but actually i stay the first one

Lie To Make Me Like You

Summary: 

“Phil Lester.” Dan supplied. “He’s my plus one.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow, eyes darting between the two of them suggestively. “Oh? How long have you two been together?”

Dan blanched. “Sorry, we’re not…actually–”

“A little over seven years, isn’t it Dan?” his mum piped up cheerfully. “I remember the first time you stayed over at Phil’s. You still haven’t stopped talking about him.”

“Maybe the next Howell wedding will be yours,” Mae teased, flicking the end of his tie.

Dan shot a look towards Phil, panic rising. Enough awkward socializing had made them fairly fluent in speaking through eye contact and minute gestures, and as their eyes met Phil smiled lightly as if to say ‘I’m okay with it if you are.’ Dan, being the incompetent, horribly introverted idiot he was, latched onto the idea and ran with it.“Yeah,” he said, laughing in a way that he hopes comes off more as fond and less what the fuck did I just get myself into. “Maybe.”

Notes: This was written for alittledizzy as part of Fandom Trumps Hate using the following prompt:

-Someone assuming Dan and Phil are a couple who doesn’t recognize them and Dan and Phil letting them assume that and enjoying being able to act like a couple.

I had a lot of fun writing this and getting to work with you; thank you so much for bidding on my writing and I really hope you enjoy it :))

Word Count: 2302


    For the most part Dan tried to keep his personal and business lives separate. He wasn’t very close with most of his family, and enough encounters with viewers who didn’t quite grasp the concept of boundaries only served to reinforce this decision. Aside from his immediate family he rarely saw the rest of the Howell Clan, and so it was a bit of a surprise to receive an invitation to his cousin Mae and Charlie’s wedding.

    He vaguely remembered Mae–a precocious eight year old with a habit of pulling his hair, and the smiling woman on the front of the card bore a passing resemblance. To be perfectly honest he’d forgotten she existed; he didn’t think they’d spoken since they were children and he’d never heard of Charlie. His mum had wanted him to go, though, so naturally he’d forced Phil to come and suffer with him. While Phil might have had reservations about taking Dan to the Lester family gatherings, he had no such qualms about taking him to the Howells.

    His parents loved Phil, and even Adrian had a grudging respect for the man. Besides, Phil was better at tying ties, remembering general wedding etiquette, and covering Dan’s social ineptitude so there was that, too. The wedding ceremony had been quite long, but the food had more than made up for it. Dan had finished dinner feeling so full he felt a little like throwing up, but based on the heaping pile of food on Phil’s plate it didn’t look like the feeling was mutual.

   “It looks like you took half the dessert table,” he noted, taking a bite of the cake–some sort of lemon with vanilla frosting.

   Phil made a satisfied noise, popping another biscuit in his mouth. “It’s not my fault, I’m a growing boy.”

   “You’re pushing thirty.”

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anonymous asked:

you know rosita started the whole fight to begin with and forced basically everyone to fight

          But she didn’t?? Were you not watching the same episode cause?? First off, she didn’t start the fight, one of the garbage kids attacked Rick, and then it goes on Rosita, who was staying perfectly still and not fighting nor starting a fight with anyone: only, and i’m going to say it again, ONLY when the guy grabbed her from behind, did she start fighting.  And for the most part, you can probably guess the general reaction for being grabbed from behind during a situation like that would be TO DO SOMETHING to protect yourself. 

 Legit i seen three people blame Rosita for the junkyard fight, when she didn’t, they did.                  Stop blaming Rosita for every little thing that goes wrong. 

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Cecilos Week, Day 4:  Interloper / Night Vale

(i got this finished just in time shsshhsh what do you mean it’s actually 5am what are these lies you speak!!!)

so this is one that i guess falls under both prompts? it’s the first ever meeting of a certain interloper (soon to become a beloved member of the community), who came for the weird, and stayed for the love! ❤︎

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sterek week (2016 edition) ▷ day 7: lyrics and quotes 

This is a formal goodbye
to all our could have beens

if you stayed a little longer
(but you didn’t)


If you loved me a little harder
(but you didn’t)


If I held you a little tighter
(but I didn’t)


If you asked me to leave with you
(but you didn’t)


Now we are both missing a piece,
our hearts never quite broken
yet never quite fixed.

                              I never knew how much I loved you until you left. // c.h.

Some things I noticed after watching Rogue One a second time . . .

When I first watched Rogue One, I was just trying to stay with the plot and falling in love with the characters, so I didn’t go too deep with studying the actual filmmaking that went into it.

I’m a huge film nerd - went to film school, actually - so this time around, I consciously looked at the film through that lens.

Maybe someone else has already noticed this, but here goes:

I was really struck by the Director of Photography’s lighting choices in the scene where the rebellion is basically “recruiting” Jyn.

Lighting is such a cool thing - often used in classic movies to show the moral standing of characters.

Here’s a breakdown of how each major player in the scene is lit and what we can infer:

Mon Mothma - brightly, fully lit (she almost looks angelic); she is clearly the person with the most strict moral code and the most “spotless moral conduct” (reading the novelisation, this really comes through)

Jyn Erso - softly lit with no hard shadows, but clearly dimmer than Mon Mothma; she has a shady criminal past, but she’s got good intentions

General Dodonna and Bail Organa - lit similarly to Jyn; they have good intentions, even if they might be a bit more comfortable with the moral grey areas than Mon Mothma

General Draven - there is a bit of bright lighting on the top of his head, but his face generally stays in shadow; he has fully accepted the “morally questionable” acts he orders others to commit to serve the greater vision of the Rebellion

And now my favourite …

Cassian Andor - his face is half in shadow and half in light (very similar to the way Michael Corleone is lit in The Godfather); it represents how he wrestles with doing things he hates (assassinations, etc) to serve the cause he believes in, because he finds them morally reprehensible - Cassian is, to borrow a phrase from Doctor Who, “halfway out of the dark”

Anyway, I though it was pretty cool. I noticed some other thematic stuff that I might post about later.

Feel free to talk to me about this - I’m a total nerd about it and I love meeting other people who are nerdy about it, too.

Also, I’m total trash for rebelcaptain. If you are, too, we should be friends.

Victor chooses Yuri

I’m not sure if you all have realized what Victor really… said to Yuri 

All Yuri said was that he wanted Victor to continue to be his coach until his he decides to retire. Just take a closer look at what Victor says in response… 

OH MY FLUFFING GOSH DO YOU EVEN REALIZE WHAT THIS MAN SAID!

He just said that he wanted to be with him always!

I’m not sure if you guys understand the weight and gravity of what Victor just said to Yuri, how deep a meaning it actually holds. This statement alone  has official ended Victor’s career in skating. Viktor Nikiforov one of the greatest skaters in history has given up his title to stay with Yuri. Not only that be this is a testimony on how much Victor sees in Yuri.

At the beginning to the story where Victor, first saw Yuri on the viral video. At first Victor said that he’d take off this skating season, to coach Yuri and see where his career would go. From that statement Victor originally planned to only take off that season and maybe come later. But now he’s said that he’s going to stay Yuri’s coach. Did he decide this after Yuri asked him to stay, No… he decided that along time ago but when?

That kiss was not put there on purpose ,(there was a reason) that was the moment that Victor knew he loved Yuri and had to remain by his side. 

This was the reason why we had the interview with Victor when he was in Russia, on what he was going to do in the future, on wards. It’s hinted in his smile that he plans to stay with Yuri after she asks if he plans to compete against him. This made me come to the conclusion, that earlier that he’s already made deiced on being by Yuri’s side. Saying sorry I have other plans for Yuri, so that won’t be happening. He’s already decided and made this decision himself. He knows what he wants, and all he wants is Yuri. 

Victor had no idea he had he’d end up falling in love with Yuri, but he did… he doesn’t want to let him get. This is a choice that he’s proud to have made and one he doesn’t regret at all. 

I don’t even care that Yuri didn’t placed podium, our boy’s a fucking winner today! 

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still making my way through Golion and i want sincline to have that sort of redemption arc where he goes from “mortal enemy” to “weird uncle who hangs awkwardly around the good guys because he’s got nothing better to do (and makes good egg salad)”

obviously the sign of team membership is chibi sticking you with a family honourific, but like every other respectable 12-year-old he’s been taught Stranger Danger and they don’t come stranger than this guy

Lonely Hearts Club (One Shot)

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Jealous Bucky, tons of smut (NSFW)

Word Count: 3195

Summary: Y/N is set on not going to the Lonely Hearts party with Wanda and Nat. After a humiliating breakup in front of the team, she wants to get through this Valentine’s Day as quickly and painlessly as possible. That is until Bucky helps convince her that the party may not be a bad idea after all.

Author’s Notes: This is my first all out smut piece. So… um… yeah.  I seriously hate Valentine’s Day with a passion.

Originally posted by wintersoulja

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

“Oh come on Y/N! Please come out with us tonight!” Wanda begged from the couch. I rolled my eyes playfully as she launched one of Tony’s throw pillows in my direction.

“You know it’s going to actually be a lot of fun,” Nat chastised.

I grimaced at the thought. “But I hate Valentine’s Day – I would rather just stay here and binge watch Netflix with a bottle or two of wine,” I complained. It was true – I absolutely hated Valentine’s Day – especially after being dumped on New Year’s Eve in front of everyone. I really just wanted to wallow in my loneliness and get through the day as painlessly as possible. “What’s the party theme again?” I asked cautiously – I didn’t want to give them false hope that they would no doubt latch onto.

“It’s a lonely hearts party. It will be a lot of fun! You can wallow and party with all the single people,” Nat chuckled as Wanda bobbed her head excitedly.

“That sounds so stupid,” I groaned in exasperation. I knew it was all in vain. There was no way I could get myself out of going.

“What are you all talking about?” Bucky’s voice came from behind me causing me to jump and turn a deep shade of scarlet.

Nat snickered at my reaction as Wanda launched into her sale’s pitch of the party. She was hell-bent on talking everyone into it if she could. After listening patiently Bucky turned to look at me – his eyes narrowing slightly, “Are you going?” he asked carefully.

My heart did a backflip. Was he asking to mock me or because he wanted to go if I was going? I swallowed thickly before answering. “Um well… I guess,” I answered defeated as he smirked slightly.

“I guess Steve and I can tag along too. We don’t have anything else to do. You know Sam will be down if there are single chicks there,” he shrugged slightly before sauntering out of the room. My eyes remained glued to him unapologetically as I watched the way his muscles moved under the thin fabric of his shirt.

“EARTH TO Y/N,” Nat called from above me.

“Er what?” I asked embarrassed. I could feel the blush creeping up my neck and face again. They had totally just caught me.

“Are you done eye-fucking Bucky or should we give you a minute?” Nat chuckled as I gasped. She had my full attention now. “We’re leaving at 7 – make sure you’re ready on time!” she added. I shook my head nervously as I chewed on my bottom lip.


It was always impossible to not notice Bucky – mainly because of his sheer physical presence, but I had found myself especially distracted by him in the last few weeks. When Jonathan had dumped me at Tony’s New Year’s party Bucky had been the one to physically remove him, maybe a little too physically, out of the party. A week later I had a dreamed about Bucky – which had caused me to wake up saying his name, and covered in sweat. Since then I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to feel his mouth against my lips and other places.

I tried my damnedest to not gawk, but found it increasingly difficult when he walked around in nothing but his low cut sweats, which happened to be a staple of his wardrobe. One day I unwillingly took a roundhouse kick to the head in the training room because I had grown distracted by the way his muscles tensed as he sparred with Steve. That had gotten his attention some how and he had gone out of his way to make me as uncomfortable as possible. Sitting closer to me on the couch, brushing his leg against mine under the dinner table; the torment seemed endless, but he never made a move. Each time he caught my eyes on him the corner of his mouth would twitch into a smirk.

The idea of him going to the party made me both excited and nervous as I readied myself. I changed at least twenty times before becoming frustrated and stomping down the hallway to Wanda’s apartment in search of something to wear. I always had a little anxiety when I went to her for fashion advice and tonight was no different as I walked out of her apartment wearing a very short black sequin dress with black pumps.

“You look amazing!” She assured me as we both walked down the hall towards the common room where we were going to meet the others. I shot her a side-eye without speaking, and she blushed. “You wore your good lingerie, right?” She whispered as we neared the room.

“Oh for Christ’s sake Wanda!” I exclaimed, a little too loud, as we neared the group effectively drawing attention to myself.

“Damn Y/N!” Sam exclaimed as the others looked up, but I was focused on one person’s reaction. Bucky’s eyes looked at me appreciatively for a moment as he bit his bottom lip slightly before turning to say something to Steve.

Well maybe I didn’t look as good as Sam thought after all.


We arrived at the party when it was already in full swing. Bucky had effectively ignored me the entire ride which had soured my mood. I had only come because he had seemed genuinely interested in if I was going. Upon entering the venue, I immediately grabbed Wanda’s hand and we made a beeline straight to the bar.

“The only way I’m getting through tonight is if I’m hammered,” I muttered to her miserably as the bartender slid us both two shot glasses of tequila.

“Oh come on Y/N! There are a lot of cute guys here – let’s just have fun tonight. No regrets!” she exclaimed before we threw back our shots and ordered more.

Fifteen minutes, and several shots of tequila later I had put Bucky to the back of my mind. Wanda was right – after a month of wallowing I deserved to have some fun. I scanned through the crowd in search of a cute guy to dance with before locking eyes with Bucky, who had a girl hanging all over him. I grimaced – I guess I had misread all the subtle remarks he had made towards me. Worse yet, maybe he had just been fucking with me as some sort of joke. Anger sparked in me as I took my eyes from him and continued to scan the room— finally finding a man across the dance floor who smiled warmly at me before making his way towards the bar.

“Care to dance?” he asked casually as he offered me his hand.

I smiled at him politely. “I would love to,” I answered as I placed my hand in his and turned my eyes slightly towards Bucky’s direction. He was watching me like a hawk and didn’t seem very pleased. Serves you damn well – I thought to myself as I followed the man to the dance floor.

As the man and I danced my worries began to melt away. I was actually having fun for the first time in a long time. I felt free as I enjoyed the company of my partner while our bodies swayed together with the music. As he spun me out from him I felt cool metal wrap around my wrist – I turned in surprise to come face to face with Bucky. “Care if I cut in?” he asked cockily as he pulled me into him. After taking in the sight of Bucky the man shrugged in defeat, not wishing to anger the super soldier.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I hissed between my teeth as I tried to push him away.

He chuckled at my feeble attempt and pulled me closer. “I’m dancing with you,” he responded – a hint of humor in his eyes.

“Well I don’t want to dance with you,” I spat as I pushed him away again. This time his arms fell from me as the trace of humor in his face vanished. I turned on my heel, determined to get far away from him, and fled towards the exit as I internally chastised myself for coming to the stupid party in the first place.


Once I was outside I leaned my back onto the brick building as I sighed heavily. I would have to try to get a cab which would be next to impossible on Valentine’s Day. I huffed as I pushed off the brick wall and walked to the edge of the sidewalk – luckily just in time for a cab to pull up to drop off more party goers. I gratefully slid into the vacant backseat and was about to give the driver the address before the back door opened and Bucky slid in beside me.

“Oh no you don’t. This is my cab!” I exclaimed in exasperation. “Find your own cab!”

“Doll – do you know how hard it is to find a cab in this city on Valentine’s Day?” he responded with a laugh.

“Get out now!” I demanded.

“Or what? You’ll walk all the way to Stark Tower?” he laughed as I scoffed. “How about this,” he added as he raised his hands in defense. “I’ll pay since you spent all your money on tequila.” I blushed at this. In my anger I had forgotten that I had absolutely no money with me.

“Fine,” I muttered as Bucky joyfully gave the address to the driver.

We rode in silence for part of the journey as I fumed beside Bucky. Now that I was alone with him I was finding it increasingly difficult to be angry at him. His proximity to me was enough to make my heart race.

He shifted beside me causing me to turn to face him. “I’m sorry, doll,” he muttered sheepishly. There was no humor in his eyes at this – he was genuinely apologizing. “I saw you with him and I…. well I got jealous,” he shrugged apologetically.

I could feel my face flush at this revelation as my heart threatened to actually jump out of my chest. “If… if you were jealous why didn’t you…” I began to ask but he cut me off.

“Look – I don’t know how to do this… I mean… I’ve um not been chaste since I’ve been with the Avengers… but I don’t know how to…” he broke off flustered. He was usually so well composed that his behavior was throwing me off.

“How to what, Buck?” I asked as my hand grazed over his.

“How to be with someone for more than a night,” he muttered embarrassed as he adverted his gaze from me.

“Well step one is to not be a giant ass,” I retorted which made him genuinely laugh as he turned to look at me again.

“Forgive me please?” he asked.

“I’m sure you can make it up to me,” I whispered as I grazed my fingers playfully over his. His breath hitched slightly at the contact. His eyes darkened with lust as his fingers grasped mine.

“How can I make it up to you?” he whispered – his hot breath tickling my skin as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. It was enough to remind me of the growing feeling that was pooling between my legs. I knew exactly how he could make it up to me. Suddenly the cab just wasn’t moving fast enough for me.

I was flustered at his advances. He chuckled into my ear as he nibbled on the lobe – causing me to yip in surprise. He pulled away only slightly when the cab driver checked on us in his rearview mirror. As soon as the driver’s attention was back on the road Bucky resumed his assault on all my senses. His metal hand gently pushed my legs apart as his fingers travelled lazily up my inner thigh. They made their slow ascent tantalizing close to the underwear that I knew were already soaked through. I instinctively bucked my hips slightly – aching for some sort of contact with him. He chuckled lightly as he pushed me back into the seat. “Patience,” he whispered as his fingers played with my panty line. I didn’t want patience – all I wanted was for him to be inside of me – I wanted to know how it felt for him to fill me with himself.

“Bucky,” I whimpered so lowly that only he could hear.

“Shhh,” he cooed as he touched me through the lace of my underwear. “Mmm so wet for me.” I nodded my head enthusiastically as I bucked my hips in desperation again. Hoping for more. Bucky clicked his tongue at me as he pushed my hips sternly back into the seat. “Dancing with another man to make me jealous,” he chuckled as he began peppering my neck with kisses. “What am I going to do with you?” he whispered tantalizingly into my ear. It was less like a question and more like a promise. Suddenly his hand quickly pushed my underwear to the side as he slid a metal finger into me – eliciting a groan that I tried to cover with a cough. “Mmm,” he sighed as he pulled his finger out and gave me a wink before casually sticking it  into his mouth and licking it clean. “Just how I imagined,” he chuckled as the cab pulled to the curb next to Stark Tower. I would have lost it then and there if it hadn’t been for the cabbie speaking to Bucky as he handed him his change.

The walk into the building was a blur. I only had a singular desire – to get Bucky back to my room and fuck the life out of him. As the elevator doors closed it was my turn to take him by surprise. I crashed my body into his – pressing myself to him tightly as my lips found his in a clash of tongues, and teeth. He moaned lightly as he pressed his hips into me – allowing me to feel the full extent of his erection. I broke away from him when the ding of the elevator alerted us that we had made it to our floor. I hastily grabbed his hand and began dragging him to my room. He stopped me short at his door. “How about we go to my room?” he whispered to me.

“Sure,” I shrugged. I didn’t care where we were as long as we were horizontal soon.  When he opened the door I gasped – his bedroom was covered in lit candles and flowers. He pulled me in with a grin on his face – closing the door quickly behind me. “Is this for… me?” I asked amazed.

“I wasn’t expecting quite what happened tonight but I wanted to do something special for you. You deserve…” he was cut off by my lips crashing against his. He chuckled into our kiss as he guided me to the bed. I laid myself on it as he positioned himself over me and gently lowered himself so I could feel the weight of his body. The feeling of his erection pushing against my thigh made me moan as I ground my hips into his. “What do you want?” he whispered lightly as he broke away from our kiss.

“You,” I whispered as my hands slid under his shirt – feeling the grooves of his muscular frame.

“Your wish is my command, doll,” he chuckled as his hands lifted up my dress slowly. Once he had managed to completely remove it he pulled back with a smirk on his face.

“What?” I asked flustered and embarrassed.

“You’re just so fucking beautiful,” he whispered as his hands caressed every inch of my body. “You deserve to be worshiped,” he murmured as he peppered my breasts with kisses while his hands pulled away my underwear. I bucked my hips again at the contact of his cold metal fingers with my clit. “Do you like that?” he mumbled as he inserted a finger into me slowly pulling it in and out as his thumb rubbed in circular motions, causing my wetness to grow. My breath hitched as he quickened the pace of his finger – adding another for good measure. I could feel my walls tightening as my body built up for a spectacular orgasm. Bucky could sense it too. He quickly pulled his fingers from me and dipped his head between my legs bringing his mouth to me and licking up my wetness. I twisted my fingers into his hair as I bucked my hips one last time – driving his tongue deeper into me. That’s all it took. I spilled over onto his face as he hummed appreciatively.

He pulled away wiping his face on the back of his hand as he quickly removed his pants finally releasing what I had been wanting to see. I gasped at the sight of him as he turned to me with a smirk before resuming his place on top of me. “You’re sure?” he whispered as he looked at me.

“God yes. Bucky, fuck me,” I pleaded as I spread my legs to accommodate him. He lined himself up and thrust himself into me quickly. I groaned in pleasure – being full of him felt as good as I had imagined. I began to roll my hips as he glided in and out of me.

“God, you feel amazing,” he groaned as he unclasped my bra and played with my breasts. I shifted so he could enter deeper and he moaned with appreciation. “What do you want doll?” he asked – his eyes clouded with desire.

“I want you to have your way with me,” I responded with a smirk as I rolled my hips – eliciting another moan. That’s all he needed. Bucky began thrusting into me with an intensity that caused the tightness to coil in my muscles again.

“I want you to cum for me again,” he whispered into my ear as he pounded into me faster and deeper. I was so close I couldn’t waste time responding.

I tipped over the edge again as I called out his name. He moaned my name as my orgasm caused his own climax. He froze for a moment before pulling himself out and laying on his back. He gathered me into his arms and we laid in silence as our breathing slowed.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” he finally admitted with a grin.

“Me too,” I responded as I snuggled my head shyly into his neck.

“Well we probably should do it more often,” he chuckled.

“I agree, but maybe tonight we can snuggle and watch Netflix?” I asked tentatively. My body wasn’t ready for round two.

Bucky chuckled as his fingers drew patterns up and down my back. “Whatever you want, doll. As long as I get to spend time with you…. I’m okay with anything.”

“Careful what you say Sargent Barnes,” I giggled as I squeezed him tightly.

He chuckled at my warning. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N,” he whispered into my hair as I drifted to sleep.


Tag List: 

@bless-my-demons @lillian-paige @pleasefixthepain@kittthekat @ailynalonso15 @themistsofmyavalon @coffeeismylife28 @harleyqueen7 @sebbys-girl  @totallygroovyllama @kendallefire @marvelouslyloki @seargantbcky @sapphire1727 @dont-let-me-go-again @amrita31199 @nikkitia7 @caffeineandlaserbeams

I don’t even know what I’m doing, but I’ll blame it on @ratpenatu for old times’ sake.

(Also on chapter 3 of Now Streaming: Love by @aughtpunk because that fic was one of the firsts I’ve read in this fandom and this single moment stayed with me for months, bugging me until now)

Some LeoJi headcanons

- Leo didn’t want to make a move for like so long because he was scared because he is two years older and he didn’t want to be creepy so it’s actually Guanghong who asks Leo out first
- They try to skype but most of the time one of them falls asleep half way because of the time differences
- Their coaches don’t allow them anymore to stay in the same hotel room the day before a competition because of /that one time/
- Guanghong and Leo’s relationship is so pure and sweet, whenever one of their friends walk in on them hugging they instantly get cavities
- phichit snapchat story at competitions is literally 90% of the time them hugging with the caption “look at those dorks, I love them they’re adorable”
- Having a long distance relationship, going to school or college and practicing the amount they do is very difficult to combine but they make it work somehow

anonymous asked:

Can you tell me abit about ghost lights? I've seen a bunch of your posts about it and I'm really interested but I don't really know much about it ;; please inform me!❤ Also you're amazing and I love your style, you're a huge inspiration! Stay golden✨

let’s see… ghost lights actually was just a short completed one shot (i call it prototype now) i did in early 2015. this is going to be a bit personal, but i feel i should add it

when i first started to take medications i had really vivid dreams. i often woke up and didn’t know where i am, and i was completely without orientation for a while after, still kinda stuck in that dream? i never dreamed of nice things, except for this one time. it was sad but also so so beautiful

the dream was like this: two boys walked down a dark forest path and the longer they walked the more they lost themselves and then… they remembered their shared past, and that they were closely connected. but not quiet human. when they returned they were so sad, as if parts of themselves were missing, but they wouldn’t really know why anymore. they just felt even closer to each other.

i just wanted to show others what i saw? so i drew it, and decided to print it. and the feedback was so positive i was overwhelmed ;; in the best way. i grew really fond of the characters, too…

so i decided to tell their whole story!! and that’s what i’ve been working on the last months. plot wise it got pretty complex and ngl i put even more stuff of my nightmares in it

it’s a story about two best friends who slowly discover more about themselves. strange things begin to happen in their life, or better said, happened all their life… and while they get closer and closer, they start to visit a place of their past in their dreams together, but would forget it once they wake up. the more they discover and actually remember the more their past comes haunting them, not only in dreams… they miiight fall in love, too. or might already be in love for a very long time. who knows! not me (it’s me). shit this is super vague sjdfhs

soo… of course i chose to tell this story as gentle as possible, but it’s not as cute as you might think even if it’s drawn by me ;; i hope to surprise you a bit with it!

i will upload the whole prototype in the next days on tapastic. and then i will begin to post completed scenes of the new, actual story which is in the making. 🌸 have some wips~

OK so wanna hear a story about my wacky adventures at group therapy?

No? Well, too bad.

So in my first session the group leader told us that for the first time meeting, we would make some artsy shit instead of talking. She told us we had to make a mask, but didn’t tell us what for.
Seeing my chance, I couldn’t resist the temptation and of course went full on creepypasta edgelord and made an Eyeless Jack mask.

This one, to be exact.

So fast forward to the next meeting, we all gather in the art room and the group leader tells us we will be wearing these masks for our first actual talking session, in oder to make it easier for us to talk about ourselves and our feelings.
So I just sat through an entire group counseling session with a fuckin Eyeless Jack mask, trying my hardest to stay serious.

Now here’s the fuckin cherry on top:

After the session, the group leader pulls me to the side and comments on my mask. Basically she thought I went full on artsy symbolism stuff and the black tears were supposed to portray my depression and anxiety and I didn’t want to disappoint her, so I nodded solemnly through the whole thing. I had to bite my lip really hard to not start laughing uncontrollably.
She had absolutely no idea that creepy pasta is a thing that exists and now she thinks I’m like this ultra deep guy when in reality I’m just an edgy idiot.

2017 Fate Anime Projects

So if anybody is like me and is a little overwhelmed with all the new fate announcements, I’m going to try and break it down.

First off, we have Fate/Grand Order:

This actually already came out (12/31/2016) but figured it’s basically the start of the new year. This is a television anime special one off thats 1hr and 14min by Studio Lay-duce. 

The synopsis of this series basically goes: After the disappearance of a future timeline confirms the end of humanity, the organization, Chaldea, orders a “Grand Order” (heh, get it?) to find and destroy what will apparently end the human race as we know it. 

Next we have Fate Stay Night Movie: Heaven’s Feel (Part 1):

This is the first part of a three part series about one of the three routes of Fate Stay Night. (I know, its a lot) If you haven’t seen either Fate Zero for Fate Stay Night: Unlimited Blades Work, PLEASE DO!! The movie will be made by Ufotable but no release date has been announced yet. 

The synopsis for this movie is: Shirou Emiya enters the world of magus after accidentally joining the Holy Grail War. What happens afterwards is just pain and suffering.

After that there is Fate/Extra:

This is going to be an anime series produced by Shaft. No information about release date or how many episodes have been announced yet.

This show also has the Holy Grail War although to my understanding its virtual? Also the big twist is that the main character has no idea what’s going on or how he got there and is thus chucked into war. (Good luck bro)

Another anime series is Fate/Apocrypha:

Again, no news has been announced for this series. The studio will be A-1 Pictures.

This series is parallel to Fate Stay Night, so happening at the same time but different universe. Instead of every man for themselves, this Holy Grail War is between two factions, Yggdmillennia and the Mage’s Association. 

Lastly, there is Fate/kaleid liner Prisma☆Illya Movie:

There is no information whatsoever about this LOL so it might not even be for 2017…

This movie takes place after 4 anime seasons. This is an alternate spin off of Fate Stay Night that has… magical girls??? That’s really all I seemed to get out of it but Illya is alive and happy and that’s really all that matters.

More news to come in the February 2017 issue of Kadokawa’s Monthly Newtype magazine, which has a really cute cover of Saber :3

I Don't Entirely Loathe You (Damian Wayne x Reader)

“It’s strange to be loved by someone who hates everyone”


Relationship: Damian x Reader


Warnings: Fluffy Fluff fluff


A/N: My first Damian imagine! Let me know if you want more. Also, send in some requests so I can make y’all happy and hopefully get out one imagine every day! (I also changed the prompt just a tiny bit)
P.S if y'all just need to talk to someone go ahead and talk to me! I’d love to be friends with you guys!


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Damian Wayne was one of the kids at school who you’d think would be friends with everyone. Sure he had the looks, he was a Wayne, but no one could actually become friends with the boy. Everyone just wanted to get in good with one of the richest kids in Gotham, they wanted to use him. You on the other hand, just stayed away.


The first time you and Gotham’s Prince talked, you were in the library. It was lunchtime and usually that meant you were alone cozied up in the corner, your nose was in a book, and your lunch was untouched next to you when Damian Wayne strode in looking for a place to get away from the crowds trying to use him for money.


Reluctantly you helped and soon after that you became best friends. Now, you were sitting in one of the many guest bedrooms of Wayne manor. You and Damian had adapted this particular room as your “Friend Cave”. Anything the two of you did, whether it was playing video games or just watching a movie you did it in this room.


“What about Ellie?” You suggested. “She seems nice.”


“The girl is only ‘nice’ because she wants money.” Damian scowled.


“Damian! You don’t know that.” You laugh putting a piece of popcorn in your mouth.


“Yes I do!” He laughs back. “I heard her talking to her friends about it in the hallways.”


“Okay, I guess I was wrong.” You shrug eating more popcorn. “That still doesn’t change the fact that you need a homecoming date.”


“I have someone in mind.” He assures you.


“Yeah who?” You ask throwing a piece of popcorn at him earning a glare.


“Someone I don’t loathe.” He says simply.


The next day at school the two of you are walking to the library for lunch when you noticed something sitting on the beanbags the two of you sat on during this time of day.


It was a bag of popcorn with a note attached to it. ‘I don’t entirely loathe you, homecoming?’ You looked at Damian with a grin on your face.


“Nice to know I’m liked by someone who hates virtually everyone.” You say hugging him tightly.
He tenses at the movement but still hugs you nonetheless.


“So you’ll go to Homecoming with me?”


“Of course Dami.”

anonymous asked:

Lance knows how to make string friendship bracelets and he makes them for just about anyone who could be considered a friend. He made one for Pidge as soon as she joined the garrison team originally and another one when she decided to stay with voltron and then a third in red white and yellow after the adapter disaster. Hunk has seven but his favourite is actually a yellow anklet that he wears full time. Coran was given his the first day lance found thread.

AHH I AGREE WITH THIS, THE BOY WHO’S READY TO KNIT SWEATERS FOR TINY ALIENS WOULD BE SO INTO FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS?? 

- When they find thread though, Lance is so ready. Shiro gets one in black and silver at first, and then Pidge gets this idea that if Lance made him a purple bracelet, he could have some good connotations with the colour instead of just reminding him of the Galra? He does it and explains it kinda nervously but Shiro is Incredibly Appreciative Of This Bracelet And His Teammates And His Friends

- Allura gets one in pink and white at first. During space mall maybe he found thread… sparkly thread… he starts figuring out how to make a patterned bracelet that’s kinda thick and has this simple star design in it… Allura Gets Her Sparkly Thing….. She never takes it off, ever,

- Keith gets one in red at first, and then he gets another one in red and blue a few days after their first kiss. Keith basically begs Hunk to help him make one back because Um Hello He Needs To Keep Up?? 

- I love him

quick leorai doodle before bed 

Our First Day

Author’s Note: oh my gosh I just been having so much BTS feels lately(maybe it because of the comeback or I’m just BTS trash). This is actually base loosely on a dream I had a couple nights ago.

Songs:

Banana Pancakes - Jack Johnson

First Day Of My Life - Bright Eyes

How Long Will I Love You - Ellie Goulding

Pairing: Reader x JungkooK(BTS)

Word count: 768

Genre: fluff and fluff and did I say fluff?

Originally posted by shitjeon


I’m weightless, sleeping on fluffy clouds. I could stay like this forever. I snuggle deeper in my forest of clouds. but I hear a noise in the distance, threatening to wake me. I groan I’m not ready to slip back to reality. It coming closer, gradually getting louder and louder. Finally, I slip one eyelid open. The sound is coming from a phone on our bedside table. I groan out and snuggle closer to the body next to mine. I hear them grumble out a sorry and slip their arm to turn off the phone. I feel strong arms wrap around me again and I settle back into their comfort.  

“ Babe, you are going to have let go of me.”

“Don’t want to,” I grumble out as I slip my arms closer around him

“I have to get ready for practice.” Jungkook pats my head gently and runs his fingers through my tangled hair.

“Skip it.”

“You know as well as I do, I can’t just skip it.” he sighed out and gave me a tight squeeze.

“I know but we just got back last night. Nothing unpacked.” I bury my head deeper into Jungkook’s broad chest.

“I’m sorry, I promise when I get back tonight I help unpack the boxes.” he still running his fingers through my hair. He always knew that comforts me.

“We were supposed to have a week to settle into the new apartment.”

“It’s not my fault they wanted to change the choreography last minute.”

“Yeah I know, but the second you leave I going to start missing you.” jungkook brings me closer to him and snuggles his head into my neck.

“You keep saying stuff like that I’m never going to leave.”

“Then I guess I just having to keep saying stuff like that.” I giggle out and ruffle his hair.

“What am I ever going to do with you.” jungkook pushes himself into a sitting position.

“Nothing because you’re stuck with me for-ev-er.” I push myself up. I then point to the ring on my left hand as I drew out the syllables of forever.

“You’re such a dork. Ok now I really have to get ready.” jungkook swings his legs off our bed and pushes himself off. He brings his arm above his head and yawn as he stretches. I just now realized he was shirtless and only wearing a pair of baggy sweat pants. I wonder what happen to his shirt…..Oh, wait…. I’m wearing it. I look down at the big white t-shirt and giggle at my own stupidity.

“Wait, take me with you.”

“To practice?”

“No dummy, to the bathroom. I want to watch you get ready.”

“Why?”

“Jungkook I get limited time with you because of who you are. I going to use every second I have with you.”

“Alright come here.” I jumble to the edge of the bed. I wrap my arms around jungkook neck and my legs around his waist. He carries me with ease to our small bathroom. He sets me down gently on the bathroom counter.

“You’re always so clingy in the mornings.” he kisses the side of my head.

“Hey, I have a right to be clingy to my husband.” I swing my legs over the counter and watch jungkook wash his face.

“It still hasn’t set in for me that we married.” he smiles at me. I giggle at his bunny teeth.

“Well get used to it because you’re never getting rid of me.” he comes to stand in front of me and wraps his arms around my waist.”

“Why would I ever want to get rid of you. You’re mine and no one else. I going to try my damn hardest to keep it that way.” he started pepper my face with tiny kisses.

“Jungkook you’re going to be late.” I laugh out

“No, I’m not, what time is it?” I pick up my phone and show it in front of his face.

“Oh shit they going to kill me!” I laugh as jungkook runs around the bathroom.

It was mornings like this where I find myself falling in love with jungkook all over again. This routine of our became a norm at our tiny apartment. It wasn’t something jungkook would do every morning. But on days where he had to leave for a tour or a trip, we would try to spend every waking moment together. I would cling to him as much of possible because he would be gone for days or weeks sometimes even months. He never complained though because deep down He never wanted to leave me either. So we kept on doing our odd routine that all started on our first day.


Jungkook so fun to write about. I’m blushing just reading this and I wrote the freaking story! hahaha as always I hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as I loved writing it!!<3

An Observation about "Stay Close To Me" (In Light of Episode 10)

I was rewatching the first episode today (for the first time since watching episode 10), and it caught my attention that we don’t actually see Viktor skate “Stay Close To Me” during the Sochi Grand Prix. I think this is important. Until he met Yuuri at the banquet, I don’t think Viktor had ever had someone that he’d wanted to stay close to him. Yuuri is the one who truly opened up that part of him.

That’s what made his later performance at the World Championships so moving. He suddenly had a motivation beyond just skating to win. A personal connection to his program. At Worlds, more than anything, he was skating for Yuuri. For this man who’d seduced him, asked him to coach him, and then cast him aside the very next day. Viktor was reaching out to Yuuri with his skating. Long after the Grand Prix and the banquet, Viktor couldn’t get over him. Yuuri became the heart and soul - the inspiration - for Viktor’s skating.

So it’s no surprise that, when Viktor saw the video of Yuuri skating Stay Close To Me himself, he dropped everything, uprooted his entire life in a single day, and moved to Japan to become his coach.

Because Viktor’s program was a reaching out; a call. And this was Yuuri’s (however unknowing) response to that call. And that response - that confirmation - changed Viktor’s life.