when i say mostly

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“…don’t ever change.”
“I don’t exist…in anyone’s heart.”
“…what would it take for me to be like you?”

Loved, but lonely on an island in the sea.

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Drawing-break: Sophie Hatter, from Diana Wynne Jones’ Howl’s Moving Castle. I love the film, but I love how she talks to the hats in the book!

I mostly wrote when I was heartbroken. You can say that was my fuel. It’s like the words floated around my head, jumbled, needing a home. Pen to paper, they say. In this case it was thumbs to keyboard. As I typed I was envisioning the story. As I typed, my thumbs were going faster and faster. As I typed the final period, it hit me. The heart may be broken, but only temporarily. After all darling, you are your own healer.

Day 47 of #365Days
& Day 5 of Rizumo Week


“Dreams”
They say you draw what is in your heart, then your body follows.

// The dream all Rizumo Shippers wants to see. XD
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Rin, visiting Izumo at the middle of the Night (after Izumo’s Arc)

Izumo: Rin, what are you doing here? It is the middle of the Night.
Rin: Nothing. *kisses Izumo* Just making sure this is real.
Izumo: I am alive Rin, you saved me. Everyone had save me. Thank you.
Rin: Haha. You’re right, this is real.


This is real.

anonymous asked:

How do you sketch people so well? What is your trick? My drawings of people look like lifeless boxes and yours look so lively and defined. How do you do this? How can I do this?

Hey, thank you–its funny you say that, because when I look back on them, I mostly see my mistakes. But I have a few tricks people have taught me to help keep figure drawing feel alive…
- Draw in ink. This forces you to commit to a line. It’s scary at first but it’s really helpful in the long run.
- Think of the gesture as their base to build all other pieces of the pose off of.
- Try to be conscious of straights-against-curves. Just two parallel lines can make a leg feel flat. A straight line against a curve or two–that brings form to the leg.
- Basically, just go get your hands on the Walt Stanchfield figure drawing lecture books, “Drawn to Life”. He will show and explain way better. There are two volumes of this gold!!!! :
Drawn to Life: 20 Golden Years of Disney Master Classes: Volume 1: The Walt Stanchfield Lectures https://www.amazon.com/dp/0240810961/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apa_sCMizbNCYSD5F

My favorite thing in Spanish [I think this is mostly Spain?] is when you hear someone say madre mía as an expression because it’s like “oh wow” or “oh my gosh” but I just imagine people going “MY MOM, would you look at that!”

So this happened:

Movies with Mum and the trailer for Dunkirk plays and she sees this: 

Originally posted by modelharry

and says: HARRY! 
I sink lower in my seat.
and then she saw this: 

Originally posted by cheshirepuddin

and then she yelled, I mean she actually yelled: THAT’S MY SON
and someone behind us repeated in a proud whisper: that’s her son…

Language of Flowers

*click through to read it on ao3

written by: S | @kinetic-elaboration

prompt: ‘Flower shop AU Prompt: Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says ‘How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?’ for @treehousesandpoohbears

word count: 1783

Bellamy Blake, small town florist, is used to sharing in the big moments of his customers’ lives. He’s seen them through everything from first date jitters to the stages of grief. But this–Clarke Griffin storming into his shop, furious, asking for a hate bouquet–is still something of a surprise.


Two weeks ago, at the Bi-Monthly Downtown Arkadia Small Business Association meeting, Luna, from the nature store on the corner, looked at him very seriously, took his hands in hers, and told him that he had been a warrior in another life. “A brave warrior-king,” she said. 

Yeah, okay. Maybe in another life.  

In this life, Bellamy’s just a guy who knows a ton about flowers. 

*

Because he knows flowers, and because Arkadia is the sort of small hamlet where people greet each other by name on the street, Bellamy also knows everyone’s business. He knows about every engagement, wedding, baby shower, and funeral. He knows which high school kids are going to prom together. He keeps records on his more forgetful customers’ anniversaries. And when someone screws up and actually feels bad about it, Bellamy knows about that, too, because nothing says I’m sorry like a purple hyacinth bouquet. 

The people who come into his little shop are sometimes ecstatic, sometimes despondent, often nervous. They’re not usually angry, though. Even less often are they absolutely furious. So when Clarke Griffin stomps in, shoving the door open so roughly that even the friendly tinkle of the welcome bell sounds agitated, slams a twenty down on the countertop, and asks, “How I do passively-aggressively say fuck you in flower?” it’s a bit of a surprise. 

He stares at her for a long moment, and pauses in arranging the daisies in Harper McIntyre’s get-well-soon bouquet. “It sounds to me like you want to aggressively say 'fuck you’ in flower." 

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things my daughter has said - a sentence meme

“I don’t want to love anyone. I just want to love dogs and youtube.”
“Look at this bunny! Look how fucking cute it is!”
“I have to eat all these cookies. I’m counting to thirty-seven.”
“If I was going to kill someone, I would poison them on Taco Tuesday because no one expects tacos.”
“Capitalism made the minions.” 
“If there’s no chicken nuggets, I don’t want to go.”
“I’m not afraid of blood. I see it all the time.”
“The floor is fine. I’ll stay here.”
“Oh, boy, here comes reality!”
“My least favorite piece of clothing is socks. They’re like pants for your feet.”
“There’s so many girls…”
“If I can’t hug a ghost, what’s the point?”

“I’ve only hit a guy once but I could do it again.”
“This smells like happiness and ketchup.”
“But is Dr. Phil really real?”
“I want to be a rock. Rocks get to lie down as much as they want.”
“I noticed a strange thing. Mostly when you say ‘maybe’, it’s in a pattern. A pattern of ‘no’.”
“I don’t understand but I’m angry about it.”
“I’m in love with you because you bring me food.”
“I’m going to kill everyone.”
“Oh, right in the head!”
“The world is going to keep going even if you don’t like it.”
“I would go to jail for you.”

The Years Keep On Turning

I’m late, but oh well. Life happened and it was shitty, so I wrote this to cheer myself up and I hope it works for some of you as well. It’s not betad, so the copious mistakes are all mine. A birthday vignette in honor of our beloved muse, Katniss Everdeen. May she never be without her toastbabies, her dandelion in the spring, and plenty of delicious food. RATED M for smut.


ELEVEN

She plays in the meadow, twirling and leaping, pretending to have wings like a bird so she can fly. Her father needs only a word, though, to draw her from play and into their chores. The flying girl doesn’t view the chores with distaste at all. She rather enjoys them, especially the moments of free time they get to savor the woods. Like today.

“Come down from that tree, Hummingbird,” the girl’s father calls up to her, his hands cupped around his mouth to amplify the sound. She grins and flips so she’s hanging from the branch by her knees, completely missing her father’s gasp of fear and the handful of running steps he makes towards the base of the tree before her giggle stops him.

“Your Mama’s waiting with your birthday surprise,” he admonishes, the fear of a moment ago making his voice harsher than intended. The girl sobers, hearing the subtle difference, and swings her feet over her head to the branch below before scurrying down the trunk and landing with a soft crunch of leaves, next to her father.

“I’m sorry, Papa,” she whispers, her expression contrite.

“It’s okay, Katniss,” the father says, picking up the girl’s game bag and handing it to her. “But we should get going.”

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anonymous asked:

Hello! I love your blog, so could I request headcanons for the RFA + Unknown + V & Vanderwood how they would react when mc comes out as asexual? (She first didn't want to tell bc she thought they would break up)If you're uncomfortable with it it's ok

Being asexual myself, this actually makes me very happy. Also, like to point out, the main thing about asexuals is that we don’t experience sexual attraction. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that an asexual has no desire for sex, and some people are completely down for it, but you really only hear about sex-repulsed asexuals. That’s not going to be the case for some of these.


Yoosung

  • He might be… a little disappointed, but respects her
  • If MC told him she did want to have sex, he would probably be happy to comply, but would be a little confused until MC explained, asexual doesn’t mean having no desire for sex
  • Yoosung’s biggest thing would controlling his own desires towards her and trying to make sure he doesn’t make her uncomfortable by pushing any of her limits

Jaehee

  • why would this matter when they’re only friends?! (I’m still bitter)
  • When MC comes out to her, Jaehee asks a ton of questions, researches it extensively to try to figure out being asexual means and what it means to MC
  • Jaehee is okay without sex, and as a result, she’s perfectly happy to just have a cuddle partner on the couch
  • Besides, kissing isn’t off limits, and being able to kiss MC nice

Zen

  • MC is the type of asexual that enjoys sex, but she just doesn’t experience sexual attraction
  • Even then, once Zen finds out, he respects her sexuality, and is probably a little more careful when it comes to sex
  • They’re still sexually active, but she sets the pace for them more than he does
  • Zen happily contains the Beast TM just to be with MC

Jumin

  • Well… MC never really brought it up, and she seemed fine with sex, so he never even wondered about it
  • It wasn’t until some woman at a party struck up a conversation with MC (unbeknownst to them both that Jumin was within earshot)
  • The woman basically said that MC had married Jumin because was sexy and wealthy
  • MC, first of all, shut down the notion of the money, real quick, because she was used to it and could do so easily
  • Second of all, she stated plainly that she was asexual, and while she recognized that Jumin was indeed a very sexy man, she doesn’t experience sexual attraction, ergo, this woman has completely misread her
  • When they get home, Jumin asks about asexuality and makes sure he hasn’t made her uncomfortable or pressured her into anything
  • After assuring him that he didn’t, Jumin suggests that they retire for the evening and they cuddle

Saeyoung

  • Saeyoung suspected by the way that she shied away from anything sexual, so when she came out he was a-okay with it
  • He even makes a list of a ton of asexual safe activities, including bowling, movie watching, and amusement parks
  • Besides, his religion pretty much states that people who don’t want sex are the holiest people
  • So Saeyoung practically worships MC, holding her and loving her, but never pushing her for anything she’s not comfortable with

V

  • All he asks is that MC only does what she is most comfortable with
  • So the moment she comes out to him, he asks what that means to her and what he can do to make her the most comfortable
  • After MC explains that she has no sexual attraction and is actually very repulsed and frightened at the prospect of sex, V respectfully agrees never to pursue sex with her
  • He makes sure that she’s okay with physical affection, just so long as it’s not sexual, and he even prefers if MC initiates the contact because V doesn’t want to mess things up or make her uncomfortable

Saeran

  • Dude has some serious trauma regarding physical interactions with people, so MC’s physical distance isn’t something he immediately registers
  • As he warms up to her, they get more physical, starting with small gestures, like hand touches, brushing the hair out of the others face, etc.
  • The biggest gestures turning into hand holding, hugging, and eventually even kissing
  • When Saeran attempts to take things further, as he’s interested and he understands there’s meant to be a natural progression with these things, MC stops him and explains that she’s asexual and doesn’t like sex
  • Now, she also admits that she’s never tried it, and she’s curious if only to try and learn, but she’s kind of scared and would like to wait and slow down
  • While disappointed, Saeran backs off and waits
  • Considering the patience she’s had with him all this time, it’s the least he can do

Vanderwood

  • I kind of head canon Vanderwood as asexual too
  • So when MC tells him that she’s asexual, he’s very chill about the whole thing
  • Just kind of shrugs and says, “Good. I am too.”
  • When they spend time together, it’s mostly just sitting on the couch watching TV, with his arm around her shoulders and her snuggled into his side

The only person I’ve ever been in a relationship with is a girl. The only person I’ve ever spent any extended period of time pining over is a girl. The only person I’ve met and then immediately tried not to stare at for a whole evening is a girl. Practically every person I find aesthetically attractive is female… And yet I still kind of feel like I’m appropriating something that’s not really mine when I call myself a lesbian?

anonymous asked:

Sometimes I just wish we didn't offer plastic bags at all. It's so depressing to watch people single handedly prepare to fill landfills when they don't bring their own bags. And I hate when they look at me like I'm dumb when I ask if they need a bag (just saying, mostly old men!) It is completely reasonable in this day and age to expect people to come shopping with reusable bags! You should all be doing it!

Kashmir

In which Klaus is besotted with the new girl and Caroline wants to know how the hell she ended up in Viking times.

Okay, so this is my obligatory time travel drabble and I don’t really think there’s anything special to say about this one that would constitute an author’s note, but it’s definitely one of the fluffier things I’ve written, and kind of short too (at least, for me). Be warned, there is smut here and some Viking-esque misogyny as well but not so much, but if any of this offends you, I suggest you scroll past. Oh, and by the way, my Viking name for Mystic Falls was a result of searching through Old Norse dictionaries for the translation of ‘Mystic Falls’; from what I could tell, they didn’t have a word for ‘mystic’, so I just went with ‘mysterious’ as a close synonym. One last note, when I say ‘Klaus’, I’m mostly referring to our friendly neighbourhood Original Hybrid, and when I say ‘Niklaus’, I’m mostly referring to human Klaus. In circumstances where this is not true, it should be obvious which Klaus I’m referring to. Hopefully.


When Caroline’s eyes finally fluttered open, she almost wished that she was still knocked out, considering the anvil that was currently being dropped on her skull, again and again and again. A hand (female, by the feel of it) spanned her forehead and brushed her hair back against whatever her head was lying on. It was the touch that prompted her to pluck up the courage, push past the splitting headache and open her eyes. Only to scramble upwards and hurtle backwards.

“Hell.” She breathed, because Esther Mikaelson (dead Esther Mikaelson) was leaning over her.

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