which i hate now

There was an…incident…involving the cat jumping onto my desk straight into my mixing palette of liquid ink, and me dropping my brush right into the middle of this…

[I’ve decided not to kill myself trying to keep up with inktober - I just have too much going on right now <3]

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female awesome meme ♡ [1/10] lead female characters 

riley matthews (girl meets world) - there is no end to my horizon 

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Happy Boys

Q. How many times does Ohm say Bryce?

A. A shit ton.

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“J’ai envie que tu vives.”
//
“I want you to live.”

120 battements par minute || 120 Beats per Minute, 2017 (x)

willam’s words were violently transphobic and if you think a cute little apology video with hopeful background music playing under her words is going to convince me to completely forgive her then you’re dumb

THE GOOD LOVE

They tell me love is beautiful
                            is good
                            is pure
but my love, we
were never beautiful
                   or good
                   or pure

we are just two tired souls
trying to survive
only survive, nothing more
     side by side
     in lockstep

and every time we kiss
     i swallow poison from your lips like the nectar of the gods
and every time we touch
     my skin blossoms blisters under the heat your fingers
and every time we speak
     another star fades away like a candle blown out by our cold breaths

but perhaps
     in the background
     hidden away
     in the darkness
our shadows held hands
like they cradled the entire world in the nest of their joined fingers

and perhaps
     that is beautiful
               and good
               and pure

and perhaps
     that is
          enough

Ok. Sorry, I have to rant, and I am normally the last person to take to my keyboard and spew my lamentations all over the place like 99% of the bleeding hearts on this site but I’m just extremely bothered by this tonight.

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lmfao

I juat found out what he wants me to apologise for.

The reason of why this individual is doing all of this…

Even tho I haven’t touched an educational stablishment these last 3 years, apparently I said somewhere “i hate school” which has impacted this lerson greatly. And now is taking revenge on me.

Truly, an inspirational story of sacrifice.

And you know what, I think I changed my mind, these kids aren’t worth my anger and stress. I’ll continue animating on streams, just no previews at all and even if there are screenshot spoilers, It’ll only get what… a thousand views?

So that kid can piss off.

Also…

I hate school

Y'all are never gonna sell me on the idea that Lyanna “didn’t wanna marry her betrothed Robert cause he was a womanizer with a bastard son” Stark and Rhaegar “apparent fuckboy husband and father of two, who he made bastards just so he could marry his side-chick in his wife’s hometown and, at the same time, destroy the alliance with Dorne that took two centuries of war and bloodshed to gain peace in the seven kingdoms” Targaryen is some great epic romance. Don’t even try, cause its never gonna happen.

wellyfullofale  asked:

Lorna I want to give you all of those writing prompts!! If I must narrow it down to one I'll go with number 6 and Robron 🤗

i hope soppy fluff is what you were looking for tash!! this is set during their trip to wales last year.

things you said under the stars and in the grass

“Liv is out like a light.”

Robert looked up as Aaron spoke, stepping out onto the little patio that adorned the back of the cottage they had rented in Wales for a few days, the view an endless oasis of green fields and farmland, stretching out to the coast, the sound of waves crashing against the rocky shoreline distant, but comforting all the same. 

“She’s knackered, after all that kayaking.” Aaron continued.

Robert looked up at his boyfriend, a bottle of beer halfway to his lips. “It was a good day though, right?” he asked, leaning back in his chair so he could look at Aaron properly.

“I had fun today,” Aaron nodded, resting a hand against the back of Robert’s neck, a bottle of beer in his own hand. “Thank you. For being so good to Liv, y’know? I know she can be a bit of a handful.”

“I told you, if she’s important to you, she’s important to me.” Robert budged up in the small seat, leaving enough space for Aaron to sit down next to him. Every inch of their bodies was touching, knees to shoulders, and it set something in Robert alight as he breathed in everything that was so gorgeously, brilliantly Aaron.

“Still,” Aaron shrugged, pausing with his beer held halfway to his lips. “I appreciate it.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the peace. The cottage was somewhat secluded, their closest neighbour a few miles up the road, toward the little fishing village they were staying in.

It was quiet, and calm, and everything they needed.

Robert loved it. He’d lived a lot of places, in the ten years since he left Emmerdale - London had been exciting, sure, but he’d always been a country lad at heart, enjoying the peace and quiet far more than he’d ever enjoyed the bright lights and constant noise of the capital.

“I never used to be able to see the stars, when I lived in London.” Robert began, clocking Aaron’s brief confusion immediately.

Robert didn’t really talk about his past, not if he could avoid it.

But he was trying to be better, they were trying to be better, and well - it felt like the right moment didn’t it?

“It was the one thing I always missed about Emmerdale.” Robert continued, gazing at the sky. It was a gorgeous evening, a proper summery end to a summery day, the sky clear. “Being able to see all the stars. I used to love reading about all the constellations, always made me feel like the world was so much bigger than Emmerdale.”

“Bigger and better?” Aaron nudged.

“No,” Robert shook his head. “Just, bigger.”

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the arya wanders around the world forever endgame theories bother me enormously lol. this is a character who always felt uncertain of her place in the world; from the very beginning, chapter one. she felt unloved and like an outsider who didnt belong. so if arya decides at the end “hey you know what?? my childish feelings and insecurities from when i was 9??? yeah those were totally correct and im gonna leave bc i still dont belong here bye.” is such a bad endgame. its so bad. theres literally no character growth to be found in this theory.

also arya is, in large part, defined by her pack. like what she wants more than anything is to be surrounded by those she loves and to care for them in return. “and her brothers and sisters were with herthey would never leave her”…..so why would she leave them? after the red wedding when arya’s lost the last of her family and thinks of herself as no one thats when she could’ve dropped off the face of the earth. arya as no one could leave and thats one reason why she joins the faceless men. “arya’s place was winterfell…only winterfell was gone.” with a hole in her heart and no where else to turn. but when she reclaims her identity and reunites with her family she won’t have any reason to abandon either. arya has been running from who she is for five books. because she was uncertain, grieving, and scared. her story can’t end with her doing the same damn thing.

[I’m On Fire] - Part 3

AU!Jeffrey x Reader

[Prompt: Jeffrey picking you up from school, and the scandal when everyone who thought he was your father, finds out he’s actually your boyfriend]

A/N: I wanted to write a flashback on how these two met, especially since they have such a huge age gap. In case any of you were curious – Also, I have been having such a serious struggle writing part 3 so if this is shitty or disappointed you guys in anyway…I’m so sorry in advance >.< I’ve written two different versions which I hated and now that I finished this draft I just wanted to post it without thinking. UGH again I’m sorry if its shitty. 

Tags: Smut, Daddy Kink, Fluff

Part 2 || Masterlist 

(gif by @londoncapsule

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Alma was bustling with life.

Students, lovers and friends gathered together in the tiny narrow restaurant bumping elbows by the dinner tables and getting to know one another as they crowded the bar. The walls were painted an aztec blue, decorated and adorned with textiles of white, orange and mustard yellow. The eclectic music was drowned out by the sound of heavy chatter and the clinking of wine glasses.

Juxtaposing this lively atmosphere, you found yourself seated across Phoebe and Regina spending the first half of your night dealing with their chilling stares and withdrawn attitudes.

No matter how many times you profusely apologised to them, they didn’t appear to be in a forgiving mood.

“Did you guys forget how we became friends in the first place?”, you argued after they continued refusing to accept your hurtful “excuses”.

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in her shadow || chapter sixteen.

genre: angst (?)
word count: 1.6k

summary: the magazine was in desperate need of an exclusive and the baby of Mina and Jimin was exactly the thing.

Nibbling on the end of your pen, you sighed a little, your chest still aching at the mere thought of Jimin. It had been weeks, Mina had been quick to enforce a gap between you, and you missed him more than anything. You missed every little thing about him.

“Y/N,” your boss called and you lifted your head meekly as she strode towards you. You hadn’t wanted to go to work, not only were you still hurting, but you had ended things with Lucas, something which made work a tad awkward. 

“Yes?” you replied, tossing the pen back onto your desk. 

“I need you to take some photos for this,” she said, scanning you for a moment before she extended a piece of paper. You offered her a dubious look before taking the article from her hand and frowning, your eyes drawn immediately to the headline. 

‘Actress announces pregnancy.

It was simple enough, but it made you swallow hard. You knew exactly who the actress was and knew precisely why you had been asked for. Mina wanted to rub it in a little more and had even gone to the extreme of hiring you to take the photos for the announcement. 

“You know what,” you began, passing the article back towards the editor. “I’d really rather not do these.”

“You were asked for by name Y/N, and this is a big deal,” the older woman returned as she offered you a look. “It’s an exclusive for us.”

“But this is my sister,” you said. 

The editor nodded her head. “That’s why she asked for you. She said she wouldn’t have anyone else,” she explained. 

Your hands balled up a little but still you nodded your head.

“Great!” the editor fawned, “Mina and Jimin are expecting you at about one.” She beamed before she strolled away from you.

You rolled your eyes a little before you rested back in your seat, your eyes squeezed shut. You knew it was going to be hard, seeing Jimin would be awful, but you also knew you had to do it. The magazine was in desperate need of an exclusive and the baby of Mina Y/L/N and Park Jimin was exactly the thing.

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