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Gabriel Drabble Request

This was requested by @castielhasthetardis: Could I maybe get #3 “Either you’re coming with me or I’m coming with you.” With Gabriel please? *cue the puppy eyes*

***Edit: I didn’t notice this at first, but I also included @girl-next-door-writes‘s request that only added the quote 58. “I can be your hero baby.”***

Word count: 343

Warnings: none?

Your body hit the wall as Sam kicked you backwards.  You caught your breath after standing still for a few seconds.  These damn Winchesters had always been a problem for you.  Now they were trying to kill you and it was hard to fight two obviously trained men at once.

“I guess I popped in at the right time [Y/N],” Gabriel mused, smiling brightly at you.  “I can be your hero baby, but-.”

“Trickster,” Sam and Dean growled in sync.  

Gabriel glared at the Winchesters, fury quickly washing over his face.  He extended his hand outwards, pushing them against the wall behind them.  “You two,” Gabriel seethed.  “You leave [Y/N] alone.  I’d hate to have to pull another mystery spot prank on you.  Maybe this time I’ll kill Sam.”

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I’m still curious about what these “actual marginalized” people are that I apparently don’t care about. I mean, I’m also a gay women with disabilities who is poor as fuck, but I guess I don’t count as “actually” marginalised?

But I can’t think of a group of women I don’t care about the rights of. Even women I hate deserve basic rights, because that is kinda how it works.

That’s… actually better progress than I thought! With a word count I’ve been told to be 1.6 million I’m not sure exactly how many chapters I was imagining there’d be, but 303 actually feels like it’s on the low side.

Then again, it’s still a lot of chapters, and I have been repeatedly told they get longer. But I guess I’ll just have to deal with that when (/if) I get there!

so uh, i’m having an emotional crisis since voltron ended and i just?? want more??? i haven’t pined for a series like this in so long ahahaha

so now have that blade-of-marmora!galra!keith + altean!lance au that nobody probably wants feat. eventual mutual pining

Inspired by this art of rachelhuey (thank u for letting me running away with your ideas!!!)

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Oookay. So. I guess this is a Christmas/General holiday present for @thatsthat24 because I love him very much.
I worked a good 2 weeks on this because I’m busy and don’t have time to animate much. Not counting when I wasn’t working on it this still took a good 10 hours. I’m not proud of how choppy the animation is, but I hope, Thomas, that you can appreciate it? Plus I’m relatively proud of the art itself


Anyways, for @thatsthat24
I made this because you pulled me out of a terrible place. I’ve had crippling anxiety since losing my dad at the age of 6, and some form of depression with it since I was young, and I’ve been suicidal for many years. Pretty much for the past two years I’ve had nights at LEAST once a week usually more where all I wanted at all was to be dead and for the pain to be gone. And for many of those nights there were things and people who snapped me out of it for the time being. But the feeling came back every time, within a week. And those people have saved my self.

However, I’ve been watching your stuff since around when you started making Vines and you always cheered me up at least a little. But it wasn’t regularly. After a while I lost you for a few months until a month or so ago, when I rediscovered you and was instantly hooked, far more than before. I instantly started drawing things for you and sending them and you saw all of them and said such nice things and it just boosted my low confidence so much and made me so much happier. Your words make me smile and cry but in the end it all makes me feel better and not worse, no matter how strong my reaction. And not just your words to me, it’s your undying love for your fans, both as your fans and as individual people that keeps me going and feeling loved.
Since I got hooked with you and started actually interacting with you, I’ve definitely had some extreme lows. Many anxiety and panic attacks and more than a few mental breakdowns. But never since I first registered how much you meant to me and how much happier you make me have I wanted to kill myself or wished death upon myself. That’s progress for me.


This is getting long so I’m gonna try to wrap it up.
This animation/gif thing is pretty much to show how Thomas made my month a happy time with sad times in it not a sad time with happy days sprinkled through, and how he brought a lot more happiness into my every day life.


Tldr; Thomas Sanders is an angel who saved my life

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each november… without fail…. i draw the same girl to see how my style has changed

You better Marry her One Day (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Prompt/Request: ‘’Hi!! I really liked my last imagine that you wrote for me. Do you think you could write another Draco Malfoy imagine, where the reader meets his parents and she later overhears his mother telling Draco that he better marry the reader one day? Thanks!’’ -  abbeyshadowhunter

Word Count: 1,181.
Warning(s): Fluff, I guess?
Note: Thank you for the amazing request, I liked it to write. :) Hope you like it too! xx

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The nerves were killing you as you stood in front of the Malfoy Manor, a very big manor, almost like a castle with its own, little kingdom. Even though everything looked very clean and neat, it still had a very dark look. Yes, even when you were sorted in Slytherin and a pureblood, you still disliked dark colours. But following Draco his advice, you wore some black jeans, a dark blue shirt and a black leather jacket. To finish of your outfit, you wore black shoes, hoping the family wouldn’t hate it.

God, everything mattered if you thought about it. You were so concentrated on your appearance and manners you didn’t even realize someone opened the door already you had not even knocked on.

‘Good day darling, I’m assuming you’re Y/N?’ a woman with dark hair and dark clothes greeted you. In her hair were some grey locks and immediately you liked it the way she slowly accepted growing old. Well, that’s what you thought, maybe that was not the reason behind the grey locks after all.

You nodded and shook her hand, which reached out to you already. ‘Yes, Y/N Y/L/N. And you’re Draco’s mother?’ you questioned, not trying to sound rude at all as she led you in.

Inside it was dark too, as you expected, but it was very beautiful and all the stuff looked very expensive. Even when you’d touch the walls, you felt like it would break down right down to your feet. This was a whole other universe than your own, ordinary home. You shook your head and let your thoughts drift away.

‘Yes, yes I am. Narcissa Malfoy,’ she smiled before letting your hand finally go. The door behind you was now closed and you started to follow Narcissa to another door inside. Narcissa opened the door, which seemed to be the door to the living room. On the couch was Draco, laying down, reading a book for school while on the chair on the other side of him, was another man. He looked a lot like Draco. The blonde hair, the same face expression and his whole appearance made you conclude he was his father.

‘Draco, Y/N is here,’ Narcissa announced, making Draco look up. He shot up immediately and walked towards you with open arms.

‘Hey babe,’ he whispered when he was close to you, pressing a small kiss on your lips, before letting go of you and wrapping his arm around your waist. And there you stood, like Draco was presenting you to his parents, despite your little meeting with his mother.

He took a short breathe, looking at his father, who had not a single emotion on his face nor in his eyes.

‘Hi, I’m Y/N,’ you shortly introduced yourself, waving a little before a small laugh left your mouth. Narcissa was already smiling, but Draco’s father stayed silent.

‘Father?’ Draco said kind of unsure about his words, also nervous because his father hasn’t said a single thing but sending you glares. Well, you thought it were glares.

‘Lucius Malfoy,’ was the only thing he said. The corners of his mouth went a bit upward and you questioned yourself if this was supposed to represent a smile.

But to prevent any other awkward situations, you just said: ‘Nice to meet you, sir.’ And you showed your most beautiful smile, feeling Draco chuckle. His grip around your waist stiffened a bit, so you smiled even more, but not towards Lucius anymore, but Draco.

Your eyes met, feeling the spark inside lighten up again. He nodded, gesturing it was going okay. A wave of relief washed over you, before Narcissa and Lucius started to walk to another room. Draco hold on tightly when he walked with you, entering the big room which seemed to be the dining room.

‘Dinner’s almost ready,’ Draco’s mother said as she smiled, walking to the kitchen to check the food one last time.

‘Good,’ you answered, turning towards Draco and his father, ‘mind if I use the bathroom real quick and wash my hands?’ You showed a grin and frowned a bit. Draco nodded, ignoring his father as he told you were to find it. A quick thank you rolled over your lips and before you knew it, you were already inside.

‘Come on Y/N, you can do this,’ you whispered to you reflection, trying to encourage yourself, ‘it’s all going well right now. Kill it out there.’

You took a deep breathe, fixing your hair and make-up again, washing your hands before exiting the bathroom. That’s when you realized you got lost in the house. It was a bloody maze in your eyes.

Voices were heard, so you assumed it were Draco and his parents and as you were approaching the voices behind the door, you saw it was a direct door to the kitchen and not via the dining room.

The voices belonged to Narcissa and Draco.

‘What a beautiful girl Draco, reminds me of the younger me,’ you heard Narcissa say, making you smile and your heartbeat quicken.

‘She’s the prettiest and sweetest woman alive,’ Draco told his mother, love lacing in his words.

Narcissa laughed and laid her hands on the shoulders of her son. ‘Your father will love her too, darling. She makes you so happy, I’ve never seen you so happy.’

Draco just nodded, hearing things he already knew. You were indeed one of his only lights that brought him happiness and made him turn into a good person. Well, let’s just say you made him have a good side too.

‘You better marry her one day,’ Narcissa smiled while stroking the arms of her only son. Draco laughed and grabbed his mother’s hands.

‘Don’t worry mother, I will,’ he assured her, making her nod.

On the other side of the door, you were almost fainting. A hand clasped in front of your mouth, you silently left the door, finding the other way around immediately as the smile on your face wouldn’t fade away.

When you were in the dining room again, everyone was finally there, Draco sitting on a chair next to an empty chair. The whole table was filled with so much food, you almost lost count of the different meals.

Once you sat down, Lucius lit the candles with his wand and filled all the four glasses with some wine.

‘A toast for Draco and Y/N,’ Narcissa said, raising her glass as you followed her actions. Draco did the same and then everyone looked at Lucius, who still hadn’t raise his glass.

But after a few seconds, his mouth went open, his eyes showing some sympathy as he looked at his loving son.

‘To the beautiful, kind Y/N and my only, dear son Draco,’ he said, finally showing some of his opinion on your relationship.

You smiled, mumbling a ‘cheers’ but you were at cloud nine at the moment, so happy with this meeting.

Soon enough, Draco’s hand found yours, him squeezing your hand a little as you were smiling like a dork, happier than ever before.

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Mirrors // Jungkook

Drabble game request: Jungkook + “Don’t argue. Just do it” + Friends with Benefits au | for @jungkookjpeg & important banana anon

Word count: 3,460 words (idk what happened)

Character: Jungkook x reader

Warning: Smut. A little bit of exhibitionism and a much graphic smut. Please read with much caution.


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Happy New Year!

Above is an end of the year review of what happened in the Gorillaz fandom in  2016 plus some individual character stats and picture tallies. If 2015 was the year of hype, 2016 was the year where the hype died, came back to life, took a few wrong turns and then finally hit its stride by the end of the year. Whether we had official news or not, the fandom STILL made things happen. With 2016 over, it’s looking like we’re finally getting to the album release. Thanks for keeping things interesting during what could have been another year of waiting ❤️.

One note about the picture counts: I didn’t count the times there were duplicates of the same picture, but like, with a different filter or something (example: that  triple Noodle post in different color gradients that counted as one.)

Other stories and events (some of which are ongoing): Guessing the meaning of instagram activity i.e. who is Mavis?, trying to figure out the release date before an actual release date (looking to the number 23 for answers), debate over Noodle (in general), and finally, memes. Feel free to add on anything I may have missed!

anonymous asked:

do you think you could give us some beautiful upd8 eridans? ;;;___; AHHH such a good upd8, i hope youre doin good

I can try! I was so happy about seeing the lil fishnerd again!
At first I planned to leave it at one picture, but then my drawing mojo sorta came back and I wondered: isn’t the last thing he would remember being chainsawed in half? So what if: 

#70- While one of them is on the phone (Sabriel- Sam x Gabriel)

Requested by @comics-and-manga-gurl for my kink list (master list here).

Word Count: 1200ish

Warning: smut, oral sex, semi-public I guess? since they could possibly be heard?

A/N: This is my first Sabriel, and while it’s short, I have to admit I really enjoyed writing them. Won’t be my last. Feedback greatly appreciated!


Sam hears the almost silent rush of wind. Most people wouldn’t. It’s too quiet. But Sam’s not most people. And hunter instinct aside, he would never not hear the flap of wings that brought an angel. Especially his angel.

He turns in his chair, cell phone still pressed to his ear. Dean’s voice rambles on the other side, deep and raspy and irritated at the current mission he was on. But Sam can’t hear him anymore. His senses have all shifted, centered on the angel leaning against the wall, looking right somehow against the backdrop of ugly motel wallpaper.

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Professor Park

Ok so here it is, my first and endless Jimin smut story. I reaaally hope y'all like it. Please don’t be to hard on me, as English isn’t my first language, i really tried to make it as read-able as possible. If it gets enough positive reactions i will think about writing a part 2.

Author: amsimaria

Word count:  4,4K

Feature: Jimin x Reader

Genre: SMUT/ANGST and a little bit of everything i guess 


“Wake up! (Y/N), we’re going to be fucking late again”
You hear your roommate’s voice coming from across the room. You look up, while rubbing your eyes to get a clear sight of the situation. “What time is it?” You ask while slowly sitting up and scratching your head out of confusion.
You see your roommate rushing into her favorite jeans.

“ It’s passed 9 already, we’ve got to leave in like 10 minutes if we still want to make it to Economics.”

Economics was giving by Professor Park, the young handsome professor who you spend way too much time staring at during lectures. You quickly rush into the bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. You didn’t have enough time to pick out a trendy outfit, so you just chose a a baggy vest and summer dress with some ballerina’s to wear under it. You both rush into the halls of the campus on your way to the classroom the lecture is being held in.
Relieved to finally arrive, you stumble in loudly, still laughing about the joke Melanie made about Prof. Park’s nice round butt. You both swallow your laughter after looking into the very quiet, not so amused class and a serious looking Mr. Park.
“ You ladies decides to come early today? ”
“ Sorry professor, we keep getting lost in this gigaaantic place.” Melanie replied in a innocent and childish like tone while moving her hands apart to indicate how big she was talking about.
You could tell he hadn’t had much experience as a professor, as her reply made him act a little uncomfortable.
“ Alright girls, last time.” He said while turning his back towards both of you.
You quickly walk up to find a spot in the back of the room.
At the end of the lecture you grab your bag and make your way towards the door, when a sudden voice stops you from moving.
“ (Y/N) could you come here for a second? ”
You turn around to see Professor Park looking at you.
“ Uh yeah.. Sure professor.” You reply
You tell your friend to wait for you outside before turning around and walking towards the handsome professor.
“ I noticed you are having trouble following my lectures, is there maybe something i can help you with so that your thoughts don’t wander off as much as they do? ”
You felt your face turning red.
Could he have noticed your endless staring at him whenever his plump lips explained the hectic arts of Economics?
Of course he noticed, he’s a teacher. And besides, every time he asked you something you didn’t even know what the question was, let alone having an actual answer.
“ I uh.. I’m just not really into Economics professor.” You said while looking down at your blue and white dotted ballerina shoes.
“ Well, i could help you with learning a few basics maybe? So you could at least know where to get back to if you are completely lost ” He offered kindly.
You restlessly look behind you and back to the ground.
Is he serious? Like you could actually pay attention to stupid economics when you’re in a room with him alone.
You look back at him to find him staring at your chest. He quickly looks up and turns around to take some papers from his desk.

What the hell.. Did he just stare at your breasts?

You look down at your chest, finding your nipples to be pointing straight forward.
Fuck, you were in such a rush this morning that you forgot to put on a bra.
You awkwardly cross your arms against your chest.
He hands over a piece of paper with says “The fine lines of economics”
“ Maybe this can help you.” He says while returning to his desk and sitting down.
“ Thank you professor, i will read it through before coming to class next time ” you thank him before rushing out of the classroom.
You make your way to your second class when you spot Melanie a bit further making her way to the entrance. You take sprint, to get to her before she gets in.

‘’ MELLL!’’

‘’ MELL wait, why didn’t you wait for me asshole? I just went through the most awkward shit ever ’’
“ What? You mean when you were alone with Park? Couldn’t you just text me after? ’’
“ NO I COULDN’T. I had to tell you this in person. I forgot to put on a fucking bra Melanie! He was staring at my rock hard nips.”

“ NO. ”

“ YES! ”

‘’ NO WAY ’’ Melanie says before bursting out of laughter
‘’ YES WAY MEL! Caught him staring at them for like a full 2 seconds.’’
‘’ Fuck my life seriously. He probably thought they were hard because of him.’’ you said while baring your face in the palms of your hands out of shame.

‘’ HAHAHAHA you are such a slut, (Y/N). Hard nips are like a girl-boner. At least that’s what guys think.’’ she says before bursting out again.
“NO THEY’RE NOT. The damn room was cold okay? They weren’t hard because of him JESUS’’

You storm off into the classroom with a red face and your friend still screaming out of laughter and making fun of you.

You both arrive at your dorm room.

‘’ God, i feel so dirty. I haven’t showered this morning and my perverted professor stared at my tits.’’ You sigh while making a staring face with open mouth looking at Melanie’s breasts.
‘’ Yeah the guy’s probably thinking about your tiddies right now ’’ Melanie replies while making a jacking-off motion with her hands.
‘’ Isn’t he like married though?’’ Melanie said while letting herself fall into her bed.
‘’ Seriously? I didn’t even know that? ’’ You look up, shocked and kind of disappointed.
‘’ Yeah i think so, or engaged or something like that. I saw him kiss a woman once before class. It wasn’t french-ing or anything it was classy, like a mall kiss on the lips.’’
‘’Really? Was she pretty?’’ Escaping from your lips, sounding more desperate than you wanted it to sound.

“ Are you jealouuuus..’’ Melanie said while narrowing her eyes at you
‘’ NO, why would i be jealous? He stared at my boobs not the other way around. You snort, sounding overly cocky and headstrong.’’

‘’ She wasn’t ugly. She had a cute doll-like face and she seemed happy.’’ Melanie finally replied.
‘’Hmm.. Well maybe she just doesn’t have nice perky tits like meee’’ You proudly laughed while lifting up your dress and sticking out your tongue before making your way to the bathroom to take a shower.

‘’(Y/N)?’’

‘’What??’’ You yell from out of the shower.

No sound.

‘’What????” You yell a bit louder this time
‘’Let’s go to a bar tonight’’ Melanie replies
‘’Uhh.. Ok but let’s not make it too late, i’ve got a lecture at 11.’’

‘’K.’’

‘’ Which bar are we going? ‘’ You ask while struggling to walk proper on the rough streets with your delicate pumps on.
‘’Uhm.. Let’s not go to that dumb place all the students go to, i’m kinda sick of their faces’’
‘’Ok, so where to then?’’
‘’Let’s go to somewhere more classy.’’ Melanie replied with a calculated grin on her face.

You arrive at this modern-styled bar with handsome looking bartenders wearing tight white blouses with black bowties.

‘’ I already like it here.’’ Melanie said sounding like a little kid in a candy-shop’’
‘’Let’s sit at the bar’’ She said while pointing at a particular spot.

You make your way to the spot Melanie referred to.

‘’ Aren’t you ladies a bit young to hang around a place like this? ’’ A bartender said, pouring a clear drink he’d just shaken up out of his cocktail-shaker into two martini glasses.’’
‘’ Well the bouncer sure as hell didn’t think so, he didn’t even ask us for ID. ’’ Melanie snorted flirty
‘’ Oh well, If i didn’t know any better i’d definitely think you two were early college students.’’ He said while putting the drinks in front of us without taking his eyes of off Melanie’s.
“ Maybe you should find out then.’’ Melanie replied playfully, bringing her glass to her lipstick-red lips and taking a sip, looking back into his eyes.

You start to look around to see if people were paying attention to the two of you.
If he noticed you were college students, wouldn’t the rest notice too?
You suddenly see a familiar face sitting a few tables further. You narrow your eyes to get a better view of the man.
You suddenly recognize him.
You recognize those unique beautiful brown eyes you spend so much time staring at during his lectures.

‘’FUCK. He’s here Mel, he’s here!!’’ You said while nervously yanking on her skirt. Not losing sight of Professor Park
‘’Who? ’’ She looks down at her skirt and then turns her head 180 degrees to see who you’re referring to.
‘’LOOK!’’
“FUCKKK. Park is here!??’’ She said said while looking back at you and then back at him

He notices the commotion and sees you both looking at him. He looks shocked. You and Melanie put on an awkward smile and look back to each other.

‘’(Y/N) he is with his fucking wife’’ Melanie shouted quietly  

You were in such shock that you hadn’t even notice the woman sitting across to him.
Was he really with his wife?
You were so eager to see her face, you had become restless.

“ I want to see her face Mel ’’
‘’ No you don’t. Stop making it more awkward than it already is. ‘’ Melanie whispered in an angry tone.
‘’ He sees us as nothing more than dumb college girls who are seeking attention at a bar like this.’’ She continues.

She was right. You felt embarrassed by the thought of him seeing you act so childish like you just did.
So you decides to act like it was the most normal thing in the world and stood up to walk your way towards the bathroom of the bar.
You wore a little black dress and your legs still had that nice golden bronze color from that day at the beach a few weeks ago. You wore pumps which made your legs even more feminine and you walked passed the couple like your were attempting a Victoria’s Secret runway show.
You saw him looking at you from the corner of your eye, but you decided not to look back at him.
Once in the bathroom you grabbed some mascara and gave your eyes a nice touchup. A few minutes later you walked out and finally saw the woman’s face.
Melanie was right. She was pretty.
A little dull-looking, but she seemed confident enough to not pay you any attention, like you were no match to her.
As you sat back down at the bar chair you saw him looking at you again, as soon as he noticed you looking back, he looked back at the woman and started laughing at something she had just said.
Wow…
He just had the most beautiful smile. He never really smiled like that when you say him during lectures, or even in or around the campus really.

That night you couldn’t stop thinking about him.
How handsome he looked in his casual clothing. Those light blue jeans which showed the lines of his strong muscular thighs so well. How sexy he looked when he pulled his hands through his thick, shiny black hair before bringing the beer-bottle to his plump pink lips and taking a sip.
And how intriguing his gaze was when he looked at you.
Would he fantasize about you when he is laying in bed is with his wife?
Such a naughty thought, but you couldn’t help yourself enjoying thinking about it.

2 Days later.

‘’Ow girl you look so fiiiiinee!!’’ Melanie said in a hoarse voice, looking at your extremely short pastel purple tennis skirt you bought from American Apparel.
“Going for it today huh?’’ She continued
‘’What’s wrong with your voice? Feeling sick’’?
‘’Yeah i’m staying home today, can’t even swallow my own saliva without being in pain, let alone boring lectures all day.

‘’ Is it not to much?’’ You asked completely ignoring what she just said
‘’ Well not if you want Mr. Park to get a boner during lecture.’’ She replied
‘’ Oh shut uppp. I think it looks cute’’ You said while looking at yourself in the mirror.
“He sure will too’’ Melanie said while rolling her eyes away from you and pushing her tongue against the inside of her cheek with a closed mouth.

You put on your low white Converses, give your friend a kiss on her cheek and promising her to bring home some fruit and Thai soup to ease her flu, before quickly leaving the room.

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My brother’s best friend || 3 D.H.

A/N: HERE’S THE THIRD PART! i’m glad my brother is not that overprotective tbh haha. 

Word Count: 1.4K

POV: Reader

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The door was pushed open. The sudden light hurt my eyes. After they had adjusted to the stinging brightness I could clearly see my brother’s angry expression.

“What the hell are you doing?” He shouted wide eyed, staring at the both of us.

It was more than obvious what Dan was here for. He still had one arm slung around my waist and we were awfully close.

I blushed in embarrassment and just wanted to hide behind Dan’s tall figure, but we had to talk this out. I guess I should’ve talked to Phil about this early but I never thought that there was a chance that Dan felt the same way. Now it was too late and my brother had to find out that his little sister and his best friends had feelings for each other the hard way.

“Phil, I’m sorry. I should’ve told you about my crush on Dan.” I apologized, but Phil ignored me.

His eyes had gone cold and he was glaring at Dan. Full on death glare.

“Mate, we didn’t know this was gonna happen-“ Dan started before he got cut off by Phil.

“Get your hands off my sister.” He hissed. I never thought that Phil Lester, the angle on earth, could be that threatening.

“Woah, hey Phil calm-“

“I said get away from her.” Phil growled, causing, me to unwillingly take a few steps away from Dan.

I swallowed hard, I had never imagined Phil to be that mad.

“What makes you think that you can just fool around with my little sister!” he shouted, completely forgetting that I was in the room.

“I asked you to pick her up from school, not to sneak in her room at night!”

The two boys were now dangerously close. Phil was intimidating like I had never seen him before.

“Could you please calm down. We are just two people who like each other okay?” Dan didn’t take a step back although his best friend was nearly pushing him.

At the mention of “we” Phil seemed to realise that I existed too.

“So you like him.” He questioned me unbelievingly and the look on his face made me wish to be able to deny his statement.

Instead I simply nodded and took a step towards Dan again. The tall brown haired boy was about to take my hand in his, but he stopped in the middle of his tracks as my brother cleared his throat as a warning.

“When were you gonna tell me that you are fucking around with my little sister, Howell?”

Phil would normally make sure not to use explicit language, but he really didn’t seem to care anymore.

“I wasn’t fucking around with her, mate!” Dan complained, getting mad as well. Their chests were by now nearly touching and I was scared that one of them would eventually hurt the other.

Both of their eyes were formed into slits as the air was full of tension.

“No? Well then what were you doing? In the middle of the night in my sister’s room?” Phil acted like he was thinking hard, provoking Dan even more.

“Look, we just found out we like each other today. It’s not like we have been hiding this from you for months.” Dan explained in an attempt to calm Phil down.

I was really thankful for the fact that Dan always keeps a clear head no matter how heated the situation may be.

“I don’t care, okay? She is still my little sister.” Phil shouted as his angriness reached another peak.

“Yes, but she is also old enough to date whoever she wants to date!” Dan retorted, wrapping his left arm around my waist. This time not even Phil’s death glare could stop him.

I blushed when Dan mentioned the dating part. He actually wanted to date me. He wanted to be my boyfriend. If the situation hadn’t been that awful I would’ve jumped around with glee.

“She can date, but not you.” Phil hissed with so much finality in his voice that it was scary.

My eyes widened in shock. As I grasped the meaning of his words. He was forbidding our relationship in all honesty.

“That’s not fair!” I shouted outraged.

Dan was right, I was old enough to make my own decisions.

“You are right. Well sometimes the world just isn’t fair, okay? Dan needs to keep his dirty hands of you!”

“He is your best friend. You’d give up your left leg for him, but as soon as he shows any interest in me you suddenly act like he is your archenemy.” I retorted. Phil wasn’t making any sense. He just couldn’t deal with the fact that I had my own life.

“I said no, Y/N. “

“Phil, you can’t stop us from being together. I really like her, I don’t see what’s problem with that.”

Dan was desperate by now. We had never thought that it would be that difficult.

“My problem is that you two dating is not a good idea. You are older than her, you are way more experienced than her, I know your history with girls as well as your intentions and she is my little sister after all! She’s a taboo for you. Got it?” Phil growled his words were final and we knew that nothing we could say could change his mind. Not now. He needed time.

Dan opened his mouth to say something, not giving up that easily but I stopped him by squeezing his hand that I was still holding.

“Thank you for trying, Dan. I don’t think fighting more now would change something. Let’s talk tomorrow.” I whispered, deeply looking into his chocolate brown eyes.

Dan’s eyes softened as he nodded.

“I should leave, shouldn’t I?” he asked.

Before I could answer Phil had already shouted “Yes!”

10 minutes later Dan’s car left our drive way. It was around midnight and I wished he could stay, but I don’t think this house could bare that much tension. I watched him make his way down the road from the kitchen window until his car took a scarp left turn and wasn’t to be seen anymore.

I felt exhausted like I had just worked out for ten straight hours. I was worn out. After the high I felt because of being with Dan I felt dull now.

I let myself fall on my bed face first and couldn’t stop the tears from coming anymore. The hot salty water ran down my cheeks. Dan had feelings for me. He wanted to be my boyfriend but Phil ruined it all. Why was my brother suddenly so overprotective? There was no reason to act like that!

I decided to finally call one of my best friends. She was good at giving advice and she had already helped me with a lot of relationship questions. She was also the only one I had talked about Dan with, she knew I had a major crush on him.

She picked up after it ran a few times, sounding tired. I had probably woken her up and immediately regretted my decision to call her because I felt so bad.

“What’s up?” I heard her say but I couldn’t answer instead I sobbed into the speaker of my phone.

“Y/N, are you okay?” she sounded far more awake now.

I wished she could see me nod so I wouldn’t have to speak. Eventually, I stuttered a few words and she seemed to understand.

“I’ll be at your house in ten minutes.”

Just like she promised her car stopped in the drive way ten minutes later to get me. Since my room was on the ground floor I only had to climb out my window, no heights or jumping involved. I needed to have a long talk and comforting words as well as ice cream right now.

When she started driving to her house I was glad to distance myself from my brother who I normally loved to bits….

“Dan, where is she?!”

Phil shouted into his phone at 1 am. He couldn’t find a way to sleep after being so harsh and rude to his sister and his best friend. He just wanted to apologize, but when he walked into her room it was completely empty.

“Who?”

“Y/N, obviously.” Phil snarled, getting nervous.

“Have you checked her bed?”

“She is not home.”

“Well, she is not at my place either!” Dan couldn’t keep his voice down.

Panic.

so, as a creative person, i’ve decided to stop counting all the days I didn’t do something write/draw/play music/etc. 

so i didn’t do something creative today. there’s most likely a reason. i’m tired from school or work. i’m going through some personal issues. maybe i’m just in a rut.

and guess what?

that’s okay.

i’ve decided instead of making my creative hobby a something that I SHOULD DO, it should just be something I want to do. 

It should always just be something I want to do and if I can’t do it, I promise not to beat myself up over it. 

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Unnecessary long response to this INKtobertale entry. I told you I’d get back at you, @lyoth737!!

This… took a lot more time than I expected. Huh.

Anyway,  Day #31 of the INKtober challenge (list is here)

I actually went into a complete different direction than I wanted, but… ehh. It was fun. I guess this still counts… in a way. Am I cheesy? Or is this just weird? I honestly can’t tell. *shrugs*

Anyway, thanks again for following, I really appreciate it! <3

And thanks again to @lyoth737 for existing, @comyet for creating Ink and this challenge and of course, CQ, or @loverofpiggies, for creating Error and for her plain amazingness.