but i really want heaven's feel

You know what? No. I rarely do anyways, but I’m not gonna reblog any “Looks at favorite author’s books and sees heaven, looks at my writing and sees a trash can” type of posts anymore. Is it relatable sometimes? Sure. Everyone has bad self esteem sometimes, especially writers. But is such an idea really what I want to internalize? That my writing is garbage? No. My writing may not be Terry Pratchett’s writing, or Neal Shusterman’s, or Phillipa Gregory’s, but you internalize what you tell yourself, even if you’re laughing while you say it. My writing is okay. Even if I don’t always feel like it’s good, it’s okay. I know it’s a common and #relatable thing to joke about, but I don’t want to anymore. I deserve kindness about my writing within my own brain. My writing and characters and worlds deserve kindness. I might not be phenomenal, not yet, but what I love is not garbage.

Getting paid to draw Opal is always a pleasure and this piece is no exception.

I was listening to a lot of Aimee Mann’s Lost in Space album while sketching initial ideas for this piece.  I wanted to capture that type of peaceful, wistful melancholy that I feel is present in Opal’s character that Aimee’s songs communicate really well.  

Opal is the combination of a gem that was originally from space and a gem that has hardly left Earth, those are some potentially messy feelings to come together.  A longing to leave and a desire to stay.  I also enjoy Pearl and Amethyst representing heaven and earth in way, given their temperaments and origins.  It’s something I feel the location of Giant Woman reflected.

I could yammer on about Opal for a while but alas.

I’ll most likely take on another commission batch around April.  If you’re interested, check out my commission post!

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The ocean chose you for a reason

Positivity Post

Listen, I get that there are some issues with Andromeda. The first few hours of the game really feel like they’re trying to find their footing, which isn’t hard to understand - it must have been really hard and stressful to create a game that measures up to the trilogy.

But I’m really sick of the constant posts shitting all over the game and I’ve talked to lots of people who feel the same. It seems like a lot of people are worried about posting anything positive at all for fear or retribution.

So here, have a nice happy post about some of the AMAZING things about this game, which in my opinion totally holds up as a new addition to the series.

  • Awesome hair animation. I’m totally in love with how natural the hair looks. It moves around, looks great, and flows naturally.
  • The dialogue system. This is probably the first time in a video game that I actually feel like I can develop my own personality and have a truly unique OC. Plus, you can develop different relationships with different characters, which truly makes you feel invested in the world.
  • The side quests. There are some fetch quests, sure, but I’ve never found them to be boring. They’re always grounded in a story. I find the quests to be meaningful and interesting and engaging.
  • SQUAD MATES! This might be the first game where I absolutely adore every single person on your crew. The characters feel real and they all experience really touching character growth over the course of the game.
  • FRIEND DATES!! Maybe my favourite detail that’s been added to this - the nice outings you get with your squad after you earn their loyalty. Every single one was so touching and I treasure those moments.
  • ALIEN SEX okay so I’m obviously biased on that one…
  • Beautiful landscapes. I’ve come across some small landscape bugs, but in general each world feels unique and realistic. I love parking the Nomad on top of a hill and just admiring the scenery.
  • THE NOMAD BANTER! They absolutely nailed the banter in this game, I’ve teared up a few times while listening. I love it when squadmates can help each other with things that you can’t because they have different experiences than you. It feels realistic and wonderful.
  • Truly touching moments. I don’t want to say more for fear of spoiling anything, but I’ve cried so much at this game.
  • RYDER. Holy lord in heaven I love Ryder. They’re so well-written and totally hold their own against Shepard. They experience character development over the course of the game, the voice acting is fantastic, and basically I just really love Ryder holy shit

Please feel free to add your own, I really love this game and I’d love to see more people focusing on the things that make it so incredible.

Also if you see this and absolutely need to be negative, please keep it far away and make your own post. I understand that people have complaints, but I’m 150% done with hearing about them.

Much love to my fellow Andromeda explorers!

“It’s been over a year since my divorce. I’d been married for fifteen years. I was pretty beaten down. Some days I would feel so lonely that I couldn’t even sleep. A friend of mine from work told me to download a dating app. I tried for a long time but nobody was answering me. It was making me feel worse. I wanted to delete it but my friend convinced me to keep trying. Then on January 28th, I saw her picture and gave her a ‘heart.’ And she sent me a message. I said: ‘Wow, this is really happening.’ It’s like she’s an angel who came from heaven to bring light to my life. I love my chocolate bonbon.”

(São Paulo, Brazil)

FANFICTIONS RECCOMENDATION

Ok so, I’ve spent all the easter festivities reading fanfiction, especially Yuri On Ice’s! ( ´ ♡ ` )

So I thought “What about giving credits to these AMAZING works of art and write a little recommendation post on tumblr?”


Because of the enormous amount of ff I decided to divide them in categories: the first part will be about 

OMEGAVERSE!

So if you doesn’t feel comfortable about mpreg, and AOB dynamics pass this post! And  always read the warnings before the ff (ι´Д`)ノ! Some of them will analyse sensitive theme that can offend or triggers someone!  

HERE WE ARE:

Originally posted by asparagusoup


All eyes on me by Kizuna_Auri  

(Ongoing) Vikuuri

Yuuri, under the username of Eros, is a size queen omega who most certainly does not have an obsession with fellow camboy and legendary silver-haired alpha Aria. Just like Phichit is not the most meddlesome roommate known to man.

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) OK THIS FF IS AMAZING, I didn’t know I needed a CamBoy + AOB ff until I read it! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
There is a lot of Smut, really! But even a lot of feelings and cute dorks, they really are obscene and cute at the same time. Totally recommended!



Seventh Heaven (The Lion and the Eagle) by NinjaMatty

(Ongoing) Viktuuri

The war is over. Katsuki Yuuri just wants to go home and forget about it all. But his heroics brought him the unwanted attention of the Emperor of his nation. As a thanks for his bravery, he is gifted an Omega barbarian. He tries to be positive about it, but the present ends up being a poisoned gift indeed. Is keeping Viktor worth the trouble?

I LOVE IT. Really, this mixed a Royalty/war Au with the Omegaverse dynamics without be boring and repetitive!


Panta Rhei by Kashoku

(Ongoing) Viktuuri

This was a mistake. Viktor needed to somehow pry Yuuri off of him and leave the room immediately. Viktor was drunk, and Yuuri was so far beyond gone that there wasn’t even a word for it. But the alpha in Viktor was having an incredibly difficult time resisting the pungent scent of cherry blossoms and ocean that filled his nose. Viktor snapped.

They had been reckless.

Totally recommended! It’s full of Drama and cuteness at the same time!

Originally posted by thranduilings



You Can’t Plan for Everything by RivDeV

(Ongoing) Viktuuri

Yuuri forgets that he has a scheduled heat coming up until it’s just a couple weeks away. He scrambles to get everything ready in time, including deciding whether he’ll spend it alone or with someone. Victor only wants to help.


Ok this fanfiction doesn’t need to be recommended because EVERYONE knows it. And actually it’s one of my favourite at all!!



Shared Gravity by PhoenixWaller 

(Ongoing) Viktuuri

Yuri Katsuki doesn’t advertise his alpha status, in fact he’d rather it be relatively unknown. He feels that he’s never fit the stereotype, and is much happier blending into the background. However, much to his dismay, his alpha instincts are awakened one summer morning. 

At first he’s angry, believing that his new coach, Victor Nikiforov, has brought back an omega in heat for a day of passion. But when he intrudes to order the couple to a safer location he learns the truth. Victor, the most decorated male figure skater ever, has his own secret. From there an inexplicable gravity grows between them, their shared secrets pulling them together in ways that both learn to cherish.

Well this fanfiction is very particular and emotional! I’m really enjoying it.


Someday by Heyitsrah

(Almost Completed) Viktuuri / Otayuri


A now-retired Victor and Yuri suffer the loss of their first baby when Yuri miscarries, and when the time comes for them to try again, they learn that patience really is a virtue.


The best things in life do not come easily.


This is fuckin emotional guys, It’s just that is a very sensitive theme and it totally breaks my heart  

Originally posted by ffsillkms


My Sanctuary 

(Ongoing) Viktuuri


Omegas are rare… like super rare… Male omegas, even more so. Yuuri is one. How is he going to tell Victor? 

Love it… Oh, a lot of shit is going to happen here, embrace yourself!!! 


Not your usual love story by arcsinx

(Ongoing) Otayuri

Baranovskaya’s new face, Yuri Plisetsky (22), who shot in Venice for Vogue’s last edition, was seen accompanied by Otabek Altin (25) as they left a coffeeshop in St Petersburg yesterday. The DJ and voted 2017’s hottest musician, Altin was in the city to compose for Victor Nikiforov’s (30) new movie production. The couple met at the Paris Fashion Week after-party(image) and have been appointed to be secretly dating ever since. An intimate friend claims Altin to be completely besotted with the Russian beauty, having even gifted him a $35,000 diamond collar necklace!

For every Otayuri shippers, this is beautiful!

Originally posted by rirens


Not Alone by DazzledGhosts

(Ongoing) Viktuuri


Katsuki Yuuri has been training alongside Victor in St. Petersburg for a while. He has been so careful for no one to know that he’s an omega. But while skating one day, Victor notices something different. What’s that smell coming from Yuuri’s neck? Without realizing it, he finds a scent suppressant patch on Yuuri’s neck and curiosity wins the better of him. He tugs and is hit directly with that smell of cardamom and honeysuckle.

Victor’s never experienced a such a rut before. And all he knows is that he only wants Yuuri. Not because he’s an omega, but because Yuuri is…. well, is Yuuri. And the Russian refuses to hurt him. To the point where he will bite and hurt himself in the place of marking the other unwillingly. But of course the younger skater is unaware to Victor’s affections.

Unaware to the desperate need and love of Victor Nikiforov.

If you like how dynamics works, this is the fanfiction for you!!!


For now that’s all!

Originally posted by kinbari14

 I really enjoyed reading these ff and I want to share them with you all. These fanfictions update really fast and are really amazing! (≧ω≦)

Let me know if you have read them yet or if you’re going to enjoy them!

´ ▽ ` )ノ  Lia  

NHL!Bitty, Pt. IV - RPF

@missweber requested NHL!Bitty dealing with Hockey RPF. This got a little longer than expected, with a side pairing of Jack/philly-cheesesteak. Takes place a few months into Bitty’s second season with the Schooners. 

Origin: From Samwell to SeattlePart I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season




The most annoying thing is that for all of the ‘Jack/Parse’, ‘Jack/Tater’, ‘Jack/Sid’‘Jack/fucking-every-player-on-the-east-coast’ fic, there are a whopping SIX  ‘Jack/Eric’ fics on Ao3. Six.

On one hand, Eric’s proud they’ve hidden their relationship so well, on the other, Eric is insulted. But really, with their disappointing portmanteau of ‘Jeric’ or ‘Zittle’, it’s not surprising they’re horribly under-appreciated.

“I just wish my fans were more creative.”

Over Skype, Eric watches Jack plow through a Philly cheesesteak with no small measure of jealousy. He’s lonely and hungry, and his asshole boyfriend is doing this on purpose.

“You know,” Jack says, talking out of the side of his half-full mouth, “if you let the Schoons call you ‘Bitty’ our name could have been ‘Zimbits’. That’s kinda on you.”

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Don't be so stupid

Could you do a rough kinky Jerome smut?

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I straighten the covers and place the money in my safe box under the bed. Another night of work. I laugh at my own statement. Ha! Work! All you do is take rejected men’s money for a wild time.

I haven’t been doing this long. Only a couple months, but I’ve made more money than you can believe!

I know how people look at me. I see the stares of shame. How some women cross the street trying to get as far away from me as possible like they might catch something.

They wouldn’t. I don’t let any man go there. Only one man has ever taken me there. Only one man I will ever let go beyond the methods I use on other men. No one has touched me since the day he was murdered.

As I scrub the filth away from my body I think back to how Jerome took me. He had different ways of making me feel head over heels. Some nights he would take me hard and rough where the bed would get close to breaking, than other nights when he was feeling love sick he would worship me. He would thrust passionately kissing my body and telling me how beautiful I am.

I step out of the shower leaving the painful memories behind. I wrap a towel around my body and go down to the kitchen to make a drink. I get out the ingredients for a rock hard drink but then a knock on the door interrupts me.

I sigh and open it to see a man with cash in hand. He raises his brow and pushes past me. Is this really my life? He throws the money at me and sits on the sofa.

I walk over to him and set the cash on the hood in his trousers. “It’s late.” I say and make my way to the door to open it for him. He laughs and throws the cash at me with force. “Suck it whore.” This man was clearly drunk and out of his mind to think he can talk to me like that.

Though financial worries enter my brain. I need the money. I need it to get away from here. I sigh and rest on my knees giving the man what he paid for.

Once done I stand up quickly and feel like I should rinse my mouth out with bleach. Just then another knock rings out. A loud one. One of demand.

I move to open the door. “I can see why you’re so popular dollface.” I grasp the handle hard and turn to him with a displeased expression. “Don’t-” “CALL HER THAT!” A screaming voice beats me to it. I know that voice.

I open the door thinking I’m crazy. I’m hearing voices again. I swing open the door to see him. “J-Jer-” he places his finger against my lips and strides into the room seeing the man. He turns to me with fire in his eyes. “Did he touch you?” I shake my head gripping my towel closer to my body scared.

Jerome comes closer and I take in his appearance. Staples? I have to say it’s not his worst look.

The man on the couch scoffs. “No. She never lets anyone get in there. To stubborn. I’ve got to say she makes up for it man. Come here and sit. She does magic.” Jerome laughs. “Oh I know. She’ll ride me like a good girl any day.” The man once again scoffs. “Ha sure! She’s not gonna let some random person in there!” The man laughs.

Jerome turns to him with a smirk. “Oh I’m not a stranger. I was her first isn’t that right darling?” He asks lifting my chin up. “Well go on baby girl. Tell him how I’m the only one who’s ever touched your pussy.” Jerome moves me in front of the man and grips my hips. “He’s the only man to ever touch my pussy.” I say feeling Jerome move his hand beyond the towel and run his fingers over the skin of my hip. I shiver under his touch missing him exceedingly.

The man on the couch slaps his knee with a jealous expression. “Oh man! Lucky you! You’re okay with her doing this though? That’s what I call a working relationship!” Jerome’s hand goes further and slips between my wet folds. He circles my clit with pressure making my body lean into his. Jerome laughs and removes his hand. Instead he lifts up the back of the towel and grips my ass. “Actually no. You see I’ve been gone for a while. This is news to me. I find this…humiliating, and revolting.” Jerome then fiddled with his own trousers and releases himself. I feel him from behind as he starts to rub his head across my wet folds. The man on the couch just stares as if he’s in heaven.

Jerome laughs. “My my my doll. You really haven’t let anyone touch you. So tight I can even thrust into you, but as for you…enjoying the snow?” Jerome thrusts hard entering me. Filling me up like he use to. I arch back into him wanting more. Needing more. The man on the couch looks at me and nods his head.

Jerome laughs and pulls out a gun. He places the barrel to my head as he continues to thrust into me pulling my hair back. “Should I shoot you? Hm? Do you deserve to live knowing the things you’ve done? You dirty whore. Who do you belong to?” “You. You Jerome!” I moan out enjoying the blissful pleasure he’s bestowing upon me. “That’s right doll! I want you to do so for me okay?” Jerome whispers in my ear. “Shoot him.” Jerome says placing the gun in my hand.

I aim the barrel at him and pull the trigger with a rush enveloping me. The mans blood splatters on the wall and he falls completely limp. Jerome growls and rips the towel away turning me around. “You’re in so much trouble.” He says and pushes me against the wall hiking me up and thrusting into me hard and fast. I place my arms around him moaning his name over and over again. “Say it again doll. Scream it.” He says and moves his hand to rub my clit. I toss my head back against the wall in pure pleasure. “Jerome!” I moan out.

He moves to sit on the couch next to the dead man still spilling blood. “What do you say princess? You wanna ride me?” I nod eagerly and place myself above him cock and sliding down on him. Jerome grips my hips as I bouch on his cock making us both feel pleasures we haven’t had for a year.

Jerome rubs his fingers against the blood on the man’s wound and covers his hand in the thick red liquid. He proceeds to trail his hand down my body making a line from my breast, to my stomach, and right above my crotch. “Ah you’re such a good girl. You’re going to cum aren’t you? Go on doll. Cum for me.” I do as he says and release on him and seconds he fills me up with his own cum.

Jerome moves my hair out of the way and kisses me. “You’re mine. Don’t be so stupid to think otherwise. No other man looks at you. Ever! Understood?” He caresses my cheek with a smile. “Yes J.” He laughs and picks me up. “Then why don’t we make up for lost time? Sound good?” I smile and kiss his nose. “Sounds perfect.”

Originally posted by bonelotus

i’m an angel with a shotgun
fighting til’ the wars won

i have this au idea of levi where he doesn’t really belong in heaven or hell, and this is the result because i have absolutely no restraints when it comes to levi and self-indulgent art

Words Speak Louder Than Actions

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings/Contains: sexting, dirty talk, mention of the word “nut”, mentions of ass eating, no actual penetration, metal arm kink, flirting with a woman, masturbation

Word Count: 2234

bang this might be bad idk (p.s the gif has nothing to do w it lmao it probably would’ve gone better w shoot from the hip)

Originally posted by khalblogo

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anonymous asked:

Can you do one where harry and y/n have to be quite on the tour bus so no one hears them doing the nasty in his bunk

“Quietly, love, don’ wan’ someone to hear us, right?” he moans, he can’t really control his own whimpers.

You haven’t been together for so long so the feeling of his skin is like heaven right now. He wanted this to be fast and quite, just a quickie but it ended up like slow and passionate sex.

“I-i” you try to tell him but the sensation is just too much.

Another wave of hotness and pleasure hits you and he has to cover your mouth with his hand because someone is going to hear you.

“M-my god” he kisses you for a little before trusting the deepest he has ever been in you. “O-oh, my… Y/N, ‘m gon’ cum, i can’t hold it for much longer.”

“Me too, Harry” you whisper, your teeth are biting on his fingers.

“Cover my mouth” he commands, you see how much he’s struggling not to let his orgasm hit him. “Fast.”

By the time he sucks on your fingers, you cum, whimpering and trumbling. He cums right after you, both of you trying to calm down from your hight.

“That was… breathtaking” you say, still not able to slow down your pulse.

“Absolutely” he kisses you, biting and sucking at your bottom lip.

Supernatural Preference- How They React When Someone Asks If They Like You

Dean would just be straight out with how he feels but he’d also be kind of quiet because he wouldn’t want you to hear.
“Wait, Dean, do you like y/n?” Sam asks his older brother with a smirk.
“Yes!” He answers with a whisper shout.
“But if you say anything I will cut all your hair off.” He tells him as he walks out the door. 

Balthazar wouldn’t really want to tell anyone and would get a little defensive when asked.
“Balthazar, do you like that human y/n?” A fellow angel asked him.
“Why is that any of your business?” Balthazar asks the angel.
“It is heavens business.” 
“And I care about this because…?” 
“Because she’s a human and you’re an angel, it’s dangerous!” The angel yells at him as he flies away. 

Samandriel would be rather straight-forward about his feelings towards you when anyone asked.
“Samandriel, do you like y/n?” His older brother Castiel asks.
“Yes, Castiel I believe I do. She’s perfect in every way and I want to be with her always.” He tells his brother, his words filled with emotion.

Crowley would tell it how it is when asked and would  not beat around the bush. 
“Fergus, you like her don’t you?” Rowena asks her son.
“Why yes mother, I do, I do indeed.” He says smiling after y/n. 

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you must be prince charming, 

because when you smile flowers seem to grow

cr. / insp: i & ii

BTS Reacts to their Ex Crying on Stage

Request from: 

@yona–hime

: Can you do a BTS reaction of him seeing you his ex (also an idol) on stage (or on tv) crying because she sang a song that reminded her of him. Thank you, sorry if you didn’t understand me.


A/N: You’re making me want to write a whole series over this now. I might just do that after this… (Note to self: write extremely angsty idol!reader au.) Also, I really wanted the song to be one of my fave sad songs (which is what my whole itunes account is compiled of), but I found a suitable Korean sad song instead for Idol!reader to sing for the kpop industry.

Important Note: So, when I received this request I imagined that y/n and one of the members were forced to break up, but you both still had feelings for each other.

Song: Heaven by Ailee


Taehyung: Seeing you crying up on stage brings Taehyung to tears he doesn’t realize are rolling down his cheeks. Seeing you now pained Taehyung more than he thought. He’d hoped, really hoped that coming here, seeing you tonight, would break the spell you’d cast on his heart, but he realized now that there was no use trying to hide his true feelings. He really missed you.


Jungkook: Jungkook chewed his bottom lip nervously in attempt to not burst into tears. Your angelic, tear-stained face crippled his heart. You were struggling to sing the song properly, but continued on, as is life, and Jungkook realized that he must do the same. But he wasn’t entirely sure that he could get over you. After all, he was still in love with you.

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies


Namjoon: Namjoon couldn’t take his eyes off of you, his mouth agape in complete defeat. He was completely helpless; there was nothing he could do to help you, let alone fix your relationship. He hated how you were up there, trying so hard to remain strong throughout your performance, yet he remained a sitting duck directly in front of the stage; in front of you. There was so much he wished he could do, like pulling you into his arms and reassuring you that everything would work out in the end, but how could he do that when there was absolutely no certainty that things would work out? How could he possibly lie right to your face for the sake of love?


Yoongi: Yoongi couldn’t look at you. He refused to, so he hid his face by turning around in his seat in attempt to ignore everything, but hearing your voice crack killed him. Tears slipped down his cheeks as his small form shook from the power of his uncontrollable sobs. There was never a moment he wished he could stop time until now. He wished that he could forget his career- the thing he had worked towards his whole life- just so that he could run away with you, and keep you safe and happy. Fuck. He loved you so much.


Hoseok: Hobi was too far gone when you started crying. He could no longer control himself the way he knew he needed to for both of your sakes, so he headed off towards the bathrooms where he cried in one of the stalls, still being able to hear your heavenly voice from inside. He hated himself for not being able to control his emotions, but hearing your voice crack, and tears ruin your mascara made him feel wretched. He hated himself even more for being the reason for your tears. He wasn’t sure he could even forgive himself at this point.

Originally posted by featureless-spy


Jin: Jin’s shoulders began shaking as soon as you had made accidental eye contact with him from the stage. The break up had not been easy on him at all. He had fallen hard for you, only for the two of you to be split up in order to keep your image as idols. He didn’t want to be a day without you, and staring into your eyes that night, Jin knew that the feeling was mutual. He cried throughout the performance as you struggled to keep your cool, occasionally glancing over at him with tears streaming down your own face in remembrance of the good times you’d had.


Jimin: Jimin didn’t want to be there, but the boys had dragged him along. He would have been grateful to at least see your face, or hear your voice but you were so broken on stage that Jimin couldn’t care less about what the public thought of them in that moment, if he could only pull you close and hold you until you stopped crying- maybe never letting go at all. However, Yoongi held him back, knowing it wouldn’t end well. Jimin sobbed, wishing he could make your own tears disappear- to take your place so you wouldn’t ruin your own image for the sake of your feelings, but he continued to cry- the tears not letting up even long after you had run off stage.


A/N: Oh god I’m actually crying right now after writing this and putting it together because the thought of the boys so sad makes me really sad. When I was searching for the gifs, I came across one of Jin’s old ones where he was crying right after debut ‘cause he was so stressed and upset and I just afejharheuifg T_T. I’m not okay right now. Somebody hold me. I hope these boys never cry for anything sad or stressful ever again. I wish them a very happy rest of their lives. Thanks again for the ask!!!

*gifs not mine.

Shoutan's Blog Update - 2017-03-13 - Arigatou & Yoroshiku.

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Quartet Night LIVE Evolution 2017


Have safely finished.
Really thank you very much.

This time’s LIVE is, just as Shou nii said in the main part

As our goal to『repay』everyone we repeatedly rehearsed etc. Everyone who we can see who came to the venue, and though we couldn’t see, everyone who came to watch the Live Viewing. Everyone’s smiles, while feeling happiness, while thinking, we stood on the stage.

At 5th rehearsals some days before the real thing the 4 of us gathered! Although there were specific things that happened.

This time, during the rehearsal period for about 1 week, the 4 of us Quartet Night was together the whole time.
In the anime, there were training camps, a lifestyle where they lived together.

Being able to have a taste of that sense, we wondered can the 4 of us gave it our all as 4 on stage and be able to give a believable performance.

Hearing Tatsu nii, Tomo nii, and Shou nii whining, saying they don’t want the live to end, hearing them say such words, really came directly to my chest.

Of course I was like that too.
We were together the whole time after all.
It may be a senpai kouhai relationship but, to me, Reiji, Ranmaru, Camus and Ai’s relationship, having spent such a long time together… It feels like I’ve made 3 older brothers.

The feeling of not wanting to separate has sprung from my heart.

Of course I think, I want to
Be with everyone at the venue, forever.

We did special training for tens of hours.
The moment we felt for 3 hours or so ended just like that. Enphemeral.

But, from now on too, even with that transient part of a bad time, I want to give everyone a taste of that heated time again.
I want to take this feeling and break through to 6th.

Honestly, personally, there were regretful parts as well.

For those parts too!

And, once again, this work

And,


Starish.
Heavens
All of the staff.

My gratefulness to so many of you who love this work.
One more time.


Really, thank you very much.

Yoroshiku onegaishimasu, from now on too!

Quartet Night!









To the next stage.

Thank you.

Baby Jasper

Imagine requested by @aprilgirl03 | “ Also can I get a imagine of you finding out you’re pregnant but not wanting to tell Jasper because you think he might not want the baby because of what Bella went through but Edward ends up telling him? (Sorry if this is so long 😂) thanks again 💗


You sat down on the toilet, not knowing what to do or how to feel. The little pink lines appeared on the tiny screen in your hands. You felt as though the world was crashing around you. How were you going to tell Jasper? How would he feel and what would happen?

You decided not to tell him and talk to Edward instead. He was a big brother to you, and since he’s been through this before, you knew he would be the most understanding.

“Edward, can I speak to you for a minute?” You asked him, motioning for him to follow you into the next room. He was sitting in his living room, playing with his daughter. He could already hear your thoughts and didn’t hesitate to follow you.

“Are you serious?” He asked you, looking you over once. “Jasper’s?”

You nodded knowing that it wasn’t going to be easy to keep things from Edward anymore.

Edwards frozen face worried you until he smiled. “I’m going to be an uncle.” Your eyes widened in shock at his excitement. “Does Jasper know?”

You ferociously shook your head. “You can’t tell him, Edward. I’m scared that he’ll get pissed off at me because he knows what’s going to happen. It happened with you and Bella, remember?” You pointed to your niece.

“But look at what became of that. We have a beautiful daughter and a happy family that is ever growing.” Edward said, taking your hands in his. The worried look on your face wasn’t going away.

“Fine, I won’t tell him, but he will find out eventually.” Edward said. He kissed your cheek and walked back over to his daughter who was watching a movie.

You sighed as you watched Edward with his daughter and started unconsciously rubbing your tummy. Leaving them to their day you went grocery shopping with a lot on your mind.

It was a few hours before you returned back home and you felt an uneasy shift in the atmosphere. Pulling up to the front of the Cullen house, you saw Rosalie, Emmett, and Edward standing outside waiting for you.

“What’s going on guys?” You asked getting out of your car.

“Jasper has gone hiatus looking for you.” Emmett said with a sly smile.

“Why?” You asked dropping the groceries.

Rosalie looked at Edward and then back at you. “Edward might or might not have gotten into an argument about someone with a secret.” She said walking up to you and taking the bags you dropped.

You turned your glaring gaze onto Edward. “YOU TOLD HIM!?” You screamed, knowing that it wouldn’t do anything.

“I didn’t mean to. He knew something was off with you and with me. He said you were keeping to yourself lately and I just…couldn’t help myself.” Edward said ducking his head as a shoe flew through the air.

Hopping towards him with only one shoe left to throw you screamed obscenities at him. You were almost close enough to deliver him a good one when two strong arms encircled your waist.

“That’s enough of that, sunshine. Time to take you for a little walk.” Jaspers voice filled your head and you immediately calmed down. You turned to look at him and started crying.

“I’m so sorry Jasper.” You said, clinging to him. “I wanted to tell you but I got scared.”

He lifted your chin and planted a sweet kiss on your lips. “Let’s walk and talk shall we.” He said lifting you into his arms and carrying you away from the house.

He carried you until you were close to a pond where he sat you down on his lap on a fallen tree. He had his arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly but not too much that it was uncomfortable.

The silence was piercing so you decided to start. “Jasper please forgive me for being so careless. I didn’t mean to let it get this far. I don’t even remember how this happened.” You said, pulling his hand to your face and resting your cheek against his palm. “I was going to tell you, I just didn’t want you to be angry.”

He shifted you slightly until you were able to see his face. His golden eyes piercing your thoughts and making you feel calm and loved. “I could never be angry at you for something that I did, darling.” His sweet texan accent was heaven to your ears.  “In fact, I’m really excited about being a father. I’ve always wanted children but…well…you know.” He said snuggling into your neck. You took a deep breath, feeling all of your worries leave your body.

“It’s going to be difficult but we will find a way to do it.” He said rubbing your tummy and kissing your neck. “I’m going to be a father.” He said whispering into your ear. Chills ran down your body as you relaxed into his arms, knowing that things were going to be just fine.

Young!Sirius Black x Reader Imagine

So here it is, a new Sirius Black imagine.

Originally posted by bentbarnes

You, (Y/N) (Y/L/L) were standing in the middle of the Great Hall staring at your best friend Lily in disbelief. She was saying something now, but you didn’t hear her, you just couldn’t. Your mouth was open a little and your brain was processing the words, sentences, this whole situation that Lily just told you.

It was Monday and it was going as dull as Mondays usually go, but no, not until Lily rushed over to you this morning, angry about that Potter…again.

“Can you believe it, (y/n)?” Lily spoke to you. “That Potter idiot asked me out, yet again!”. You couldn’t help but smile, that boy won’t give up easily. Secretly you knew Lily liked him and she liked the attention he gave her, but she wouldn’t admit that to you, not even to herself. 

“He’s rude and arrogant, but this time he crossed the line.” she said as she tored her toast apart. What could that poor boy possibly say, you thought.

“Don’t you think you’re overreacting Lily?” you chuckled. Lily gave you a serious look and shook her head.

“Wait until you hear this, (y/n). This..this is going to upset you. And that’s okay, because that Black is nothing but a git, just like his friend. I can believe these two-”

“Wait what?” you interrupted her. First she was speaking of James Potter, then suddenly she mentioned Black. As in Sirius Black? The handsomest guy in school? The boy, every girl in Hogwarts dreams about? The one whose smile makes your heart melt and sigh, knowing you will never be able to call him your own? You shook your head, time to return to reality. But, after all the truth was, Sirius Black had every, EVERY girl at his feet. Except for Lily, she was all over James.

“Black? Sirius Black? What did he want?” you ask Lily and begged her to speak more slowly and calmly.

Lily sighed, she was now beginning to tell you what happened, all over again.

“(y/n), this morning James freaking Potter,” she imitated his behaviour, “stopped me in our common room, with his charming best friend, Sirius Black. First Potter was trying to get me bet he’s going to catch the snitch in the next Quidditch game, then the two started asking questions about you. Well, Sirius mostly, but anyway, they were somehow wondering if me and you would go on a double date with them this Friday. To Hogsmeade. Can. You. Believe. It?” she explained, like Peter Pettigrew asked her out. for Godric’s sake, you were screaming inside yourself.

“No.” you breathed out, you still couldn’t believe, The Sirius Black was asking you on a date. Well, on a double date, but that probably meant he wanted to go with you, not Lily, because Lily was James’. You needed to calm down.
“Lily,” you began “are you sure? Did Sirius really say that?”

Lily sighed and shook her head. “I know, I know it’s hard to believe, but unfortunately, yes.”

You smiled to yourself like an idiot. You were in heaven. Yes it was Monday and the weather was boring and you were tired, but the news that Lily told you right now, brightened up your whole day.

“What? Why are you smiling like that? Don’t tell me you want to go?” Lily asked you.

You blushed and said nothing.

“(Y/N)! Did I miss something?”

You placed your hands on your knees and took a deep breath.

“I like him Lily. I really do. He’s sweet, handsome and so funny. I’m sorry if I don’t fulfill your expectations of how I should feel about him, but the truth is, he makes my knees weak, I-I..I think he’s an incredible prankster and his smile..” you sighed.

The redheaded girl looked at you in disbelief.

There was a long silence.

“How come you never told me?” Lily asked quietly.

“Well..I thought it didn’t matter.”

Lily put her head in hands and sighed.

“What’s wrong?” you asked your friend.

“Oh (Y/N), I’m so sorry..I was so dumb. I have no idea how could I..I mean..”

You were confused. Lily was acting really weird. There was something you didn’t know.

As Lily finally looked at you, she started to explain the whole story, the story you were clueless about. A month ago, James Potter came up to her, when she was studying in library. She thought he will ask her out again and rolled her eyes at him, when he approached her.

“Go away Potter, can’t you see I am busy?” She asked the curly boy, while reading her Potions book.

James smiled to the girl, he had crush on since their first grade.

“Don’t worry Lily dear, I won’t bother you with our dates that unfortunately didn’t happen yet.” he spoke.

Lily chuckled. “Oh what a delightful relief. So, what are you here for then?”

James looked around an empty library, wondering if someone’s listening.

“You know Sirius, he..likes this girl and-”

Lily started to laugh. “Really? Which one is his target this week? Marlene McKinnon?”

James gave her a serious look.

“No, he likes your friend - (Y/N) (L/N).”

Now Lily gave him a death glare.

She continued on with the story, how James told her that Sirius likes you and that she didn’t believe that he genuinely likes you, because she flirted and shagged with half of school’s girl population.

“I did a mistake..I told James you hate Sirius.”

Your smile faded and you looked at her with your sad eyes.

“What? Why?”

Lily shook her head. “I thought you did. You know..like I hate James.”

“You don’t hate James, Lily. You like him, as much as he likes you, but you won’t admit that to yourself, because you’re too proud.”

Lily rolled her eyes. “That’s not true!”

You chuckled. “Yes it is, Lils and you know it. But before you assume I hate someone, again, make sure that is true.”

You said before you walked out of the room. You made your way to your dorm and prepared your school belongings. It’s going to be a long day, you thought.

After dinner, you decided to go to read your favorite book in the Gryffindor common room and as you were just about to sit down, someone called your name.

You turned around and saw Hogwarts’s most beautiful face - it was Sirius Black. He smiled at you and stepped closer.

“Yes?” you said with your most calm voice, but it was hard, since his presence gave you shivers down your spine.

He smiled again, revealing his white teeth.

“I hope I don’t interrupt you, I just want to talk to you.” He said politely.

You gave him a smiled and nodded. “Sure.”

Sirius put his hands in his pockets and looked down at you, yes you were a few inches smaller than him. Which made him even more attractive.

“Lily spoke to James this morning.” He began.

You looked away, you knew exactly what that meant. She probably told him that you like Sirius and now you were embarrassed.

Sirius chuckled and said in his low voice “She notified him that you don’t hate me.”

“And that..” he said while leaning closer to you, “made me very happy.”

You smiled. “Why?” was all you could manage to blur out.

“Because I like you. I don’t think that’s a big secret. Everyone seems to know that..except for you.”

He sighed when you said nothing and just stared at you for a couple of minutes.

“…I understand if you don’t feel the same, I just wanted-”

“I do.”

“What’“

“I said that I do. I do feel the same.”

Sirius’ smile grew wider.

“That’s good to know.” he said.


This one sucks. It really sucks. Maybe I should do part two and fix it? I don’t know. I hope u r not reading this and laughing, because it’s stupid and so bad. I am tired and in a bad mood. sorry

Anonymous said:Absolutely love your last set of ‘dark’ hero/villain prompts! Could you give us some more? The darker the better! // kelsibetsy said:More dark Hero and Villain prompts? I love your blog so much, you’re awesome! 😙

Anonymous said:Sorry to ask, but could you write some more villain torturing the hero prompts? Maybe with the hero’s lover or rival mixed in there somewhere as well? 


1) “What do you think your friends would say if they could see you like this?” The villain edged backwards on the floor, eyes fixed on the hero advancing slowly towards them. 
“I imagine they’d be horribly disappointed in me,” the hero replied. “But oh, would you look at that…” They made a mocking show of scanning the surrounding area. “They’re not here.” And they they stamped their foot down on the villain’s injury. 


2) “This would all go so much easier for you if you’d just cry for me,” the supervillain murmured. There was power in those tears, healing, immortal life. The superhero’s eyes were dazed. 
The villain shifted the device that kept them from healing, watching as bones snapped back into place and scars faded to flawless, unmarked skin. 
“You’ll have to kill me.”
“Oh, I don’t think even I could manage that. You’re my miracle cure, aren’t you?” They set the device down again and started over.


3) “You killed my friends.” The hero trailed their fingers up the villain’s tensed muscles. “You killed my family. “ They caressed the pulse beating frantically in the villain’s throat. “You’re all I have left, just like you always wanted…” Their grip tightened, nails biting in as the villain gasped for breath. “Do you really think I’m ever going to let you go?” 


4) The hero’s fingers flexed against the cuff, watching as the villain carefully injected the contents of the syringe into their vein. 
“What is that?” They glanced warily over to their lover through the thick glass, stuck in an identical, mirrored set up. The villain’s minion injected a dose into their lover’s arm. Unease deepened, before vanishing entirely. 
“Heaven,” the villain said. “I made it myself, just for you.” 
The happiness kicked in a moment later, euphoria, bliss, every other synonym in the world for feeling good. Heaven. “When you want more,” the villain murmured. “And trust me, you will need more, just hit this button here by your other hand. It will put a volt through your beloved’s body. Just a little one.” 
Somehow, they didn’t think it would stay so little after the first time. 

Comfort

The table was silent. Everyone was eating there food and no one was looking at Ty, except for Kit. The Blackthorn’s had tried to have a nice meal for Ty’s birthday but the first without Livvy was becoming too painful to bare. Cristina was trying to make pleasant conversation with Mark and Emma but the words came out dead. Julian sat at the table head in his hands his meal untouched. Emma leant over to whisper something to him and with a sigh he scrapped some of the food into his mouth.

Ty hadn’t said a word the whole meal, in fact he hadn’t moved since taking the seat next to Kit. His eyes were just fixed on the plate not really looking at the food just trapped in a situation he wanted out of. He had told Kit the night before he didn’t want anything for his birthday, that he didn’t want anything for his birthday ever again. But when you have a family around you that love you dearly they weren’t going to let your sixteenth pass without some recognition. Kit just hated seeing the pain etched into ever line of Ty’s face, the way his frown had deepened and his jaw had locked in place. This was agony for him.

“I think we’re done with dinner,” Julian said weakly. He stood stiffly collecting the plates up and making his way from the room. Emma followed him. Kit almost rolled his eyes, the two of them had almost completely given up the pretence of their non-existent relationship in the aftermath. Which meant they were happier despite everything. But today was not a day for rolling eyes. Kit glanced at Ty again seeing his arm shifting slightly at his side. There was a light tapping on the table, a strict rhythm beating out over and over again.

In the other room there was a crash and a curse from Julian. Dru sat opposite wiping her face as a couple of tears had escaped. Grief was painful, Kit knew that but he couldn’t help but feel like an intruder. This was a family in mourning, and they’d be in mourning from now on. Only problem he had was that he hadn’t known Livvy long enough, sure they’d shared a hasty kiss that meant nothing but he didn’t know her. He couldn’t even say what her favourite colour was. But Ty had asked him to be there, and that had decided everything for him. He had suggested missing it but Ty had clamped down on that idea.

Julian re-entered looked round the room and said, “Cake’s coming.”

It was a declaration that woke up the table slightly. Even Diana perked up and she looked almost as miserable as Julian had. Emma entered with a cake shaped suspiciously like a book with sixteen candles flickering away. A rousing chorus of ‘Happy Birthday’ was attempted but fell flat almost like a funeral dirge. The cake was right in front of Ty but he still didn’t move. Candles were dripping wax onto the icing but Ty didn’t move.

Then he lifted one hand up from his lap and pushed the cake away. His hand was quivering and so were his lips. Without thinking Kit reached out and placed his hand on top of Ty’s. Grey eyes met his and Kit could see the tears swimming ready to tip over. Ty laced his fingers into Kit’s and Kit squeezed, he had to feel it, really feel it.

“Can I go now?” Ty whispered his voice so vulnerable Kit wanted to hug him there and then. To grip him tight and not let go, let him know that the world may have lost a warrior but heaven had gained an angel. That he would be there for him forever if necessary because Livvy wasn’t going to be. No one replied to Ty so he leant over to Kit and rested his head on his shoulder. Kit wrapped his arms around him tight aware that everyone was watching but let them watch, he wasn’t going to be ashamed to comfort his boyfriend, not that any of them knew that. Ty shook with sobs and Kit just stayed there letting them shake him too.