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anonymous asked:

Bart/ken and prompt 7? (Love your writing btw!)

(omg thank you so much! and thank you for such a cute prompt uwu)

Thing is, Ken had been travelling with Bart for a while. He figured he knew her pretty well by now, and he’d known from the day he met her (or, y’know, the day she chased him with a machete and kidnapped him) that she was a bit… well, weird.

It wasn’t a bad thing! Well, not all the time. It was cool, some people were just weird and Bart was one of them. She moved weird, she talked weird, and she had a weird way of looking at the world. Or at first glance she did. But he was starting to think her straightforward (and violent) approach to life and her place in it actually made more sense than most people’s.

But she had a lot of weird habits, and one of those habits was staring at things. And people, people and things, she stared at all of them. He guessed the thing about being absolutely assured of your place in the world made you a lot less embarrassed about stuff like that.

So he was kinda used to her staring at him by now. She did it a lot. She was the kind of person who would stare at something until she figured it out, and since human interaction wasn’t her strong suit she had a lot of figuring out to do.

But there was something a little different about her staring today. She didn’t look mad, or sceptical or even that confused. She just looked kinda thoughtful. Like something new had occurred to her and she didn’t understand it but she didn’t mind it.

“Bart?” Ken asked when he’d caught his breath from laughing- the corgi in the backseat was chasing her stubby tail again. “You okay?”

She was watching him a little too closely considering she was behind the wheel. But he guessed they’d crash if they were supposed to crash anyway. “You’re happy.”

“Uh… yes?” He didn’t really have to think about it. He’d… well, he’d been the happiest he’d ever been these past few months. Just him and Bart and Chainsaw (Bart’s choice- they had no idea what the corgi’s real name was but she seemed to like Chainsaw just fine). He never would have expected it, but he wasn’t complaining. He wasn’t sure where Bart was going with this. “Are you?”

“Yeah,” she grunted, eyes back on the road.


Silence fell for a little while. Until Ken started giggling at Chainsaw’s attempts to climb into his duffel bag. Then Bart was giving him that look again, and a quiet: “Huh.”


“It’s…” she lifted one hand from the wheel to gesticulate in that broad, kinda drunkenly confident way she did. “It’s like- I’m happy anyway, y’know? But right now I’m more happy. It’s like… when you’re happy, I’m happy. Y’know?”

Another weird thing about Bart; she was the both the scariest and cutest person he’d ever met.

“Yeah,” he said, smiling now for a whole other reason. “Yeah, me too.”

“Well, yeah, of course you’re happy when you’re happy- that’s, like, what it is.”

“No, I mean- I’m happy when you’re happy. Like, reversed.”

“…Oh.” She kept her eyes on the road, but he could see her smile a mile off. “That’s nice.”

When noone is around to stop you, and your murderer mother figure is on the run

Whitlock from


 ‘s The Crown And The Flame books. I still love him. I’ll always will. And I need to draw him normally, not just make memes of him :1 That damn arm was so hard to draw and I don’t even know if it’s right :c


Guess, just a heads up, I’m going to be away from now until Friday/Saturday due to sorting out our old house so don’t expect any new replies from @verydoctory @childrenoftiime && @knightedscientist. I am taking my dying laptop with me, and most of my replies have been written, just not typed I’m just sorry it’s taking a while. I should be back earlier than Saturday, but just in case, I’ll keep it extended. I’ll still be reachable probably on Skype and Discord but not in the same easy manner. I hope you all have a wonderful week!

Description: Lorna Morello is scared of thunderstorms, and a certain ex-junkie has become her only way of sleeping through them. Set vaguely in season 4.
Pairing: Nicky Nichols x Lorna Morello
Requester: no one

If there was one thing that freaked Lorna out (besides the constant feeling of impending doom that never wanted to leave her), it was thunderstorms. She knew it was irrational - the chances of getting hit by lightning was slim to none when she was outside, let alone indoors, but that didn’t leave her any less freaked out every time thunder rumbled in the distance, seemingly getting closer and closer with every round. It wasn’t a new issue - in fact, she’d lived with this since she was small and thunder first crashed around her. 

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With cheeks glowing a bright blue, Night held Day’s hand tighter and said yes.

Day continued sending Night roses, and Night kept on returning them to Day every morning. but what’s different this time is Yuuri knowing full well what Viktor’s intentions are.

The End

continuation under the cut

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Keith! When will my Life Begin animatic for the Klance Tangled AU!!

edit:sorry about the fire cracking up. I think it’s the gradient that’s causing the file to become a little corrupt. I’ll try to fix it and update it asap

edit edit: The song is a pitched down version of the original song


Art of May!!! (ok I couldn’t put them all on one post because it was starting to be really too much ^^’)

Painted on PS [2017.05]

It was a really good month, I experimented a lot and had so much fun. Also I want to particularly thank all of you for your supports, your likes, reblogs, comments, tags and messages. I am sooo overwhelmed and I feel so blessed by all of you and yup Thank you guys, you are amazing and I am so lucky!!  Have a really really beautiful day