this is what beauty looks like

i love looking at strangers because i really do believe there is something beautiful physically on everyone. every person has a striking feature and i fully believe that embracing the traits that make us unique only makes a person more appealing. i love strong noses, wrinkles, crooked smiles, birth marks, moles, scars, dark brows and everything that makes a person who they are. beauty is so diverse and subjective and thats what i love about it.

out of all the live action disney remakes, the lion king is the one that’s pissing me off the most. i mean. this is a movie that’s entirely about talking animals. which means that there’s not fucking way this is going to be a ‘live-action’ film. it’s not a cinderella, a beauty and the beast, a mulan, or even a jungle book. they all had fantastical elements that had to be animated, but they still starred real-life actors in real sets that could actually do a live-action performance. lion king, on the other hand, will have to be entirely animated. so it will just be the exact same fucking animated movie except the animation will make the lions and hyenas look hyper-realistic, i guess. how very necessary. hooray.

okay but i was just thinking

imagine being one of the older people who were around to witness the heyday of the Former Extra Duo™ aka victor nikiforov and christophe giacometti. you probably still have a clear imprint of you palm on the side of your face from facepalming so much. imagine that beautiful feeling of relief because okay, while vitya will never stop being Extra™, he’s obviously settling down with the love of his life (who seems like a pretty calm person thank god) and chris… well, he’s still doing his mature eros butt thing but let’s be real you’re pretty much used to it by now and he’ll most likely retire in a few years.

so things are looking pretty nice and peaceful compared to what they were some years back! right?

now imagine hearing the first notes of welcome to the madness and feeling that familiar dread creeping back in. oh dear god no. not again. there’s heavy metal! sunglasses flying into the audience! is that the 15yo gold medalist stripping on the ice?! gloves are being ripped of! with teeth! and what’s up with the finger guns??

you fit your palm into it’s familiar position on you face and sigh.

looks like there’s a New Extra Duo™ in town.

anonymous asked:

How do you draw such beautiful Hanzo tiddies??? What is your secret cause Hanzo is looking like a shnack 👌🏼😫 👅💦!

/hardcore preening/ thank you anon :^)  I have studied many a tit and it helps to ref musculature, especially how the pec connects to the upper arm!  My other best piece of advice are the little horizontal stretch lines and folds where the skin pulls tight over or around the muscle:

I hope this was informative and that u have a lovely day

To Become A Hunter [4]

*The Final Chapter*

Previous parts

Characters: Dean Winchester, Winchester sister!reader, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jess Moore [mentioned briefly]

Words: 2900+

Warnings: Violence, a bit of a language, John’s A+ parenting, implied verbal/physical abuse, sort of bad mental health (I don’t really know how to describe it)

A/N: We made it to the last part! Thank you all so much for reading this & all the nice comments <3 So, it might seem odd to post two parts within two days, but it’s just because I promised you last week to post the finale early this week. And then it turned out to be so long that I had to split it into to two, and I didn’t want you to feel played, so I decided to do it like this, to sorta keep the promise :)

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

(I’m out of John fitting GIFs)

Not my GIF


Your name: submit What is this?

”YOU!” Dean screams, his finger threateningly pointing at John, who scrambles to his feet from where he’s sitting, backing away, hands in the air.

You come to a stop, staring at the situation forming in front of you not knowing what to do. On one side is Dean; the older brother who always has looked out for you, and you can tell he’s doing this for your sake. On the other is John; your leader and biological father who you should trust and listen to. Shouldn’t you?

You are frozen. Paralyzed. Your eyes travel to Dean, who’s angrier than you think you’ve ever seen him. His usual bright, gentle eyes glimmer dangerously, and his freckled face is twisted into pure rage.

”What did you do to her!” Dean roars inching closer to John, who continues backing away.

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❝ I know, but I am your idiot ❞

Plot: Jungkook jokingly makes fun of you and hurts your feels but makes it up to you 

Pairing: Jungkook xReader

Words Count: 2,1k+

Genre: Slightly angst/ Fluff

For Anon, I hope you like it cutie!

 - kyu.

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner!

Originally posted by jengkook

‘Jagiya!!!’ A voice called through your apartment.

‘In here!’ You called from the lounge.

Your handsome boyfriend came walking in with a smile on his face, ‘And just where I left you.’

‘Ha-ha-ha, very funny.’ You mock, jumping up from the couch and into his arms.

He happily received you into his warm embrace as he wrapped his strong arms around your built and lifted you into the air. With one fluid movement, he spun the both of you as your legs wrapped around his waist. Coming to a stand still, you both looked into each others eyes before he closed the gap between the both of you. You accepted his soft touch, as your lips moulded together and he inserted his tongue when your lips parted for him. He tasted every inch as if it was his first time.

Air being needed, you pulled away and pecked his nose, ‘How was America?’

‘Oh sweetheart,’ He carried the both of you to the couch and sat down, ‘It was amazing. Like the language was slightly hard but Joon hyung helped us every step of the way. I wish you were with me!’

‘You know I would have come if I could.’ You stroked his face, ‘I missed you a lot.’

‘I miss you too.’ He replied, brushing your short hair out of your eyes before a teasing smile spread on his face, ‘Yah! Why can’t you have long hair like normal girls?!’

‘You know that I don’t like long hair.’ You rolled you eyes.

This hadn’t been the first time Jungkook teased you about your choice in having short hair. You liked the way it looked on you and to be honest, it was less admin compared to long hair. It wasn’t as if your hair was cut in a boy hairstyle, but being Jungkook, he didn’t ever take that into consideration. You loved him very much, but his childish qualities made you want to run into the wall sometimes.

‘And why can’t you wear skirts and dresses like other girls?’ He joked around once again.

‘Because shorts and jeans are more comfortable.’ You rolled your eyes.

He placed a hand on your leg and tugged at the material slightly, ‘More like sweatpants and pyjamas.’

‘Only when I am home!’ You retaliated, anger running high and feeling hurt, ‘Did you comeback from America just to point out what it wrong with me?’

’Well n-no Y/N -’

‘If you hate the idea of how I dress and look, then why are you with me?’ You pushed him away, tears brimming your eyes, ‘I am sorry that my comfort and choice of clothing does not suit your ideal type, Jungkook.’

‘Jagiya, I-’

‘I’m sorry that I am not like those female idols and models. I AM SORRY THAT I AM NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!’

With that, you ran towards your bedroom and slammed the door with a swift lock, ‘I was just joking….’

Throwing yourself on the bed, you sobbed into the pillow that still lingered with his scent. Angry and pissed, you threw it towards the chest of drawer located close to the door. The object hit a picture frame that came crashing to the ground, shards of glass decorating around the wooden frame. Clutching your legs to your chest, you cradled yourself as the tears flowed from your eyes. Crying, a knock came from the other side of the door.

‘Go away!’ You shouted, ‘Get out of my apartment right now!’

‘Jagiya, I am sorry.’ He apologised, resting his forehead on the door while his fist still stayed attached to the wood ‘I didn’t mean to upset you. I was just joking.’

‘Well you have a pretty cynical way of joking.’ You sniffed.

‘You are just so cute when you get all upset.’ He tried to lighten the mood.

‘Then I must be fucking adorable right now!’ You seethed, ‘Just get out!’

‘But you tease the ones you love!’ He tried to reason.

‘LEAVE!’

Sighing, he walked away from the door. Message after message, he flooded your phone.

I am sorry baby!

Please let me in? I never meant to hurt you, I would never do that on purpose!

BABY PLWEAAASSEEE! You know I will beg until you let me. You are my one and only, I tease you because I love you. Baby please….

Eventually the messages stopped going through and he figured that you switched your phone off. Every now and then, he would knock on your door and you would scream and shout at him all over again. Jungkook teased you a lot, and you were okay with it. This time just made you feel lower of the low. He had just visited a different country with thousands of beautiful woman and was surrounded by dozens on a daily basis. It felt as if he was comparing you to something you knew you could never become. You were a simple girl studying animation, nothing more and nothing less. Just mundane.

‘Baby?’ He knocked for the fiftieth time as two hours passed before an idea kicked in, ‘The spare key!’ Running to the counter, he opened it up and found the treasure, ‘Bingo!’ Back before your door, he unlocked it with a victory ‘Jagiy….’ He faded out at the sight of you passed out on the bed, ‘Aish, why did you cry yourself to sleep?’

Stroking the side of your face with his index finger, he pulled the sheets back and tucked you in. You snuggled into the sheets and all but smiled when you felt a pillow in your arms. It was the one you threw away. Jungkook pecked your forehead and walked to the shattered frame on the floor. Clicking his fingers, he ran a few errands before coming back to your place an hour later. Slowly you shifted and sat up, rubbing your eyes. Blinking, you noticed a bunch of roses on your chest of draws alongside the picture. But it was in a different frame. Slowly the door opened and Jungkook peeked in.

‘You awake.’ He beamed, pushing the door more and entering with a tray,

‘Did I not ask you to leave?’ You crossed your arms, glaring at him.

‘You did,’ He agreed, placing the tray down, ‘But you know I don’t listen, I am the maknae at the of day.’

‘I don’t want to repeat myself, Jungkook.’ Your voice cold.

‘And neither do I. I made your favourite by the way, but it’s hot so be carful.’ He motioned to the cup of steaming hot chocolate on the bedside table.

‘Jungkook…’ You were about to complain before he placed a finger on your lips and silence you.

‘Enough with the threats, okay?’ He stated, ‘Listen I am sorry for what I said. Sometimes I speak and think you will understand what I mean, but this time I was wrong. So wrong that it caused you pain, and to be honest baby, I hate myself more then anything. The fact that I made you cry made me want to run into moving traffic.’ He held your cheek, brushing your hands over the tear stains, ‘Those tears should never be anything but good happy ones.’

‘But-’

‘Let me finish. Yes you aren’t an idol or model, but I do not care! If I wanted those types, I would be dating them. Y/N, we have known each other since junior high and I have never been the happiest when you agreed to be mine.’

‘I’m so plain and boring.’ You sighed, pulling away from his touch.

‘You say that, but I see a girl who is interesting and different.’ He encouraged, ‘A girl that doesn’t care what anything thinks,’ He leaned in and brushed his lips against your, ‘A girl who makes me proud and happy that she is mine…and only mine.’

You leaned in thinking he was going to kiss you but he quickly scooped you in his arms, flinging you over his shoulder ‘Yah!! Kookie, put me down!’

‘No,’ He looked behind him with a warm smile, ‘I am still apologising.’

‘Still?’ You asked him with a raised brow.

‘So first, we are adorned with a bouquet of beautiful roses,’ He walked by the drawers, ‘The scent that lingers on you everyday and makes me feel like I am floating. Second we are confronted with a picture of you and I. The picture taken on your senior dance and one of my favourite moments I have shared with you so far, and with many more to come. The frame is a sleek black one because of the dress you wore.’

‘You are so cheesy.’ You huffed.

‘Oh baby, you don’t even know the half it.’ He walked out the door.

Your nostrils were ambushed by the scent of sweet smelling fumes and was lightly light with fairy lights. The furniture was rearranged and pillows scattered on the ground. In the middle lay a tray of all your favourite foods and drinks. The TV was on and before it laid a bunch of DVD’s which were all animation. Walking in, you still hung on his shoulder before he got into the centre of the room. Placing you down, he circled his arms around your waist and kissed your neck as he stood behind your body.

‘Before us we see the setting of our first day,’ He reminded, ‘The night we made a blanket fort and watched movies all night with laughs and amazing food.’

‘Kookie…’ You whispered, all anger seeping out.

‘The movies on the floor represent you and I.’ He pointed at them as you removed yourself from his hold and picked up the films, ‘And since you learning to be an animator as well.’

‘Lady and the Tramp?’ You asked with a raised brow.

‘You are my lady, elegant and beautiful while I am the run of the mill tramp.’ He pointed out.

‘You aren’t a tramp.’ You chuckled before picking another, ‘Tangled?’

‘What more then an artistic girl and a goofy man who fall in love through adventure. I want to have many with you Jagiya.’

‘Beauty and the Beast?’

‘A little rough around the edges but I have found my beauty who will turn me into the prince.’

Tears slowly began to well in your eyes as you looked at movie after movie, finally looking at one with a cocked head, ‘Big Hero 6?’

‘You will always be my Baymax, to hold and comfort me through the hard and rough,’ He knelt before you and kissed your forehead, ‘Someone who will never give up on me and always make me feel better.’

‘Jungkook….’ You sniffed.

‘No more tears…please.’ He pressed his forehead against yours, ‘I have caused enough pain for one day.’

‘But this isn’t pain,’ You looked at him, ‘This is tears of happiness, the only tears I am allowed to shed remember?’ He nodded in agreement, ‘But why are you doing this?’

‘What?’

‘Showing me all this love after I wanted you out?’

He chuckled with a hearty laugh, ‘Because you are my Princess and I am nothing but the little frog that will make you happy even if you don’t see it quite yet.’

‘Princess and the Frog reference?’ You asked with a raised brow.

‘I would say its my life motto, but sure, movie reference it is.’ He kissed your nose.

‘Neither,’ You said softly, ‘You aren’t a frog. You are the handsome Jungkook whom is my prince and man I love with every ounce of my heart.’ You admitted, ‘I am sorry for snapping at you…’

‘No I deserved it. I shouldn’t have said what I said, it was wrong of me and I am the one sorry for teasing you.’

‘Well you know what they say, you tease the ones you love.’ You smirked

‘Yah! That isn’t fair, I said that and you wanted to throw me out your house!’

‘That shows how much I love you.’ You smiled, brushing your lips against his and closing the deal with a sweet simple kiss.

It was nothing but a pressing of your lips in his. There was no movement at all, just the two of you frozen and soaking up each others presences and warmth . He had done a lot to make it up to you and proved that he was dearly sorry and loved you will every ounce of his heart. You felt his thumb stroking your cheek as you pulled apart and looked into his eyes deeply.

‘You are such a tease.’ He said softly.

‘Says the pot to the kettle.’ You shrugged your shoulders, standing up with him in tow. He laughed as he shook his head and lifted you in a tight hug, ‘You are such an idiot sometimes.’

‘I know, but I am your idiot Y/N. I love you….’

Complicated Hearts.

Request from @bucky-hackneyed:Can you do a Bucky x reader where Bucky is kind of an asshole to reader when she tries to flirt with him and then he tells her he doesn’t like her and she’s all heart broken?? But then Bucky catches feeling and then it fluffy stuff?

Bucky x Reader

Words: 2,563

Warnings: Hurtful remarks, mild language, angst, heartbreak and fluff.

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

“Earth to [y/n]!”

You were supposed to be training with Natasha in the gym of Stark Tower but you found yourself unable to tear your eyes away from the hot mess that was currently at the weights station. The redhead waved her hand in front of your face to try and snap you back to reality and after a few moments of doing so she succeeded as you shook our head and turned your gaze back to your friend.

“Gees, you’ve got it bad!”

“What?” You furrowed your brows in confusion having not even realised what it was you had been doing. “I have no idea what you are talking about Nat.”

“Yeah that’s right, feign innocence, but considering I have just been stood here for the past few minutes watching you I know exactly what, or rather who, you were looking at. You are like it every time he is in the gym.”

Could she really blame you though? Bucky Barnes had the stature of a Greek God and that jawline of his….damn it was sharp enough to cut something……

“[y/n] you’re doing it again.”

Now you really couldn’t deny it because you were perfectly aware that both your eyes and your thoughts had once again drifted over to the newest member of the team. How on earth were you supposed to concentrate on your training session with Natasha when such a beautiful sight was proving to be far too much of a distraction?

“I’m sorry but come on! The guy is ridiculously hot…that amount of hotness should be illegal.”

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anonymous asked:

What if noora didnt really leave the bus cause like you said she still acts as if she was in the buss still. And i was thinking, when in bus meeting at sanas, noora was sitting on the left of sana and looked so much like the other pepsimax girls, blonde and wearing white, while the rest of the girl squad sat on the right and were wearing colors. And at syng the pm girls said they liked noora and how shes so beautiful and all. So what if noora becomes a pm girl or something🤔

hmm…. about the bus meeting thats interesting,,,,but maybe the whole “noora is so beautiful” was to make sana feel more like she’s …not noora, bc of yousef ?

anonymous asked:

How would the boys react to Candy in her prom dress? (Being that they finally can date out in the open, amber isn't mean as much etc. All the drama is over)

Mmmm one thing i love about prom is how lit everyone looks just woW. Prom headcanons are too short so i’ll add some things they would do at prom. i wanna also add some songs that the boys and Candy would dance to bc i’m extra like that. I also added some dresses bc, again, i’m extra like that and so y’all don’t ask

Enjoy!

Nathaniel

Reaction to her dress: Honestly, Nathaniel would be in awe. He would probably stop in his tracks, for a moment, then smile. Thinking as if Candy just can’t stop being beautiful, she always is. Tad cliche, but those are his thoughts. Being the prince charming we all know he is, he’d give Candy a complement; “It’s as if I can’t believe how beautiful you can be,” Nath would kiss her, before he takes her by her hand and leads her to prom.

Song: Janet Jackson - Doesn’t Really Matter.

  • Honestly, has one of the best suits in prom.
  • Back of his mind he’s sweating bullets he doesn’t wanna touch the dance floor
  • On the look out for the other guys, he honestly should just chill for a second.
  • Lets Candy have her space if she wants, but is usually behind her
  • Drinks some punch,, about one or two drinks
  • If Candy’s off with her friends, Nath would chill around his own - preferably Armin or Kentin.
  • Melody tries to make a move on him but he’s just “Melody…Could you please just not?
  • Though he’s not annoyed, he looks annoyed - with his infamous “natural look of displeasure”.
  • That one guy that will go to a party and want to leave an hour later.
  • Won’t dance - he might if Candy wants to, though.
  • A slow dancer, definitely - he’s not some boogie kind of guy.
  • Avoids the buffet and every single sweet on the table, doesn’t know who or who didn’t touch all over it.
  • Raised his own money to buy his suit and tie.
  • The closest thing he’s went to eating something sweet, was a dark chocolate covered strawberry.
  • Such a romantic on the dance floor, he’s the; charming dancer.
  • Gets very tired, he’s not a party kind of guy.
  • Thought the prom would be more formal.
  • Complements the other students outfits, likes seeing different styles.
  • Dances with everyone - he’s not getting on the dance floor alone.
  • Seriously, this song has no rhythm - how do they expect everyone to dance to it?
  • Obviously, the two end up being the prom king and queen.

Castiel

Reaction to her dress: Oh yes Castiel would be looking up down and all around. Maybe not all around - but you get my drift. He’d put his hand on his hip and give Candy such a big smirk “And I thought I looked good tonight.” he’s only half-joking.

He knows he looks good too - just not as good as Candy. Wraps his arms around her waist and gives her a very deep kiss, before opening the door for her to prom.

Song: Bruno Mars - That’s What I Like.

  • Came for Candy, there’s no way he came by himself.
  • Has his ponytail up, it’s a rare sight to see with other students - except Lysander, that’s normal.
  • Would have his arm around Candy the whole time.
  • Candy’s gonna have to lead bc inside, he’s lost on what to do here.
  • Would show off Candy if she’d let him.
  • Kinda eats from the buffet but doesn’t really care for it.
  • Obviously if Candy to talk with her friends, there’s no doubt he’s talking to Lysander.
  • Drops a complement or two to his friends about their outfits, thinks they’re cool.
  • No one can tell him he can’t have punch, cause he’s having enough to be satisfied and enough not to get drunk.
  • Doesn’t know how to dance ?? Like what is dancing anyway-
  • Isn’t dancing Candy might have to drag him.
  • Proud of his choice with his suit, might wear it to special occasions more than this one.
  • Always has that red drinking cup in his hand.
  • Amber could try to flaunt her outfit around he and Candy, but he’d honestly ignore her.
  • Doesn’t waste his breath on anyone he doesn’t like, it’s supposed to be a good night.
  • Sits down when it’s time to dance like - he’s not gonna move, he’ll drink and watch.
  • If Candy somehow managed to get him on the floor ??
  • Honestly, if you didn’t come here, then I wouldn’t be here.
  • Likes the DJ’s music, probably recognizes some of the songs.
  • This boy can tango, his mom probably danced that way and he caught onto it.
  • Acts a tad kinky when they dance together just to get a reaction.

Lysander

Reaction to her dress: Lysander be in awe for a few seconds, but give the most prettiest smile to her. Such a pure warm smile, it needs to be put into a frame. Lys would kiss her before saying anything about her dress.

You’re just getting more and more beautiful everyday, Candy.” probably kisses her another time, but a little more gentle. Obviously, he’d open the door for her and lead her in.

Song: Kucka - Honey (Medasin Remix).

  • Nathaniel can wear all of the suits he wants, but Lysander is always gonna be the best dressed.
  • Looks like his hair is a bit more fluffy and curlier tonight.
  • Had to fight the urge not to wear a top hat that night, thinks he would look out of place if he did.
  • The best dressed out of everyone, he slays everyone in the room.
  • Looks very content about everything, doesn’t seem uneasy around all the people.
  • Doesn’t like the flashy lights, probably rolled his eyes because of the “extra-ness”.
  • Hangs around Candy, she’d be in charge - he’d want for her to be happy first.
  • Misses cuddles,,
  • Glances at Candy every now and then, was teased by Rosalya.
  • Wouldn’t mind dancing, but would prefer to do it when everyone else was on the floor.
  • Is actually SHY to complement her as he usually does. Gdi Candy Lysbaby can’t with this,,
  • Engages in conversations with other students, takes it as a “joyous occasion to talk to peers”.
  • Formal and kind to most of the students, probably serves some students their punch.
  • Honestly has been teased by Castiel as well for blushing around Candy lmao
  • Would ask Candy if she’d like to dance, she wouldn’t need to drag him making her job easiER
  • Loves seeing different styles on the students, thinks it’s interesting to see what they can come up with.
  • A lot more observant of the prom room rather than he is verbal with anyone else tbh.
  • Tried some pastry tarts from the buffet ?? And he fell in love with them.
  • Is the; charming dancer, we all saw this coming.

Armin

Reaction to her dress: Let’s be real, Armin would be very forward about Candy’s looks. Had a surprised expression on his face, that turns into that sexy smile of his.

Wow…! You’re looking super hot tonight,” adding onto his sentence, “Not like you aren’t everyday, anyway.” He’d give her a deep kiss, that lasts a bit longer than usual. He’d open the door and let her in and let the party begin!

Song: Daft Punk - One More Time.

  • Considers the prom more as a “party” than it is a “prom”.
  • Candy would have to explain the slight difference in it, bc he’ll ask about it.
  • …Basically the boring version of a party and everyone dances?
  • Alexy had to pick out his outfit, there’s no way that Armin was gonna pick out a suit on his own.
  • Doesn’t drink, he doesn’t like how people get drunk or have hangovers - sounds like it sucks. Nor does he want one tbh
  • That one guy that starts a dance fight just for shits and giggles.
  • Dances like a dork just to embarrass Candy, but he can boogie
  • So, Sweetness, what did you think of my cool moves back there?” knows he was dancing like an idiot.
  • Doesn’t really look at the other students outfits, they’re just outfits.
  • Pretty impressed with the decor of the area, glances here and there - thinks it’s pretty fancy for some highschoolers.
  • Such a picky eater when it comes to the buffet - takes years to make a decision on what he wants.
  • Actually likes his outfit, thinks he looks good - looked at himself once or twice in a mirror.
  • Didn’t leave his PSP behind, he played with it in the car - it’s resting in his tux pocket.
  • Still wearing his beanie some suit that Alexy picked out won’t stop him.
  • Won’t hesitate to give her a quick kiss on the cheek if she’s leaving or if he’s leaving.
  • Is the “boogie down” dancer, likes spinning Candy around when they dance.
  • Always ends the dance, spinning Candy around, and catching her from behind with a smile. He loves that move and he loves doing it.

Kentin

Reaction to her dress: Pfft - Kentin is easily flustered, that’s for sure. Would almost tumble, but maintain himself. He’d try not to be super awkward checking Candy out, managing to say “You….You look absolutely stunning,” gives her a sweet kiss. He’d hold her hand, entering prom the same time she does.

Song: The Isley Brothers - For The Love Of You.

  • Wasn’t ready for so many people to be in the same room, he’s not very extroverted.
  • Follows Candy around, not very sure what to do.
  • Ok but he’s glanced at Candy LOADS of times and still isn’t over her beauty tbh.
  • Got teased by Alexy and then double teased with Armin, tag team teasers.
  • Drinks the punch somewhat, two or three cups of it, he just likes the fruit.
  • Lives at the buffet, helps around and takes some pastries - gives some to Candy.
  • Tried to give Candy a piece of his cake and got it on her face,, he felt bad but - Candy ate it anyways.
  • Surprisingly, the best dancer on the floor…only if he wasn’t so awkward to the idea of being in front of everyone else,,
  • Feels like he looks good tonight, glad he does too.
  • Super blushy when he dances with Candy like now he has a closeup ?? Candy would have to tell him it’s “alright” and it’s “okay”, he knows it is but - he’s just timid about it all.
  • Likes spinning Candy around and catching her, probably kissed her.
  • The type of dance he’d do is “swing” basically the retro version of the waltz, with spinning.
  • Thinks his suit is basic but figures it’d be classy to wear.
  • Always straightens out his tux, he doesn’t want it to be wrinkly
  • I remember when we had a prom in middle school, it was nothing like this.”
  • Likes slow dancing, has his head resting in Candy’s neck and holds her close by her waist.
  • If Candy was his dance at their middle school prom, he’d bring it up like “It’s funny how we grew up, doing this again”.
  • If not, then he’s timid to it but alright - now that they’re together.
Kit sighed and let his head fall back with a thump. “Why do you care what I do?”
“I’m a Shadowhunter. We help people.”
“Now you’re lying,” said Kit, with conviction.                                           Ty smiled. It was a genuine, light-up-your-face-type smile, and it made Kit remember the first time he’d met Ty. Ty hadn’t been sitting on him then, but he had been holding a dagger to Kit’s throat. Kit had looked at him and forgotten the knife and thought, Beautiful. Beautiful like all the Shadowhunters were beautiful, like moonlight shearing off the edges of broken glass: lovely and deadly.
—  Lord of Shadows, Cassandra Clare
As far back as you can remember, you could do anything. It took a long time before you realized you couldn’t. Of all the things you couldn’t do, music hurt the most. You got a shitty black strat when you were fifteen and you have never known anything more beautiful. On the good days, you couldn’t remember yourself when you played. On the good days, people said you sang with your hands. Whenever you looked at her, you knew why you were here. You were lazy, though. You always have been. Practice was boring, and your fingers never listened. So you played what you played and never learned anything new. Your guitar gets stolen one day and a little piece of your heart goes with it. You get a new one that looks just like her, but she doesn’t have your fingerprints and she’s missing a little bit of your soul. Twenty years go by and you still sound like you’re fifteen. You still sing, but there’s a sour taste on your tongue and your fingers shake a little. You find other artistic outlets so you don’t go mad. You take pictures of things and you write some words just so you can sing a little. People like them. You wonder if they know you’re a fraud. There’s a voice in your head every day that tells you time is running out and your friends look at your face and ask you why you look so damn sad all the time and you choke out a bitter smile and tell them you’ve got a lot on your mind. And every day you come home and look at an aging cliche in the mirror, run your aching hands gently over your guitar and tell her tomorrow. She looks at you, but she doesn’t say anything anymore. Some days your fingers shake, some days they lock. They always hurt. You don’t go to the doctor because you know what they’ll say. You still play sometimes and the thirst is still strong, but every day you die a little more. A girl you see sometimes casually mentions she’s never seen you smile. You grin at her and she smiles back hard like she doesn’t even know you’re a fake. You sit in the back of smoky bars sometimes and watch the music makers sing with their hands and you wonder if they can see your tears in the dark. Years go by. Your hands hurt bad now. They say you have a thing with too many syllables to pronounce. They say you can’t sing anymore. You smile like a man who just lost everything. You stumble home and stare at your middle aged face and you’re not quite sure how you spent fifty two years not doing the only thing you were made for, and that’s the only thing that hurts more than your hands. You pick her up, blow off a river of dust and play a little. It still feels like you’re singing. You put her down. “Tomorrow, we’ll play, ” you say quietly. “Tomorrow. ” Tomorrow, they bury you together. Your tombstone says, “Here lies a man who could. ”
Kingdom Come Pt. 2 [Damian Wayne x Reader] AU

Tags: @batboysimagine @batfamily-imagines @tim-help @memento-scribet @saramdeuli @solis200213 @cait-writes-stuff @aworldwideapart

Pairing: Damian Wayne x Princess!Reader

Warnings: It’s coming….

Word Count: 902

MASTERLIST


A giggle escaped [F/N]’s lips as she ran through the grove. Her hands held her dress up so she could run, but she wasn’t fit and grew tired quickly. Behind her, she could hear rapid footsteps following her.

“Princess!” she heard Damian’s voice echo through the rows of trees and she quickly hid behind one, hoping that she wouldn’t be seen. Soon, it grew quiet and [F/N] wondered if she had finally outsmarted Damian. She took a peek from behind the tree and saw absolutely no one, but when she turned back, she almost screamed when she saw Damian standing in front of her, a smug smirk stuck to his face.

“You’ve lost again, Princess.” he stated, pulling a very unladylike  whine out of [F/N]’s mouth.

“How unfair! You’re a trained knight,” she exclaimed, feigning hurt, “you should allow a lady such as I to win at least a few times.”

“If that was true, why would you insist on me not holding back?” Damian inquired, recognizing the playful glint in her eyes.

[F/N] pouted and walked past him, crossing her arms. “Do you really believe I was serious? You have no experience with women then.” She then giggled at Damian’s baffled face for he really didn’t expect her to say such words.

It was always like this for her, when she could escape her royal duties of course. Ever since Damian had become her personal guard, her life grew brighter. At first, the knight only performed his duties and nothing else, but after many (one-sided) conversations with him, [F/N] finally broke his tough shell. That was six years ago, and how time flies when she was with him.

He was her first friend, perhaps her only true friend. He knew her better than she knew herself, and when she needed saving from royal affairs he would do his best to save her.

Glancing up at the sky, a frown appeared on Damian’s face. “It is going to rain, we should go Princess–”

“I told you, Sir Damian, call me [F/N].” she huffed, but followed her friend back to where he left their stallion.

“I will call you by your name when you call me by my own.” Damian stated, helping her up onto the horse before mounting himself, sitting behind her.

[F/N] tried not to feel too bothered by having his arms around her as he took hold of the rein. She often felt flustered riding with him. When out of the castle alone with him, he never allowed her to ride her own horse, but having him so close to her–his arms beside her and her back pressed against his chest–it felt quite intimate.

“W-Well,” she began, ignoring the redness on her cheeks, “as your princess, I order you to use my name. Do not call me Princess, you know it bothers me…” she cleared her throat, “Damian.”

“See?” Damian smiled, “that wasn’t so hard, now was it… [F/N]?” The princess returned his smile and leaned back against his chest. Although it was faint, she could swear that his heart was beating incredibly fast, though it must be her imagination.

Little did she know, the young knight’s heart was beating rapidly, just like every other time he was so close with the princess.

Damian was a very skilled warrior. He could take down entire armies, maybe even cripple empires, but when it came to romance? He knew little to nothing. He had spent his entire life devoted to his training, to his duties and kingdom. He had no time for friends. Yet when it came time for him to do his duty, he fell hard for the princess the very first time he saw that breathtaking smile of hers.

He tried to keep it professional and just do his duty. He tried not to get attached, but [F/N] was persistent. Eventually, he had to give in. She claimed she had broken his walls then, but the truth was she tore them down the very first time they met.

Never before had he seen someone so caring, so gentle and compassionate. Whenever she went to the town, she always greeted everyone with kindness and gave food to the poor. She wouldn’t harm a fly, and while that may be seen as weak, to Damian, it was amazing. It was rare to find someone who saw the beauty in everything. She may be naive at times, and she had a lot to learn, but she had determination and strength.

“D-Damian…” [F/N]’s voice brought him back into the world. The young knight scolded himself for getting distracted–he wasn’t on high alert, like he should be. A group of bandits or assassins could’ve made their move and he wouldn’t be able to protect the princess.

“What is it?” Damian inquired, growing worried when he saw the fearful look in her eyes.

[F/N]’s eyes were trained on something in the distance. She raised her hand shakily and pointed into the distance. “Why is there smoke?”

Damian’s head snapped towards the direction she was pointing in and there was indeed thick, black smoke in the sky, blending in with the darkening sky. At first he was shocked and perplexed by where such amounts of smoke could have originated from, but it didn’t take him long to realize the answer.

“The castle…”

anonymous asked:

Lol i just saw a few people try to basically explain away Dean's reaction as "ugh the destihellers are insane, Dean was upset about Mary and his FRIEND." And i'm like. Why ya'll gotta keep doing poor Sam like that?XD Why does every explanation ya'll give for Dean being upset make Sam look like a sociopath?-_- Like what, Sam wasn't upset over his mom and friend either?? Wtf? Their logic is confusing and diminishing to Sam if you don't accept that Dean is upset in a very *different* way.

Yes omg!

That’s sorta the beauty in having the TWO of them, because how Dean relates and reacts to Cas is SO DIFFERENT and that’s super important…

anonymous asked:

I adore your mafiaAU! It is visually beautiful and an absolutely amazing story!!! I was wondering what would Viktor do if he found Yuuri sill conscious but tied up and being beaten by JJ's gang? Would Viktor go mafia boss and reveal himself or would he go get help to try and conceal his cover? How would Yuuri react to Viktor possibly killing JJ's gang in front of him? I love your AU!!! I look forward to the next update! If I had the money to support I would in a heartbeat ❤️❤️❤️

THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!
I’m so happy that you like it and even find it beautiful ;A;
And, I think in that situation Victor would reveal himself :D
Since, even though he knows it’s in his best interest to stay hidden, it would be too hard to watch Yuri suffer and do nothing DX
And how Yuri would react…he’d probably be shocked and betrayed, and incredibly hurt ;;;
PORR BABY
And do not worry ^w^
JUST HAPPY THAT YOU ARE ENJOYING THE AU SO MUCH X3

Planet Astrantia

© Sharon Boswall

The beautiful weirdo in my garden… sure looks pretty… smell pretty you ask?  Not so much!!  Astrantia is also known as Masterwort – yeah, sounds like something straight out of Harry Potter doesn’t it?  Well, according to Wikipedia / Astrantia, the stems, rhizomes and dried leaves CAN be used for medicinal purposes but, if it tastes anything like it smells, I will pass thank you!

anonymous asked:

I love your imagines! This might be silly but how'd you think The boys would react to finding out the reader has tattoos? Like on her legs or back or where ever(:

TEAMIPLIER TATTOO HEADCANONS

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HOW THEY REACT

  • tbh ethan thinks it’s cool af
  • lowkey intimidated
  • he’s such a smol human
  • and now sees you as someone really badass
  • “Dude, they could actually rip your dick clean off”
  • at the same time doesn’t want to stereotype you
  • still really loves you and thinks you are vv sweet
  • MARK WILL SPEND A GOod
  • H OU R
  • just looking at them
  • really is in love with your taste and favour
  • he thinks you suit them
  • and respects your decision of placement and to get them in the first place
  • all around respect omg
  • “They are so pretty what the fuck- you’re a genius”
  • 120% fanboy
  • lowkey finds it pretty hot actually
  • Tyler is fuckin’ shocked
  • like
  • he thinks you are so innocent
  • and smol
  • beauty
  • now he realizes you are an adult
  • lmao doesn’t fuckin accept it
  • might actually tease you about them
  • still treats you like a baby
  • all around love from everyone
  • because tattoos are fucking cool

(A/n): GET REKT TWO REQUESTS IN ONE DAY I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED

squishyyoongii  asked:

Hello love, sorry if i ever bother with anything but your kinda the only person i can talk to on here.. but anyways I've been feeling down lately and like sad because of my weight and how tall I am.. and just about myself in general, but do you have any yoongi gifs that might cheer me up? Maybe? And I wanna say I hope you have a nice day and hope you are happy♡♡

HEY LOVE

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND GORGEOUS IN YOUR OWN WAY! DON’T LET ANYONE MAKE YOU FEEL UGLY, BECAUSE YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE AND I LOVE YOU!

EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL IN THEIR OWN WAY!  Never think less of yourself and don’t ever wish to be or look like someone else. Stop comparing yourself to others.Stop worrying so much about what other people think.
We all have our strengths and weaknesses. One day you will realize how beautiful you are. Why not make that day today? It’s only when you accept yourself that you will truly be free!

OKAY I LOVE YOU AND I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY :)

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Doctor Who Official on Instagram: What was your favourite moment in Extremis? #DoctorWho #whovian #behindthescenes #PeterCapaldi

It probably has to be mainly the beautiful scenery, a funny line here and there, and perhaps that looking around in the library with something scary looming behind a corner or coming towards you. I like the element of suspense. There’s others, but those are what I can think of offhand. Oh, and this was still cute: