as requested this is me continuing my meme


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anonymous asked:

Alex for 1C or Haley for 2D from Stardew? i cry, your art is so great!! pls continue your hard work!!!

me, slamming my hands on my desk: BOTH

hayley has a big ol dork crush and alex is her faithful wingman

sorry these replies are coming so late! i have 30+ blush meme requests & a ton of work to do ….. i’ll get around to as many as i can!

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anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where... Damian was badly injured and Cass goes after the one who did it.

This also goes along with this one because Cassandra protecting her little brothers is what Gotham needs and deserve.

Father is going to be angry with him, Damian knows. Grayson’s going to be even angrier. And Pennyworth will make him regret this for a long, long time. It doesn’t matter. He will deal with the consequences later, for now he has to take care of the action.

It’s not easy, slipping into a kevlar costume with two cracked ribs and a broken wrist, but Damian manages anyway. The boots are the real problem, because to tie them he has to bend over, and it hurts. So bad that Damian ignominiously tears up. Because it’s the pain, and nothing else, making his vision so watery. Not the shame of having being held hostage by a few common criminals and beaten up in front of Father and Grayson. Not the feeling of having disappointed and dishonored both the costume he’s wearing and the people who trusted him with it.

He straightens his back with a hiss and something that someone else - someone without a strong survival instinct, like Drake - would’ve called a choked sob. He wipes at his face angrily, the rough material of his gauntlets scratching the skin, and then he turns around, more out of guilt and sheer instinct than anything else, because the shadow behind him never made a sound, never breathed loud enough for him to sense it, or moved in anything else than a deadly silent fashion.

“Out of my way”, Damian barks, without allowing himself to show any kind of surprise. “Father let them go in favor of getting me back to the cave. So now I will find them, and I will make them pay, and you are not going to stop me.”

He tries to keep his voice low, tries to imitate the imposing, menacing tone the Batman uses against his enemies, but even to his own ears the imitation is poorly executed and almost ridiculous. More tears wells up in the corner of his eyes and Damian feels like he wants to scream.

Cassandra’s hands are a soft touch on his shoulders, and yet Damian knows that he wouldn’t be able to shake them off if he tried. He looks up at her with anger then, a list of insults already rolling on the tip of his tongue. If he insults them enough, sometimes they leave him alone, Damian’s learned. Cain is not Drake, or Todd, but she’s not Grayson either. It’s worth a try.

But then Damian notices the blood on her chin, the swelling around her eye. He notices the cuts and the bruises and, more than anything else, he notices the angry line of her jaw and the look in her eyes. She’s not pitying him and she’s not angry at him. She’s angry for him.

That is a surprise.

Cassandra takes advantage of Damian’s stupor and kneels down in front of him. Now her hands are on Damian’s cheeks, cupping his face gently, mindful of the bruises.

“It’s done”, she says, and there it is, the voice Damian was so hardly trying to imitate.

Damian blinks. There’s blood on his sister’s hands. He can smell it, feel it under her fingers and over his own skin. He doesn’t mind. Blood had never bothered him that much in the first place.

“Father found them?”, he asks, confused. “But he was going to the docks. Gordon called him there and he said that it was more urgent- more… more important than-”

Cassandra shakes her head. The fury in her eyes doesn’t quiver, her hands don’t drop. The way she’s looking at him now, makes Damian think of Mother, and it’s weird, and disturbing, but not totally unpleasant. He never admits it even to himself, but he misses Talia sometimes. Especially when he feels weak, when he can’t find the will to pick himself up.

“I found them”, Cassandra explains slowly. “I made them pay.”

And she doesn’t kill, Damian knows. But she doesn’t pull her punches either. Not like Father and Grayson do. Not like Damian either, at least nowadays. When they fight, they’re all afraid to slip, to make a mistake and cross a line that shouldn’t be crossed. But Cassandra’s never afraid of herself. Damian envies that. He misses that.

“It wasn’t your job”, he answers her anyway, even if he knows that, with her, his kidnappers got exactly what they deserved. Not less, as it would’ve happened if Father had been the one to find them. Not more, as it would’ve happened if Damian had.

“Yes. It is”, Cassandra says, and all of sudden her eyes are soft, and she’s smiling in a way Talia’s never smiled, not in front of him at least.

Damian clicks his tongue at her and doesn’t correct her.

“Now bed”, Cassandra continues. “Before Alfred knows.”

She leaves him with a pat on his cheek and a kiss on his forehead, and Damian doesn’t even have the time to pretend he’s insulted by all of it.

Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence “I wish you would write a fic where… (REQUESTS CLOSED, SORRY!)

PREY 2006/2017 Sentence Starters

“You’re not going to like what I have to say next…”
“We’re gonna shake things up, like old times.”
“I keep having this dream…”
“How’s your eye? Still red?”
“The only thing that matters is how you treat the people who are still alive.”
“I told you you wouldn’t like it…”
“To make this right… someone has to die.”
“I always feel like somebody’s watching me”.
“They’re right; I do solve people problems.”
“The last frontier is the human mind and we are its pioneers.”
“Listen to yourself. Who do you think you’re kidding?”
“Your life rests in my hands, as it has since you arrived in here.”
“The dark harvest is at hand. Prepare yourselves!”
“Do you think you’re saving me by taking me away?”
“ Now, you must embrace your heritage… if you are to survive.”
“Heard there’s a chopper on the roof. Must be for you.”
“You’re supposed to keep going.”
“You’re going to get me in trouble.”
“Looks like we got some tests to run today.”
“I’m trusting you with my brain.”
“You do good work, so hopefully that continues.”
“It would be in your interest to invest a little more in light of the… unusual circumstances.”


requested by @krnielk

i was gonna do koichi as well (and i’ll probably still do him later) but I just went a lil overboard with josuke omh my god oh mgydo I LOVE HIm so much MY goD MY POMPADOUR PRINCE

send me a blush expression meme request thing and continue my torture frens

BTS REACTION: you cheating on them with another member


If there was one person, and one person alone who had your heart.. It was Jungkook. Childhood best friends, turned lovers. You were the foreign family living in South Korea, and he befriended you when no one else would. You taught each other your mother tongues, and were attached to the hip. You stood by him, supporting him on his decision to leave everything and everyone he loved to become a trainee. You supported him when his career started, and when it took off. You defended him to everyone. He’s a player .They would say, bashing his name. But he’s my best friend. You would say. Then him being gone, made you realize you felt something much deeper for him and vise versa. It wasn’t long before a drunk confession led to the two of you being an item. And you loved Jungkook. You loved him with everything in you, and every ounce of being you had. But he was a player. The shy facade was a thing, and no one knew what you really went through with him. The countless girls, numbers being found, hickeys on places you didn’t place them. Why don’t you leave?  Your female best friend would ask. 

Because he’s my best friend. 

That isn’t love y/n..

then why do I feel this way?

You would fight and scream with him. 

“You know I love you! I just trip up sometimes.. please don’t leave..” he cried. And then he would promise to never do it again. 

And you fell for it.

Then, one night Tae came over. He was another best friend to you. You had just found out Jungkook cheated again, and you were dead set that this was gonna be it. You were’t gonna take him back. You took a sip of wine, and he sighed.

“I’m sorry.. I know he loves you.. I just don’t know what’s wrong with him..” he said. Tears continued to pour, and wine glasses continued to get refilled. 

“he’s really dumb.. you’re beautiful” he said. Your cheeks heated up and he softly touched your cheek.

“Thank you.” you whispered. You stared at each other, his heated gaze somehow not letting yours leave. He softly placed his lips against yours, testing the waters. You kissed back, and he took you onto his lap, gripping his waist. You snaked your fingers around his hair. one thing led to another, and when you woke up to the unfamiliar figure in your bed, you realized what had happened. You let alcohol get the best of you. He faced you, is eyes growing wide

“Y/n..  what the fuck did we do..” he asked. 

“tae.. oh my god..” you whispered, sitting up. He mimicked you and stared forward.

“He’s gonna kill us..” he whispered.

“He’s gonna kill us…” you whispered. He looked over at you, and sighed.

“I’m sorry.. I didn’t know alcohol would get the best of me like that..” he whispered. 

“Me either..” you whispered.

“still friends?” he asked. You nodded, running your fingers through your hair. 

“Still friends..” you whispered. The both of you dressed, and you walked him to the front door, feeling insanely awkward. He hugged you tightly, and you hugged back. 

“call me if anything.” he said. 

“I will.” you said. You opened the door, and saw Jungkook. You froze dead in your tracks. He had flowers, and wore a soft smile. 

“hey.” he whispered. Tae quickly exited. Jungkook didn’t suspect anything, simply because Tae always slept over.

“Can I come in?” he asked. You stared at him.

“For what?” you asked.

“I wanted to talk…” he whispered. You shook your head.Then he saw something purple formed on your neck, that he didn’t place.

“What is that?” he asked.

“what is what?” you asked.

“You have a hickey on your neck” he said, his tone changing from soft, to harsh.

“I do?” you asked.

“What the fuck did you do last night?” he asked. You clammed up. He walked inside of your apartment, slamming the door.

“you slept with him didn’t you y/n?” he asked. Tears welded in your eyes, as you stared at the floor. 

“How could you do this to me!” he yelled. You looked up at him, baffled.

“I was drunk! And heart broken because you slept with your fucking stylist.. Tae was comforting and the alcohol got the best of us. I regret every single thing that happened last night Jungkook, but you’ve got some nerve. You cheat on me when you get the chance, not caring nor having remorse, simply because you know you’ll get me back. I made ONE mistake. ONE. And you’ve got the nerve to say How could I do this to you? YOU made me do this to you!” you sobbed. You NEVER snapped like that at Jungkook. He stood there, his mouth hanging wide open. 

He’s my best friend” was all he managed to say, simply because his competitive spirit got the best of him. He knew you were right. Tears fell from his eyes.

“And you were mine.” you choked.

“but that didn’t stop you from hurting me did it?” You asked. You opened your front door, holding it open.

“Please just got..” you sobbed.

“y/n..” he whispered.

“go Jungkook..” you whispered. He reluctantly made his way to the door, looking at you one more time to see if you changed your mind. You looked away from him. 

“I’ll forgive you.. eventually… it just hurts right now.. I hope you could do the same with me.” he said, walking away.

Originally posted by baebsaes

Hope you guys enjoyed. Idk if I wanna continue. If I should message me, & Message me if you want the other boys to have one too! Requests are still open. Also listen to in my feelings with Kehlani because I was listening to it while writing and it flows. 


~ lia  ♡ 

mmgirl45  asked:

I don't know if it's okay with you, to do one more for me ? If you can draw Rick from Rick and Morty in pallet 8? (・ω・) and anyway thank you for the Zero drawing, I really love it ❤

It’s okay :) so have a Rick. Happy you like Zero ^^

Gonna go sleep now. Zzzzzz… I’ll continue tomorrow with the requests.


Serious Angst: Ex-Boyfriend Hoshi texts Y/N about her apparent date with Seungkwan.

Tell me if you all like this! I may or may not continue it! I wrote it on the car ride. I will be posting other text scenarios soon. Let me know if you think I should continue this in the comments or in my request inbox!

Oh, oh, oh
Others come & go
But you’re in my soul forevermore

                                          1 year anniversary!


Are you sure you’ve reached the right place ?

Did you really want Kisaragi Yuffie, the love & joy of my life, for this long ? 

Gaise. I didn’t expect here to be so long. I didn’t think I’d pick up popularity. I certainly didn’t think anyone would notice me. But here we are at 630 followers ( despite my recent inactivity, omg I’m so sorry, I’m never home these days & I’m so exhausted ) & steadily growing ! 

I don’t even know what to say. I’m just really speechless. Other than saying thank you ( & possibly to ask you to pray for me, I have so many drafts bc y’all keep me with something to do these days ). If you’ve ever sent me a message, an ask, a meme, or just checked out my blog, I’m sincerely appreciative for your attention, that I am. And I look forward to improving & growing closer to all of you, as time progresses. Of course, I have no idea for how long this blog will continue– but if you want me here, I’ll keep trying ! That’s the least I can promise !

Let’s keep writing together ! 

( & naturally, continue to send in your comments, suggestions, & positivity ! I listen to requests, too ! )

This is also a time to announce stuff! That I plan(ned) to do, things I’m curious about your interest in. Such as:

  • Streaming games. Because I should really play them anyway & I’ll be inspired by you.
  • Actually doing those specific character metas.
  • Events ! I’m currently considering a Halloween event at the moment & I’ll likely do Yuffie’s birthday again. Also, Christmas & Wutai New Year once more. If you think yay or nay, or have ideas about other things I should do, please let me know.

& now, what I’m sure you’ve been waiting for– the friend section !

restore materia.

@arachnexdragoon @stingslikeabee @kunselxknows @adventhero @exko @delamentos @fairlegacy @gaeaguard @immortalguardian @caerula-parma @sanctiichor @vcrmiculo @grxvidus @lockedfighter @busanbunnie @crystarium-rose @exxciineriibus @reapers-folly @gangleadiing @bloodiedrequiem @tsengofshinra @timberwings

summon materia.

@phylxrchus @starabe @kyouminaine @tinyyellowraincoat @ofturks @axgmented @katana-otoko @shuriken-onna @spiras-sunshine @akamure @fanghowled @rcnoschopper @ibisangelus @rexcrystallis @visionsparked @elysiancia @thecxmmissioner @frailwaves @notavampirehere

command materia.

@galianbork @meiliva @ivory-paragon @argentnoir @sinstress @lastscion @underplater @ffamran @ofrhapsodos @lunastusx @gloriamaleficus @soldierentity @clynefaction @marredcode @astrahlborne @prudentiae @gotitmemorised @keysofthekingdom @korosazu @fiircstartcr @divinemotif @tidesmother @ofsilverguns @silkoversteel @tyyrant @lupus-solitarius @wulffsbane @theplagueofstars @sanguinepeccatorum @rotnichor @hibiikki @adventson @flava-proelium @irafatum @tragicxscarlet @leviathkand @fragilefated @mirror-demon @rude-at-your-service @drexm-eater @nightscaped @jourdevanille @magitekelite @dancing-dagger

Crash Bandicoot Starter Pack
  1. “Is it hot in here? Is it safe to be wearing that fur? ‘Cause it looks flammable!”
  2. “Free… At last.”
  3. “Say Doctor, haven’t you been tinkering with some new secret weapon in your laboratory?”
  4. “Get ready to face my wrath, {Name!}”
  5. “Why, why must you continue to be a thorn on our side?!”
  6. “So, you pesky little rats aren’t going to back off, eh?”
  7. “You wanna piece o’ me, {Name}? Huh? Do ya? Wuss.”
  8. “Time to earn your wings, kid!”
  9. “We are ready, {Name}. Would you like to do the…ahem…honors?”
  10. "Wha!? For this we must destroy you!”

all-thegayships  asked:

Can you do no. 2 of your AU meme with drarry

Hi there, thanks for the request! I don’t Drarry much, so I hope you like this.

2. Art school, museum, gallery, etc. AU

Harry squints up at the painting hanging in front of him. He frowns as he notices that the description card is missing. He turns to a neatly dressed blond boy who is sitting nearby, sketching.

“Excuse me?” Harry is a bit taken aback by the boy’s distainful glare, but he continues anyway. “Do you happen to know the name of this Monet painting? It’s on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t-”

“Manet.” The blond boy’s drawl is disinterested, but Harry notices his eyes flicker quickly up and down his frame.

Harry blinks in confusion. “Er, sorry?”

“It’s a Manet. Not a Monet. Clearly.” The blond is smirking now.

Harry narrows his eyes. “I think I’d know a Monet when I see one, seeing as I’m a semester away from a Fine Arts degree.”

The blond raises one eyebrow delicately. “Well, I think I’d know a Manet when I see one, seeing as I’ve got one hanging in my bedroom at home.”

“You’re both wrong. It’s a Renoir.” The security guard is laughing at them, shaking his head.

The blond’s cheeks turn bright red as he stands up, closing his sketch pad and holding it to his chest. He’s about to walk away when Harry reaches out and grabs his arm gently.

The blond looks at Harry carefully for a moment. He doesn’t say anything but there’s a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“Hey. Do you want to go check out another painting?” Harry gestures down the corridor. “Let’s go argue about whether that one in the corner is a Degas or a Pissarro.”

The blond shrugs noncommittally. “Fine with me, if you don’t mind me correcting your obvious lack of art knowledge.”

Harry grins. “Bring it on.”

anonymous asked:

please keith in D1 I want him to be happy

i would give dreamworks $1000 + my kidney to ensure this boy’s happiness (request from this art meme)

If you like my art, please consider buying me a coffee! Supporters get several free seconds of animation for a character of choice. All donations go a long way in helping me continue producing content <3

Vernon Watching You Put On Makeup

I actually prefer specific request hun, it helps me a lot when writing so ty ^-^ I hope you like it.

Pairing: vernon x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 580

“Vernon, don’t touch this! You’ll break it!” You groaned, taking the lipstick out of his hands and placing it back on the table. You continued to do your makeup before the two of you go out for dinner.

“Why? It’s cool.” He said.

“Yeah but you have buttery fingers. Remember the last time you touched my stuff?” You reminded him and he makes such a meme face. You didn’t know how it happened but when you gave your purse to Vernon to hold it for you just for a second, you came back to see that he had dropped it in a muddy puddle. After that, you didn’t trust him with holding any of your things.

“It was one time.” You rolled your eyes.

“At least I’m letting you watch me do my makeup so please don’t bother me.” You asked him kindly and he sighed while he watched you.

He stayed quiet while he stared at you, step by step in your makeup process. It was a bit uncomfortable but it was also a bit funny at how his faced showed how interested and fascinated each product and brush had a different purpose of enhancing features of the face.

You smiled when you glanced at him through the mirror. He blushed and smiled back when he realized how quiet and how awkward it was of him to stare at you for such a long time.

“Can I do your makeup?” He asked politely and nicely. You gave in and let him do your highlight since it seemed the easiest without ruining anything of your masterpiece.

He had fun with the brush as he swept the product across your cheek. He made little swish sounds with his mouth overtime he’d do it which made you laugh.

“Okay, okay that’s enough. If you put more, it’ll look like I have a glittery face or a sweaty one.” You laughed, taking the things away from him.

You finished up with your lipgloss and he looked at you, examining each part of your face. “Wow, you look so different. All that made this?” He said, pointing to everything than to your face and you laughed.

“Does it look bad?” You asked him. “No, no. You look perfect, especially that glitter part. Whoever did that was very experienced and amazing.” You laughed more and he smiled.

“It’s called a highlight.”

“Like a highlighter??!” He really knows nothing about makeup but you didn’t mind. It was funny to see how Vernon looks at all the things you use for the first time. You shared your head and he just go more confused.

“I give up, I don’t know anything.” He said and you laughed even more.

You wanted to kiss him but he moved away. “Won’t that stay on my face?” He asked about your lipgloss.

“No it’s matte. Look.” You said, kissing the back of your hand and showing him that it doesn’t stain. You tried kissing him again but he moved. “Vernon!”

“No!I don’t want any kisses. I don’t trust this makeup stuff!” He ran away and you ran after him, jumping on his back and you both were laughing so hard.

He finally did give in and gave you a bunch of kisses once you got off him. Vernon hugged you afterwards, stroking your hair with his fingers. “You know, I think you look prefect with or without makeup.”

“Thanks.” You said into his chest when you hugged him back tightly.

anonymous asked:

5A okuyasu??? u//////u

i love you okuyasu but your hair is a mystery to me

send me a blush expression meme request thing and continue my torture frens

Imagine Request - School Surprises

Can you do an imagine of y/n being in school and Justin surprises her at school after 10 months of being on tour

The constant sound of the teacher’s voice rang through the room, coming to irritate me, but I listened intently as I made notes. Sometimes, I’d drift off and stare out the window at passing cars or people walking outside of the gates, lucky that they were anywhere but at school. But today, I couldn’t; [Y/F/N] had taken that seat, even though I always sit there.

I personally didn’t mind school, I had friends, my classes weren’t bad, the people were relatively okay. But I loved school when I knew I could be seeing Justin afterwards, when I knew I’d see the car pull up and Justin climb out, smirking at me when he watched me walk up. When he’s away and travelling the world, doing what he loves, I wonder why I never accept his offer to join.

I sighed, tuning back into the teacher’s words. Justin had text me earlier today saying he misses me. Lucky for him, he has other countries to take his mind off of me while I’m left thinking of him in class constantly.

“What’s up?” [Y/F/N] nudged my arm, snapping me back to reality. “You’re not still sulking over Justin, are you?” She grinned, her gaze staying on me.

I scoffed. “No,” I rolled my eyes, even though I was in fact, ‘sulking’ over Justin.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be back before you know it.” She sent me a grin before turning back to the teacher, making me frown in confusion.

This being the last class of the day, I felt my eyes becoming heavy, I just wanted to go home and sleep. When the bell finally rang, I practically leaped from my seat, I grabbed my backpack from the floor and through it over my back. I walked with [Y/F/N] right behind me.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, followed by my earphones, ready to block out the world. However, when I turned the corner to the front doors, something caught my eye. People were crowding around the doors and outside, as though they were waiting for something. In big, red letters above the door, it read: “I’VE MISSED YOU, BABYGIRL.”

By now, my heart was pounding in my chest, as I looked around. Surely this wasn’t for me? But there was one person who called me that name, it made me question my previous predictions. I felt a push on my back, I turned to see her grinning at me. That’s when I knew.

I slowly made my way outside, seeing the crowd open up and the familiar car sat in the car park. My eyes seemed to water unexpectedly as I watched Justin appear, he grinned at me. I ran over to him, letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding when I felt my body collide with his. I sobbed into his body as I felt his touch for the first time in ten long months.

“I’m here, babygirl.” He whispered in my ear, gripping onto my tightly. I didn’t let go when I heard the crowd applaud, I laughed in his neck as he held me up.

“How are you here?” I sniffled, pulling away to look at him. “I thought you were gonna be away for another few months.” I frowned in confusion once more.

“After months of bugging him, Scooter finally gave in and told me to force you to come with me; I’ve been moping apparently.” Justin chuckled and rolled his eyes.

“I’ve missed you so much.” I pulled up closer, probably suffocating him at this point.

“I don’t know how I’ve survived this long without you.” He breathed out, dropping me to my feet but still not letting me go. “Come with me.” He looked worried; he knew how many times I’ve said no before.

For once, I was going to take the opportunity. “Okay.” I smiled and nodded frantically.

“Really?” His face brightened as a huge smile appeared on his face. He pulled me into him. “It’s going to be so great, babygirl. We get to spend everyday with each other and we’ll be travelling to so many amazing places. You’re gonna love it.” The excitement was in his voice.

The crowd began to chant. “Kiss, kiss, kiss..” I laughed as they continued, my face heated up.

“Better give them what they want.” Justin grinned, taking a hold of my chin with his fingers. His lips collided with mine, the crowd cheered as his mouth moved on top of mine. He twirled us around so my back was against the car and he was trapping me. They whistles and ‘ooh'ed, causing me to laugh and Justin to smirk into the kiss.