and i love to fix 'em

I love the base game baseball tees for females, so I thought I’d do a few cute recolours (kinda) of my own :D They feature a variety of designs, one for every kinda sim :P Hope you enjoy them and let me know if there are any problems with ‘em!

• Base game Compatible

• Disabled for random

• YA-E Females only

• Problem with large or small breasts making the designs on the shirt distorted: I’m sorry I don’t know how to fix this, but they look okay with the medium sized breasts like the sims in the preview

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Grammys: Josh Dun imagine

Y/N: Sorry this one’s kinda short, I just did a little drabble (but it’s longer than a series chapter) let me know if you want a part two maybe and I’ll whip something up ok love you guys!!! And btw some of these requests I’ve been getting lately are super amazing I love em I love you xoxo

Anonymous said:
Hi! Can I request a josh dun x reader where they’re at the Grammys and Josh goes with her and he is very happy to show her girlfriend to the world? Please 😁

*female reader

Staring at yourself in the mirror, you examined your dress, your makeup, your hair, everything about you. You had to look perfect. There would be millions of people watching you, eyes fixed on you, giving you the title of the girlfriend belonging to the one and only Joshua William Dun of Twenty One Pilots. And completely honest, you were not ready at all. Josh was handsome and hot and talented and famous and you were, well, you. Your smile faded away as you looked at yourself in the mirror, trying to take a deep breath and search for that lost self-confidence, closing your eyes and beginning to tell yourself you looked just fine when you felt two arms wrap around you, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck before resting on your shoulder and whispering in your ear. “You look absolutely gorgeous, y/n,” Josh murmured quietly before placing a quick kiss on your cheek. “Damn I don’t think I’m going to let you leave the house looking like that.”

“Whatever,” you giggled, turning around and looking up at him, both of you sharing a rather passionate kiss. When you pulled away, you stared into your eyes. “Really? I look okay?”

“Okay?” he raised his eyebrows. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“You sure?” you insisted.

“I swear,” he chuckled. “Gosh, I have to give it to Jenna, you do look really amazing in yellow.” It had been Tyler’s idea for the two of you to wear bright yellow dresses to match Josh’s new hair. While you seemed a little skeptical at first, Jenna insisted, saying it complimented your eyes, and even dragged you out to a shop for the day to go searching for the perfect one for you.

“The dress looks like Belle’s from Beauty and the Beast,” you nodded, twirling around in it once, the fabric flowing around your legs and Josh’s smile grew even wider.

“Exactly,” he grinned. “You’re a princess.”

“More like the beast,” you teased.

“Oh shut up,” he rolled his eyes, pulling you into a huge hug. “I’m not lying when I say you look like the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

“You’re too kind,” you smirked. “Now come on. Let’s hurry over there and kick butt! I bet you’re going to win more than one!”

“We’re lucky if we win one,” he laughed. “But I agree, we should head over.”

When you were both driving to the venue, you could feel something was off. Josh kept biting his lower lip, knuckles turning white because he was clenching the steering wheel too hard, or constantly darting his eyes around nervously. “You okay, babe?” you raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Huh?” he whipped his head around to look at you when he reached a stop light. “I’m okay.”

“You look nervous as hell,” you softened your eyes.

“I am,” he admitted. “I’m scared to death.”

“Don’t worry,” you soothed. “You look amazing, your music sounds amazing, and you guys are amazing. I know you’ll win.”

“Yeah, but everyone will be staring at me,” he mumbled. “A million eyes all watching me if I go up on that stage. Even if I don’t. I have this bright yellow hair and these gages and-”

“And they’re all tiny reasons that add up to why I love you,” you reminded.

“I feel like I’m going to look like a fool,” Josh whispered. “I mean, I already do in this tuxedo and bowtie.”

“Don’t say that,” you argued. “You look like Prince Charming. Perfect for a princess like me, right?”

“Right,” he smiled. “I just don’t want to mess up.”

“Sometimes I wish I could just punch your anxiety in the face,” you frowned.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “Me too.”

“Look sweetie, you’re going to do absolutely amazing,” you reassured. “And besides, I’ll be right there beside you. Got it?”

“Definitely,” he nodded, turning into a parking spot. “I don’t know what I’d do without you. Gosh, I can’t even believe we got this far.”

“I’m so proud of you guys,” you beamed.

“We’re just two guys from Columbus, Ohio. We were literally just playing in front of handfuls of people in a basement and now we’re selling out Madison Square Garden, being televised nationally, and now we have a chance at winning a Grammy. That’s absolutely insane,” he sighed, parking the car and staring at you. “I don’t even know how it happened.”

“I’m so happy for you,” you kissed him on the lips. “Ready to add another accomplishment to that long list?”

“You bet,” he agreed.

When you arrived, there was already plenty of people there. Luckily, you hadn’t spotted anyone else wearing such a bold shade of yellow, and it made you excited and happy. It wasn’t long before a teenage boy was running up to Josh, huge smile plastered on his face. “Hey, uh, I was wondering if maybe I could get an autograph, please?” he wondered, grinning up at Josh. “I’ve been listening to your music for years. I’m a huge fan.”

“Absolutely,” Josh nodded, receiving the marker and piece of paper he handed him.

“So who’s this lucky lady?” the boy asked.

“Oh, y/n?” Josh laughed, tugging you right at his side and wrapping an arm around your waist. “This is my lovely girlfriend.”

“Sweet,” the boy grinned. “She’s very pretty.”

“Isn’t she?” Josh beamed. “You know, before we came here she was being all flustered acting like she didn’t look good in this dress. Can you believe that?”

“Josh,” you turned red, stifling a chuckle.

“You guys are the perfect couple,” the boy laughed. “Thanks so much for the autograph, Josh.”

“No problem,” he reassured. He ran away happily and you slapped Josh on the arm.

“Why’d you say that?” you joked.

“What? Say that you’re beautiful?” he raised an eyebrow. “Because you are.”

“Flirt,” you smirked. “Come on, let’s go look for Jenna and Tyler.”

“Wait! Joshua Dun!” an interviewer raced up to the two of you, microphone in hand, a camera crew following close behind. “My name is Stacey. I’m a reporter here tonight, I was wondering if you would be open to sharing about the lovely lady you brought with you tonight possibly? She isn’t a familiar face, but she definitely will be remembered after tonight. That’s a lovely dress dear.”

“Thanks,” you blushed.

“This is y/n, she’s my girlfriend,” Josh presented you and thrust out his hands, waving them up and down as if he was selling a product or showing a prize on a gameshow. “She’s the only award I need tonight.”

“How sweet,” Stacey gushed. She shook Josh and your hand and then grinned back at the camera. “Look at these two love birds.”

“Love birds indeed,” he chuckled, giving you a kiss on the cheek. “But I think it’s time for us to fly away now.”

“Oh yes, you two run along. I think Tyler and Jenna are over by the red carpet,” she informed. “Good luck tonight!”

“Thanks so much,” Josh responded, linking his arm with yours and plastering on a smile. “Come on my little chickadee, we’ve got a lot more stuff to do before we win that Grammy.”

“Chickadee?” you giggled. “You’re awfully cheerful now.”

“I’ve got good vibes,” he shrugged. “Oh look! There’s Tyler and Jenna!”

“Where?” your eyes instantly darted around in search of the matching bright yellow, and when you saw her, your face lit up. “Goddammit she looks like a Queen.”

“You look better,” he whispered in your ear with a sly smile as you approached them both. You were about to protest but Josh was already unlinking his arm from yours, engulfing Tyler in a huge hug, and Jenna approached you with a huge grin.

“Oh my goodness gracious, y/n!” Jenna exclaimed. “You look like you just stepped out of a fairy tale, sweetheart.”

“Me?” you laughed. “Look at you!”

“She looks smoking,” you could hear Tyler whisper to Josh. “I could barely breathe when she walked out of the bedroom.”

“I know, same here,” Josh agreed in a low murmur. “She didn’t even notice me staring at her from the doorway. Dude, I was floored.”

“I don’t know but I think we should start doing more of these Grammy things if they’re going to look as hot as this,” Tyler teased.

“Hey!” Jenna snapped, giving him a playful tug on the ear. “You boys should work on your whispering skills. We can hear everything.”

“Then that just means you’ll know how much we think you look so freaking sexy tonight,” Tyler smirked, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her closer. “Right, babe?”

“Sure,” she rolled her eyes, planting her lips on his for a kiss. A couple flashes went off and Josh chuckled.

“Come on guys,” he laughed. “Let’s keep the PDA to a minimum.”

“Shut up,” Tyler narrowed his eyes when he pulled away from the kiss, squeezing Jenna’s hand before letting go. “I bet you guys are going to be all over each other by the time we sit down.”

“It’s the Grammys,” Josh argued. “We have to be well behaved.”

“Well behaved,” Tyler scoffed. “Like that’s something we know how to do.”

“You’re being so silly,” Jenna sighed.

“Just wait until we take our pants off,” Tyler winked. “Then it will get real.”

“What?” you and Jenna both exclaimed at the same time.

“Nothing,” Tyler reassured. “Just a joke.”

“It better be,” Jenna warned.

“Sure…” Josh smirked, leaving both of you curious of what the hell that meant.


oi oi meus pãozin de mel!1!! fiquei muito feliz quando vi que chegamos a 2 MIL seguidores. tenho muito que agradecer por vocês confiarem na gente e por nunca terem desistido de nós, amo vocês coisinhas lindas szszsz enfim, pra comemorar fiz esse mega post, espero que gostem! :)

bios random em inglês:

you touched me and suddenly i was a lilac sky

worry less, smile more. don’t regret, just learn and grow

you can’t be fixed by the same person who broke you

real eyes realize real lies

when the stars go out you can rest your love on me

nothing is sweeter than the together we share

a certain darkness is needed to see the stars

we were born to be real, not to be perfect

is it true that pain is beauty

love in my arms and the sun in my eyes

she was like the moon, part of her was always hidden away

bios friendship/coulpe:

i wanna sleep In your arms @user

i promise to be your umbrella when life rains down on you @user

i love you and i’ll never leave your side @user

you were you, and i was i; we were two before our time @user

i was yours, before i knew, and you have always been mine too @user

you are a poem that breathes @user

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The Anchor & The Anchored

If there’s one thing I love as much as Sterek—it’s Dragon Age haha
Decided to make a paired tarot card rendition of these two. I have couple of more ideas so I’ll see if I can finish em’ up soon :’D

victor & yuuri: *are engaged*

cecil & carlos: *are married*


BTS reaction to their SO getting into fights

requested by @canyoufeelmyheart-


Passive aggressively buys the cutest and pinkest band-aids. He’s actually proud of you for standign up for yourself and your friends.

“See, I love and support you. But if you keep on getting into fights I’ll keep fixing you up. So you just have to put up with the Hello Kitty band-aids.”

Originally posted by theseoks


Totally stands behind you and holds your earrings or purse. Also occassionally takes pictures and may or may not carry a bag of popcorn with him.

“Tell ‘em, babe.”

Originally posted by strawberrie-kookie


Tries to go all Knight-in-shining-armour on your ass and tries to fight your fights. It ends up with him getting his butt handed to him.

“I wasn’t trying to help, because I think you’re capable of telling people off just fine!”

Originally posted by syubto


Similar to Yoongi but he would actually try to get you to be more calm.

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t stand up for yourself, I’m just saying that your blood pressure will go through the roof and I will be a widower at 30. Actually…black really suits me.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Listen, no matter how much you like to fight, a loof of those puppy eyes will calm you down in no time. Only when the one you’re fighting is a total jerk, he will gladly cheer you on.

“Baaaabe, why worry about those idiots when you could pay attention to me? See, I will give you many kisses, they just give you headaches.”

Originally posted by daeguboy


He will mostly let you do your thing, afraid you will be mad at him if he gets involved. But if you need it he will have your back and he’s always there when you need to cuddle it out.

“Hey, why don’t you just tell me about what they did?”

Originally posted by taecupwithsuga


Kookie is so into this. He would be like your coach giving you advice in the corner of the metaphorical boxing ring. He also always flexes in the background and mouths threats toward your opponent.

“You almost got him, babe. Just one good left hook and he is down.”

Originally posted by jeonify



Request: Ive had this idea but idk how to write it so Im giving it to you. Its where y/n is in love with Bucky but he is dating and in love with someone else. However the girl broke his heart and finally realizes a year after his heartbreak that he loves y/n.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: angst (?), fluff (I like ending things on a happy note I’m sorry)

A/N: this will probably hurt my soul. Also, if there’s any mistakes, I’ll fix ‘em later :)

Giggling erupts in the hallway and you sigh, closing your eyes for a couple of seconds. Bucky and his girlfriend were back from wherever they had went. With a frown now etched on your face, you grab the container of Oreo’s and your glass of milk and make your way into Steve’s room where you would be watching some Disney movies.

“Took you long enough, I nearly started the movie without you.” he joked as you went to sit on the floor beside him.

“Yeah well I had to wait a while. Bucky and Ella came back and I didn’t want to run into them in the hall.” you respond, placing the Oreo’s between the two of you.

Steve looked at you and frowned. He knew how you felt about Bucky, hell, the whole team did, except Bucky of course. You had admired him for so long. He was perfection in your eyes but you were always too scared to ever make a move, worried that he’d reject you. When you finally decided to tell him how you felt, you discovered that he had a girlfriend.

He had barely started dating Ella and it crushed you. Steve would always tell you that it wouldn’t last, that he’d break up with her soon because Bucky just wasn’t the type for long term relationships. It’s been 2 years now and they’re still going strong. You pretend to be happy for him but deep down you want to be her. She gets to hold him and kiss him; you want that. You want to be the source of his happiness, the reason he smiles all the time.

But we don’t always get what we want.

“They’ll end it soon Y/N. Bucky isn’t the-”

“Long term relationship type of person.” you finish for him. “You’ve been saying that for two years Steve.”

“Well it’s true.” he shrugged, turning his head towards the tv where The Little Mermaid was playing.

“I think you’re wrong.” you say, grabbing an Oreo and dipping it into the milk.

“And why’s that?” he turns back to you.

“Because he looks at Ella the way that I look at him. With-”

“Love!” Bucky suddenly bursts into the room. “I’m in love!”

He waltz over to Steve’s bed and plops down behind you with a sigh. You bite the inside of your cheek before stuffing the Oreo in your mouth and turning to Steve who was already looking at you. He felt bad for you; everyone did. You loved someone who didn’t love you back.

“What are you guys watching?” Bucky turned to lay on his stomach. “Ooo The Little Mermaid, I love this movie.”

You sighed and closed your eyes, leaning your head back on the bed. When you opened them back up, you were met with Bucky’s face. He smiled at you, that goofy grin making your heart melt.

“Hi Y/N.” he spoke.

“Hi Buck.” you sighed out, lifting your head back up to watch the movie.

The rest of the night consisted of Bucky playing with your hair and stacking Oreo’s on top of your head.

1 year later

Exactly 4 months after the movie night in Steve’s room, Bucky had his heartbroken. He had found out that Ella had been cheating on him for a while. He broke things off instantly. He stayed cooped up in his room, crying and wondering what he did to deserve such a horrible thing. While he did that, you were moving out of the tower and into your very own apartment. You decided it was about time to move out. The rest of the gang helped you move, all of course except Bucky.

He didn’t even know you had moved out until he walked over to your old room for some advice. He remembers it like yesterday.

Deciding to get out of his room and go to you for some advice, Bucky made his way over to your room. He was exhausted, eyes burning from crying so much but he was determined to go and talk to you. You always had great advice which made you an amazing friend.

Bucky opened up your door, expecting to see you sitting on your bed watching a movie or browsing the web on your laptop but instead he was met with nothing but an empty room. Confused, he walked over the common room and walked straight up to his best friend.

“Where’s Y/N?”

The blonde turns his gaze to the brunette and smiles. “Hey Buck, you’re finally out of your room. How’re you doing?”

He ignored the question. “Where’s Y/N.”

Bucky had now gained the rest of the team members attention and they watched as Steve broke the news to his friend.

“She moved a couple of days ago, Bucky.” he spoke softly.

That night he went over to your apartment, asking why you left and begging you to come back as it ‘wasn’t the same without you’. You declined but said he was welcome at your place anytime.

It had now been a year since the breakup with Ella and Bucky sat on the couch in the tower with Steve and Sam. Somehow you came up in the conversation and they had been talking about you for a while.

“I don’t think she ever had a boyfriend while living here.” Bucky comments, leaning on the couch.

“Of course she didn’t, she was in love with you.” Sam chuckled, saying it as if Bucky had known all this time.

The soldier sat up quickly. “What?”

Steve glared at Sam who ignored his friends look. “Don’t act like you didn’t know. She made it pretty obvious.”

“I didn’t know.” Bucky said. “Steve, did you know about this?”

The blonde put his head down in a way of silently giving Bucky an answer but Sam spoke up.

“Of course he did, everyone did.”

Bucky scoffed. “And no one decided to tell me? She didn’t think to tell me something this serious?”

“She tried to Buck.” Steve sighed, lifting his head to meet eyes with his friend.

“When was that because during all of our conversations not once did she tell me that she was in love wi-”

“She tried telling you the day you told her about you dating Ella.” Steve cut him off and Bucky slowly leaned back in the couch, mentally replaying that day.

Bucky had barely began dating Ella but the both of them decided to keep their relationship a secret. It had been a week and Bucky wanted to tell someone - anyone about him and Ella but of course, he kept his mouth shut. So he sat on his bed, thinking about Ella and when he’d be able to see her again. He was head over heels for her.

A knock on his door tore him away from his thoughts and he yelled a ‘come in’. There stood you, hands clasped in front of you as you shut the door behind your figure.

“Hey Bucky, I have to tell you something.” you spoke softly. On the outside you looked calm, but on the inside you were freaking the fuck out.

“Y/N! I have to tell you something too!” he shot up from his bed and walked over to you. “Me first.” he then grabbed you by your shoulders, a smile upon his lips and you almost thought he was going to kiss you until he started shaking you. “I have a girlfriend!”

Your heart dropped instantly and Bucky continued. “I actually wasn’t supposed to tell anyone because we’re keeping our relationship a secret but I couldn’t hold it in any longer!”

“That’s.. That’s great Buck.” you say. “When did you two start dating?”

“A week ago. We’ve been talking for a while though. Her name is Ella. Isn’t that such a beautiful name?” he was practically drooling at the thought of her.

“It is.” you nod, forcing a smile. “I’m happy for you, Bucky.”

“Thanks.” he flashed you a goofy grin. “What is it you wanted to tell me?”

You had almost forgotten the reason why you came to his room in the first place. “Uh.. I just wanted to tell you that dinners almost ready.”

Bucky nods and thanks you before you exit his room, instantly making your way to your room where you broke down in tears.

“Oh my god.” Bucky breathed.

Something clicked inside of him. There was a reason why he always came to you for advice, a reason why he’d always go to you when he felt down. He loved you - he was in love with you. He couldn’t believe how long it took him to realize this but he decided to not waste anymore time.

“Where’s Y/N? Is she at home?” he questioned the two men sitting before him.

“She should be. Why?” Steve answered.

Bucky jumped up from the couch and ran over to his room to put on his shoes before grabbing his car keys and rushing out of the building, heading straight for your apartment. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was over the years. There you were, always there for him when he needed you, in love with him and he chose someone else who ended up breaking his heart.

Upon making it to your apartment, he parked his car and instead of taking the elevator, he dashed up the stairs in a hurry. Out of breath, he knocked on your door repeatedly until you swung the door open, thinking it was that annoying kid who liked to knock on your door then run away.

“Oh hey Buck.” you say. “Sorry about how I answered the door. There’s this kid that-”

He shut you up with a kiss. He put everything he had in it. It was rough, but soft; needy to be more precise. You pulled away first, confusion written all over your face.

“Bucky, what the he-”

“I’m in love with you.” he blurts. “I always have been, I was just too stupid to realize it back then. I thought Ella was the one for me but really, it’s you. I can’t believe it took me this long but Y/N I’m so madly in love with you, it’s unbelievable.”

“Bucky, where did all of this come from?” you question, that obviously not being what Bucky expected you to say.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean just the other day you were telling me about some girl you met at the bar the night before and now you’re telling me that you’re in love with me.” you say before groaning. “Oh my god did Steve tell you about how I feel about you?”

“So you love me back?” he smiled, full of hope.

“Of course I do you giant idiot! I made it quite obvious.” you respond.

“Am I really that oblivious?” Bucky nervously chuckled as he scratched the back of his neck.

“All signs point to yes.” you nod, causing Bucky to groan.

“Are you gonna keep bashing me for being stupid and idiotic or are you gonna let me in so that I can make out with you?”

You tap your chin for a bit before answering. “I think I’ll go with the first one.”

Bucky laughs, stepping forward and taking you in his arms. “Stop being mean and kiss me.”

You let out a laugh, lips connecting with his as he moves the two of you inside, shutting the door behind him.

“Took you long enough.” you mutter throughout the kiss.

“Shut up.” he chuckled, attacking your lips once more.



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Suga comes into the room at the exact moment Daichi seems to have realized strapping the baby into the carrier on his chest should have been his last step, not his first. Now he has Katsumi attached to him, a backpack in one hand, Emiko holding the other, and absolutely no way to get his own shoes on.

He looks up at Suga helplessly and Suga does his very best not to laugh, because since Katsumi joined the family they’ve only taken the kids out together, but today Daichi has offered to take them both on his own so Suga can work. Which is amazing. And something Suga is a little afraid of doing himself, because Emiko can run absurdly fast on her tiny chubby legs, and Katsumi cries….pretty much always.

He appreciates this so much, but oh God, Daichi looks so cute and desperate right now, Suga can hardly contain himself.

“I did this wrong,” Daichi says.

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  1. You’re the best kind of bad something. 😔💟 (Você é o melhor tipo de algo ruim.)
  2. I’m a little different now because of you. 💑💘 (Estou um pouco diferente agora por causa de você.)
  3. It’s your imperfections that make you perfect. ❎💟 (É suas imperfeições que o fazem perfeito.)
  4. You’re the reason I smile when I’ve nothing to smile about. 👩🔛👨 (Você é a razão pela qual eu sorrio quando eu não tenho nada para sorrir.)
  5. You smell like home to me. 🏡💟 (Você cheira a casa para mim.)
  6. Think about you is my favourite thing to do. 💭💟 (Pensar em você é a minha coisa favorita a fazer.)
  7. I’d fall anywhere with you, I’m by your side. 👫💟 (Eu cairia em qualquer lugar com você, eu estou ao seu lado.)
  8. You came and you took this heart and set it free. 💟🔓 (Você veio e você tomou este coração e libertou-o.)
  9. Forever is a long time, but I wouldn’t mind spending it by your side. 👫🔒 (Para sempre é muito tempo, mas eu não me importaria de gastá-lo ao seu lado.)
  10. Tell me everyday I’d get to wake up to that smile. 💬🌅 (Diga-me todos os dias eu irei começar a acordar para esse sorriso.)
  11. Baby, you’re my everything, you’re all I ever wanted. 💏💍 (Bebê, você é tudo pra mim, você é tudo o que eu sempre quis.)
  12. And though love sometimes hurts  I still put you first. 💔🔝(E apesar de que o amor às vezes machuque eu ainda coloco você em primeiro lugar.)
  13. Don’t wanna break your heart, maybe I can fix. 💔🔧 (Não quero partir seu coração, talvez eu possa consertar.)
  14. Never thought I’d take you serious, now I need you. 👫🔃 (Nunca pensei que eu iria te levar a sério, agora eu preciso de você.)
  15. Never give up a love like this. ❎💟 (Nunca vou desistir de um amor como esse.)
  16. Finally I found someone that can do me like no other. 🔜💟 (Finalmente eu encontrei alguém que pode me fazer sentir como ninguém mais fez.)
  17. Come hold me please, and never let me go. 💑💟 (Venha e me abrace por favor, nunca me deixe.)
  18. I told you all I wanted was forever with you. 💏💍 (Eu te disse que tudo o que queria era a eternidade com você.)
  19. So baby know for sure that I’ll never let you go. ❎🚗 (Então baby, não tenha dúvidas que eu nunca vou te deixar ir.)
  20. Whenever you need me, I’ll be here. 🚻💟 (Sempre que você precisar de mim, eu estarei aqui.)
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anonymous asked:

Hey, I really like your writing, you are so good at it!! Now that the requests are open, could you do a scenario with the RFA+Saeran and V with an brazilian MC that scold them in portuguese when they are arguing (and they get like wth). Sorry for my bad english, i'm brazilian too and still learning (google translator is a good friend too)

I knew a req about brazilian MC would show up eventually, LOL. I wish I was a little more inspired to doing this, tho.

Hope you still like this ^^

Brazilian MC scolds RFA + Saeran and V in portuguese


  • OMG!
  • He thinks it’s so cute! He’s terrified and dazzled at the same time.
  • Because you sound really mad, but he can’t understand a thing, and you speak so quickly, it’s… it’s adorable.
  • “Babe, I got it. You’re mad, I won’t do it again, please breath, babe.”
  • And when you’re calmer, he’ll ask for translation.
  • He’s  S H O O K, you have a hella dirty mouth in Portuguese.
  • He swears he’ll do his best not to act like a “babaca” again. Whatever that means.
  • Oh, it means, “jerk”. Hum… cue Zen calling Jumin a babaca in the chatroom all the time now.


  • Terrified
  • If it had came to this point, it’s because you’re really pissed at him
  • He just wished he could know what you’re saying exactly so he can fix it.
  • “MC, tell me exactly what I did wrong, in Korean now.”
  • Oh… you’ve scolded him before about this, why it sounds a lot worse in Portuguese?
  • I mean, one thing is you telling him to go easy on his jealousy because there’s no need to, and another one is you telling him to “tomar tino” and “parar de caçar pelo em ovo” because you love him and there’s no need to be jealous
  • Which means “get a grip” and “stop… looking for hair on an egg?” what the hell, MC?
  • Oh, it means not to look for problems where there aren’t. Oh… weird way to say it, but he’s glad you’re basically saying there’s nothing for him to be worried about.


  • Poor thing does her best to keep a straight face
  • But she’s having mixed feelings inside. It’s scary, but it’s adorable, and maybe a little funny?
  • On the other hand, she knows that if it came to this point, it’s because you really need to vent.
  • Or maybe you’re saying some really harsh stuff you don’t want her to understand?“If you want to talk, let’s talk. Preferably in the same language.”
  •  And as you explain yourself, she thinks the tone in portuguese sounds really harsh, but you weren’t saying anything that tough.
  • And when you tell her to “maneirar” or “pegar mais leve antes que cê fique doida de tanto trabalhar”, you’re just saying that she needs to take it easy on work before she goes crazy.
  •  You’re just aggressively concerned with her, lol.


  • He knows the basics, okay?
  • “Por favor”, “Obrigado”, “Bom dia”, friendly greetings, in general, that he learned when he came to Brazil on a business trip.
  • And buddy… you’re definitely not saying anything friendly right now, are you?
  • “I’m really willing to understand what you’re trying to say, my love.” Because sometimes he doesn’t understand what he did wrong even if you speak in Korean, lol
  • You explain yourself, but he’s not really convinced you were saying the exact same words.
  • So he goes to Google Translate and searchs for “cria vergonha nessa sua cara”. “Raise some shame in your face” what? He’s confused, so he finally gathers courage to ask you.
  • You almost forget why you were mad, but you explain it means something like “getting your shit together” and that he really needs to do it and stop acting this possessive sometimes.
  • He is fascinated by your language and idioms. He definitely needs to learn after he gets his shit together.


  • He cannonly speaks 17 languages
  • Portuguese must be one of them.
  • So he understands everything you’re saying, and boy… it ain’t pretty.
  • “That’s… that’s really rude, MC.” (he’s terrified to say anything else)
  • But he knows you’re not saying things like that to hurt him, it’s like you said… “e é tudo porque eu te amo.”
  • Which doesn’t really need a translation, judging from your deep sigh and worried eyes, but… it means “that’s because I love you.”
  • Well, he knows sometimes he can be a little bit of a “cuzão” (asshole), but he’s doing his best in order to be the man you deserve.
  • And you know that when he listens to all your scolding quietly and just answers in loud and clear Portuguese: “eu também te amo.” (I love you too)



  • Oh shit… you look so mad!
  • But you also look kinda funny, so he really needs to hold back this little smirk when you look so pissed at him.He’s not doing to be an ass, he just thinks the sonority of words is funny.
  • “You can keep yelling like this, but I don’t understand a thing, so this is pretty useless, you know that, right?”
  • Oh… there is something worse than when you talk to him like that: when you decide stop talking to him.
  • So he just stays there, looking at you, waiting for some words, any words, doesn’t even matter the language. And you’re just: “Sai do meu pé, Saeran.”He googles it and “get off my foot” wtf? Oh… it’s a sort of slang for leaving one alone. Oh… shit, you’re really pissed, huh? What can he do to fix things.
  • A… foot massage? “I will never get off of your feet.” Now you’re like wtf? But the massage is good, at least.


  • He’s fascinated
  • And not understanding a single thing, but keeps nodding like he is understanding.
  • Because you sound so angry, and passionate, and your language has a very different sonority from what he is used.
  •  “I understand, my love.”
  • He really does, because there is a context, and he can infer a lot from it.
  • Also, he knows some words in Portuguese. (he’s that guy fascinated by the word saudade and how it is something that only exists in your language)
  • So, he says the only thing you should listen right now: “Me desculpe, MC” (I’m sorry, MC)
  •  Yep, that’s exactly what you need to hear, and you have just the right answer: “Tá desculpado.” (you’re forgiven)
That Was Wine? Didn't Taste It

Character: King George III X reader
Prompt: Character A just downed half a bottle of liquor thinking it was juice. Character B has to fix the situation before bad things start to happen.
Sentence 1: “come back to bed”
Sentence 2: “Let him go! It’s me that you want!”
Word Count: 976
W/T: Alcohol, drunks, small bit of yelling, overly emotional reader
A/N: So this was a randomizer prompt that I did with @desperatepenguin722 who is an amazing writer and great human being! I love em! Again, unedited, so most likely some mistakes scattered about. Hope y'all enjoy it!


“Y/N? Where are you?” A familiar voice calls from beyond the dresser, where you were currently sitting, mindlessly bunching your F/C dress up in your hands and letting go. “Hm? Geo-Hic-Georgey? Is that you?” You giggle, your body feeling extremely warm. You tilt your head upwards to find your husband towering over you, his handsome face scrunched up in confusion. “Wha… What in the world are you doing here?” He inquires, blinking a couple of times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. You automatically light up at the sight of George, any and all thoughts you had leaving you. “George! My beautiful h-hic-usband! My powerful King-hic-!” You laugh, attempting to stand. Your wobbly legs slip out from underneath of you, and you plop back down onto the hardwood floor, your glassy eyes finding their way back up to George’s. He slowly opens his mouth to say something, but is interrupted by the far door of the room opening, a servant poking her head in.

“Your Maj-”



The door slams shut just as quickly as it was opened, and you unintentionally let out a small giggle. “There’s n-hic- no need to yell, hon-hic-honey.” You coo, trying to stand again, this time grasping at the wall for support. “Y/N, what in the world have you been doing?” George asks worriedly, quickly reaching over and taking you in his arms. You stumble slightly, balancing yourself against his chest. “Oh nothing, I just-hic- had a servant bring me -hic- some food and such.” George’s eyes narrow at you, as if he were contemplating something. “You’re so cute.” You slur, pressing a kiss against his lips passionately. He accepts it, kissing back gently, as if he were testing something. He pulls away, still staring at you with questioning eyes. “Not fair.” You pout, sluggishly beating a fist against him in an attempt to be defiant. “You taste like wine.” He accuses, his eyes narrowing even more. “Whaaaa-hic-.” You say, your head suddenly becoming a bit heavier on the left side, making it tilt. “What have you been drinking?” He asks, walking you to your bed and gingerly sitting you on the edge. Instantly, you raise a finger to the green bottle across the way, laying down on the top of the desk George sometimes uses to write things down at, its contents dried out. “I just wanted some grape juice, so I had one of the-hic-maids bring me a bottle. You -hic- weren’t here to -hic hic- ask for it for me, so I just -hic- did it myself.” George swiftly steps away from you and to the desk, grasping the bottle in his hand, his eyes scanning the label. Even though you could still see him, he already felt like he was too far away. “Come back to bed.” You pout, tears forming at the corners of your eyes. His head slowly turns towards you, his eyebrows furrowed. “Y/N, this is wine.” “Didn’t taste it.” You deadpan, staring at him distantly. “Did you just down this within the past twenty minutes of which I was away?” He questions, his voice raising. “Aren’t you proud?” You smile cheerfully, sitting yourself up a little straighter. George cocks his head back, surprised by your answer. He opens his mouth to say something, but once again, the far door opens to interrupt him.

“Your Maj-”

“WHAT.” George shouts angrily at the man at the door. You slowly turn your head to the now open door, a tall man dressed in a rather nice coat, stood frozen in place. “Uh,” he begins, shifting nervously, “you are needed in the courtyard.” George closes his eyes and shakes his head, mumbling something unintelligible. “Very well, grab my coat off the wall.” He commanded, striding towards the door. The man practically jumps upon the King’s coat, holding it out for him to slip his arms into. Wait, George will be leaving you? “No!” You blurt out, both men stopping their actions. “Let him go! It’s me you want!” You shout, tears threatening to escape you. George bites his lip and closes his eyes, turning his head away slightly. “Can this matter wait until the morning?” He breathes to the man behind him. “I can let them stay in a guest room, and you can resume it in the morning?” The man suggests, his eyes glancing at you, in your dazed and hiccuping state. George nods and pulls his arms back out of the sleeves, motioning for the well dressed man to hang back up. “No one else is aloud to come into this room for the rest of the night. Everything will resume in the morning.” The mystery man nods and closes the door behind him, leaving George where he was standing, his eyes now affixing themselves upon you. “I thought -hic- you were g-hic-goi-hic hic- going to leave meeeeee.” You begin, bawling like a small child. Within a moment’s time, your husband was next to you, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other gently lowering you onto the bed. “Shhh.” He whispers, trying to calm you down. You sniffle and grab ahold of his shirt, balling it up in your fists as you leave tear stains on it. Slowly, your hiccups are replaced with yawns, and the tears from your eyes are exchanged for drowsiness. You feel yourself begin to drift off to sleep, but your husband’s voice draws you back for a moment.


“Yeah?” You yawn.

“You’re not aloud to drink without me in your presence from now on.”


“Y/N.” He growls, his voice serious.

“Fine, fine. Only because you’re such a doll, though.” You smile, closing your eyes again and pressing yourself closer to George.

“And Y/N?”


“If you ever do this again, at least save some for me.”

very important psa: i write in second person ( which uses pronouns such as you and yours. ) when talking about may. trying to balance three languages is hard as hell and writing in that form helps me not overstep and ramble my own thoughts. it allows me to breathe easier and i’m also really insecure when i write in third person so yeah! if you have a problem with it, i’m sorry but it’s helped me immensely in building my own vocabulary and lowered my anxiety. thank you!

Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #27

Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

Finally one that’s pretty much just a week after the last one. There’s a lot of fluff this week, and a gratifying amount of Hunk, though it’s still never quite enough.

Must Surely Be Learning by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Words:  2,717 IWIP 1/6)
Author’s Summary: 5 things Shiro learned, and one thing he’s still getting the hang of.
My Comments: I just love Boss’s gen fics so much. This one starts off with Shiro doing a sort of low-g dancing/acrobatics. Beautiful imagery, and Lance was adorable and charming, though his small talk with Keith was predictably strained.

The One with a Blanket Fort by isabeau25
Words: 1,485
Author’s Summary: The children build a fortification to keep Keith’s bad day out. Written for Voltron Fluff Week.
My Comments: Continuation of a series in which Shiro is literal space dad and the other paladins are literal children. Utterly adorable, as always. Toddler Pidge is especially spot-on, and the others are as sweet as cotton candy.

comfort food by finaljoy
Words: 3,528 (WIP 2/?)
Author’s Summary: Hunk was fine being the team cook, but he didn’t expect to also become the team therapist, solving problems one bit of advice and delicious meal at a time. He didn’t really mind, though. After all, it was like his mom always said; good food filled the stomach and the soul.
My Comments: Hunk is the best. This is not debatable. I love how all-out he goes just on the simplest requests to help his teammates feel better. Also love the interaction with Lance in this one.

The Meadows of Asphodel by Genesister (papirini)
Words: 21,006
Author’s Summary: Deep in the heart of a mysterious enemy’s territory, some time after their victory over Zarkon, Lance is on bridge duty. As the vargas of the night cycle slowly crawl by, he thinks back to moments during their sojourn in this sector of space - and ponders his own place on a team without their two strongest members. A small interquel to The Garden of Heaven. Tags will be added as the work proceeds.
My Comments: Set in the same period as a previously recced fic. This one shows the rest of the team struggling without Keith and Shiro, with an especial focus on Lance and how he fights to fill their shoes and feels like he’s failing. Lovely character interactions throughout.

Best Friends by Kalira
Words: 1,550
Author’s Summary: Best friends should stick together, and that’s exactly what Hunk and Lance intend to do!(Or: Hunk and Lance built a blanket fort and talk about the future.)
My Comments: Cuuuute. I love Hunk and Lance as childhood friends being cuddly and mutually supportive.

Skin Care or Skin Scare by wingedflower
Words: 4,636
Author’s Summary: One thing that happens when you send both Lance and Allura to a space mall: they buy an entire cosmetics store. And of course Lance has to try ALL the new products he had purchased in search for the perfect moisturizer, even if some of the side effects prove that none of these things was actually meant for humans.
My Comments: Very fun, funny fic. It feels like an episode. Lance is adorable and also should not do that, but no one can stop him.

Night Shift by oldmythologies
Words: 1,873
Author’s Summary: Shiro wakes up in the middle of the night. Like usual.
My Comments: Shiro has a nightmare and Lance comforts him. I entered this fandom on this dynamic and I’ll always be happy to find more of it.

A Higher Form of War by windscryer
Words: 2,966
Author’s Summary: Pidge has a plan to combat Lance’s homesickness, but it’s going to take a team effort. After all that training and bonding and focusing they’ve done though? They’ve got this.
My Comments: Aww, fluffy teamy goodness! Complete with blanket fort and pillow fight! Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. I especially loved how Allura and Coran joined in.

A Hunk of Hugs by Purplecoconutsmine
Words: 1,520 (WIP 1/?)
Author’s Summary: Hunk is the best at hugs, not so much at logical comfort.
My Comments: Hunk is the best. Have I mentioned that? Because he is.

Guardian (Princess) of the Forest by windscryer
Words: 2,376
Author’s Summary: Pidge doesn’t regret anything that led her to this place in her life. She couldn’t have planned it better if she’d tried.Well, there is one thing she regrets.
My Comments: Garrison Trio! Hunk and Lance both go all-out to make Pidge look and feel like a Disney princess, as she deserves.

die but once by againstmygreeleaf
Words: 20,035
Author’s Summary: There’s no art to being armor. It’s more of a discordant knee jerk of an instinct. Four times Hunk takes one for his team, one time he takes one for the cause. Essentially a collection of gratuitous, self-indulgent Hunk whump.
My Comments: OMG, OMG, OMG, the absolute BEST Hunk h/c I have read in the fandom, ahhhh, it’s so good! The author does a great job of escalating the stakes from chapter to chapter, and also an excellent job with the other character, especially Lance, but everyone. Please please please read this and comment, so the author will feel encouraged to write more for this fandom. I WANT it.

Soul of a New Machine by StygianLotus
Words: 3,170 (WIP 2/?)
Author’s Summary: Lance had been living the same cycle of events over and over since he got captured by the Galra. After seven months with Haggar, the other Paladins finally manage to save him. However, they soon realize that Lance’s wounds run much deeper than they had hoped.
My Comments: Hmm, yes, another Lance torture fic. What can I say, guys. I still like ‘em, even if I’m embarrassed about writing my own. This one is well-written, and I’m in.

In the way knitting needles love yarn by Veto_power_over_clocks
Words: 8,869
Author’s Summary: Messing up and fixing things in three stages:1. Lance, Blue, and the art of hurting others through self-deprecation.2. Lance, Keith, and the Anatomy of Apologies.3. Lance, Blue, and pointing out the obvious.
My Comments: Pretty much the only fic I’ve read and liked with the concept of lion swapping, mainly because this one doesn’t go through with it, haha. I love Lance’s relationship with Blue, so so much .Sometimes, like any other relationship, it takes work. I also really liked Keith teaching Lance how to apologize.

The Sun is Rising Without you by Qpenguin98
Words: 3,252
Author’s Summary: Lance wakes up with a headache pulsing behind the eye mask. He walks late to breakfast still dressed in his pajamas, somehow feeling less rested than he did before he went to sleep. He’s not quite sure what he dreamt about, but he knows it wasn’t pleasant.
My Comments: Aw, poor Lance .Sometimes everything just gets to be too much. I’m glad Shiro was there for him, and everyone else in the end as well. Supportive team showing Lance love for the win.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

familiar by achieving elysium (Ogygia)
The Garden of Heaven by Genesister (papirini)
Handbook of Demonology by squirenonny for Pechat (now complete, cannot recommend it highly enough)
Taking One For The Team by ShiningRegalia
Gate Keeper by MoonlitPaladin (MoonlitStardust) for cupcakelevi
As Color Fades Away by IcyPanther
Beautiful Minds by PotatoBender
Shifting Sands by Cardigan_Quincy
Mini Lions by Eastofthemoon
Masks by TiedyedTrickster
Weekend Guests by TheBeckster
Someplace Like Home by squirenonny
A Dream Away by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
This Is New by TheHomestuckWhovian
Truce by kyanve
Playing Catch-Up by 5557

The Adoption

Part Three

I wish I could say that we woke up the next morning and wrapped ourselves around each other, apologizing while we made love.  But that kinda stuff only happens in fan fiction and rom coms.  No, we spent the next couple of days only speaking if it was about the kids or the household and generally avoiding each other.

It was the same routine every morning.  I woke up before she did.  I got Noah handled and handed him off to her before I took Lucy to school.  I would stop by the market on the way home whether we needed something or not, just an excuse to stay out of the house and as far away from the tension as I could.

I had done a good job of keeping my feelings under wraps for the last two weeks.  But once Lucy asked and reminded me of all those pictures of Kesse on my phone, the brunt of my desire to adopt him hit me full force.  I couldn’t hide it away again if I tried.  

And what’s more I didn’t want to.  I had allowed Emily the ability to dictate our schedule concerning this because I knew her feelings were valid.  She was nervous and scared but if I let this continue, we wouldn’t get any closer to adopting him.

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Grand Hotel - Death Note 

I’m not putting this under a cut because it’s not complete and also… I’m really proud of it. If it comes up multiple times on your dash, pressing “j” should skip to the next post. I’ll also tag it “grand hotel” so people can block if they like. 

This is based in Em and Rene’s verse (as always! What can I say, I love their work) and while it doesn’t fit as well as some lyric art I make, I kept seeing it whenever I listened to the song. 

I made this when I was so tired of winter I felt like I needed to fill it with spring.