𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭🌌 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟
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I didn't draw much today. Only 10 minutes or so. In my defense, today was a real crappy day.
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Daily Fics
The Sun Will Rise Again by CoffeeBanana ( @coffeebanana )
“And then they kissed.”
“No they didn’t!” The girl protested. “Ladybug wouldn’t want that.”
Except, Ladybug would. If given the chance, she’d sit there and let Chat kiss her a thousand times. She’d kiss him back even harder. She’d wrap her arms around him and never let go.
Or: after Monarch's defeat, Chat pulls away, and Ladybug can't understand it. Why is he avoiding her? Why does it feel like he's miles away, even when he's by her side? He won't tell her what's wrong. He won't let her help. And Ladybug's starting to wonder if she'll ever get to tell him how she really feels.
☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★
The Monsters of Paris by ThornQueen ( @i-am-thornqueen )
Team Miraculous is back from their adventures in London, happy to be home in Paris a little older, a little wiser, a little furrier. Some things are going to take more adjusting to than others. However, amid all the fun of learning to walk on the wild side, danger still lurks in the shadows. Something dark is growing in the heart of Paris. Will Ladybug and Chat Noir be able to stop it before it becomes their doom?
A WERECAT IN LONDON HAS A SEQUEL!!!!!
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One of Those Nights
It is one of those nights where I lie there on the edge of a knife. To fall to one side I find myself in endless despair. A hopelessness so deep that there is no coming back. But the landing is soft and the fall is short. In that hopelessness though there is freedom. Freedom from the pain of disappointment and expectations. To the other side is everything I ever dreamed of, but if I miss the mark I come crashing down far and hard. The bottom is lined with jagged rocks and fire. If I fail the pain may be worse than the despair. Thus I lie paralyzed by two different fears. The fear that the best of my life already past, and the fear that it can still get worse. But to stand still like this is to cut my feet deeper.
It is a night for contemplation and raw emotion. For pain, and hope, and fear, and stubborn resolve, and sorrow, and love, and rage, and regret. It is a night for all the options left in life to be considered. For me to cry and shake it off. A night where the heart cries out for you, the mind cries out for your fall, and the soul cries out for peace in whatever form it may come. Life was not supposed to be like this. These nights were supposed to have ended, yet here I am again. Maybe the nights like this never really end. Maybe it is actually love that has the limits.
It is a night for big decisions, ones I know I will rethink in the morning. Maybe it is a night for mistakes. Probably it is just a night I should have slept instead of trying to assign it another purpose. These nights might not ever end before I do. But maybe I can take some solace in knowing at least that this particular night will. The sun will eventually rise once again. Maybe the day won’t be better, maybe the next night will be bad, maybe things really never will be as good as I thought they were when I believed in us. When I believed in me. But this night will end, that much is sure. So I guess the real question isn’t what kind of night it is, but what I did with it.
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i’m gonna try to start making money on facebook. if you want more positivity on your feed please give my page a like and follow? lord knows that hellsite needs more optimistic posts.
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Art raffle prize for @milfycas for donating to the fundraiser to demine Ukraine 💙 Thank you so much @sailorsallyart and @lamiasage for organising this raffle 💕
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June 3rd 2014 Loudness released the album “The Sun Will Rise Again”
Did you know…
The band was the first Heavy Metal band from Japan to sign an international record deal.
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so mikey's the type to fall fast and hard and then blaze out just as fast
wakes up, falls in love, goes to bed, falls out of love
but then he meets you
and when he goes to bed he dreams of you
and he's not the same when he wakes up
so he flirts and yearns and yearns and flirts
sometimes he hates that you take it as a joke so much that he wants to cry
but he will wait for you. he just has to keep believing
and then he's rewarded when you finally come to him
and the sun is in his smile, melting all the tears he'll never have to shed now that you're here, finally on the same page
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