En berne.

Ask me anything   Submit   Doodling freak
Six string player
Like gay boybands and heavy metal

Don't be shy like me :)
My art Blackice ROTG Disney Stitch Tinkerbell Polar!Jack

fruity-music:

Child of Light - Theme

The game looks great and sounds even better!! 

i can’t find the composer anywhere tho! message me if you know it

Tomorrow will be an anime ost

Coeur de Pirate :)

— 5 days ago with 33 notes
#I forgot how to breathe  #shadeofdream  #fille! si tu traines sur tumblr un jour écoutes ça!! 
cargsdoodles:

get it on a RUG (or a shirt or somthing) 
i want a shirt for my where we are concert so my plan is to design some shirts and posters for the tour. we will see how much i actually get done.

cargsdoodles:

get it on a RUG (or a shirt or somthing) 

i want a shirt for my where we are concert so my plan is to design some shirts and posters for the tour. we will see how much i actually get done.

(via warpedtourlouis)

— 1 week ago with 13363 notes
#iiiiiiiiiiii  #aww aww  #1D  #MY BIIBIES 
imhunnysbunnysart:

”What Brings You Here, O’ Guardian of Fun?”
More Rise of the Guardian things. 
My friend had asked me to draw her OTP quite some time ago but it wasn’t until I started googling pictures of Pitch in between classes that I got inspired to sketch this scene. She has the original black and white sketch and this is the re-draw. Jack is such a ray of light and Pitch seems very lonely and misunderstood so it only made sense that he would be some where cold and desolate and Jack would come bringing a spark of happiness with him. Forget the man in the moon, WE’RE TAKING OVER!!!
Here’s a link to my DA account:
http://imhunnysbunny.deviantart.com/

imhunnysbunnysart:

”What Brings You Here, O’ Guardian of Fun?”

More Rise of the Guardian things. 

My friend had asked me to draw her OTP quite some time ago but it wasn’t until I started googling pictures of Pitch in between classes that I got inspired to sketch this scene. She has the original black and white sketch and this is the re-draw. Jack is such a ray of light and Pitch seems very lonely and misunderstood so it only made sense that he would be some where cold and desolate and Jack would come bringing a spark of happiness with him. Forget the man in the moon, WE’RE TAKING OVER!!!

Here’s a link to my DA account:

http://imhunnysbunny.deviantart.com/

(via fyeahpitchblack)

— 1 week ago with 65 notes
#awww I love it! Make me think of one of my drawings :) 

carstechnology:

Meet Cœur de Pirate, who composed the music for Child of Light, as well as audio designer Huge Bastien as they discuss how the magical sounds of Lemuria came to life. Created by the talented team of Ubisoft Montreal using the UbiArt Framework, Child of Light is an RPG inspired by fairy tales.

— 1 week ago with 2 notes
#ubisoft mtl you rock!  #Coeur de Pirate  #Can't wait to play this game!!  #Child of Light 
viria:

Marceline is bored but Bubblegum is too busy with ~science~.
I see too many good posts with them on my dashboard ahh I couldn’t avoid drawing them<3

viria:

Marceline is bored but Bubblegum is too busy with ~science~.

I see too many good posts with them on my dashboard ahh I couldn’t avoid drawing them<3

— 1 week ago with 8270 notes
#they are adorable :)  #adventure time 
If you’re over 20 in the ROTG/GOC fandom- Please Reblog This

zombzwontgetme:

guardianofbelief:

This Fandom isn’t just for the younger generations! I’m proud to be a part of this.

I’m hopelessly addicted…

(via crysalgira)

— 1 week ago with 439 notes
#*Counting my white hairs*  #*Soundly crying in some random corners* 
ATTACK ON TITAN IS ON NEFLIX

miss-evening:

battle-of-the-coffee-shops:

I REPEAT, ATTACK ON TITAN IS ON NETFLIX!!

BUT NOT IN SWEDEN. *CRIES LOUDLY*

Just saying did you try Hola-unblocker? I’m not in usa but I can watch everything I want on netflix since I added this extension on google chrome :)

— 1 week ago with 9 notes
50% of me:"I love dresses and flowers and pretty things."
Other 50% of me:"I love tattoos and hardcore music and concerts and skinny jeans."
— 2 weeks ago with 401326 notes
#pretty awkward me 

shadeofdream replied to your photo “Blame shadeofdream for this one”

Why do I feel like I’m going be unproductive today? And why did you have to use to of my favorites in the same drawing? I want a bd for this :)

Remember me of this at the end of the month…Maybe I can do something?

— 2 weeks ago with 2 notes
#shadeofdream  #humm  #I hate you 

princesscatdaddy:

Natasha Bedingfield | Weightless (Less Is More Version) | Strip Me

— 2 weeks ago with 3 notes
#humm stupid pirate fairy movie 

shadeofdream reblogged your photoset and added:

Eh! I didn’t laugh! I was trying to be nice and…

Yeaaah!! Thank yoou!! :D

I shouldn’t blame teachers
I learned english more by myself than at school so there is a lot of things that doesn’t work when I write!

I don’t use it like you!

— 2 weeks ago
#shadeofdream  #Vancouver will never accept me :( :(  #thanks miss translator!  #Bon tu mérites de voir ce que j'ai dessiné ;P 

shadeofdream:

Credits : Using Marylune’sabove sketches 

               Love Hurts (Yiruma)

So, after months, I finally done that thing. It was about time… Maybe not the most happy thing in the world, but I couldn’t write anything else, so yeah, this is it… 

Summary : The sight hurt more than it should have. But since he has said it aloud, Jack Frost became just that : family. Even if he pushed him away. Pitch knew it was just fear. And now, he couldn’t stand there, just looking at him dying like all others did.

Saving me from the Light

Pitch couldn’t watch it anymore. It was too painful. Even as he didn’t understand where the pain came from, he could feel it taking over all his bones. It was worse than anything he has ever experienced. Worst than knowing people didn’t believe in him. It felt like his body was about to be tear apart, leaving him like burning ashes. Pitch couldn’t stand to feel like a wreck. He was supposed to be powerful, not to be control by life. He was supposed to be the one making decisions, not to watch the only person he has ever considered to take as a part of his family falling apart. Jack wasn’t supposed to die now. People were supposed to believe in him. They were supposed to hate each other, and fight until life make them something else. Until Jack got to rule the world by his sides. What would happen to Pitch if Jack Frost disappeared?

All these people around Jack. None was moving. It was all about watching him die. Some were praying, but it wasn’t hope. It was all about helping Jack  transitioning to the other side. From Pitch point of view, it felt like if they were all waiting for him to die for finally celebrating. And they said friends were there to help each other. Hidden behind the wall, Pitch snored. He could kill every one of them for that. They weren’t worth living if Jack was stuck in that bed without faith for his future. He swore to the nightmares, if he just saw one of them crying in victory or pumping his fist in the air, he would make sure they would shout for their mother every night. 

Tearing his look away from his beloved one, Pitch rubbed his hands together. Jack may have pushed him away the first time, but he wouldn’t do the same the second one. Not if he knew it was his only way of survival. Not with his friends betraying him that way. For once, Jack would have to open his eyes and see that Pitch wasn’t the only one on the dark side. It was time Pitch steal him from them.

"I’m going to take care of you, Jack Frost," he mumbled for himself. "Together we are going to get the darkness to believe in us. And none of them will get a chance to see us die. I swear."

Night came by, and everyone was falling asleep around Jack’s bed. At some point, he could even hear a snore coming from Santa himself and some cute sick sounds coming from the Easter Bunny. Pitch has waited for that moment all day long. He didn’t even have a second though when he took Jack’s sleeping body in his arms.  It was the right choice. He was the only one able to take care of him the right way. To keep him alive no matter what.

"Pitch…"

It was a mumble nothing more, but Pitch was sure as hell it was his name. He didn’t wait for Jake to fully wake up. He just swung him on his back, ready to run as far as possible of that place. Later, it would always be the time for talking. When the Tooth Fairy shifted in her sleep, he has already fled by the window…

 

 

Jack has been fast to fall back at sleep. Pitch ran miles before he started to wake up again. He ignored his mumbles as he kept going, determined not to stop before he reached his destination.

"Pitch…"

 The words echoed in his ears, until Jack’s nails started to dig in his shoulder, forcing Pitch to slow down his pace. He didn’t stop

"Pitch…"

Pitch sighted. He didn’t want to talk. What was he supposed to say? He shouldn’t even be there in the first place.

"Pitch…"

Jack was saying his name again, digging his nails harder in his shoulder. Pitch stopped running, but didn’t actually stop to walk. He wasn’t there yet.

"What do you want, little thing?"

Jack’s voice was rough when he talked. He probably didn’t have in a long time with all the sleep he took.

"Why am-I on your back? Shouldn’t I be lying on mine bed by now? What happened will I was sleeping?"

Jack was lost, unsure of what to think of the situation. Nothing made sense.. Being carried around on Pitch back was the more insane thing in the world. One moment, he even asked himself if he was already dead, but he was prompt to push that thought away. If he really was, he would never be in the same world than Pitch.

"I’m saving your life, Frost. You should be grateful."

"You are saving my…?" Jack said in disbelief.

"None of your friends were doing it. They were just standing there, waiting for you to die. He couldn’t let that happen. I’d to take over. We’re alike, Jack. It would have been a "sacrilege" to let you die this way. If something, it should have been from my hand."

"Why are-you doing this, Pitch? Why are you trying to save my life?"

"We’re alike, I already told you. We’re family, we’re..".

"More?"

Pitch nodded. He didn’t dare to turn his head and look at Jack. He just kept walking, letting the silence embrace them. It faded way sooner than  he hoped. With Jack now awakened, what else was he expected?

"We’re not more, Pitch. You know that. We’re not even friends…"

"But we could be. You know we could. People would believe in both of us. You  would live. And none of them would be able to do something about it. I can protect you, Jack. I swear I can. "

"I know you can, but…"

Pitch frown. He didn’t like it. Jack wasn’t as enthusiasm than he has planned.  He stopped walking, letting Jack slide to the ground, lying on it. He was looking so weak that it broke Pitch’s heart. It was unhealthy how much he wanted to hug him, to give him the strength to keep going. Pitch kneeled before him, waiting for what would come next.

"I’m not sure I want to survive this. I’m not sure I can stand to be on the dark side. It’s not you, it just… what it means, you know? I’m weaker every passing hour, Pitch. I don’t want to fight anymore. Maybe it’s best for everyone if you just let me die…"

Pitch tried to smile, but he couldn’t. He wasn’t ready to give up on him. He wasn’t ready, but deep down his heart, he knew Jack would never let him fight his desires. And it hurt.

"What can I say to keep you by my sides?"

Jack hesitated. There was nothing, really. He has made his mind since weeks.

 

 

"Just give me a kiss. I need a goodbye kiss to stay strong while I’m waiting the end. And I want you to hug me until the end. I want you to stay with me and held my hand. Just… just kiss me and don’t leave me, would you?"

Jack raised his hand, brushing away Pitch hair. He didn’t need that kiss as much as he was saying, but he knew Pitch need it even if he never admitted it.  The tears shining in his eyes were proving it far better than any words would. Pitch nodded in response, incapable to pronounce a word. He leaned forward, passing his arms around Jack’s body. It wasn’t only weak… it felt weak too. Like if he was holding bones in his hands. Pitch shuddered. He raised Jack’s body up, so they were facing each other. His lips touched his cheek. It was cold, even for him. A sob break through his lips. Jack was already too far from him.

"I’m gonna wait for you on the other side, I promise," Jack tried to comfort. "Maybe there’s a way for us to be happy there. We don’t need people to believe in us, you know. I dare that we’re enough to believe in each other. "

 

 

Using Pitch’s shoulder, Jack used his last strength to kneel beside Pitch. He put an arm around his shoulder and bit his lips. What else could he told him at this point? He understood. Even if he wasn’t saying it aloud, leaving was hard for him. He had time to prepare, but it wasn’t enough. Knowing you let everyone else behind was always hard to take. But fighting wasn’t a possibility anymore. Five months he did so, and he didn’t have the strength to keep going. Not even now that he knew someone love him as much as Pitch did.

"Do you trust me, Pitch? I need you to trust me when I say there’s no other way. It’s time for me to go away. Life would take care of you once I left. You won’t suffer that much. Just keep in mind that you will see me again."

Pitch nodded. At this point, he understood. It wasn’t that Jack friends’ didn’t want to save him. They just couldn’t do it. Nor than Pitch could. Just as he was accepting it was already all over.

With a resigned sight, Pitch settled himself more cosily on the ground, and closed his embrace around Jack’s body. He didn’t want it to be over. He didn’t want to hear his last breaths.  Neither that he wanted to lose those last moments they had together by complaining on destiny.

"Kiss me," Jack asked again. "Kiss like if you really mean it…"

And Pitch obliged him. Their first kiss, their last kiss. All was the same. He closed his arms, incapable to face the reality. At least, he could picture a healthy Jack as he did so. When their lips part, Jack already out of breath, Pitch refused to open his eyes.

"I love you," Jack whispered.

Jack has let go on his last sight, making his last words etching themselves in Pitch’s mind - in Pitch’s heart. Pitch tightened his embrace even more, hoping it would help them to go through the night. If Jack could see the next morning, maybe Pitch would have the right to keep believing. And he hoped even if he knew he didn’t have the right to.

Jack and him would have made a wonderful couple, he decided before closing his eyes.

"Wait for me, Jack," he muttered. "I won’t be long, I’m just behind you… Right behind you, my love…"

 

 

you are the translator! Your job is to correct the shit I write in english and not laughing at me! :( :(

but hey I draw something because of you…and you’ll maybe see it if you’re nice ;P

(via shadeofdream)

— 2 weeks ago with 11 notes
#Anyway it's Miss nina fault  #What did I write anyway