who's name i do know

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David Tennant’s acrobatic left eyebrow

(seems like I should tag @whatisyourlefteyebrowdoingdavid, just because)

anonymous asked:

if a fire-breathing snake was the best gift magnus ever gave how will he top it when he gives alec something. "here's a flying unicorn i got for you to ride into battle, and by got, i mean created from scratch. i hope you like it!"

ok i know i’m prob supposed to give a cute answer here but tbh the fact that magnus gave camille so many of those extravagant gifts says a lot about their relationship – the way he just kept trying to please her because he loved her so much and she just couldn’t give two fucks about him, and also because of what happened he feels like he owes her his life, something she’s clearly used against him. and i get the sense that when he made these beautiful wild gifts for her, he did it because she would look at him and smile, and he would think for a moment, maybe she does love me, too.

i don’t think magnus will be doing the same thing with alec. i think magnus knows alec is different – he’s clearly not a man with extravagant taste – and if magnus gives alec any gifts, it’ll be something really personal and meaningful. like i bet alec has all these old childhood scribble drawings from izzy and max and jace, and i can see magnus gathering them and charming them so they’ll never fade or be ruined and just putting them in a little box for alec to keep.

but the important part is that it wouldn’t matter what he gave. it’s not about the gift; for alec, it’s about the fact that a man he likes – the man he’s falling in love with – took some time out to get something for him. that magnus remembered him and thought about him. i get the feeling if magnus just swung by with a bagel on his way to meet a client – or even if magnus came by empty handed to say just to say hi – alec would light up like a christmas tree.

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“i’m just gonna draw one picture” –– me 5 hours ago when i doodled at work

@davestrider123 has an adorable little Voltron OC named Millard and i wanted to draw the sweet angel drawing fanart but it turned into him also meeting the Paladins and getting autographs

oh also here’s Millard’s drawing, signed by the Paladins themselves (sorry i don’t know how to have cool handwriting)

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camisado // panic! at the disco

Kwami Week Day Two: Chosen(s)

A new problematic fave because of friend and fandom influence how dare you all make me care.

She’s transparent because I’m trying new aesthetics ya feel.

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Artwork ©: alazic02

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MDM: !!
  • mare: i want you-
  • maven: !! *freezes*
  • maven: *breathes heavily*
  • maven: *almost faints*
  • mare: -to shut tHE FUCK UP THANK YOU VERY MUCH

headcannon: after being launched into the stratosphere, summer and raven make eye contact in the forest

anonymous asked:

hi I like your writing but you really should my call lance "McClain" in your fics. Lance is canon Cuban in VLD, it isn't a Cuban last name and was only his last name in go lion, when he was white. Using it is kinda whitewash-y. Maybe next time use a Cuban name! Have a good day!

thanks! 

now, you want me to stop using ‘McClain’ as lance’s last name because it’s not “cuban”, right? 

ok. i get where you’re coming from and i understand. “McClain” has a history linking back to scotland and the like, so i get why you’d say it’s “whitewash-y”. however, that being said, i don’t think it’s white-washing to use that as his last name.

i’m going to state here: i’m not cuban. i’m white. i’m not going to preach on behalf of poc - cubans in particular, i’m just going to give my opinion. feel free to message me again if you want to discuss this (or if i say smth bad). 

k, now bc i’m white, all i’m going to say is: i don’t think you should be claiming that lance’s last name can’t be mcclain purely because it does have scottish links. lance’s family, (as seen below), aren’t all poc. in fact, some of them are white, i would say.

what does this mean? lance could be biracial. in fact, i headcanon him as such. is that a problem? literally no. having biracial representation is really cool too! 

so it wouldn’t be much of a stretch for his last name to be mcclain if his dad is white and his mother is cuban.

REGARDLESS, labelling names as black/white/asian/etc isn’t … the best thing to do, i don’t think. i’m not sure how to word this exactly but: names don’t define ethnicity / race. 

in short: i’m going to keep using McClain as Lance’s last name until we get a different one, if that happens. i’m sorry if this offends you or upsets you.

The Lucky One

Everybody’s favourite underrated characters for the Carry On Countdown


Keris

The strangest thing for me about falling in love with a girl was that it felt exactly the same as falling in love with a boy.  If I hadn’t known what that felt like, I might have never understood what I was feeling towards Trixie.

           We’d been friends for years, spending more time with each other than with our separate roommates, laughing and loving and simply being the two of us.  It was like the two of us together was a completely different thing from the two of us on our own.  We became a new entity, one that we preferred to our own selves.

           Although I might have taken it a bit too far. Because I fell.  I fell hard.

           And it took me years to figure it out.  Why I would instantly heat up when she smiled at me, why my stomach buzzed when we touched, why I would hear love songs and immediately think of her, why I daydreamed about kissing her and what it would feel like.

           But I didn’t tell her, because I also daydreamed about what it would feel like when she rejected me, told me she only wanted to be my friend, told me she loved me but not like that.

           Of course, there was the chance she would love me back.  I knew she was a lesbian, she had told me so years ago.  Incidentally, it was right around then that I started heating up when I saw her, getting jealous when she smiled at other girls.

           But the odds of her turning me down, of our friendship being ruined, were too high for me to ignore.  And I would rather spend my life keeping my love to myself and being with her, than not seeing her again.

           So I burned silently.

 ***

“Does Penny ever sleep in here anymore?”

           “Not really,” Trixie shrugged, “she just pops in to grab her books sometimes.  I practically have the room to myself.”

           “That must be nice.”

           “Well, of course,” she grinned at me, “it means you can sleep over all the time.”

           I looked down to hide my blush.

           “It also means,” she went on, “that I get to keep you all to myself.”

           “What do you mean?”

           “I mean, if I didn’t hold you captive in my room all the time, you’d probably go off and get a boyfriend or a girlfriend and leave me all alone.”

           I chuckled.  “Unlikely.”

           “That’s because you love me the most, right?” She flashed me her biggest smile.

           “Of course,” I said truthfully, saddened by the fact that she couldn’t know exactly how deep my answer went.

           Trixie flopped down on the bed next to me.  “Out of curiosity though, is there anyone you would want to date right now?”

           I tried to laugh but it came out a choke.  “What is this, Truth or Dare?”

           “Sure,” she agreed.  “Truth: do you like anyone?”

           “Can I chicken out?”

           “Nope.”

           I took a breath as subtly as I could, hoping I didn’t look as terrified as I felt.  “Yes, I like someone.  But it’s not going to work out for me.”

           Trixie’s smile wavered.  “Why not?  You’re a perfectly wonderful girl, beautiful too.  Who would say no to you?”

           I captured her words in my heart to replay later. “Someone who doesn’t like me back.”

           “How do you know?  Have you told them?”

           “No.”

           “Then you can’t know.”

           I shook my head.  “It’s a bit more complicated than that.  I’m afraid that if I tell them, and they reject me, that they’ll never talk to me again.”

           “I dare you to tell them.”

           I laughed.  “You can’t do that, I already told a Truth, you can’t Dare me on the same turn.”

           “Alright, fine, my turn.  But you should tell them, and if they say no, tell me who it is so I can go set them straight for you.”

           “I think setting them gay for me would be more effective,” I murmured before I could stop myself.

           She sat up.  “So it’s a girl then?”

           “No further questions,” I glared at her, smiling. “Your turn, Truth or Dare?”

           “Truth,” she declared without a thought.

           “Do you like anyone?”  I cursed myself inwardly for opening this door.  The last thing I needed was to find out she was in love with someone else. But the words were already out, and she was already grinning shamelessly.

           “Yes I do.”

           “Who?”

           “One turn, one question,” she told me, and I saw her cheeks turn pink.  “Truth or Dare?”

           “Truth.”

           “Who is it?”

           My stomach churned as I realized what kind of a corner I’d backed myself into.  Trixie wasn’t going to let me go without getting answers.  I’d either have to lie or tell the truth, and I honestly couldn’t say what I would do if it came to it.

           “I change my mind,” I fumbled.  “Dare.”

           “Alright,” she gave me a smug look.  “I dare you to tell me who it is.”

           “That’s cheating.”

           “Fine, then I dare you to tell her how you feel.  No chickening out.”

           “You can’t make me.”

           “Unfortunately, I can,” she said solemnly, “it’s in the Sacred Pact of Truth or Dare.”

           “How should I even tell her?” I tried to buy myself time, panicking more every second.

           “Just go up to her and kiss her on the cheek,” she shrugged, “girls love that kind of thing, even if they think it’s platonic. Then just go ‘hey, I think we should date’.”

           “Is that how you would do it?”

           “Yeah, probably.”

           “Then why haven’t you done it?”

           The smile faded from her lips.  “I guess I’ve been waiting for the right moment.”

           “Then I dare you to tell her,” I challenged, hating myself, feeling like I was giftwrapping her for another girl.

           She looked at me for a long moment, her expression solid on her porcelain-like face.  Then, abrubtly, she sat up and shifted nearer to me, until she was too close for me to see her clearly without going cross-eyed, too close for me to think clearly.

           It took me a second to process what was happening, and by then she had already kissed my cheek, slowly and soundly.

           She drew back, looked me directly in my wide eyes. “Hey,” she said softly, “I think we should date.”

           I couldn’t breathe, my hand went involuntarily to cover my mouth.  “This isn’t happening,” I whispered.

           “I like you, Keris,” she told me without batting an eye.  “I like you a lot.”

           “How do you do that?”

           “Do what?”

           “Just tell someone how you feel about them without any fear of them rejecting you?”

           “You deserve to know,” she shrugged, “the chips can fall where they may.”

           “Trixie?”

           “Yeah?”

           I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

           When I pulled back, her eyes were shining, and I was speechless.  I couldn’t say the line she’d given me, I could only try to convey everything I was feeling through my eyes.

           “Really?” she whispered.

           “Really.”

           She giggled like she couldn’t believe her luck. As if she was the lucky one.  As if I’d ever been out of her league.  

           I was the one who’d been graced by a miracle.  I was the lucky one.

           When she kissed me, I couldn’t kiss her back at first because I was smiling too hard.

           But I recovered, and then I was kissing her like I’d been waiting my whole life.

i feel like I’ve seen so many posts talking about dva needing a support-figure in her life (and I’ve done a lot, like w/Ana and pharah and a few others scattered here and there) but like honestly what about lucio?

who’s the older, wiser character keeping an eye on him and giving him advice for dealing? Who’s the one who pulls him aside after a rough mission and gives him a tight hug when it gets to be too much, and is okay with lucio waking them up before the sun’s up because of a nightmare?

let me argue, against the skeptics for a minute: Reinhardt

Listen. Dva has the amaris, in my opinion, who watch out for her emotional well being and are ready for any breakdowns. 76 is hella caught up in his own shit, I don’t think mercy could ever, eveeeer be a good mentor b/c she’s a prodigy and can only connect w/other extreme geniuses, and mccree seems like a #HotMess in the last comic

So I argue Reinhardt

Reinhardt thinks it’s great to have such sprightly, energetic young adults in overwatch. Lena, Hana, and lucio are joyful and friendly, and while Reinhardt imagines that will mellow out with experience (he remembers jack’s easygoing laugh and Ana’s bright smiles, gabe’s snarky but kind demeanor, after all) it’s refreshing and keeps spirits higher than they’d be if it was just the old crowd

it takes awhile for him to notice. at least four or five missions past when someone /needed/ to notice.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! Sorry to ask this after your big post, but I'm someone anxious so I need to ask. I'm not sure how Otabek is supposed to call Yurio according to the situations. I'm lost. Friend: Yuri. Lovers: Yura? And for something more special, if they're two and he wants to ask him something, Yurochka? Or then Friend: Yuri then Yura. And in love, there is a need to look for something else?

It’s fine, friend! I’m not surprised if that post is missing some details; Russian names are hard to equate for English speakers.

I will note beforehand that Yurio’s diminutive doesn’t have to be Yura. I don’t remember it being used in canon, so you’re free to choose another diminutive of Yuri. I just see Yura more in the English-speaking fandom and use it as my example for simplicity.

For Otabek & Yuri it should be more like this (assuming we’re speaking of modern times):

Yuri: they know each other from skating and that’s it; they’re colleagues
Yura: they’re at least friends
Yurochka: they’re extremely close friends/dating & the situation calls for something more than Yura (ie I love you, Yurochka is going to carry more weight than I love you, Yura or Yurochka will you wash the dishes? might sound more convincing than Yura will you wash the dishes?)

I can see where you’ve gotten confused and that’s why I made the post. A lot of fandom content has a really delayed timeline for the diminutive/pet names & now all of a sudden I’m telling you to push it back.

Maybe an example will help? Say Yurio and Otabek meet at a banquet before the scene in Barcelona; Otabek will call Yuri by just Yuri. They barely know each other at this point and a banquet is a fairly formal place so the full first name is appropriate.
Then skip forward to the Barcelona scene: Yurio could put his phone number in Otabek’s phone as Yura. This is because they’re now casual friends.

Please let me know if you need more details!

night time deceiver (707 x mc/reader)

prompt: fingernail (wtf kinda prompt is this?)

rating: 13+ (mildly sexual situations and 707 name and slight route spoilers)

notes: ack. this took longer for me to finish than originally intended. sobs. i hope i can get back on track tomorrow. OTL anyway. uh. yeah, as i mentioned, weird prompt is weird. and so this is the result of that. ahahaha. hope you guys like it! 

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Now before anyone says ANYTHING I can explain! I was messing around with the PicsArt app I recently installed on my computer and wel…. This happened, at first it was an accident and then my mind decided ‘Heey~ That’s starting to look like youknowwho~’ and I went from there.

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九酱子  |  USS Bunker Hill CV-17

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“A work of art.”
[battery day]


a special shoutout to @victoriel, a kind soul who has given so sooo much to a lot of fandoms, including daiya. Happy belated bday vic!!