Dear Corporal,

I hope that you are doing well today. Erd and I were talking about you earlier and when we’ll get to see you again, though I suppose later is better than sooner in this case.

I stumbled upon this picture of me when I was visiting my father’s house to check on how he was doing without me. I thought that it might cheer you up a little bit. Keep it if you like, or throw it away. I won’t mind if you do decide to get rid of it.

Yours eternally,

~ Petra

PS: We have kigurumi parties quite often! If you wear yours, I’ll wear mine tonight! (Did you know that Auruo likes wearing a frog kigurumi?)

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Ah.. is that so? That sounds.. nice, Petra..

Really, nice…

// If you look closely, you can see the actual moment his heart shatters for the 50th time


I look forward to it, Petra.

Also the toad’s probably a more accurate animal for him.

Spread Some Positivity

So, as many of you guys know, this week and the upcoming weeks are finals weeks. For someone who is currently deprived of sleep, sitting at my desk with a Starbucks cup and piles of paper around me, I don’t feel that well. So, what I thought about, even if you already finished finals, or you don’t even take them, reblog this post and tag your friend (or a complete stranger you came across that you’ve always wanted to talk to) in it, and tell them something nice (what you love about them/a compliment/etc). Everyone needs a bit of happiness and a reminder that they’re loved, so, if you get tagged, try your best to tag someone too and tell them something. This might cheer them up, motivate them, or even just put a smile on their face. Let’s do this :D

Harry Preference: Perfect

This was requested ages ago by @dudewuteven as part of the Made in the AM Series.

Still have to do an A.M. OT4 preference and an If I Could Fly Harry + Niall one, but please be patient and if you want, keep requesting.

Hope you like it! (sorry for taking so long)

All the love, x.

PS: I got too caught up on it so it might be a bit too long. (Oops!)

When you had agreed on going on tour with One Direction, you never thought it would be this tiring.

“Could you keep it down?” you said, putting your head round Louis’ bedroom, where Louis, Liam, Andy and Niall were playing FIFA.

“Niall, to your left, TO YOUR LEFT!” Louis yelled, pointing at the screen.

“Stop shouting at me, will ya?” the blond member fired back.

“Go, Liam, go, go, go, go!” Andy cheered as Liam pressed the remote buttons.

“YES!” they cheered a few seconds later, bumping chests; “4-2! Suck it, losers!”

“Oh, for God’s sake, Liam, the game isn’t over yet” the oldest member muttered with a strong accent.

“Well, you should start thinking about ending it” a voice said from the door, and Sam walked in [Sam is the boy’s new tour manager]; “I just got a call from reception saying they’ve received some complaints because someone was making too much noise”

“That’s why I was here” you sighed, “I could hear them halfway through the corridor”

“Don’t lie to us” Louis said with a smirk, “you just wanted to know where Harold was”

“No, I wasn’t!” you jumped, “By the way, where is he?”

“See?” Louis grinned cheekily.

You rolled your eyes at him and left the room. Before you got to yours, your mobile phone chimed. You pulled a face: it was 2am! Who could possibly text you at this time?

You introduced your card into the keyhole and pulled out your phone.

Harry: Meet me in the stairs. Don’t tell anyone.

You took the key out, opened and closed the door and made your way to the stairs.

Harry awaited you in the landing with a smile.

“What’s this about?” you asked giggling

“I knew you were curious about what we do at night” he said; “you already know what they do, don’t you?”

“After one week of watching them play FIFA one night after the other, I think so, yeah” you chuckled.

“I thought it was about time I show you what I do” he said taking your hand and going down your stairs.

You followed him without saying a word, half expectant half still in shock, not really believing Harry would do something like that.

He had been the one you had gotten along the most since you had joined them a couple of weeks ago.

There was a man waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs and after exchanging a smile with Harry, he guided you through the hotel’s kitchens to a back door where some guys were unloading food trucks.

“Harry, what…?”

“Thank you, Robert” Harry let go of your hand to shake Robert’s and exited to the street, walking to a white convertible that had the top on.

“Miss” he grinned opening the door for you.

You shook your head and sat on the car, not sure where all was going. Harry sat on the driver’s seat and started the engine.

“Where are we going?” you said a couple of minutes later as you drove around the city

“Nowhere, really?”


Harry chuckled.

“I just like driving around the city at night. It’s great”

And once he said that, he turned on the car radio, the traffic light turning green and the car starting again.

I might never be your knight in shining armour…

You recognized Louis’ voice, but not the song.

“What is this?” you asked turning to Harry

“This is a demo of the new record Julian let me borrow. And you shouldn’t be listening to it” he added, his index finger pressing the off button.

“No!” you jumped; “please let me listen to that song”

Harry shook his head and you pouted.

“Please…” you asked with puppy eyes.

Harry sighed in defeat and turned the music on again.

When I first saw you from across the room, I could tell that you were curious… oh, yeah

“It’s catchy” you said as Harry’s voice filled the car.

Harry smiled and rolled the windows down, just before he sang a similar thing in the song.

You both laughed at his unique humor, before you laughed faded away and you tried to sing along to the new song.

Before it ended, Harry parked the car and made you descend.

“I wanted to hear the end!” you protested, frowning.

“We’ll get to it after our stop” he promised as he guided you to a little place down the road.

You followed him down the street to a little local shop.

“This is the best place in town to get a smoothie” Harry said with a triumphant grin turning to you.

You couldn’t hold back a cackle.

Why was it such a Harry thing? The other band members would rather stay inside playing a video game or watching TV, while Harry’s favourite pastime was driving and strolling around the city at night, with a smoothie in hand.

“Hi, you’re back!” the barista said recognizing Harry.

“Yeah” he giggled, his dimples appearing on his cheeks.

“Same order as always, or…?”

“For me, yes, please; what would you like?” he asked turning to you.

“No way”

That was definitely not your order.

“You’re Harry Styles!”

The too familiar sentence echoed through the almost empty establishment. You closed your eyes and sighed in silence, getting ready for the question that usually followed that statement.

“Can I get a picture?”

“Sure” Harry said, apologizing to you with a shy smile.

“I’ll have whatever he asked for as well” you said to the barista.

In the five minutes it took to get your drink ready, the outside of the establishment was full of people. Whenever something like this happened, you were always surprised by how many people appeared out of nowhere in such short amount of time. Did they teleport? Used flu powder? How did they get there so quickly?

Harry stared worryingly outside as he paid.

“Thank you” he said to the barista, “and sorry about…”

“No worries” she smiled shaking her head; “hope you enjoy the smoothies”

“Sure” Harry answered taking one, handing the other one to you and taking the hand you had free; “don’t let go” he ordered, “we’re going straight to the car”

You took a sip of the smoothie and followed Harry outside. A lightning struck as you exited and you jumped, gently squeezing Harry’s hand. He returned the squeeze and leaned to you.

“It’s okay” he whispered.

As you two kept walking, you realized they were not lightnings but cameras flashing and the crowd that surrounded you consisted mostly of paparazzi who screamed louder than the fans:

“Harry, is this your new romance?”

“Harry, are you two together?”

They were practically shouting in your ear and Harry let your hand go for a millisecond before his arm surrounded your shoulder, drawing you closer to him.

It only took you a couple of minutes to get to the car, but they seemed to go on forever.

Harry made sure you got in the car safely, and drove away as fast as he could.

After all that craziness, you never thought just ten minutes later it would be just the two of you in a quiet place that overlooked the city as you drank your smoothies.

“Hey!” you said, suddenly remembering; “I’d like to finish listening to the new song”

Without exchanging a word, Harry turned on the radio again, just in time for a Harry solo.

And if you like cameras flashing everytime we go out… oh, yeah. And if you’re looking for someone to write your breakup songs about… baby, I’m perfect…

The chorus started one more time and you even dared to sing along even though you couldn’t remember very well how the lyrics went. That chorus turned out to be the last one, so you weren’t ready when the next thing that exited the car speakers was…

Down to Earth, keep ‘em falling when I know it hurts…

Harry stopped the music and got out of the car. You followed him outside. Even though everyone had heard Infinity already, you thanked he had done that.

You liked Infinity, but you didn’t want to listen to it right now.

Your mind started processing the lyrics of the previous song.

“Strong message, huh?” Harry chuckled.

“It’s so much more than that” you answered shaking your head.

It was a statement of the type of life they had. I mean… you were on a secret rendezvous right now!


“Don’t say Perfect” Harry threatened, “it’d be a horrible pun even if I said it”

“Is that the title of the song?” you asked.

“Oh!” Harry giggled when he realised you didn’t know that; “yeah”

“It’s different” you said at last, “it has a deep meaning compared to how simple the music is. You end up paying more attention to the music than to the lyrics”

“This album is quite strong lyrically speaking… and what you just said happens in a couple of songs. I’m not sure if anyone will appreciate the lyrics or if they’ll just sing along to the catchy song”

You smiled at Harry, somehow understanding his fear.

You were aware of how important this album was to him. To all the boys.

“What are you thinking about?”

Harry’s voice started you a couple of minutes later. Your sight was lost in the city lights, and your mind was going over everything that had happened to you since you had become a part of the life of the world’s biggest boyband.

“I like this” you said.


“I like this” you repeated, looking straight into Harry’s eyes; “I like causing trouble up in hotel rooms. I like hanging out with you and drive with the windows down at night. This is all I’ve been dreaming about… and I’m not saying I’m perfect for you or anything” you quickly added, realizing it might have sounded like it, “but…”

“We’re perfect” Harry cut you, standing up and getting in the car again.

You pulled a face and following him inside the car.


“Is this really what you’ve been dreaming about?”


“And you wanna keep doing it?” Harry questioned raising his eyebrows.

“Yes” you said

“Then we’re perfect” he grinned, starting the car.

You had the feeling you were not driving back to the hotel. Not yet, anyway.

So let’s start right now” Harry sang before driving off.

You had no idea where you were going. Probably to some place you couldn’t even pronounce.


Dark AU sketch dump #3!

Kisumi, you can’t buy lil Rinrin with bacon! ( ̄  ̄|||)

This time is a small comic with Kisumi the satyr! After the scare he gave Rinrin, he’s trying his best to make him like him (◕‿◕) You know what they say Kisumi, “third time’s the charm!” He might have an angry mummy after him though…

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nightcloak, meet Kisumi in my AU! ♡

anonymous asked:

Hey you.. Sorry to bother you. This might seem silly to some, but I had to get my cat put down today, and I can't remember the last time I cried like this. I've had him since I was five, and he was just a little baby (I'm 18 now, so a lot of years has past) Anyway, I was wondering if you had anything angst/fluffy Destiel + cats or something like that I could read to cheer up.. It would mean the world to me - you were the first writer I thought of, since I love your stories so much. xx

You’re not bothering me at all! So sorry to hear about your cat, my cat is my best friend and I can’t even think about losing her, so I totally understand how you feel, and it is NOT silly. *hugs you tight*

Anyway, I’ve written several fluffy cat-related Destiel fics which might cheer you up a little bit. :) 

Fluffy bunker fic where Cas finds a kitten and wants to keep it [Canon!verse, Team Free Will]

AU where Cas has a cat and Dean is allergic [High School AU, friends to lovers, Fluff]

AU where Cas’ cat keeps breaking into Dean’s apartment and plays matchmaker [Neighbors AU, Strangers to Lovers, Fluff]

A witch turns Cas into a kitten, and Dean learns some things about his feelings for his best friend [Canon!verse, friends to lovers]

I really hope this helps, and I’m sending you lots of love and strength. <3

Who are we?”
“Kominato Ryousuke Fan Club!”
“Who do we love?”
“Who do we adore?”
“Are you ready for the fight (for Ryousuke)?”
“Bearing admiration in our hearts, we have only one goal! Appreciate Ryousuke in all our might! Let’s do this!”
—  The cheer for the Kominato Ryousuke Fan Club, including Seidou High School baseball team players. The higher-ups in this fan club are the 3rd years, Kuramochi, Haruichi and Kijima. Sawamura is the newly appointed vice-leader in the cheering department.

anonymous asked:

Could you do “you baked pumpkin & pecan nut cookies for fall at the office and i didn’t want to be rude because you’re cute and i kinda like you but i have a nut allergy & now i can’t breathe” with hopper??

Smiling brightly at Flo, you lean on the counter of the secretary desk at the front of the station. “Mornin’! I brought some cookies for the office, since I thought it would cheer up the recruits.”

Laughing, Flo nods and tells you to come on in, snagging one after you tell her what they are. Waving at the officers and cadets, you set the massive plate of cookies down and grin brightly.

“Morning guys, I brought cookies. I thought you all deserved a little bit of a thank you from all of us here in Hawkins for what you do, and that it might usher in the fall season, so enjoy!” Everyone stands up, thanking you as they go to grab them.

“What kind of cookies are these anyway?”

Just as you turn to the person to answer, Hopper walks in, grabbing one and taking a bite out of it. “Pumpkin and pecan cookies. Hope you all enjoy them.” You turn your gaze on Hopper, chewing on your bottom lip as a blush comes over your features.

“Whatdya think, Jim? Is it good?” Brushing some hair behind your ear, you tug at your shirt sleeves. “I mean, if you prefer some other kind, I can always make something else. I just thought it would be a nice thing to do for you all.”

Forcing a smile, Jim coughs and holds the cookie in his hand. “They’re real good. If you don’t mind, I need to…get to my office.” With that, he rushes out of the room, leaving you to frown at his back. Licking your lips, you debate for a minute before hauling ass and heading to his office. If he had something to say, you wanted to hear it.

“Hopper, I just want you to know I spent a long ass time on those cookies, and while I’m aware that they may not have been great, I- oh my god!” You rush at him, helping undo his tie as he stabs an EpiPen into his thigh. “Jim, hey, are you alright? Oh my god, do I need to call 911? I’m calling 911.”

Grabbing your hand before you can actually make the call, Hopper shakes his head. “Just…give me a minute. Jesus Christ, that was terrifying.” You lean back, hands on his shoulders as you bite at your bottom lip.

“Was it…do you have a nut allergy?” When he nods, you actually start giggling, making his eyebrows raise. “And you didn’t wait to ask what kind of cookies they were?”

He open his mouth to protest when you gently pat his cheek, shaking your head like a grandmother does to her grandchild when they make a mistake. “You’re too much, Hopper. Gonna kill yourself doing things like that. I suppose it makes sense, given I’m just too cute to handle.”

His face turns a scarlet color, lips parting as he sputters about how you were not ‘too cute to handle’. “I just wasn’t being mindful of my allergy. Slips my mind some days. It’s not because I like you or something.”

Nodding, you merely state that he can keep telling himself that as you start towards his door. “I’ll bring some chocolate chip ones by tomorrow. Just for the Chief Officer himself. Don’t go getting any more allergies while I’m gone.” With that, you shut the door to his office, leaving Hopper to rub at his face and groan. He was such a sucker for you.

anonymous asked:

first, your art is amazing. second, would you ever consider releasing an art book, and third (and less pleasant), someone who goes by letsmicfrekinloseit reposted one of your artworks. idk how you feel about that. people told them not to but i just thought you'd wanna know. keep up the great work!

Thanks anon! An art book would be a bit of a dream for me, we’ll see if we get to that one day. :) Might try to put a little something together for cons and such. 

Also thanks a lot for letting me know about the repost, it’s not easy to keep track of. I’ll see what I can do.