i was there around 7pm with a few friends for a birthday and he just walk passed me…i was like “OH MY FUCKING GOODNESS! IT’S LUHAN! HI LUHAN!!!”

he looked at me (slightly panicked admittedly) bowed and quickly hurried away…i swear to god, if it hadn’t been my friend’s birthday and if i hadn’t been holding the cake, i totally would have followed him and…and….thrown myself in front of his feet and told him i love him and that i still believe in hunhan and please comeback to exo i love you i need you sehun needs you ask for a picture…

i still cant believe it…he was just walking there all alone in the middle of garosugil without bodyguards or managers or anything…didn’t even wear a hat or mask…he was wearing a simple checkered shirt, had dark blond hair and looked really tired…i am still shaken


Proudest moment of my day:

I perfectly threw a hushpuppy across an 8 ft table into the mouth of my crush while the entire swim team watched and cheered

I was trying to pawn off this hushpuppy because I was full
And someone suggested I throw it to him and so he opened his mouth up
I am not good at throwing
I was expecting it to hit him in the forehead or something
I was gunna chicken out but then it was too late and everyone was anticipating it
It was a perfect throw/catch
These things only happen once every few years

X | AESTHETIC MEME.  List your muses aesthetic. Anyone can do this, list your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits & sceneries.

X | TAGGED BY: @timereaved

X | TAGGING: @midnightveiled, @shvdowdrake, @solemavium, @mienhxrel, @cremiisius, @forgeborn, @diimm and whoever else. :)

X | TASTES: Smooth wine, an old vintage with a classic touch. It is dry, no sugar but rich and strong. The flavors will linger on his tongue.

X | SMELLS: Of travels and toil. He carries with him the scent of leather from his armor, and it’s usually mixed with the pine from forests or the grass of the meadows. More times than he cares for, he will reek of death, decay hanging on him as it does necrophages.

X | SIGHTS: The shine that takes to coin under the right light. Wide, open plains, peaceful pockets amidst tumultuous lands. The warm glow of fire as it crackles in the dead of winter, warm when he freezes. Night skies robbed of darkness by stars.

X | SOUNDS: Silence, but not in the sense that there is no noise – just nothing reminiscent of death. Calm, undisturbed nature with the passing of the breeze or the rustling of the trees. He’s not opposed to the lapping of the ocean, either, or when the waves rock against the side of his boat. Though, as an important exception, the sound of silver meeting its mark satisfies him; it tells him that he’s winning.

X | BODY:  Cold. His hands are always calloused, worn by the pommel of his swords. His entire body is an ugly story of his toils, skin rough by his patchwork of scars. There is not much to admire beneath all that armor, and more than once has it disgusted more than awed.

X | MANNERISMS: Weighted grimaces and pointed frowns. His eyes are always watchful, and if you say the wrong thing, they can be unforgivably critical. He often shrugs the same way he’d shrug at challenges, treating them less like trouble and more like unavoidable responsibilities.  


A set of A3 prints for Smash2016! I haven’t drawn animals/monsters seriously in a long while so this was heaps of fun!!

I may remove the logos for the print versions but for now they look good on the web previews :-) Detail Close Ups Here

i did a tag yourself meme???

anyway, tag yourself

edit: yes i’m aware comfey is a lei but i literally did this in 5 minutes and barely even realized what i had done so


So this is love, so this is what makes life divine…

Original Character Survey 2016

Want to develop your character and help science at the same time? I’ve created a questionnaire that will ask you a ton of things about your OC. Once I get enough responses, I will use the data to find trends in how people create characters, and then make some cool graphs with it.

The survey has over 500 questions, almost all of which are optional if you don’t want to answer that many. It touches on everything, from your character’s appearance to their personality to their favorite color, and much more. All kinds of characters are welcome, whether they’re human or non-human, fantastical or realistic, anything goes. Characters from stories, roleplay characters, and characters without any story are all accounted for.

Content warning for references to violence, sexual assault, death, abuse, and every other nasty thing you can think of. All of it is in text form and there is no in-depth discussion of any of these topics, just questions about whether these things have happened to your character. Aside from some barbie-style nudity and cartoon people in swimsuits, all images are tame. There is a nsfw section for those who want to develop their character’s saucier side, but it is easy to skip over without having to see any of it.

Please reblog this to spread the word! The 2015 survey got over 5,000 responses. Let’s see if we can beat that this year.

Take the survey here!

the thing about being a young woman is that they will take everything from you. and i mean everything. and they will make it about them. your makeup, your clothes, how much you eat. your attitude, your hairstyle, your gym routine. they will take your driving and your train stations and your video games. your sexuality as sexy, your gender identity as a fetish, your cooking. your tv shows and your high heels and every harmless thing. 

if they cannot eat it, if it does not satisfy them, it will be an immediate shame. they cannot control how much you put food into your body, so it is seen as disgusting. your love of starbucks is your vapid need, your comfortable boots are symbols of your inherent stupidity. your fake nails, your body’s natural cycles, the hair on you. bath bombs, pink, the low singing of women talking about depression. your crazy, your hyper, your laughter, your loud, your excited, your passions. the things which are yours, that do not belong to them, that cannot be taken and devoured like flower petals, cannot be sucked dry until the wilt forms in you. 

do not satisfy them. let them starve. let them shy from the sin of you, the unfettered sinfulness of loving taking up space.


Every night is the last night. Every time is the last time. There’s nothing destined about this. If circumstances aren’t tearing them apart, then it’s they themselves, who are running or distracted and yet… life keeps throwing them back together. They’ve been taught to look down upon what each other are. They aren’t each other’s constants; they are each other’s exeptions. They never expected to have the place they do in each other’s lives. It’s a choice. 

September 18th 2008