but i really hope it helped you

Loss (Act II), Part Eleven

While I love people in “real life” greatly, I have made some wonderful friends in this community and they have been helping hold me together through this little stretch of life/career bumpiness. When I didn’t want to write because real life was beating me up, @sassenachwaffles​, @kkruml​, @thefraserwitch​, @notevenjokingfic​, and @kalendraashtar​ helped me realize that was just effing fine. To those of you who sent me kind words and simply stuck by, understanding, thank you. I love you and appreciate you all. 💜

This part took some love from Kristin and Tat. And I love them for it.

Loss: Act I and ficlets

Loss: Act II: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine Part Ten

Loss: Act II
Part Eleven (Jamie’s Point of View)

Strange. The things you remember. The people. The places. The moments in time, burned into your heart forever, while others fade in the mist. I’ve always known I’ve lived a life different from other men. And when I was a lad, I saw no path before me. I simply took a step and then another. Ever forward. Ever onward. Rushing towards some place I knew not where.  And one day, I turned around and looked back and saw that each step I’d taken was a choice. To go left. To go right. To go forward. Or even not go at all. Every day, every man has a choice. Between right and wrong.  Between love and hate.  Sometimes, between life and death. And the sum of those choices become your life.

The constructs of reality and time were incomprehensible to me.  The fact that they had once been real was at the same time undeniable and unfathomable.  Generally, hours were carefully measured by a watch, the pieces of my day pre-destined for certain purposes.  Days were doled out into weekdays and weekends, organized on a calendar.

Choice after choice. Life and death. Forward or not to go at all.

On my back in the desert and then an ambulance. Knee-deep in puddles of white light, commands to breathe and don’t you fucking die on me. The hollow cavern of my chest silent, heart having stopped, the quiet mumble of Claire next to me. Her fingers were wound into the front of her wedding dress, worrying the lace.  The quiet, leaking crimson saturating the fabric from the place where we had made our blood oath. Eyes cast down at her hands, she said, “I need you.”

Gasping, I reached for her. Without touching me, she placed a choice in my hand. It had mass to it –– a sphere that fit in the palm of my hand. Heavy.  Smooth. Milky with the thousands of memories made and a thousand more yet to be.

Life. Death. A choice to be made.

Choose me, Jamie.

And then I chose to fight. It was the only choice that would lead me to her. To life. Our life.

Again and again, I chose it.

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So we did a secret server swap on the Kacchako Server i’m in and my giftee was the wonderful @gravitysoda !! Hope you like it u lovely, amazing ray of sunshine!! (。・ω・。)ノ♡

Used the prompt: Ochako and Bakugou having a workout session and that infamous scene from the kdrama - Secret Garden popped in and tried to work it through QwQ.

  Wanna say that i always wanted to draw them working out and sparring and while i was working on this during a time when some stressful things were happening irl; it helped me relax and feel much much better…thank you for giving me such an opportunity ( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

please dont use/repost without permission 

Headcanon: Cooking with Ivar

A/N: this was requested by @dangerousvikings - love you babe & I hope you like it || gif is mine || requests are open

- Ivar would love to watch you cooking for him. 

- He‘d snuggle up against you, head on your shoulder, arms wrapped around you “hmmm… what‘s for dinner, love?”

- You‘re in such a hurry and so focused that you can‘t even answer him properly. Realizing this, Ivar is eager to help you…

-…but at first he’d stand in the way. He has no idea where anything is (even though it is his own kitchen)

- He really wants to make a good job helping you but causes a mess instead!! :: he uses all different kinds of bowls, plates, knives…ohh…soo many knives, and pans - yet only half of them are necessary for the preparation

- Ivar has never cooked a dish before but wants to proof that he‘s a decent cook: “It can‘t be that hard, right?!”

- .. and he is indeed a quick learner

- He’d like to prepare the main course (any kind of meat) but not the sides

- He‘d want to test taste everything - multiple times!

- He‘d dip his fingers into sauces, lick the cooking spoon, lick his fingers, lick YOUR fingers…

- …and always kiss you in between

- He’d love it when you compliment him “You’re surprisingly good at this, Ivar.” – “I know, (y/n)” 

- He’d pout when you ask him to wash the dishes yet he eventually agrees on helping you with that too.


Tagging: @dangerousvikings @akamaiden @tephi101 @imgoldielikehawn @laketaj24 @grungyblonde @lupy22 @hail-kattegat @vikingsmania @smile-sugar @irishhiggins @sallylebecks @tgrrose @ivarsshieldmadien @ivarswickedqueen @shutter-bug124 @filthy-lil-thing @xinyourdreamsx

anonymous asked:

please, scenario of bakugo when he tries on his new winteroutfit for the first time and his s/o get all blushy and shy and finally reveals he looks really handsome??

That winter outfit is bomb

Thank you for the request! I hope you like it!

“Tch, what are you staring at me like that for?” Bakugou confronted his lover, walking with them to their chosen training grounds to practice together. It was freezing outside, and having just gotten his winter costume in, he had been dying to try it out. Sure, there wasn’t all that much of a change, except for the fact that everything but his face felt like he was in an oven. The collar that came up to his nose helped to deter the chilly breeze, and he was content with the changes. All except for the weird looks his lover had been giving him the entire time. That was irritating him.

His words only made her face flush darker as she pulled her gaze from him, nervously fiddling with a piece of her costume. “I’m not staring at you, Katsuki…”  Still, Bakugou noticed her eyes dart back to him and he huffed in mild annoyance. “Yes you are. It’s like you can’t keep your eyes off me. Tell me why!” He nudged her in the arm with his gauntlet, making her stumble over her feet a bit before regaining her balance. Her face only darkened as she shook her head, reaching over to smack him on the shoulder, hitting him a bit harder than she originally planned in her flustered state. “S-shut up! It’s nothing to be freaking out about!”

Bakugou growled as he glared down at her, hissing between his teeth. “You’re being seriously annoying. What is it?! Do I have shit on my face or boogers hanging out of my fucking nose?!” Although she was obviously embarrassed, she began to laugh, and Bakugou could feel a heat building at the tips of his ears. “Don’t laugh at me! Will you just spit it out!”

After calming, his lover smiled up at him, her flushed features only making her look more adorable and calming his annoyance just a bit. Bakugou hated that she could do that to him, just smile or look at him a certain way and all his frustrations would be flushed away by stupid fluffy feelings. She’s so damn cute, especially in her costume. “Well?!”

Gripping onto his upper arm gently, she pulled him to a stop, and they turned to face each other. Though, she had her eyes downcast again, once again fiddling with the same piece of her costume. “It’s just… Your new winter outfit. It, uhm…” Bakugou’s eyes darted down to her feet for a moment as she rolled a rock about, deciding to just wait silently instead of continuing to bombard her with demands. Whatever it was, she was shy to admit it, and though her posture and expressions were adorable, he was on the verge of exploding with curiosity. He needed to know.

Was it ugly? Was it ripped somewhere? Did it make him look like a nerd? Was his mask on crooked?

“It just… Makes you look really handsome.”

“Eh?” Bakugou took a moment to process her words, before the fire in his ears spread all the way across his cheeks. Now, it was his turn to be flustered, turning and storming his way back down the path. “No it doesn’t! It’s not even that big of a fucking change!” He couldn’t believe it. That was the reason for all her staring and blushing? “How could I look more handsome, it covers half my fucking face!” Her giggling followed after him, able to hear her footsteps catching up quickly. “But it does, Katsuki! See, this is why I didn’t want to tell you, you get all embarrassed!”

“I’m not embarrassed!” He snapped at her, tilting his head a bit more behind the collar of his top, trying to hide the raging blush on his face. “It’s stupid! All I did was add a collar and cover my shoulders!”

“And that makes you super hot.”

“Shut up before I destroy you.”

I promised Garycato and Garycato you all shall receive!! Look at me gay boys. AH LOVE THEM. Btw, this is a commissioned Garycato! I got inspiration from Space Dork in amino. I had permission to redraw one of her drawings so it is all cool! I suggest checking out her page! It is very cute!! I love her style!

I hope you guys love this as much as I do. 😊


I wanted to post this the day after I finished it but things happen don’t they? I just really hope the person that commissioned this is okay. If you are reading this, remember that people out here love you! Some things are out of our control so when things happen, we shouldn’t blame ourselves. Time will help you heal and until then, your friends and I will be waiting for you 💕💕

anonymous asked:

I’m also IN LOVE with Kokichi, although I have trouble drawing him (more specifically his hair,) I don’t mean to trouble you, but could you do a short step-by-step how you draw Kokichi?


tbh i also have troubles with his lovely hairstyle, youre not alone lol 

Everyone got their own way to draw kokichis hair so you dont really have to follow these steps but..uh y ea??? i hope it helped you a little bit tho kdfhsfh, GL!!

dailyojiromashirao  asked:

Hello! I love your blog and I was wondering if I could request scenario for Ojiro. Having it be Valentine's day and he decides to make some chocolates for his crush to ask her out on a date but he ends up getting nervous and seeks the help of the guys to do it

Sooo, I kind of got carried away with this one. It’s not exactly him asking his crush on a date but it’s similar? Anyway, I really loved writing this and I hope you like it too. ^_^ I put a line break because this is pretty lengthy, like I said, I got carried away. <3

Originally posted by heavysplatling-remade

Black eyes watched you as you walked from desk to desk, handing out small bags full of heart shaped cookies you made. A bright and friendly smile remained on your face and a pink dusted your cheeks as you’d scratch the back of your neck as your classmates thanked you. You were so shy sometimes when people acknowledged you and it was too adorable to a certain someone.

“So!”, a suave and familiar voice spoke out from behind Ojiro as he felt hands around the fluffy end of his tail, “Did you give (Y/N) those chocolates yet?”

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anonymous asked:

Hi feynites! This may be a weird question but if you don't mind, can I ask what your day job is? I really look up to you, and I'm having a hard time figuring out what career I can get in to. I can't seem to find a balance between writing and being an Adult in the real world, and I was hoping knowing what other writers do for a living would help give perspective. Hopefully this isn't too weird, and thank you!

Hi Anon!

This isn’t too weird, but because I don’t really want any intersections with my work life and fandom life, I’m gonna be pretty vague. I do what is basically office work, just, not in the typical shiny office building. I work for a mill, and have also worked for a mine, and in retail. I’ve never really loved any of my jobs.

Balancing work and hobbies can be a really personal thing that takes a lot of figuring out. Some people go the obvious route of trying to make their hobby into their career, but there’s a downside to that which is that making something you love doing into something you need to do in order to survive, can suck a lot of the enjoyment out of it, too.

In my case, I’ve found it’s better to just totally separate the two. Work is work, it’s not my passion, it’s something I do to pay the bills. When I am done with my work tasks I go and do the things I love. But that’s only a system that I can manage because my work generally doesn’t exhaust me. When I was in retail it did and it sucked and I hated it.

So my advice is, if you can’t do what you love for a living (or if you find that doesn’t work out for some reason), try and find something that doesn’t drain you so badly that you can’t do anything else with your time. I know it’s often a luxury to be able to choose, but that’s what I ended up aiming for. ‘Something that does not suck the soul right out of me’. Then once you’ve adjusted to having these work tasks in your daily life, and your job is something you can do relatively automatically, you start filling up the rest of your life with whatever makes you happiest. 

Drabble #4

requested by @seoulhyungs “97, 99 & 100 w mark x reader oh my GOD <3″

this is real sweet! i hope you like it, love <3


Being Mark Lee required a lot of hard work. 

From balancing three units, maintaining his rap and dance skills, and trying his best to keep you happy, he was bound to mess up sometimes. He was always easy to forgive. You knew how hard he worked every day, and the fact that he was a mild over achiever didn’t help. 

But sometimes. 

Sometimes things really get to you too. And being Y/N L/N required a lot of hard work. 

It’s not that easy.” You say trying to keep from getting too worked up, but that proved very difficult. 

“None of this is easy, Y/N.” He argues back, exhausted you two even have to fight about something this silly. 

You stay quiet, wanting to retort and be right but knowing his words had truth, and the last thing you really wanted to do was hurt him. You sat back on the frame of the couch, sighing and running a hand through your hair until Mark had it in him to speak up again from his place by the kitchen table. 

I fell in love with you.” He pauses, slightly shaking his head with a quiet voice. “Not them.

And now everything begins to hurt a little more. Aching just a little bit to make your heart swell in a way you hoped it wouldn’t. 

Pushing yourself off the couch you walk over to him with slow steps, refraining from making eye contact. He takes your hands in his, his thumb running over your knuckles.

The whole house goes quiet, only the soft groans that marked it’s old age could be heard. 

You’re the only one I want to wake up next to.” He says now, pulling your hands to wrap his arms around you and have you collapse into his hold. 

anonymous asked:

I almost gave up cosplaying my kenku bc I was so intimidated! You really helped me out thanks so much for the tutorials xx

Horray!!! I’m glad you didn’t give up!! I hope your kenku costume is going well and that you have a lot of fun with it. If you feel like sending pictures, I’d love to see! :D

Good luck with your project!!!!! You can do it!!!

Chapter 1: Sophomore Year (Unseen Series)

A/N: This is my very first fic! I really hope you guys like it!! Special thanks to @thelittlestkitsune for proofreading and helping me come up with the title!

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N and Lydia Martin are best friends, who are at the top of their school’s social ladder. When they meet Allison Argent, they have no clue all of the trouble her new boy friend, Scott McCall and his best friend, Stiles Stilinski will soon get them into.

Pairing: Reader x OMC, Lydia x Jackson, Scott x Allison

Warnings: uuummm, all I can think of is that Y/N is pretty conceited and rude in this chapter.

Word count: 2,619

Chapter 2

Originally posted by scottstiles

“Lydia, seriously! Your makeup looks fine. Let’s go already!”

It was your first day of sophomore year at Beacon Hills High, and you didn’t want to be late for the first day of classes. You sighed and rolled your eyes at your best friend, who was taking more than enough time to touch up her red lipstick.

“Be patient, Y/N. You can’t rush perfection.”

She closed the cap of her lipstick, and opened the door to her car. She  got out, linked arms with you and smiled, and the two of you made your way into the school.

Lydia was pretty popular, but you were always number one. Ever since the third grade when you moved to Beacon Hills.

You and Lydia had met your first day at Beacon Hills Elementary. You were on the swings at recess when the small, red headed girl approached you. She asked if you wanted to play with her. Ever since then you two were inseparable.

You guys made it just outside the doors to the building, when you overheard two boys talking.

“…I mean this is seriously going to be the best thing to happen to this town since…”

He noticed you two walking past him.

“Since the birth of Y/N Y/L/N. Hey, Y/N!”

You didn’t even flinch when he said your name. After all, you were used to guys hitting on you constantly. The two of you walked into the building, not paying the boys any mind.

“You look… like you’re gonna ignore me.”

When you made it to your first class, you and your best friend found two seats in the back right next to each other. Lydia turned to you and stifled a laugh.

“That guy is totally obsessed with you!”

You set your backpack down on the ground and sat down, she did the same.

“What guy?” You asked, having already completely forgotten about it.

“You really didn’t notice that kid with the buzzcut drooling over you?”

“It’s pretty hard to when stuff like that happens, like, every single time I walk past a guy.”

Lydia rolled her eyes and sat back in her seat, smirking when she noticed him and his best friend walk into the class together.

“Looks like we have first period with him. What do you think, Y/N?”

She gestured towards the boy, whose name you didn’t even know.

“Eh, he’s okay. Not really my type. Besides, I didn’t even know he existed until now. And I already have a boyfriend”

Your classes went by quickly. It was already lunchtime and you got your lunch out of your bag, there was no way you were going to eat cafeteria food. You and Lydia walked out of fourth period and into the lunch room. You sat down at your usual lunch table from last year and opened your bag. You pulled out two bags of grapes and handed one to Lydia, you guys always shared food and today was your turn to bring it.

“Hey, Y/N!”

You looked up to see Jackson Whitmore smiling down at you. The two of you were pretty close, but you made sure you kept your distance from him as much as you could, considering he was dating your best friend. You smiled at him as his eyes shifted over to Lydia.


Lydia got up, hugged him, and sat back down next to you. After a few minutes, Alex, your boyfriend, and Danny joined your group.

Alex had light brown hair that went just past his ears, and gorgeous blue eyes that twinkled when he saw you. His muscles were showing through his navy blue t-shirt, and his black jogger pants suited him well.

You guys met in the middle of freshman year when he transferred to your school. You two were close friends for three months before he finally asked you out.  All the girls were always pining after him, but, being the most popular girl in school, he only ever noticed you.

You felt eyes on you and you looked around the cafeteria, trying to find whoever was staring at you. Your eyes soon landed on the boy with the buzzcut. You rolled your eyes and turned back in your seat.

‘Figures’, you thought.

The boy turned around, and got his best friend’s attention.

“Oh, my gosh! Scotty! Y/N just looked right at me!”

“Yeah, probably because you’ve been staring at her for the past fifteen minutes.”

“Either way, she still acknowledged my presence! Which is only phase one of my five year plan to get Y/N to fall in love with me.”

“Stiles, I doubt she’s going to fall in love with you. I mean, she’s dating Alex Marshall. You’re clearly not her type, dude.”

“I seriously don’t understand what she even sees in him.” he replied, rolling his eyes and giving his attention back to his lunch.

The school day was over and you walked over to your locker to put your AP History, which was your last class of the day, book into your locker. You were texting Alex, telling him you were going to be watching lacrosse practice after school, when you collided with a brunette girl and fell to the floor.

“Oh, my god! I’m so sorry! I was distracted by my phone.”

“Don’t worry, it’s fine I wasn’t paying attention either.” You replied, looking around for your phone.

She noticed you looking around for your phone and looked around with you. The brunette saw it behind her and picked it up. She handed it to you with a smile. You accepted it and stood up, she did the same.

“Are you new?”

“Is it that obvious?” The two of you chuckled.

“No, its just… if I had known you before, we would probably be best friends. I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“Allison” She grinned.

You heard high heeled boots clicking against the floor behind you and instantly new who it was.

“Who’s this?” Lydia asked, smiling at the new girl.

“This is Allison, my new friend.”

“Hi, Allison. I’m Lydia! Y/N’s best friend.”

Allison smiled and opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Lydia.

“That jacket is killer! Where’d you get it?”

“My, um, my mom was a buyer for a boutique back in San Francisco.”

“And you, are my new best friend.”

Allison giggled nervously, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Hey, Allison why don’t you come and join us! We’re watching lacrosse practice. Maybe you can spot a potential boyfriend. It shouldn’t be that hard, you’re gorgeous.”  Lydia suggested.

“Thank you! And I would love to join you guys! I just need to put my books in my locker first.”

“Sweet! We’ll meet you there.”

The brunette walked away from you and Lydia. You finished putting your things in your locker. You guys walked to the lacrosse field, laughing and talking about your new friend.

When you made it there, you were instantly greeted by Alex, who picked you up and swung you around. You let out a small scream, startled by the gesture.

“Hey, babe! You look beautiful, as always.” Alex said.

You smiled and placed a quick kiss onto his lips, before waving goodbye and heading up the bleachers with Lydia.

“Jealousy is not a good look on you, Stiles.” Scott informed him, gesturing towards you and Lydia walking away from Alex.

“Shut up!” Stiles replied, playfully hitting him.

After twenty minutes of practice passed by, you looked at the building and saw Allison heading over to the bleachers. You waved her over and she looked over at you and smiled wide.

The three of you talked for the remainder of the practice, not even realizing that practice was practically over.

You looked down and noticed Jackson and Alex walking over to you guys. They were pretty good friends since they were always hanging around each other since they were the boyfriends of two best friends.

“Y/N!” Alex called for you while walking up the bleachers.

“Can you come with me to Jackson’s party Friday night?” Alex finished.

“Of course. Who else would I go with?”

Jackson turned his attention to Allison.

“Your friend can come, too. I’m Jackson, Lydia’s boyfriend, and this is Alex, Y/N’s boyfriend.”

“Nice to meet you! I’m Allison.”

“Allison, we totally need to find you a date for the party if you’re gonna go!”

“Actually, Lydia , I’m not really looking for a boyfriend right now. After all, I just got here.

“Suit yourself. Y/N/N and I should get going. We’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

You waved bye to all your friends and walked down the bleachers and all the way to Lydia’s car.

Two Days Later

You were sitting in your room getting ready for Jackson’s party when your ringtone rang loudly on your phone. You picked up your phone, looking at the caller ID, and saw that it was Allison’s.


“Hey! I was just calling to let you know that I found a date to the party”

You put her on speaker and placed the phone on your desk so you could continue doing your hair and makeup.

“Oooohh! Who is it?”

“Scott Mccall.”

“Oh, is that the guy you told me about the other day at lunch? He helped you save a dog you ran over, or something like that.”

“That’s the one! Oh, Scott’s here! Bye, Y/N”

She hung up the phone quickly before you could say bye back. You sighed and walked over to your closet to find an outfit.

After about fifteen minutes of searching, you finally settled on a pair of light- wash jeans, a long- sleeved off the shoulder red top, and some black booties. Your Y/H/C hair was curled and waterfall braided. You grabbed some medium- sized gold hoops and placed them on your ears. Your phone buzzed and you looked down to see that it was a text from Alex.

Alex‍ ❣️: Hey, baby. I’m pulling onto your street right now! Be there in two minutes tops.

You: I’ll wait outside

You walked down the stairs, your phone still in hand. You headed out the door, leaving a note to your dad on a sticky note that you left for the party and would be home by midnight. You made your way to the door and walked outside, looking up to see Alex’s car waiting for you. You hopped into the front seat while he started driving to Jackson’s place.

“You look stunning, Y/N. I love having a gorgeous girlfriend like you.”

“Awe, thanks babe. You look amazing as well.” He smiled and kissed your hand. He kept driving until you guys finally arrived at the party.

The two of you walked into the house, hand-in-hand. Jackson walked over to you and Alex and hugged you.

“Glad you guys could make it!”

You smiled at him and Lydia walked over to you, grabbing your hand and dragging you away from Alex.

“Dance with me?”


She pulled you to the dance floor and the two of you began to dance together. After a few songs, you suddenly needed to use the bathroom really bad. You excused yourself and walked over to where Jackson’s bathroom was, you didn’t need to ask anyone because you’ve been to his house many times.

You finished using the bathroom and you walked back out into the hallway, when you saw a guy who looked much older than you, by at least eight years. He had dark brown hair, and dark brown, almost black, eyes. He looked at you and smiled.

“Do you know where Scott is?”


“Yes, Scott McCall. Is he here?”

“Um, yeah. I think I saw him wi- “

A big hand with long, slender fingers and pale skin grabbed your arm and gently pulled you away from the stranger who you were talking to. You pulled away quickly, half startled, half pissed off.

“What the hell are you doing?!” You yelled, looking up and seeing who it was.

“Look, Y/N-“

“How the hell do you know my name?”

“Everyone knows your name! But that’s besides the point. You shouldn’t talk to this guy he’s trouble.”

“Look, whatever your name is-“


You huffed in frustration.

“… Whatever! I don’t need you protecting me! I’m fine on my own! Bye now.”

You walked away from him, and over to Lydia, who was watching the whole thing.

“Dang, Y/N. That was pretty harsh.” She said with a smirk.

“I honestly don’t care, Lyds”

You walked away from her, now even more frustrated. You headed out the door and started walking home, not wanting to bother Alex. You texted him that you were okay and decided to walk home and call it a night. It was only 10:30 pm, but you had already had enough.

You walked on for a couple more minutes, when a black Chevrolet Camaro stopped beside you. The stranger from the party rolled down the window and you noticed Allison was also in the car.

“We saw you walking alone and I asked him to pull over so we can give you a ride home.”

“I’m ok. Thanks, though. Waitt, why aren’t you riding home with Scott?”

“Turns out he thought it would be funny to leave me with no ride home. But, Y/N/N, your house is ten minutes away. That’s at least a twenty minute walk. It’s not safe at night, please just get in the car.” The brunette begged.

You sighed and opened the door to the back seat. You hopped in and shut the door. Looking down at your phone, you noticed a bunch of texts from Lydia.

Lyds: Where did you go

Lyds: Y/N!

Lyds: why did you just leave without telling me?

You texted back.

You: I just needed to go home. Don’t worry I caught a ride with Allison and her friend.

You put your phone on the seat next to you, and stared out the window until you finally reached Allison’s place.

“Thanks for the ride, uh, what’s your name again?”


“Well thanks, Derek, I’ll see you Monday, Y/N!”

You waved at her and moved up to the front seat. However you did shift as close to the window as you could, being in the car alone with a stranger making you slightly uncomfortable.

“Oh, I forgot to ask. Where is your house? I can’t drive you home if I don’t know where you live.”

“I’ll just put the directions on my GPS app.”

For the first couple of minutes, the two of you rode in an awkward silence. Derek was the first to break the silence.

“So, how do you know Scott?”

“He’s Allison’s boyfriend.”

“Okay. What’s your name? Sorry I didn’t ask before. I didn’t get the chance before Stiles pulled you away.”

“I’m Y/N.”

“That’s a pretty name.”


You were really weirded out at this point and you were so happy when he finally pulled up to your house. You thanked him for the ride and headed to your door.

Three days later

“So, you really just forgave him like it was nothing?” Lydia asked.

You looked up from your lunch.

“Yeah, I have to agree with Lyds on this one, Ali. He just left you at the party and didn’t even tell you!”

“Guys! I’m not like that. Life’s too short to hold grudges.”

You sat back in your seat and sighed.

A few minutes of silence had passed when Scott came over to sit with you and your friends. You, Lydia, and Jackson all shared a look.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any pure fluff recs where the whole thing is like hugs and kisses and pet names? Thx

hiiii!! so i enlisted @anklou ‘s help on this one bc she is the queen of fluffy fics and i’m a 100% angst ho but i hope you enjoy!! 

leave before the lights come on by velvetoscar 

rhonda by aclosetlarryshipper

be my little good luck charm by 100percentsassy

you come beating like moth’s wings by supernova

all along, my heart was beating for you by harryswhale 

i like the way you bend for me, baby by thecellardoor

the one where harry really doesn’t have ten cats by loadedgunn

knock, knock i love you by beautlouis

boopymooplier  asked:

Heya dude! I have a question. How long does it take you to make one of those mini egos?

Hi there @boopymooplier :D For me it took 2-3 days to make the ones with more accessories (Marvin, Schneep, JJ etc.) And it took maybe 2 days to do them with less accessories (Chase, Robbie, Anti etc.)

But it also depends on how good you are at crochet :) The better you are the faster it goes! Oh and I use to take a lot of breaks so if I really wanted to I could probaly finish a mini plushie on 1 day, starting early in the morning and continue to crochet all day.

Although my hands gets easily  sore and its not good to just crochet a whole day so take breaks and stay hydrated XD

Hope this answer will help ya buddy 😊❤

fiftyscenes  asked:

😊 😫 😍 you are a gift to this fandom! As well as your friends @wisterings and @royal-loki @foreverthorki, @shineonloki @thorthunaer and all the others!!! All of you! You guys are so talented I really admire you guys! I love you all so much. I just wanna let you all know I really appreciate you guys! Thank you, you’ve helped me not care what others think and I’m glad you guys exist. Sorry for my ramble! Thank you for letting me follow you guys and seeing all the stuff you create. 🤩

I’ll happily forward your compliment to @wisterings @royal-loki @foreverthorki @shineonloki and @thorthunaer and of course everyone else! That’s a very sweet message from you and I hope they’ll be as happy to hear this as I am!

And there’s no need to apologize, I’m always here for nice rambling like this and I’m very happy to receive it and that we could help you care less about people’s opinion (your own is the most important anyway).

anonymous asked:

hey youre kind of my.... favourite writer so i just wanted to ask, do you have any writing exercises or ways to improve/tips? i want to get better but i have to like... point of reference yknow?

First of all aaaa thank you, I’m really glad you enjoy my writing! As for tips, the first one i always have to give people is write. If nothing else, just write, everything else is second to practice, allowing yourself to make mistakes and learning from them.

As for actionable tips and such, i like doing ‘word sprints’ which are where you set a timer and try to write as much as possible in the allotted time. It helps break through writers block and teaches you to leave editing for later. Which, a good tip for when you’re editing, change the front or the size or both of your writing. You catch typos a lot easier that way.

Other than that I’m not sure, there are a million ways to write and improve and it’s important to find the method that works for you. If you’re someone who likes outlines, experiment with those. See what works for you. And just keep writing

anonymous asked:

During the summer, which was really hot, I was complaining how awful it was driving in a very hot car and my grandad give me a tip that maybe would help you too cos of where you live. When you park your car up and you know it’s going to be hot turn your steering wheel so that it’s facing upside down from the way you will need it to drive straight. This means that the part you will have your hands on to drive will be cooler than the other part will have in the blaring sun. Hope I made sense


anonymous asked:

any anatomy tips to someone who's anatomy is pretty.... f u n k y?

Definitely do studies! Like find a pose you think is cool and try to draw it. You may hate the first dozen drawings you do, but you WILL see quick improvement! A year ago I couldn’t draw people AT ALL. It was bad. But I kept practicing everyday and doing studies even if I hated them!

Also I know some little tips that my mom (who is also an artist) used to tell me:

-elbows end at the waist
-finger tips should touch mid thigh
-your eyes are one eye apart

I know there are other ones, but I just can’t think of them right now ;v; I really hope this helps!!

anonymous asked:

Hey just so you know I've always looked up to you, you've been through a lot of shit but you always persisted and tried your best to be positive and change the world in small ways and everything. You deserve a happy, fulfilling life. I'm gald to hear you can finally start living where and with whom you want, I'm wishing all three of you the best!!!!

MAN SERIOUSLY you’re all too sweet!! I’m dying, thank you… I really hope I can keep being strong and picking myself back up. I hope you know your guys support, even if quiet or inconsistent, is one of the huge things that help keep me going. I’m really hoping this move will help me be able to give back and pay all this kindness forward