forever asking for food

Ask meme- Voltron style

(I just wanted to make one of these ok)

Sacrifice: if u had to die for any given Voltron character, who would it be?

Race: Would u rather be galran or altean?

Painting: Which three Voltron characters sum up your personality best?

Black paladin: Assuming shiro doesn’t return, who do u think should be the black paladin in his place?

Acquaintance: If u could meet any given Voltron character, who would it be?

Lion: If u were a paladin of Voltron, what lion would u pilot?

Body swap: U now switch places with any given Voltron character, so they live ur everyday life, and u live theirs. Who would u choose?

Motherhood: U now have to adopt and raise one of the Paladins as ur own child. Which would it be?

Face: If u could take the appearance of any Voltron character, which would it be?

lovinglaurens  asked:

akshsisv pls share ur autistic alexander hamilton headcanons with me??? I want to write him in my next fic!!!!!!


- volume control? whos that? never heard of her
- stim toy goblin with 9 drawers full of Stim Stuff
- [flops near a person] lie down on top of me for 6 hours please
- gets stuck in an activity…spends 8 hours popping bubble wrap if u let him…
- whats “stopping doing x to eat”? never heard of her
- time is fake so its ok to stay up until 7am and then sleep til 4pm
- yknow whats a good time? peace and quiet
- echolalia….Internal and Vocal…
- a Tone? On MY Internet? It’s More Likely Than You’d Think
- alternatively, That Sure Is a Tone, But Which One? Idk But I’m Anxious and Ready To Fight Now
- You Said We Were Going To Fight and I am Here But You’re Not And I’d Like to Know Why You Would Just Tell Lies on The Internet?
- [repeats lines from whatever hes writing out loud for 4 straight hours] [someone else reads the thing he’s writing like 8 hours later] “ohhh……that’s why…”
- gives good n firm hugs
- looks like 3 inches to the left of anyone he talks to
- headphones (is anything playing? we don’t know but they sure are on)
- [cuts off the arms of strangers if Touch occurs]
- Gullible? Me? ……..Yes, Definitely, But I Feel Called Out and Defensive Now
- same song on repeat for 5 weeks. “can we listen to something else” “no” “but” “no”
- AUTISTIC SAMEFOODING….like 2 things he will always default to if hes gotta Eat and he cba to think abt what to make
- dont touch his food he’ll Cry
- If I Pause Writing To Eat I Will Never Finish Writing So I Can’t Take A Break, Sorry
- sarcasm is fine from 4 and half specific people. the rest of them? Hmm
- abrupt nonverbal shutdowns that seemingly come out of nowhere
- routines but like. in a way that are not very obvious to other people? like his sleep schedule is a MESS but if u take 1 piece of broccoli off his plate before he has the chance to eat? he Will cry. He Was Going To Eat It Now Everything Is Messed Up. Forever.
- trouble making friends bc 1. whats the point of other people and 2. difficult they dont Understand
- [creeps around the house on his toes and doing the Autistic Raptor Hands]
- “hmm whats this” [puts it in mouth]
- a Gender? In MY House? I Dont Think So!
- [repeats the same thing 9 times in a row] WHY ARENT YOU LAUGHING/PAYING ATTENTION
- [teddy bear/inanimate object gets Hurt] oh no….o hhn n oo,,, ,.. oh nn n o o,,,.
- bad sensory feeling: [occurs] him: [Angry Flailing]
- if he likes u he will message u nonstop. it’s 4am? too bad. heres a picture of 2 birds in a swing. look at him go, liking all ur facebook statuses and tweets.
- i could go on. forever.


“can you do a fic where the reader and Tyler are best friends who like each other but don’t know and one day they’re just like chilling on his roof  at 3 am and talking then suddenly he accidentally confessess and you can take it from there?”

requested by anon!


Tyler wrapped his lips around the opening of the vodka bottle and raised it, taking a sip. He grimaced as he pulled away and passed the bottle to me, smirking.

“It’s not the best, but it’s something,” he offered, and I laughed, raising the bottle to my lips. When I pulled it away, I caught him staring at the side of my face. “How’re you doing?” he asked me, and I shrugged, scoffing.

“Best as I could be,” I murmured, taking another sip. I set the bottle between my thighs, “Derek is still trying to talk to me. Dunno why, I blocked him on everything and he’s still finding ways to talk to me.”

“Fuck Derek,” Tyler scoffed, and I giggled. 

“Y’know, guys are idiots,” I slur, smiling a bit. Tyler gasps. “It’s true! They always are so fucking confusing, and when you think they care, bam! They hit you with the fact they were always using you, or they’re too oblivious to notice you like them. They’re just… inconsiderate.” Tyler stayed silent. I sighed, throwing my head back and lying down on the rooftop, “I don’t know any guy I’ve dated that hasn’t used me in any way.”

“You’ll just have to find someone who will treat you right, y/n. You will eventually,” Tyler whispers. I scoff, my eyes suddenly burning with hot tears.

“Yeah, right,” I say, my voice wobbly. I sniff and wipe my face with my sleeve. “What decent guy would ever look my way? I swear I’ve got fucking ‘Doormat’ written across my chest.”


“Face it. I’ll never find a guy who genuinely likes me, it’s just not meant for me,” I say, my lip wobbling. I sniff again and groan, wiping more tears away. “Gah, look at me, I’m a mess.”

“No, you’re not,” Tyler says, reaching over and side hugging me. I lean my head on his shoulder, “Some guys are just too blind to see how great you are.” 

“You think so?” I whisper, and he laughs.

“I know so,” he whispers back. He rubs my shoulder and places his chin on my head.

“Maybe I’ll just have to date you,” I say, then snort. He tenses slightly, but then relaxes, so I continue, “I mean, I’ve known you forever and you’ve never once asked me for anything, not even money or food. I don’t think you have a mean bone in your body, Tyler Joseph.” we sit in silence for a minute.

“Okay,” he says, smiling down at me. I look at him, confused, a playful smile on my lips.

“Okay what?”

“Okay, let’s date,” he says. I stay silent, before bursting out laughing.

“Tyler, I was only kidding,” I say, smiling.

“And I’m not,” he says, face still. I stop.

“Tyler, you… you can’t be serious,” I say, my heart racing and tears building up in the back of my eyes.

“Y/N, I like you.”

“You can’t… I-I… I’m not good for you.”

“I don’t care if you fucking destroy me, it’d be the best thing to ever happen to me,” he says. “I’ve liked you forever.” I blushed under his gaze. He reached up and gently cupped my face in his hands, and rubbed his thumb on my jaw. “And God help me, I never would have had the balls to tell you any other time than tonight. I’ve been keeping this to myself since the 6th god damn grade. And… and maybe it’s the fucking vodka, or maybe it’s just since the stars are out and it’s three o’ clock in the morning and no one can hear me, but now you know that I love you.” he slowly takes his hand from my face, and before he can leave I grab the front of his hoodie and slam my lips onto his.

The kiss is rough and sloppy at first, not from lust but from the desperate need to be closer to each other. Then we find the perfect rhythm and slowly move our lips together. Tyler’s the one to pull away, but only to take a breath, then leans his forehead to mine, a goofy, lopsided smile gracing his face. 

“Okay,” I say, smiling.

“Okay what?” He asks, trying not to laugh, biting his lower lip.

“Okay, I’ll date you.” we both burst into laughter, and spend the rest of the night drinking and star gazing and kissing.

Fresh Fruit Waffle Sandwich with Chocolate Hazelnut Spread from Sleepy Hollow located in Magic Kingdom.

how to draw mizar:

-stay up for 56 hours

-drink 4-5 red bulls 

-put on some sweats 

-look in the mirror 

-draw that

see-aj-write-deactivated2016050  asked:

Can you write about how much Sam and Magnus ship Hearthstone and Blitz?

(Sure thing! I didn’t have Sam because it wasn’t really something I could see her doing, but here you go! Also, all of these drabbles are sing uploaded to my AO3 account depravedArbiter)

Magnus didn’t usually believe in meddling in the lives of others. Generally, he thought that people (or, in this case, dwarves and elves) had the right to live their own life and make their own decisions. However, he made an exception when it came to two of his friends who had been into each other for years, and were too fucking stupid to ever tell one another.

He lit the final candle atop a small table, which oozed an aura of romance with its dark oak wood and rose petal-lined candelabrum. Magnus looked down at his work with satisfaction, then scrambled onto the extended roof overhanging half of the small outdoor cafe, and waited.

About ten minutes later, at almost the exact same moment, Hearthstone and Blitzen stepped out onto the porch and quickly looked between each other and the nice dinner set out on the table. They both went completely red, and shuffled their feet awkwardly. Blitzen coughed, “Er, hello Hearth. Did you do all this?”

The tomato-faced elf signed in response: No. I thought you had.

Magnus scooted closer to the edge of the roof, silently as he could, to see the events transpiring below him clearer.

“Well, there’s no reason to waste a good meal,” Blitzen said, sitting down, and Hearth joined him.

Though awkward at first, they soon slipped into their normal, comfortable conversation, and Magnus did his best to follow the quick sign language from his perch.

Eventually, the impromptu date ended, and as the two exchanged goodbyes, about to part, Hearthstone leaned in and pecked Blitz on the cheek, every inch of him resembling a Maraschio cherry. Magnus quickly stood up on the tiled roof and began pumping his fists in the air, celebrating his acheivment. But as he began his victory dance, he lost his footing and tumbled off of the low roof, crashing smack-dab in the middle of Hearth and Blitz sharing an intimate and personal moment that they would most likely remember for years. Magnus’s vision cleared to see a confused and angry elf/dwarf pair glaring down at him.

“Ahaha, hey guys, what’s up? I didn’t see you there.”

“How about a reincarnation of Soos that makes a deal with Alcor for a slice of infinity pizza?” ~Person who submitted their prompt to Transcendence AU apparently.

“W̸̧̛͟H̸̨͘͡O̴҉̶͠ ̴̶͝͏D̵̢̢͠À̧R̵̶̸ÉS̶̸̴̀͝ ̴̴̴͡S̴̡Ù̡̧M̵̴̡M̸̸̀͝O͘͢͞N̨͠ ̴̷̕͟A̸̴̧Ļ̴͢͠Ç͜͟͝O͏Ŕ͢ ̡͏͡T̀́H̵̀͝Ę̸̢͟͡ ̸͘͢͠D̡͞Ŗ͞E̸À̧̕͜͡M̸̧̡͟͝B̶̶͡E̷͞Ņ̨͢͞D̨͏̸É͟͡R̷͠͠?̸́̀̕ “

A young girl sat at the edge of the circle, shivering at the breeze.

“Could I have some food that lasts forever?” she asked hopefully, looking up at him with big eyes. “I’ll give anything.”

Alcor looked around, and realized that this house was pretty bad looking. The windows seemed to have blankets taped over them to unsuccessfully keep the draft out, the furniture seemed dirty and broken, and it was dark and cold.

The girl herself looked dirty and cold, her brown hair stringy and oily. She looked fairly thin, and their was a bruise on her face.

The sad part was that he definitely recognized her soul.

“Look kid. Never tell a demon that you’ll give anything. They can twist that around and screw you over.”

The girl nodded, understanding.

“Why do you need food that lasts forever?” Alcor asked.

“My dad, he lost his job, and we haven’t been able to get food since. And he likes to buy weird smelling drink that makes him pass out.”

Alcor froze, then asked, “Did he cause that bruise?”

The girl quickly shook her head, saying, “No! I got into a fight because a couple of kids in my grade were making fun of a little kid because he lost his mom.”

Alcor shook his head, saying, “How about an infinite slice of pizza, in return for.”

He truly thought about it. Well, there was one option.

“Half of those drinks your dad buys?”

The girl nodded, running and counting out half of them, before bringing them back and laying them in front of her.

He reached his hand out, and the girl shook it, blue flames tingling against her hand.

As he took the alcohol, a piece of pizza materialized in the girl’s hand.

“If you take a bite, it will regenerate. It won’t get moldy or stale, and you and your dad can cut off pieces for dinners.”

“Thank you!” The girl smiled cheerfully.

“Good luck, kid,” he told her, giving her a pat on the shoulder before disappearing.

beshoo-220  asked:

Hi thanks for opening the request again!! Can I ask for Ota? When mc somehow lost her memory about him and how she even met him and the auction's mangers?! With a happy ending! Thanx💘

Base on Ota POV
It has been a year since _____ and I moved back to the Lake house at this small town. Our life here is as usual peaceful but the only different is that we have been sleeping in different room. She lost her memory a year ago when some idiot reporters chased after her and she fell off the steps. It was lucky that she escaped with no broken bone but she lost all her memories of me and the rest of the bidders.

Why is heaven so cruel to us? I can still remember her frighten face when she woke up. She literally crawls into the corner to escape from us. I feel my heart breaking and bleeding seeing her in the state but there is no way I am letting her go. It took me a while to calm down her down and accept me as a friend. Although she still can’t believe that she is engage to me. To protect her from further harm, I brought her back here. Hoping the memory we had here will help regain her memories. At least this is what I hope but it had been a year and no improvement so far.

“Ota, so you are hiding here the sunset here by the lake is beautiful.” She called up to me, smiling as usual.

“I am not hiding here. I am just thinking of something.” I replied and smiled at her.

“It is time for dinner.” She said and I followed her back to the house.

The only thing that has improved is that she is no longer afraid of me and able to have a normal conversation with me. There is so many times that I want to embrace her in my arms but I am afraid that I will scare her away. Is she not able to remember me forever?

“Is the food not to your liking?” She asked worriedly, breaking my thought.

“No it is not that. I just drift off thinking something.” I smiled back.

“Ota, did you regret giving up your career and come here with me? I mean you are a great artist. It is a pity that you give up because of me. I am just a no body.” She asked sadly.

“I once made a promise that I will protect you. If those reporters harm you in anyway, I will stop painting. It is my decision. You don’t have to worry much. Let’s eat before the food turn cold.” I smiled and tried to assure her. With that the conversation came to an end.

That night while she is asleep, I took out all the drawing of her that I had painted. She looks so beautiful and charming. I will always love her no matter what happen, even if she does not love me anymore. I feel tears flow down my cheeks and I hold the paintings in my hands and eventually fall asleep.

The next morning, I wake up to find my paintings missing. I search all over the place but I can’t find it. I soon realized that _____ is not in the house as well. I panicked and start running around the town looking for her. One of the Neighbours told me that she is in the church and I immediate race over there. Thanks goodness! She is there and holding on to the painting. She is staring at the blue bird on the floor where the sunlight reflects from the window.

“______, why did you left the house without informing me? Don’t make me worry like that?” I scolded but I soon realized that she is crying. “Why are you crying?” I soften my tone and wipe her tears away with my fingers.

“Ota, I really did try to remember but no matter how I tried, I just can’t remember a single thing.” She sobbed.

“I am not pressuring you. So you do not have to worry.” I comforted her and pat her back. Has she been worried all these time?

“No Ota, I can’t be so selfish. I may not be able to regain at all. It is not fair to you.” She continues sobbing.

“It is alright. I really do not mind.” I once again assure her that.

“I know that it is not fair for me to say that. However, if I said that we start all over again; will you accept me and still love me like in the past?” She asked sadly.

“If you give me a chance, so that we can start all over again. I will love you even more than before. No matter what happen, my love for you will never change. I promise you this.” I said and tried hard to hold back my tears.

I pulled her over and embraced her tightly in my arms. I never expect that I will be able to feel her again but this feeling is wonderful. I slowly lean in and kiss her passionately. She slowly gives in and returns my kisses. I do not care if she can’t remember her past. I will build new memories with her again.



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flanneldragonmainblog  asked:

what's blue's fav food (also charlie's i gotta know more about em we share names)

Blue doesn’t have a favorite food bc when she gets a new fav food she eats it all the time until she gets really tired of it. her fav drink is coke though.

Charlie loves pizza she could eat it 24/7. give her pizza she’ll love you forever.