what i can't though is your face

They’re too nice to fight each other what are you even talking about.

raphael: i swear if that kid ruins one more jacket…

also raphael: you need a suit here that’s my wardrobe pick whatever you want


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I just find this funny because for Irving’s project, it seems Jeff has … like… no communication with his father about how to manage anything. What, do they think they’re not on speaking terms? That Irving keeps sliding suggestions on post it notes under the door, and that Jeff, a thirteen-year old boy, is saying, “you’re not my real dad, you don’t get to tell me what to do!” while he plays Xbox and Harry is NOT ALLOWED to get on social media and give his demanding fans fan service?

What would happen to Harry if he just… got online and did whatever the fuck he wanted (presuming that what he wants more than anything is to return online and shower his adoring fans with gratitude and pictures of rainbows including the blue, blue sky)? What would happen?

If Harry asked his friends not to talk about his album, would they refrain?

Is “They” behind this? Why does the net of “their” influence grow ever wider by the day?

anonymous asked:

Oh oh! I have a good one! What would Lucio be like if his s/o was deaf?


Lucio would be very caring and loving, not minding the fact that you can’t hear his music. He enjoys the look of pure amazement on your face when he leads your hand towards the speakers so that you can feel the vibrations, your eyes light up as a smile spreads onto your lips. Maybe you can’t hear his music but you can still feel it and you know how much effort he puts into a single song, so he’s always very excited to show you what he’s working on. 

Wanting to be able to communicate with you properly through sigh language he went out of his way to learn it - of course he messes up from time to time but his efforts still mean a lot to you.

Whenever the two of you are laying in bed and your back is towards him he uses his pointer finger to write on your back (either single letters or full words at once). He will admit that his favourite thing about this is telling you how much he loves you, how important you are to him and how much he cherishes you. 

Sometimes, instead of using sign language, the two of you lip-read one another. It took you a while to teach him how to do that but all the effort was worth it. This also helps you when you communicate with others if they don’t know how to sign, although it can get difficult if the person is speaking too fast or just mumbles. If that’s the case Lucio doesn’t hesitate to translate for you.

thecreativeartist  asked:

I read the tags about your parents and I know how you feel *hugs*

*hugs back* I wish things would stop blowing up in my face but with 2 sisters who anger a mother who explodes at everything, that’s nearly impossible.

Things have died down but I still don’t feel safe…

Thank you for the hug though! I really appreciate it!

Originally posted by nyanpasuminasan


This isn’t just a photo of me holding one of the world’s largest chameleons, Furcifer oustaleti, on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, western Madagascar at the tender age of 14.

This is a photo of the first time in my entire life I ever held, or even touched, a chameleon.

It’s ridiculous to think how far I’ve come in the decade since this photo was taken.

The photo was taken by Bill Love.


Isaac stared at his phone for a moment with a warm smile plastered on his face. He couldn’t help but wonder when his life had taken a turn like this because he was sure that for the first time in what felt like forever, he was happy. Truly happy and even though he usually wasn’t the most optimistic person, he was sure that this happiness would stick with him for a while now. Obviously, he didn’t want to jinx it but then again, Isaac was simply being realistic. Lucas never failed to put a smile on his face and now that they’d taken another big step in their relationship and moved in together, Isaac couldn’t help but wonder what would come next. He was so utterly comfortable like this, with Lucas’s things blending in perfectly with his own in the apartment that had been 100% his just a little while ago. It was theirs now and whenever Isaac remembered, he felt comfortable warmth spread through his body.

Right now though, Isaac couldn’t wait for Lucas to come home. They’d been texting casually, as always while Lucas had little breaks at work and he just really wanted him there right now, not just because they had something to talk about but simply because – as cheesy at it seemed to Isaac – he didn’t like being apart from Lucas, even if it was only for a short period of time. He’d spent the day painting and working on small commissions and had now settled on the couch, with Bandit and Godard curled up against his legs while he watched some mindless TV as he waited for his boyfriend to return.

I was already so completely done with BYG trope and the excuses writers will make up to distance themselves from this kind of damaging storytelling. But after what happened in Orlando, I’m really and truly FED UP because even though the LGBT community faces violence and hatred all the time, the majority of people are so unaware or ignorant of it. But when the largest mass shooting to ever happen in America happens to the LGBT community, there is no excuse for anyone to say that they had no idea that their taking part in such an age-old and violent trope would be upsetting to and/or feel like an attack on LGBT individuals.

So the next writer who tries to excuse their “creative” choice to shoot or murder their LGBT character deserves absolutely no respect whatsoever as they clearly have no respect for the community they say they want to be represented and supposedly give a shit about. They are taking part in the culture that perpetuates violence against this community. 

Draft. I blame nicotachi. Though it’s not quite a suit D: … and I’ll leave it to your imagination as to what Nozomi did to piss off Eli with that lovable shit-eating grin of hers. Trollzomi is best Nozomi :x