but it took me 4 days so here


Hey everyone, JAM HERE!

Oh boy! This one took me like 2 days to finish this! XD



(first time drawing characters from OTGW, love that mini series ^-^)




I put 4 different ones because I couldn’t decide which one looked better.

(I’ve been seeing A LOT of people drawing Wirt as the beast AU so I couldn’t resist X3)

Also, my friend keeps saying I’m Wirt XD


Art by me

Wirt belongs to Patrick McHale 

God bless you :3

Originally posted by okota0124


He has this video, saying “GLITCHTALE EPISODE 4 SPOILERS”


He has already uploaded so proudly to his channel. 1 and 5

I commented on it, he ignored me and uploaded even more.

He literally has recorded the entire battle I’ve been animating these past 3 weeks and a half.

And this ass uploads it with a “I hope you enjoy!”

Oh! but cami! you’re so rude to that kid! You can’t send your fans to hate on him! telling him rude things is bad!


What about me? I’m the one who took 6 years of her life to get to where I am

I AM the one who stays awake until 4 AM being sick to finish a single scene of this animation

I AM the one who works her ass off every single damn day to work on this, because I LOVE to do it. Because I LOVE to create.

I AM the one being affected here.

IF YOU want to have empathy for jerks like these. Go ahead. Because I won’t. And I’m in ALL my rights to don’t have it. Because THIS is the kind of IDIOT that has been ruining my will to draw and create the past 2 weeks.

It is my life at risk, and asses like these take it as a joke.

Would you like it if someone took everything you care about and stomp it on the ground? No? Because I don’t. 

And is not about “being rude” or “going too far” because I’ve been getting STOMPED ON, BY EVERYONE this week. And I’m DONE playing the nice guy in the situation.

It is MY WORK and I will NOT allow some ass to ruin it for me. I’ll use any means necessary to take all the videos he has uploaded down. And I’ll make sure that whatever other video he has about me, will never see the platform until I finish this damn episode. And it’s featured for the first time in my channel. 

And if you’re here to tell me “oh cami calm down! ignore it! dont be so rude!” save some time from your life and don’t even BOTHER to write. Because I’m done going that route.

Ten Years (Part 11)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,876

Warnings: language, fluff, confrontation

A/N: Tags are closed. I originally had something completely different written, but it no longer felt like it fit with the narrative here, so I rewrote it. I accidentally increased the amount of parts needed for this story, too. I don’t really know how I feel about it, but I feel like it was necessary. Please don’t hate me, haha. BTW - Thank you so much for the sweet messages, they are simultaneously slaying me and getting me through the day.

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

Originally posted by theimpossibleg1rl

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Gone (Part 1)

“Can I have a request about dean and his wife the reader are fighting about whatever and dean says something about regretting marrying her and she says fine and leaves. He’s devastated and it’s up to Cas and Sam to save the day and reunite them”

“It can be a two part if you’d like”

Requested by: @nervousmemzie

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester

Warnings: Angst

A/N: Here I am! For one thing, I’m sorry it took me so long to write your request; anyway, there you go. I hope you like it, and how you asked, is divided into two parts. The second part I will publish it in a few days. Promised. So .. have fun to read!

Word Count: 1234

*flashbacks in italics*

4.35 a.m.

This is the time that I see light on my phone; a loud noise woke me up suddenly. I get up quickly from the bed and I go out of my room. I know exactly what causes these strange noises. Indeed whoever. I go into the kitchen, and there it is, my husband Dean Winchester, with his head inside the refrigerator. Dean and I have been married for three years; I would have never imagined that he would make me the proposal, we never talked about marriage, and, with our very ‘busy life’, marriage is not something we think about every day. Instead, Dean asked me to marry him with a ring, and he is kneeling. I will never forget that moment; I thought he was joking.

“Hey, Y/n.”
I raise my eyes from my plate, and I see his eyes fixed on me Dean. This is a special evening; after all this time, Dean and I decided to stay a little ‘alone, and to live a night like a normal couple. And so, he took me to dinner at a nice restaurant by candlelight. Perfect.
“I though .. you marry me?”
The water I’m drinking from the glass I almost go sideways, I begin to cough; without giving him an answer, I look at Dean, and I start to laugh, convinced that he is joking. Suddenly, Dean gets up from his chair and walks over to me. As he kneels in front of me, I’m out of breath. I try to talk, to say anything, but in vain. I am too shocked and surprised by what is happening.
“Y/n, will you marry me?”

I approach Dean, and he, hearing the sound of my footsteps, looks up; when he sees me, a smile forming on his face.
Dean comes to me, but he loses his balance, and nearly falls to the ground.
“Dean, what are you doing?”
He tries to kiss me, but I avoid him, and walk away from him. I cross my arms over the chest, and I stare at my husband with angry look.
“Y/n.. come here. We can drink together.”
“You’re joking, right?”
Dean looks up at the sky, and going to one of the chairs at the table, he sits. My husband puts his hands near the head, and began to complain. I roll my eyes, and I get close to him, ready to make him a scolding.
“It’s always the same story with you. You go out, go to drink, and then go home. Heck Dean, by now, you will always smell like alcohol!”
“And do you care what I do?”
I open wide my eyes; the alcohol must have melted his brain. I’m his wife, it is normal that I care for him! It do this a wife who loves her husband? I pass my hand through my hair, and I try not to scream, not to wake Sam.
“For God’s sake, I worry for you. I’m your wife, Dean! ”
“Yeah, maybe I was wrong to marry you.”
I freeze. The breath begins to miss, as I hear the words of Dean that keep buzzing in my head. I look down, and without saying a word, I go striding from the kitchen. I, at first, I headed to the bedroom where Dean and I sleep together, but during my walk in the corridors of the bunker, I change my mind, and I go to my room. As the door closes behind me, the tears start to fall on my face. At first a few sobs, but in the end I burst into tears. I feel my legs weaken, and slowly I sit on the floor, my back against the door. I can’t believe I heard those words from his mouth. Yes, we had some disagreements, and sometimes we fight, but all married couples do. In the end we could always forgive each other. I need him by my side, and not locked up in some seedy bar to drink always. But he really thinks what he said? Dean regretted of marrying me?

When Dean wakes up in his bed, the first thing he notices is the severe headache. Right now, it looks like someone is hitting him with a hammer, just behind the center of the head. Dean turns in his bed, and the second thing he notices is that his wife Y / n is not at his side. The part of the bed where she normally sleeps at the moment is empty. The hunter leans on his elbows, and rubs a hand over his eyes; his head still hurts. Despite the pain, Dean sitting at the edge of the bed, and tries to remember what happened the night before. Dean remembers that he went into a bar, not far from the bunker, and drinking, and many more. A girl had come to him, and had flirted with the hunter, but Dean had not thought twice about sending her away. He’s married, and he loves his wife. In the end, Dean remembers coming home, and that he had spoken with someone.. with Y/n.

.. you get out, go to drink, and you come home late!
.. you smell like alcohol..
..what do you care..
..I matter, I’m your wife!
..maybe I was wrong to marry you..

Dean opens his eyes, remembering his words. Fuck.
The hunter quickly gets up from the bed, and heads to the kitchen; he hopes to find his wife there while is drinking coffee. She will be very angry with him, maybe she does not even speak with him. How the hell has thought Dean to say such a thing? He loves his wife more than anything else, and he never repent of marrying her. She’s his life.
Dean finally arrives in the kitchen, but the only person he sees is his brother Sam. The smaller of the Winchester brother is sitting at the table with a book in his hands; when he feels the presence of his brother, Sam looks up from the book, and frowns, not understanding why Dean is so upset.
“Did you see Y/n?” asks Dean breathless. Sam gets up from his chair and walks over to his brother. He tells to Dean he doesn’t see the girl from the night before, and suddenly, Dean feels the panic and fear invade his body. The hunter tells what happened with Y/n to Sam, and without thinking twice, both Winchester brothers begin to look for the girl down the bunker. Dean and Sam look for in any room, as long as Dean can’t think of a place where Y/n may be hiding. What a fool not to think about her old room from the start. Arrived in front of the door of the room where slept Y/n before, Dean knocks a few times, but no response is received.
“Y/n? Please, answer me! I’m sorry.. for what I said.”
Dean decides to force the doorknob to enter, but he realizes that the door is not locked. He comes quickly into the room, but it soon becomes clear that it is empty. There is nothing in that room, just him.
Dean turns to his brother, he feels the tears filling his green eyes; is not really happening, Dean thinks to himself. This is just a bad dream.
“She’s gone. Y/n is gone. ”

Forever Tag: @hotwinchester

Supernatural Tag: @27bmm

Dean Tag: @love-charmer-sketch

The Girl Made of Starlight (Part 4)

Originally posted by wwhatfinn

The Girl Made of Starlight (Part 4)

Beast!Adam x Reader

Part 1: here    Part 2: here    Part 3: here

Note: Sorry it took me so long to get this part out. My book is going to be released in like five weeks, so needless to say I’ve been a little preoccupied.

As dark began to fall, the air became cold. The chill caused you to pull your cloak closer, trying to get what little warmth you could out of it. In all of your days travelling, it seldom got this cold in the summer, and yet the further you walked, the colder it got.

Your breath came out in front of your face in thick clouds of warmth, and as you continued moving forward, you couldn’t believe your eyes. Snow. In June. Something was amiss here. You could feel it. Something dark. Something magic. And though you wanted to turn back, to return to Villeneuve and try again another day, your heart and your feet seemed to be conspiring against you.

And then you heard a snarl.

It was vicious, hungry, and it was right behind you. A wolf. And then there were five of them. Growling, low to the ground, and ready to pounce. You broke into a run, but you knew it wouldn’t be enough. They were faster than you, there were more of them, and even with your magic, you wouldn’t even stand a chance.


Adam watched in the mirror as the wolves surrounded you, and seconds later, he had run out the front door of the castle as fast as his beastly legs would carry him. He could only pray it would be fast enough. The snow crunched under his paws as he took long, swift strides. The tatters he called clothes waved behind him like a flag of war, ready to open fire on the enemies that dared to threaten you.

You were so close. Closer with every step. It kept him moving forward. The drive to see you…to save you, it pushed him faster and faster until-

Adam tackled the nearest wolf, taking him down with ease. Another jumped onto his back, but he managed to shake it off. He scratched one of the attackers with one of his massive paws, causing a halt in the fight.

“LEAVE HER ALONE!!!” He roared with more emotion and raw anger than he ever had before, baring his sharp fangs. His yell echoed through the trees, through the woods, and scared off several flocks of birds. Though the wolves growled and glared at their large rival who had once again taken something that belonged to them, they backed off, slowly retreating back to where they came, their eyes still locked on him as they left.


You. Were. Terrified.

Not only had a pack of hungry wolves chased you, now a gigantic monstrous beast was standing in front of you. But there was more. He had defended you. Now what? What were his intentions? Had he only saved you to kill you himself?

You lit your palm with pale white light and held it up in defense. He turned to face you.

“W-who are you? What do you want with me?” Your boots sank into the snow as you took a few slow steps back. He took a few steps forward. “S-stay back.” You ordered. Your voice was scared, but firm.

“I’m not going to-”

“Stay back!”


“How do you know my name?” You asked, quickly lowering your hood with your free hand.

“I’ve known you for a very long time.” His voice was low, gentle. He approached slowly. You met his blue eyes, and in his gaze, there was something you hadn’t expected to find: humanity. “Even if you haven’t known me. I care about you. And if you’ll let me, I can keep you safe.”

“You don’t know anything about me.” For a second, your silver eyes began to glow.

“I know you’re running from the darkness.” Adam stated. “I know you’re a child of the stars. And I can help you.”

“Why should I trust you?” You took a small step closer. “How do I know you aren’t working with…him?”

“You have more knowledge than you let on. Feelings of things that have been, that will be. Read me and you’ll know my intentions are pure.”

You felt your soul reach towards him, trying to decipher if his words were truth. In his eyes, you saw kindness, and in his past you saw darkness. And now…there was hope. The creature before you was more than he appeared to be. You could tell that much. There was also magic there. Dark magic with good intentions. It was a part of him, like a handprint on his soul. A scar of something he used to be.

“You said you could protect me. How?”

“My castle is enchanted. You’ll be safe there.”

“People are chasing. Bad people. Dark things.”

“And to get to you, they’ll have to go through me.” He replied. You stared at him for a long moment.

“I’ve never even met you and you’re willing to lay down your life for mine.”

He offered a kind expression.

“Well…I’ve known you all my life. You’ve been there for me in my darkest days. It’s about time I returned the favor.”

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these moments | john shelby

@ateliefloresdaprimavera wanted, and I quote: “happy,married to the love of his life John and [reader] who’s like a daughter to Polly”

hope you like it, hun!

You marched down the street, half angry, half exhausted. Groups of kids were running up and down and you cast an eye out to check whether any of yours were there. Men tipped their caps to you as you passed and you barged your shoulder into Polly’s front door, slamming it behind you.

“I got fucking fired, didn’t I?”

“Lovely to see you too, sweetheart. Sit yourself down. Kettle’s just boiled, you can explain yourself”

You huffed, yanking your scarf off and chucking it over the back of a chair.

“Thanks Pol. Where’s the kids?”

“John’s got them”

“John’s got them?”

Polly cast a look up to you as she brewed the pot and smirked when she saw your confused look.

“He was showing Katie her numbers and the rest wouldn’t let them be, you know what they’re like”

“Sorry, no, go back – John’s got the kids? By himself?”

She chuckled to herself and slid a cup over to you.

“Sit yourself down. And explain”

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Expensive Taste // A.F.I


a/n: I’m gonna make this quick bc my computer is not really cooperating but !!! my first ashton imagine!! ive had this idea forever but it took so long to write but here it is now!! I hope you like it!!

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Movie Night - Page 1 of 4

Ok, here it is, the first page of a 4 page comic i did this past 3 or 4 days.

It’s all hand drawn and inked on paper, but i don’t have the materials for shadows and shading (nor the skills XP), and its been far too long since I used photoshop so It really took me a really long time just to add the graytones.

I’ll try some stuff to see how it looks on paper, but meanwhile i will upload at least 1 page a day.

Hope you like it.

The Contest-Part 17

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest.  They are doing open casting calls all over the country.  Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

A/N: My inspiration for Nikki is the one and only red, @oriona75.  So I am actually telling two stories here, Jared and Readers, and Sam and Gemini’s.  It flips back and forth, so try and keep up! :)

Characters: Jared Padalecki, Reader, Best friend Nikki(OC) Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Mark Sheppard, PA Emily (OC) Cliff, Other Supernatural cast and crew

Master List

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

Jared, Jensen and I flew back to Vancouver the night before shooting resumed for the second half of the season.  I was still reeling from my conversation with Nikki.  

She had texted me while we were in the airport.  

I’m back.  I’m at Misha’s.  Come find me.

As soon as the three of us got in we tossed our stuff in Jared’s apartment and headed over to Misha’s.  I knocked on the door impatiently.  When Nikki opened it, I launched myself at her.  “What the hell Nikki!  Are you trying to kill me?”

“Believe me, we are just as surprised as you.” She assured me.

“I am still trying to wrap my head around the idea of an even smaller version of you.” Jensen said as he gave her a hug.

When Misha came out of the kitchen I grinned at him.  “The idea of a person who is half you and half Nikki terrifies me frankly.”

“I hope it’s a redhead.” Misha said.

“Does your Mom know?” I asked Nikki.

“She is over the goddamn moon! It was all I could do to stop her from coming out here immediately.” Nik said with a groan.

“Oh before I forget, Y/N, I got an email from Andrew Dabb.  He and Bob want to meet with you at 1 PM tomorrow.” 

“Maybe they are going to finally tell me how Gemini exits in a blaze of glory?” I joked.

“Probably saving Sam’s sorry ass!” Jensen commented as Jared punched him.

“Hey, I’m Sam-fucking Winchester! I don’t need saving!” Jared said indignantly.

I smiled sadly at Nikki.  “I guess it’s the beginning of the end.”

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anonymous asked:

Stained glass above radicals, for the title prompt

@obaewankenope, @kyberpunk, @meabhair, @lilyrose225writes, @maawi, @eclipsemidnight 
So remember when I said I was working on title prompts, and one got away from me? That was this one. Honestly, this title is so beautiful, I just – !!!
So the first piece, the one that I’ve linked, it hit the Stained Glass part of the title, but not the Radicals, so now - here, have the Radicals.
(honestly I added like… 4 paragraphs in maybe 10 minutes? just now? and all the rest had been written before??? I’d just realised I didn’t have enough of crèchemaster Anakin and for some odd reason it took me A MONTH??! to add that in, sorry!, brain funnies)
More from the Tahl Lives AU (aka the Blind!Obi-Wan AU also):

One day, not long into Qui-Gon’s newest nightmare of running the Alderaanian Temple, Tahl arrives in a whirlwind of activity and roughly jabs a finger into Qui-Gon’s sternum. 

“You,” she declares, “need an Archivist. Your record-keeping is horrid.” 

Qui-Gon raises his hands and backs away, shamelessly placing his Padawan between them. Obi-Wan takes this in good humour, but he also takes every opportunity to tease his Master afterwards. Qui-Gon does not mind. His Padawan can tease as much as he likes, but he’ll always protect his poor old Master. 

Tahl’s appearance does make things much easier. And it’s not really Qui-Gon’s record-keeping that’s appalling, as it turns out. It’s that the systems in place in this Temple are outdated. Tahl tucks Obi-Wan under her arm and vanishes for three days straight, living on nothing but tea and biscuits – a programmer’s lifestyle that Qui-Gon, frankly, does not approve of. 

“You’re very attached to your Padawan, Qui,” Tahl teases him. 

“Don’t you start,” he grumbles, curling around the same sleeping Padawan protectively on her couch. 

But by then things are already running more smoothly. At least now when they send out messages, there’s a chance someone will hear them. 

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Bts reaction to your naturally curly hair:

Anon requested: Hello darling! Hope you are doing fine! ;) could I request maybe BTS reaction to seeing you first time in curled hair (your natural hair), because you hate it so much that you straighten it non stop so they even didn’t know that you have curly hair. I don’t know it makes sense, but it’s my personal problem. Having curly hair is hell.

Another request that took too long to get done. Thankfully that was the end of it, I am sorry for taking too long, it’s kinda a bit short as well. Thank you anon for the request, btw I have long, overly wavy hair too, but I haven’t straightened it in like 4 years, too lazy. I feel you tho, enjoy :)

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

“Oh my God you look so pretty, come here, let me take pictures” he is going to keep talking about it all day, telling you to keep this look on because he loves it.


Originally posted by jjks

“There is something different about you today…” he is going to say, not exactly being able to tell what. So when you casually say you don’t have your hair straightened, he’ll look dumbfounded while having an internal struggle like why does she straighten it when it looks this gold.


Originally posted by jiminrolls

“Come here and give oppa a hug” but it’s actually just a lame excuse to play with your hair, he will shamelessly ask you to keep it this way as long as he is around, because you look x100 more gorgeous naturally.

Rap monster:

Originally posted by taehyyungs

When you looked not so confident with your look, namjoon noticed and pulled you in for a passionate kiss, not caring who the hell is in the room, “Just look how perfect my jagiya is!”


Originally posted by chimtae

“No you can’t be the pretty one in this relationship” he screams while dramatically dropping to the ground, wailing in demand for you to stop blinding him with your beauty and you be like chill man it’s just hair. He put two and two together pretty quickly and put up this act to give you more confidence in your hair.


Originally posted by mayfifolle

“Wait here” and then disappeared. No goodbye or anything. He just took one look at you and ran the opposite direction. But when he came back he had loads of hair clips and bunny ears like you look so cute I couldn’t waste this opportunity.


Originally posted by jeonify

Probably the only member to find it breathtakingly sexy. Biting his lips as he approached you, he pushed your hip into his and whispered in your ear how beautiful you look and that he can’t keep his hands or eyes off you if you keep doing this to him

things i’ve learnt from that episode of holby:

  • i could probs listen to bernie doing david attenborough impressions all day
  • i could probs watch bernie sitting back + just winging things + having bantz on aau all day
  • i love darla, 10/10, i’m a fan
  • i’m constantly genuinely surprised by how many ppl there r hanging around on darwin
  • every time sacha cries i also cry apparently
  • i’m here 4 the hoodies + tea intervention @ pulses
  • i love morven so much (the yellow sleeves/blue scrubs was gr8)
  • i’m actually lookin forward 2 ollie being on aau
  • jac + matteo continue 2 be a Mess
  • that old guy didn’t let me down bc he took the perfect opportunity 2 make a doctor who joke
  • 4ever a fan of hanssen looming
Just Roommates: Part 5

Plot- Jungkook as your roommate+College Adventures lol.

Characters- Y/N, Jungkook.

Word Count- 1.8k+

Warning- None, but like accidentally touching and stuff. lol.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3  Part 4  

casual texting shit- part 1, part 2  

Are you all even ready?

(A/N- should i give them a leap and put them in 3rd year so i can spice up things a bit more, like add smut and stuff *wink wink*? please do suggest)

<3 much love who are still following this <3



Man, this is so much fun. I am so happy that my ‘hot’ roommate actually took me here, and he was trying to spend time with me. I would seriously be ready to do this with someone like him on any given day. I couldn’t keep his face from coming into my mind.

Pretty odd as it seems, but he was acting strange suddenly. He didn’t make any eye contact with me, and just left… he was inside the tent, basically abandoning me, all alone, into the wilderness.

Strange, indeed.

What was even strange was that, what had gotten into me to suddenly agreeing to this plan.

‘About time, Y/N’, I whispered to myself. ‘I should probably go and sleep too. Long day ahead.’

I waked towards my own tent, to only discover that, we have only had bought, one sleeping bag. And that was with Jungkook.

Well, fuck.

I got inside my tent and zipped it. I removed my jacket and laid over it. I started wondering as to what shall happen next. I was tired and I haven’t spoken to anyone who was close to me, in the past two days.

‘I should probably text my mother,’ I thought.

I got my phone out and I discovered that it was dead. My phone’s battery was over and so was my life. Being an internet addict I was, couldn’t even fathom survival without my phone. HOLY FUCK IM SCREWED. I WAS IN A DESPERATE NEED OF INFORMING MY PARENTS THAT EVERYTHING WAS FINE! JEEZ, WHY ME?! OUT OF ALL DAYS, WHY TODAY?!?!?! FML.

Then it hit me.

I quickly got up and hesitantly walked over to Jungkook’s tent.

“Hey, Jungkook. Are you awake?” I asked from outside. I could tell, he got startled as he immediately opened up and peaked at me.

“Hey, yeah. What’s up?” he told with a little smile.

“Do you, by any chance, have a powerbank or something? My phone died.” I explained, tossing my phone.

“Oh- I don’t think so.” He said.

“Alright.” I awkwardly told and walked away like a meme.

“Hey! You can use mine if you want?” he exclaimed, which made me turn my head back at this handsome fucking hot piece of man.

“You sure? I mean, it’s not that of a big- “he cut me off.

“Y/N, I insist. Please, you should inform someone about this.” He genuinely told.


I was trying my best to hold back the stupid smile that he caused every time he looked at me. but I just, couldn’t.

“Here.” He offered. I took the phone and stood there.

“What aren’t you coming in?” he asked me surprizing. I got shook.

Did he just ask me to get inside his tent? What?

“No, no, I’m fine.” I told.

“STFU Woman, its cold outside, come in.” he snapped as he pointed me to get in.

“Thanks.” I chuckled, uncomfortably.

I dialled my mom’s phone. “Hey mom, it’s me, Y/N.”

“Hi Y/N, how are you, child?” she was really happy to hear from me.

“Okay, so I’m outside and my phone is dead so I want you to not worry about me.” I quickly said.

“Oh, where are- “before she could finish, I told her bye and hung up. I looked over to Jungkook who had raised his eyebrows at me and gave me a smug look.

“Wow, you could talk to her actually. I still have my battery.” He said in a mocking tone.

“Yeah, but you know…” I said and hand over his phone.

“Aren’t you too formal with me?” he abruptly asked making me widen my eyes.

“Um, it’s like been 2 days since we met and I mean, I don’t know!” I hid my face in my palms which made him suppress a laugh.

“Gosh, you’re really weird you know.” I fist bumped my shoulder.


“Haw! How can you just say that!? You’ve just met me.” I stick out my tongue teasing him.

“Well, I did spend the past couple of hours with you and you definitely don’t seem normal to me.” he mocked me back with a sarcastic tone.

“Well, you’re not too normal either.” I pouted playfully at him.

He just gave me his gorgeous smile and that eye smile of his which could actually melt anyone’s heart.

“Dude, seriously.” He said.


I wanted to say something but mouth seemed to have lost words. So I just shrugged it off.

There was a comfortable silence between us. It was rather numbing and calming in a way, unlike before. Sound of the crickets, the movements in the lake were audible, occasionally disturbed by the burning wood that was outside. This was getting strangely stable for me.

I heard him thump down on the sleeping bag and to my surprise, he grabbed my wrist and made me fall besides him.


“What even- “before I could finish he shushed me. “So, you’re my roommate and I don’t want things weird between us ever- “

What the hell do you even mean there hottie

“-Like, let’s start being casual around each other, like roommates… or more like, friends?” He turned around to meet my eyes which were already staring at him.

I nodded because that’s all I could process in that moment. It was the most beautiful moment in my life and in that moment nothing seemed more perfect. Not only was it initiation of a new friendship, but also a start of my own new life as an adult. I was free now. I wasn’t worried and that’s what mattered.

The thing I realised about jungkook was that he didn’t seem to be unnatural. He didn’t feel creepy to even have laid down with. He didn’t seem dangerous. It was rather, a safe feeling, a feeling of being home. I know it had only been a short while, but things were right. So right. I never thought I could get this right, but I did. I was happy.

“Aigo, I’m sleepy. “he stretched his arms making sure not to even have brushed with my body, even accidently.

“Yes you better.” I smiled and got up from there and as I was crawling towards the door, he called me out.

“Yah! Where are you going?” he asked me.

“Um, to my tent?” I said with a confused look.

“Oh please, do you even know, how bloody cold it is? And we don’t even have an extra sleeping bag.” He explained.



I couldn’t process what he had said and in answer I could only tilt my head and hang my jaw low because I just couldn’t think of what to say.

He frowned at me majorly. “What are you waiting for? A snake to come, and eat you alive?”

I just blinked a few times and realised that he had indirectly asked me to get in the bag with him.

“So, like, I should sleep here then?” I asked, obviously.

“Duh?” he gave me the most disgusted look ever which seemed to scream ‘how dumb are you? who even got you graduated’ look.

Without saying a word, I crawled over to him and he made room for me to fit in. To my luck, this one was spacious enough to fit us both, like a burrito. Oh well.

“Wow okay.” I managed to breath out.

“You fine there.” He asked.


“Yeah I guess.” I giggled.


We just laid there staring at the wall of the tent for 12.5 minutes without exchanging any words or movements to avoid any further touching. and the there it was, my bad habit.

I was getting drowsy despite all the activities that had been going on in my heart and mind. I was knocked out.

Tired and asleep, literally next to the guy I met 2 days ago accidently who happened to live with you now.



But despite all that, I was happy that I made this decision. I was happy that I got to talk with her, but I wasn’t happy for the fact that she was so close to me and breathing and having her chest go up and down and I just couldn’t help but notice her face. Even though things were barely visible, I could see her silhouette. The texture of her hair, the way it fell on her face, how she had her lips so moist, how her eye lashed curled like magic and how her little nose scrunched when she senses any sharp air. Gosh, she looked exclusive. Probably the first time ever that I had seen a girl up so close. I don’t want to lie, but damn, she looked so pretty.

I felt an unconscious smile form on my lips and I could feel a bit of adrenaline rush up my stomach. There was something about her, which didn’t make me uncomfortable anymore, enough to give me panic attacks as usual. She was different. I was sure. She had a very positive vibe to her. She was cool and certainly would make my perfect roommate.  

It was about 30 minutes that I had been awake after her. Just as I was about to close my eyes, I felt something. Heavy indeed. Near my thigh. The weight exponentially increased as another second passed. Now, it was on my torso ascending towards my clavicles.


Just as I was processing the situation, I felt her face bury inside the crook of my neck. I could feel her breathing next to my neck and it was bothering me more than anything in the world right now.

‘Jungkook, be strong.’ I reassured myself.  


Thanks if you made it til the end. i really hope you liked it <3 

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So I recently watched Blue Jasmine and thought “What if Jasmine had Instagram?” As you can see, shit’s escalated and I spent 4 days making this useless, yet appealing, shit of something. Anyways, here are the final results. (Click the images for a larger view)

// If you like, please reblog. Do not repost and don’t use without asking for permission.

Prompt 4: Long-Distance Relationship | Lyrics

Long-distance phone calls are so expensive too. :( Not that that ‘s a problem for everyone’s favorite trust fund kid.

(Also, V’s photo is blurry ‘cause Jumin probably took it prior to them going long-distance.)

Here’s to day four of JuminV Week. I am low-key getting kind of tired of drawing these two everyday and my internet connection is making me wanna commit arson. Oh, the things I do for love.

I’ll hopefully be making something for every day of the week so I’ll link all my submissions below:

Day One | Day Two | Day Three | Day Four | Day Five | Day Six | Day Seven


FINALLY IT’S DONE!!! I am so sorry that it took this long to upload the last pages, these has been lying half done on my desk for months now but I just couldn’t find the energy to finish them. Thank you everyone for all your support! And thank you Noblemouse for their lovely story and for being here for me during these months! ♡

First page

Second page

Third page

Original story: Three of a kind

Sequel: Striptionary

Thank you for reading! Have a nice day~  o(≧∇≦o)

Celebrate Me Home - The One With All the Catharsis (Final Part)

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 8.9k ish (nearly half is smut and I don’t even know how that happened)

Warnings: Pain and angst, fighting, SMUT, ORAL (FEMALE RECEIVING), MUTUAL MASTURBASTION (A BRIEF MENTION OF IT), SEX (A TAD BIT DESPERATE), ALL AROUND DIRTY DIRTY DESPERATION, rounded out with a good dose of sap and fluff.

Summary: A Dean Winchester Holiday//Daddy//Bookstore!AU ~ She’s done too much. She’s caused too many problems. Her judgement isn’t the best, but her heart is in the right place. Although, she’s worries that place just may be back in Pine Tree.

A/n: I can’t believe we’ve come to this point. I can’t believe we’re here. This has been such an experience for me. I’m so glad that I took the time to bring this story to life. It had been eating away at me for years and here we are. Thank you all so much for reading and commenting, and reblogging. This part of the story is ending, but this isn’t the last we’ll see of these characters. I promise you that much!

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9

December 26th, 2011…1 Day after Christmas

It happens in an instant. So quickly and without a second thought, in fact, that Cas doesn’t even get a chance to finish his words. He can’t even complete his sentence before y/n is turning the key in her ignition and pulling out of the parking lot she’d taken residence in for the better part of the day.

How she manages to get her car started and on the road without taking out a tree or woodland creature, she doesn’t know. But she’s speeding down the highway in no time, working the back roads like it’s second nature to her, and at this point she’s sure it is.

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