long taproot, which helps bring nutrients up to the top soil so that other shallow rooting plants have more nutrients. They help out their neighboring plants, by bringing up more minerals and nitrogen making everything else around them super happy! So don’t yank them up! They are there to help!

As far as correspondences for magical use goes, it can be used for luck and wish spells! You can also drink the leaves & flowers in tea to help increase psychic abilities. Its also good for cleansing and purifying and banishing negativity! Its naturally protective and healing (see how it helps its shallow rooted neighbors?!).

I also want to add: make sure you are looking at a dandelion! There are lot of plants that are very similar to a dandelion, so make sure you are identifying properly, because the others that look like it aren’t always safe to eat! Also if you are on any medications check with your doctor before adding dandelion to your diet as it is a diuretic!

Ok that was a lot of information. I went a little crazy. Dandelions are just cool plants. 

Originally posted by larapaulussen

Defending Samurai Jack against the ‘Born Sexy Yesterday’ Trope

I gotta say the one thing that really upset me in the Samurai Jack tag has to be seeing people adamantly claim Ashi and by extension her new relationship with Jack is a gross use of the ‘Born Sexy Yesterday’ trope. While I will admit Ashi just check off some boxes in the trope, (she was isolated, she is ignorant and naive of some base knowledge, wanders naked without caring) HOWEVER two things should be noted.

1 Jack also falls under those points as well. He was highly sheltered during his developmental years, and he is displaced in time, thus farming him ignorant and naive through a majority of the series. And its kinda crazy how often he’s basically naked

2 It is not a power imbalance. See the problem with the trope is not that the girl is naive and childlike despite her age, its because of the relationship with another partner who is far more experienced than them, wants them to stay in their ignorant state. Essentially its a relationship between an adult and a child. However that is not what Jack and Ashi are, despite his age and time spent in the world Jack is still very ignorant, naive and in some cases childish. 

I’ll just use examples from the ep. 

- In the first scene when Jack eats the food its made clear he has never eaten it but because it looks similar to shrimp he thinks its ok and doesn’t bother really questioning the seller. Showing his naivety. 

Meanwhile Ashi takes care to be wary and ask questions about the food.

- Then when the Ashi naked scene happens Jack is flustered. Now this sort of scene often happens with the ‘Born Sexy yesterday’ trope characters, but the reaction Jack gives is not on pair with the characters in his position. he doesn’t gawk for a bit before turning kinda smugly and making a comment that’s a bit patronizing. Instead he flips out he can’t even look at her and his explanation when she asks why its an issue sounds almost like he’s repeating something a parent told him as a child. (seriously watch that bit again) Jack doesn’t act like an experienced adult he acts like a child who just saw something he should’t. 

Meanwhile Ashi is completely comfortable with nudity of not only herself but of Jack, especially in such a scenario. Compare this to when she first made the leaf dress, Ashi knew she could not just walk around naked. (against whats normally displayed in the trope)

What I am getting at is that the narrative makes a point to show that Jack and Ashi are on a comparable level, in intelligence, in maturity, in ability, in naivety and in sexuality. They are both equally uncertain about this, they are both growing through each other. 

Now if Ashi (and hell even Jack) were paired off with someone more like the Scotsman or Da Samurai or Josephine or Mira, someone who fully understands the world, thats had romantic relationships prior, that really is done growing as a person, that laughs off or pokes fun at her naive/ignorant moments, then I likely would not argue. But thats not Jack. While yes Jack does technically “teach” Ashi about the world its more akin to easing a member of a cult back into society than guiding a child to adulthood. Ashi is an adult in manner, an adult with twisted worldview but an adult all the same. 

I welcome you to watch this video as it gives the proper points on the tropes and even shows how Jack and Ashi do not fall under it.

Dislike the ship all you want just don’t miscategorize it, all that does is make actual uses of the trope harder to point a finger at.

anonymous asked:

i didnt like how his hair was a portal to lion that felt like an easy way out of the situation they put steven in :<<<<



I’ve creeped around tumblr without a blog for a long, long time now. I don’t really know why but recently I felt it was maybe time to get a blog myself after all, since I was spending so much time here anyway. I don’t know how long it’ll last – I don’t have a good track record with any kind of social media. But for now I’ll keep this little corner of the internet for myself. Which is not the point at all.

Around New Years I picked up the first of the All for the game series and since then devoured all of the books, read all of the extra content, re-read the books a couple of times and then obsessively checked for new fanfiction every day. I don’t think I’ve had a book (or books) that inspired me to draw as much since I read the Silmarillion. Since I mostly picked up the book because I saw @defractum post about it I only felt it was right that the resulting art went to her and she was kind enough to post it.

Normally I would keep it at that. Buuuuuut it kind of really annoyed me that the format didn’t really work with tumblr. So I revised it a little bit and since I’m here now, I’ve asked @defractum if it’s ok to post it again and she was awesome and said yes ^^ So here it is. Nathaniel to Neil over the ages.

(also can I say how creepy it is that the middle one looks so much older than the other ones even though I used the same base???)

Things I Need to See in Avengers: Infinity War

- T'Challa
- Two whole hours of T'Challa
- Rocket seeing another raccoon and completely denying that they look exactly alike/are the exact same thing
- Rocket getting rlly fuckin pissed that all the avengers keep calling him a raccoon
- Peter being 100% happy and safe
- Tony not dying so peter can stay happy and safe
- Peter and Scott being equally excited cute lil bug dudes who are just happy to be here
- Peter Quill and Peter Parker bonding over how similar they really are. Quill sees himself in Peter, and protects Tony so Parker doesn’t have to face another father figure loss (like Quill losing Yondu)
- Gamora and Natasha kicking every ass
- Teens Groot and Peter being teens
- Teen Groot is angsty Teen Peter is happy af
- Peter is the only one from earth who is even remotely shocked to see a fuckin talking tree and talking raccoon
- He’s like really excited about it and the avengers have like fuckin seen it all and don’t see the big deal
-Michelle is supposed to be in there. Literally have her pop up outta nowhere and call Thanos “ugly ass purple space Barney the dinosaur lookin ass”
- Cap is back and angsty as hell
- T'Challa has no time for angsty Cap or angsty Buck, zero fuckin time
- T'Challa
- Thor and Hulk being bros
- Vision’s creepy ass dying
- Can’t wait to watch that fuckin dude die I hate vision
-T'Challa and Peter
-Literally 3 hours of T'Challa and Peter

anonymous asked:

The whole haircut thing with Shiro is kind of funny, because I think objectively his new haircut is less silly looking and better (well, as a general style. It'd look better on a 15 year old. Hell, his entire outfit would look better on a 15 year old.) but it just seems wrong to people, I think, because it's so round and soft and smooth and Shiro's hair looks really awkward and dry most of the time. We EXPECT Shiro to have weird hair, and when it's not weird it's even weirder. Paradoxically.

Shiro: (gets a haircut)

All the paladins: “who is he”

ok but lmao I really do believe they’re separate people and Kuron’s a clone. Which is why they purposely gave him a look that was very similar yet unsettlingly different compared to Shiro’s. I think part of what makes people so weirded out by Kuron is because he looks so much like Shiro but not quite, so it’s like just on the cusp, but still strange enough to look wrong

I think something else is that it’s kinda off putting to see Kuron look so put together after we’ve seen him all haggard and unkempt. Like, this Shiro looks like he’s been through a lot, but he also feels way more genuine 

After he cuts his hair he just seems…so much more artificial. Again, I think this is because he looks more like an off imitation of Shiro rather than his own person with his own look. 

But also, all that time Kuron had his hair down we see him very vulnerable. Exposed. When Keith tells Kuron the others would like to see him up and about again, he says he’ll try. And we as the audience know he’s been through hell, know he’s definitely still recovering and doesn’t look ready. But he still pushes himself, tries to take care of his appearance and goes on with leading the paladins. It’s not just maintaining hygiene, it’s very much a metaphorical thing. 

He tries to maintain appearances in front of the other paladins, tries to pass as the Shiro they all knew and loved. He’s got hair and clothes that are similar enough, but there’s something still off, and the same can be said about his face too. That’s why his new outfit and hair bothers people so much I think. Like, yeah, it’s not what we’re used to. But it’s still trying to be, it’s an imitation and it just makes this character feel so…disingenuous. 

Any haircut in fiction like this also often comes loaded with symbolism. Just looking at Pidge, our other character with a significant change in look, her new image is very much a sacrifice of her own identity. Katie’s haircut allows her to take on the alias Pidge. Similarly, I think Kuron’s cut is a sign he’s taking on the guise of Shiro. 

This is underscored by the fact that while “Shiro” is recovering Keith is the only one who seems to be allowed in his bedroom. Kuron can trust Keith to see him–the real him–he let’s Keith see him despite his unkempt appearance because Keith’s seen him fall apart before. (At least, according to “his” memories). The fact that he’s in an undershirt and not in a mock wardrobe of Shiro’s also emphasizes this point; he allows himself to be bare and vulnerable when he’s with Keith. It’s only when he has to see the other paladins that he tries to manage his appearance. Which is why it stings when Lance comments Kuron is looking a lot better.

Because we sure as hell know he isn’t feeling any better. He was unsure if he would even be able to push himself out of bed just a scene ago. So yeah, I think there’s actually a lot of visual cues and thematic stuff that makes Kuron’s new appearance especially jarring.

Or, you know. It’s just a really bad haircut 

Like I’ve been legitimately thinking about why exactly is it that people in the supposed position of being (white) allies have the most moralistic and harsh views on cultural appropriation and I think this is the answer. Like for awhile I figured the reason they so frequently seemed to be going really far with the rhetoric was because they were just more detached from the culture in question and while that might explain general ignorance it doesn’t explain why they are so harsh and absolutist. But now that I think about it it really looks very similar to Nietzsches analysis of guilt and how there’s basically this passion of wanting to be wrong and wanting to be morally judged. Like when they ask something that is so massively obvious like “is it ok for me to wear this if I’m offered to wear it” it’s because there’s really a covert desire for the answer to be “no” because they want to not just feel guilty (for even entertaining the idea of sin) but also because the feeling of guilt gives them the ability to pass moral judgement on others.

anonymous asked:

do you use refs? or do you use an initial ref for a char then go from there, or is it all just what you feel like putting on? i just really love how you've created depth to each character. they all have a clear style and attitude... yeah. thank you, lovely xx

Thank you! :D The answer’s under ‘read more’ because it’s long and with pictures :)
Also I need to tag @andreahmrlm here because they asked a very similar question (if I understood right), hope it’s ok :)

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Bechloe One-Shot

Bechloe’s daughter brings her boyfriend home for the first time!

Thanks for this awesome one-shot prompt. Enjoy!


Daniel stood nervously on the doorstep of the large house. 6ft 3in tall, well built and toned, tanned with shaggy blonde hair, he perfectly epitomised the ‘surfer dude’ look. Yet his legs trembled slightly and he could feel his heart hammering away against his chest. Today was a big deal. This moment was a big deal. What if they hated him? He wasn’t a bad guy. Far from it. 

But he’d been in a very unfortunate situation last month when his girlfriend had been on the phone to her Mother and he hadn’t realised, so had snuck behind her, shirtless, and wrapped his strong arms around his girlfriend’s waist. He’d then begun deeply kissing and nibbling her neck, whispering things into her ear. Things that no mother should have to hear her daughter’s other half say.

Daniel felt his right hand being squeezed by his girlfriend’s hand - her dominant left hand - and he looked down to his right, his pale blue eyes meeting a pair of deep blue eyes. The eyes that had immediately drawn him in the moment he had first seen them. The blue eyes that felt like home, such were the two years that he had known and stared into them. 

“You okay?” he heard Lara whisper to him, her dark eyebrows raised as she looked at him in concern. But he put on a brave face. For her. Because today wasn’t just a big deal for him. It was a big deal for her too. Introducing your other half to your family was scary. He knew, because his mother had invited Lara to spend last Christmas with them, which Lara had happily obliged.

Ah, yeah, that was another reason why Daniel was nervous. Because he was probably in her Mom’s bad-books for taking her daughter away from them for Christmas until New Years. Lara had mentioned on several occasions just how crazy her Mom got when it came to getting into the Christmas spirit. And she sure as hell got crazy last Christmas, when Lara had tentatively revealed that she wouldn’t be popping home during her short vacation from work.

Daniel swallowed loudly as the front door of the large house swung open and on the other side of the threshold stood a woman he recognised from the many, many photos Lara had stuck up around her apartment. He also recognised her from TV, but Daniel refused to acknowledge that fact. Because at the end of the day, the woman who stood before them with fiery red hair was more than TV royalty. She was his girlfriend’s Mom.  

“Lara!” The woman exclaimed excitably, immediately diving forward and enveloping her eldest daughter in a warm, tight hug. “Oh it’s so wonderful to see you sweetheart. I’ve missed you so much!”

Daniel found himself smiling as he identified just how similar to her Mom Lara was. She had none of her features but all of her bubbly personality. Lara had told him quite early on in their relationship that her Mom had carried her, but that she had been the result of IVF treatment.

“And you must be Daniel!” The redhead cried out, stepping away from her daughter and immediately reaching up to pull him into a welcoming hug. “My goodness aren’t you tall! And so handsome!”

Daniel felt a wave of relief rush over his body at her greeting as he bend down and patted the older woman politely on the back. Maybe she wasn’t so mad with him about Christmas. He looked up while Lara’s Mom continued to hold him, while complimenting him to her daughter.

The young man felt his stomach knot as his eyes caught a pair of stormy blue eyes, belonging to a petite woman who had reached the bottom of the grand staircase behind the redhead. The fifty year old had a face like thunder and Daniel immediately felt terrified.

Lara had pre-warned him she’d be like this. Because this was her mother. Fiercely protective of Lara and her two younger brothers, Beca Mitchell took no shit from anyone, the curse of working for so long within an industry renowned for hard-talk and stubborn decision-making. Beca Mitchell was the music industry’s leading music producer. She had toured the world in her 30s, DJ-ing at some of the most prestigious venues around, often taking her wife and young Lara along with her too, if her wife wasn’t filming a new show.

Now the couple resided in LA, in the large home they had bought years ago and insisted remaining in for continuity purposes. Because this had been the home Lara and her brothers had been born in and grown up in. This was her home.

“Ma, this is Daniel…” Lara said, nerves evident in her tone, and Daniel gulped as the older woman looked him up and down. She did not approve. He could tell she didn’t. It was the way she squinted at him, as though trying to read his thoughts. And it made him uncomfortable. He knew why she hated him. It had been that time she’d Facetime’d her daughter from LA and he hadn’t realised so had started to get a little frisky with Lara, and Beca had heard too much. Way too much.

The tall man sucked in his breath and stuck his hand out with the intention of shaking Beca’s hand. But the woman simply stared at it, her brow furrowed.

“Sweetheart” Daniel noticed Lara’s Mom smooth the palm of her hand across the small of Beca’s back, resting it there as she looked at her wife, her tone firm but kind, “be nice.”


The twenty two year old’s voice seemed to reach the mother’s ears and help her snap back to reality. Daniel wondered if Beca had been imagining what it was like to kill him. She was that protective of her only daughter.

“Good to meet you properly Daniel.” The older brunette said, reluctantly reaching out and shaking the young man’s hand. Daniel tried not to wince, her small hand gripping his like a vice, clearly on purpose. There was no smile on her face. No sparkle in her eye. No matter how much Lara looked like Beca - and every bit of Lara looked like her mother; from her brown hair and eyebrows, to her deep blue eyes and small lips, petite frame and small hips - she had the sparkling, bubbly, enthusiastic personality of her Mom.

Chloe Mitchell - ‘Chloe Beale’ in the TV world - was everything Daniel had imagined her to be. She was exactly how she seemed during TV interviews, except at this moment in time she only had eyes for her eldest child, who she looked at adoringly. Lara had informed him that while she was close to her Mama, she had a bond with her Mom that was far greater than any bond she had with anyone else. She speculated that it could be due to the fact that her Mom had given birth to her, and hadn’t left her side for essentially the first five years of her life.

“There…that wasn’t awkward at all…” Lara said sarcastically under her breath as Daniel took his hand back and stuffed it into the back pocket of his pants. He saw Chloe give them a reassuring wink and kind smile as her wife returned to her side.

“Right,” Chloe said airily, “lunch is almost ready…” And the woman turned to her left and began slowly leading the way through to the huge kitchen that lay at the back of the house. Daniel felt his girlfriend drop his hand as she strode forward to walk alongside her Mom, who wrapped her arm around her daughter’s shoulders, pulling her into her side as Lara snaked her arm around Chloe’s waist. And they both whispered excitably about how much Chloe already liked Lara’s boyfriend.

Before Daniel could get much further than over the threshold though, he felt a cold hand wrap itself around his forearm. The young man was tugged to a stop and he turned to see that the owner of the hand was Lara’s Mother.

Beca looked up at him pointedly, jabbing her finger into his chest, “Listen to me you little shit,” she hissed aggressively at him under her breath, “I know my daughter loves you but that doesn’t mean I have to like you, kapish?”

Daniel was trembling. He was a good foot taller than this woman but she still scared the hell out of him as she glared up at his face. He could understand why she was doing it though. He remembered reading on Facebook a few years ago about the very messy and public breakup between a one ‘Lara Mitchell’ - daughter of Beca Mitchell and Chloe Beale - and ‘Jordon Grimez’ - teen rapper extraordinaire, who had met when Beca Mitchell had produced the little git’s album.

“If you dare do anything to break her heart, I swear to God I will make your life hell. Understand?”

Daniel held his hands up in defence, “Absolutely.” The brunette squinted at him as though she didn’t believe him and the man was sure that she didn’t. So he continued, “Honestly, Ms Mitchell, I’m really in love with your daughter. I have no intention of ever breaking her heart.”

“Hmm” the older woman said suspiciously.

Fortunately for Daniel, Lara dashed into the hallway, having noticed neither her boyfriend or mother had followed her through to the kitchen. “Everything ok?” She asked in concern.

Daniel turned to look from his girlfriend to his girlfriend’s mother, still unable to believe just how similar the two looked. Beca had a smile on her face for the first time since they had arrived and it surprised him to see the older woman reach out and pull her daughter into a warm, tight hug.

“I’ve missed you so much babe.” The mother said, and the man enjoyed seeing just how happy his girlfriend looked as she squeezed her eyes shut, putting her all into the cuddle.

“I’ve missed you too Mama!” Lara replied, before pulling back and grinning excitably at Beca, “How were the Globes? You guys looked amazing!”

“A total unnecessary farce as usual. But you know what your Mom’s like. We had to go…” the older woman said with a playful eye-roll.

“She did win two awards Ma…”

“I know, I know…” Beca said with a proud grin, and the two women began slowly walking away from the front door, followed almost obediently by Daniel.

Daniel remembered settling down in front of the TV last week with his girlfriend, tuning in to watch the Golden Globes. He still found it bizarre how casual Lara was about seeing her mother’s on TV, at award ceremonies, on the front of magazines, featured on billboards.

Beca was praised multiple times in acceptance speeches at the Grammy’s, Brit’s, and even at the Oscars last year (thought admittedly it had been by Chloe, who had won the award for Best Actress in a Supporting Role, and had burst into tears when she’d explained how Beca had been her greatest supporter throughout the thirty-odd years they had known each other).

Chloe was adored by Hollywood, La-La Land, critics and the general public all over the world. At thirty years old she had shot to fame thanks to a short four-part Netflix series that charted the rise and doomed fall of a musical starlet. Twenty four years on and she was now affectionately deemed TV and Hollywood royalty.

The fame and success didn’t go unnoticed by the paparazzi, and as a consequence the private couple had had many the court battle over the years with newspapers and websites that tried so hard to disrupt their private-lives. Court battles that got messier and more aggressive if their children were involved - so protective the women were of their daughter and two sons.

To meet your girlfriend’s parents for the first time is intimidating enough. But when your girlfriend’s parents are two of the most powerful and successful women in the entertainment industry? Yeah, that made them a million times more intimidating!

“Lunch is up!” Chloe was heard calling from the kitchen, and Daniel almost bumped into Beca as she stopped abruptly, turned her head towards the staircase, and called out loudly: “Boys!! Lunch is ready!!”

A silence fell upon the house and Daniel held his breath as he watched his girlfriend’s mother roll her eyes, let out a short puff of air, then begin to make her way up the stairs. Lara had reached out and took his hand, dragging him away from the staircase and through to the grand open-plan kitchen/lounge, where Chloe was busy serving up salmon steaks onto plates at the table.

“Let me guess…” she started with a smile, “no sign of movement from your brothers?”

“What else is new?” Lara said with a giggle, sliding onto a seat in front of the table and motioning for her boyfriend to join her. Which he did. And for a couple of moments the young lovers sat in silence, Lara pouring the chilled water from a jug into six glasses, and Daniel staring over at the trophies that stood behind glass and ran above the kitchen cabinets, along the length of the kitchen wall. From Grammy’s and Brit awards, to Golden Globes and BAFTA’s. There were…fifteen of them along this row alone. Daniel was impressed.

“So sweetheart, how long are you in town for?”

“Um…I was actually wondering if we could stay for a couple of days? I’ve got an audition tomorrow, then a meeting with my agent the morning after. I figured we could hang about here in between?”

Daniel looked at the redhead, noting the slight waver in her smile, and he suddenly felt nervous again. He didn’t want to be a burden. But no sooner had her smile wavered, it brightened again as she looked at them both.

“Of course sweetheart! It’d be lovely to have you home for a little while! You’ll…need to sleep in separate rooms of course…”

Daniel heard his girlfriend let out a groan and Lara put her head in her hands, “Mommm!”

“I know, but you know what your mother’s like-”

“I’m 22 years old! We live together for crying out loud!”

“Lara, it’s ok. We can sleep in separate rooms-” Daniel began, but quickly stopped when Chloe cleared her throat loudly, announcing the arrival of her wife, who shuffled through a door into the open-plan kitchen/lounge followed closely behind by two teenage boys.

“Boys, this is Daniel.” Beca said unenthusiastically, motioning to the tall man who sat beside her only daughter. Daniel stood and smiled politely as the youngest of the two boys strode up to him with a bright smile and shook his hand.

“Hey I’m Adam.” Said the fourteen year old. And Daniel noticed just how much he looked like his sister, with his dark hair and deep blue eyes. His personality, on first impression, also mimicked that of Chloe with his enthusiasm and the way his eyes seemed to sparkle as he spoke. Adam was noticeably taller than both his mother’s and sister, but still shorter than his older brother.

Now, the middle Mitchell child was like his mother in almost every way. He had her features, making him look just like his siblings, but he also had her stormy look, which immediately made Daniel feel uncomfortable. The seventeen year old was tall too. Not quite the 6ft 3in that Daniel was, but he was certainly nearing 6ft. And it wasn’t until his Mom sternly told him to say hello to his sister’s boyfriend, that the teen sighed and thrust his hand reluctantly out to shake his hand. “Harry…” he said moodily.

Lara had mentioned at one point that Harry was very protective of her, despite being five years younger. He’d been a big fan of Lara’s previous boyfriend, but having seen the torment his sister had gone through during the breakup, he now struggled to trust anyone his sister decided to date. The difference was Daniel wasn’t just someone Lara was dating. They were in a relationship together. And had been for two years.

As Daniel resumed his position at the table he felt nervous, his palms sweating as he took the plate that Chloe handed him. He swallowed loudly as he looked up and noticed the identical expressions on the mother and her son opposite him, looking at him suspiciously. Beca and Harry certainly had a way of making strangers feel unwelcome. Fortunately to his right he saw the bright smiles of Chloe, Adam, and Lara. The ratio of Mitchell’s liking him to not liking him was 3-2. The odds were in his favour.

He hoped to propose to Lara one day. But if her mother was the Beca Mitchell he’d read and heard all about, then he was going to be in for a very tough ride before he could even glimpse the slightest chance of asking her permission for Lara’s hand.


Keep sending those prompts!

deltryx  asked:

language day? 030 In Filipino, my language, 'petite-pumpkin' would most likely mean 'maliit na kalabasa'. That's literally it. I mean, I'm not too pro at my own mother tongue myself. And I'm not sure if there's a cuter translation for your name, so 'maliit na kalabasa' is a rough translation. Language talk aside, I LOVE your art~!

AAh, thank you! You are so sweet!
It’s ok if there is no diminutives for it, I’m just curious, that’s all!
I don’t know how filipino sounds, but I think it’s interesting that the way you write kalabasa looks similar to calabaza (spanish).

I think this is enough language stuff for a day, but thanks to everyone who sent messages. It was really fun and interesting!

anonymous asked:

OK IDK WHY BUT your art reminds me of studio ghibli films??? Idk why because the style itself isn't exactly similar BUT looking at your art makes me feel as if i'm watching one of their movies?? Just really happy and sweet but also mesmerized weirdly inspired?? and i can just FEEL the character's emotions through the way you portray them in their facial expressions and ekfzkfmsk idk man but I LOVE IT

HOLY HECK!!! that might be the biggest compliment i have ever gotten, if there is something i aspire to achieve, it is the way Studio Ghibli creates characters and makes them so real and relatable!

THANK YOU!! This means a lot to me, now i know i am on the right track! towards my goal!!! *0*)/ !!!!

missixo  asked:

I can't find it again, but one time you shared a piece of fanart of Kakashi's Inuzuka!mom, and she had short red hair, looked like she could wrestle Gai to the ground, and was probably on eye level with Sakumo. Anyway, it just occurred to me, with the headcanon personality you have for her, that'd kind of make her... REALLY like Kurama, with some choice physical reversals. Would Sakumo notice? Would he say anything if he did? Or would he think 'ok, this could work'?

I think you mean this one

And…honestly i hadn’t considered the Kurama similarities. UM?? Oops???

(Sakumo would totally notice, and absolutely say something, probably at the exact moment it would mortify Kakahsi the most, because he is a Dad™.)

Ok SO here are the final options i’ve come up with the for mothman keychains.

Just a note: I wanted to try to do a series of colorful cryptids, different from how they normally look, so I really like the bottom 2, but I want to see what you guys think!

which is your fave for a keychain? 

Cough Syrup (Miles Wood)

Prompt: Hi! Can you please write a Miles Wood Imagine of how y/n is ill and he takes care of her and he gets things for her all day and at the end of the day he’s so tired and y/n starts to feel a lot better and Miles ends up sick so then it’s y/n’s turn to take care of him. Can it be fluffy and cute please! Thank you!


Can you please write a Miles Wood imagine of how y/n is sick and he takes care of her and he’s super sweet and loving and y/n feeler better by the end of the week but then finds out that he got sick too lol can it be cute and fluffy! Thanks!

Miles Wood x Reader

Requested: yeah

Includes: sickness, fluff

Note: i got two similar requests so i just combined them!

Originally posted by faulker

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