I Hope Tomorrow Is Like Today

+maya. today is going to be a good day, and here's why - because today, at least you're you, and that's enough. credit

[shaperswar]

what is this, wash and wear?

[cindersart]

this is as finished as it’s ever going to get so, here. have an annabeth :D

[hayloft-a-creakin-deactivated20]

HOLY CRAP THIS IS FRICKING INCREDIBLE OMG!

[vanwizard]

NOT IN MY HOUSE (insp)

[pavarios]

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“Haven’t you any candygrams of hers? ANY CANDYGRAMS?”

[anxiouspineapples]

all my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming

[kitanra]

trinatrinatrinatr

what a nice mom

[badpjoideas]

a single g note plays every time nico walks into a room

[transannabeth]

my friend siobhan did this lovely cover of part of requiem and asked me to do an animatic for it, and i was happy to oblige!

[miraculousstorytelling]

What Baking Can Do

Happy birthday @zoenightstars! I hope you’ve had an absolutely lovely day! :)

The smell of flour had always been soothing. Even on days she was up before the sun, mixing and preparing and dividing and shaping her way through an endless supply of dough, Marinette enjoyed that familiar, subtle scent filling the air.

The sound of dough on metal was equally comforting as she mechanically ran through the motions of weighing and slapping and folding and tossing aside each piece, preparing it for the oven. Following this familiar routine kept her thoughts from wandering too far while she calculated how many of each sort of bread the bakery would need that day.

“Marinette?”

Marinette jumped, dropping her dough cutter and knocking over a small bag of flour in the process. She grimaced and turned to face her mother. “I’ll clean that up. Sorry, Mama, I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up yet.”

“I thought I heard something down here.” Sabine looked over at Marinette’s handiwork. “You’ve been busy.”

“I couldn’t sleep.” Marinette shrugged. “I figured I might as well do something productive.”

“Is this about your crush?” Sabine asked, handing Marinette a broom while she scooped up the dough cutter.

“Well, yes.” Marinette frowned, sweeping up the fallen dough. “But, um, about that…”

“Have you talked to her yet?”

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[reyxa]

When He Sees Me

Gift for @zoenightstars

AO3

i love u maya this is a horrible fic and im sorry also i sold myself out and wrote a coffeeshop au and completed the trifecta im a little ashamed of myself for being That Fic Author with an art school au, a flowershop au, and a coffeeshop au but what are you gonna do. happy birthday maya i hope u have a lovely day!

“You’re kidding!” Alya laughed through Marinette’s phone. “Coming in on time at least once won’t kill you, Marinette.”

Marinette rolled her eyes, her flats tapping insistently on the hardwood floor. “I know, I know! I know that it’s just… I was running late when I left so I thought…”

“So you thought you might as well have another silent flirting session with the cute barista anyway?” Alya’s tone became teasing and suggestive which made Marinette huff her bangs from her eyes.

Her eyes flicked up to the cute barista in question her heart humming in her chest. Their interactions were simple and brief but still left her reeling. A morning pas de deux that left her blushing and smiling so wide her cheeks hurt.

This particular morning though, Marinette found herself spending much too long humming and twirling around her room, picturing a certain blond barista sweeping her around the room and laughter coloring her plain walls. Minutes ticked by and Marinette, absorbed in her fantasies, ended up throwing herself out the door and tripping as she ran to her internship.

She passed her favorite cafe, heart thundering as she caught sight of a blond head of hair. Before she knew it, her feet led her past the glass doors to stand in the queue. The line of frustrated adults tapping their feet and checking their watches. The line that nearly stretched to the back wall.

“Hello? Marinette?”

Marinette jolted from her reverie. “Yeah! Sorry, sorry, were you saying something?”

“You have it bad. Just ask him for his number, would you?”

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[toastyhat-deactivated20180203]

So pleased to finally be finished!!  This is the full video–just the first verse + chorus–but the full song works really well for Six of Crows and you should listen to it!  And also read the Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo because those are them Good Books. uOu/

Some notes: Wylan’s burning a letter and yep, that’s his dad.  Yep, that’s Jarl Brum’s gloved hand that appears before the wolf.  Inej’s knives should’ve been dark for maximum stealth, I just liked the shine too much.  In retrospect, I wish I’d given Kaz a proper limp.

Programs Used: Toon Boom Studio 4.5, Adobe Photoshop CS6 Song: Trouble by Valerie Broussard (available on Spotify!)

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[pplutos]

“you have no power over me. i am the lord of spirits! the ghost king!”

[j-murphy]

That Perseus always won. That’s why my mom had named me after him, even though he was a son of Zeus and I was a son of Poseidon. The original Perseus was one of the only heroes in the Greek myths who got a happy ending. The others died—betrayed, mauled, mutilated, poisoned, or cursed by the gods. My mom hoped I would inherit Perseus’s luck. Judging by how my life was going so far, I wasn’t real optimistic.

[driedsquidfairy]

YA LIT MEME:  [2/10] series or books → Percy Jackson & the Olympians by Rick Riordan 

[thecottonproject]

Now what have we learned in the span of three minutes?

[daayo0-deactivated20190206]

boi

[keepfeedingthebears-deactivated]

i feel like they won’t feel safe for a while after tartarus.