we were wonderers

anonymous asked:

So it's a longstanding tradition in my neighborhood for the batkids to walk their various pets through the area for exercise. So when we saw the new robin on the news we were all wondering what animal he would walk by... it's a COW. There he was walking very big cow like a puppy. #onlyingotham #howisbatmancoolwiththis #icanteven

papergirlie  asked:

Hi!!! (●♡∀♡))ヾ☆*。Soooooo my twin sister and I LOOOOOOVE your art and think you are very talented and just generally amazing, and we were wondering if it would be okay for us to cosplay 2 of your sailor scouts for an upcoming event that we're going to? My sister doesn't even like sailor moon but your badass drawing has converted her ( ๑॔˃̶◡ ˂̶๑॓) Also you like Kpop too why are you so awesome <333333

AWWWWW!! COME TO MY ARMS!

And I will be soooooo happy to see you and your sister do a cosplay of my SM drawings!! awww Im so excited! Of course you can do it!! and if you do, please send me pictures!! haha and yes I LOOOOOVE Kpop!!!!

Thank you so much for your lovely message!! Im so happy right now!

anonymous asked:

hey alice! me and my friend are in the process of creating a webcomic and we were wondering how big the sheet format is you use for heartstopper and/or how big it actually shows up on tapastic and tumblr

I draw on 2000x3000px pages, but I have to size them down to 800x1200px for Tapas!

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…I feel like there’s a story here.

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in which Veronica assumes Betty’s brother is as attractive as a Greek god

which means she thinks Betty is as attractive as a Greek goddess

Starting with how Bakugou has loved his quirk from the moment he got it cause it made him feel powerful and better, comparing it to how Kirishima started hating his own for a while cause the first thing he did with it was hurt himself. Going on with how Bakugou grew up being a bully and Kirishima fighting them - and how Bakugou was strong and feared while Kirishima was ignored and taken lightly because he was considered weak. How Bakugou’s whole understanding of the world/life was based on how he saw his place as above everyone else, how Kirishima always thought himself as lame and under all his peers. How Bakugou’s always had no problems yelling at the world his goal to become a hero and how he’s always had everyone’s support on it, how Kirishima’s always hidden it and how no one ever truly believed he could do it anyway

And more still, how Kirishima’s whole moral is based on Do Good and Be Fair while Bakugou’s just learning that caring is maybe something he should do now and again, how Kirishima wants to be a hero to save people and how Bakugou wants to be a hero to fight people, how Bakugou’s rarely seen without a scowl and how Kirishima’s default expression is a smile, how Kirishima’s an act-before-thinking person while Bakugou overthinks everything, Kirishima’s simple-minded and Bakugou’s only slightly short of a genius, how Kirishima’s friends with everyone and how Bakugou managing to get himself five friends is considerable a miracle

How Bakugou’s quirk is the perfect attack and Kirishima’s the perfect defense, and how Bakugou’s got the flashiest quirk in the class and Kirishima the least flashy one. How Bakugou’s pivotal moment in his growth right before entering UA was about getting attacked and being unable to save himself/being forced to accept help he didn’t want while Kirishima’s was seeing someone getting attacked and being unable to help them - and how those themes keep on repeating themselves for both of them through their whole personal arcs

The more I think about it the more these two are each other’s perfect opposite. They’re complementary. And they’re best friends.

Boy I love it

how did red skull tie his shoesies?

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I Heard That

Imagine: You are always quiet in math, a class you happen to share with Peter Parker. Once you finally muster the courage to speak up, Peter finds a type of excuse so he can spend more time with you.

Word Count: 1100??? maybe

A/N: This is shitty and rushed but I have an assignment due on Monday that I haven’t really started sooO soz

Your fingers cramped as you attempted to write the answer before the timer at the front of the class went off. Several groans could be heard around the room as the renown alarm bounced off the walls of the quiet room. You rubbed your tired eyes beneath your glasses in hope that it would somehow get rid of the slight sleepiness that began to claw at them. Nevertheless, you began gliding your pen over your answers with concentration in attempt to find any mistakes.

“Alright then,” Coach Johnson, your Maths teacher spoke enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Who’s up first?”

The room remained silent as heads lowered to look down towards their work. Coach’s voice was louder this time, sounding slightly more impatient, “Any volunteers? No? Alright then. You’re up, Parker.”

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Undercover - Jughead Jones

Hi! Could I get a Jughead x Reader imagine where the reader and Jughead are best friends, but the reader has feelings for Jughead but doesn’t tell him. One day she goes “undercover” to get info about Jason’s death for Jughead and he sees her undercover and realizes he has feelings for her, and then there’s some rated T action and fluff between them? Thanks!

I kinda twisted the meaning of it but it lead to *high pitched screaming*

Originally posted by squintlovely


Being best friends with Jughead Jones isn’t the easiest thing in the world. He’s not the friendliest person to begin with, but some can easily look past that, like yourself. You and Jughead had been close every since you could remember, but the summer before Sophomore year changed things. Jughead became more reclusive and less in touch with you. It all happened after Jason Blossoms’ death. The day before school started up again, you invited yourself over to his house. Needless to say, Jughead was surprised.

“Y/N?” He asked, the bags under his eyes telling you he must’ve just woken up. Despite the normal summer heat, he was wearing a loose sweater and sweatpants. Just seeing him again, after so long, made your heart flutter. You quickly pushed it down and regained your angry composure. “I haven’t seen you in months, Jug!” You said, obviously breaking him out of his tired state. He quickly pulled you inside his house, and you accidently bumped into his chest. It was so tempting to hug him, but you fought the urge and watched as he closed the door behind you. When he faced you, you saw how intense his gaze was. “I’m sorry about that, Y/N, I am.” He said, his tone serious. “I’ve been working on something,” he said as he walked past you, beckoning you to follow him. He lead you to his room then to his desk where an open laptop rested. Pages of text cluttered the screen and just by skimming through the document the words ‘Summer’, ‘Jason Blossom’, and ‘presumed dead’ caught your eye. You turned to face Jughead who stood, unmoving, next to you. “This is what you were doing?” You asked, turning back to study the words he had typed.

“Yeah, ever since I heard he was missing.” He muttered, but you couldn’t help but be amazed by your friend. His drive and dedication to his writing was eye-opening. You faced him once more with a grin on your features. “Do you need help?”

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I don't speak Spanish either.

So, this happened several years ago. My boyfriend and I had been in a long-distance relationship for a long time, and we would see each other maybe twice a year. This was during one of my month-long visits to him over the summer.

We’d decided we wanted to go to one of the nearby malls, and had to take two separate buses to get there. Him living in SoCal, it was fucking scorching; it was probably around 100F. For a “delicate” NorCal girl like me, that feels like death.

We’d gotten off the first bus and were walking to another stop a couple of blocks down to catch the next one. We’re stopped at a corner of a particularly long street, waiting for the light to change so we can cross, and there’s group of three girls behind us. We’re not paying them much mind at first, until I hear one of them go “No, I don’t want to ask them! I don’t even speak Spanish! How am I supposed to talk to them?”

This is where it’s important to note that my boyfriend and I are both of Salvadorian descent, and therefore pretty obviously brown. However, my Spanish is incredibly poor [that’s a whole different story], and I really hate it when people assume that I don’t speak English. It’s rude. But whatever. I guess it happens. It’s what happens next that ticks me off. An attempted whisper: “Look, just ask the girl. Fat girls are always nice.”

Okay. Fine. Not worth my fucking time. I’m not even gonna say anything because it’s hot and who wants to deal with this shit. But then from behind me I hear, awkwardly, “Perdón?” I turn, and it’s one of the girls–surprisingly, one that also looks latina. She sounded like the one who’d claimed not to speak Spanish.

“Yeah?”

She looked a bit surprised, and relieved that I spoke unaccented English. “We were wondering if you could tell us how to get to _____?” Some location. I was the wrong person to ask.

“Sorry, I’m not from around here. You’ll have to ask him.” I gestured to my boyfriend. Again, I’m from NorCal, so I had no idea where anything was down there.

The girl turned to him hesitantly, asked him, and my boyfriend, being friendly, gave them directions. Turns out it was straight down the long street we were on. The girls took off without even thanking us, and the light changed so we finally crossed the street and waited for us bus.

The bus shows up maybe ten or so minutes later, and we’re relieved to be out of that god-awful San Fernando Valley heat. The bus takes us down the long stretch of road, and I see the girls from before trudging down the sidewalk under the merciless SoCal sun.

“I told them that it was right down the street,” my boyfriend says. “I never told them the bus goes there.”

Youngling Ben Solo and Poe Dameron growing up as “Surrogate Brothers” BB8 often gets babysitting duty, but its okay because he loves Leia’s boys…

//celebrating the new Entertainment Weekly reveal that “Leia views Poe as a surrogate son” and that they are “family” <3. And since Ben didn’t go darkside until he was 23… he and Poe had lots of time to be adopted brothers since their families were always so close! ;D Poe is now canon Skywalker family! -happy ewok trumpets-

#benpoe |<3| #darkpilot

Welp. We went to see Wonder Woman. I cried during the sad parts and some of the other parts. They were the same kind of tears I had on and off through Ghostbusters. Movies with strong women who are fully realized people who are allowed to be sexual but are not sexualized and can also kick ass just make me cry randomly. Though TBH I also cry in LotR when anyone picks up their sword and runs into battle screaming the name of their home. I didn’t even realize how ravenous I was for a female version of that.

me: *waits for someone (preferably patty jenkins) to cast gal gadot and chris pine in a romantic comedy because a) their chemistry is too good and should not be wasted and b) we can use the gifs for gifsets for future wondertrev AUs.*