My brain: so, what if you expanded your pirate trilogy into a SERIES? What if you did that?
Me: how about we focus on finishing up book 3 revisions and line edits and all the moving pieces of what we’ve got before we think about that, ya dig?
My brain: …yeah okay, but WHAT IF you did like, an alternate history thing and expanded past 3 books? What if you did what Black Sails couldn’t by warrant of it being tied to Treasure Island and ACTUALLY HAVE a revolt spread across the colonial world with a spark set off by pirates and escaped slaves? What about that? What if you just THOUGHT about it?
“É super fácil. Primeiro você se concentra, coloca força nos pés, e…!”
━ Depois Jihu girou no chão como se fosse uma espécie de beyblade muito arrumadinha. Estava meio distante da pista de dança, porque precisava de muito espaço para poder girar - mas isso não o impediu de atrair vários olhares repletos de julgamento para si!
I will never, ever, ever get tired of ONE turning shonen expectations on their heads. I love the way the two panels on the left set everything up for a giant go-all-out battle of psychic powers between Shimazaki and Mob…
…and then the next few panels have Reigen just walking straight up to Shimazaki and punching him right in the fucking face.
And the only way he could do it, was because he doesn’t have any psychic powers at all.
Back to working loosely haha I enjoy it far too much 8]
He didn’t know when she started sitting there, every morning at eight, with a cup of coffee in her hands. He only knew when he started remembering her.
Sometimes she was with someone–a friend, he hoped–but most times, she was alone, sitting contentedly with her beverage, enjoying her own company.
He never could quite muster up the courage to go up to her–what was he going to say? “Hey, I’ve been watching you drink coffee every morning as I walk to work, how’s it going?” Yeah, that’s not a bit creepy.
So one day, when it was down-pouring, and he went his way to work, believing fully that perhaps today, he might not get to see her, he was surprised to find he was wrong. There she was, wearing a bright red raincoat–but no umbrella.
#i just love this moment right here #the pure happiness radiating from both of them #’do you want to get out of here’ and an emphatic ‘yes’ #alec’s slowly spreading grin #magnus’s smitten face and the embodiment of heart-eyes #the way they circle in each other’s gravity #it’s a fleeting moment but it feels like everything
When it’s heavily raining, some Ravenclaws are known to walk the grounds in the rain with no umbrellas or spells to protect them. They like how solitary it feels and how the sound of the rain drowns out any of the distracting noises of the school.