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So when Rosie was three, Sherlock and John took her to the South of France on their first proper family holiday - they had of course done the odd day trip to Brighton, and visited Sussex or Sherlock's parents for a weekend here and there before this. Anyway, John forgot his shaving kit when they went away and Sherlock might've talked him out of nipping to the local supermarche to purchase some more. 'Consider it an experiment,' he'd said. Within a few days both Sherlock and Rosie had taken (1)

a great interest in the stubble on his usually smooth cheeks. It was a bit itchy, but considering Sherlock’s reaction, he dealt with it and enjoyed the sun, the beach, hearing Sherlock speaking french and listening to him teaching Rosie a few more phrases and words - which she picked up and used very astutely over their week away. 

But when they returned to London, both Sherlock and Rosie sulked for a day solid when he shaved it off for work. When Sherlock joined him in bed that night (still slightly sunkissed with some rather fetching freckles!) John turned to look at him in the darkness. ‘Do you really prefer it?’ he asked, coaxing Sherlock to look at him gently. 'I mean, do you prefer me with the beardy look?’ Sherlock scowled and turned to face him, cupping his smooth cheeks. His thumbs ran over them as he spoke, 'You are gorgeous. With or without facial hair. It’s addition or removal could never make me love you any less than I already do. Same with Rosie.' Sherlock sealed his promise with a kiss. 'Though it was a bit sexy. A change,’ he added, 'And I really wouldn’t mind if it made a comeback now and then. If you’d like that…' 

John could hear the hopeful smile in his voice, and felt it against his own lips as he went in for another kiss. 'Hmm, we’ll see,’ he whispered, 'Might need a little more convincing…’ Anyway, John grows it out now and again and Sherlock rather likes the bristley kisses, so does Rosie, and he gets forty per cent more flirtatious glances and chat ups when he has it - a blessing and a curse, both stemming from Sherlock’s jealously. A new addition to the bathroom cabinet is beard oil and shampoo, courtesy of the facemask and skincare aficionado himself. (Fin).


This white girl whom I work with at the student union is like an elected student leader and her shtick is that she wants to be known as like THE bringer of social change onto campus like she cries if you don’t include her in your social justice initiatives but like???? Does not do the work??? Just shows up to be a ribbon cutter???? Literally I’ve done so much on campus and she NEVER contributes never comes to Meetings but will always show up for the photo-op at the end of initiative.

Anyway she had the audacity to tell me ‘it was people like me’ that got trump elected and I lost it like I called her out publicly for all her fucking lies and inaction and she cried and is now filing a complaint against me for bullying her and I’m just. …

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what up what up so i’ve never done these before but spring break is coming up and i gained a bunch of followers recently, so thx for following my mess of a blog lmao. anyway, im going to attempt url edits (aesthetics or a moodboard or some type of edit/graphic, maybe a fanmix, who knows, but it’ll be cool) and/or blogrates!! you can request both ofc. rules are as follows:

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i have midterms this week so i will start these on thursday!

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He draws you - Preference #378

Dan - 

“When I agreed to be on your channel I had no idea I would be sitting in a chair for 20 minutes,” you whined, “I’m getting hungry!” “Stay still!” Dan angled your chin back where it was before you moved. “Daaaan,” you complained, “why’d you decide to do drawings anyway. You’re not that good,” you teased, knowing you’d get a reaction. “Hey! I am amazing. You’ll see.” You watched the pencil glide across the paper and after a few seconds he finally looked up.“Done!” He tossed the pencil down and held up his finished drawing.

“It took you 20 minutes to draw that?!” you laughed, grabbing the sketchpad to get a closer look, you had a stick figure body and your face was just a combination of different shapes with your eyes lopsided. “It’s abstract” he laughed, “I’m sure everyone watching agrees that I should have pursued a degree in art.”


Phil - 

“You know I started with so much confidence,” Phil complained, squinting his eyes and switching his attention from his drawing and back to you. “Come on, this is fun!” It had occurred to you that in the past week you’d only spent a few hours with Phil, and you lived together! So in an effort to spend a bit more time together you suggested it’d be a cute idea to draw each other and hang up the drawings in actual frames above the bed. “Easy for you to say! Yours actually turned out nice.” “Oh quit pouting. It isn’t going to be terrible. Although, your lack of confidence is actually starting to worry me.””Alright, finished!” He shut his eyes dramatically and showcased the sketch in a flash. “You had me worried! This isn’t bad.” You laughed, it wasn’t the best but neither was yours, “but let’s be honest. I look much better in person.” 

// alright here it is. obviously it isn’t my best work but i feel confident enough about it to post it! if anyone  has preference ideas or anything really plz inbox me! :) //

i mean, do i like la la land? yeah. do i think it’s a good movie? i mean, sure, it’s well done and fun to watch. do i think it’s blown way out of proportion by the critics/media? yes. do i think it deserved all the awards it got during this award season? no, i really don’t, but it’s whatever. do i think it deserved those awards OVER movies that had a much bigger message and much more unique and beautiful stories to tell (i.e. moonlight and lion, mostly, imo)? absolutely fucking not.

i went shopping after work today and it was very successful and i got everything i needed + a very cute dress that i did not need but wanted anyway, but on the downside… there is still a comic page that needs flatting and I am behind on everything.

Puppy Love

Hey I was wondering if you could do a BuckyXReader where the reader has a dog and she talks about him all the time so Bucky gets confused and thinks its her boyfriend and he gets a little annoyed and Jealous because he likes the reader. Thanks!

I love this idea! I love dogs! I love Bucky! This idea is just amazing! I think I could’ve done better with it, but I like it as well so I don’t know anymore. Haha!

Anyway, here you go!

Notes: (h/c) = hair color, (Y/N) = Your Name

The day wouldn’t stop. on any regular day, Bucky wouldn’t complain about being with (Y/N). He really liked spending time with the woman and had never felt uncomfortable or dragged when he was with her. Conversation was easy and was usually never forced. Today, however, was a complete opposite to any usual day. Today, (Y/N) wouldn’t shut up about some guy. Some guy named Dawson.

It started when they were at breakfast that morning.

(Y/N) walked in to the kitchen with a big smile on her face. She grabbed something to eat and a juice before sitting in her usual chair next to Bucky. Tony glanced over at the woman with a questioning look, “Somebody’s happy today. What did you do?”

The (h/c) woman rolled her eyes, but the smile never left her face. “I didn’t do anything, Tony. Is it that bad that I’m in a good mood?”

“This early in the morning?” Clint asked, taking a sip of coffee. “Yeah. You didn’t have coffee or anything and you’re happy? That’s borderline insane.”

“I’m always insane,” (Y/N) admitted, “This is just me being happy, alright? Bucky, could you please tell them that this is nothing major?”

“Wish I could, Doll, but even I’m curious about this.” Bucky smirked at his friend, “Why are you so happy, (Y/N)?”

(Y/N) chuckled and glanced down at the table, “Well, since I’m being teamed up on, I might as well tell you guys. It’s Dawson. He’s so handsome!”

“Dawson?” Bucky questioned quietly, glaring at the table.

“Yeah!” (Y/N)’s smile widened as she continued rambling about this mystery person.

Bucky blocked out most of the conversation and thought to himself about who this ‘Dawson’ person could be. Was it a last name like that guy on ‘Titanic’ or was it a first name? If he had a name, he could find out if this person was worth (Y/N)’s time. (Y/N) seemed to really like this guy, whoever he was. If Dawson could make her happy, Bucky could attempt to deal with it.

Bucky stood from his seat and excused himself from breakfast. He’d ask Steve for help first and go from there.

After talking over the situation with his best friend after lunch, Bucky headed back to the living room. On his way into the room, he stopped and listened to (Y/N) as she talked with whoever else was in the room.

“I don’t know, Wanda. It’s just, he’s so cute and cuddly and the lady I talked to said that he was the nicest she had met before! I think that’s pretty cool, don’t you?’

“Mhm,” Wanda agreed. “He is very nice and vell behaved. His name is Dawson, right?”

“Yeah!” (Y/N) exclaimed excitedly, “I should bring him to meet you guys sometime. He would probably love you all. Do you think I should?”

“I vould love to meet him.” Wanda responded, knowing full well of the brunette hiding in the hallway.

“I’ll have to talk it over with Tony, then. Eek! I’m so excited to bring him.” (Y/N) got up from the couch and headed in the direction of the hallway. When she nearly walked into Bucky, she let out a small yelp. “Bucky! You scared me. Can you meet me on my floor later? I have somebody I want you all to meet.”

“Anything for you, Doll.” Bucky faked a smile as he watched (Y/N) nod and take off down the hall.

Wanda spoke up from the couch, “Vou have nothing to be afraid of. Dawson is goof for (Y/N).”

“You think so?” Bucky pondered, thinking of what he should do in this situation.

“I know so. Besides, I have a feeling you may really like Dawson.”

Bucky took a deep breath and glared at the wall. “I doubt it.”

“Bucky!” (Y/N) called from behind the soldier. “Bucky, can I talk with you? It’s about Dawson.”

“(Y/N), you know I like talking with you about anything and everything, but this is something I just can’t talk about.” Bucky turned to the (h/c) girl with a sad look.

“Oh… I’m sorry. It’s just, I want you to meet Dawson before everybody else.” (Y/N) rubbed her arm nervously and glanced up at Bucky with her eyes shimmering with hope. “Your opinion matters the most to me and I want to know if you like him or not.”

Bucky took a deep breath. ‘Anything’, that’s what he had said, right? He would do anything for (Y/N). She meant the world to him whether she knew it or not. “Alright. Where is he?”

“Really?! Yay! He’s in my room. C’mon!” (Y/N) grabbed Bucky’s hands and pulled him in the direction of her room.

“Wait. He’s in your bedroom?” Bucky let out a low growl, making sure (Y/N) couldn’t hear it. “You talk about him all day and, suddenly, he’s in your room? Are you out of your mind, (Y/N)? Leaving a man in your room could be-”

“A man?” (Y/N) asked, stopping at the entrance to her bedroom. “Bucky, is that why you barely listened to me at breakfast? Because of Dawson?”

Bucky shrugged, attempting to appear nonchalant about the question. “I listened, I just-”

(Y/N) crossed her arms and cut him off with a firm tone, “Bucky.”

“Fine.” Bucky sighed, “It is. I’m sorry, (Y/N), I know you really care about this guy, whoever he is, but he’s all you’ve talked about today. At breakfast, Dawson. With Wanda, Dawson. Steve said you even talked about him during your workout after lunch! How well do you really know this guy, (Y/N)? Do you know if he cares about you the way you do for him?”

“Buck, you’ll just have to trust me on this. Can you do that for me?” (Y/N) asked, putting her hands on Bucky’s shoulders.

“I trust you no matter what. It’s Dawson I don’t trust.” Bucky took one of (Y/N)’s hands in his flesh one and watched as she smiled at him.

“You’ll like him, I promise.” (Y/N) opened her bedroom door and whistled into the room.

As soon as the door closed behind them, a clinking and thumping noise sounded from the corner of the room and got louder as it came closer. A fluffy white and black floof bounced it’s way over until it was obvious what it was.

A husky.

The pups blue eyes shone with excitement at the sight of his owner and a new friend. His whole body shook as his tail whipped back and forth. He bounced a couple of times before bowing down in front of Bucky, his tongue sticking out and ready to slobber over everyone.

Bucky blinked a few times at the dog before getting down and letting the dog sniff his hand. “This… is Dawson?”

The dog barked at his name and pounced on his new playmate, ‘cleaning’ his face with puppy slobber. (Y/N) giggled and nodded, “Yeah. So, now that you know him, are you still jealous over my new dog?”

“I wasn’t jealous!” Bucky insisted as he pet the excited ball of floof.

“Suuuure you weren’t, Buck.” (Y/N) teased, sitting on the floor next to her friend and placing a kiss to his cheek, watching as it turned a light red. “Better now?”


hey everybody!! a little update~

i went to all my classes today and stayed in a p ok mood all day. and on the drive home the weather was so nice so i just rolled down all my windows and listened to some of my favorite songs!! before i had left school tho i made a list of things to get done when i got home. but ive been home for a few hrs and i still havent done anything.

overall im still feeling rlly overwhelmed in my life but. im optimistic abt the future. im trying rlly hard and i have so many people supporting me so!! everything should work out for the better.

i also wanted to say that im sorry if i still havent gotten back to u. im still kind of on hiatus?? if that makes sense. id love to be active more and i love!! that u guys have been tagging me in things <33 but im still a mess of a person and idk how to organize my life yet.

and im sorry that u guys have had to see me being so shitty. ill try to keep all that to myself. or at least away from u guys!! bc u all dont deserve that.

ah so anyway please remember that ilu!! and im getting on my list for today rn~


so, fun times, my laptop decided to die

when I turn it on the screen is just grey with a flashing question mark????? which I feel could be a humorous and ironic representation of my life right now if it wasn’t also devastating and terrible

anyway not having that is a bit of a writing setback, but on the AMAZING PLUS SIDE since I’ve been writing on paper at work lately & because I posted that blurb thing recently, I can recover about 80-90% of what I had written for fake bf ch. 6?? it would’ve seriously been completely gone if I hadn’t done that, which probably would’ve depressed me enough that I wouldn’t have the energy to try and rewrite it again, which would’ve set me back another six months or who knows how long on that fic, so like…massive silver lining???

in unrelated news, if anyone has a thousand bucks lying around and wants to contribute to the Sara Apparently Needs To Replace Her Laptop Yesterday fund that’d be cool, cause when I tried to get it repaired the apple guy just looked vaguely horrified

A boy and his father are in an argument

Father: “I’ve had enough of this! Go to your room and don’t come back out until you’ve thought long and hard about what you’ve done”

Son: “Fine, I didn’t want to be here anyways”

Son: Stomps up stairs

Son: Walks into his room, gently closes the door

Son: “Jim Morrison sucks!”

Father: “What did I tell you about slamming The Doors!?”


A messy little comic where a discovery is made (and the masses eat it up).

Part 2

I told you I would return lol 


Yuuri tells Victor his thoughts during their first dance.

I want to thank @thehobbem so, so much for co-writing the dialogue! She spent hours going through metas and crafting this line-by-line with me. Yuuri was much harder to write for than Victor and I couldn’t have done it without her tireless work. ;u; I also want to thank @teasidesketches for doing final revisions despite not being in the fandom. You two are the best. <3

I also want to dedicate this to @solfegefaerie for being the first one to give me the idea of writing Yuuri’s vows. They’re not vows this time, but I thought this was suiting. :) 

If you can, you should read this while listening to “Yuri on Ice.” I matched the flow of the comic to that of the song, hence the tribute to the representation of Yuuri as the lone piano until Victor comes into his life as the violin (in case you were wondering about the sudden Music AU thrown in the middle there). 

Pair comic to Victor’s Vows.


…I wonder if that was actually a good decision to make there, Kuroo

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