#whoever this is about? haha :))

[breakbleheavens]

You're on your own, kid Yeah, you can face this You're on your own, kid You always have been.

HAPPY 33RD BIRTHDAY TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT Born December 13, 1989 in Reading, Pennsylvania.

[sysig]

Two big softies(?) (Patreon)

[helianthus-tarot]

Quotes that remind me of the planetary archetypes

Sun: “You playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightening about shrinking so that others won’t feel uncomfortable around you. As you let your own light shine, you indirectly give others permission to do the same.” — Marianne Williamson

Moon: “If you think about why any story moves us, it’s because of a quaking moment of recognition. It’s never the shock of the new, it’s the shock of the familiar.” — Joshua Oppenheimer

Mercury: “I didn’t say I liked it. I said it fascinated me. There is a great difference.” — Oscar Wilde

Venus: “I treat myself like I would my daughter. I brush her hair, wash her laundry, tuck her in goodnight. Most importantly, I feed her. I do not punish her. I do not berate her, leave tears staining her face. I do not leave her alone. I know she deserves more. I know I deserve more.” — Michelle K.

Mars: “I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest.” — Henry David Thoreau

Jupiter: “If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up people to collect wood and don’t assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.” — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Saturn: "There is nothing more glorious on the face of the earth than someone who refuses to give up, who refuses to give in to their most self-hating, discouraged, disillusioned self, and instead learns, slowly and painfully, how to relish the feeling of building a hut in middle of the suffocating dust.”— Heather Havrilesky

Neptune: “When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.” — Anaïs Nin

Uranus: “We cannot live in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a home. Part of the terror is to take back our own listening. To use our own voice. To see our own light.” — Hildegard von Bingen

Pluto: “You will burn and you will burn out; you will be healed and come back again.” ― Fyodor Dostoevsky

[steakout-05]

huegehgshhgeehu big slappy

[aurevell]

Returning the Favor Sterek | 5k | T

Stiles pays a nighttime visit to his boyfriend in secret, or so he thinks. Unfortunately, the Hale family has keener ears than he realizes.

It’s late when Derek hears the noise at the side of the house. A creak of siding that cuts through the backdrop of cricket song. Just one lone sound, but there’s something cautious about it. Probing.

He lowers the book he’s reading, but no other sounds follow. Derek has been lying sprawled across his bed, drowsy and warm and comfortable, sweatpant-clad legs resting against the wall—but now that he’s conscious of the sound, his focus sharpening, he thinks he’s been hearing quiet noises grow nearer for some time without quite comprehending them. A wild animal outside, maybe, creeping slowly around the foundation of the house. Something large enough that the mulch in the flower bed crunches beneath its weight.

It’s not often that a solitary animal grows bold enough to venture this close to a werewolf pack—the scent always scares them off first. They don’t even get raccoons out here, especially not with the cold this time of year. It could always be their cousin Warren, who’s always thought it funny to startle his relatives with unexpected visits in the dead of night. Or any one of the nasty things in Uncle Peter’s wild stories, supernatural things that creep into the house come dark.

Derek glances at the window, book still resting on his chest, but the house is still.

Maybe it’s gone. That’s just as well: he’s too comfortable to drag himself over to the window to look.

And then another sound comes, an unmistakable creak. Heavy weight settling into place.

Downstairs, his mother sighs. “What was that?” she demands, her voice faint with distance. She and his dad are likely out on the porch swing at this time of evening, even though it’s nearly winter, lunatics that they are. “If Laura and Cora are at it again—”

“I’m sure they aren’t, Tal,” Derek’s father replies, sounding amused. “You put the fear of god in them.”

Mom scoffs. “If we have to repair another door, it’s coming out of their pockets.”

“Not everything is my fault, Mom,” Cora mutters pointedly from down the hall. There’s heavy metal coming from the vicinity of Laura’s bedroom, just low enough to be blasting from her headphones, and she doesn’t pipe up to defend herself.

The thing hasn’t gone away. Metal squeaks a moment later, and then the scrabbling returns, punctuated by a thump and a muffled grunt.

Annoyed, Derek tosses the book aside and clambers to his feet, crossing over to the window. When he hoists up the sash, letting the night chill waft in, he peers down into the dark and finds that the source is worse than anything he could have imagined.

It’s his boyfriend, scaling the side of the house like some deranged cat burglar.

Stiles is hanging onto the drainpipe, having managed to hoist himself several feet off the ground. He’s leaning against the metal awning over the kitchen window, one foot atop the shutter and the other scrabbling for purchase against the siding. At the clatter of Derek’s opening window, he looks up, startled, and nearly loses his balance.

“What are you doing here?” Derek hisses.

“Just returning the favor.” With a moment to catch himself against the awning, Stiles gets his bearing and grins. “What? Don’t make that face. C’mon, you can show up at all hours of the night, but turnabout isn’t fair play?”

With that, he sticks his tongue between his teeth, which he sometimes does unconsciously when something demands his full attention. And the perilous task of climbing should get his full attention, given how often he stumbles when both of his feet are on the ground. God, Derek is about to witness his idiot boyfriend fall to his death or something.

Stiles heaves himself mostly onto the awning, clawing for purchase with a grunt. When he reaches for the window, he loses his grip, nearly sliding backward onto the grass; in a flash of panic, Derek grabs him by his shirt and yanks him forward.

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” he demands, aware of their volume and even more aware of their audience.

The awning rattles as Stiles draws up his long legs to slip inside the window feet first, ducking under the sash. He’s panting a little as he pulls himself upright, though he bats his eyes sweetly in the face of Derek’s scowl. “Oh, please. I knew you’d catch me. ‘My hero,’ and all that.”

“Should have let you fall and die,” Derek retorts, shutting the window.

“Probably. Oh man, that was so athletic. Sometimes, I amaze myself.”

Derek doesn’t have anything smart to say to that. He’s only half paying attention, too busy bracing for the discussion sure to follow.

He and Stiles may as well have stomped up and down the stairs blowing air horns as far as the rest of the house goes. Everyone will have heard. Derek is absolutely sure because you can hear a pin drop, like no one’s even moving, like everyone’s waiting with bated breath—either gleeful or judgmental or both—to hear what comes next. Even Laura’s deafening headphones have gone silent. Fuck.

Worst of all…Stiles doesn’t know any of this. He doesn’t yet know about the secret the Hale family hides, or how keenly they can hear, or that every word he says will be seized up and cheerfully dissected and gossiped about in real time.

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[starrysharks]

writing 5 page encyclopedias on my ocs and their stupid backstories is so fun but writing the story itself oooooh i can't stand the writing the story itself

[ctkira]

some tiny mechanicshipping

i tried to draw some pixane and then added nya bc i had been thinking about samuraishipping and then at that point i was like. well. might as well add jay. anyway they all love each other soo much. a truly gross amount. i care about them so much and also love dressing up characters in outfits. 

(the 2nd pic is transparent btw)

[reshramlove1ob]

Ah, yes! All my years of drawing terrible kissing scenes have payed off.

On an unrelated note, tried a new lineart brush and shading brush! I think it looks better this way ^^

[coquelicoq]

my family being the poster child for divorce is interesting because on the one hand there are several people who child me considered just regular family members who are now no longer in my life in any capacity which was really destabilizing but on the other hand now as an adult the concept of relationships changing and ending is so normal to me and i feel like that's actually a really useful outlook to have. also, the fact that several of my relatives' current significant others annoy the crap out of me is more bearable because it's like, wellllll, just give them a few years and they'll be outta here. lol.

[nari-writes]

Concept: for a charity drive, Superboy decides to auction off a day spent hanging out with him, flaunting the flight and previous dating experience. He absolutely does not take into account that Lex has more than enough money to bid on the day with him, and since it's not organised by the JLA, he has no good reason for why he doesn't want a Very Respected And Rich Billionaire to be donating to the charity drive - so he asks Bart, Cassie, and Tim to help him figure something out. Potentially if before an identity reveal Bart and Cassie get to be throwing out as many crazy ideas as they can think of, while Tim is just there like: okay (this is an easy fix) (I will just bid on him. Problem solved). And just kinda....forgets? That it'll be a bit Weird? Because he'll know Kon but Kon won't know him? And that Kon will also play up his normal brashness and try and act all Superboy, instead of Kon-el, Robin's friend.

OR if after an identity reveal: you can have Tim being like: okay. I can do this. I'll be SOOOO normal about Kon having advertised this as a date/cool hang out time/DATE WITH SUPERBOY. Kon asking him for direct help and Tim caves because what's he supposed to do? Let his best friend awkwardly have to hang out with Lex?

And then Kon playing up the flirtiness and teasing because he knows Tim can't respond/this is how he "probably" would act around a civvy who'd wanted to hang out with him on a "date". :3c

[rabbithexrt]

the lovely @enchantedvistas tagged me, thank you so much ♥ rules: pick a song for every letter of your URL and tag that many people Rule the world by Skott Anoana by Heilung Be all things by Chelsea Wolfe Blood in the wine by Aurora In my feelings by Lana del Rey Tuletoits by Kerli Harpy Hare by Yaelokre Eat your young by Hozier X by System of A Down Ritual by Nytt Land The unwanted animal by The amazing Devil tagging the amazing @sugaryewscythe @sailorsparkle @xjackiethedevilx @cuttlefishbones @untetheredspirit @the-thimble @ambrosineee @snowandsage @gloryfore @freshpickle and whoever reads this and wants to do it ( pls tag me, so I can see ♥ )

[sysig]

He needs so much attention, all the time (Patreon)

[cloudcountry]

thinking about the anon that came into my inbox yesterday saying shit about how i was ignorant and how i should "look at ww2" like that example doesn't completely contradict their point.

[wriochilde]

yeah? yeah? the sakutaro you know and love huh? is that so? poor sakutaro would never do that?

[abeinginsand]

From what I remember, its never stated why Hero goes to another high-school. But I like to imagine its because the school offers some class or club that she was really interested in! And maybe when she first mentioned wanting to go there, her parents weren’t all that sold on the idea (out of concern etc). She wins them over with this huge presentation just for them in the living room one night, showing her power point on the tv and maybe its purposefully silly in some areas (many memes and inside family jokes)?  Its clear she’s passionate and excited, and by the end--they are about as excited (and proud) as she is  Also she totally does that pushing glasses up anime gesture thing when she presents