yes i'm legit

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Luke & Lorelai // parallels throughout the series“It’s no big deal.”

I’m not in the ml fandom bUT @illustraice ‘s Sun/Moon au has me h o o k e d.  Now, I’m no artist so I can’t draw for it (believe me I just tried drawing Mari and I spent more time outlining muscles than anything so that was a lost cause), and because I’m not in the ml fandom and I have no grasp on Mari and Adrien’s characters, I can’t write for it, either.  Buuuuut, given what I’ve read for this AU, I can certainly devise a playlist for it.  Because music is universal.

She is the Sunlight Trading Yesterday | May I Trading Yesterday | Run Leona Lewis | Drop in the Ocean Ron Pope | Little Do You Know Alex & Sierra | Losing Your Memory Ryan Star | Echo Jason Walker | Infinity One Direction | California King Bed Rihanna | Battlefield Jordin Sparks | Bleeding Love Leona Lewis | Listen To Your Heart DHT | Truly, Madly, Deeply Savage Garden | Hey There Delilah Plain White T’s | Saware Arijit Singh

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My Pathetic But Adorable Big Brother, Hiro: Part I

Older bro!Hiro & Younger bro!Tadashi AU

Prologue Here, Part 2 

AHAHAHAH it finally starts, at a snail’s pace….

Sa oide nasai odori nasai…

I can’t stop listening to this song and at some point this happened. And well, since we have reached fanart levels, I think it is safe to say this guy is currently my fav of the show.

Let’s see what happens later on.

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More Red Riding Hood AU things~

Been in an art slump recently and finals are coming, so updates might be a little slow T^T

  • marius: *starts singing during 'drink with me'*
  • me: mARIUS THIS SONG ISN'T ABOUT YOU AND YOUR LOVE LIFE
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The Parallels: Tweek vs Craig in 1906 | Stan vs Kyle in 1909

possible foreshadowing? (probably not but the show’s on hiatus so we can have some fun with this)

SUBWAY SLEEPER, pt. 21

FAQ  |  pt. 1  |  pt. 2  |  pt. 3  |  pt. 4  |  pt. 5  |  pt. 6  |  pt. 7  |  pt. 8  |  pt. 9  |  pt. 10  |  pt. 11  |  pt. 12  |  pt. 13  |  pt. 14  |  pt. 15  |  pt. 16  |  pt. 17  |  pt. 18  |  pt. 19  |  pt. 20


art, art, art, arrrrrrt.  okay, i’m done.  except.  also.  y’know.  ART!


Lydia’s a study in disinterest.  Gaze stretching out across campus, lips pursed in judgment of the impromptu Frisbee match forming on the quad, position oriented to scarcely acknowledge that she’s standing with Stiles.

Stiles is tempted to tell her to drop the act because once obsession with someone has been coded into his DNA, there’s not so much as a micro-expression that he’s likely to miss.  He’s definitely already caught on to and catalogued the shrewdness that has been attacking her face all day.  She knows something but she doesn’t know what she knows and she’s been hawk-eyed and predatory ever since she figured out that much.

Stiles is not going to encourage any of that, thanks much.  Side note: why is everyone around him comparable to some type of bird?  Not that he’s thinking about hummingbirds, because he isn’t.  He could be, but he’s not, because he’s in control of his brain and he’s decided: no.  Crap.  Firstly, he’s totally thinking about hummingbirds.  Second-of-ly, what kind of bird would that make him?  Oh man, probably some kind of friggin’ goose.

He hates geese.

Now he knows it’s likely because he’s subconsciously recognized a kinship to them.

“If you had to pick a feathered representation for me, it wouldn’t be a goose, right?”

Years of following his bullet-speed trains of thought has led to Lydia taking that completely in stride.  She doesn’t even bother to look up at him, hand fishing in her purse for her phone to check the time.  “A seabird probably,” she offers, lighting up the screen, “they’re clumsy on land.”

“Well that’s a self-esteem boost I didn’t know I needed,” Stiles says dryly.  “You’re a true humanitarian, Lyds.  Also, the correct answer was secret option C) some kind of dinosaur.  I would’ve preferred stegosaurus, for the record.”

She brushes the hair out of her face, glances at him.  “I could have said a hoatzin.”

Stiles has legitimately no idea what that is.  “Th… anks?”  He thinks. Probably.

“More commonly known as stinkbirds.  You’re welcome,” she confirms.  Her gaze is less glancing, more stripping and Stiles pretends not to notice.  “Expert deflection, Stiles, truly.”  She golf claps mockingly and Stiles glares back at her.  “Now what are you deflecting?”

“If I tell you, they’ll revoke my ‘expert’ status,” Stiles points out smartly, “And rip up my ribbon.  I can’t have that, I’ve already put it in the family newsletter.”

Keep reading

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So I was working on my beautiful PG Wing Zero that maowmaow93 got me for my birthday.  I finally finished the body and just had to snap it all together. I was so excited I snapped some pics.  The beer I was drinking is a convenient sense of scale.

Bonus:

please fogive me for using the same punchline twice

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goalie love 101 with professor hörnqvist: when presenting your goalie with pebbles game pucks, either be hella solemn or go all out; there is no in-between

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“I don’t like you, Linda. In fact, I hate you. And I hate your gross donuts.”

“I’ll just glare at you in the distance.”

“No, wait, you know what.”

“I’ll just write a report that says you should get kicked out of the Parents and Teachers Association. Cuz you suck that much.”

“I guess she didn’t like that…?”


TO BE CONTINUED??

Yo so remember before Fan Fiction aired we were like, “All I want in the world is for the Dean and Cas actresses to be off-stage girlfriends.”

And then we caught ourselves like, “No, we must not dare to dream so greatly, It’s too fanfictiony to be allowed.”

And then they were queer girlfriends anyway and we all collectively shed a tear because of how much Robbie Thompson gets this fandom?

Claire is in a hospital in Angel Heart, which was written by Robbie Thompson, and I am DARING TO DREAM of awkward pretend Destiel Dads as a cover.

I AM DREAMING THE BIGGEST DREAM AND I AM NOT APOLOGIZING.

Don’t let me down, Robbie.