I will try to post something tomorrow

Another life update!
So, I may or may not be having a certain tmi week happening. Lately I’ve been trying to go to bed after work, because im so drained. That’s why you havent heard much from me!
Tomorrow, however, and the next day, I am off! So I’m going to try and post a few hcs, and at least get a start on the Seven fic. I’m slowly getting more worried about that one because I just can’t think of anything. Hopefully tomorrow or so something will hit…
So tldr, I’m cramping and exhausted from it so I’ve been a bit quiet in terms of hc. Hopefully things will pick up tomorrow!

Is there such thing as way to many posts about ep 10 victor’s engagement scene? The answer is NO, so here’s another one

prepare for a long post

I spot something round made of gold

“lucky charm”

cue in church scene… you know what happens in churches??? this

from what I’ve been told, marriage proposals in Japan are discreet. They are not the usual “will you marry me?” that we, westerners have. The “will you take care of me” from the last episode was a good example of that and this “I’ll try my best from tomorrow”, which refers to the figure skating routine is even more discreet. Yuuri learnt to show is love to victor through ice skating, so it only makes sense that his proposal is somehow related to that.

And Victor understood what Yuuri was implying. That face is a bit of shock and surprise, but it’s much more a face of understanding what’s going on, what Yuuri’s words imply

The fact that he pull off a ring and did the same kind of vow, shows that he was also thinking about it for some time

And even though Yuuri did the first move, even though he took the initiative, he was still insecure, because as you can see, the decision of buying the rings was kind of impulsing. He was shocked when Victor put a ring on his finger, because, although he was sure he loved him, he wasn’t sure that Victor loved him back. That was the confirmation he needed. That is the reason behind these smiles

And then, of course, we have the restaurant scene

(victor looks so happy!!!)

and this is the precise moment that the truth hits pichit

the yoi fandom in one picture:

(don’t even try to deny it, yuuri)

Their reactions!!!!

Christophe: oh my, my friend just got engaged, I’m so happy for him. when will I find my true love?

Otabek: marriage is good. I applaud this union between to people

yurio: UUUHHHHH? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN? WH WAS I NOT INFORMED OF THEIR INTENTIONS PREVIOUSLY?

minado and mari: uh… I did not see that one coming. finally…

reactions:

minado and mari: dammit victor, you ruined everything. you had to do that. did you not see yuuri last year? you will never get married

Christophe: cute, but I’ll win

yurio and otabek: GAME ON. there’s no way in hell that’ll happen. I’ll win and you’ll remain single forever

pichit: uhm… I want to win, but I also want them to get married…. What should I do in order to get both?

10

gotta be careful about what you tell an alien who’s just found out he’s an alien

a doodle comic that got totally outta hand bc man reigen makes such a cool agent

MIB AU setup from this post  

Things to Ask a Diviner When You Don’t Know What to Ask

So let’s say that you’ve found a diviner that you really like, and you want to get a reading from them, and you don’t know what to ask. Or, let’s say you do your own divination, and you want to ask your cards/runes/other divinatory tool something besides the general reading - some specific information that will help you, but you just can’t figure out how to ask.

Here is that list!

(P.S., This post was the idea of @resonance-of-libra​. I’m just the one who made it.)

  • Is there anything I would benefit from knowing that I have not asked about?
  • How will tomorrow be for me?
  • Are any spiritual entities trying to contact me? Who? What are they trying to say?
  • Is there anything I’m forgetting?
  • What does my subconscious want to say to me that I’ve ignored?
  • What do I need to focus on in life right now?
  • What is my pet thinking about?
  • What should I draw/write about?
  • Has anyone done magic on me without my knowledge? Who? What kind?
  • Is anyone gossiping about me?
  • How do others view me?
  • How can I be more true to myself?
  • What do my ancestral spirits think of me?
  • How can I connect with my god/spirits/true self/nature?
  • What did that dream mean?
  • Do I have any surprises in store for me in my immediate future?
  • What do I need to know about love/career/education/friendships/situations with another?
  • How can I move forward in my career/love life/education?
  • What can I do to evolve as a spirit?
  • What is the strongest foundation I have to build on when it comes to my career/love life/future/education/health?
  • What am I not considering in this big decision of mine?
  • What do I need to cut out of my life right now?
  • What issues or things do I need to avoid right now?
  • What are the pros/cons of this?
  • How can I enjoy life more?
  • What are my good traits? What traits do I need to work on? How?
  • What are the good things in life that I’m ignoring?
  • What are examples of times I’ve done a good job?
  • What things should I be grateful for?
  • What can I look to in order to find meaning in my life?
  • What lies am I telling to myself? Others?
  • Why am I afraid of this thing? How do I conquer that fear?
  • What should I learn from my past?
  • What is the lesson before me in my life?
  • What celestial/natural/biological cycles are affecting me right now?
  • What resources do I have?
  • How can I make X easier on me?
  • What do I need to let go?
  • What part of my shadow self do I need to address? How do I address it?
  • What habits do I need to change? How?
  • What kind of spell should I cast?

mmarycontrary  asked:

Are you on pixiv? Because if so, great, cute! If not, it looks like someone has reposted =( member(.)php?id=20933763

Thank you so, so much for checking in with me! :D No worries, that’s my pixiv! No art theft there ^ ^

It really means a lot to me that you’re looking out for me, thank you so much! ;A; So don’t think this is me being annoyed, not at all, but just to clarify for future reference so there’s no confusion:

My Tumblr blog on computer:

If you click the link on my bio, the links are listed there too! These lead to my Twitter:

both of which lead to my Pixiv (which I am slow to update oops):

All of these links point to each other! That’s how you can tell it’s actually me and not an imposter ^ ^ These are my only current art blogs, and the only places that should have my art at the moment. Everything else is likely art theft.

I do not have an art facebook, but I do have an abandoned cosplay facebook page with the same name that I use to occasionally ask people to take down my stolen art ^ ^;

But please, if you’re ever uncertain it never hurts to ask! So thank you so much once again! m(_ _)m

Flu Shot

Request:  Hi! Can I get a John Laurens x reader where he forces her to go to the doctor for her flu shot but she don’t want to so he literally throws her over his shoulder and carries her to the doctor’s? That would make me laugh…

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

Time: Modern

Word count: 837

Warning: Mentions of shots/needles(I think that goes without saying)

A/N: Hey guys! Soo,I know it’s been a while since I posted something and I’m sorry about that, but things should go back to normal starting today. I know that this once is a little shorter than usual, but I’m currently working on a Hercules request that should be out today or tomorrow. Anyways, sorry again for the lack of content and I hope you enjoy!


When you heard a knock on your door one Monday evening you knew exactly who is was. Your friend John had been trying for ages to get you to visit the clinic and get a flu shot. It had been a while since your last one and you supposed he was just worried about you, but it was getting a little irritating.

“So, here’s how it’s gonna go,” John started, stepping into your home without invitation once you opened the door. “We’re going to the doctor’s and you’re gonna get your flu shot." 

"Funny…” You muttered, closing the front door. “We already discussed this, John. I’m not going to get a shot.”

“Even if I take you out for ice cream after?”

“Yes, even if you take me out for ice cream after.”

John huffed. “What the hell, you love ice cream.”

“I also hate getting shots.”

“Then we can do literally anything else you want. Come on, please?”

You let out a small laugh as you crossed the room to sit down on your couch.

“I don’t get why you’re so obsessed with me getting this damn flu shot.”

“Because! You might die from the flu if you don’t get properly vaccinated!”

“I think you’re exaggerating just a smidge”

“I’m not.”

You stifled a quiet giggle as John got more and more upset. It was oddly cute seeing him worry like this about you, but you’d never thought him as one to even care for stuff like this.

“Since when were you so concerned for my health.”

“Since always,” He told you truthfully, suddenly softening. You let out a sigh.

“I told you, John, I’m not going. You know I hate the doctors, you know I hate needles. I’m not going." 

John crossed his arms, looking as though he was pouting like an eight-year-old. "You have to get your shot, (Y/N).”

“I don’t! Plenty of people don’t get vaccines and they’re fine.”

“Okay, I see,” John said, suddenly gaining a grin over his features,“ You just don’t wanna go because you’re a baby.”

“I’m not being a baby! I just don’t feel like going.”

"You don’t feel like going because you’re a baby." 

That struck a nerve, for sure, but you knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to convince you to go by insulting you. You wouldn’t let him get under your skin. 

"Whatever John. Get out of my house and get your own dumb flu shot.”   You grumbled, standing from your couch to head into the kitchen. However, you were stopped when John scooped you up in his arms and threw you over his shoulder.

You were almost angry. Almost. However, you were just a bit more stunned than anything. Partially because you hadn’t quite processed what was happening and partially because you hadn’t realized how strong he was.

“What…” Was all you managed as John carried you out of your house.

“I’m taking you to get that shot whether you like it or not." 

At his words, you immediately started squirming, kicking your legs and flailing your arms. You brought your fist down against his back and he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he laughed.

"You think your baby hands are gonna stop me?”

“What? Baby hands!? John, let go!”

“Not a chance.”  You could almost hear the smugness in his voice. 

“I hate you,” You muttered as you went limp, dangling over his shoulder as he carried you to his car.

“You love me,” He corrected. You sighed again and looked up, grinning widely as you noticed the incredulous looks your neighbors had been giving you two. You innocently smiled and waved before you were set down beside John’s car. He opened the passenger’s seat for you and gave you a small smile.

“Come on, get in. It won’t be as bad as you think.”

Despite not wanting to be subjected to the disgusting moment of a needle jabbing into your skin, you groaned and slipped into the car. You knew John wouldn’t give up until you finally did it, and you were already at his car. You might as well just get it over with.

“Fine, But you are taking me out for ice cream afterward.”

“I promise.”

Like he’d said, the shot wasn’t as bad as you had been imagining in your head. It only lasted a split second and the pain had been, at most, a small pinch.

And, true to his word, John took you to get ice cream on your way home.
As you sat and talked in the booth of the ice cream parlor, you realized how much John cared for you. He definitely wouldn’t have gone through all this trouble if he didn’t. He was a good friend of yours, so you supposed it didn’t completely shock you. But, as you watched John talk, shoveling chocolate ice cream into his mouth, your heart was warmed at the thought that you had someone as good as him to watch over you.

I feel like I really needed a hug this week.  This guy probably does too ^ ^;

~~~

Other Avengers x BH6 posts:

BH6 characters as the Avengers

Hiro meets Tony Stark

Okay so I usually don’t bother much with follower count and such but I just wanted to give all of you a huge thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I was actually considering letting this blog die once 2017 rolled in, but then Yuri on Ice happened and I gathered the courage I needed to try and blog about something else besides Tolkien and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made with this blog. In the past month my posts have accumulated around 370 000 notes which is so INSANE I can’t believe it. December was definitely one of the best months ever for me, and I’ve been clinging to this damn website for more than 4 years now. I’m extremely flattered by this amazing response, and never thought it would happen again after The Hobbit was done with all its movies.

So THANK YOU to everyone who followed me recently and THANK YOU to everyone who followed me exclusively for Tolkien and who still sticks around. Everything I’ve done in the past month has been met with overwhelming positivity, be it gifsets, metas or silly memes, and I haven’t had this much fun in ages! 2016 was a very trying year for most of us, and I lost someone very dear to me that meant a lot as I grew up, and only a short while after my girlfriend broke up with me and I hit a wall where I thought I would never be happy again. That’s the reason my blog started dying, I just didn’t have the energy to do anything in that period and I was ready to give up.

But I’m so glad I stuck around and didn’t give in, because in the past 2 months everything started to turn around and I managed to get out of my depression and finally found a new passion in YoI, and at the same time I met a lovely new girl who I’m now proud to call my s/o. I want to thank everyone who stuck by me and sent me positive vibes during the period when I was the most down, it made a world of difference and for the first time in years I can actually say that I’ve been feeling genuinely happy lately. And you’re one of the reasons I can say that.

SO, ONCE AGAIN, THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR THIS OVERWHELMING SUPPORT. It truly means a lot to me. Thank you. I hope you all have an incredible year!!  ♡

When in doubt end cheesy post

Love Equation | Oneshot

Summary: Me minus you equals zero.
Word Count: 2,648
Genre: angsty-ish with fluff :^)
Member: Lee Chan
TW: none i can think of! let me know if you need anything tagged

A/N: project “try to write something for the loml every day until his bday” is a go! idk if i can manage this, but i’m trying my best :’) also, has anyone caught the trend yet? if you haven’t, then wait until tomorrow’s post and try to see if you get it!

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Darkiplier

So, I’ve been trying to figure out a solid look for Darkiplier for a very long time. I never really got around to making anything because I could never find a look that I liked and was different from Anti. I wanted to do something different with the eyes and just show that they are two separate entities entirely. Two completely different ‘species’, so to speak. The completely blackened eyes worked out for a while but that’s just a bit too simple for this heavy editor right here. And, thus, snake eye-d Darkiplier. I think I might stick with this look from now on for Dark edits. :)

Family

Word Count: 1470

Genre: fluff, a bit of angst, very very domestic parent!phan

Warnings: denied adoption (not explicitly mentioned, but strongly hinted at)

Summary/Prompt:

Thomas knows something’s up with his parents. They had forgotten his bedtime story the last few days, so he goes to their room to ask for one, and is instead confronted with the sight of his Papa comforting a crying Dan.

A/N Don’t worry, this has a happy ending, I promise.

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i just. love soldier/spy so much. especially slow burn with a sudden realization stuff

like there’s a battle going and it’s going badly, spy ends up stranded with no time to cloak and no allies nearby

then suddenly bam! soldier’s there blastin dudes left and right, they make it out, maybe they win and maybe they don’t but it’s right then and there lookin at soldier all rugged and bloodied with his shirt strategically ripped to show off some muscle that spy realizes oh no, oh god, he’s in love with this buffoon

especially if he’s just broken off relations with scout’s mom and he’s decided okay, no more relationships, from here on in he’s a hardened professional and, to quote another ex, professionals don’t have feelings

but then here’s this doof? this stupid, overly happy, blunt guy who runs around being as unsubtle as possible who’s about as opposite from spy as you can get but spy’s head over heels here and he just. can’t stop thinking about him

then they have a big victory and everyone’s celebrating and in his giddiness spy kisses soldier right then and there full on the lips

everything kinda slows a minute and spy’s like oh god oh no oh shit and there’s a moment’s pause before soldier kisses him right back and nothing else matters

then of course they’re inseparable, spy constantly giving soldier little gifts like hella quality cigarettes and lil chocolate assortments, gives him cute pet names and gentle kisses on the cheek and forehead and hands and soldier’s as blunt and carefree as always and does big spine crushing bear hugs where he just sweeps spy up and won’t let go

aaaahhhhhh i love this ship so much i’m so happy

Ok, so before I post the next chapter of umfb&mha tomorrow, I just want to clarify something about the usernames that are going to be used. There were a lot more (A LOT MORE) people than I thought who were interested in having their usernames involved in the fic (for anyone who doesn’t know what I’m talking about the original post can be found here). I will try and use as many names as possible but there is a good chance that I wont get through them all in the main fic and companion fic. Therefore, for the sake of fairness to make sure that everyone has an equal chance of having their name used, I have taken everyone who liked the original post and put their names into a random generator so that it’s complete luck whose gets chosen. Kind of like a lottery but the prize is much less cool! 

So if you wanted your username used and liked the original post there is a chance your name will actually appear in the fic but unfortunately I can’t promise anything. It is all up to chance. Good luck!

//Heads up, Guys!

Just a minor PSA in the form of a skit lol

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“I can’t believe you still have this.” Sofia laughed holding up a crumpled picture she drew when she was little. 

 Callie’s hands shook as she took the yellowing picture from her daughter’s hands. “I still can’t figure out which is which.” she shook her head with a smile. She looked at the juvenile scrawls and many different shades of color before tucking a gray hair behind her ear. 

 Sofia took the picture back and turned it trying to figure out for herself. “I think this one is the jellyfish, and this one is the mermaid.” 

 “Mmm.” Callie sighed and took a sip of her now cool tea. “Your mother gave that to me.” 

 Folding the picture and carefully putting it back in it’s resting place, Sofia curiously tilted her head to the side. “Really?” 

 “I was having…problems at work. I had to go to court and something led to another and she found me crying in a bathroom.” 

 “Wait, isn’t that how you met?” 

 “No, no, we met because I was crying in a bar bathroom.” 

 Sofia shook her head and waved her hand. “Never mind, keep going.” the younger Torres wouldn’t admit it out loud, but hearing stories about her mothers together always made her giddy. 

 “She saw me upset so…she gave me a picture you drew in the car. This picture,” she said holding up the folded piece of paper. “She gave it to me so I would feel better, so when I was angry or upset, I could look at what you made and feel better.” 

 A long, reminiscent look filled Callie’s eyes, the brown orbs shimmering as they looked off somewhere Sofia could only imagine. “You miss her, don’t you?” 

 Callie stood up and walked over to the back of the living room, a picture of her and the blonde when they were much younger on one of their first dates. She smiled at the memory. “Yeah.” 

 “Do you still love her?” Sofia whispered. 

 Callie was about to open her mouth to answer when the subject at hand entered the room. “Dinner’s ready! I think we better eat soon before little Timmy has another fit. You excited to have some turkey?” she cooed to the chubby, dark haired baby in her arms. “Sofia, come get this cutie, grandma’s getting a little tired holding this tiny one.” she tickled her grandson’s tummy and her fading blue eyes shone at her grandson’s laughter. 

 Sofia got up to take her son in her arms and kissed his cheeks. “Come on, big boy, lets eat!” she squealed. 

 Arizona watched the two most important people in her life leave the room, a piece of hair, the lightest of blondes, falling into her wrinkling face catching Callie’s attention. “You ready to eat?” she asked. 

 Through the years, through the pain and loss and tragedies, Arizona still managed to contain some joy, some happiness that Callie loved to see every chance she got. 

 Shakily getting to her feet and walking up to her old lover, Callie couldn’t help but tuck the stray piece of hair behind Arizona’s ear. “Yeah.”

 “Calliope,” Arizona blushed avoiding Callie’s eyes. “Let’s go eat.” she took Callie’s hand and led her to the dining room. 

 Yeah, Callie thought. She did still love her.