((Four. Fucking. Years. I have been trying to draw a night fury-esque face from an angle other than profile for four years.
Despite being a salamence here, Matthias is a night fury in the HTTYD universe
and fucking
I didn’t draw him often at all but fOUR YEARS
I’M SORRY I JUST NEEDED TO SHARE THIS MOMENT WITH SOMEONE BECAUSE
FOUR YEARS))

((Four. Fucking. Years. I have been trying to draw a night fury-esque face from an angle other than profile for four years.

Despite being a salamence here, Matthias is a night fury in the HTTYD universe

and fucking

I didn’t draw him often at all but fOUR YEARS

I’M SORRY I JUST NEEDED TO SHARE THIS MOMENT WITH SOMEONE BECAUSE

FOUR YEARS))

Anonymous sent: Talmin, I need to speak with you. Please. ((Wallace))

pocketparade:

*the porygon-z is only mildly startled to hear Wallace’s voice, however when he tilts back to be able to look up at the other, something in his face changes. There’s a strange flash of recognition, his eyes glowing a pitch brighter as he appears to recall something before slowly closing his book and offering a polite smile.*

I’m all yours Wally, what’s on your mind?

It’s about what’s happened over the last few months- weeks- whichever time period you remember most clearly.

You knew me. You knew it was going to happen, didn’t you- to both Cedric and I? *Wallace knew the answer, he’d like to think that he wasn’t THAT stupid. They were more statements than anything, or just him trying to postpone the inevitable. He was decently terrified of the answer, but he… he had to know. Something just told him that he did, that knowing was better than being left to dwell on mystery for the rest of his life*

… And I need to- 

I suppose the fact stands that, whether I want to believe it or not, it’s… it’s been almost 90 years, you know???

And I-… I’m not at all great at handling death, I’m sure I’ve already made that obvious, but just- I need to be sure

*He never understood why he couldn’t just be upfront about subjects like death; he’s always been like that and was never fully able to grow out of it, but a large part of it was also that he just didn’t want to bring up the topic to Talmin; Wallace had no idea how much of an impact it might have on him and, selfishly, he just didn’t want to accept the fact that so many of the people he’d met and seen were dead. It couldn’t happen again. Not again. He wasn’t strong enough.*

((A THOUGHT????))

((So apparently that Atsushi guy from the basketball anime is exactly as tall as Wallace is. Down to the centimetre, actually. They’re both like… 208cm??????? I think that’s like 6’9” so ye

I wonder what would happen if they met, but I feel like Wallace really would not be entirely fond of him, given what I know about Atsushi so far (which… actually isn’t a lot but wHATEVER)

I can’t speak for Wallace, but I’d be curious to see how that might go down, since it’s not like Atsushi can use height for intimidation of… whatever the hell he does

i don’t even know man like seriously astsushi what is your damage))

(❁´◡`❁)*✲゚*

1.Do you want a boyfriend or girlfriend?
2.When did your last hug take place?
3.Are you a jealous person?
4.Are you tired right now?
5.Do you chew on your straws?
6.Have you ever been called a tease?
7.Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
8.Do you cry easily?
9.What should you be doing right now?
10.Are you a heavy sleeper?
11.Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months?
12.Are you mad at someone right now?
13.Do you believe in love?
14.What makes you laugh no matter what?
15.Who was the last person you talked to?
16.Do you get butterflies around the person you like?
17.Will you get married?
18.When was the last time you smiled?
19.Does anyone like you?
20.Do you secretly like someone?
21.Who was the first person you talked to today?
22.Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?
23.What are you NOT looking forward to?
24.What ARE you looking forward to?
25.Has someone of the opposite sex ever told you they loved you, and meant it?
26.Suppose you see your ex kissing another person what would you do?
27.Do you plan on moving out within the next year?
28.Are you a forgiving person?
29.How many TRUE friends do you have?
30.Do you fall for people easily?
31.Have you ever fallen for your ex’s best friend?
32.What’s the last thing you put in your mouth?
33.Who was the last person you drove with?
34.How late did you stay up last night and why?
35.If you could move somewhere else, would you?
36.Who was the last person you took a picture of?
37.Can you live a day without TV?
38.When was the last time you were extremely disappointed?
39.Three names you go by...
40.Are you currently in a relationship?
41.What is your all-time favorite romance movie?
42.Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?
43.What’s your current problem?
44.Have you ever had your heart broken?
45.Your thoughts of long distance relationships?
46.How many kids do you want to have?
47.Have you ever found it hard to tell someone you like them?

(Source: waiting-to-sleep)

vale-decem-fowl:

ididjustsaveyourlife:

perchyjackson:

zarryforeverandever:

Why is it when I take off my glasses people ask me

“How many fingers am I holding up!?”

I don’t see this:

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I see this:

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NOW THAT THAT’S CLEARED UP FOR ALL THOSE IGNORANT PEOPLE IN THE WORLD

AMEN MOTHERFUCKERS

THANK

One time a black girl took my glasses and said “what color am I”

(Source: brookeeverdeen)

Don’t focus on the sad things… And I’m sure you’ll notice… All the happiness around you.

David’s mom in “The Crooked Man” (via makearainbow)

((A true gentleman))

((incredible))

Send me an “Excuse Me” and I’ll tell you my muse’s reaction to being Interrupted while…

memeit:

Note:Uses a Number Generator

1. In the Shower
2. Taking a Test
3.Confessing
4. Changing
5. Falling Asleep
6. Confessing their Vows at a Wedding
7. Dancing at Home
8. Singing
9. Giving a Lecture
10. Playing a Video Game
11. In a bubble bath
12. Re-enacting a scene from a movie
13. Crying
14. Ranting
15. Having a Bad Day
16. In an Embarrassing/Provocative Costume

whimsicalchai:

almostgaveafuck:

*He half-chuckled at her response to time travel; Wallace knew it was possible under certain circumstances, but… which of those requirements did he and Cedric meet????

Perhaps he should leave that one for Talmin… maybe…*

Yeah… yeah he was…

We were only there for maybe three weeks, but it- when we got back, it was just as sudden as when I got there in the first place. I couldn’t say good-bye, I- neither of us had any warning except that suddenly both of us woke up and it was bloody snowing and just… How could it be snowing in mid-October, you know!? *He forced out a short laugh in an attempt to avoid the rise to mild hysteria that he couldn’t quite avoid when telling Serenity; it’d been almost a month since he got back, there was no reason for him to get so unhinged again*

I, uh, I haven’t seen him since though… not that I’ve really gone downtown recently but… I don’t know, maybe it was because he seemed so enthused by the idea that everything was new- that there was nothing to stop him from doing anything; when we came back though, his attitude was just… *sigh* He acted as though his house had just been reduced to ashes, though- well, no, no, it was just… silence for the most part, I suppose. And I… I’ll admit, the, uh… the fact that nearly everyone I’d seen and met were dead… Bloody hell… uuuuughh… I need to speak with Talmin about that…

I suppose I was just… surprised is all; surprised that- whether it was the prospect of starting over, or losing other people (despite his obvious lack of consideration for others), or a compilation of whatever other things- just that it seemed much more important to him than he had initially let off. I just didn’t expect it from someone so… Cedric-ish???
Hah… I have a few words to describe him, but not all of them are entirely positive…

*Damn it. He didn’t mean to ramble for that long… He just didn’t want to tell her any more than she wanted to hear; Wallace knew how frustrating that could be for some people- himself included in certain respects*

Ah- I- Sorry… there’s just… it’s been a very… eventful… few weeks…
You know me…Panicked and worried about everything; aha… Mum was like that sometimes…
Just a lot of silly things, you know?

-It was all a lot to take in; Chai pondering over some things as she listened along to Wallace’s tale. She gave a small smile and lightly shook her head.- Sounds like quite the adventure.. and remember Wally; not everything meets the eye!

-Winking, she turned to pour herself a drink; raising a glass to Wallace to ask if he wanted anything.- He’s not so bad, you just gotta be patient with him. And it’s alright, cause like you said, it’s been pretty eventful for you. In the meantime… have you gotten yourself groceries and the like? Do you have everything you need? 

Oh- no no, it’s alright! Everything’s gotten much less… chaotic(?) over the past month. It’s mostly settled now; thank you… though… for offering.

It means a lot, y’know?

*He’d never been particularly good at making shifts in conversation, especially transitions from serious subjects to casual interaction. Maybe he was just terrible at adapting; it certainly showed well enough on his… adventure… but this time anxiety was replaced with guilt- guilt that he’d made Chai worried- that he’d almost starved Elizabeth had nearly ruined everything (or that was how it felt at least) and had been so preoccupied with himself that-
He hadn’t noticed her hair.
It was so much shorter. How could he miss that??? However irrational it was, Wallace felt an urge to slap himself.
Should he say something…?*

-I like your haircut by the way.

It looks really nice.

*Seamless*

swarnpert:

i cant believe all irish people were born today

@ Wallace

treacheroustrickster:

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[ Naturally, the physics of him moving and then suddenly coming to a halt took it’s immediate effect as he had to catch himself from damn near tumbling out of the chair. It took quite the lot of will to refrain from an immediate backlash. ]

It’s……alright……

and i don’t know what you expected, but it’s not like i can just float myself home. I’m tired and not a fan of getting robbed at 10 in the night.

… I own a car, you know. I can drive you back, Chester.

*Though it was true Wallace had never been entirely fond of driving (particularly within the past year), much preferring the alternative means of public transportation, but his desire to keep others out of potential danger had overwritten his sense of discomfort.*

You shouldn’t have to walk home by yourself- not in a wheelchair- you understand?

treacheroustrickster sent: [ With a sigh, Chester lightly knocks on the door ]

treacheroustrickster:

almostgaveafuck:

almostgaveafuck:

*That was… odd… Certainly wasn’t every day that anyone had been interested in talking at this hour

Unless it was Merry… but even then she never bothered to knock on the door like a normal person; but nonetheless, Wallace rather sluggishly walked over to the door and opened… it…

And with that, his expression turned to one of confusion, disbelief, and a hint of suspicion; why would Chester ever feel obligated to visit him???*

I- hello, Chester…

… Apologise…? Wh- but… you-

What is that? Why is that an issue to you now and why- now you gone and broken your fucking leg!?

What-

What… happened????

*Okay, granted, he knew such concern that accompanied his confusion was probably a little… unusual, given Wallace’s general impression of the other, but seeing Chester in a wheelchair and… his rather notable change in attitude (what Wallace had seen of it anyway) only served to amplify the suspicions that something really bad happened- well, it was already obvious enough by the wheelchair, but… whatever… trying to figure out which factor was causing his possible overreaction hardly mattered at the moment. It could wait until later*

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[ He sighs, an expected response from Wallace. While his tolerance of him [and a select few others] have grown since then, he was still working on his general attitude toward him……he was still an idiot in his book though. ]

It’s a long story I’d rather not repeat, but to make it short i suppose I’ve had a slight change of heart as they say. Take it or leave it, I’ve cleared at least a little bit of my conscience.

[ He started to back up a bit to leave, being careful not to bump into the walls. He had a long trip back home so he figured he’d better start sooner than later. ]

Ah- Wait!

*Without thinking, he grabbed the back of Chester’s wheelchair, but immediately withdrew his hand after remembering the helpful fact that not everyone reacted so well to being touched unexpectedly (thinking of Cedric, specifically; it’d made him a bit paranoid since)*

… Sorry…

I, ah-… That’s it? You’re just leaving after coming all the way here in damned wheelchair???

treacheroustrickster sent: [ With a sigh, Chester lightly knocks on the door ]

treacheroustrickster:

almostgaveafuck:

*That was… odd… Certainly wasn’t every day that anyone had been interested in talking at this hour

Unless it was Merry… but even then she never bothered to knock on the door like a normal person; but nonetheless, Wallace rather sluggishly walked over to the door and opened… it…

And with that, his expression turned to one of confusion, disbelief, and a hint of suspicion; why would Chester ever feel obligated to visit him???*

I- hello, Chester…

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[ Well for starters, he was in a wheelchair. With a leg cast. So already an impression was being made, and probably not the best one.

He had hoped on doing this after he had fully healed, but with circumstances as they are he figured it would be best to just get it over and done with. ]

"Regardless of the hour, i’m just here to apologize….for everything."

… Apologise…? Wh- but… you-

What is that? Why is that an issue to you now and why- now you gone and broken your fucking leg!?

What-

What… happened????

*Okay, granted, he knew such concern that accompanied his confusion was probably a little… unusual, given Wallace’s general impression of the other, but seeing Chester in a wheelchair and… his rather notable change in attitude (what Wallace had seen of it anyway) only served to amplify the suspicions that something really bad happened- well, it was already obvious enough by the wheelchair, but… whatever… trying to figure out which factor was causing his possible overreaction hardly mattered at the moment. It could wait until later*

treacheroustrickster sent: [ With a sigh, Chester lightly knocks on the door ]

*That was… odd… Certainly wasn’t every day that anyone had been interested in talking at this hour

Unless it was Merry… but even then she never bothered to knock on the door like a normal person; but nonetheless, Wallace rather sluggishly walked over to the door and opened… it…

And with that, his expression turned to one of confusion, disbelief, and a hint of suspicion; why would Chester ever feel obligated to visit him???*

I- hello, Chester…