and i regret waiting this long

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Hi guys! , Here at last, after God know how many days I bring something that I really take time to do, I was asked a long time ago if I could draw Nova; And well , at first he had made many sketches, but to be honest he was not convinced at all, so i wait and then there was some light of inspiration.
So here at last I have some drawings of Nova

1. Little Nova and his father spend quality time together

2.I wanted to draw Amanda and Nova together, so just imagine running away from the guards while they start a tour

I hope you like guys, and I really regret the delay

I hope in the heart that the drawings are to your liking Mr.Eva and marionette

Nova belongs to @mrevaunit42 and @marionette-j2x

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FT x Avengers Civil War AU doodle dump (*w*)

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I dare you to draw your chara sexy

The rules: You draw your chara in a sexy pose,clothes etc

Then you tag the blogs you want to do this dare too.Since i started this stupid ,,dare,, game (i dont regret anything) i’ll start with my chara first:

( its hard to draw mucles ;A; but i tried)

And now i dare : @shybie @askthechara , @sai-shou or @askmercyseries to draw their chara now (pls dont kill me), have fun oAo /

Enslaved • Obi-Wan Kenobi

Request: “ Can I have an Obi-Wan imagine during the Zygerrian arc of tcw where you and Obi-Wan are enslaved on Zygerria together and the guards are trying to hurt him so you get in the way which earns you a bit more torture and when you wake up you’re on the ship and Obi-Wan is there and lots of fluff? ”

This request was sooo good and I’m so sorry for the long ass wait. Love you guys and hope you enjoy !!


There were many moments in your life where you regretted becoming a Jedi. Like when you first fell in love with Obi-Wan Kenobi, your best friend since you were younglings. Like when you had to sneak around to spend time with Obi-Wan alone so that you wouldn’t get caught being together. Like now, as you shoveled coal and heard the sounds of people crying out from the backbreaking labor. You knew one of those cries was your Obi, and you couldn’t bear the thought of it.

Zygerrians were some of the cruelest slave owners, crueler than some of the Hutts even. Unfortunately for you and your friends, you had been enslaved while trying to save a Togrutan colony. You couldn’t fight back or else someone else would suffer for it. As a Jedi, that was worse than any physical beating.

“Come on, Jedi filth!” you heard one of the guards grumble. Your gaze snapped up to where Obi-Wan was. He was a few carts away, shoveling as fast as he could. However, you could tell he was weak. He was slowing down, and the Zygerrian guards noticed.

One of them swiftly kicked Obi’s side. Obi-Wan groaned and fell to the ground. You gasped as tears welled up in your eyes. Everything in you screamed to go and help your lover, but you didn’t want any more harm to come to him or any of the other slaves. You bit your lip to stop from crying out as their wips lashed against Obi’s already scarred back.

Someone nudged you roughly. “Let’s go, otherwise you’re next” the guard spat. You tore your eyes away from Obi-Wan and turned to the guard. Your hands were clenched into fists as you shook with anger. Every Jedi should keep their calm center but in this situation, nobody would have judged you for it.

“Aw, is that your friend over there?” the guard mocked. He nodded to the three guards beating Obi-Wan, and if it was possible, they became even more rough with him. “Get back to work, bitch” the guard smirked. 

You heard something like a snarl leave your mouth. It sounded like a wild animal. Before you could realize what you were doing, you had slammed the guard closest to you onto the floor. You whacked his head against the cold ground until he was unconscious. Then, you made your way to the group hurting your love.

You tackled the one choking Obi-Wan and began clawing at his face. He screamed in pain and tried to throw you off of him. One of the guards yanked you off of him, so you turned around and punched him as hard as you could. The third guard finally grabbed you so that you could do no more damage.

Rex was stunned. You were always so calm and proper. Seeing you act out in such a way terrified him. Obi-Wan looked up at you with the most disheartened look you had ever seen. He knew what you had done, you had just put yourself in more danger.

“Take her to the electrocution chamber,” one of the guards rumbled. “We’ll fry her brain if we have to” you winced at the idea of being electrocuted, but it wouldn’t be your first time. They began to drag you away, and you felt tears dribble down your cheeks when you heard Obi screaming your name.

“Take me instead!” he shouted. “Please, don’t hurt her! Hurt me, torture me, I don’t care. Just..Please don’t hurt her” you let out a sob as you glanced back to him. He was on his knees, watching in horror as you were dragged off. He would have run after you if two of the guards hadn’t subdued him.


You screamed in agony as the volts of electricity coursed through you. You could almost feel your nerves being fried as the searing pain moved throughout your body. The guard in charge of your torture smirked sickly at you. 

He deactivated the machine for a moment to caress your cheek. Your breathing was erratic and your body was trembling. You moved your face away from his hand, causing the guard to forcefully grab you and turn you back. 

“Now, my dear,” he purred. “Will you continue to misbehave? Or will you accept your fate?” he asked you. You squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself to wake up from this nightmare. The problem was, this wasn’t a nightmare. This was reality.

Your stubbornness got the better of you, and you spit in the guard’s face. He threw your head back against the chair and activated the machine once more. That was when you blacked out completely.


When you finally came to, you were laying on something soft. The Force buzzed quietly around you, signalling to you that you were safe. Your body was sore, but you did not feel the excruciating pain that you were used to. Your heart leapt when you realized that you had been saved.

You could hear distant whispers just outside of the white room you were being kept in. It must have been the med bay at the Temple. You recognized the hallway outside. 

“She’s going to be okay, Master. Vokara Che said that she only had minor nerve damage. As for the broken bones and concussion, she’s gotten through it all before” it was Anakin’s voice. As your Force connection had grown stronger, you began to feel the ripples of pain and guilt. It wasn’t from Anakin, though.

“It’s my fault,” Obi-Wan sighed deeply. “I should have protected her. I should have never let her come with us” he sounded so defeated. “If she doesn’t make it, I don’t know what I’ll do" 

Your heart clenched to hear your Obi in such a state. You tried to sit up in bed, but you quickly halted your movements as your body protested. Anakin, who was in the middle of consoling his Master, became silent. "Do you sense that?” he asked Obi-Wan.

In an instant, the two were tumbling into your room. Obi-Wan tripped over Anakin to get to you. Upon seeing Obi safe and sound, your eyes teared up. 

“Obi-Wan,” you gasped, lamely reaching out to him. Obi-Wan rushed over to you and hugged you as delicately as he could.

“My darling, oh my beautiful (y/n)” he murmured, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You let your tears fall freely as you wrapped your arms around him. Anakin sent you a small smile before politely exiting the room.

Obi-Wan finally let go of you and immediately scolded you. “You could have gotten yourself killed. What were you thinking?” he wasn’t angry, just concerned. You reached out and stroked his bearded cheek.

“I was thinking that the love of my life was in pain, and I couldn’t stand it” you whispered. “I would do it again if I had to. You mean everything to me, Obi” you told him.

He scoffed and rested his forehead against yours. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a few long moments. Finally, he pressed his lips to yours gently. You thought it was very sweet that he was being so careful with you.

“I love you” he sighed into the kiss. You threaded your fingers through his silky hair and pulled him closer to you. You had been so afraid that you would never be able to kiss those lips again. Yet, here you were. 

You pulled away to look deeply into your love’s eyes. Obi-Wan brushed a piece of hair out of your face and tucked it behind your ear. You offered him a sweet smile and pecked his lips.

“I love you too, Obi” you stated. “I won’t ever leave you”……

Seen - Chapter 1

A/N: If you haven’t read the prologue, it’s right here!

    Kiseok opened the lid of his rice cooker, taking in a deep breath of mildly scented steam before closing it again. Breakfast would be ready soon. He grabbed his coffee mug and sat down at his kitchen peninsula, resting his head on his crossed arms. He yawned loudly. The previous night had been a late one at the studio, and he was starting to regret not leaving more work until today since he hadn’t been able to finish in the end anyway.

    He pulled his phone out of his pocket, slowly scrolling through his conversation from the previous night. The young woman had seemed nice… What time was it in Los Angeles? he wondered. He hesitated, and then typed a short text- an English phrase he’d learned from Jay a long time ago- what’s up?

    While he was waiting for a response, he browsed his other social media, but after just a minute or two he received a text: i’m at work. How are you?

   His toes tapped rapidly on the ground as he typed, trying to make his message as nearly correct as possible. I’m well. I was sleeping but now I’m awake. I’m going to work today.

    He was waiting for you to respond when another text came in, this one from Jay. hey hyung, we’re hoping we can get those tour dates set this morning; when do you think you’ll get here?

    Kiseok texted him back as he crossed the kitchen to serve up his breakfast- rice with some gim to wrap it in. i’m eating rn, i’ll be there in half an hour.

    Despite that he was in a bit of a hurry though, he didn’t want to stop texting you, so as soon as you replied in Korean (with a couple misspellings, he noticed)- okay. What are your hobbies?- He texted back,

    cooking, He hesitated, thinking. He didn’t really have many, come to think of it… spending time with friends. I work a lot. And you?

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So because @swishyhairbarnes is an evil monster, she’s making me pick my top5 Seb Stan looks (wait was it looks or pics?? I’m going with looks because if this was already hard af picking just 5 Seb pics has got to be impossible). Here you go, Adeline, you jerk <3

In no particular order:

#1 Smol Floofy-haired Seb


#2 The SLCC Look of Sin (plus everything that happened at that glorious con)

Bonus: arm porn.


#3 The Outrageous WS Premiere Black on Black Suit


#4 I don’t even know what to call this one other than ‘RUDE’


#5 The Double-brested suit of Doom


And a few honorable mentions because I just can’t not:

Honorable Mention #1 - The Infamous IM3 Premiere Look

Honorable Mention #2 - The Jacket + Jeans Awesome Combo

Honorable Mention #3 - The ‘The Bronze’ Premiere Black on Black Suit


aaaand there.

Tagging (no obligation, of course!) @luninosity, @brendaonao3, @stephrc79, @leandraholmes@thebestpersonherelovesbucky, @portraitofemmy (it’s not letting me tag you >-<), @steverogersnotebook, @keepbuckybaby, and everyone who loves Seb and wants to do it :DD

Superhero

Request: Y/N and Justin have been secretly dating because Y/N’s father disapproves of their relationship. Suddenly Y/N’s father finds out and things end up horrible to the point where he abuses Y/N.

Note: haven’t read over it, so if there’s a few mistakes I’ll fix it in a bit. Also I’m so sorry for the long wait!

*****

“What the hell is the boy doing here?” Your father yells, causing you to flinch.

“Dad-”

“I told you to stop seeing him!” He says angrily, immediately interrupting you. “How hard is that to understand?!” He continues, but all you could hear was your heart beating rapidly. You were scared of what was going to happen next.

“Now listen to me, you better get your ass in the car right now before I do something I might regret.” Your father says sternly, his finger directly infront of your face.

“But-”

“I said now!” He yells even louder, you gulp as you take a step back, you never seen him so angry before. Just as you were about to leave, Justin grabs your arm. You look at him shocked, he pulls you towards him before turning towards your father.
“Sir with all due respect-”

“No, now you listen.” Your father says rudely interrupting Justin, as he pulls you away from Justin. You wince in pain as your fathers grip tightens. “Stay the fuck away from my daughter or else..” he says looking straight into Justin’s eyes before dragging you harshly towards the car.

You look back at Justin once more to see that he was already staring back. His expression on his face was sadness, and anger mixed. You knew this wasn’t going to be the last time you were going to see him.

****
**later at home**

“Next time you visit that hell of a boy, there will be more from where that came from.” Your father says firmly before leaving and slamming the door shut.

You quietly bring your knees to your chest, hugging them as a symbol of protection. You knew you were going to get punished, you thought by this time you would be immune to his beatings considering it happened daily but it still traumatized you, and you didn’t know how much longer you could take it. You sat there silently, sobbing. You wanted to get out of this hell, you wanted to get away, to escape from him. You just wanted to be somewhere safe.
*****
After a few hours of you sitting in the corner with tears stained to your cheeks you decided to call someone to get you out of here, someone you truly trusted.

After a couple of rings, he finally picks up. “J-Justin?” You say your voice shaking. “Baby? What’s wrong?” Justin says worried.

“Y-you need t-to get me out of here…now” you say, as a few more tears fell down your face.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” He asks once more, and you suddenly felt a lump in your throat, you were afraid to tell him.

“Y/N tell me what’s wrong? You’re scaring me…” He asks for the third time, just as he was about to ask again you respond.

“He’s hurting me”. You whisper.

“That son of a- Y/N im coming to get you, im going to get you out.” You nod even though he wasn’t able to see you, he pauses for a moment before continuing. “Okay baby you need to listen to me carefully. I’ll be there at around midnight, wait for me. I promise I’m going to get you out of there. Understand?” He says calmly, as your prayed that his plan was going to go well.
*****
**midnight**
You were lying on your bed waiting for Justin to arrive. Your heart raced every time you heard your fathers footsteps. You sat up, as you look towards your window…no sign of him.

You suddenly grew impatient, as you tap your foot silently. After a few minutes you hear a slight thud outside your window. You run towards the window to see Justin. Justin looks around before carefully telling you what to do. You quietly follow his instructions as you carefully climb out of your window before jumping to the ground.

Justin quickly embraces you, you close your eyes as you hug back. “You don’t deserve this…” he whispers before kissing your forehead. You pull away before grabbing his hand, “I’m just happy you’re here, let’s go before he finds out”. You say slightly smiling as you both make your way to his car.

Just as you were about to enter Justins car, someone yanks the back of your hair causing you to scream in pain. Justin quickly turns around to see you in the hands of your father. “Y/N!” He yells before running towards you.

Tears slowly fall down your cheeks as you felt your fathers nails dig into your arms as he dragged you towards the house. Suddenly you see Justin grab your fathers shoulder in full force causing him to turn around before punching him hard across the face.

Your father groans as he realease you. You quickly run away before grabbing your phone to dial the police. You tremble as you watched Justin and your father attacking one and another.

Justin throws another punch after another as he takes all his anger onto your father. You quickly run towards the two completely forgetting the phone call before pulling Justin away. “Justin stop! He’s just going to hurt you!” You say sobbingas you hug him from behind to prevent him from hitting your father. “Y/N, he deserves this, he has no right to hurt you or disrupt you like that, in fact he should be fucking thankful this is all he gets”.

Your father slowly gets up before taking a step towards the both of you. “You have no right to interfere what I know what’s best for my daughter” he says but Justin chuckles. “What’s best? So abusing your daughter is what’s best for her? You’re fucking disgusting! You don’t even have the damn right to call her your daughter after what you did”. Justin yells as your father swings a punch across Justin’s face cause him to fall. “Justin!” You yell as you kneel towards him. You felt your hair get pulled back again as your father throws you to the ground causing your head to hit the pavement.

Suddenly everything became black.

****

You woke up to the sound of machines beeping. You turn around to see that you were in the hospital. Before you could panick, a doctor and a police officer walks into the room.

“Oh ms. L/N, you’re awake! How are you feeling?” The doctor says calmly as he walks towards your bed.

“Where’s Justin? I need to see him. What happpend? Where is my father?” You say panicked, as you frantically searched the room ignoring the doctors question.

The police officer smiles, “sweetie I need you to calm down, you’re safe now. I’ll explain everything to you”. You smile slightly in response before mumbling a ‘thank you’.
“Do you remember calling the police when the situation was occurring?” She asks. “I did but it didn’t go through because I was trying to break up the fight,” you say as you watched the officer write what your statements.
“Well you were so lucky that you let the phone call go through and we were able to hear everything that was happening, so we tracked down your phone. We saw you unconscious with a gash on your head, bruises all over your body. We then saw your friend with a few injuries as well but he stated that you were being abused by your own father…I’m sorry to say but we arrested him for domestic violence”. The officer says before taking a step outside leaving you and the doctor.

Just as you were about to ask for Justin, he walks right into the room. You look at him as tears fell down your face, he had injuries everywhere…he had all those because of you.

“Baby…” he says as he runs towards you before pulling you in for a hug. “I’m so sorry this happened-” you begin to say but he immediately cuts you off. “Don’t apologize, Y/N you know I would risk my own life just to save you”. He says and more tears rushed down your face. You held onto him tighter as you sat there and sobbed. “Shhh….we’re safe now”. He whispers before kissing your forehead.

You suddenly felt as if weight has been lifted of your chest, you have kept this secret in for so long because you were afraid to turn your own father in, you were afraid to be alone…but you weren’t. You had Justin who never left your side. You were so grateful to have him him a part of your life, he’s truly your own superhero.

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Requested by @elegantenthusiastgirl31

The Verdict: The Lego Batman Movie

So, I’ve waited for this movie a very long time, since its announcement, despite the minor hiccups *cough* thebabsxbatsthingwhichwasntbadliketkjdidthanksdirector *cough*

IT’S THE GREATEST ROMANCE EVER SOLD TOLD!
(If you got the Prince reference, I love you.)

I just wanted to say, finally, Thank you DC. I know it’s quite the best BatJokes fanservice ever. But you actually finally acknowledged us. Them:
BATJOKES. I practically disturbed audiences in my local cinema with my fangirl squealing at every moment they had. But I will never regret them. At all. I CRAVE FOR EVERY MOMENT. I WILL DEFINITELY WATCH IT ALL OVER AGAIN. THANK YOU, THANK YOU DC!

To Chris Mckay, the director, I believed in him, and he delivered well. Much love to you sir.

To Will Arnett and Zack Galifianakis, you both just brought BatJokes alive on an animated film, and your voices are just beautiful, thank you for lending them to this beloved characters.

To TLBM Writers, I’m totally in love with what you had written.

I love you all. I just love this movie. I just loved every bit of it.

And thank you for adding few of my loves in the this film, like:
(Which will go under the cut to avoid spoilers for my BATJOKES FAM.)|

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Taming Her

Totally rabid warrior reader who can’t even speak because she’s been alone in the woods for so long, encounters negan after trying to stab him. She a total savage who can do matrix shit 👌 and negan is just like ❤😚❤ I love your blog! Keep it up 😊❤

I’m so sorry for the long wait! But hopefully it was worth the wait! <3


Negan didn’t go on runs alone very often. He didn’t necessarily need a group of people surrounding him like bodyguards. He had his trusty baseball bat named Lucille with barbed wire wrapped around it. One hit to the head and whatever enemy tried to take him down would regret it. He was confident in that. All else fails, he has his beautiful Lucille.

Today was just one of those days though. Negan just needed some time to himself really. If he found something he could bring back to The Sanctuary, then of course he would. But in all actuality, he wasn’t on a mission to find anything. Well, except for peace and quiet. Sometimes it was chaotic at The Sanctuary and he needed time away to forget his responsibilities. Even he needed time to relax. He just didn’t like to admit it to anyone. Any sign of weakness could ruin him.

It was a calm afternoon. Not many roamers were hanging around the woods today. Negan had only killed maybe three or four during his travels. But it could all change once night came. It usually did.

As Negan turned a corner, he was greeted with a kick to the face. He fell back into the crunchy, dead leaves. The leaves were flying all around him, slightly disorienting him as the owner of the foot the kicked him in the face. It was a young woman, covered in dirt, which made her large, murderous eyes pop even more. Her hair was stringy and dirty, her clothes grimy with dried blood caked all over. He wanted to be furious about this complete stranger kicking him down and trying to kill him but he was simply too impressed. Not many people could sneak up on him like that. She was nothing like anyone else he’d ever met before.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Negan finally said. The girl responded by pulling a knife from its holster and lunging for Negan, her knife raised and ready to stab him. It was already stained with the blood of many others she’d taken out before him and it had never been cleaned, “Hey!”

The girl snarled, almost like an animal as Negan grabbed her wrists, focusing on keeping the blade away from his body. The girl was freakishly strong but it didn’t stop him from pressing his boot into her gut and kicking her off of him. As he got back up, the girl jumped back onto her feet with ease, kicking Negan’s bat away before he could get to it.

The girl was more flexible than Negan would’ve expected. The way she twisted her body just to get Lucille away from Negan was insane and it shocked him long enough to allow the girl to get a few more punches in before he finally snapped out of it and fought back.

Negan kicked the girl to the ground, pouncing on top of her and pinning her arms down. She groaned and writhed underneath him, her face burning red with fury. Negan chuckled at her struggle and shook his head at her, “You need to relax darlin’. I’m not the asshole here ya know. Who kicked who in the face? I should be crushing your skull with Lucille right now but I’m not gonna.”

The girl continued to thrash around like she hadn’t heard a single word he said. He frowned and continued, “Are you listening to me, little lady? Can you even understand me?”

The girl nodded but still said nothing. He sighed, shaking his head, “Now listen, girl. I wish I could trust you and let you go. But you’re gonna have to come back with me.”

That just made the girl thrash around even more but Negan still lifted her onto her feet effortlessly, pinning her arms behind her back. With his free hand, he picked Lucille up off the ground and waved it around in the girl’s face. He hated to threaten her since he had a feeling underneath this animalistic behavior and killer instinct, she was probably a decent person. But she was unstable and needed to be calmed down.

“Try anything, and this is what you’re gonna get,” Negan said. The girl still breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling quickly as she stared at him, wanting so badly to break free and completely destroy him but she had no choice but to agree and start walking.

Negan took the girl with him on the long walk back to The Sanctuary. Every now and then she made a small attempt to wiggle from Negan’s grip but he wasn’t about to let his guard down around this girl.


When Negan arrived with the girl, they both got strange, confused looks from everyone working the gates. The stares coming from all of the saviors made the girl visibly uncomfortable and she tensed up in Negan’s grip. One of Negan’s men, Dwight met up with him and frowned at the girl, scrunching up his nose like she was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen.

“Who’d you find?” Dwight inquired. He looked up at Negan’s bruised, bloody nose and the black eye forming under his right eye, “Did she do that to your face?”

“She did,” Negan said, “She’s a feisty one. I need you guys to take her to get cleaned up and get her some new clothes to change into.”

Dwight looked at the girl up and down and she growled again. Her reaction to him made him step back and laugh, “What is she, a dog? Why’s she growling at me?”

“I have no idea,” Negan replied. One of his men handed him a rope, which he used to tightly bound the girl’s wrists behind her back. She grunted as the rope scratched her skin which was just making her angrier. One more thing could set her off and Negan was almost tempted to do it just to watch her move again. But he wouldn’t provoke her. She wasn’t always like this. Something had to have happened to her to make her this way. Whatever the reason may be, he’d rather help her than hurt her, “Just don’t piss her off, Dwight. Alright?”

Dwight nodded but grabbed the girl roughly anyway. Negan would’ve stopped him but after just warning him to not make her angry, he felt Dwight deserved anything the girl would do at this point.

“You don’t fuck with me, you got it?” Dwight said. The girl was silent as usual, abruptly throwing her head back and slamming it against Dwight’s head. He groaned as she kicked him, knocking him down and he slid across the floor, hitting the wall hard. He groaned, rubbing the back of his head. With her hands tied behind her back, the girl took on five different guys and was holding her own. When one man finally got his hands on her, she actually bit down on his arm. Even though her bite was painful, he wouldn’t let go until she actually broke the skin and blood was running down his arm. After that, no one else would approach her.

“Dwight, what the fuck did I tell you?” Negan snapped. The girl didn’t have the same rage in her eyes that Negan had become so impressed with. She was fighting and keeping it together but now she just looked terrified being surrounded by these strange men. Negan handed his bat off to someone else and slowly approached the girl. She turned to him, ready to attack him even though she was visibly shaking, blood drying on her chin. Negan held up his hands, gesturing for his men to move away from the girl, “Listen, it’s okay, alright? No one here is gonna hurt you.”

The girl glanced at Negan’s bat in someone else’s hand. It did make sense that she didn’t trust him. He did say he could’ve crushed her skull but he didn’t want to do that now. This girl was worse than anyone he’d ever seen. He wasn’t one for mercy but she broke his heart.

“Forget what I said,” Negan said, “I’m not gonna hurt you. I just wanna help you, okay? I’ll untie you if you just calm down, okay? I won’t let anyone here hurt you. We’ll clean you up, get you clean clothes and a warm bed, a hot meal. That sound okay?”

The girl was hesitant, grunting a little under her breath. Finally, she relaxed and nodded, turning around so Negan could untie her. She appreciated his gentle touch and kept close to him.

“Are you gonna tell me your name?” Negan inquired. The girl was silent but he didn’t know why he expected anything different. Although, this time it looked like she actually wanted to say something. But it seemed like something was stopping her. Negan sighed and placed his hand on her shoulder, “Alright, we’ll get to that later. Let’s just get you cleaned up. Without beating everyone up if you don’t mind.”

The girl scoffed but nodded. Negan brought her into his bedroom and sat her down on the sofa, “I’m gonna get a bath ready for you. Will you still be here when I come back?”

She nodded and Negan smiled, “Good. I’m trusting you, girl. Don’t fail me now.”

Negan expected the girl to be watching the door, as if waiting for him to disappear so she could sneak away but he was surprised to see that she was watching him leave like she didn’t want him to go. Was he the first person to take care of this girl? Was he the first person to help her? Was that why she was suddenly attaching herself to him? It didn’t matter Negan realized. It had been a long time since someone genuinely liked him and wasn’t just scared of him. The girl didn’t seem to be frightened of him at all.

As Negan was getting the girl’s bath ready, he heard the sofa creak from the next room and then footsteps coming towards him. If the girl was coming to try and kill him again, what would he use to defend himself? Someone else had Lucille. The girl had distracted him and he didn’t get his bat back.

But when Negan turned around, he saw that the girl was just standing in the doorway watching him. He raised his eyebrow as he pulled his hand from the warm water, “I thought I told you to stay there.”

The girl shrugged. Negan sighed, hanging his head as he stood up, “I hope you use your words soon, girl. I still don’t know your name. Do you even remember your name?”

The girl nodded.

“How long have you been out there in those woods?”

The girl shrugged.

“Well, the bath is ready for you,” Negan said, “Here’s a robe for you until we can find some clothes for you to wear. Think you’ll ever speak to me?”

He earned another shrug but he didn’t mind. The girl trusted him enough not to attack him again. Instead, she grabbed a rag, dipped it in the water and grabbed him by the shoulder to pull him towards her. She wiped the blood off his face, being gentle around his sore nose. Her finger grazed the black eye forming underneath his eye as if to say she was sorry.

“It’s fine,” Negan said, “My nose isn’t broken so I can get over it.”

Negan took the rag from the girl’s hands and started wiping the dirt off her face. He didn’t expect the face underneath all that grime to be so beautiful. She touched her now clean face and smiled, her cheeks turning red.

“Yeah, might need to get you a new rag after this,” Negan chuckled, showing her the filthy rag. The first friendly sounds that came from her mouth were giggles as she pushed the rag away from her. Negan laughed with her and started for the door, “There’s more rags in that cabinet there. Help yourself.”

As Negan shut the door, he felt a tap on the shoulder. He could never get over how quick she was on her feet. Negan turned, “You’re fast. You know that? What is it?”

“T-T-T…” she stuttered, pressing her hand against her chest.

“Stop,” Negan said, placing his hand on her shoulder, “I don’t know why you can’t but I do know that it isn’t something you should force.”

The girl shook her head and continued with her struggle, “T-T-Th-tha…thank y-y-you.”

Negan smiled, rubbing the girl’s arm, “You’re welcome. Now hurry up and bathe. You’re disgusting.”

The girl playfully punched him on the arm and shut the door. Negan shook his head in disbelief. This girl already had him wrapped around her finger and she hadn’t said more than two words to him. This girl was more than just an expert fighter. She really did have a heart of gold underneath that animalistic exterior.

My Daughter - Elijah Mikaelson Oneshot

Requested by anon, I am soooo sorry you had to wait so long for this and I had no inspiration for it so it isn’t too good but never the less I hop you enjoy it!


Elijah Mikaelson had many demons buried in his past which haunted him. Regrets regarding his failure to protect his family, the way he mercilessly took the life’s of his love Tatia but no atrocity he had committed or fallen victim to could compare to the loss of his child, Y/N. 17 years ago Elijah Mikaelson had fallen in love with a human and in his desperation to begin a family of his own he had turned to a witch loyal to Niklaus in order to give him the ability to bear children. 

When Y/N was finally born Elijah’s spirits were restored, his life once  again had purpose. In the first few months of Y/N’s life Elijah dedicated all of his time to doting over his beautiful child, ensuring Y/N had everything they could ever desire. Elijah’ said life had been filled with happiness and fulfilment, he had found the woman he loved and begun a family, Elijah felt human.

However, like all good things must Elijah’s happiness surely came to an end when Elijah’s found his wife mauled to death by one of the Mikaelson’s many enemies and his child missing, lost forever alongside Elijah’s joy.

17 years had followed since the horror which had ruined Elijah’s life, he had now thrown himself into helping his family, dedicating his time on ensuring none of his family would ever feel the pain he had fallen victim to. This search for his family’s salvation and happiness had led him back to his birthplace in northern Virginia, now appropriately named Mystic falls. The Mikaelson’s had settled here after klaus had broken free of his curse and become a hybrid and for the first time Elijah’s family had once again begun to feel a sense of unity.

It was the morning of the Mikaelson’s ball of which all of the town would be att and the family were preparing themselves for the evening when there was a knock on the door. ‘Whoever it is compel them away, sister’ Klaus shouted as Rebekah started for the door. 'Unless they’re pretty of course’ Kol jested.

Rebekah opened the door to find a 17 year old girl with long Y/H/C hair and bright Y/E/C eyes, the girl looked timid and anxious, just from looking at her Rebekah knew that she wasn’t from mystic fall she due to her unfamiliarity.

'Hey, I’m looking for Elijah Mikaelson, I believe he lives here’ the girl spoke in almost a whisper.
'And who wants to know’ Rebekah’s snapped back obviously bored of the conversation and that she had to pause her preparation for the ball.
'I’m Y/N, his daughter’
'Oh my god you’re alive’ Rebekah stood stunned unable to process what the girl had told her.

Elijah hearing the conversation was at the door in a flash, awe in his eyes staring at the beautiful face that stood before him.
'Y/N’ he spoke, tears filling his eyes as he looked at the girl he lost so long ago.

'Y/N, I have missed you every day since you went missing, you and your mother. And I am so sorry for what happened to you both, there is no one to blame but myself’

'You thought about me!, well if you loved me so much why did you not look for me! Find me. And as for my mother I don’t know a single person who misses that woman, and if you do you’re sick.’ Y/N’s voice was no longer timid, there was venom in her voice, disgust that shook Elijah, scared him.

'I’m unsure of why you have so much rage against your mother but I assure you that woman was a wonder, the best thing that ever happened to me, along with you and when she was taken from me a part of myself died with her. I do not know how you have grown up and the circumstances surrounding your life Y/N but i assure you your mother was a good person.’

‘You have no idea do you?’ Y/N questioned. ‘Well let me clear a few things up for you, 16 years ago you found my mother dead, problem is you didn’t stick around long enough to realise she had vampire blood in her system, she became a vampire and for the last 16 years she has been forcing me to use dark magic, expression, to do her work for her. She’s dead now, i’m free. But I can’t control my expression and I need your help. I have no interest in being your daughter.’

‘Y/N I am so sorry, I had no idea, I am so sorry for all yo have had to endure all of these years, understand that woman was not the woman I loved, she was not your mother, she was a monster. You have done the right thing by coming to me, I can help you, and if you will allow me to, I would very much like to get to know you Y/N. If you stay here with me, and the rest of your family here in Mystic Falls I will let you decide where we go from here.’ Elijah pleaded with his daughter, he wanted nothing more than to get to know his child.

‘Okay, but like you said, I decide where we go, but I’d like to get to know you too. I hear there’s a ball here tonight, perhaps you could let me join you’ Y/N questioned.

‘Absolutely, my dear.’

Got7 Scenario - ‘Get at me’

Requested by a lovely anon <3

REQUEST: scenario where your best friends with all of got7 and your dating Yugyeom and you get expelled from school because you got into a fight  and have their reaction when you drive home and they are all there waiting for you, them being disappointed bc this happens a lot but then they realize you did it bc the person was talking shit about got7

*Don’t own the gif/s yo*

Author: Ellie ( A/N: Whoo, I’ve been gone some time because of school and personal reasons, but I’m back. I hope you like it, I changed the coming home thing a little. Ly :)

You opened the door to the building. You had decided to buy more food in general because they had a long ass practice day today and the boys deserved it

Did you regret that you whooped her ass? Nope, not at all, she deserved it.

You walked up the stairs to the 2nd floor, down the corridor to the 4th door, and put the key in the lock. You opened the door, being greeted with the Got7 music.

“Hey” You smiled at the boys who continued to just jam to their newest track ‘Hard Carry’.

“Food!” you heard Jackson shout as he made his way to you. He grabbed the bags and instantly started to eat. You laughed at him. Finally your boyfriend moved to you too

“Why is your cheekbone violet color?” you tried to brush it off with a smile

“Well, it kinda has to do with my suspension.” you laughed.

“Not again!” you heard Mark groan,  who took place next to Jackson. HE looked at you in disbelief, “You fought with someone, again?”

You nodded, taking a seat next to Jackson. You grabbed one of the boxes with food.

“Well, the thing is, some girl didn’t know her limits.” you slightly laughed. “Like, I was at my locker grabbing the things I needed when some girl I’ve never even seen in my damn life came up to me asking if I was that girl who hangs out with got7, so I told her that I am the girl that’s in contact with you guys. Then I turned around, because I was already late for class, but she held me back saying I should leave you guys alone! Like I’m not the right one for you guys to be around? Especially Yugy? But I was calm telling her to please back off, but she didn’t listen. Then  her fist hit my face out of nowhere. But I hit her nose pretty hard so it’s probably broken so she’s in the hospital right now and I’m suspended!” I laughed the last part.

Jackson looked at me in disbelief.

“But you shouldn’t start fights, that’s stupid.” he muffled through the ramen. You just rolled your eyes.

“Am I not allowed to defend myself now?” Jackson shook his head.

“Not when you’re getting hurt.” you shook your head. Since when did they decide to be your parents?

“I didn’t start the fight, weren’t you listening to me?” You said. Yugyeom just stared at his food not saying anything and you turned to him.

“Hey, boo. Don’t be upset.” you patted his back slightly.

“But you probably ruined your spot at university because of some girl.” he said, sounding regretful. You laughed.

“You know that we only have about 2 weeks left. I’ll be good.” You said , trying to cheer him up. He shook his head.

“But still, don’t do that again please.” He said. I nodded, giving him a small peck on the lips.

“Just for you”

Assassin's Creed {Sentence Starters}
  • "I don't care. It's not approval I'm after, just power."
  • "You need a more creative outlet."
  • "How can I regret the only life I have ever known?"
  • "Life is not a fairy tale and there are no happy endings."
  • "You'd kill people simply for believing differently from you?"
  • "I feel many things. Nausea above all."
  • "Unless the legend is a lie, you are the man I long to meet."
  • "Your schemes, like you, are put to rest."
  • "I've waited too long, lost too much."
  • "I've always had a soft spot for women in distress."
  • "They want me dead. Me! Can you imagine?"
  • "I expect an apology on my return."
  • "I hope there is another life after this one."
  • "Don't save me a spot in hell. I ain't coming soon."
  • "Oh no, God forbid I take a break!"
  • "Can you lend a hand? Perhaps a blade?"
  • "I have seen what comes of those who raise themselves above others."
  • "Why? Why have you done this?!"
  • "I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly."
  • "The people never have the power, only the illusion of it."
  • "You'll pay for this. You and all your kind."
  • "You will be remembered first as a hero. Later as a legend."
  • "Is this my reward for believing the best about men?"
  • "Aside from the failure and the hatred, I envy you very much."
  • "There is no time. I will have to chance direct approach."
  • "Are you not loved at home?"

For once, I want to be selfish and irrational. I want to stop robbing myself the happiness I deserve. I want to stop thinking about how people will perceive our situation, I want to stop calculating if I am giving the minimal amount of fuck, I want to stop counting the things I am doing in his favor, for once I just want to stop thinking. Overthinking.

I want to start showing my feelings; start pulling him to my embrace and whisper words I’ve longed conceal in the back of my mind. I want to start assuring him that all this time it was just him, I want to be honest, I want to set my heart on fire regardless if it will burn one day.

But most of all, I want to start making him regret not being selfish and irrational enough— because he didn’t wait for me nor became honest with me about his feelings. I want to make him regret that we are now grounded in this baffling situation because he didn’t man up and he just decided to protect his ego in this world of uncertainty.

“Do you regret us?” he asked.

I looked at him as I think of how I would answer his question and I remembered how I spent the last year picking up the pieces of my heart. How I still can’t read poems and not think about those he wrote for me. How I still pass by the last place we had dinner in and I still look for his face in the crowd. I thought about the long nights I had to spend drinking myself into a stupor just so I didn’t have to face the empty bed waiting for me back home.

And for a moment, I considered answering him with a resolute “Yes.” That I regret ever knowing him and that I wish I saved myself from the utter heartbreak he subjected me into.

But then I never really had the habit of lying to myself. And I know that if I were to repeat the past few years, I would still fall in love with him as much as I did before.

“No. But I wish that I did,” was all I could say to him.

—  Truth / deepthoughtsofanobody
Never be afraid to express what you feel inside. You never know what it could lead to, the possibilities are endless. Wouldn’t you rather regret something you gave your all to instead of spending the rest of your life wondering how things could’ve been?
—  thelastenvelope

No I won’t miss you, I won’t cry, I don’t regret it
No I won’t stand for it, no I don’t need confetti

Sia lyrics are never wrong ;) Sorry you guys waited so long for an update, loads to do, but in one week I have my term break and hopefully I can be a bit more productive there!

The drawing was made with charcoal and golden watercolor, the confetti was made in photoshop.