listen i am just pleased as punch with the activity level in this fandom

i’m in my prime,
not withering and old.
but i refuse to play
your wicked games any longer.

i know this tether is unbreakable,
but you make me feel like i’m interchangeable.
you drew a target on my heart,
when did this become fatal attraction?

i don’t have the strength,
the energy,
nor the patience
to be held hostage by your love.

so baby please don’t despair
when i say that
i’ve found the courage to
let you go.

you were never meant to be tied down in the first place.

—  believing i could love you was my mistake, c.j.n.

if people were elements,
then we are ice and fire.

your touch is frost upon my burning skin,
my breath melts your frozen heart.
your kiss is cool against my lips,
and my heat warms you all the way down
to the tips of your toes.

and although we could complement each other,
beckon the other away from the end of polarity
to come and meet in the middle,
too much of one

will eliminate the other.

—  and i’d never forgive myself if i caused your destruction, c.j.n.
Stoned love

Stop messing round with that fire,
Living like love is just a gun for hire,
Cos one moment its just messing round,
To your wiki saying she’s your spouse,
Oh but its not just girls,
Cos yeah one moment I was tearing off her blouse,
Now she says she’s living in my house,

Babe I know you said you’d never smoke pot,
Its just; that burned Like your first splif,
Now we just hanging around in the dark, you’re pale as a ghost.
Stop messing round now, cos am too stoned,
You’re know I can’t save you cos in this game am too gone,

She’s only seventeen, and thinks at sixteen am all there is,
But a degenerate kind, baby am definitely not what you need,
She wants to dance with devil, Mr brownstone is just grave,
Oh Y’know the drugs will drown her out, just too young,
Can’t believe this is my life, smoking and fucking in the back,

I finally finished this! This is my most recent art journal!

The question we had to answer was: “Are our views of bodily beauty based more on our genes or personal backgrounds?”

The thing we had to draw? “A person you find beautiful.”

So, I drew all of these guys! These are all either friends or role models (or both) of mine! I made this to show my appreciation to all of these awesome people for just doing what they do and being themselves!

Eclipse by @lunarecliptic

My Nyan!Fresh!Friend, @foxiis-chan

Marookoo by @marookooart

OmniChara by @askomnichara

Rez by @anrez-op-skele



Skelesona of @iwel-san


I know a lot of the colors are WAY off and I hope that they don’t look too bad but I tried really hard to get the colors right! I hope you guys like it! Stay awesome!

(I’ll be posting the individual pictures in other posts since it only lets me do one picture at a time.)


Cartoonist portraits real beautiful people

Sleeping Hux for @hollyhark

Keep reading


So a few days ago I finally reached 1000 followers. I know - a thousand. Wow. What an amazing feat.

But I have to say, I never thought I’d ever reach this amount of followrs ever again. And I know a lot of the people who follow me probably don’t care about me personally, but there are still some people I would like to say thank you to, and show some appreciation for following me and inspiring me, and for being just, awesome people. :)

+ if you’re in bold, then you mean more than you could possibly know, and you have made me the person that I am today.


@a-beautiful-mind-wf001​ / @adaxtra / @aimlesscripts​ / @alex-mahone@alexanderhamllton / @ameliasosa / @amindamazed​ / @ardent-reviewer / @arithmadick​ / @army-of-bee-assassins​ / @aromanticwalter​ / @aspiestvmusings​ / @awriterincowboyboots​ / @banannabethchase / @beanarie​ / @bisexualsmagnus@bluespeckledegg​ / @bulletproofbell​ / @calired98@captainsassy / @cassidyfuckingchase​ / @cckia27​ / @chimeraculous@clarysdizzy / @coffeeorotherwise​ / @codeninenine / @dahlingplease​ / @danhowellz@darrancriss / @delicatelyglitteryperson​ / @dramatictendency​ / @edenofalltrades​ / @elizabethmacmillans / @empiricallyspeakingholmeswatson / @faleronofkingsreach​ / @fangirlheartbeatsundercoats​ / @fyeahscorpion​ / @gothsmoak​ / @gravitywon​ / @happiestquinn / @happyfuckingquinn@happyquinncurtis / @happyquinns@happyquinntobycurtis@hoffnungswolke / @iamjustbeth​ / @in-the-mind-of-ella​ / @insertcoolnamelater​ / @jeroncassianandor / @jimparscns​ / @joaneuglassiawatson​ / @jugheadjoned / @juliana-ravenclaw​ / @lancedinah​ / @lattelibrapunk​ / @laurelwinchester​ / @littlesciencebabies​ / @livingwithashipname / @lostandhufflepuff​ / @melvester / @mightyloveoak​ / @mirkwood-meriwether / @miss-addler​ / 


@northerngirlchild / @notastupidape​ / @obriensdineen / @oddlycas / @ofmindandmagic@paigedinneen / @pervincetosscobble / @polymathmagnus​ / @preludes-and-reflections​ / @qualitykissdoc@queenhap / @quinntiss​ / @quintessentiallyscorpion / @quintiss @raredelightfulloveoak / @redxluna / @sarcasticasian​ / @scorpion-life​ / @scorpion-nerdherd / @scorpionedit​ / @screamfan1234​ / @scribeshan@secondearthling / @secret-pieces / @seelybooths​ / @sheisagenius@sherlockvowsontheriverstyx / @soontobeauthor@southernbookgirl / @starryari​ / @suchaprince / @sydmarch / @tali-dinozzo-david@tesnea / @thebadassromanoff​ / @themadnerdwithahat / @tobiasmquinn​ / @tobyfreakincurtis / @tobyquinns / @together-we-are-a-cyclone​ / @together-we-are-scorpion@tomcrown1 / @tomlinson2017​ / @wallyandpatty / @weasley–girl / @webuiltthepyramids / @whataboutateakettle@whattarush / @whatthehellisaquintis / @09stephe​ / 

My Dearest (Thayne Jasperson x Reader)

Pairing: Thayne Jasperson x Reader (modern)

TW: some swearing

A/N: this is my first fic on here and it may be trash (then again it might not so i have that going for me).

Word Count: 2,343

You waited in the line of your favorite hole in the wall coffee shop. The Daily Grind had been your second home since you had moved to New York, having nowhere to go after your family hadn’t supported your dream. All you wanted when you walked in was a decent cup of coffee, but you walked out with a new tight circle of friends. You found yourself walking back to The Daily Grind whenever you wanted to clear your cluttered mind. Soon enough, the small café on the end of 46th street became your go to spot to get a fresh, steaming cup of what you were sure was the nectar of the gods.

You tapped your foot absent mindedly to the beat of the Hamilton soundtrack that softly thumped through your earbuds. Although Hamilton had only been showing on Broadway for a few weeks, it had been the talk of everyone you knew. You had listened to the album front and back countless times and knew almost every lyric. You listened to it as you woke up and when you went to bed in the late hours of the night because something about it was so compelling.

“Hey, Y/N!” The cheery voice of The Daily Grind’s cashier, Sara, interrupted Farmer Refuted as you hit pause and tugged out one earbud. “I’m guessing you want your usual, with the fuckton of sugar?”

You dramatically placed a hand over your heart and pouted your lip. “You know me so well, how sweet.”

A grin fell on her face at your antics as she passed your order onto another employee. “Only the best for our most valued customer. Let me tell you, you’re sure a sight for sore eyes. The shop’s been busy ever since Hamilton hit Broadway. We’ve been slammed with customers before and after the shows since we’re the closest café.”

“Hey, any business is good business.” You stepped aside, suddenly remembering you were holding up a slightly angry line as Sara nodded and handed you your cup of sweet goodness.

You sighed in relief as the warmth of the cup met your palms. Recently, it seemed like coffee was the only thing that kept you going. You spun on your heel, ready to leave the shop just as you abruptly ran into a strong, solid figure. Before you knew it, your coffee was splattered all over your clothes and the ground. In the mess of this, your phone had fallen from your hand onto the floor along with your earbuds. At this point, you were more disappointed about your wasted coffee than your most likely shattered phone and damp clothes.

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry, I—here—let me help you with that.” Your head snapped up at the sweet sounding voice as you saw the man grab about twenty napkins. His eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was shaped into a worried frown as he continued to apologize to the employees as well, muttering to himself.

“Christ, Thayne, you can’t even walk down the street without making a mess.”

You laughed quietly to yourself, taking in Thayne’s features: his vivid chocolate eyes, his chestnut hair, and god, his teeth were brighter than your future.

But why did this all look so familiar to you? You felt like you had known Thayne from somewhere you couldn’t quite place.

You were taken away from your thoughts as Thayne stepped in front of you, frantically giving you more napkins than you knew what to do with. You patted the napkins on your shirt as you desperately tried to rid your clothes of the stain with no avail.

“Again, I can’t even begin to tell you how sorry I am, that was totally my bad I—” His eyes filled with worry as you attempted to get the splotchy stain out of your clothes.

You glanced up at him for a second, in awe of how polite he was being to you. “Hey, it’s okay, I wasn’t watching where I was going. You’re fine, don’t worry too much about it.”

“Wait, what?” Thayne’s eyes flicked up to you at your words, as if he didn’t believe what you had just said.

“I said it’s okay. It’s just a little spill.”

“Oh,” he sighed, his muscular shoulders immediately dropping in what it seemed was relief. “Thank you so much, usually people on the streets yell at me to watch where I’m going! I’m just surprised is all, heh.” He looked down to your phone on the floor, swiftly bending down to pick it up.

“Yeah, some New Yorkers aren’t the most forgiving—what?” You were cut off by Thayne’s joyous laughter as he took a glance at your phone.

He grinned up at you and returned your phone, giggles still threatening to escape his lips. “Farmer Refuted, huh?”

You slipped your phone in the back pocket of your jeans, a ghost of a smile spreading on your face at the mention of one of your favorite Hamilton songs. “Yeah, I was going through what must be my tenth run through of listening to Hamilton.”

“You must be a pretty big fan, eh?”

“You could say that.”

“Well, I happen to know quite a bit about Hamilton myself.” He cocked his head, a smirk tugging at his lips.

You raised one eyebrow at his claim. “Do you now?”

He hummed. “Mhm. How ‘bout this: I’ll pay for your coffee, no ifs, ands, or buts about it, either. I can get my order, then we can sit down and you can tell me everything you think you know about Hamilton.”

This man was too sweet, you almost couldn’t believe it. He immediately apologizes for something that was clearly your fault, and now he offers to pay for the coffee that you spilled?

He was as sweet as the “fuckton” of sugar in your coffee.

“Wait—you really don’t need to pay for that—”

“Ah ah ah! What did I say?” He turned around to face you, an exuberant smile plastered on his face as he placed himself in the line to order.

You huffed, accepting your defeat. “No ifs, ands, or buts.” You grumbled.

“That’s better. Smile more.

“Oh my god.” You made your way to a table near the back of the shop along the wall, pulling your phone out of your pocket to check the potential damage from when you had dropped it. To your surprise, and by some miracle, there were no visible cracks on the screen. You sighed, relief instantly flooding through you as you turned on your phone and played a game to pass the time while you waited for Thayne.

When you got bored of playing games, you glanced up at the clock. It had been ten minutes since Thayne told you he would order both of your coffees. You craned your neck to see Thayne at the counter, waiting for the order. Your eyes grew wide at the sight of twenty cups in front of him.

Who the hell were those for?

Sara placed one more cup in front of Thayne, giving him multiple trays to keep the coffee from spilling as he made several trips to your table.

After he placed the final tray to the side, he sat down, handing you your usual.

“Why in the world do you have all of those cups?” Your eyebrows furrowed, amazed at how much Thayne had ordered.

“I’ve got a lot of, uh, friends that need it…Oh!” He exclaimed after taking a sip of his own drink. “I haven’t even introduced myself yet!”

He stuck a hand out towards you across the table. “Jasperson. Thayne Jasperson.”

You giggled, taking his hand and shaking it firmly. “L/N. Y/N L/N.”

“You’ve got yourself a nice name, there.” Thayne sipped his coffee.

“Thanks, it was a birthday present.”

Thayne practically did a spit take as he cackled at your joke, his eyes crinkling. “Why did I laugh at that?”

“Because I’m funny as hell, duh.” You laughed at his reaction for a minute until you two settled down.

Thayne fiddled with his fingers, looking up at you. “Have you ever gone to a Hamilton show?”

You nearly choked on your coffee, covering your mouth with your hand. “God, I wish. Have you?”

He shook his head, a smile spreading on his lips. “Me? No, a couple of my friends have, though. They said it was really good.”

“How can it not with that amazing soundtrack? All of the songs are so genius and everyone has such amazing voices.”

He nodded in agreement. “Heh, I suppose so. So, uh, what do you do? Like, for a living?”

“Ah, not much, I’m basically your stereotypical struggling actor. Came to New York because my family didn’t support me, l live in a small apartment, I’m taking every opportunity for musicals that I can. I do teach acting classes, though, down the road. I figured I could help other people find their talent, instead of wasting mine. Enough about me, though. What do you do?”

“I dance, was in a couple productions here and there, y’know. That acting class thing sounds really cool, though. That’s awesome that you’re inspiring younger people.”

“Mhm.” You smiled. “As weird as it sounds, I kind of like watching the kids struggle—”

“Yeah, that is pretty weird—” He laughed heartily.

“Shhh!” Your face broke into a grin. “When they struggle and keep working towards a goal, it makes it so much better to see when they reach the goal. When it clicks. They try so hard to do something, and then all of the sudden they nail it and this smile just never leaves their face, it's—it’s why I still have that job.”

Thayne listened intently, his attention never diverting as a warm, soft smile that reached his eyes spread across his face; one that made you feel safe. “I can just tell you have some great talent in you, you know that? You’re so passionate about what you do and being able to teach kids all these technicalities that go into acting and dancing and singing is no easy job. You’re more interesting than I thought, Y/N.”

A blush rose to your cheeks as you laughed from embarrassment. “That’s really sweet of you; no one really cares to compliment my work, especially in the performing arts. My parents just said my dream would get me nowhere, no matter how hard I worked. They didn’t think I was talented, so I don’t really think so anymore either.”

“Hey,” Thayne reached across the table and placed his hand over yours, his eyes serious, yet still holding some kind of safety you couldn’t quite place. “Don’t you dare say that to yourself. Excuse my language, but fuck what your parents say! All that matters is that I’m here and I believe that you have what it takes to make it big! And from what I’ve seen, you are a lovely, lovely person and anyone who doesn’t want to work with you after this first impression doesn’t deserve you. You understand me?”

You nodded your head inhaled sharply, surprised by his sudden outburst. You had only known Thayne for a mere thirty minutes, and you already had such a strong connection with him. You felt your eyes begin to well up with tears at the thought of him thinking so highly of you after just meeting you. Thayne’s eyes were soft and he gasped slightly at the sight of you.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” He got out of his seat, crouching down beside you and taking your hands in his. “Was it something that I said? Because I tend to—”

“No, no, it’s nothing you said.” Your voice shook. “Well—maybe—but the point is, no one has ever truly believed in me and my dream. And to just hear you say those things, it’s…relieving.”

Next thing you knew, Thayne’s strong arms wrapped around your form as he rubbed your back. “Y/N, I know what it’s like to not have anyone rooting for you, and it absolutely sucks. That’s why I just want you to have some hope, I don’t want you to feel this way because no one deserves it. I believe in you because I can see talent in you, you’re literally dripping in it. I’m not saying this just to say it, y’know?”

You nodded against his shoulder as you pulled away from him, a small smile on both of your faces.

“You good?” Thayne asked. “Because if you’re gonna cry again I can give you another hug, you know, I specialize in those. Heck, I might as well put it on my resume.”

His comment caused you to giggle uncontrollably as he took his seat again and beamed at you.

“That was totally better than my name joke.” You looked up at Thayne.

“You bet it was.” Thayne pulled out his phone, turning it on to check the time as his eyes widened. “Oh shi—shoot. Shoot. I need to take these orders back to my friends. Y/N, can I see your phone real quick?”

“Uhh, sure?” You unlocked your phone and handed it to Thayne as he tapped the screen, his tongue poking out of the corner of his lips.

“Annnnd, here you go.” Thayne placed your phone in your hand as he grabbed the trays of countless cups. “I’ll see you soon?”

“I sure hope so.” You laughed at the sight of Thayne trying to hold 5 trays at one time as he walked towards the door of the shop.

Thayne turned back towards once more, a big smile spreading across his face. “I hope so too, Y/N.”

As he exited the café, Sara gave a pointed look towards you, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Looks like Y/N’s got themselves a boyfrienddd!

You shook your head in embarrassment, your cheeks flushing. “No…”

“You wish, though.”

You paused for a second, your eyes still on the door Thayne walked out of just minutes ago. “I guess so.”

superbatfleck  asked:

i just want to say that the ending to your auror!derek fic still fucked me up like the ride was awesome but the ending was so sweettt and satisfying i still think about it from time to time

thank you so much!

 this fic was a long, long, time in the works. i’m not really sure what happened but there was a lot of life stuff that happened in the middle, and then i just got stuck, really terribly, and almost gave up but awesome people who kept leaving supportive comments and i was inspired again, so i’m really glad you enjoyed it. thank you for the sweet message and i hope you’re having a great day  ❤ ❤ ❤

msbowser  asked:

Senpai, how do I draw as you? (Puts on a cute, innocent face) Please teach me your ways.

I never thought that someone would ask me for this…but okay <3 I’ll write a general message for anybody who reads this~!

My ways consist of:

  • Practicing for 7 years and counting
  • Getting inspired by people

and nothing else

Let me write a proper explanation:


I think that everybody already knows this step, but what is really practicing?

I’ve come to see a lot of people to who I’ve told them to ‘’practice everyday’’, and almost all of them replied ‘’I draw everyday but I’m not getting better’’… and that’s really sad, because you’re doing it wrong.

Practicing everyday and drawing everyday are not the same. Practice has the objective to improve your skills while learning your mistakes, you either get better at drawing or at observation. Drawing is just testing your skills, as if it was a self-exam.

How can you practice? Draw some specific thing a bunch of times on the same canvas, try to draw that thing that you can’t draw. It doesn’t matter how it turns out, you are learning and improving. ‘’But it looks worse the more I keep trying’’ Yes, exactly. Your observation skill is improving, your drawing skill doesn’t necessarily improve everytime you practice.

When your observation improves, then that means that you can recognize what is wrong in your drawing and what is decent good, and when this happens, this is the real time to try improving your drawing skill. You don’t like how the hair looks? Try new random ways to draw it! The face looks too pointy? Try doing more curvy lines!

References are all over the internet too, so I’m sure that it won’t be hard to find the right pose or camera angle that you need! This is also a great way to learn how things work! The more you look at it and study it, the more you learn.

(Also extra tip: If you are from the kind of people who draws hands hiding behind the character let that bad habit go. Yes, I called it bad habit. It means that you’re using the pose as an excuse to not draw hands because you hate drawing/can’t draw them, and that’s exactly where my point in practice is. If you don’t try, of course you won’t get better, so go ahead and draw amalgamates as hands! They will look nice eventually! )

And now, the other point:


Getting inspired by others mostly goes along with your drawing skill improvement. (fyi by ‘’inspired by others’’ I mean the people that you admire or that story that attracted you so much).

When you admire someone, you have 2 ways to use them as an inspirational source: Motivation and learning.

As a motivation, there’s not much to explain. You just feel like if you keep practicing you’ll get to be as good as them, which is good! but here’s the trick: When you are drawing,you have to accept something: You’ll never be as good as the people that you admire so much, but you’ll get to be as good as yourself! (Umm…does this make any sense at all?…anyway I hope that you get the point). You can’t be like someone else, but neither can others be like you!

Why do I mention this? because lots of people say ‘’I’m not as good as this artist’’ ‘’I can’t do this as great as this person does’’… and that’s the wrong way of motivation usage. You have to compare yourself to nobody else but yourself!

‘’But how can I then be as good as them while not doing that?’’ While I have to mention again the practice stuff, this is also when the ‘’learning’’ comes in!

I bet that a lot of you doesn’t have just one inspiration source, and that’s great and helpful! First, take some of that people as an example right now and take a few of their drawings together, and while you are comparing them (both, the same artist’s drawings and different artists’ ones), analyze and study some of these facts:

(there might be some more but I think that these are enough).

In resume, go crazy while improving in art thanks to your inspiration sources! learn and level up!

Let me prove my point:

That one drawing that you once were SO proud of, and you feel kinda attached to it?

BAM! DIFFERENCE! I tried changing angles, details and stuff from that drawing…and it turned out even better than what I once did! And I felt super proud of myself when I did it <3

Look, you don’t even have to redraw a super-cool drawing to compare your old art! Just take any drawing and draw it again in the course of the years…

Like this!!

This also applies to digital art as well! the lineart, the usage of color and blending can be compared too! (okay maybe that stuff can be also compared on traditional art but still).

See? I didn’t even need to finish this drawing to see how much I’ve improved in less than 2 years! (spoilers: actually I do have to finish it).

Do you want to know how I’ve improved in all this time? Because I’ve practiced everyday both, things that I could draw and things that I couldn’t! because they help me to improve and practice! what I could already do? I’m doing it better, and what I couldn’t? now I can, and it’s all thanks to being inspired by awesome people on a daily basis and practicing no matter what!

Nobody can teach you how to surpass yourself but you, because you are the only one who understands their own art and what you want to achieve <3

0pal-heart  asked:

Hey so you probably get a lot of these and I don't want to take up too much of your time but I just wanted to let you guys know that as a long time Cosplayer who has wanted to do the Marauders for a while, I'm finally working on a Mooney cosplay with my group, you are the cosplays I look to as an example when it comes to design, head canons, portrayals. I marathoned Moonshadows in 2 days because of you. You made me fall in love with the Marauders all over again, keep up the amazing work.

That’s awesome! We’re always super happy to hear we have inspired other people to make more cosplays and fan-works! Thank you for this lovely message <3

Originally posted by sanctuaryforall1

Sorry I just found this gif and had to use it /Sara