tomorrows new happiness

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Unfinished painting of Minami……now time to go study ahhh

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get to know me ≡ [1/15] male characters: Ray Palmer.

I died once. At least the world thought I did. You know what happened? Nothing. All the money, all the buildings, all the inventions. The world didn’t care. My life ultimately didn’t matter. Rip Hunter is giving me the chance to help save the world. I have to take it.”

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January 2016 vs December 2016

this year:

  • I got to study abroad in Nagoya, Japan🇯🇵 (I’ll be here until May👌)
  • I beat out a bunch of people for a state department internship in Taipei, Taiwan 🇹🇼
  • I lost 35 pounds in a healthy way 💪🏻
  • I started growing my hair out to prep for graduating college 👩🏻‍🎓
  • I made a bunch of great friends both off and online all over the world 👯
  • I hit 11k+ followers on tumblr and almost 2k on twitter 😳
  • I grew as a person and an artist 🎨
  • I traveled to some amazing places: jiu fen, osaka, kyoto, and tokyo (aside from living in taipei and nagoya) 🗺
  • I consumed a lot of excellent media 🎬
  • I received so many kind and touching messages, tags, tweets, etc from my amazing followers even during my artistic dry spells. I cherish every single one of you ❤️
2017:

Be proud, be brave, be unapologetic, write a book, sing a song, draw a picture, hug somebody, kiss somebody, climb a mountain, ride a bike, go sky-diving, watch a sunset, watch a sunrise, hold a puppy, bake a cake, eat your favorite foods, live loud, love louder. Whatever this year stole from you, take it back. Fight. Be whatever you want to be, do whatever you want to do. Spit in the face of adversity. Be proud. Love to live and live to love. Be your own hero, be somebody else’s hero. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop. Be loud. Be deafening. Don’t stop living, don’t stop loving. Don’t apologize. Be brave.

Maybe I’m Too Busy Being Yours To Fall For Somebody New (skyeward college AU)

Skye meets Grant Ward during Freshman orientation and it’s Loathe At First Sight. He is easily the most irritating and infuriating person she has ever met. But fate (and their friends) seem determined to push the two of them together. Over the next four years their lives become inextricably intertwined, and they are forced to admit that they might actually be friends.

fic coming soon :)        READ ON AO3 now

They’re still not talking about it, not really. The locker room is neutral: don’t look. (Or rather, don’t get caught looking.)

Haus parties are not neutral. Not when Nursey wears a crop top and faded blue jeans with a thick leather belt. Not when Dex rolls the cuffs of his shirt up above his elbows. Not when they’ve started growing their playoff beards.

They dance together. It’s crowded and hot. The bass is low, bone-rattling. They think no one sees them in the crowd. Dex presses his fingers to Nursey’s hipbones and pulls him back against him. 

They’re of a height: Dex can hook his chin over Nursey’s shoulder as they grind.

“Upstairs?” he asks.

They’re pressed so close together Dex feels Nursey shiver. “Yeah.”

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