go cici!

anonymous asked:

Thank you! ;v; And yes, yours and Cici's suggestions both gave me people to follow and I'm quite excited! (I can't believe Cici actually doodled me a smol gamkar. I'm cry.) I'm going through tags and trying to draw some gamkar now too. I hope I can find people to talk about them with soon!

omg good!!!

also here is my present to you. i got carried away hehe

{ @colourofaubergine​ | verse sc

“do you want some ice cream? we have some left over from when sophie and nathan were here.” ned was trying to offer some sort of comfort to micheleine. there had been plently of things happening at once, plently of people who seemed to be having things repeated. first him, then kate, then cici, and now micheleine. as much as they tolerated each other, ned didn’t really want to see anything happen to her family either. “how are things going for you and cici, for the campaign?” 

That's my girl - part 1 (a Jongin Series)

Genre: fluff

Characters: Jongin x OC

Description: Kim Jongin has dog envy. They go on an adventure together and he finds his true love. (Spoiler alert: it’s not the dog)

A/N : this story is fluff for now, who knows where it will go though. Perhaps there will be some serious passion coming soon. 😝 I really don’t know with this one. sometimes the stories write themselves.

That’s my girl [M] - part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 final

Kim Jongin was in love, he’d just met an angel. An absolute angel with golden fluffy hair that was so so soft and friendly eyes in the best shade of brown. The kind that looked right into your soul. When he first saw her she was coming out of his next door neighbors apartment. Her name was Cici.

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A Court of Rage and Wishes: Chapter 4 (post-ACOWAR)

Summary: After the War against Hybern, Ariciya (OC) returns to her life within the Court of Dreams and Illyrian military. Meanwhile, the Inner Circle searches for a way to break the spell on Vassa that binds her to the form of a firebird during the day. But, two years and zero working solutions later, whispers about the Mortal Queens rallying their forces for a revenge strike on Prythian surface. As a result, Ariciya is faced with a dilemma–will she be able to face her demons and stand at the front alongside Cassian, or will she go down in history as the girl who “wasn’t supposed to survive”?


Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Warnings: Sass. All the sass.

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anonymous asked:

Hey I know I'm a bit late but I really love your blog and I was wondering if I could be adopted too please? If you want to I'll just go by Cici❤️

Aww it’s never too late! Welcome to the family ☺️💕

That's my girl - part 2 (a Jongin series)

Genre: fluff

Characters: Jongin X OC

Description: Jongin’s eyes have been opened.

A/N: this one is fluffy fluff. It’s a bit short, but you guys will live. 😝

That’s my girl [M] - part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 final

Jongin’s doorbell rang and he looked at Cici. The dog was asleep on his floor, and had been since they had returned from their little adventure. Seemingly exhausted. In fact, she had been so tired she slept through the dinner and all through the night.

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That's my girl! - part 3 (A Jongin series)
I don’t feel bad.

Sure, he thinks he’s lost his mind but that will fade because you know what?!

It worked.

That dense nutty buddy finally, FINALLY saw what was in front of him all along and you know what?

That kiss?

That wasn’t me. I watched, sure cause that’s my job but that wasn’t me.

That kiss was all Kim Jongin.

So is my job here done? Not quite. The deal should be sealed and we haven’t quite gotten there yet. Hopefully I won’t have to possess anymore smelly, itchy animals to get there.

One thing is certain. Those two people are connected in a way that goes beyond the mere physical.

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Kyo stood in the Tokyo airport, sporting a pair of designer jeans and a freshly-trimmed beard. It was March; in a week, he and his fiancée would go to London to spend Easter with their daughters, their elated, giddy daughters; then Cici would go home and make the final plans for their big June wedding.

He hadn’t seen her since he’d flown into New York for Valentine’s Day (without telling her). He didn’t really understand it, but she’d liked the flowers—and the chocolate—and the card—and probably the earrings too. Maybe he had gone a little overboard, but then, they had eleven years to make up for.

Which would explain why he now stood twirling a red rose in his fingers as he waited to see her.