get me to 200 notes please

Guys -- OMG

I have had this blog for six days, as of today. I just scrolled to the very bottom of my notes to see. Six days, and I’m at 171 followers!

If we get to 200, I might do a special fic giveaway or something. I need to figure it out.

BUT. I was wondering if anyone would be up for having a discord server or skype chat so we can all hang in one place? I have so much fun talking to you guys and it would be a total party, my dudes! Please, let me know, and reblog to share the word! 

School-Related Sentence Starters


  • “Did we have homework?”
  • “Please be my lab partner.”
  • “Can I borrow a pencil?”
  • “I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
  • “Can I copy off of you real quick?”
  • “Do you think the teacher is hot?”
  • “It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
  • “Do you think the new kid is hot?”
  • “Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
  • “You are…so dumb…”
  • “Was Shakespeare gay?”
  • “Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
  • “If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
  • “Can I borrow your notes?”
  • “This class is so boring…”
  • “Am I in the right classroom?”
  • “Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
  • “Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
  • “Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
  • “I can’t wait to graduate…”
  • “Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”


  • “I forgot about the midterm.”
  • “I’m gonna FAIL.”
  • “Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
  • “Please help me study.”
  • “If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
  • “Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
  • “I live at the library now.”
  • “Do you need help with the chapter?”
  • “I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
  • “I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
  • “I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
  • “Do you even know how to read?”
  • “I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
  • “Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
  • “I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
  • “Sleep is for the weak.”
  • “I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
  • “I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
  • “Your notes are just doodles.”


  • “What’s for lunch?”
  • “Please trade lunches with me.”
  • “I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
  • “There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
  • “All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
  • “I would kill for a taco right now.”
  • “Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
  • “There’s pizza today.”
  • “Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
  • “Ugh, this is expired.”
  • “Is this seat taken?”
  • “I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
  • “Did you make this?”
  • “If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
  • “I made brownies.”
  • “Let’s eat outside today.”
  • “Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
  • “You’re in my seat.”
  • “These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”


  • “I can’t run for my life.”
  • “Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
  • “Why do you look so red?”
  • “I’m DYING.”
  • “It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
  • “I can’t run anymore.”
  • “Your team is going DOWN.”
  • “Are you okay?!”
  • “You really suck at this, don’t you?”
  • “Think fast!”
  • “Is that the best you can do?”
  • “I dare you to race me.”
  • “I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”

Uniforms / Clothes

  • “I HATE these pants/skirts.”
  • “Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
  • “I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
  • “I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
  • “Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
  • “I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
  • “I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
  • “Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
  • “Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
  • “Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
  • “Class rings are overrated.”
  • “We should totally get matching hoodies.”
  • “What show/movie is your shirt from?”
  • “I can see your underwear.”


  • “Wanna skip?”
  • “I can’t believe I’m in here.”
  • “Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
  • “That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
  • “I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
  • “Fuck the police.”
  • “They put me in here just for being late…”
  • “Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
  • “A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
  • “You look like you don’t belong in here.”
  • “This is prison.”
  • “I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
  • “They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
  • “All I did was a little graffiti.”
  • “I’m taking a nap.”
Challenge time!!

So I decided to do one of these, as they get more attention. And my partner has agreed to let Tumblr decide my fate. So here is my little challenge/game

1 like for this post = One day of denial.

1 reblog for this post = One week of denial

1 comment for this post = 1 vote to have my partner get my useless cunt pierced shut! For every 10 notes this gets, I will add one year to my denial. At 200 notes the amount of time will double. At 400 notes the time will triple. At 600 I will never have an orgasm from vaginal sex ever again! While this is going on, send me anonymous or public messages!! Should I get nipple piercings? Tell me! Should I get a rainbow colored dildo? Tell me! Want to remind me that my cunt is useless? Please do ❤ Bring it on Tumblr, deny me forever!

Wonder Boy (Part 2)

Originally posted by matthews-nylander-marner

Due to very popular demand, I have decided to make Wonder Boy a miniseries! Yay! Part one was my first ever post to get over 200 notes so that’s a big deal, right? This one isn’t quite as long as part one, so please forgive me! So, I hope y’all enjoy!

Warnings: the usual cursing, sexual innuendo, and mutual rudeness

Check out some of my other fics!

It was a game we played every week. I would show up at the bar with my friends, who would promptly rush the dance floor while I saved us a booth. Auston and his teammates would show up nearly an hour later and claim the nearest open booth to mine. He would send me a drink, always a top-shelf sherry and always delivered by the bartender with the same message; “I’m sorry.”

“If you don’t mind me asking,” the bartender said one Friday whilst delivering my drink, “but are you ever going to talk to that guy? He’s spent almost $100 on drinks for you in the past couple weeks. Did he really fuck up that bad?”

“Well, it’s not my fault that he only thinks top shelf booze is worth drinking,” I countered before adding, “Maybe someday, but for now I’ll just see how long the free drinks last.”

“I mean, props to you, because it sounds like he’s going to keep sending them until you give him the time of day. Guy’s really hung up, but who wouldn’t be,” he said before shooting me a smile and resuming his post behind the bar. It was the beginning of an ongoing mild flirtation between me and the bartender, Sam, and it really seemed to piss Auston off. Plus, Sam was very cute and quite witty. Clever enough to hold a conversation with as I sat at the bar watching my friends making fools of themselves.

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Thanks many of you for the love you all give to my latest post. I was like wow when I see there are more than 200+ notes. My followers increased like a rocket 🚀 😂. many many thanks.

I got asked a lot of questions about how to free styling. To be honest, sorry I met Arab in a very random situation, I wasn’t free-styling so I’m not an expert to ask. Please prefer to those SB blogs who are free-styling for advice.

On the other hand, Arab went back from UK. He brought me a lot of jewelries but those are not my style because I prefer simple designed jewelries but it’s still money anyways. He texted me to get ready he will pick me up for breakfast. Okay daddy !!!! When I walked to his RR, the other girls sat under dorm’s porch looked at me like “gross you are having sex with an old man for money” but I give no shit. I even looked at them and smiled while he was closing the car door for me 😂

I spent last whole week with him. Someday we stayed at his place in Highland Parks, someday he drove us to Houston so he can checkup his company. I even helped him arrange his office based on my understanding of geomancy, organized his papers and fix his frozen wins 7 computer (unbelievable!!!) 😂 he was impressed but he kept forgetting I’m an engineering student fixing those are easy.

Last Saturday morning he told me my 2005 Honda looks so old now I need a new car. To be honest, I’m not a car person. I just need a vehicle to get me from point to point. I don’t have the idea of “I need to drive a fancy car because i’m a sugar baby”. Of course I’m expecting him to get me one if he said that, but how to sound not so much gold-digging? I told him “I will get a new car eventually, but only after I work and get my parents a new car first”. He knows and admires that I’m family-oriented so he looked at me in awe for few seconds, then later that afternoon
He took me to Audi showroom and got me an A4. strategy WIN !!! Now I’m driving a brand new Audi without even have to ask for one. He added me to his insurance and said I can drive his RR if he isn’t in TX. He said if I spend this whole summer with him I can keep the car forever so I’m not taking any summer classes 😂 I need a break from those cancer cells anyways.

We are going to NYC next week because he wants some new clothes from Thom Browne, and wants to see Broadway ( I’m not a big fan but okay). Guess I will see if his cards get blocked from my shopping hahahaha.

I got lucky because this man is obsessed with Asian women. I still havent got used to this 46-yrs-old man who throw money like trash but I’m not complaining 😂 ps: he trimmed his hair and beard because I complained it made him look much older. I found his action is kinda cute 😂

Anyways, thanks for your support/cheering/loving messages and comments. I will try to get on Tumblr more frequent. Feel free to ask me any random questions from sugar advice to photography to biomedical stuffs to engineering. I hope all SBs have been great with their sugar life ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

 05.02.17 | Hello!! I recently hit 200+ followers, and am officially on summer break, and have wanted to do something to celebrate! (I wanted to do something for 100 followers, but school got in the way T o T) So I have decided to do blog compliments and bujo doodle requests!

Being an art student, I want to offer up something I can do for you guys! And what better than doodles? Plus I want to check out more blogs!

For the rules and more details, please read below the cut!

This won’t happen if this post gets bellow 10 notes.

Keep reading

Just gonna throw some more angel demon AU at you peeps~


Backgrounds are *fun* (please note sarcasm) at least I’m getting a little better?  


Linctavia Week
Day 4: Octavia as Lady of Winterfell & Lincoln as a Wildling

Winterfell, 499 AC

She meets him for the first time when she’s out among the trees.

Her brother’s constant focus on her future gets to her sometimes and she heads out there to be alone, surrounded by the wild. It isn’t even that she doesn’t want to be Lady Octavia, because she truly doesn’t mind it too much; but sometimes she just wants the peace of the wood surrounding Winterfell. And then other times, she’s afraid. She’s not naïve, she’s heard the talk—the offers for her hand that her brother’s been declining for her without her knowledge, her part in the trade negotiations that Bellamy’s successfully been able to narrowly avoid agreement to.

But unless something drastic happens, Bellamy will have no choice soon. Her training on being a Lady will someday end, and he’ll have to give her hand to someone. Octavia doesn’t want to leave home, though. She’s not all that fond of the idea of belonging to someone else if she doesn’t get a true choice. More than anything, though, she just wants Winterfell.

So distracted is she by her thoughts, that she doesn’t see the boar charging after her until it’s too late. Her eyes widen, her mouth opens in a scream, and her body is telling her to run, to move out of the way, but it isn’t doing anything. At the last moment, a man comes out of the woods with a spear and stabs the boar.

“Thank you,” she whispers as she stares up at him, looking him over. “I’m Octavia, by the way,” she introduces herself.

“My name is Lincoln,” he answers. He’s not one of her brother’s men, sent to follow her. He isn’t even from around here, she’d presume. Her eyes widen. “You’re on our land!” she exclaims.

The Free Folk have been on peaceful terms with the rest of the realm for over a hundred years now. The wall opens for both sides now, and they roam free, just as anyone is allowed past the Wall now. However, house seats are thought to be off limits. It’s not an official limitation, but Octavia’s been at Winterfell all her life and never see a Wildling before…until now, that is.

The tall man shrugs. “No one lives in the wood between your border and ours,” he says. “It has long been free ground.” He bends down and takes a small knife to the boar, skinning and gutting it.

“Why are you here, then, if you don’t live here?” she asks.

He gestures with his knife to the boar on the ground. “Better hunting.”

“You steal our game?” her head tilts to the side, and the slightest hint of accusation appears in her voice.

“It’s free land.”

“So you say,” she says.

He stands and moves to another area. Octavia watches in fascination as he gathers sticks and fallen wood. It doesn’t take him long to have a fire started. She steps closer to it, grateful for the sudden warmth. “You should learn to protect yourself if you’re going to come out here alone,” he replies, changing the subject abruptly. Octavia doesn’t mind.

“I’m supposed to be a Lady,” she tells the stranger who saved her. “I’m not supposed to need to protect myself. And, usually Lya’s with me. She’d have taken that boar down for me.”

“A wolf is not a knife,” he answers, holding out his own for emphasis.

Octavia straightens and a chill runs across her back. “I never told you Lya was my direwolf.”

“I’m—here…often, I’ve seen you…with the butterflies. The wolf was with you. You called her Lya.”

She smiles and relaxes just slightly. In silence, she watches him tend to the fire and prepare the boar. The sun sets in the sky, but she’s not worried. Lya would alert Bellamy if she sensed that Octavia was in danger, and she’s beginning to become certain she’s not.

She continues to ask questions and he continues to answer, with short, but truthful responses. Octavia finds herself intrigued by him. Finally, once they’ve had their fill of the boar he’d saved her from she stands. “Well, I must get back. They’ll be looking for me soon.”

He nods wordlessly, and, not expecting anything further to be said, she starts walking back toward Winterfell.

“I could teach you,” she hears him say, after taking only a few steps. She turns back to face him. Realizing his statement was ambiguous, he adds, “How to protect yourself—I could teach you.”

Octavia smiles. “I’d like that.”

Help help help

My best friend (the girl I’m hopelessly in love with) lesbian-in-brighton or Hannah has agreed that if I can get 250 notes on this she will book a flight and come visit me

She lives in England and I live in the US
We have been talking for over a year and have never met in person

Please please please rebolg and like this!
I will make a video when I get home and beg some more

PS: she has almost 8,000 followers and I have about 200, you guys can make this happen!! :)

anonymous asked:

i don't have a job and i really need moneys, is there any way for me to get paid online? if yes please help me i really need the money

i know a site and it’s called i-say it doesn’t pay you cash it pays you with rewards (for example, gift cards) and those could go up to 200$ super fast,you have to sign up and then you confirm your email address and they will ask you to do a survey for them and once you’ve done that you will get
rewards!!it’s super easy i do this at least two times a week and i get around150-300$ from them!!

NOTE : USA and CANADA are open to all the programs!


Heartbreak Girl

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 3.5 / Part 4 / Part 4.5 /

Part 5.1 / Part 5.2 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8

Part 9 of ?


(This is dedicated to @puredream9598 because I’m pretty sure you were my 200th Follower, so thank you my lovely! And to all you other sweethearts who followed/follow me 😘💖)

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and that you’ve all been relaxing and resting well!😄

Sorry for the little bit of the wait but it was my birthday and Christmas and I’m sick (so much fun) but here is the next part of Heartbreak Girl!

As I have said previously, I have the next part (Part 10) ready and waiting to go, along with something special😉

PLEASE NOTE: The first 5 texts and the next 3 are from different days. Just so no one gets confused🙏

I have finally updated my Masterlist again!😄🎉

Also, I HIT 200 FOLLOWERS!!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH OMG, THANK YOU!🙊🙈😣😭😍😘💖 It still amazes me that this many people to like the shit I make up, so from the bottom of my heart, thank you💞

Enjoy my lovelies!💖

Remember, you can make requests HERE, I do see them and will do them as soon as I can!😘 Or if you just want to say something to me, you can do it there too, I read everything💖

Stress - Jefferson x Reader

Anon said- 24 and 42 with Jefferson please :)💕
Word count-1026
Warnings- mild sex references, stress
Notes- 1) ty all so much for 200 followers, i didn’t think I’d get this many so that is absolutely mad
2) really sorry for not posting anything in ages, i promise I’m going to try and be a bit more active now
3) i gained 100 followers in the time that i wasn’t posting how is that possible ??
Prompts- “Say it!”, “Make me.”

Getting home from a long day at work, you just wanted to get warm and comfortable. But, of course, your boyfriend Thomas had a different idea.

“Y/N…” He had whined when you had walked off to your shared bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes.
“Yes?” you replied, trying to keep your voice as cheerful as possible.
“I missed you,” he said, childishly with a slight grin on his face as he wrapped his arms around your waist and turned him to face you.
“I missed you too,” you said, smiling at him before twisting yourself out of his grip and went back to finding your clothes.
“But you haven’t bothered to spend time with me since you got in,” he said with the same childlike tone to his voice, clearly enjoying the moment.
“That was 5 minutes ago, Thomas,” You turned to face him once more. Holding up your newly-found clothes, you carried on. “Get out and give me a minute, and I’ll be out with you.”
“I can think of something else we could do if I stayed here,” he laughed, raising an eyebrow and smirking.
Flipping him off jokingly, you shook your head and once more told him to leave you alone for a minute, which he reluctantly obliged to.

You changed into the clothes quickly, knowing Thomas would whine if you took too long. Pushing the hair off your face, you turned off the light of the bedroom, plunging it into darkness once more and exited into the living room that Thomas was lounging in.
You flopped down on the couch next to him, your eyes fixed onto the television screen but not taking any attention to what was actually happening. It took only moments for you to feel Thomas’ arms snake around your waist and you relaxed into them while still keeping your posture straight and tense.
“You okay?” Thomas asked you, noticing this immediately.
“Fine.” You replied a little too quickly. “Fine, just- tired.”
He nodded. “I get it. You don’t need to explain.”

A few minutes passed, before he stood up wordlessly and walked into the kitchen.
“Thomas?” you called after him, seeing only his retreating back. No answer. “Thomas?” you tried again, louder this time to get your point across.
Once again, he didn’t reply but you could hear the clattering of metal and opening and closing of drawers and cupboards. You considered for a moment going to see what mess Thomas was clearly creating, but decided against it, knowing that it would just distress yourself even more.
Turning your attention back to the tv screen, you noticed that Thomas had turned it onto some cliché and cheesy game show. You turned up the volume to drown out the noise from the kitchen yet you still heard Thomas’ laughter when he’d realized what you’d done which made you smile.

Once the mess had been completed, Thomas came back out and sat down on the couch after placing two steaming hot mugs and bowls of leftover risotto from the night before that the two of you had made together; another incident which had destroyed the kitchen.
“I’m not cleaning up tonight,” you told him as he wrapped an arms around you once more.
“Nope,” he said, surprising you slightly. He detested cleaning up. “Not tonight. Perhaps in the morning.” You slapped him with your arm slightly and then reached for the mug. Thomas grabbed the remote and turned down the volume from when you’d turned it up to deafening height.
“Now I can’t hear it,” you jokingly whined.
“Clearly then, you’ve gone deaf.”
“Yet another problem to add to my worries,” you said, sighing over-dramatically.
He laughed but look concerned still. “You’re alright now though?”
“I’ll be fine. It’s just stress and and overload of work, no need to worry.” You looked him in the eye.
“Good,” he said, taking the half empty mug you were holding and putting it back on the table.
“Hey,” you complained. “I was drinking that.”
“I know,” he said. “I made it. I’d hope you were drinking it.”
“Then why’d you take it away?” You couldn’t see his logic.
“So I could do this without getting burnt preferably.” He said before jabbing his fingers into your sides, making you squeal out in defiance.

He knew you were ticklish. He knew it and he played it to his own advantage. Meanwhile, Thomas had no known weak spots but, if he did, he played it off really well. You tried to defend yourself but, seeing as Thomas was both bigger and stronger than you, it was no use. Thomas only stopped attacking you through his tickles once he had completely straddled you with your arms pinned above your head. Breathing heavily from the lack of chances to breath, you stopped struggling and instead focuses on how to move properly.
“Let me go,” you said firmly, looking him right in the eyes.
“Say you love me first,” he protested.
“I would have done so happily if you weren’t pinning me down like this.” You teased. His grip on your hands toughened as much as they could without hurting you.
“Say it!”
"Make me.”
And suddenly his lips were attached to yours, pressing you even further down as you kissed him back. His grip on your hands faltered slightly and you pushed out of the position, taking him off guard and you flipped both of you over so that you were on top.
“I win.” You grinned cheekily down at him.
“Th- that’s unfair!” He stammered slightly but also laughing gently with you.
“Nope,” you said, popping the ‘p’. “It’s called tactics.”

You pushed yourself off him and stood up, holding out your hand to him.
“Where are we going?” he asked confused.
“May as well clean up the kitchen now that we’re up.”
“I thought you weren’t cleaning up the mess?” he asked smirking once again.
“I’m not. That’s why you’re coming with me.” You said and you turned around towards the kitchen.

You heard him mutter “Dammit” and you smiled before your face dropped once seeing the kitchen.
“Thomas Jefferson, what did you do?”


Hey guys!!
As you probably already know from my previous post my office closed half of last Thursday and all of Friday because of hurricane Matthew so I’m not getting paid for those days! That means I’m out about 200$ for bills this month so I’m opening commissions!!!
I’m doing this on mobile so I’m so sorry for any weird formatting!

Pricing is as follows:

Icon: $10 (please specify what size)
Sketch: $15
Full color Waist up: 30$
Full color Full Body: $60
+half the price for multiple characters

please note these are approximations and depending on the complexity of your character it might change especially for multiples. Please contact me for a custom quote!!


Will you draw NSFW:
Of course!! NSFW usially has a complexity up charge so just contact me and we can talk about it!

Will you draw xyz kink/gore/character/interaction?
I’ll draw PRETTY much anything TBH. It’s always better to just message me and ask! The answer is almost always yes.

When do you want payment?
I need payment upfront before I can start.

What can I expect?
Icons will 90% of the time headshots unless asked otherwise

Sketches are sketches. I can do minor tweaks after completion but not major ones.

Full color waist up and full body paintings will get a sketch for approval which they can make changes to, and once that’s approved I will start to paint it. Once the painting has been completed minor tweaks can be done but no major ones. Major changes need to be handled in the sketch stage.

Any other questions just message me!!

I’m going to put a list here and mention anyone who showed interest. If your on the list and I haven’t contacted you already or if your interested and not on the list just shoot me a message!!! I do work 9-5 so don’t expect immediate responses.

The notes are mainly here for me so ignore them

@washigtub INVOICED Two icons pharma roller
@chocomejin PAID- waist up ratchet
@bossbot-PAID rodi/op waist up
@eat-your-spark-out DONE Starscream sketch
dynamesvirtue INVOICED Getaway sketch and two icons

If you’re on the list and no longer interested no worries at all! Just message me and I’ll take you off!

Thank you again to everyone interested!!

Oh my god imagine Hide being so fucking lovestruck when he meets Kaneki but every time he tries to talk to him or do something nice he always somehow hurts Kaneki

Kaneki drops his book and Hide quickly bends down to pick it up for him the same time Kaneki does, and they bonk heads. Ouch

Hide getting Kaneki’s order of hot coffee from the barista for him and turning around right into Kaneki who was a step behind him; the scorching coffee spills onto Kaneki’s chest and he’s screaming while Hide’s panicking and apologizing frantically trying to wipe the coffee off. Hide offers that Kaneki douse him in hot coffee too as payback. Kaneki refuses :]

Kaneki working part-time in the library and Hide accidentally knocks over a stack of books that miss falling onto Kaneki by a few inches. It leaves them blanching at the close-call. They were very thick encyclopedias

Hide has accidentally hurt Kaneki so many times he becomes scared to go near him in fear of hurting him again so for a week he avoids Kaneki completely. Kaneki is confused as to why Hide is avoiding him because he knows he just saw him duck around the corner, and he feels a little guilty thinking he’s done something to upset Hide.

Another week passes and Kaneki can’t take it anymore so he decides to take initiative. He hunts Hide down who promptly runs away at seeing Kaneki. The two chase around on campus until Kaneki catches Hide, who struggles in Kaneki’s grip and ends up pulling both of them to the ground.

Kaneki pins Hide’s arms to the ground, and straddles him. Hide squirms like a fish out of water to escape Kaneki but then he immediately stops when he sees the face on Kaneki. The poor boy is on the verge of tears and he’s trying to speak but he can’t or he’ll start crying.

Hide relaxes and Kaneki lets go to sit on the ground as he rubs at his eyes. Hide sits next to him and tentatively hugs Kaneki who leans into his touch.

They sit like that for a few minutes and then Kaneki says, “I would get hurt every day if it meant seeing you. So please stop avoiding me.”

My familys reactions to blond Kai

Lock Screen:

Home Screen: 


Mom: Is that miley cyrus?                                      

Me: No mom. It’s kai..

*shows mom home wallpaper*

Me: See? Kai.

Mom: But if miley was a boy…

Me: Mom nooo

*goes back and squints at first picture*

Mom: You’re right he’s prettier… 

*makes me show her my home screen again*

Mom: But he looks dark and angry… I see why you like him now

Me: tf is that supposed to mean

Mom: and I want to brush his hair.


*shows him lock screen*

Him: Pretty… girl?

Me: ….boy. damn it

Him: Why is he sitting like that? 

Me: He was performing.

Dad: Can I see? 

*shows him kai’s solo*

Dad: Wow…was he supposed to look crazy?

Me: Yes of course. *proud momma smile*

Dad: He’s cool. I like him.

Me: Me too!

Dad: I know.

*shows him home wallpaper*

Dad: I used to have a body like that.

Me: okay?

Dad: Actually I was buffer than that. 

Me: ….


*shows first picture* 

Him: Kaiiiiiii

Me: How did you know?!

Him: That’s the only clear name I can hear along with the other wild ape sounds you make when you watch those music videos.

Me: ….ah..

Him: His pose looks like a swan. 

Me: sort of.. I guess?

Him: Is he supposed to be a swan? He’s the dancer right? 

Me: No and yes. 

Him: It’s his jawline. 

Me: What?

Him: ….. It’s nice. 

Me: It was carved by gods.

Him: Please don’t get weird.

*dejectedly moves ahead to second wallpaper*

Him: ….

Me: What are you thinking?

Him: .. I like….his hair. *proceeds to ask my mom if he can bleach his hair and gets turned down immediately*


I desperately need some help earning money for my transition!
I need at least $200 dollars for my name change and gender marker change so I decided I’m going to sell my art. Currently I have a Redbubble but it’s not making me any income, so I came to Tumblr.

If you need more references for my art you can check out here here here (Note some are old RP accounts because I blog hop a lot)

You can get in touch with me by Email ( or send me an ask at !

Please, even if you can’t order it would help a lot just to get a few reblogs!

All work is saved as .PNG

Note: Due to limited resources only digital copies are available.