#askthe

[jay-the-lightningboy]

Soo, do you still like cotton candy? *offers an unnecessary big cotton candy*

((Had to go to traditional art because my wacom stopped working *cries in Spanish*))

[ask-the-purple-minion]

Meryen, the constructor minion, she build and repair stuff for the minions (btw, a girl, so rare from me!)

[ask-the-purple-minion]

Zaunite Sion (I don’t know what to draw and this is one of the few ideas that pass in my mind)

[godmadeaterribleerror]

So I just saw a blooper reel for the boys and the accent Changes are so giggly!! I can imagine an outtake for like princess and homelander but they just break out into giggles cus cus of a wrong line or messed up fight sequence

I just keep thinking about the things you’ve hinted for Jensen x reader in the future and now it’s got me thinking of little things every time I seen out takes or interviews with Jensen 😭 I’m so excited

Also happy Thursday!!

MY GREATEST FEAT: infiltrating real life interviews with my yapping.

THANK YOU!!!! HAPPY THURSDAY!!!!

[idg-a-hufflefk]

A Midsummer Night’s Dream Act 1 Sc 1

We enter a tale of lovers, caught in the heat of romance and a summer’s eve. Hermia, daughter of Eugus, has been ordered by her father before the King of Athens, Theseus, to marry Demetrius, a youth of her father’s choosing, or die. This troubles her, and particularly her favored suitor- a young man by the name of Lysander, who she loves deeply.

After much pleading on all parts- Hermia and Lysander for their love, Demetrius for the love of fair Hermia, and Eugus for his right as her father, it is declared that Hermia and Demetrius must wed or she will face execution, despite Lysander’s pleading. Alone at last, the lovers make a plan. 

Lysander: 

 Why are you so pale? 

Hermia: 

which I could easily provide given all my tears…

Lysander:

Either the lovers are of different classes—

Hermia: Oh, what an obstacle that would be! Imagine being too high on the social ladder,

Lysander:

Or, even if the lovers are a good match, their love might be ruined by war, death, or sickness, so that the affair only lasts an instant. 

 Lasting only as long as it takes a lightning bolt to flash across the sky. 

Hermia: If true lovers are always thwarted, then it must be a rule of fate.It’s as normal a part of love as 

 So, listen, Hermia. I have an aunt who is a widow, who’s very rich and doesn’t have any children. She lives about twenty miles from Athens, and she thinks of me as a son. 

I have a plan.. If you love me, sneak out of your father’s house tomorrow night and meet me in the forest a few miles outside of town. You remember the place—I met you there once with Helena to celebrate May Day.—

I swear by Cupid’s strongest bow and his best gold-tipped arrow,and by all the promises that men have broken (and men have broken more promises than women have ever made). I give you my word-

Excited about their plan, the young lovers part. Hermia, on her way home encounters her best friend, Helena, and tells her of the plan. Helena is very much in love with Demetrius, but her affections have been unreturned in favor of Hermia. This, she makes the plan to tell her love, thinking he will give up on his promised bride….

~END SCENE~

[melodyandpond]

Warning

Between work, studies, a musical, social life and that now I have much more threads than when I started, I will be getting slower. Do not worry though, I have every thread saved and will not drop them.

[ask-isperia-blog]

Yeva/Garruk, quadrants or otherwise.

This would almost certainly be <3. Or, at least, an attempt.

Garruk is hardly interested in a sexual relationship, while Yeva is opposite. While the emotions may be there, it would not be passionate enough for either of them to feel comfortable.

[termlnallycaprlclous]

Starter for: asktheguardianofstories

Jason woke up feeling dizzy, wondering where he was. He laid on the ground, absorbing his surroundings. /What was the last thing I was doing?/Jason thought while he tried to retrace his steps. “Am I dreaming?” He continually thought, ‘till he came back to remembering his last action, reading a small novel about a boy and his dog. /How cliché./