figure out how i got this way

Broadway (part one)

*Alexander x reader x Lin
*Modern
*Word count: 2075 (I would’ve written more but I have homework whoopS)

Summary: Alexander somehow appears backstage at the Richard Rodgers Theatre in reader’s dressing room while she’s getting ready for the show (she plays Eliza) and she has to struggle and hide him while figuring out how to get him back to his original time… It doesn’t help that she may or may not have a huGE crush on Lin, either.

A/N: I might turn this into a series, tell me what you guys think, I think someone has written something similar to this before but idk I was listening to Lin’s playlist he made for writer’s block and I just got this idea?? (By the way there are really great songs on that playlist, if you haven’t listened to it, I suggest you do, so here you go: https://play.spotify.com/user/tobillo24601/playlist/62zU4Myg727ABmYCdKqR2O )

Warnings: love triangle (???) ,, swearing ,,, uh nothing unusual

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It had been an average day at Richard Rodgers Theatre, you were currently getting ready for the afternoon show, running a hand through your hair with a content sigh. Today, you were making your broadway debut at Eliza Schuyler-Hamilton after Pippa had left the show, the wide smile never leaving your face as you got the news from both Lin and Pippa, claiming they both thought you’d be perfect for the role.

But, to say you were nervous was an understatement, you were about to make your Broadway debut as your dream role, Eliza Schuyler-Hamilton.

You stared at yourself in the large mirror, your eyes widened in surprise at the sight of you, you looked so different as you tried to get around the fact that women actually wore corsets everyday, how they did it was crazy. You continued admiring yourself when there was a knock at the door, knocking you out of your trance as you yelled out for them to come in, and in walked Lin with a bouquet of pink roses, a cheesy grin never leaving his face as he presented them to you.

“Well hello there, my dear wife,” Lin smirked, handing you the roses, “here’s some roses for your Broadway debut.” You blushed, taking the roses and smiling up at him in gratitude, before setting them down on your vanity and stepping up to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, my dear husband,” you joked, the smile never leaving your face as you suddenly noticed a pink tint to his face, trying to ignore it. It meant nothing. You thought to yourself, shaking your head.

It was silent for a few minutes before he looked around the room a bit, letting out a breath, “well, I’m gonna go finish getting ready, I’ll see you out there, gorgeous.” He winked playfully, before excusing himself and leaving the room, closing the door behind you.

After he was gone, you turned your attention back to the pink roses on your vanity, letting out a quiet squeal at the mere thought of him getting them for you, even though it meant absolutely nothing but a symbol of friendship. You tried to shake that thought off though, not wanting it to bum you out right before you went on stage.

The five minute call soon echoed, telling everyone to get in their places and get ready. You let out a sigh, taking a few deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. You could do this. You’ve worked your entire life for this moment and you weren’t going to throw away your shot. You snorted at the Hamilton pun, chuckling a bit before adding some last finishing touches when-

THUMP!

You frowned at the sound, setting down the lipstick tube you were using and looking around the room, your eyebrows furrowing when you heard a soft groan of pain somewhere in the room. “What in the hell..” You thought to yourself, walking towards the direction of the sound slowly and when you reached the source, you grew even more confused. What the hell was Lin doing in your room - better yet, how the hell did he get in here without you noticing?

“Lin, how the hell did you get in here,” you wondered aloud, reaching down so you were face to face with the groaning man. When he didn’t answer, you scoffed, shaking your head. “Lin, come on, we have to get to places.” You muttered, gripping Lin by the hand so you can lift him up, which made him finally open his eyes and furrow his brows.

“E-Eliza?” You chuckled, shaking your head. “Lin, I get your trying to get into Hamilton’s headspace or something, but you don’t need to call me Eliza.” The man’s frown deepened as he shook his head, “who is Lin?” You turned back to face him, letting out a frustrated sigh, “Lin, this isn’t the time for jokes. We gotta go-” You paused as you took in his outfit… It was bloody, and looked very… realistic for a costume.

“I’m afraid I do not know who this Lin is, Eliza, what are you talking about?” He spoke, standing with a firm posture, no emotion except confusion evident on his features. You frowned, “hang on, what year do you think this is?” Please don’t let this be like one of those cheesy fanfictions I’ve read.. You begged mentally as he thought for a moment before answering, “uh… 1776?” You groaned, running a hand through your hair, “oh god… No, no, no, please tell me you’re not actually Alexander Hamilton. Lin, come on, you gotta be joking, right?” You begged, looking up at him with widened eyes.

He sighed, shaking his head. “Look, ms, I do not know who you are-” “Y/n Y/l/n” you stated, cutting him off which made him widen his eyes. “Don’t you know not to cut someone off when they are speaking, Ms. Y/l/n?” You groan. “Because that is extremely disrespectful.” You were about to speak when the speakers went off again, calling for everyone to take their places. “Look, Mr. Hamilton, I gotta go… Just stay here, k? I’ll be back in a bit..” You paused, “and whatever you do, do not leave this room.” You said pointedly, narrowing your eyes at the surprised man who just nodded his head quickly.

You let out a light sigh, turning around and picking up your skirts so you could quickly rush out the door, closing it immediately behind you.

“You ready?” You heard a familiar voice behind you, making you jump and turn around to see Daveed, the similar cheeky grin he was always wearing, “y-yeah..” You breathed, nodding your head quickly. “Just nervous.”

Your attention was taken elsewhere when you heard Leslie start speaking:

“How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore…”

~~

You let out a smile as you glided off the stage after that would be enough , thanking your castmates as they let out whoops and congratulations for you.

“You’re doing great, Y/n,” You heard from behind you, which made you turn around to see Jazzy and Renee, standing there with the same smile on their faces. You smiled back, pulling them into a group hug and letting out a soft squeal, “I can’t believe I’ve made it through half of act one!” You cheered, pulling away with the largest smile you could ever muster, before it faded as you remembered who was waiting in your dressing room. Alexander Hamilton. “Hey guys, I’m gonna go change, I’ll be right back.” You said, which was partially true, but you mainly just wanted to make sure Alexander didn’t decide to escape and wasn’t wandering around the theatre. God forbid that ever happened.

“Alexander?” You called softly as you stepped into the dressing room to see the man, who looked identical to Lin, sitting on the couch reading his biography. “God dammit,” you cursed softly, which apparently didn’t go unnoticed to the man. “Hasn’t anyone told you not to say such vile words?” He asked, looking up from the book. You rolled your eyes and made your way over to sit by him on the couch, “listen, Hamilton,” you paused, before continuing. “If you’re going to be here for awhile, we’re gonna have to get you caught up.” Your eyes lowered down to the biography in his hands. “And that certainly doesn’t include you reading your own biography.” You muttered, shaking your head.

He frowned before looking back at you, a pout that was similar to Lin’s - stop thinking about Lin. as he watched you take the biography from his grip. “Listen,” you sighed, running a hand through your hair, how were you going to do this? It wasn’t like you could take him out there in front of everyone in risk of everyone seeing Lin’s fucking twin.

“I gotta change,” you continued, which made him smirk. “Please, don’t let me stop you.” He winked, making you scoff and slap him lightly, “shut up and turn around. And if you turn around even a little bit,” you threatened, your voice lowering, “I will make sure you regret it.” He sighed, “fine.” He muttered, turning around and crossing his arms.

I also gotta find him a change of spare clothes, you thought to yourself, looking around the room for something he could wear, and of course, there was nothing. You sighed, peeling the dress of of you slowly to change into your new one, setting the old dress on the rack and putting on the new dress, letting out a huff at the uncomfortable corset.

Once you were done, you told him he could turn around, which he happily did, complaining about how sick of standing he was. You rolled your eyes and shushed him, before telling him to stay here as you got ready for your cue in Tomorrow there will be more of us, grabbing the fake piece of paper to glide out on stage, smiling at Leslie softly as he walked off the stage.

You let out a deep breath, before opening your mouth to speak..

“Alexander…”

~~

You felt your throat tighten as you watched from the side-lines of Say no to this, knowing Jazzy would never actually do this, nor would Lin, and besides, it’s not like it would matter, you guys weren’t together. You sighed, watching as Jazzy walked off the stage and gave you a reassuring smile, because she was one of the only ones who knew about your crush.

The time seemed to flow by until burn finally arrived, the familiar tune playing as you made your way on stage slowly, sitting on the bench as you stared down at the props in front of you.

“I saved every letter you wrote me…”

~~

It was finally the end of the show, and you had tears streaming down your face as you watched the song where Lin died take place, even though you had seen it a million times as the fill in bullet, playing it as Eliza made it 10x more painful to watch.

You took a bow, smiling and wiping away the tears as Lin stepped forward to thank the crowd, then coming back to you guys and motioned for a group hug, the whole cast laughing and forming a group crowd in front of the cheering audience.

After everyone pulled away and walked off stage, you immediately headed to your dressing room, promising the cast you’d be right back and not telling them the reason why you wandered off so quickly. It was to check up on a goddamn founding father.

“Alexander? Okay good, you didn’t wander off,” you breathed out a sigh of relief, smiling slightly as you wiped away remaining tears. “I could hear everyone performing from here, it sounded really good,” he smiled softly, making you nod your head in thanks before looking around.

“Okay well, I’m going to try and get you out of here as discretely as possible and get you back to my apartment so you can change… Uh, what else?” You thought before letting out a soft aha! And opened your mouth to speak again when~

“Hey Y/n, you alright? You seemed to- What the fuck.” You gulped as you looked between Lin and Alexander, your eyes widening in fear.

Oh shit.

rontufox  asked:

man the way you draw Sonic characters... it's my favorite style ever. do you start with the eyes, or draw a head shape first or? cuz I love how simple and friendly your shapes look but how expressive and dynamic!

omfg this got buried behind a bunch of messages but thank you so much!! i actually just start with a circle for the head, then do torso/body (so i can gesture how i want the pose to look), and usually dont start drawing the face til ive got the pose figured out

i didnt used to do this bc expressions are typically my favorite part but if you let yourself gesture first you usually end up with WAY less static poses

anonymous asked:

The sad thing about positive Damian and Tim interaction is that they can be positive about the other so long as there is no actual interaction happening between them. It's the one constant that's remained true from pre 52 to all the way to Rebirth. =P Though who knows, we've finally got a consistently positive relationship between Jason and Dick. Maybe the writers will also figure out how to write a healthy relationship between ole' Timmy and Dami (I've seen stranger things).

Well Damian’s characterization is like a yo-yo right now, back and forth between radical extremes and Tim is in space jail so we’ll see.

drawn4life  asked:

How do you figure out lighting? I can never figure out shadows on a human face. It's way different than a ball or block. Any tips?

EXCELLENT QUESTION one that fucks me up too even tho i’ve been drawing for a million years. I don’t think i’ve mastered lighting on the face yet, so i don’t really have a lot of tips to offer but here’s what i got: 

I guess first and foremost you have to familiarize yourself with the planes that make up the face. I only laid out the main ones here. Once you figure out where the hard edges of the face occur, it’s quite easy to lay out the most basic shadows. 

Sometimes i don’t constrain to realistic planes (like around the nose and lips) but that’s mostly because it’s just my style. 

Because the cheek is flat (in relation to the front of the face) it catches a lot of light even in the most dramatic lighting. It’s one of my favorite places to light up HEH (even if it’s extremely subtle) 

I also have a few lovely guides to share ! Most of these are tutorials on how these artists accomplish their lighting techniques, but i thought they were extremely helpful. 

Simple Face lighting tutorial 

Constraints of facial features 

Color + lighting 

Dramatic/expressive lighting 

Also this Virtual Lighting Studio is extremely useful if you want to simulate a specific lighting on the face! (it lags a lot but honestly this is probably the best thing you can get)

Maybe Namjoon isn’t so much clumsy, maybe he’s just always being distracted by Jin and shit happens.  

This is super random and not related to anything but; why do the heroes in movies stay on the phone while the villain threatens them??

It seems really obvious that the moment the villain goes into threatening mode, you should just like… hang up… Now ya don’t know what the villain was trying to get you to do, so any threat is inconsequential. The villain has to find a new way to get the information to you. You got more time to figure out how to defeat them. Win-win.

SWITCHING SETTERS *PARDON THE ALL CAPS I JUST GOT TOO EXCITED*

I SUDDENLY THOUGHT OF A VERY CUTE BODY SWAP AU/IDEA WHERE THE PRETTY SETTERS OF NEKOMA, FUKURODANI AND AOBA JOHSAI RANDOMLY SWITCHED BODIES, WOKE UP AS A DIFFERENT PERSON WHILE THEYRE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH THEIR CAPTAIN/VICE CAPTAIN

AND ONLY THE 3 SETTERS KNEW WHAT HAPPENED AND THEY SORTA GOTTA FIGURE OUT A WAY TO GET THIS FIXED COS THEY DONT HONESTLY WANNA KISS THE WRONG BOYFRIEND ASDAGHSHA

THEY ALL ACT AS THE SETTER THEY CURRENTLY ARE AND ITS DAMN OBVIOUS HOW THEYRE NOT THAT PERSON AND THEIR TEAM’S ARE JUST—- ‘WTF FUCKS WRONG WITH HIM???’

OIKAWA IN AKAASHI’S BODY

AKAASHI IN KENMA’S BODY

KENMA IN OIKAWA’S BODY

THE WHOLE THING IS A MESS TBH AND IWAIZUMI THOUGHT OIKAWA IS SICK OR SOMETHING BC HES ON HIS PHONE THE WHOLE TIME AND WHEN HE CALLED HIM SHITTY HE LOOKED SO OFFENDED AND MADE THAT UNIQUE SOUR FACE SO IWAIZUMI CONCLUDED ‘YEP HE’S DEFINITELY WEIRD LIKE A /DIFFERENT/ WEIRD TODAY’ BUT THERES SOMETHING WRONG HE JUST COULDNT POINT OUT WHAT

KUROO ON THE OTHER HAND SAW HOW “’'KENMA”“ ACTED DURING THEIR PRACTICE AS HE DIDN’T EVEN TRY TO ESCAPE OR GOT ON HIS PHONE DURING BREAKS AND HOW HE’S ADDRESSING HIM SO FORMALLY WITH ‘KUROO-SAN’… KINDA REMINDED HIM OF….

HE CALLED FOR ‘KENMA’ AND DRAGGED HIM OUTSIDE THE GYM AND SAID HE WANTED A KISS (COS WHY NOT). ‘KENMA’ WAS CAUGHT OFF GUARD AND WHILE KUROO SLOWLY LEANED IN FOR A KISS, //AKAASHI// STOPPED HIM USING KENMA’S SMALL HANDS PRESSED AGAINST HIS MOUTH.

'Just as I thought…. Akaashi-san, hmm?’ KUROO’S FUCKING SMART HE COULD TELL WITH SO LITTLE INFORMATION LMAO

BOKUTO ON THE OTHER HAND:

'AKA-A-SHI HOW WAS THAT HUH???!!!’
'YAY BOKU-CHAN~~~ THAT SPIKE WAS AMAZINGGG!! BUT YOU GOTTA DO BETTER THAN THAT HEEHEE!’
'EHHHHHH????? SERIOUSLY???’

FROM A FAR FUKURODANI MEMBERS WERE WATCHING THE EXCHANGE LMAAOO

'I-IS THAT EVEN… AKAASHI?’
'WHATS WRONG WITH HIM???’
‘IS HE SICK?!’

BOKUTO WAS JUST DAMN CLUELESS HE THOUGHT HE WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR ”“AKAASHI’S”“ CHEERFUL MOOD COS HEY HEY HEEEYYY *PERVERT*

YOU THOUGHT BO YOU THOUGHT


TBC

The Signs as @wolfpupy tweets

@ TheSignsAs || IG

Aries - there are few things in life that can’t be achieved with occult dark magic

Taurus - my lights aren’t all on upstairs because i am saving energy, just doing my bit to help the planet, not that you’d know anything about that

Gemini - tired of trying to figure out how to solve problems? try simply ignoring them forever instead

Cancer - im 5 weeks old and i dont care about anything

Leo - yeah i looked both ways before crossing the street, i looked both ‘handsome’ and 'radiant’, too bad i got hit by that car

Virgo - in video games you can carry x99 of an item while in real life you can mostly carry not that many

Libra - life has never gone well for me but thats all about to change now that i have an idea for a new type of hair style

Scorpio - i am going to lay completely still on the forest floor until either things start going my way or i disintegrate into nothing

Sagittarius - once again i am not included in the list of the world’s most successful people because of my complete lack of success, bias at its finest.

Capricorn - thats cool. oh that wasn’t a response to what you said i was just noting that it’s cool that i wasn’t listening or caring

Aquarius - talking was invented when humans heard howling and decided to do that but with the beautiful and interesting qualities removed

Pisces - one of these days i will float up off into space and no one can stop me, not even gravity or nasa

People say Qrow’s a bad paternal figure? I gotta ask ‘how’?

Sure he’s a drunkard, an asshole and kind of all-round dick (given his upbringing he probably used to be a lot worse as a kid), but whenever he’s in front of the kids; you never see the flask; you never get a rude comment (bluntness isn’t rudeness), and he’s got a proven record of looking after and protecting the kids. He is a completely different person around Ruby and Yang, encouraging them both in his own way.

The ONE time he had a flask out in front of the kids that we’re aware of, was the last episode of V3. Sure, drinking then and there wasn’t appropriate, but given Beacon just fell and it was going to be a difficult as shit conversation with Ruby? You can’t blame him for sneaking a quick nip.

Any time Lindsay posts a photo or update about her pregnancy, I immediately think of Ruby being pregnant and Weiss just fussing over her like crazy. 

I picture Weiss Schnee, up at two in the morning and barely awake, making Ruby a milkshake because Ruby couldn’t sleep and wasn’t feeling great. Weiss doesn’t even know how the blender works, so she’s got the instructions out and is pressing all the buttons and pouring in WAY too much chocolate. 

Then by the time she figures it out and goes to take Ruby her drink, Ruby is passed out on the couch and snoring and Weiss just sighs, sits down, and drinks the entire milkshake. 

Do You Miss Me (at all) Sherlock x reader part 1

A/N: This took me forever to finish! For the love of god, I struggled with this hours and days! So, this will be two parted, and apologizes for not posting fanfics for awhile, I’ve been busy with other things (also tried to figure out how to continue the heartless, there will be a new chapter of it soon enough, hopefully) also this was supposed to be out at Friday, but I couldn’t get myself to finish this since this basically a dialogue done by shouting and fighting. But anyway, hope this is good in some sort of weird way.


You had been in a relationship with Sherlock for over four months now and not to get you wrong, you did love the high functioning sociopath even if it got rough. For example he barely told you he cared for you more than as a friend. It had taken him all his might to tell you that just that once when you started dating and you were as surprised as anyone would’ve been in that situation. To hear Sherlock Holmes, the detective incapable of understanding sentiment or compassion, say he loved you was enough to make you faint, but you didn’t. First you thought it had to be a trick, to test an experiment and one specific kind had slithered in your mind. He was probably testing how you felt about him, even having his own suspicions of you having feelings for him. Maybe he was waiting for your pupils to dilate, testing your pulse? Then he did something that nearly gave you a heart attack. He had kissed you. From there on you two had started dating, but it took some time from him to convince you he really liked you and it wasn’t for a case or a test.

It had been just once he had said he loved you, from that on everything had gone down hill. You knew he wasn’t into opening his heart, which you had become aware of that second he had opened it to you, but you couldn’t but wonder had he come to his senses of you and realized he had only fancied you for short amount of time and the feelings had died by now. At bad days he seemed he barely even acknowledged you were in the same room. He was snarky with his comments, nearly making eye contact and ignoring you at times. It wasn’t anything John hadn’t ever experienced with Sherlock but you couldn’t stop thinking that you would be even slightly privileged to be treated in better way than that.

Sherlock had been buried with work, now on his list at the top was a new case that hadn’t made any progress and it frustrated him. He was tense and easy to piss off. You were the same, but for other reasons. His acts had reflected on you, his now nasty personality and way of ignoring you made it impossible for you to stand him.

The two of you had just come back to Baker Street from a crime scene and you were fuming of rage. Once again you had been pushed aside and treated like you knew nothing. Even Lestrade, just like Sherlock always said, was capable of sensing the situation. Even the police inspector was able to make out Sherlock was doing a lousy job as a boyfriend. You couldn’t forget the wide eyes and the blank, puzzled stare he gave to you two when Sherlock pushed you, no, he literally pushed you more than once aside and kept telling you to keep quiet as your suggestions and deductions would just embarrass him, you and everyone around.

You stomped up the stairs to the flat, Sherlock following after you. You stayed close to the door leading back downstairs while Sherlock went to sink in his chair. He released a long heavy sigh and closed his eyes in disappointment. He muttered how useless the visit had been and how it had only cost his precious time on the case in hand. The crime scene you two just witnessed had, as he said, obviously nothing in common.

”Did you really have to do that?” You questioned after waiting enough, listening to Sherlock muttering and complaining about the case. Your hands were crossed over your chest and your right foot was tapping the floor in an impatient way. To this Sherlock answered with lowered brows and watched you in confusion. You huffed and looked away. ”Embarrass me in front of the whole Scotland Yard?” You corrected. Sherlock only rolled his eyes and went to correct you. ”There was nearly even half of the Scotland Yard present.” Sherlock shifted in his seat. ”I wouldn’t worry about them. They barely know anything so you being incorrect now and then wouldn’t make them any better than you.”

You could hang onto that statement, he had almost praised you just now and it was the best you had got from him for since he had been burdened with this particular case, but then again you didn’t need to settle for this. This wasn’t enough to wipe all the bad comments he’d made in the past though you weren’t even sure was there anything he could do, a one single act that would calm you.

”To you that was the entire Scotland Yard.” You pushed persistently. He had said it himself countless of times. The people in Scotland Yard that had ever worked with him were the only people that counted if you asked for his opinion.

”Well, yes, but obviously it wasn’t exactly the whole Scotland Yard.” Sherlock placed his fingers under his chin, resembling his mind palace position but he kept his eyes open and on you. He eyed you suspiciously, trying to deduce what you were going through in your head, but judging by his expression he had no idea what made you so pissed. ”Is something bothering you?”

To that you let out a sarcastic laugh. Had he really only got that out of you? He really was as magnificent and astonishing as John always said. Sarcastically saying of course. But this time he surprised you by how dumb he was.

”Are you really that blind?” You finally snapped. You humorously watched as Sherlock gave away how offended he was by your statement but without skipping a beat you continued. ”You embarrassed me in front of Scotland Yard! And that’s not all! You’ve treated me worse and worse the further we get down on this case. Hell, you even treat Anderson better than me!” And it was true. He had even praised Anderson today for stating something so obvious and simple that even a blind person would’ve seen it.

”I was being sarcastic.” Sherlock muttered seriously and looked down on the floor, clearly drifting away from the conversation and to his mind palace.

”Well, it wasn’t clear!” You yelled and threw your hands in the air. ”Everybody thought you really meant it. And don’t dare shut me off now!” You took three long steps and put your hands on either side of Sherlock’s armrests on his chair, your face inches away from his. ”Don’t treat me like this!”

”Treat you like what?” Sherlock shot up from his seat, you taking a fast step backwards to make more room between the two of you. He stared back at you coldly. His blue eyes were like frozen and he looked intimidating. Sherlock tilted his head, his eyes narrowing as he questioned you.

”I told you already! You ignore me! Like I don’t exist at all! You always pretend like I’m not there. You put your work first and I feel like I don’t even exist on the list of your priorities! You also have pushed me around, literally, and you won’t let me even speak when we’re out!”

”Stating the obvious shouldn’t be reworded! You want me to let you embarrassed yourself? By pointing out what everyone is able to witness with their own eyes?”

”Oh, so now I’m embarrassing myself? Thank you for saving me, Sherlock, for keeping me quiet when I could’ve said something dumb!” The room was silent for a second, until you took a deep breath. ”Look, you keep me around but make it feel like I am the one clinging on you and following you like a lost puppy, and when I try to advance you, you only shoot me down. You won’t show me I matter!”

”I have told you how I feel about you, do you really need me to do it several times a day? Because you know I won’t be up to it. I am not a man who keeps showering you with all the pleasantries and praises-!”

”I know that and it’s not what I asked!” You snapped back. You were wondering was Mrs. Hudson listening to you two shouting. If she was she was probably worried. Worried what you’d do if this would go further on and how you would end up like. Mrs. Hudson knew what Sherlock was capable of when he was bored or even drugged, but when angered? And with you against him? You couldn’t answer to that either.

”Then what is it? I can’t quit my job and forget all the cases just because of you. Just because of love.” He pronounced the last word with disgust, as if the whole word was ridiculous to even be said.

”I’m not telling you to quit, I’m suggesting you to leave it be when you clearly can’t work it out, not now at least. You’ve run out of clues and there is nothing you can do to make the problem solved. You have to wait!”

”I can’t just wait until another one gets killed!” Sherlock spit out and glared down at you.

”Well, there’s nothing else you can do.” You told him matter of factly. ”Just talking about the case makes you a mess, Sherlock. You don’t eat, you don’t sleep, and how you treat people around you is horrible. Even if you have a problematic case in hand it doesn’t give you the privilege to act like a moron!”

”Oh so I am the one acting like a moron?” Sherlock looked down on you. ”You have done nothing to help me on this case, the reason I keep you around is only because I thought there would be use of you, but guess I was wrong with you. And here you are, waiting for me to sugar coat you with flatter and sweet talk. Like it wasn’t enough I told you once how I care about you.” He had struggled enough by telling you he loved you once, and what were the looks of it he wasn’t going to do it ever again and actually it made you want nothing more than him to never say anything to you.

”I knew what I was getting myself into when I started this relationship with you.  I know it’s hard for you to say how you feel, but I’m not asking you to tell me that. It’s just that you never show it! You never sit next to me, you never walk close to me, and you barely talk to me! If you could just treat me like a human being!” You didn’t let Sherlock answer, you paced around nervously, but not scared. You were infuriated. ”I really thought I wouldn’t be the only one to do things I don’t usually like to do. Like waking up at 3am in the morning to visit a crime scene, or running around London after a maniac without eating for a whole day! I still never complaint! But where I draw the line is when I am treated worse than even the people you can’t stand!”

”Enough with Anderson already!” Sherlock sighed and spin around.

”I’m not talking about Anderson! I am saying you don’t treat me like your girlfriend and even Lestrade saw what was going on today!” You felt bad at thinking about it again, your stomach dropped at the thought of it. ”The way you act towards me isn’t normal, Sherlock!”

”So I’m supposed to be all around you when we’re on a case? Oh, wake up, (Y/n)! I do not show emotions or am I even capable of feel certain of emotions. Love and sentiment do not get me anywhere and there for I keep them out of my life!” You flinched. That was it. You had enough.

”Then let me help you.” You said and went to get your bag.

”What are you doing?” Sherlock asked sounding bored and fed up by your attitude, his brows furrowed.

”Like you said, you rid yourself of certain feelings. There for I’m leaving. Sorry I ever bothered to step into your life.” You said and turned. ”Goodbye, Sherlock Holmes.” And with that you left. You went down the stairs in a hurry and rage, stomping loudly. You heard Mrs. Hudson come out of her flat, now standing next to the front door, looking at you worriedly.

”Are you two having a little domestic?” She asked with a sad and nervous tone.

”Could say so.” You answered coldly and opened the door.

”When are you coming back, dear?”

”I’m not.” You deadpanned. You had stopped at the entrance and were looking at Mrs. Hudson with a serious expression.

Mrs. Hudson gazed up the stairs to the living room. ”I’m sure what ever he said he doesn’t mean it.” She assured you, but you knew better and you also had made up your mind.

”I’m sure he did.” You told, then closing the door and left Baker Street.

Mrs. Hudson was left alone to wonder what had happened. She let her eyes wonder towards the stairs again, whispering sadly to herself, ”What have you done now, Sherlock?”

How most people see Alois vs. Ciel

When people see Alois: Dude he’s such a brat. I’m so glad he died, he got what he deserved especially after he poked that maids eye out.

When people see Ciel: I feel so bad for him, his parents died and he literally lost everything in that fire. You can’t even blame him for being the way he is now.

Me trying to figure out how the hell these peasants came to these conclusions:….I..I..the..they…ALOIS LITERALLY WENT THROUGH MORE TRAMA THEN FUCKING CIEL. NOT TO MENTION THAT HE SENT ALL OF THOSE KIDS THAT WERE SEX SLAVES WITH HIM FREE WHILE CIEL WAS LIKE NAHH IMMA LIGHT YOU ALL ON FIRE…BUT BY ALL MEANS PLEASE GIVE CIEL A FREE PASS JUST BECAUSE HE’S THE PROTAGONIST

Can we have a whole episode with Supergirl and Lena collaborating to defeat a threat of some sort? Like, just them? Picture this: they get separated from the others and have to figure out how to defeat this threat, and in the meanwhile they bond over the fact that they both come from a shitty family, they are both trying to write their own story and they both aim to be good and help people. Obviously they win in a very smart, badass way, then get reunited to the rest of the folks, but from that point on they know they absolutely got each other’s back.

I’m asking politely, but seriously, let me fucking have this.

Please.

NieR Automata Q&A

To Yosuke Saito, Producer of NieR Automata

  • Is there a possibility of a NieR Remaster or Re-Release? “There is a very high possibility if NieR Automata sells like hotcakes, yes.”
  • How long is NieR Automata? “To get to the true ending, the team tells me around 25 hours. For completionists, it’ll be around 55 to 60 hours.”
  • Will there be extra costumes? “That’s a secret!”
  • Will there be multiple endings? “Of course, but they won’t be unlocked in the same way as the previous game. You’ll have to figure out how to get them on your own.”

To Takahisa Taura, Designer from Platinum Games

  • Any Updates on the PC Version? “We’re working hard on it, but if I said anything, ninjas from SE would try to kill me, so I’ve got nothing to announce.”
  • Is a Switch Port Planned? “If SE pays us for it, we’ll make it - we’ll even make it for the super nintendo.”
  • Will there be Easter Eggs in the game? (Like 2B Petting her Pod with the Touch Pad.) “Yes, there will be many like that throughout the game.”
  • Was the Demo part of the game, or seperate? “It happens in the game, but there are events both before and after.”
  • Will Automata switch Genres like the original NieR did? (i.e: Text Adventure) “Yoko-san had to put in another text adventure just because people hated the first one.”

To Yoko Taro, Director of NieR: Automata

  • Please Sum up Automata in one Sentence. “It’s the one that’s not Final Fantasy.”
  • Has 2B’s popularity caught you off guard? “I had no idea she’d be this popular! No idea!”
  • How will the characters develop over the course of the story? “It’ll be something good like all Square Enix JRPGs!”
  • Will this be the last NieR? “No idea!”
  • Will you team up with Platinum again in the future? “If SE pays me, I’ll do anything they want!”
  • Do you have a face in there? or the Emil Mask already consumed you? “More important than that, it’s so hot in here I’m about to die!”
  • Do you have a message for the fans? “I wouldn’t expect too much from this game if I were you.”
Work on Me

Pairing: Dave Lizewski  (Kickass) x Reader
Summary: You and Dave get assigned a project to work on together for class and one day you come over to work on the assignment, and you walk in on him shirtless which leads to sexy time ;))
Warning: sexual tension, sexual thoughts, lots of smut
A/N: My brother and I had a Kickass marathon the other night so I just started writing this and it turned smutty adkslfm I know how crazy me writing smut while thinking about Aaron Taylor Johnson woah very unpredictable

but seriously if you like Aaron in any of his movies just read this, even if you haven’t seen kickass. P.S. This is almost 4k words because I got carried away! Yikes Im sorry! No im not

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Bow And Arrow

Recipient: @rebel-author-chick

Prompt: ‘robins’, fluff/smut

Pairings/Characters: Clint x Reader, Natasha, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Sam

Words: 3377

Warnings: Language, smut, female receiving oral, unprotected sex.

A/N: First time writing a Clint fic which was interesting. Gotta hand it to @imhereforbvcky and @thenightmarebeforebucky for your help in figuring out how to characterise this. It worked wonders, thank you. It was fun to do this, though, thank you @oneshot-shit @marvel-ash

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Have Your Cake And Eat It Too

for @sterekseason ‘s 25 days of sterek and the prompt ‘holiday baking’

read on ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/8745712

“So,” Stiles said as he walked into the loft. “I know I said I’d make all the cookies for the pack Christmas dinner and I am but I figured I’d make them here because then your place will small nice and then I don’t have to figure out how to transport dozens and dozens of cookies from my place to here so here I am.”

Derek looked up from his book, quirking an eyebrow before nodding his head towards the kitchen.

“Thanks man.”

Derek went back to his book, hoping he could at least finish the chapter before Stiles inevitably distracted him.

Today wasn’t his lucky day though because he got another sentence in before Stiles’ humming got his attention.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, Emma! I got a bunch of composition notebooks as gifts and they're very pretty, but I don't really know how to best use them. I prefer spirals or loose leafs for notes, and they're not perforated. Any ideas on how to use these composition books? Thanks ><)

Hi! I know what you mean about being particular about notebooks - the number of ones I went through trying to figure out which style I liked best is crazy! Here are a few ways you could use them:

  • bullet journal: note down all your daily to-do and focus on getting them done!
  • diary: log your day, write what you did, just a record of your day-to-day happenings
  • gratitude journal: write down things you’re grateful for each day and why 
  • 365 journal: write down a sentence a day. Could be a quote you like, an event that happened, a funny moment or something!
  • dream log: write down your dreams and maybe research their meaning!
  • review journal: if you see and movie or read a book write down your thoughts! 
  • photo a day journal: make a daily scrapbook/photo album
  • expense tracker: note each thing you spend your money (you could track everything or just the things you treat yourself on)
  • goals journal: set yourself a goal and try to map out how you will achieve over a certain amount of time! Record how well you’re doing!
  • recipe book: write down ingredients and an easy step-by-step guide so you can always make something to eat
  • dashboard notebook: a little book that is kind of a hub of your life such as important emergency contacts, accounts names/passwords/emails, etc
  • tv show tracker: note down each season and cross of episodes as you go. You could also write down important parts of each episode so you can be reminded of what you’ve seen.
  • inspiration/mood-book: print off photos, quotes, random bits and bobs that you find inspiration
  • gift log: write down the birthdays, anniversaries, holidays of your friends and note down any ideas you might think they’d like as a gift. If they ever say “I love that!” then make a note of what it is and where to get it so you can get later!
  • wishlist journal: take note of things you’d like to buy over the year!
  • happiness journal: make a scrapbook of things that make you happy - could be photos, quotes, events, people, etc
  • monthly overview, goals and reflection: each month write down things that happened and how you felt
  • project/assessment book: plan out all your school or university assignments such as due dates, word count, to-dos, questions, citations, etc
  • ‘fuck that’ book: when you’re angry or annoyed by something, write it down, rant about until your hearts content!
  • your own wreck this journal - you can Google to see what I mean but make your own version. Either you come up with ideas or maybe get a friend to write down cool things to do.
  • magazine clipping journal - if you see anything you like, cut it and stick it in. For me, I’d maybe do street style or runway fashion!
  • swatch book: whenever you get some new pens, make a swatch board of them!
  • friendship journal: you and your friend(s) could make a book where you write down things you like about each other, places you go to together, photos you take, etc. Maybe pass it around each week and you can all review what you’re doing!
  • travel log: even if you aren’t travelling far or overseas write down where you go and what it was like. Write down places you’d like to visit or things you’d like to see!
  • doodle book: just a book full of random drawings, sketches, etc
  • writing prompts: find some writing prompts that you’d like to continue and get writing!
  • receipts book: stick in all the things you spend your money on either to track or just out of curiosity!
  • flower press log: a cool way to save any pretty plants you find!
  • scrapbook: put in some of your favourite things in there! You could maybe do them for your friends for cute, personalised gifts!
  • handwriting practice: take time to practice your lettering, caligraphy or just normal handwriting!
  • habit tracker: do a ‘don’t break the chain’ kind of thing to either create or break your habits!

Hope that gives you some ideas! x