#meme week answers

[dahliadagger]

sir you'll have to specify that a little

[itsjustlily]

Vanessa Morgan

One of my best friends. She’s truly a remarkable woman, and she’s extremely talented in everything she does. Someone I really look up to. @vanmorganx

[babyblueetbaemonster]

O great librarian please bestow your wisdom upon me.

[irosthings]

Happy late birthday Cam! 💗 I knew I was missing out on sth? So I had to look for the ask just to be sure 🥲

Like it's such a funny coincidence but their birthday date matches with Semana Santa/Holy week which it's actually kind of an (religious) important date/holidays week for us spanish speaking countries lol Anyways I love our bestie, so I had to!

Cam is from Keyframes by @blank-house

[babsvibes]

Conclusion:

[eemoo1o-kuroo]

found it on pinterest this is so real to me

Sk8 The Infinity: The anime you hyperfixate on that’s actually about a bunch of guys hyperfixating (they’re all overstimulated).

[identityquest]

MARAL PAJAMNAS 🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸 pleas

MARAL JAMMIES

outfit ask meme

[thebirdandhersong]

sometimes (very often) I just sit there like ?????????

[lunaetis]

@daemonry asked :

i'm at quite a loss for words. / eden !

I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU. || accepting

─「エデン」─  XIANZHOU LUOFU would always be a place where the trailblazer felt calm whenever she had time to visit. whether it was the location itself, the people there, the food, or a certain someone she always made time to see, that was left as a mystery. no matter the reason, she was reminded just how clean the air was, and how clear the sky was when they were underneath the countless stars. many things happened, many things changed, perhaps that was why she came back.

                she wanted to feel something familiar once more after all she had seen and been exposed to. a sanctuary, maybe ? one couldn't tell. as for the fact that she had roped the other to come with her without listening to his protest ? well ... she argued that food tasted better when shared with someone. the sky and stars looked brighter when she wasn't the one gazing up at them alone.

                it had always been like that with them, after all. one unconventional meet after another. if their first meet was them leaving a bite mark on each other ( that apparently lasted longer than a day, contrary to both their beliefs that it'd fade within a day ), then NOTHING was too weird, right ?

                i'm at quite a loss for words.

                his voice earned her attention, and the TRAILBLAZER made little to no attempt in addressing why she had her gloved hand over his own. actually, she didn't realize she had done that during them watching the starskiff passing them by. it was quite soothing, really, and it made her want to try PILOTING one. she could probably ask if they had any courses she could take. it does look fun.

                " what ? do you prefer me biting you instead of taking you out on a normal date ? " her eyes gleamed with playful yet adoring hint, lips pulled into a refreshing smile. if she had a tail, it'd be swaying slowly back and forth in contentment. her sentence would've made more sense if the both had agreed this was a date in the first place instead of her pulling him along. or was he referring to something else entirely ? her grin widened as she tightened her hand upon his own.

                " we've already left a mark on each other once, i'm sure the ice had already been broken. " that's all on you, eden !

[dkettchen]

[ameliapodcast]

TAP actually got me I'm greater Boston

And man

I think Kozlowski and Leon would get along like a house on fire

I love the phrase "like a house on fire". Would they destroy each other? Burn each other into the ground? Take over and absolutely mess up? Keep enabling each other? Do something that ends up with a place in ashes? So many options

-Intern

[salty-an-disco]

need to draw my birbs kissing, but no energy to draw my birbs kissing. pain and suffering on planet earth

[discount-kirishima]

Touched by angels though

I fall out of grace

I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day

(click for better quality 😭)

[djsadbean]

Hi! What's your favorite steven headcanon?

Hiyya! ✨ My favorite Steven headcanon is that above all else, he’s a protector.

He may be a lil sillay but I like to think he looks out for his students, even going out of his way to make sure they’re alright. With amazo’s presence, he’d also be on the look out for potential emergency situations to alert amazo (I also hc that he has a special hero communicator just for him)

[goldenpinof]

ive been thinking a lot about this horrible editing and honestly it feels like their editors only watched pinofs with the whole shuffle editing thing and decided that was dan and phil's Brand even tho those vids arent characteristic of what dnp vids actually are

ohhh, good comparison. pinof walked so today's fast-cutting culture could run. it's a pity dnp decided to revive dnpg now, instead of like 2 years ago. maybe it wouldn't be THAT bad. and the upload schedule would be easier, i guess, so the editors would have more time to focus on their work. idk where dnp are running to right now. both channels scream QUANTITY. they will have to pause dnpg because of the ceiling, for at least a week. or to stop filming in the editing room :)) but after that i expect them to return to 2-3 videos per week, which is fucking mental.

anyway, the views dropped quite a lot. i wonder if we will see some changes soon enough.

[widowshill]

57. Sacrifice, for Roger and Liz? please and thank you!

SEND A NUMBER & TWO CHARACTERS FOR A FIVE SENTENCE DRABBLE.

The lady of the hill thought of Dunsinane as she scrubbed, tirelessly, baking soda into faded green velvet — out! the spot of sin red with guilt upon the sofa, yet again her brother's desecration, and his sister's complicity. Roger, for lack of something to sip on with the bloodless governess asleep in her bed, lingered at the drapes and picked idly at fraying brocade.

"You knew it would happen," he accused, flatly, eyes trained out on the sea below rather than regard her, "you brought her here for it, Liz, don't tell me you didn't."

Elizabeth remained silent as she rose, satisfied at length with her work — hands worn now pink and acrid but the family heirloom made clean, with no memory save their own to stain.

"Be more careful with Miss Winters," she said, brief, warning; "I won't replace her."