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"Fly Me Away" A journey through the sky to a new adventure. ~~~~~~~~~~ This was a entry for a @huiontablet contest and i thought i would post it here as well! ~~~~~~~~~~ #art #art2k19 #illastration #sunset #huion #flymeaway https://www.instagram.com/calyrificarts/p/BvrY7anFo7H/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11ysj4dp5nwdu

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"The Moon Needs Her Sun To Shine" ~~~~~~~~~ #art2k19 #art #illastration #sun #moon #themoonneedshersuntoshine #blue #greyhair https://www.instagram.com/calyrificarts/p/BvrYDp2FUBW/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pgnjxq7w8jgx

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All Roses Have Thorns ~~~ I nust finshed this last night and am super happy with it! And i know i havent posted and digital art in a hot minute so yeah! ~ Caly <3 ~~~~ #art2k19 #art #digitalart #pastel #roses #allroseshavethorns #oc #originalcharacter https://www.instagram.com/calyrificarts/p/BvUdRm-lmFp/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=d1vqgeme4li7

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THOR IS ALL OF US

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Thought i would share some eye studies i did at the eye doc the other day! ~~~ #art #art2k19 #pencilsketches #sketches #studies #eyestudies https://www.instagram.com/calyrificarts/p/Buhiu4SFq_h/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1f5sz7592844u

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Ok but pre-accident Stephen Strange would be an absolute legend at Jenga

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*ovaries explode and she dies from the hotness*

Finn Jones. The Defenders premiere. Suit and a smile? OH.MY.GOD.

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Finn Jones in a suit (as Danny Rand). Not sure about the shoes but the man pulls it off. :)

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New Year, Same Me - Danny Rand/Reader

Long windows lining the eastern wall let in all the morning sun, warming the already body temperature sheets she was cocooned in. She could tell without opening her eyes that the space next to her was empty, but she reached out anyway, feeling the burn in her muscles with every movement. Danny’s side was cool, as expected, a welcome contrast to the heat that was beginning to get a little too much.

She rolled over away from the windows and grabbed for her phone on the bedside table. Her hand met paper before the cold glass of her phone screen; a white origami lily. She turned it over in her fingers, touching the points of the petals softly, a smile sliding onto her face, then swapped it for her phone.

January 1, 2018. New year, same me, she thought bitterly. An image of Danny’s face popped into her mind giving her that look that he was so good at, the one she got when she said something depreciating about herself. She referred to as “kicked puppy.” It was a mixture of disapproval and hurt; he always said it made him sad that she couldn’t see herself the way he did.

She untangled her legs from their sheets and stretched. She could smell coffee in the other room.

Danny wasn’t in the kitchen, but half a pot of coffee waited for her along with a large mason jar on the island counter. Next to it sat a bright pink origami heart with the words “open me” scribbled across the front. She hated to ruin it, because she knew she’d never be able to fold it back together, but she did as she was instructed.

I wanted to give this to you in person, but you looked so peaceful that I didn’t want to wake you. I know you wondered what I was doing every time I’d make those tiny paper stars that you said reminded you of the soot sprites in Spirited Away. This is what they were for.

When you feel sad, or feel like you have no worth, open one of these stars and I’ll be with you, no matter where I am, to tell you how much you mean to me. I love you. Happy new year. Here’s to one full of happiness.

She smoothed the pink paper out on the counter, biting her lip against the wave of emotion she was hit with. Danny was too good for her. As soon as the thought entered her mind, she reached for the jar, twisting the lid and taking out a purple and green patterned puffy star. She flipped it around in her hand until she found the end of the strip of paper, then pulled it open gently until it was unraveling in her fingers. Danny’s handwriting greeted her again.

Today you made me watch Harry Potter. I watched you more than the movie. Your eyes lit up the whole time. You’re beautiful.

She grabbed another star and tugged it open.

Your chocolate chip cookies are the best I’ve ever had. No lie.

That made her laugh, breaking the tension that had been building in her shoulders, weighted down with emotion. She stuffed the two strips of paper back into the jar and haphazardly folded the heart to go in with them, then secured the lid back on top. She cradled it against her chest as she walked back through the apartment to the bedroom, still hugging it as she grabbed her phone and tucked herself into Danny’s side of the bed. She hit the phone icon next to his name.

New year, same me, but that’s okay.

She heard the smile in his voice when he answered. He was a little breathless, as if he was excited that she had called. “Hey.”

Because I have Danny Rand to help me realize my worth.

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Like same

“I’m just going to sit here and wait for Iron Fist’s fanfics. Thank you.”

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Secretary

Day 1

– Good morning, Mr Rand. – I said, when he passed by my desk.

– Good mor- Wait, who are you? – he replied looking at me, confused.

I smiled, stooding up.

– I’m Y/N Y/L/N. Your new secretary.

– And… where is Megan?

– Home. Pregnant.

– Why wasn’t I aware of this situation?

I shrugged.

– I got called just yesterday, Mr Rand.

He nodded.

– I see. – he smiled. – Well, welcome to Rand Enterprises. I hope you enjoy your stay. If you need anything just tell me, okay?

I nodded, siting again, as he left to his office.

Day 8

– Y/N, I need you! – I heard from Danny’s office.

– Coming!

I got in there, seeing Danny all dressep up in a light brown suit, with his tie all messed up.

– I think I still haven’t learnt how to do this.

I laughed, getting closer to him and taking the tie in my hands. I started to knot it, while he was looking at me.  

– I like your eyes. What color are they? It seems like they change everyday.

– They’re kind of brown mixed with green. I’m not really sure either – I laughed, and he smiled.

I finished knotting the tie and took a step back.

– You look great, Mr Rand.

– Thank you. Now, I have to leave, or I’ll be late. Thanks for helping me.

– No problem. That’s why I’m here.

He smiled, nodded and left. I sighed, going back to my desk and siting on the chair, ready to keep sending mails.

Day 24

I was tying on my keyboard, as fast as I could, when someone placed his hands on my shoulders, scaring me.

I looked back, seeing a smiling Danny.

– If you ever do that again, I swear I will hang your from your tie.

He laughed.

– I’m having a break for lunch. Do you want to join me?

– Okay. – I said, smiling. I took my purse and stood up. – Let’s go.

We left the building, walking slowly.

– So… where do you want to go? – Danny asked.

– I’d kill for a McDonald’s burger right now.

– Then McDonald’s will be.

– Yes! – I celebrated, raising my fist to the air.

We were to the nearest McDonald’s talking about this and that.

– What do you want? – he said, standing on the queue.

– The biggest one. I’m starving.

He laughed, and oredered our food. We sit on a table, one in front of the other, and started eating.

– So, how’s job? – he asked.

I smiled.

– Well, at least my boss is nice.

– He is?

– Yeah, he has been since the beggining. I don’t want to leave now.

– I bet they don’t want to loose you neither.

I shrugged.

– I don’t know. I hope I can stick there after Megan comes back. Not just for the money. It’s… a good job. They’re nice and… I have good views!

– Good views?

– Yeah. My boss’ office is in front of my desk, so…

He blushed, and I laughed.

– Well – he said, with a high pitched voice. – I bet he also thinks he has good views.

– I hope so – I said, smiling.

Day 39

I was at Dann’y office. Everyone had left already, but us. We had ordered chinese food and were eating, siting on the floor. We were watching the news, when this Daredevil vigilante new appeared.

– I don’t understand this vigilantes. – I said. – Don’t they have a family? Friends Partners? Don’t they think of them when they go out? About how it would affect them if they died?

Danny looked at me.

– Maybe they don’t. They’re kind of lonely wolves, or something…

– Oh, come on, Rand. Everyone has someone who cares about them.

– Yeah, you’re right, but…

– I’m nt cricticizing them, I’m just saying I don’t understand them. If I knew someone I care about is risking his life out there… I don’t know if I could live with that. – He nodded, looking at the ground. – Are you okay?

– Yeah, it’s just… I’m just tired. – he said, smiling. – Let’s… clean up and go home, okay?

– You can go if you want. I’d take care of this.

He shook his head. – I’ll help.

I nodded, standing up and taking my heels from the floor and puting them on my foot, meanwhile he took the boxes we had on the floor.

Day 45

The phone rang, and I took it, placing it on my ear.

– Rand Enterprises, how can I help you?

– Y/N, it’s Danny. I’m late, and I need you to do something for me.

– Tell me.

– Go to my office and open the second drawer on the left. I have a blue envelope there. Open it and tell me what is there inside.

– Okay…

I went to his office and took the envelope. I opened it, and a sheet of pape fell to the floor. I bowed to take it, and saw the little handwritten note.

“Would you like to have dinner with me tonight? - Danny”

I smiled.

– I have it. – I said.

– And… what’s your answer?

– Yes.

– Great… – he whispered. – After work?

I looked at my outfit. I guessed it was as good as anything else.

– After work.

– Okay. See you in ten.

I laughed again. See you.

Day 47

– Y/N! – I heard behind me. I turned back, seeing Danny running to me. – Y/N, I’m so sorry about yesterday. I thought I’d have my agenda cleared up, but something happened and I…

– It’s okay, Danny. I get it, you’re a busy man.

– No, Y/N, listen to me… – he placed his hand in my arm. – Let’s go to my office… I’ll explain everything to you there.

– I have work to do.

– Well, I’m your boss, and I say you aren’t going to your desk until you talk to me.

I sighed.

– Fine.

He nodded, and dragged me to the elevator, and then, to his office.

– I have something to tell you.

– Yeah, I got that a while ago…

He started unbuttoning his shirt.

– Danny! What are you-

– Look. – he said, pointing at his chest.

I raised my eyebrow.

– You have a tattoo, so what? I have two…

– It’s not… It’s not a tattoo, Y/N. At least not a normal one. This “tattoo”, as you call it, it’s a signal. A signal of who I am.

– Are you a dragon, or something?

– No! Stop taking this as a joke, please. I’m trying to explain you something…

– Okay, okay.

– Y/N. I’m the Iron Fist. I’m the Guardian of K’un-Lun, and the enemy of the Hand. That’s why I didn’t show up yesterday. I was trying to protect this city, and my own, from the Hand.

I laughed.

– Okay. First, I don’t even know what the fuck you’re talking me about, Danny. What in hell is an Iron Fist, and who is that Hand!? And where is K’un-Lun? Because I have studied Geography for many years and I have never… Wow.

I made myself shut when I saw Danny’s fist glow.

– Do you believe me now?

– I… I…

– Y/N, listen to me – he put both his hands, now normal, in my cheeks. – I get if this is too much for you. But listen, I really like you, and I’d love to date you. But I also love my cities, and I have to protect them. Both New York and K’un-Lun. So, if this is overwhelming you, you can leave now and I will…

I stopped him, kissing him. He kissed me back, and took me by my waist. I put my arms around his neck, going deeper in the kiss. After a few minutes, we split.

– I can handle it. I can handle you going there and fight this… Arm.

– Hand – he said, laughing.

– Yeah, the Hand. I can handle it. As long as you promise me you’ll come back to me. Always.

– I promise. I’d never let you go, Y/N.

I smiled, kissing him again.

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TOS

I am the original writer of The Sims 4 version of the 100 Baby Challenge. You must credit me and link back to this post if you repost this challenge anywhere or write another version based on mine. I hate to be bitchy about this but writing and updating these challenges is laborious and time consuming and I’m fed up with people copy-pasting my hard work and slapping their own name on it.

Objective

Your objective for this challenge is to give birth to 100 children in as few generations as possible. The challenge ends as soon as the 100th child is born or if you fail the challenge for breaking rules.

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TOS

I am the original writer of The Sims 4 version of the 100 Baby Challenge. You must credit me and link back to this post if you repost this challenge anywhere or write another version based on mine. I hate to be bitchy about this but writing and updating these challenges is laborious and time consuming and I’m fed up with people copy-pasting my hard work and slapping their own name on it.

Objective

Your objective for this challenge is to give birth to 100 children in as few generations as possible. The challenge ends as soon as the 100th child is born or if you fail the challenge for breaking rules.

Keep reading

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Why can i relate to this?

someones mom: make yourself at home, would you like something to drink?

me: *very dry mouth like spongebob in sandy’s tree dome*

me: no thank you

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SPICY ARMPITS

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Can i just say the Skrulls look feckin awsome

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oh damn 

I always say that the times in my life when I’ve been happiest are the times when I’ve seen, like, a sunset.