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'If perfect practice makes the master, but the masters are allowed to make mistakes.
It leaves a paradoxical situationary complication that negatively affects the missteps I make'
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Lil birdie and his eldritch demon (build in friend) !!!
probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
THIS. THIS IS EXCELLENT. THIS IS WHAT I LIVE FOR.
Now, I know this is not my usual content of action sequences.... But this was in my heart. I love me some 1980s and Donnie. It just works. Inspiration comes from the amazing Vee aka @risestarkissomega! Thank you for the wonderful fashion consultant! I had a lot of fun with this! Hope you do too! The Fashion Advice! Master Post
I suspect someone’s already done something similar but I’ve never been this fucking salty about a piece of armor before so here we are
Pairings: Dream/Morpheus/Sandman x Reader Word Count: ~9.6k Warnings: NSFW, smut, p in v sex, fingering, slight praise kink, vanilla sex, reader almost gets mugged(?), female reader. A/N: DAMN IT! I said I wasn’t going to fall for Dream, and then I did. I swear, it wasn’t on purpose. I really hope this doesn’t flop, I put a lot of effort into this and this man is so precious, he deserves so much more!!! Anyway, thank you and enjoy!
You were running.
You were always running, longing for peace in the dream world so that you could escape your strife in the real world. But that wasn’t an option.
Because, here you were, running in a dream that’s meant to be of your own control. Every waking hour, you spend your days looking over your shoulder in fear that he may have crossed over, found you again to torment you and finally bring your time to an end. Every night, you fall asleep and run from the nightmarish creature that tortures you with a sadistic game of cat and mouse.
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I present you my animatic today I hope y'all will enjoy it
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Headcanons for Haters anatomy! Ive had these floating about and decided to finally jot them down properly!
Its mostly weird and icky jelly stuff that changes in consistency and even opacity depending on its function and purpose. It resides within his bones for the most part but seeps out whenever he gets a cut or injured or needs some extra protection, so it gets extra goopy and bad when something makes its way past the layers of bone and into the system within. The first time he got properly sick in the skullship it was a nightmare for the little guys. (Picture sm similar to that scene in Howls Moving Castle)
But this does help explain how hes so immune to Captain Tim and their scratches and bites and acid fuelled "kisses". Hes doing alot of repairing and rebuilding without even realising. As well as the jelly being very effective against most types of acids and keeping any other unwanted inruders out of his system.
Very little is known about how he functions and he barely knows how he works himself despite years of being alive so its quite a scare when he actually does get properly hurt or sick. His senses are also pretty dull on the outer layers, which definitely didn't influence his relationship to pain and torturing and not getting why his fleshy companions make such a big deal out of it.
But the sudden sensory input when the jelly gets involved can be surprising and even upsetting, anything more than a loose flowy robe is suddenly really annoying and distracting to wear. A little like moving from the amount of sensation in ones teeth, to the amount of sensation in the gums.
a part for a map :)
I dearly wish that people would view their bodies as they view flowers…
Veins everywhere?
gorgeous~
Skin patches? Birthmarks?
hella rad~
Scars? Stretch marks?
beautiful~
Freckles? Moles? Acne scars?
heckie yeah~
Large? Curvy?
lovely~
Small? Thin?
charming~
Missing a few pieces?
handsome as ever~
Feel like you just look weird?
you’re fantastic looking~