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50 Toys in 50 Days Masterlist

About two months ago, my best friend @brothersonahotelbed and I put together a challenge. 50 prompts - one sex toy from each state. Below is the masterlist of everyone who turned in their fics by the deadlines. Thank you all so so much for participating. We had so much fun reading these and I hope y’all had fun writing them!

M/M Ships (or M/M/M+)

F/M Ships (or F/M/M+)

Reader Inserts (Dean)

Reader Inserts (Other)

anonymous asked:

I so love to read your asks. I kinda have to imagine an overgrown puppy (like Makkachin) wagging her tail and happily barking everytime something is written in capslock. xD (at least if it's positive like answers on praise or how much Victor loves Yuuri and so on :D btw your art is beautiful! And never think otherwise. Especially the coloring, even you don't think so. STOP THINKING LIKE THAT! Listen to us. We're the new voice in your head doing a Yuuri-tackle to all your insecurities!)

Hahahaha, I mean, I guess that’s a fair comparison XD

And thank you so much, I’m happy you like my art and everything so much ;A;

georgetheblob  asked:

I've seen your blog around occasionally and I FINALLY decided to come in and officially check it out... oH my gOd I love it so much. It's so well put together, and all of your points are so well-researched. All of your Chara theories and things give me fuller confidence in my plan for the project I'm working on, and I'm very grateful to have stumbled in here. Keep up the fantastic work.✨

Thank you! Researching the game is our passion, and wonderful comments like yours are so rewarding. Also, I would just love to say your graphic novel adaption of the game is fantastic! 

For those who haven’t read georgetheblob’s graphic novel, we highly recommend it! (Here is the first page for mobile app users!)

Drunk (K)Langst (Pt 2/2)

read this first

my first finished fic lmao

send help pls

langst turned klangst

Allura is the first to break the ice, “How did Lance even manage to acquire so much caljifian juice? I mean, it is not illegal, only five of the last planets we have visited sell it, and even then-”

“H-Hey, everybody,” Lance calls quietly from the doorway, a tired smile gracing his features. The smile turned into a frown, however, when his eyes landed on Shiro. As if a silent reminder of something upsetting, Lance’s entire body shifted into a different personality, suddenly serious and solemn. 

“I mean, what’s going on?” The blue paladin asks sternly. He draws himself closer to the team. Closer to the bottles that Shiro had dug out of his room. Hunk pushes himself as quickly and as subtly as he can in front of the bottles, blocking Lance’s view of them.


“What the fuck, Lance?” Keith screeches at the blue paladin before Pidge can make up some excuse.

The black paladin coughs into his hand, “Keith, maybe we should-”

“No! No, Shiro, I’m really interested in whatever excuse Lance has as to why he’d put this team in danger,” Keith demands accusingly.

Lance tilts his head in confusion. “Uh, what are you talking about?” he asks with an irritated lilt in his tone.

With a scoff, the red paladin shoves Hunk aside -alarmingly, he manages to scoot him over a few inches- and presents the stash of “juice” bottles that had been previously hidden under Lance’s bed. 

The Cuban’s eyes widen at the bottles newly presented. “Where did you get tho-”

“Where the fuck do you think, Lance? How dare you endanger your team like this, without our knowledge?” Keith sneers at his teammate.

Lance sneers right back, “Endangering you? Have you even been paying attention to my performance over the last few weeks? It’s improved a hell of a lot. You guys, apparently, didn’t have a problem with it. Oh, but now, oh, now you know I drink. So fucking what! I haven’t fucked up a mission since April! You guys should be happy! You all seemed to be fine with it, in fact, you preferred it when I was too drunk to flirt, too drunk to annoy you guys, too. Damn. Drunk. To fuck everything up!”

The yellow paladin flinches at the last word. “Lance, we’re not trying to-”

“Not trying to what?” Lance spits at the group, in the process he begins to feel Blue trying to calm him down. “No, Blue! We’ve been working way too hard to be getting this shit. You just want to be the center of attention now, don’t you, Keith?Now that I log more hours into the training room now, you’re feeling insecure about your position aren’t you? What’s the problem, now that I’m quiet and follow orders? Do you need entertainment? Is that what it is?” He advances, his long gait bringing him closer and closer to Keith until they’re nose to nose. 

“Are you intimidated, Keithy-boy?” 

Shiro pushes forward and splits the two apart. “That’s not what this is, Lance! Stop making this into a competition and listen to us for one damn second-”

“Oh? You mean like the way I’ve been listlessly listening to your commands and following them flawlessly for the past few months? Is that what you mean, Shiro?” Lance questions inquisitively. 

The leader of the group sighs in frustration. “You know that’s not what I mean.”

“Then what do you mean? What do you want me to do? This is the best I can do, Shiro! This… this is the best…” and just like that, Lance’s strong demeanor drops and it’s just the same vulnerable Lance who’s only safe place was behind his jokes. With that and his resolve gone, he is open and unsafe. Tears fall from his eyes carefully and slowly. The blue paladin drops to his knees and he stares into nothing. 

He feels the other paladins and patrons of the castle try to get a response from him. Even Blue urges him to wake from his blank state. 

When the rest of the team figure it’s no use, Keith immediately bends to pick him up. “Uh, Keith,” Allura shifts uneasily. “Maybe someone else should-”

“I’m going to be there when he wakes up,” the Korean interrupts. Promptly and hurriedly, he steps out of the lounge and heads for his friend’s room. 

Lance feels himself starts to drift, as Keith lays him down on his bed. He doesn’t, however, expect Keith to push him over and scoot in next to him. The raven haired boy rests his head atop his head and lays a quick kiss there. 

“I love you, Lance,” exclamation marks went off in Lance’s head, even in this state. “We all do.” And the exclamation marks are gone.

Keith wraps himself around the blue paladin, and for the first time in weeks, it felt safe. Safe enough for him to fall into a dreamless sleep.

“Lance,” a sing-song voice brought the tanned boy from his slumber.

Such a soft, yet masculine voice. “Mmh, Beka?”

“Uh, Lance,” the voice clears their voice. “Wrong fandom.”

Oops. “Erm, Shiro?” 

A soft sigh, “Close enough.”

Lance snickers to himself, “Keith, I know it’s you, I’m not that stupid.”

A short grunt and a slap later, the blue paladin finally opens his eyes. In front of him sits a concerned Keith, his eyes expectant. “Shiro is giving us the day, and..” he trails off. “We need to talk about things.”

Lance starts with a sigh, “Look, dude, I know you don’t care, so don’t-”

“Okay, Lance. First of all, no. Second, absolutely not what the fuck? I want you to do something for me, Lance,” Keith asks patiently, taking his friend’s hands in his own.

“Mkay,” Lance replies sleepily. 

“I want you to listen to me, and I want you take my words into consideration, okay?” The raven haired boy assures quietly.

With a nod of his head, the Cuban asks a final question. “Did we sleep in the same bed last night?”

Keith blushes deeply, completely caught off guard by the sudden inquiry. “I dunno what you’re talking about,” he mutters. “Anyways,” he begins with a clap of his hands. “Lance. When we first met, I thought you were a useless cargo pilot who was only as the Garrison to joke around.”

“Aren’t you supposed to make me feel better?” Lance sasses.

Keith presses his finger to the other’s lips. “Uh uh, you, listen.” Lance nods, allowing his friend to continue. “Anyways, that was my perception of you, and I didn’t think otherwise. Until we ran into each other saving Shiro. You were so obsessed with one-upping me that you saved his life. That’s either stupidity or passion, but I’m going to go with the latter. But that’s not all. You’ve proved time and time again that you will go out of your way to help your friends in need, even if it means you have to sacrifice yourself. No one,” Keith breathes, leaning forward just the slightest bit. “No one can ask for a better friend than you, Lance McClain.”

With a raised eyebrow, Lance ponders aloud, “Friend?”

The raven haired boy freezes in place, the possibilities racing through his mind. The blue paladin tilts his head inquisitively, causing Keith to turn the corners of his lips into a full-fledged, bright smile. “Among other things.”

This is the day Keith and Lance share their first kiss. 

Among other things. 

anonymous asked:

Could you do a solangelo one-shot please?

Okay, this is really rushed and terrible but I’ve had this for forever so I thought that I’d do this one first. Thank you so much for wanting to read my writing even if it’s not the best. I hope you enjoy you lovely person! ~ Elizabeth 

Word count: 601

“Please Nico? We haven’t had a date night in forever, ” Percy begged.

Nico sighed, “Why can’t Hazel watch her, she’s great with kids.”

“You’ll do fine, Nico. Please? Hazel is busy. You’re the only one available. Come on, we’ve been looking forward to this for a while now. Plus you’ve already said if we need anything just to call you,” Percy said pleadingly while giving Nico puppy dog eyes.

Nico groans, running a hand through my hair. “I can’t believe you….Fine. I guess I’ll watch her but this is a one time thing Jackson. Don’t expect this to happen again.”

Percy grins so wide it’s almost comical. He hugged Nico tightly and ruffles his hair. “Thank you so much, Nico. Seriously. I owe you, man.”

Nico hesitantly hugs you back, still not comfortable with touching some people. “Yeah you do. Now go and have fun with Annabeth. You deserve it.”

He grins and hurriedly gets all of his stuff ready before Nico could change his mind. “Annabeth! Nico said yes! We can go!” Percy yells down to her and runs down the stairs.


Nico was staring at Percy and Annabeth’s toddler with terror once they had left.

“I don’t know why I ever agreed to this,” Nico grumbled to Will. Will only laughed and walked towards me with Charlotte in his arms.

“You shouldn’t be so scared. She’s only a kid, ” Will said, trying to give her to Nico.

“I’m not scared! I’m just horrible with kids. They all hate me.” Nico said, inching away from his fiancé.

Will rolled his eyes and made Nico hold her, “Charlotte seems to like you just fine. Just relax. Percy said she already ate so we can just relax and watch a movie with her or something. It’s only for the rest of the night. You’ll do fine, sweetheart.”

Charlotte giggled in his arms and tried to grab Nico’s hair. Nico squeaks and tries to hand her back, Will just shaking his head and sitting down on the couch.

Sighing, Nico sits next to him and snuggles, choosing a movie after a while and holds Charlotte close. He gently played with her, slowly starting to relax with her. Will smiled softly at the two of them and kisses the top of Nico’s head. “You’d be a wonderful Dad, honey.” Will said and wrapped his arms around him, pulling Nico closer.

Nico blushes bright red and shakes his head. “I would not.”

Will chuckles, “You would. I’m certain of it.”

Nico looks up at him and smiles all bright. “You really think so?”

He nods and kisses Nico’s forehead. “Of course I do, cutie.”

Nico looked down at Charlotte and giggled quietly. “Thank you…” Nico moved her hair out of her face and let her bounce on his lap. Humming quietly Nico relaxed completely and leaned on Will while allowing myself to get lost in the movie. When it was done Nico looked up at Will and smiled softly when he saw that he was fast asleep. Leaning up he kissed his forehead and slowly gets up, trying not to wake the sleeping baby and quietly walks to her crib. When he set her down he smiled happily. “Maybe I’m not so bad with kids after all…”


Nico looked over to Will when they were heading home. “Hey, Will?”

Will hummed and kept driving, “Yes, honey?”

“How would you feel about adopting a kid?”

||Take Me To Church|| Theo Raeken Imagine

{Requested: reading your Theo imagine based on One More Night (so very good btw) made me think ab how much of Theo song Take Me To Church is lol, can you write an imagine on that?? thanks babe}

My lover’s got humour
She’s the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody’s disapproval
I should’ve worshipped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak
She’s the last true mouthpiece
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
A fresh poison each week
“We were born sick”
You heard them say it
My church offers no absolutes
She tells me “worship in the bedroom”
The only heaven I’ll be sent to
Is when I’m alone with you
I was born sick, but I love it
Command me to be well

“I can’t believe you’re with Theo.“Liam Dunbar muttered as he sat down next to me.
"Well good afternoon to you too my once best friend."I greeted, ignoring what he had said.
"You know he’s the type of guy to laugh during a funeral on purpose, right?"Liam asked.
"Actually I laughed first, that’s why Theo laugh."I spoke up, making him furrow his eyebrows.
"Tracy’s funeral, when her mom was giving the bullshit speech of how much she loved her daughter. That bitch never loved her daughter, she was barely even around. Quite hysterical of you ask me."I explained.
"You’re not acting like yourself, did Theo do something to you?"Liam asked.
"On the contrary Liam, I’m finally being myself. The old goody two shoes (Y/N) was such an agonizing bore and pain."I answered.
"You know some people are talking about you, how you’ve changed for the worse. Especially with Theo by your side-”
“I’ve heard them, all their treacherous disapprovals in the hallways or classes. I just don’t care about their opinions, you shouldn’t either."I said, making him furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
"Don’t think I haven’t heard of what happened. Hayden left you for Brett, I think I heard she cheated on you-”
“Don’t mention them."Liam snarled, making me smirk.
"I told you I didn’t trust Hayden-”
“You didn’t like her because you liked me, you wanted us to be a couple."Liam reminded me.
"You’re speaking as if the feelings weren’t mutual, but of course you chose Hayden over me."I mumbled as I looked around to see Theo leaning by a wall, smirking.
I flashed him a wicked grin, making him wink at me.
"Look how you ended up, betrayed by your once lover and once frenemy. Should’ve worshiped her sooner Dunbar, we both know what an amazing lover she is."Theo spoke up as he walked over.
Theo reached out for my hand, making me grin as I gladly gave him my hand. He led me to the boys locker room, making me smirk.
"Eager, aren’t we?"I asked as Theo locked the doors.
"Liam followed and he can hear us."Theo whispered in my ear.
"You want to cause him pain, don’t you?"I asked.
"Only if you want to."He answered.
"I do love the scent of pain.”
(Theo’s P.O.V)
When I first found her, she was an angel, a delicate and damaged angel who was on the brink of becoming a fallen angel. Liam had rejected her the same day she had come home to find her parents massacred by the alpha pack. When I stepped inside her house, I found her sobbing uncontrollably in the middle of the living room. I sensed the agony and anger coming from, making me smirk. I had comforted her and told her where the alpha pack was. One by one, she killed them all. Once she turned around to face me, her eyes no longer shined bright but instead they seemed sinister. Blood trickled down her mouth and her claws as she walked over to me. She was absolutely breathtaking, the way she had taken them all down made me realize how powerful she was. Since that day, we had become inseparable. She was the last person in this treacherous school that was pure, kind hearted, and gentle. Everyone compared her to an angle, an angle from the Heaven. Now no one dares even look in her direction, she had lost all that made her pure.
“Well aren’t you a snack."I whispered as (Y/N) entered my room.
"Why are you dressed up early on a Sunday morning?"I asked as she put on high heels.
"Church of course."She answered, making me groan.
"Relax, I"m not gonna praise someone imaginary. Just want to cause a little chaos."She explained as she put on a dark red lipstick.
"On a Sunday, how sinful of you."I whispered, smirking.
"You’ve heard the elders saying we were born sick, I’m just going to prove their point."She shrugged.
"You coming?"She asked.
I nodded before quickly dressing up and styling my hair.
"Those fools, worshiping someone who’s nonexistent. The only worshiping I do is to you."She whispered as she shoved me onto the bed.
"Don’t get distracted love, we’re supposed to go to church and cause chaos."I mumbled, making her grin mischievously.
I drove us to the church that had tried spraying us once with holy water when we passed by on our way to my house. Once I parked my truck, (Y/N) immediately hopped out.
She and I raced around the church, locking every entrance or exit there was so no one could escape. Once we made sure we were all clear, we walked through the main entrance. I quickly locked the door, making a few heads turn. The ones who noticed us immediately gasped, making everyone else turn to face us.
"Well isn’t this a lovely little meet up. The way you’re staring at my boyfriend and I makes me think you recognize us-”
“The ones who were born sick."Someone whispered, making (Y/N) and I grin.
"We may have been born sick, but oh do we love it."She whispered before rolling her head backwards as she shifted.
Her eyes glowed red as she smirked at the elderly people. I rolled my head backwards and shifted, making (Y/N) lick her lips.
"The power of Christ compels you, the power of Christ compels you!"The father started to chant as he threw holy water at us.
"Oh, ow, ow!”(Y/N) started to yell as she buckled in pain.
“Just kidding."She laughed before attacking the nearest elder.
The room was filled with screams as (Y/N) and I killed as many people as we could. Before we knew it, only an old lady hiding in the confession booth was alive. (Y/N) and I stormed over and yanked her out of the confessing booth.
”(Y/N) (Y/L/N), I knew your mother!“She yelled, making (Y/N) freeze.
"Your mom wouldn’t have wanted you to become the monster you are now, please stop and be the sweet girl you once were."The old lady begged.
"You dare mention my late mother and command me to be well for the sake of her? She’s dead, I don’t take orders from anyone anymore.”(Y/N) growled.
“Go ahead sweetie."I whispered, making her grin.
She clawed at the old woman’s throat, making blood run down the woman’s chest. She grabbed her head and snapped her neck before pulling it off of her body.
"That was hot."I spoke up as she stomped on the old lady’s head.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

"Good thing the father lived here in the church, we can get cleaned up."I mumbled as she and I stripped off bloody clothes.
She turned on the water, making me smirk as water droplets fall down her glowing skin. I slammed her against the wall, feverishly kissing her as she wraps her arms around my neck.
"Having sex in a church, that’s a new low for us."She whispered as I thrusted into her.
"And being covered in blood, definitely a new low."I muttered as my lips attacked her neck.
Her claws raked down my back, whimpering as I quicken my pace.
"Who do you worship baby?"I asked as I slammed roughly into her, making her scream out.
"No one-"she started to say before I slammed into her again.
"You , I worship you. I worship you and only you Theo Raeken!"She yelled, shutting her eyes tightly.
"If only the elderly people could see us right now, how sinful of us."I whispered, making her grin.

If I’m a pagan of the good times
My lover’s the sunlight
To keep the goddess on my side
She demands a sacrifice
Drain the whole sea
Get something shiny
Something meaty for the main course
That’s a fine looking high horse
What you got in the stable?
We’ve a lot of starving faithful
That looks tasty
That looks plenty
This is hungry work

I waited for (Y/N) by her locker, surely the rumors weren’t true, right? Suddenly the doors flew open as a senior guy landed on the floor. (Y/N) stormed in with another senior in her grip before throwing him next to the senior on the ground.
"Now go!"She barked, making them get up and run across the hall.
(Y/N) fixed her clothes before strutting down the hallways, all eyes on her.
"So the rumors were true?"I asked.
"Yes, they tried to undress me but I took care of it."She answered.
I smiled, admiring her beauty.
She was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, high waisted fishnet tights, a black crop too that revealed a lot of cleavage and a dark blue denim jacket. I was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a black muscle shirt, and a dark blue denim jacket as well. We always try to coordinate our outfits. I was considered the ‘king of good times and the school, while (Y/N) was the queen/goddess. We were high school royalty, mainly because we stroked fear into everyone’s hearts. It also helped that we were the ‘power couple’ of Beacon Hills. Everyone thought we were perfect for each other, a pair destined for one another. As much as we’d like to believe that, it always like that.
"You’re finally back."I said as (Y/N) walked through the front door.
"Indeed."She mumbled as she threw herself at the couch.
"Where were you?"I asked, making her roll her eyes.
"Someone’s sounding a little possessive."She sassed, making me clench my jaw.
"Fine, you don’t want to make small talk then I’ll just give you your task."I muttered.
"I need you to gain Liam’s trust-”
“Already have it."She answered.
"Then all you need to do now is invite him over."I stated, making her furrow her eyebrows.
"And why would I do that? The kid gets on my nerves."She muttered.
"Because you do what I tell you to do because if you don’t, I’ll leave you all alone. No one else is going to love you (Y/N), you have no one left."I explained making her glare at me.
"Are you threatening me?"She asked, rising to her feet.
"You’re gonna do it or what?"I asked, making her sigh as she took out her phone.
She texted him asking if he could come over, and of course he texted saying he was on his way. (Y/N) walked out, not wanting to know what my plan was. I turned all the lights off and left the door unlocked, opening it so Liam could just walk in so I didn’t have to come out of my hiding spot.
(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
"Stupid Theo and his stupid orders."I muttered as I walked back to my house.
I was in the middle of chasing a teenage couple through the woods when he called me and ordered me to come back home. I unlocked the front door and walked in to see Liam chained to a chair, bleeding from his chest.
"Liam?’'I asked before I was tackled onto the ground.
"Your second task-”
“Theo get off of me!"I yelled as he pinned my hands above my head.
"Your second task is to give me your alpha status."Theo muttered, making my eyes widen.
I kicked him off of me, immediately standing up.
"You’re still trying to become a real werewolf?"I asked, disappointed.
"Always have been."Theo answered before he threw a dagger at my shoulder.
"Aagh!"I groaned as the fresh wound started to sting painfully.
"What did you do?"I asked, flashing my eyes before he threw another dagger.
I ducked down, and snarled at him. I lunged at him and threw a punch at his face before clawing at his exposed chest. I dug my claws into him, making him groan in agony. I threw a couple more punches at him. Once I grabbed his face, he dug two daggers into my chest, just barely missing my heart. The two wounds started to sting just like the wound on my shoulder, by now I was weak. Theo dug his claws into my stomach, making me gasp for air. I heard a muffled scream come from Liam as he struggled to get free from the enormous chains.
“Shh baby, you’ll get to see your family soon."Theo whispered as tears welled up in his eyes.
I shook my head as tears brimmed up in my eyes, making Theo’s lips quiver.
"I dipped the daggers in wolfsbane, please don’t cry (Y/N). Don’t make this any harder than it already is."Theo whispered.
I felt my eyes stop glowing red as Liam’s muffled screams filled the room. Suddenly everything around me blurred and darkened as I felt myself slip away from consciousness. He was hungry for power, so hungry he didn’t care if he had to sacrifice someone.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life.

(Theo’s P.O.V)
"Why isn’t it working!"I screamed as I threw the tall mirror out of my sight.
I was in the church where (Y/N) and I had killed the father and the elderly people.
"I did everything I was told to do, I killed an alpha and I’m still not even a werewolf!"I yelled.
"I gave you an Alpha’s life, I gave you the love of my life’s life. I gave you my life!”
(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
My eyes shot open as I gasped for air. I felt as if I hadn’t moved in ages, making me stretch as I let out a beastly roar. Suddenly I heard footsteps near, making me hop off the medal table I was on. I looked around and realized where I was, the animal clinic.
“What’d you do to me!"I yelled as Scott, Liam, Malia, Stiles, and Lydia ran in.
"Lydia sensed someone would die tonight so when you texted me, I told the pack to meet me at your house."Liam blurted out.
That’s when images of what Theo did flashed through my mind.
"How am I alive?"I asked.
"Liam took your pain to keep you from passing out until he and the pack drove you here. Malia and Scott helped Liam take your pain while I removed the daggers and stitched up your wounds."Dr.Deaton answered, walking in.
I was moved by the fact that they had saved my life, but I couldn’t show emotion. I looked down at my stomach to see my wound completely healed, making me smile slightly.
"So what do I have to do now that you saved my life?"I asked, hopping back onto the metal table.
"Go out with Liam-”
“Stiles!"Liam snarled, making Stiles back away.
"Help us protect the pack, Theo won’t ever stop to try to tear us apart-”
“He won’t ever stop trying to become a werewolf, an alpha of his own pack."I mumbled.
"Alpha of our pack."Liam mumbled.
I clenched my jaw as an idea popped into my head, it would be the only way to stop Theo from pursuing to take over Scott’s pack.
"I have an idea…"I spoke up, gaining there attention.
"Liam, I’m going to need you to give me a ride."I muttered, making Liam look up at me.
"Where to?"Liam asked, grabbing his car keys.
"Take me to church.”
(Theo’s P.O.V)
I sat down in the front of the church, my head in my hands as images of what I did flashed through my mind. Suddenly the sound of a door opening snapped me out of my thoughts.
“Theo Raeken, please don’t tell me your talking to someone imaginary!"I heard a voice I yearned to hear say heels click against the tile floor.
I turned to see (Y/N) wearing a Metallica fire and ice ripped shirt, with a black pair of shorts that were covered by the shirt. She wore black knee high boots and a light blue denim jacket.
”(Y/N)?“I asked, jumping to my feet.
"I’ll admit, I never saw it coming."She mumbled as she flicked her wrist, her claws sprouting out.
I gulped, I could see the rage in her eyes as she glared at me. She could easily kill me if she wanted to, but she hasn’t.
”(Y/N), I know you’re angry-“
"Angry, you think I’m angry? I’m beyond angry!"She roared, making me flinch.
She stormed over to me a her eyes glowed red, she was pissed. She slammed me against the ground, her hand gripping tightly around my throat.
"I’m sorry-”
“Sorry for trying to kill me?"She asked, baring her fangs at me.
I shut my eyes tight as images of my time with (Y/N) flashed through my mind, I didn’t deserve her. She deserved better, I knew that the second I found her in her house the day she lost her parents. Like I said before, she was an angel, a delicate angel who was on the brink of becoming a fallen angel. Instead of protecting her and helping her heal, I destroyed any good left in her.
"It’s okay (Y/N)."I mumbled, making her furrow her eyebrows in confusion.
"Go ahead, I deserve it."I whispered, letting a tear run down my cheek.
Her eyes softened as she noticed the tear, her grip loosened around my throat before fully letting go.
"Was killing me worth the power you hoped to gain?"She asked.
"Answer me, was to worth it?"She yelled.
"It wasn’t, and it never will be. I’d rather be a chimera than to lose you."I answered.
Her claws retracted as her facial expression softened.
"I love you (Y/N) and I’m so sorry I hurt you-"I started to say but was cut off by her sinking her fangs into my shoulder.
I let out a scream as her fangs dug further in.
"Why’d you do that?"I asked as she removed her fangs from my shoulder.
"You wanted to become a werewolf, I’m giving you that chance."She answered as her fangs retracted.
"Whenever I asked you, you always refuse. Why now?"I asked as she helped me up.
"Redemption."She answered, smiling at me.
She believes in me after I tried to kill her?
"Now that you’ve been bitten, we should probably find an alpha for you to kill-”
“Are you seriously considering letting me become an alpha?"I asked.
She nodded before turning around.
"But we’re not going after Scott, we’re leaving Beacon Hills."She answered, making me furrow my eyebrows.
"I’m your alpha now, you listen to me now. So when I say we leave Scott and Beacon Hills, we’re leaving."She snarled, making me back up.
"You will worship me like the dog you are to be."She muttered as she glared at me.
"Lets go."She muttered before walking out the door.
This behavior is so unlike (Y/N).

No masters or kings when the ritual begins
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
Only then I am human
Only then I am clean

(Y/N)’s P.O.V)
"Did you convince him?"Liam asked as he popped out from behind a bush.
"Pretty sure."I answered, making him frown.
"Why do you have to leave?’'Liam asked.
"Theo and I have no one but each other-”
“You have the pack."Liam objected.
"You have me."He whispered, grabbing my hands.
"You know all this time I thought that loving someone like Theo was a sin. I used to believe in god, but not anymore."I mumbled.
"There’s no god, no king, no master, no one that will make me abandon that man in that church."I stated, pulling my hands away from Liam’s grip.
"He almost killed you if I hadn’t saved you-"I started to say but smashed my lips against his.
He kissed back, his hands resting in my waist as my hands grabbed his face.
"Thank you for saving my life, there will always be a part of me that still loves you a Liam. That part of me is fading away though, that part was the old good (Y/N)."I said as I pulled away from the kiss.
"I love Theo, and it might make me look stupid, but I can’t help how I feel."I mumbled.
"So if it’s a sin to love Theo, than I must be a sinner. There’s no sweeter innocence than the gentle sin of loving someone."I declared.
"This town is full of danger, take care of yourself Li."I whispered, making him smile sadly at me.
"Do you know why I let Theo kill me?"I asked.
He shook his head, of course he wouldn’t.
"I though, perhaps when I’m dead, maybe I would be clean again. I would be innocent in the afterlife and not the monster I am today."I answered.
"You’re not a monster (Y/N)."He argued.
"You’re still an angel to me."He stated, making me smile.
"Until we meet again."I whispered, kissing his cheek as I hugged him one last time.
"Tell the pack that I loved them."I ordered, making him nod.
"I love you (Y/N)."He whispered as I started walking towards Theo’s truck.
I shut my eyes and let out a shaky breath before continuing to walk towards the car.

Take me to church
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

Suddenly Theo walked out of the church and ran over to me. He picked me up and spun me around, making me laugh. Theo and I hopped into his truck, going home to pack our stuff. Once we had gotten everything we needed, Theo started driving away from Beacon Hills.
"Where to?"Theo asked as he kept his eyes on the road.
"Take me to church."I answered, making him furrow his eyebrows.
"I know you’re an atheist but I want to go back to my old roots. Maybe there isn’t a god, but there is some kind of supernatural force that I believe is good."I explained.
"Instead of going to church, why don’t you just believe in what you think is real. You don’t have to go to church."Theo mumbled.
"I have sinned a lot so I thought maybe if I went to a church I’d be forgiven-”
“Church is just a building. You’re belief and the goodness that is left in you is your redemption."Theo stated, making me smile.
"You and me?"I asked, holding out my hand.
Theo looked over and grinned before placing his hand in mine.

I swear my writings getting worse, don’t know what’s happening.

anonymous asked:

Just wanted to say, I love your sex ed posts and everything you post really. It's also made for some wonderful traffic reading (favorite human is driving, don't worry 😉) Ok, question, umm...what are your favorite things to knit? Couldn't stop wondering after your Molly with knitting basket GIF.

((OOC: Aww, thank you so much! I’m still pretty new to knitting, but I have done a shawl and a couple of scarves. I am slowly working on my own house pride gear, and I LOVE IT.))

A Bit of a Rant

I don’t read much of what other people write. I wish I could. I wish I tried more. But it’s hard. I go through the fiction in the library, looking for characters that suck me in. And I find some pickle of a writer who thinks that ‘the gays’ or 'the blacks’ or 'the psychos’ are a great way to spice up his story.

People are not your angst factor. And when you put it that way, that’s how we’re seen. So what if I’m 'triggered’ because I don’t like cardboard cutouts of characters? That’s not getting triggered. Triggers make me punch my pillow, sobbing, sleeping in the middle of the day to hide in my nightmares.

I have it good. I’m white, we’re well off with money, and I’m gifted. For most of my young life I read books with only white characters, there were only white people at my church, and I constantly heard people making fun of different people. Why wouldn’t I join in? According to my books, the Latino people were custodians and people who were depressed were just there for extra drama. Girls fought back with their purses and their 'pink power’ and men who dressed like woman were jokes. I didn’t know what trans was, or gay, or bi poly pan ace or aro. I didn’t know anything.

I blame the books. I blame the culture. I blame myself. I am still blind to all of this. I’ll walk among a store and not even blink when all there is are white skinny models. When the only movies are about white heterosexuals. They aren’t bad movies or bad models–but I don’t notice the lack of diversity unless I try.

So why does it still happen? Why do people still think that we’re jokes? Why did I have to become part of a minority to start to notice things? Being LGBT doesn’t give me an excuse. I’m internally racist still. I’m internally sexist. I’m internally homophobic. I’m inherently ableist. But at least I try. Why can’t authors? Why can’t people?

How did it take me thirteen years to start to notice how unfair life was to people? I saw the signs. I was at a school where people didn’t have homes and people were trapped in poverty. By all accounts of a racist, I wasn’t racist or sexist or ableist at all. I was a girl. I had friends of different races and people who were disabled. I treated people the same. What I just wrote is absolute BS. Having different friends doesn’t make me a better person. And books I read should’ve alerted me to that, instead of telling me all I needed was to accept that one different kid and 'gift’ them with my friendship. Maybe I was just unaware. Maybe I ignored it. But token characters don’t do anything but make people treat minorities like token people.

It just ticks me off. That’s my rant. Why am I on this path now? Did it really take a psychotic break, hospitalization, a crush on a girl, and gender dysphoria all together just to start noticing what’s around me?

It disappoints me. I took so long to realize how prejudiced I was. And maybe if there were more books that faced it head on, instead of deciding that LGBT characters, POC, and mental illness were too 'old’ for children, they could include them. It’s not the reason why I’m prejudiced.

But it sure could’ve helped me get better.


Why is it automatically considered pandering if a piece of work heavily focuses on wlw or mlm romance? There’s movies, books, songs, tv shows that dedicate entire episodes to hetero romance, and that isn’t considered pandering. But god forbid, the gay/bi/trans community gets representation, then the work can’t show too much of it without it being considered pandering.

This is about Korrasami btw… and some of the shit I’ve been reading about it lately. If the comics were solely dedicated to them making out every page, it still wouldn’t be pandering. Showing two women in a relationship isn’t inherently pandering. And so what if they are trying to pander, do we not deserve to see the same level of representation that hetero people get on a daily basis?

Makorra isn’t canon, get over it.

Reads “The Carrion Throne.”

“How can Terra have a breathable atmosphere when there is no plant life or water? And how does it still have a stable orbit if Humanity has built so much on it that we have increased the size and mass of the planet?”

(It was lore that was made in the 80′s and much like the Imperium of man, correcting/updating to fit new facts is seen as a crime.)

“…” Gets a pillow and screams into it.

(Oh hush, I’m enjoying the rest of the book)

misselizabeth530  asked:

Do you have any fantasy recs? (I love epic fantasy and high fantasy specifically, but any will do ❤️️)

Thank you so much for asking me! I am a big fan of fantasy and love reading high fantasy every now and then.

It would be nice to know what you have already read so I can eliminate a few from my long list but here we go, I will try to keep it concise:

1. The Realm of Elderlings series by Robin Hobb. Start with ‘The Farseer Trilogy’. Anything by Robin Hobb is my absolute favourite. Honestly, you will not be disappointed. Once I started reading her, I found other books lacking. Robin’s prose are excellent. The Farseer Trilogy is about Fitz who is a bastard son of Prince Chivalry Farseer. Fitz is adopted into the royal household, and taught how to kill a man secretly, as he trains to become a royal assassin. Fitz has the Wit magic too, which allows him to talk to animals.

2. The Books of the Raksura by Martha Wells. Start with The Could Roads. This is high fantasy and you will instantly fall in love with it. Moon is a shape-shifter able to transform himself into a winged creature of flight. An orphan with only vague memories of his own kind, Moon tries to fit in among the tribes of his river valley, with mixed success.

3. The Legend of the First Empire Books by Michael J. Sullivan. You start with the Age of Myth. It is suppose to have 5 to 6 books in the series but the author hasn’t decided yet.
A God well respected, Fhrey, is invincible in battle, masters of magic, and seemingly immortal. But when a god falls to a human blade, the balance of power between humans and those they thought were gods changes forever.

4. The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms (Inheritance Trilogy) by N. K. Jemisin. Yeine Darr is an outcast from the barbarian north but to her shock, Yeine is named an heiress to the Hundred Thousand Kingdoms!

5. Currently I am reading a stand-alone book: The Seventh Bride by T. Kingfisher. Lord Crevan demands that Rhea, a miller’s daughter, visit his remote manor before their wedding. Upon arrival, she discovers that his previous wives are all imprisoned in his enchanted castle. I have only read about 50 pages but it is really well written and the author has a nice sense of humor.

Hope this helps! I could go on and on. Let me know if you have already read these, I have a quite a few more I can suggest!

We’re back!!

[Hey friends! I’m really sorry for taking such a long unexpected hiatus, there was just a lot of stuff going on, like, personal stuff haha ^^;; But I quickly remembered this blog and how what started out as a silly hobby of mine actually was an escape of sorts to get my mind off of things and in the past it really helped keep my head above water which is why I loved it so much. I also saw that we reached over 300 followers??? Whoa???  In a way I feel kind of sad knowing people are following what looks to be an inactive blog. Uhm so tl;dr: I don’t really plan on abandoning yet, this blog and Rui means a lot to me which brings me to the next point. 

With that said I plan on rebooting this blog and starting fresh! I kind of have a set story in mind for my Rui and I thought it’d be fun to make this blog more catered to that I guess? (There’ll be a chance to see her unit hehe) So that said I have to do an inbox clean out, unfortunately, I know I have a bunch of unanswered asks and I feel awful for deleting them, but once this blog has been rebooted please feel free to ask again! ;;v;; I know this might be a bit to read, but I really appreciate the support for this lil blog and look forward to interacting more with you guys! It might take a bit to fully reboot, but thank you so much nonetheless <3]

lasenbyphoenix  asked:

I've binge read your entire comic in the last couple of days, and I am hooked! What I've been most impressed by is how well grounded you've made the Fleurine premise in the world of the comic - the logistics of the infection and it's global impact on not only the communities of infected people, but also the food, floristry and horticulture industries - all being discussed in the background while we're watching the every day lives of some lovely characters...WOW. I can't wait for the next update!

Thank you so much for this lovely message!!!  I really enjoy stories about unusual worlds viewed through the slice-of-life genre, so it’s been really fun trying to do that with Flowerpot!  I’m glad to hear readers are enjoying it ;w;

okaynatsu  asked:

“You want to know an effective way to remove someone from your lap? Tickling.” Ss zelink please



Lazy mornings were most definitely my favorite. Sitting on the couch with the love of my life, listening to the small birds singing their songs, waiting the rest of the world to wake up with us. Truly, nothing could compare.

While we had a sizable couch, Zelda insisted on sitting in my lap. Not that I was complaining, I drew much comfort from having her so close.

My coffee was finished, though I was not yet awake. It wasn’t called a lazy morning for nothing, I pulled Zelda closer and snuggled my face into her neck. She smelled sweet, like sweet pea, sugar, and everything nice. Pulling away from the intoxicating scent of Zelda, I propped my chin on her shoulder and read with her.

She was always very smart, and quite the quick reader, so I only caught bits and pieces. It seemed she was reading a work of fiction about an instrument called an ocarina. I didn’t see the appeal.

“What do you want for breakfast?” I murmured, unable to hold back the desire to nuzzle her neck once again.

She flipped the page, “I’m not hungry right now.”

“Well I am” I attempted to get up, but she remained situated on my lap. “Zeellll, I’m hungry, let me up” I pleaded, a laugh making its way into my voice.

“Nah.” She told me. To further her comfort, she snuggled against my chest and curled inwards, laying all her weight on me.

“My dear Zelda, I’m afraid this may call for drastic measures.” I warned.

Turning another page, she placed a hand on her cheek to feign freight “oh no, I’m so scared! Whatever will you do to me?”

I smirked evilly “wanna know an effective way to remove someone from your lap?” She rose an eyebrow in question. “Tickling.”

My fingers fluttered at her sides, and she burst into laughter. Ah, but that wouldn’t be enough. I went straight for her neck, a spot I knew to be particularly sensitive. The quick kisses proved to be her undoing. She kicked and screamed with laughter.

Before we knew it, we were on the floor giggling like children. I silenced her with a not too short kiss on the lips.

“Pancakes” she breathed, smiling brightly, “I want pancakes.”

anonymous asked:

I kinda want to write a really really sad Drarry fic? But I have no clue how to like... Sit down and... Do it, you know? If you don't mind, how do you and @l0vegl0wsinthedark (because you two write wonderfully together) get the motivation to sit down and write? I'm sorry if this is really intrusive, but you and ^^ are amazing writers and I hoped you might have tips to be motivated to finish it. Thank you for reading this if you do, sorry for your time.

No worries, sweet anon!  Motivation is a huge thing/problem for a lot of writers, myself included.  The process @l0vegl0wsinthedark and I go through to write is much different than writing solo, though, as we have someone there, prompting the other, and then waiting for the lines that we’ll receive (plus, we’re always laughing at what we come up with and cheering each other on, which it makes it feel very little like work).  So the motivation factor applies less there with me–us, maybe–than it does when I’m writing alone.

I generally write based on single line or scene that pops into my head, and then plot a fic around that.  Who said the line? What’s happening in the scene? What happened right before, and how will everyone react after?  Why???  And then I’ll write out a bare-bones plot–which (for me) constantly develops as I flesh out the story.  So that’s how I do it.

And everyone has a different process, you know?  But the best advice I could give is: START.  Write anything.  Whenever you have the time. Even if you feel like it’s bad or doesn’t make sense.  Write and write and write. Get what’s in your head out.  Things can always be fixed, deleted, added to and cleaned up later on.  Once it’s out, though, I find it a lot easier to go back and do those things, because I’ve done it.  The creation part of the process. The rest is usually editing. 

I wish I could be more helpful, but writing is a process that we all sort of stumble through in the beginning and, like I said, everyone does it differently.  But I’m overjoyed whenever I hear that there’s someone else who wants to creatively contribute to the drarry fandom!  Thanks so much for the ask! <3

I know no one is gonna read this but I am absolutely devastated that Chester is gone. Like I can’t believe it, he was just here, he was gonna go on tour, he…. I don’t know why he decided to give up his life but his family, friends, fans, we are hurt. Linkin Park means so much to me, they were apart of my childhood and now to this day. Chester’s iconic voice will never be replaced. He is embedded in our hearts and we miss him already. Chester, thank you for everything, thanks for helping me through rough times with your music. Thanks for giving us fan your wonderful gift. Rest in peace and god bless. We love you.

So I looked at the chapter again

and I wouldn’t know for sure (since I can’t read Korean), but I assume that the panel where Erza brushes her hair, will be along those lines of Lucy narrating that Jerza meets up from time to time.
I know it’s not much. I really liked the chapter, but Jerza could have gotten a little more. I hope that we’ll get some omakes, extras or and epilogue and that there’ll be some more Jerza (hopyfully canon canon, same for Nalu)