((this one took me so long sobs))

anonymous asked:

Okay so... you said to bring more Langst prompts so... This kinda has Klance in it so plz don't hate, you don't have to put that in if you don't want to. So, Lance stays up late, he has been for quite a while. Lance cries about his insecurities so he doesn't get much sleep, sometimes none at all. It's been affecting his health and he starts having hallucinations of his family. He's usually late for training and eating. Keith gets angry and goes to scold Lance, only to find him screaming names.

I relate to this more than I should tbh

Lance washed off his facemask, not even surprised that it did nothing against the dark circles that hung beneath his eyes. He was tired. He had been for the past week? Maybe month now. He lost track. 

Lance rubbed his eyes and started to get ready, only half assing his morning routine. He didn’t even register the comb through his hair, or putting his green jacket on. His mind was occupied. 

Why do I keep thinking about them? It was bad enough when I couldn’t see them anymore but now I see them everywhere. Lance attempted to push his family out of his mind. He loved them to death but he knew he needed to focus and not worry the team. 


Lance pushed the goo around his plate as he watch Allura speak, barely listening. Man am I tired. 

“Lance!” Allura slightly slammed her hand down on the table, causing the boy to jump and everyone to stare at him. “You need to focus. We have to make sure training goes perfectly today since we will be losing time creating alliances the rest of the week.” 

“Of course princess. Sorry I’m just really tired today.” Lance stifled a yawn. 

Allura stared at him for a few more seconds before sighing. “Training deck in 15.” She glided out of the room. 


Lance sprinted into the training deck, he knew he was late. 

“Lance, you’re late!” Coran said like it was the happiest thing in the world. Did anything bother him? 

“Sorry, I was….distracted.” Lance gave the team a wide grin and a forced laugh. When he saw that no one questioned him he exhaled the breath he didn’t know he was holding. Lance couldn’t tell the team the real reason he was late. He actually thought he saw his sister, ON THE CASTLE!! He saw her but no matter how fast he ran he never caught up to her. 

Allura enter the training deck. “Good we’re all here. Let’s begin. 


 They were split into groups. Pidge with Hunk, Shiro with Allura, and of course Keith with Lance. 

Lance seemed to be the only one struggling with hand to hand combat. He wanted to say it was because he never used he hands, however Hunk was doing just fine and he had a bigger gun than Lance. 

Lance tried to give Keith a run for his money but he was tired. His head was pounding and he kept getting lightheaded. His vision would sometimes get blurry and he could barely stand at moments. 

Needless to say, Lance was a very easy opponent for Keith. Keith would put him down in about 10 ticks every time. Lance could barely keep up, let alone keep standing up. 

Lance could feel the annoyance radiating off Keith, he couldn’t bring himself to care. He just wanted to go to bed. 

After what felt like years Allura said that they were done. Lance listen to Shiro tell him what he needed to work on and he dragged himself back to his room. 

Lance barely got his armor off before he fell on his bed and passed out. 


Keith stomped towards Lance’s room, he was already pissed from training today. Lance didn’t even try to fight him, he was like a rag doll. Now Lance missed dinner? What was up with him recently. 

Keith stopped in front of Lance’s door, inhaled and knocked. 

No response. Come on Lance, I’m not in the mood for games.

Keith knocked louder. Still nothing. 

Keith was about to walk away, just because he was mad he still respected people’s privacy.

 Keith started to turn from the door when he heard something. Was that a whimper? Keith put his ear up to the door and listened. Yeah, those are definitely whimpers…..I’m sorry Lance. Keith opened the door. 

Keith stood outside the door and stared into the room. He saw Lance on his bed, thrashing around and whimpering. 

Keith stared wide eyed for a moment, then he walked towards Lance, making sure the door closed behind him. He stood a few inches away from Lance, his hands almost touching him. 

Lance looked horrible. He was shaking, and sweating. He was whimpering and saying names? Keith didn’t recognize any of the names. However he did recognize “Mama”. 

It didn’t take Keith long to figure out that Lance was talking about his family. He couldn’t watch it anymore, Keith reluctantly reached forwards and shook Lance. “Lance!”

 Lance flung his eyes opened and bolted forward nearly smacking into Keith in the process. 

Lance looked at keith and scurried to the opposite side of the bed and hugged his legs. “He-hey Keith. Time for dinner?”

Keith nodded and continued to stare at Lance. “Lance is everything alright?” Keith wanted to hug him, strange right, but he decided to stay where he was. 

“Yeah, of course! Just a dream.” Lance tried to laugh ot off but his voice was raw. 

“Lance, that wasn’t a dream. You can talk to me.” Keith sat on the edge of the bed hoping to calm Lance down.

Lance continued to stare at Keith, his breaths were coming fast and his shirt was soaked in sweat. Keith wouldn’t judge him…right? “I miss my family.” Lance swallowed around the lump in his throat. 

“Well that’s okay we all miss someone from Earth.” Lance responded by shaking his head.

“No like this is different from usual. I’m seeing them, I saw my sister in the castle. Keith I’m losing it aren’t I?” Keith stared at Lance even more. 

He was hallucinating, okay.  “Lance I think you’re just tired.” Keith was trying to find and answer for Lance.   

“I can’t. I only slept because of how tired I was. Everytime I sleep I see my family. They’re disappointed in them, I left Earth and didn’t tell them. I never want to make my mama cry but every time I dream, she cries.” Lance’s breathing started to pick up. “And when I don’t sleep my brain is occupied with everything I do wrong. I’m a failed pilot. I’m a failed teammate. I’m a failed friend. I can’t do anything right.” Lance fought back tears as his voice wavered. 

Keith wasn’t sure what part got him but he crawled across the bed and hugged Lance as tight as he could. He slowly felt his shoulder become wet and shaky arms wrap around him. 

“Lance your parents are not disappointed in you. You’re not a failure. You just need to cope and get help. There is no shame in it. You can talk to me whenever you need.”

Lance tried not to shake but he started to tremble all over as he sobbed on Keith’s shoulder. “Thank you Keith.” 


Roughly 2 months had passed and Lance started to sleep better. He brain stopped voicing his insecurities and he saw less of his family. He trained better, and he pilots Blue better than ever. He did it because of one thing. Every night he would sleep next to a certain Red paladin and every time Lance had an issue, he was right there to help. 

I am terrible sorry this took so long. 

I love this idea! Also never apologize for Klance, it’s my life.

I hope you like it!!!

Thank you!

Smile Always

Summary: The reader is going to a meet up to see Mark, Ethan, and Tyler. 

Word Count: 660

Pairing: Tyler Scheid x Reader

Originally posted by markiprince

My nerves were really getting to me. The sight of the three men were exciting yet it was also enough to make me want to throw up on the sidewalk. I stared ahead at them as they stood in the park, fans crowded around them in anticipation. My friend lightly pushed me forward and I clenched my jaw. It was taking every thing I had in me to keep my cool because all I wanted to do was cry and maybe even scream a little. I could feel my chest getting heavy as I walked closer to where Ethan and Mark were getting some fans lined up in a conga line as Tyler filmed them.

I gripped my right wrist briefly, trying to find something to calm my nerves, but the action only caused me to flinch. The dark ink on my skin was still fresh and scarred. “Smile Always” was permanently etched into my arm and although it still hurt, seeing it made me feel a little better. 

It was when my friend snapped her fingers in front of my face that I realized that I had stopped walking. My eyes were still glued in front of me but I could feel my breath coming in short gasps and something warm dripped down my cheek. I brought my hand up and wiped it off, only for more to fall. 

Suddenly someone took my shoulders and pulled me into their chest as I began to sob, soaking their shirt. They rubbed my back and they were joined my more hands but all I could do was cling to the stranger for dear life. This went on until I could finally breath normally and my eyes were red and puffy. I pulled my head up and gasped when I saw that the people holding me were the same people who had unknowingly supported me through the most difficult times of my life. 

Tyler, who was the one that was hugging me from the front, said something but I was still in too much shock to say anything. I could feel more tears breaking through but as Tyler put his hands on each side of my face, the weight on my chest got a lot lighter. 

“Are you okay?”

It must have been weird for some random person to just show up to their meet up and start crying like their dog had died. My cheeks heated up and I nodded. 

“Yeah! Um, sorry…sorry. I just-” I could feel my bottom lip start to quiver and Tyler brought me into his arms once again. Mark and Ethan moved behind Tyler so that I could see them and the sight of them made me lose my shit all over again.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Everything’s alright. We love you so much.”

“Oh god I love you too. So much you have no idea. You guys have helped me so much. I went through so much shit in the past couple months and watching you three be idiots helped me to stay grounded. I love you guys so much I can never thank you enough, I just-I just-thank you.”

At the end of my confession I started crying all over again. After a few more seconds, Tyler grabbed my wrist and brought it up so he could read it. A wide smile covered his face and he pressed his lips to the tattoo and then wrapped his arm around my shoulder, pressing a small kiss to the top of my head as well.

“That’s good advice, whoever said that must be a genius.”

At first I was confused but when I realized what he was talking about, laughter bubbled out of my chest. Well, more like half laughter/ half sob. I was still sniffling but the smile on Tyler’s face made it impossible for me not to smile, that and the fact that I was surrounded my my three favorite people.  


thegaypumpingthroughyourveins  asked:

AU in which Graves is utterly touch starved and affection starved after Grindelwald but everyone's afraid of him so no one dares to offer any comfort of any kind to him. He needs a hug so bad. But he's too proud to ask anyone for it. They'd probably run in the opposite direction anyway.


Like, he knows how people look at him, he feels the strong gazes on him at MACUSA, the whispers in his back, and he notices how the President only gives him unimportant cases. They don’t trust him anymore, they’re afraid he might not totally be on their side, or even that he might be dangerous, after all he had been throught. He cries during the night, when he’s alone in his bed, in his big appartment, a pillow in his arms. It’s the only thing he found to substitute a hug. God, what did he become? A wreck craving for affection.

But, maybe, one day he comes home, and as he was about to colapse in his bed, he notice the slim, pale figure sitting on it. The boy, the boy he thought was dead, the boy who Grindelwald manipulated, wearing his own face, was looking at him, his lips barely oppened, like if he wanted to talk but wasn’t able to. He didn’t look scared of Graves, which was even more confusing to the Director of Magical Security. Instead, he even seemed quite confident, compared to how he was before all of this.

“I thought you were dead.”

“And I thought you betrayed me. Mr. Graves. I’ve been watching you. I didn’t know. I’m so sorry.”

Percival didn’t even cared anymore, he felt to his knees, crying. The pain in his chest was hardly bearable. He was relieved, of course, but the guilt was killing him. But the boy took his in arm, forcing him to stand up, and squeezed him against him. Graves felt like the weak one at the moment, enjoying the embrace as much as he could. It has been so long. He dreamed of this for weeks. He needed this so badly, and judging by the light sobs of Credence’s body, he wasn’t the only one. 

The Girl with the Angel Tattoo

Originally posted by aniskyvalker

Warren Worthington III x Reader

The Girl with the Angel Tattoo

Author: Morgan

Prompt(s): “Could you maybe write some type of soulmate thing with Warren? I absolutely love your stories!!” and “Warren soulmate thing? Where like some people are born with marks that represent their soulmate in some way, and you have wings on your back and Warren has something somewhere that goes with your mutation, like if the reader had electrokinesis or something he would have a lightning bolt?”

Note: I am a sucker for soulmate AUs. Also, this is a really interesting concept, and I really like it. Reader has plant powers, just because I think it might be confusing for Warren with Storm and all. Like she has Electric powers and you wouldn’t want things getting mixed up, you feel?


Living in a mutant fight club was hell. Every day, Warren was forced to fight mutant after mutant. Some of them walked away fine. Others…not so much. And sometimes, he was the one that got hurt. It was no way to live, but one thing got him through the long days and lonely nights. The marks on his arm.

Yes, Warren was a mutant, it was true. He had giant, magnificent wings, but he also had soulmate marks. They were etched into his arms, trailing upwards from the veins in his wrists. Leafy vines, twisting and turning, a few flowers here and there.

He stared at them before he went to bed, often tracing them gently with his fingers when he was alone. It was his solace. His safe place. When he was thinking of his soulmate, whoever and wherever she was, he felt like all of this trouble was worth it if it meant he got to meet her eventually.

And then Apocalypse came. Warren was broken, sad, alone, and Apocalypse had scooped him up, tempted him into doing his bidding. But after Warren was rescued, he went with the others, to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.

It was one of his first days there. He walked through the courtyard, surrounded by his new friends. And then he saw you. You were standing under the biggest tree on the campus, arms wide open. Your back was to him, and on your back, etched into the skin under your green dress was a very distinct pair of feathery wings. He broke into a run, leaving the others behind as he ran to meet you.

“Warren, where are you going?” asked Scott, but he spotted the marks on your back. It was you. Warren’s soulmate.

Warren stopped, standing just behind you. He took a breath, running his fingers through his curly blonde locks and puffing out his muscular chest. He straightened out the sleeves of his leather jacket. Finally, he reached forward and tapped your shoulder.

You turned around. He gasped softly, taken aback by how beautiful you were. But he was also scared, terrified beyond words. Would you like him for him? Metal wings and all? Or would you reject him as everyone in his life had before the Mansion?

“Hi,” you smiled, greeting him. Suddenly, your smile faded and your eyes went wide. “Oh my God, you’re…you’re my…” you started tearing up. Here it was. The rejection. Warren’s shoulders fell, preparing for the worst.

And then you hugged him. It was a tight, nearly bone-crushing hug, but he loved it more than words could describe.

“You have no idea…” you sobbed gently, tears of joy streaming down your cheeks. “How long I’ve been waiting to meet you.”

“Aww, don’t cry.” He held you tight, rubbing your back. He smiled, one of his first real smiles in a long, long time. “I’m sorry it took me so long to find you.”

“I always knew you would come,” you whispered. “Oh my God, I don’t even know your name.”

“Warren,” he introduced. “What’s yours?”

“(Y/N),” you replied. “I just…I want to know everything about you.”

“Well, now we have all the time in the world.” he chuckled. You peppered kisses all over his face. He laughed, smiling brightly. He couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe the most beautiful girl in the entire world was wrapped up in his arms and kissing him relentlessly. After all of the pain, all of the fighting, all of the loss, the war, you were here and everything would be better.


Later that night, you were laying on top of him on one of the many couches at the Mansion. Your fingers traced his muscles. He watched you, smiling softly.

“I never imagined in all of that, that I would ever find you.” Warren whispered, one of his hands stroked your cheek. “I wish you could have seen my wings before. They were beautiful.”

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his. You gently rubbed his cheek with your thumb.

“Warren, everything about you is beautiful,” you told him.

“I love you so much.” he pressed a long, tender kiss to your forehead.

“I love you too,” you smiled, scanning his face before you kissed him full on the lips.

Warren knew one thing for certain. He would never get enough of this.


I have a lot of regrets (namely only painting one side of the flowers and forgetting to add a piece until it was too late) but my legs are tired and aching after spending almost 8 hours tucked underneath me to make this

So ! here is Natsume as Houzuki

strawberrywhaliens  asked:

namjin headcanon for secret sat: consider seokjin feeling down one day bc school is hard and weird and he's a freshman in high school but already he's being told to just focus on grades and nothing else and when he's walking home he passes by this park and suddenly hears a whole bunch of rapping dissing the school system and he looks to see what's going on and there's Namjoon, still in middle school but with a crazy mohawk and hands in the air as he verbally rips apart an imaginary person (1)

and seokjin is just awed while he watches this kid go in an empty park. before he knows it he’s right behind him and when namjoon stops he automatically starts clapping, half scaring the poor guy to death, who never had any idea anyone could hear him at all. and then jin is all up in his face, eyes sparkling, telling namjoon how he’s awesome and that was such a cool rap and how he totally relates to it and namjoon is s o talented to be able to do that and poor namjoon just turns bright red (2)

bc he’s never rapped in front of anyone before or shown them the stuff he’s done but here’s a really cute guy talking about namjoon like he’s actually something special bc of his raps and even saying he LOVED it and namjoon is just really?? flustered?? and afterwards they sit at the park together ralking and joonie talks about his rapping and why he does it and his love for music and jin just soaks it all up and talks about his own tastes in music amd they talk so long it becomes hella dark (3)

so jin is like omg!! you’re still a kid!!! so he sends him home after exchanging contacts and then when jin gets home and hits the bed he gets a text from joon like “got home safely, what about hyung?” and he grins and starts texting back and then they ended up falling asleep messaging each other bc this is basically their first real friendship and over the years jin is namjoon’s #1 fan and supporter even when ppl tell him he should stop rapping and just focus on his grades instead (4)

jin is just always there telling him he can do it and jin believes in him and somewhere along the line joonie falls for this kind and dorky and energetic hyung of his who’s never once given up on namjoon even though he’s obsessed with rap/music or thought namjoon should change in any way and so when jin struggles in school joonie learns the subjects he struggles in to be able to help him and constantly praises seokjin when he can so he knows he’s really absolutely amazing no matter what (5)

and namjoon always buys jin’s fav snacks or new ones he wanted to try out whenever he feels down and goes to the same highschool as him as a surprise, shocking jin even more when he skips another grade to be in the same class as jin after jin tells him he wishes he never had to go to school bc its horrible and they’re just always together, always seokjin and namjoon and nothing else to everybody who knows about them. namjoon makes a cd and sends it to companies to see if anyone will take him (6)

and jin is telling him “they will, they will” but namjoon doesm’t believe him and they’re in their last year of highschool when namjoon hears back from someone and gets a record deal and finally, finally makes his dream come true and becomes a rapper like he’s always wanted to be. the first song he raps is that one from all those years ago in that park, edited and tweaked just a little bit, and he dedicates it to jin. he saves up the money, goes to the first flower he sees and buys a HUGE (7)

bouquet of flowers and heads straight to seokjin’s dorm that he just moved into all alone since namjoon isn’t going to college, drops to his knees right there and tells seokjin he doesn’t have the money or stability or even worth to propose to him right now and ask him to marry him, screw the law, but he will one day and right now he just wants to know if jin will give him the chance to be his boyfriend and jin just laughs and kisses him right there in the dorm hallway with everybody there (8??)

and namjoon becomes famous and makes money and gets them an apartment and jin finishes college and they don’t have legal papers saying they’re married but they’ve got rings and the memories and love to say it for them and that’s all they need. joon dedicates every album to jin and jin is his number one fan always, to the point where not a single one of namjoon’s fans doesn’t know who jin is. (sorry i took so long iT GOT AWAY FROM ME AKSKFK) but like. consider. (9??? who knows anymore sjdkg)

/weeps in the corner/ you.. basically….. wrote a short namjin fic….. /nasty sobbing/

FOR REAL DUDE I’M SO HAPPY THIS GO AWAY FROM YOU?? i love it so much it’s just??? WOW thank you

never gonna be over it…….. i wanna read a full fic

it’s a sleepover

My Bucky !

Bucky Barnes x reader

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

I had the shock of my life that morning.

A girl stood in our kitchen wearing one of Bucky’s shirts.

The shirt I had giving him on his birthday last year. I stood, staring at the girl, the grip on my coffee mug tightening.

“Goodmorning, (Y/N)” Steve said, as he stopped to give a quick peck on my temple before opening the fridge. I just stood, emotionless. And here I was,thinking that maybe Bucky felt the same way about me.

Ha. This changed everything.

Steve had spotted the small pout that I had, and came towards me slowly. Then he noticed the girl. AND the shirt.

“Oh” That was all he could say.

“Hi?” The girl looked at us in confusion, as we stared at her. “Im Marie.We met at the party last night ?” She offered.

Right. Thats where I saw her.Bucky brought her back into the tower ?!

“Are you ok, (Y/N)?” she asked, looking a bit frightened.

All of us looked back hearing a pair a footsteps. Bucky walked into the room with a smile on his face. Only to be met with three non-smiling faces.

“Everything ok ?” He asked, looking at me. I glowered at him, and he took a step back. Steve was trying to catch Bucky’s attention without me noticing. But obviously, I noticed.

Bucky turned to look at Marie, and his eyes widened. His eyes snapped back to me, and he shook his head violently.

“No no no !” He said, holding his hands up. “(Y/N), the shirt-”

Marie caught on all of a sudden.

“Bucky kinda ripped my dress, so I had to borrow one of his shirts ! ” She said, and then both she and Bucky looked me wide eyed.

“Thats just great !” I said, dropping my coffee filled cup into the sink, and storming off to my room, locking it.

Bucky was at my door, banging on it  for a long time. I was on my bed, sobbing. Bucky and I werent dating. But we were bestfriends, always fooling around, and flirting, that people always mistake us for a couple. And it had started to grow on me.

I was in love with Bucky Barnes.

But seeing the girl in that shirt, it just broke my heart. It hurt so much. I missed Bucky suddenly. I made my way to wardrobe, and took out one of Bucky’s pullovers (which I had stolen from him). Removing the shirt I had on, I pulled this on with my shorts and was relieve to find that it still smelled like him.

It has been quiet for a while, and I wondered if Bucky had joined that girl. I tip toed to the door, and opened it slowly, only to find Bucky sitting by my door, leaning against the wall. He looked up, and gave me his tearful puppy eyes. I returned his look, and slowly stood up.

“Can I come in ?” He asked in a small voice.

I nodded, stepping aside to let him in. He sat on my bed, and patted the spot next to him. I closed the door behind me, and joined him.

“(Y/N), please let me explain” Bucky said, pleadingly.

“But why Bucky ? You have no reason to do so ! Its not like we’re dating or anything” I said, my voice cracking towards the end.

I blinked raipdly to prevent the tears for falling.

“Oh God” Bucky groaned. “No baby ! Just let me talk alright ? Please ?” I looked at him, and his gorgeous eyes gave me such a look, I could have died.

I nodded.

“I was talking to this girl, Sam introduced her to me. I was about to come up to bed right after you left. She kinda spilled her wine on my shirt, and you know how expensive it was ! I came up to clean it, and she followed me to help” Bucky said, all in one breath.

I raised my eyebrows, waiting for the next part. Or better say, dreading it.

“I was washing my shirt, and she said she’ll grab a shirt for me, and then she closed the drawer too hard, her dress was stuck in it. I tried to open it, but it just wont open ! And I tried to pull her dress out, but the bloody thing ripped, and it ripped bad !”

I tried hard to control my urge to laugh. Not at the story, but his face. He was truly terrified.

“I told her she could borrow one of my shirts, ‘coz it was already late and everyone had gone to bed, and I stepped in to wash my shirt, and when I came back, she was gone. She slept in the spare room. I swear nothing else happened, and I didnt know it was THAT shirt !”

Bucky took in deep breaths once he stopped talking, and I couldnt help but laugh.

“Aww, Buck” I said, putting my arms around his neck, and pulling him into a hug. His arms wound around my waist, and i felt his breath on my neck.

“Dont ever scare me like that” I whispered, holding him tighter.

“Im sorry” he said, lips brushing my ear.

He slowly pulled me onto his lap, making me straddle him.

“You’re the one I want” Bucky said, with a smile. “And you look way better in my clothes ”

We laughed.

“When did you steal this ?” He asked, rubbing my back.

“None of your business” I said, nuzzling his jaw.

“Is that so ?” “Yes it is”

He smiled again, and I kissed his cheek gently, my lips staying there for a while. “I love you, (Y/N)” He said, his blue eyes locked with my brown ones.

I grinned widely, blushing.

“I love you too”

“Of course you do” Bucky said, pressing his lips on mine.

We had to pull back, since neither of us could stop laughing. I kissed him again, this time more seriously, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. The kiss deepened, Bucky flipping me over, and his weight shifted on to me slightly. I adjusted my legs, placing one over his, and his hand immediately went to stroke my thigh, and grabbing it, pulling me closer.

“Hey, (Y/N), where is Buck-” Steve barged into my room, and almost screamed out.

“Oh, you’re here” He managed to say.

“KNOCK you dimwit !” Bucky yelled, rolling off me, and straightening his clothes. I sat up beside him, blushing madly.

“What happened Stevie ?” I asked.

“Oh, Marie left. I had Nat lend her some clothes” Steve said, and he had this smile.

“And she asked if I wanted to go out for coffee sometime” He said, blushing. “Oh wow !” I said, sighing in relief. Bucky laughed.

“She said she’ll bring the shirt over later” Steve said, smirking.

“Oh, you can ask her to keep it” I said shaking my head. “I wont have it here anymore”

“But its my favorite !” Bucky whined.

“I’ll get you a new one !” I said, and Bucky calmed down.

“Ok, you guys carry on” Steve said, waving his hand, and turned to leave.

Just as Steve left, Bucky got up, to lock the door. He turned with a smirk and said, “Where were we ?”


So my friends and I were discussing relationship stuff (another one of my friends got engaged recently!) and ofc my single status was brought up since I’m the only one out of the crew without a current datemate

And my friends started teasing me about how that’s probably because of how dense I am and how I wouldn’t know someone has their sights set on me even if they were to go down on one knee and propose to me there and then

and ofc I was like “ok yeah very funny” buT THEN ONE OF MY FRIENDS GOES LIKE “dude I literally tried to date you for two years straight and you never took the hint“ and I’m like ??????????????????????????? 

So long story short it turns out one of my best friends was desperately in love with me during my Uni years and I’m basically a terrible heartbreaking MF bc I kept turning her down without even knowing I was turning her down…. wheezes…….

anonymous asked:

What are your top ten movies?

Sorry this took so long, anon!!! This is honestly a hard question because my obsessions switch at light speed and favorite things change accordingly. The ones that A) never fail to make me sob my fucking eyes out and B) I will always love regardless of my current interests are, from greatest to least:

1. Spirit, Stallion of the Cimarron

2. Moana

3. How to Train Your Dragon 1 & 2

4. Spirited Away

5. Frozen

6. Lilo & Stitch

7. Bad Moms

8. The Last Unicorn (7 and 8 are interchangeable)

9. V for Vendetta or Wolf Children

10. Mockingjay Part 2

I’m seeing a trend, are you?

That’s life (pt.1)

Genre: Angst (for now I mean)

Pairing: Namjoon X reader

Words: 2k

Summary: It’s your third year of college and you made amazing friends. Not to mention an amazing boyfriend…or so you thought. Turns out he’s not always where he says he is.

Pt.2 // Pt.3

Originally posted by jenorise

Tonight was the night you planned on going out with a few friends to a local bar. Exams were coming up so you all agreed you could use a little study break but you also felt sad that your boyfriend wasn’t going to be tagging along. It had been a while since the two of you hung out on campus. Speaking of him, your phone vibrated in your pocket and when you pulled it out, it was a text from him. 

“Look, quit calling me. Last week didn’t mean anything to me and you already knew I was in a relationship. Leave me alone.”

You stopped in your tracks. 

“Huh? What are you talking about?” You responded back.

15 minutes goes by and there isn’t a reply. Suddenly a growing sickness starts to overwhelm you. Your mind was starting to go all over the place. Was he….cheating on you?

“Hey, Y/N! You made it!” One of your friends shouted from behind you. Jimin came over and put his arm around you. 

“Ready to get fucked up and forget about the exams? Don’t worry, I won’t tell Namjoon.”

You started to tear up. “I-…He…-”

You couldn’t get yourself to say it so you just handed him your phone. He took a few seconds to process it and he started to call him.

“Hey! What are you doing? I don’t want to talk to him!” You protested, trying to steal your phone back but Jimin blocked you. 

The call went straight to voicemail. Jimin growled. 

“Who the fuck does he think he is?!”

You stared down at the concrete underneath you. The two of you stood there, only being illuminated but the lone street light above you.

“…Jimin I don’t really want to go out anymore…I think I’m just gonna drink in my dorm…”

You stared walking back and Jimin grabbed your arm. 

“No. I don’t want you to be alone. Who knows what you’ll do.”

You shrugged. “Who cares? ……Obviously not Namjoon.” you mumbled.

“Y/N. Stop it. I care. Let’s just go out anyway. I’ll pay for you.”

You agreed and followed Jimin to meet up with the rest of your friends. As you sat at the bar waiting to get your drink, Namjoon called you. You chose to ignore it and turn your phone off. Talking to him now was only going to make you feel worse about it. You didn’t want to hear the, “Things just aren’t working out.” Speech just yet. Shot after shot kept getting passed down to you. You just kept accepting them, hoping it would ease the pain just by a little bit. After one too many you tried to get up, almost falling over.. Jimin came and caught you. 

“Well I think this is a good time to cut you off. I’ll take you back to your dorm, okay? Y/N? Can you hear me?”

With a small nod you laid your head on his back as he carried you back to your dorm. Jimin took the key out of your purse and unlocked the door. He set you down. 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to stay?” He asked, still worried.

“I’m here, already. It’s fine.”

“I can’t believe he cheated on you…” He says quietly.

You shrugged. “That’s life, I guess. Thanks for walking me to my room..Night Jimin”

He smiles. “Good night, Y/N. Don’t be too hard on yourself.”

He watched you go inside and when you shut the door he decided to return to his own room. As you came in you locked the door behind you. When you turned around you found Namjoon sitting on your bed.

“Y/N….We need to talk.”

You groaned. “Do we?”

He patted the seat next to him. “Yeah. We do.”

You impulsively ran over and slapped him. The sudden boldness from you was probably thanks to the alcohol but damn was it giving you a rush. 

“DON’T. I don’t want to hear it! Just get the hell out of my room!”

Namjoon grabbed your wrist, yanking you down to him and pulling you into his lap. He held you tightly against his chest.

“I did something stupid…and I know that but i’m-”

You pushed him off and stood back up. “You can’t even say what you did…now you want to start acting like a coward? You cheated on me!”

He looked up at you, his apologetic eyes looking like he was prepared for you to hit him again.

“…I know. I cheated on you..but it was a moment of weakness! She’s not the one i’m in love with!”

Namjoon took notice of your hands clenching, seeing your knuckles start to turn white, and the tears already running down your face. He reached out and held your two shaking hands. 

“..Who was it? huh?” You started to sob. 

He looked down at himself in disappointment. “She’s in my psychology class. We were supposed to be studying but she came onto me. And I haven’t seen you in so long because you’re always working or in class or studying-!

As if you couldn’t get any more furious, he just made it worse.

“What? So it’s my fucking fault you cheated on me?! Sorry I don’t have time to get you off when i’m trying to work towards my future!”

He finally stood up from his seat. “Look, I know I fucked up but part of this is your fault too!”

You opened your mouth to argue but suddenly you felt all those drinks coming back up. So instead of some witty comeback coming out you ended up vomiting all over the floor. When you almost fell over, Namjoon caught you.

“Are you okay?? How much did you drink tonight?”

You tried to push him away again but you were starting to feel weak. It didn’t take long for you to pass out in his arms. He tried to clean you up as much as possible, as well as your carpet, before laying you in bed. He laid down beside you and held you into his arms because he knew there was a possibility that it would be the last time. He drew little circles with his finger on you. The more he kept looking at you the more the guilt was getting to him. 

“..I’m so sorry Y/N.” he whispered, kissing your forehead. 

cross my heart and hope to die

Still Here

I’d been beaten up a bit, but not seriously hurt, and I knew the bruises would be gone in no more than a week, leaving no trace of the incident. Hotch was in the process of cuffing the unsub, and Rossi was talking to the local officers. I stepped out of the building and looked around. JJ and Emily were the first to approach me, a flurry of questions. 

“I’m fine, guys, it’s nothing,” I assured them, hugging them both as Morgan approached us. 

“Hey, girl,” he said, hugging me gently. “You alright?”

I nodded. 

“Yeah, I’m good, Morgan,” I said, and then looked around, noticing the absence of one very important member of the team. 

“Where’s Reid?” I asked. Morgan turned and pointed him out to me, sitting on the bumper of the SUV, his elbows on his knees, his head resting in his hands. 

“Is he okay?” I asked. I felt JJ’s hand on my shoulder and glanced back at her. 

“He’s been a complete wreck,” she told me. “He’s the one who found your bracelet, and he’s been literally worried sick all day.” 

“I’m going to go talk to him,” I said, and JJ nodded as I walked away from them, towards Spencer. My shadow fell over him as he looked up at me. He looked like hell-pale, his eyes rimmed in red, the bags underneath his eyes more pronounced than usual. 

“Hey,” I said, smiling at him. “How come I didn’t get a welcome back hug from you, genius?” He stared at me, and I noticed tears begin to well in his eyes. 

“This isn’t funny, (Y/N)!” he exclaimed angrily. “I’ve been worried sick all day, and you just waltz over here and make a joke?” 

I stared at him, surprised by his outburst. 

“Whoa, okay,” I said, taking a step back. “I’m sorry I bothered you, Reid.” I turned to walk away, feeling confused and a little hurt, but the sound of him drawing in a ragged breath propelled me to turn back and look at him. 

Tears were streaming down his cheeks, and his eyes met mine, full of fear and hurt and total anguish, so expressive that it stopped me in my tracks. 

“Spencer?” I said cautiously. 

“I thought I would never see you again, (Y/N),” he choked. “When I found your bracelet, I thought you were de-” he struggled to say the word, but it came out more as a strangled sob instead, and I could see that he was starting to crumble. I moved forward and took him into my arms. He held tight to me, and I could tell he was trying not to cry. 

“I’m so sorry, Spencer,” I murmured. “I’m so sorry that you had to be the one to find that, and I’m sorry you were scared.” I could feel tears seeping into my shirt where his head was buried into my shoulder. 

“I can’t lose you,” he whispered. 

“Shh,” I soothed, tracing my fingers through his long hair. 

“Spencer, you’re not going to lose me,” I whispered. “I’m here. I’m okay.”

“I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

“For what, Spence?” I asked. 

“Not keeping you safe,” he breathed, and I held him closer, my heart absolutely shattering at his words. 

“Oh, Spencer,” I breathed. “This was not your fault, sweetheart. It wasn’t anybody’s fault, okay? And especially not yours.”

“I love you.” 

‘I love you’? What? We aren’t even dating! Not that I don’t want to be, but I always assumed he didn’t! Now I’m confused. What does this mean for us?

While I was lost in my whirlwind of thoughts, Spencer pulled away, looking crushed. 

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I shouldn’t have said that when it’s obvious you don’t feel that way about me. I’m glad you’re alright, (Y/N).” 

I began to panic as he turned away from me. This was not how I imagined our first ‘I love you’ would go!

“No, Spencer, wait!” I cried desperately, reaching for his hand. He turned back to look at me.

“I do feel that way about you,” I said. “I’m sorry, you just caught me by surprise because I always thought…”

“Thought what?” he asked, taking a hesitant step in my direction. 

“That I wasn’t good enough for you,” I admitted. 

“What?” he looked genuinely shocked. 

“No, no, (Y/N), you’re-you’re beautiful and smart and funny and you’re real. You’re amazing. If anything, you’re too good for me.” I laughed. 

“No,” I argued. “I am definitely not too good for you.” He smiled and I reached out, fitting myself perfectly back into his embrace, burying my head against his neck. 

“I love you, Spencer.” 

Intuition (Osomatsu/Reader)
In which Osomatsu’s S/O finally breaks down.

It took me way too long to work up the courage to post this but god writing it made me so emotional, I couldn’t let that go to waste. If you wanna get as wrecked as me, listen to this while you read.

I may write a follow-up next week (or just write more in general) if people like this, but the way it goes is 100% dependent on what happens in Episode 25. Anyways, yeah, feedback would be appreciated!;;

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anonymous asked:

I love this blog, so here's an angsty ask with a (hopefully) fluffy ending. Mukkun's s/o is usually the one taking care of everything in their shared life and apartment; one day, they get home from work, finding a mess and finally breaking down in a nervous cry due to tiredness and frustration: "I want a partner to rely on, not a child to look after, I'm tired of this!". Hopefully, that'd slap some good sense in the purple giant and let him realise how worn out his s/o is. Thank you so much! <3

Hello to you, dear Anon! (。^‿^。)/ Aww, thank you so much, it made me so happy to hear! Oh boy, Atsushi and his mess… I wish good luck to his s.o. All the good luck. He’s my favourite character, but I probably would drop dead (or he would, because I’d murder him). This took me more time than usual because a) it’s longer (4000 words wtf) and b) I’m also working on another chapter of my Suga fic that I’m posting on Ao3. Here we go!

This was not a good day.

You overslept and were late to work, got a nasty comment from boss on it, one of the clients was a real obnoxious pest to deal with, your brand new outfit got splashed by a car passing over a huge muddy puddle, the bus was packed and someone in your proximity there smelled like they hadn’t had a shower in a month, you typed in the wrong PIN twice when buying groceries and was stared at by all the people in the queue behind you, and you forgot your umbrella and the keys in the morning.

That was how you were stuck at your own doorsteps in the dark (since the light bulb in the lamp above you must have burned out), waiting for Murasakibara to let you in.

In rain pouring down at you like a tsunami.

For ten minutes now.

Yeah, this really was not a good day.

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20 questions

Tagged by @nox-writings a whiiiile ago sorry it took me so long!

1. Favourite colour

Red or blue or purple

2. Favourite book

Her Name in the Sky or The Song of Achilles or Ari and Dante

3. Top 3 films

1. 10 things I hate about you 2. A star is born 3. Rock of Ages

5. Future plans Idek what I want to do tomorrow *sigh* but I guess it’s mainly graduate and, hopefully, get to meet at least one of my internet friends at some point (I’m looking at you, @loony-loopin you are closest)
6. Religion don’t have one, but I believe in God (or at least a force greater than everything humanity knows).
7. Number of siblings one
8. Cats or dogs? DOGS
9. Tea or coffee? mostly coffee, though I do enjoy some nice English Breakfast with milk fdfkd
10. Favourite food pasta pasta pasta
11. Favourite season Autumn
12. Sexuality uh. Pansexual maybe? Idek I can be attracted to anyone regardless of gender so I guess pansexual it is.
13. Top 3 hobbies reading, wasting time on the internet (sigh), and drawing.
14. Your fandoms harry potter, p!atd… and those are the ones I’m active in right now, used to be more.
15. Your current profession school 
16. Your dream holiday a small town  in autumn when everyone is wearing scarves and over-sized jumpers and boots and getting to walk around the small town with someone I love and drinking hot cocoa (can you see my love for the small things in life).
17. Pepsi or coke? coke
18. Your pets none T_T
19. Your favourite scent cooking food, my mom’s perfume, and wet bricks.
20. Your dress style  honestly, idek

I tag: @loony-loopin @rikkachloechan @kapitan5o @thecatempire and @not-an-ivy

A different kind of lost (Peter Pan)

Pan was on the camp like everyday, nothing was new, everything was quiet because everyone was sleeping, even Peter. Until a fairy woke him up “What?” He groaned to the fairy with a tired expression in his face “It’s a lost soul” She informed him worriedly hoping that would be enough to agree to go with her, but it wasn’t. He just turned around ignoring the fairy. “The shadow takes care of that” Peter reminded her, trying to go back to sleep “She needs you!” She begged him, Peter quickly got up, now paying attention to the red fairy “She?” He asked interested, the fairy just nodded and flew away, Peter reached her and they left Neverland, to go to the real world, the flew in the cold night and stopped in the window of a hospital room. “A hospital?” He asked frowning, the fairy quickly shushed him “Just wait and see” She says calmly, Peter obeys. The room has two lamps and both of them are on; a girl about his age with (h/c) is sleeping, her hands rest on the pillow and her mouth is half open, but she doesn’t seem comfortable, and it doesn’t take long for her to abruptly wake up and cough some blood that ends up in the floor. She goes back to the bed and looks at the roof completely emotionless, as she cleans her mouth -that also has blood-with her wrist and finally falls asleep. Peter can’t believe what he saw, he was disgusted this girl woke up in the middle of the night a puked blood on the floor, and then she went back to sleep like nothing ever happened, he entered the room and stared down at the mysterious girl trying to discover what was that thing that interested him. Because she didn’t seem sick to him, he just looked like an ordinary girl, but something told him that she wasn’t what she looked like “She’s not lost because she doesn’t feel part of something, she’s lost because she’s loosing her own identity” She says getting closer to Peter, he slowly touches her hair but that was enough to woke her up, when she opens her eyes and finds his she backs off, she isn’t afraid that’s for sure, she’s in a defensive mode, studying his face and every move that he does. “Hey… I’m not going to hurt you, I want to help you” he assures her “How could you help me?” She spat, Peter took a step closer to her, she doesn’t hesitated before taking the sharp knife and threat him “I can cure you” She couldn’t help but laugh at his confidence and he raised an eyebrow completely confused trying to understand why was so funny, he gave up and asked the girl. “What’s so funny?” She looked at him smiling “You think you have a cure for cancer? Oh, I’ll like to see that” She said mockingly, not bothering to hide the fact that she didn’t believed him at all, so the fairy decided to intervene by showing herself to the girl, who stopped talking as she watched in amusement the sparkly fairy, she touched her and her pixie dust tickled her earning a soft giggle to scape from her lips. Peter was there just patiently waiting for her to talk. She turned back at him and nodded before speaking ones again “I’ll go with you” she agreed as he sighed relieved “But if you come with me you need to know there’s no turning back” He warned her but she just laughed sarcastically “You think there’s anything I want to hold on to?” She added but he ignored her and took her by the hand before flying back to Neverland First he took her to the lake to drink the water and she walked right behind him the whole way, like a shadow, and as he guided her through the camp full of boys they started talking “So what’s your name?” He asked as they kept walking “Y/N” She simply said “And you are?” She added later, he turned around and raised an eyebrow cockily. “Oh, did I forget to introduce myself?” He asked rhetorically while he licked his lips “I’m Peter. Peter Pan” and then he smiles, although his cocky flirting tricks didn’t worked on her at all, because she rolled her eyes before walking right by Peter and hitting his elbow slightly, he didn’t gave up right way, he kept trying to provoke her, to annoy her, but nothing worked. When they arrived to the camp some of the boys watched her with curiosity, but some others watched as an enemy. Peter stood up, right in front of everyone with Y/N aside “Boys, we have a new Lost Girl. No one can hurt her. Did you heard me?” He asked, but before the Lost Boys agreed, she pushed him, making Peter fall to the ground. “I don’t need your protection” she said coldly and looked at the boys “I’m not here to be your mom and tell stories, I’m here to be free, and if you don’t like that you can go to hell” She explained showing her middle finger and walking out, but Peter reached her. “What the hell was that?” She shrugged “The truth” “No, you’re making them doubt about my authority!” She took a step closer “Whoa, Whoa! Calm down, I’m just here because you brought me, because I have no problem in staying in a bed waiting the day I die!” She exclaimed, Peter roughly pinned her up against the tree, by holding her neck “I swear if you don’t shut up, you’re going to regret it” He wasn’t bluffing around, he was serious and Y/N perceived that but she wouldn’t let him win “Then so be it” she challenged him and split out on Peter’s face so he set her free, ones he did Y/N ran away (…) “TRAINING” he exclaimed and all of you came out from everywhere, although you were very nervous because you knew Peter was getting his revenge from days ago, and you were terrified but you weren’t stupid so you decided to bring a knife and hide it on your sleeve with some leaves you picked out the day after. “Every single one of you will fight with Y/N” Knew it-you thought and you also knew that they were fighting without mercy, you shivered when he grinned at you sassily. “And you can use what ever you want” He added, but he didn’t gave an advantage only to the Lost Boys but Y/N as well. Y/N stood there not letting Peter see the fear in her eyes, she reminded herself that she would only use the knife as her last source to survive. Although the boys didn’t took long to knock her down she never gave up. Right now she was facing Albert, one of the oldest boys how punched her right in her face, she kept silent until she split blood out in the floor and let the blood from her nose got in her mouth tasting it accidentally. Y/N hit him with her head and the boy stood ball down but he hold her by the knees to knock her down as well, Albert stood up and punched her in the stomach merciless so she pulled out the knife and stabbed him in his leg, and took it out quickly as she slowly stood up shaking slightly holding her stomach, mouth breathing, she didn’t knew how to fight, but she did knew the basics about using a knife. “That’s enough” He said and you left without hesitating, ones she got to her room and take some leaves to “cure” her injuries, she tried as much as she could to cover the scratches until Peter came in. “Take this” he said leaving some water in her bed, she took it and snorted in disbelief. “So that’s what you wanted” she mumbled “What?” He asked trying to act innocent “You wanted to proof that I’m weak. Well, you know what?” She took the water and smashed it in the floor, Peter just left angrily Several months had passed now and Y/N healed too slowly, the bruises could still be seen, she assured everyone that she didn’t feel pain anymore but she was lying. It didn’t hurt that bad anymore, it was bearable but she didn’t told anyone because wanted to be part of them and if she had to be injured quite badly to win the respect from everyone then so be it. She started training a while ago by her own and that’s why her healing process was too slow. The boys started to feel respect for her when they knew she rejected the water several times to heal and even Peter respect her. Then Peter told her about her plans of taking Henry’s heart and you needed to make Henry comfortable so Peter could manipulate him, but ones her family came to the rescue it all started to fall apart, it was night already and you were watching Henry, you walked around the cage to keep yourself awake. You were just distract for a second, but that was enough for them, the hit your neck so you past away and they took you to Storybrooke. When you woke up and notice you weren’t on Neverland anymore you got scared, they were all watching you and you knew everyone because of what Peter had told you “Why am I here?” “To get Henry back” Regina said and Emma got near you. “We’re…” “I know who you all are Emma” you interrupted her, you could easily tell they were all impressed “But you have to take me back” You said calmly but they shook their heads “You don’t understand I…” You trailed off before you were hit by dizziness as you felt your nose bleed and you didn’t took long to cough blood on the bed. “You need to take me back” You insisted, Snow White’s eyes sparkled with compassion. “You’ll go when Pan gives us Henry back” “I’LL BE DEAD BY THEN!” You shouted angrily as you felt the tears falling down your face, so you covered it with your hands sobbing loudly as everyone looked at you with pity. Meanwhile Peter was loosing his mind, ones he noticed you left he looked for you restlessly but he couldn’t find you, he was scared, he pictured you lost somewhere you would never be found or even dead. Ones he managed to think clearly he remembered Storybrooke and he brought Henry with him, when he got there he told Henry to take him wherever he thought you could be found and ones both of them stood in the savior’s house he couldn’t handle his worry and eagerness and he kicked the door with his foot with Henry behind “WHERE IS SHE? He exclaimed and kept his way to the bedroom because everyone were too busy welcoming Henry. When he saw you his heart stopped beating and he ran by your side, you’re eyes were closed and your skin was too pale, you looked like a dead body and he got scared as he shakes you slightly “Y/N…” Nothing “Y/N, please don’t do this to me” His voice cracks and he started crying “Open your eyes” he says as he shakes you ones more, you slowly start to open your eyes and when you see him you hugged him with the little strength you have left and he hugs you back. “You came for me” You mumbled relived as you cried “I’ll always will” He says

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So AI EXPO has officially ended! I was so worried about being unable to come to the 2nd day of the event because there was an emergency but phew, luck was on my side!

AHHHH AI EXPO seriously felt like a Meet & Greet with me for the past 2 days. At first it was just a running joke after my friend put my cosplay picture in the event’s poster lol Then I ended up being a judge for the Karaoke contest and performed (unprepared) on stage, became a guest speaker for the workshop as well as got my art auctioned and all. This is the first time I participated in an event so much (usually I just cosplay with friends) uhuhu So many people even took pictures with me and had me sign their loot again. What surprised me most was the auction. Four of my works were auctioned and one of them got the highest bid for the night. I am so overwhelmed! 😭😭😭 If you were there, you would see me going like thisヽ(゚〇゚)ノ earlier. 707 your power is srsly so amazing! To the people who bought my original comic, thank you so much!! I LOVE YOUUUU!!! It was a very old piece but I’m so glad that there is still a huge demand for it. Sadly, I could only print a few copies. And everyone who bought my prints…. may God bless your beautiful souls ;;;;;; AHHH I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE THIS UGUHUU 😭😭😭This is all JayCee & @aegisdea’s fault uwaaa//// all those sleepless nights and working myself to the bone despite being sick is SO SO SOOOOOO WORTH IT!

I also saw my old students from Joy Fernando’s Summer Art Workshop!! One of them gave me a drawing! (You cutie I WILL FRAME THIS) QwQ I also met new people~ fellow artists, new Manga students, the ICC students (who helped organize the event)~ they were all so awesome and nice! Special thanks to my friends @blindwithoutglasses, @amei-arts, @noridiculous & Jana (idk your tumblr /sobs) for manning my side of the table while I was gone. I wasn’t able to man it because I was at the Manga Workshop until 5pm. So for those who wanted to meet me or sign the prints, I’m really sorry about that. Hopefully we could meet again next time!

Thank you so much to everyone who participated and made the event become a success! I hope everyone had a great time! <3 AI EXPO SRSLY MADE ALL MY WISHES COME TRUE I KEN DIE HAPPEH NOW

Another special thanks to @alcestisam for being my sponsor lmao jk jk but for supporting me when I was about to give up on selling the prints last Friday because of technical and financial difficulties… thanks sugar momma (also get well soon too) 😘😘😘

I’m still sick so I think I’m gonna rest for a few days. I’ll get back to you guys about the Nationwide and International Shipping details once I’m all rested up! But one thing I’m gonna add is that A3 size prints and 2x3 ft tarps “might” get added to the list if there’s a demand for those sizes~ we just need to know how we could ship them safely. Thank you so much for your patience!

P.S. I hope those who purchased the whole set and got the secret print could keep the secret unknown to the public hahaha get it? XD I’ve seen some people who have posted the secret print online but it’s always fun to keep people guessing~ I mean, the faces of the people who saw the secret print was priceless!! <3 (I hope it was worth it for the buyers~ ;w;)