halp i love you too much

Sin #6: The Princess and I

Come stop your crying it will be alright;
Just take my hand; hold it tight.
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here don’t you cry.

While the Queen was away on a royal trip, the King and the Princess would sleep together, counting down the nights before Mommy comes home.


Hope you don’t mind me tagging (tell me if you dun like it, aye) @f-dee @kseifert @incorrectmidc @emigotchi 

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SO IM TOO INVESTED IN THE WHO KILLED MARKIPLIER SERIES woops I JUST… HAD TO

Damien is just my fav and i dont know why hes just so sweet i want to give him a hug hes going through SO MUCH. Also SELENA… I WAS GAY FOR HER THE MOMENT SHE CAME IN WHATS GONNA HAPPEN WHO KNOWS. And Colonel.. WHAT CAN YOU SAY ABOUT HIM i love that chaos god motherfucker

so heres my contribution. i was gonna draw the jim crew but i ran outta time

@markiplier

Without You (ch. 2)

|GUYS OMF I JUST I CAN’T THANK YOU ENOUGH FOR ALL YOUR POSITIVE FEEDBACK AH! I AM LITERALLY FREAKING OUT I LOVE YOU GUYS! I was so close to not writing this right now (I finished it but lost my progress due to technical difficulties ugh), BUT AH I JUST I READ ALL THE FEEDBACK AND EVEN IF IT WAS VERY FEW IT MEANS SO MUCH AND NOW I’M MORE INSPIRED AND AH WHATEVER I’M DONE RANTING HERE’S PART TWO!! AH! GET READDDYYY|
• Chris Evans x Reader •
//soulmate au. you wake up on your eighteenth birthday having switched bodies with your soulmate.//
[uh, I’m not really sure if cursing is an actual trigger warning?? But I’m pretty sure it can be for some, so if it is for you, please please! Read at your own risk! I love you!]
`keys` (y/f/n): your full name   (y/p/n): your phone number  (y/e): your email  (y/f/a): your full address  (y/f’s/n): your father’s name  (y/m’s/n): your mother’s name
-I GOT SUPER TIRED AND JUST MADE THE OTHER CHARACTERS BASED OFF OF ACTUAL PEOPLE IN MY LIFE PLEASE FORGIVE-
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   “You, hopefully kind sir, have great taste in literature,” you grinned happily as you scanned your soulmate’s bookshelf. “And architecture,” you nodded satisfied at the lovely design of the bookshelf itself.
   “Woah,” you whispered as you sped to the window where a planter holding your favorite flower sat. “Holy shit man, this soulmate thing is so fuckin’ surreal,” you laughed to yourself.
   “Man, what were you even afraid of anyway? This is fuckin’ great!” you exasperated happily.
   This was all so cool!
   Well, yes of course.
   Right
up until you finally saw a glimpse of your reflection in the medicine cabinet mirror through a small opening of the bathroom door.
   You had only seen your eyes and you already knew who he was.
   I mean, come on, how wouldn’t you? He was your fucking lockscreen!
   He’s your celebrity crush. Who also happens to be your very unlucky soulmate.
   ‘(Y/n), this may had not been one of your initial fears but this is far worse,’ you seethed to yourself.
   This was really bad. This was horrid.
   Why,
you ask?
   Oh, well, I don’t know, maybe it’s because this was way worse than not having a soulmate! Why, again you ask? Because it won’t work out. It’ll never work out!
   
“Dude you are in so much shit right now.” He’ll run. Oh my God, he’ll run so far you might wake up in a fucking forest, (y/n). Oh no, this poor guy, this wonderful, unlucky man. He’ll wake up in ecstatic excitement only to open your phone to his face as your lockscreen. Do you know how creepy that must be? Oh my God, he would never want his soulmate to be one of his fangirls?? Who would?? “(Y/n), you are in sooooo much shit,” you shook your- his head violently.
   ‘But well, ya’ know, maybe he would,’ a small, shy voice whispered from the back of your mind. There she was, positive (y/n), the one who always saved you in times like these. Well, I mean, maybe not always, but sometimes.
  ‘Maybe, ya’ know, maybe it won’t bother him. Maybe he won’t care. Maybe he’ll still want to make it work. Maybe he’ll just love you all the same,” the voice shrugged. Positive (y/n) you are such a sweetheart, why don’t you fucking speak up more often you little butt.
   ‘Yeah, but what if he won’t.’
   Yeeep,
and there’s anxiety again, YOU WEREN’T FUCKING INVITED WHY ARE YOU HERE.
   
“Alrighty, (y/n). You are gonna stop being such a weirdo and make a decision,” you muttered as you searched through the Bible drawer for a pen and paper. “You are going to settle your thoughts the fuck down,” you scolded as you found what you needed, “And write him a letter, because you have no other choice, you squirt.”
   “Hey :)
   I totally understand if you don’t want to go through with this, for any reason. You either decided to go through with it and changed your mind once you met my family, or then again you could’ve just not wanted to  do it in the first place. And I totally respect that.
   However, this is the hopeful side of me speaking yes hi hello  if there’s even a sprinkle of a chance that you genuinely, really want to continue this, here’s my information
:
   (Y/f/n)
   (Y/p/n)
   (Y/e)
   (Y/f/a)
                                                 Apologizing for her penmanship,
                                                                                    (Y/n)”

   ‘Let’s just hope he actually wants- wanted anything to do with you,’
you thought as you nervously as you laid the letter on his nightstand and began to crawl back into his bed. ‘But for now, let’s pass the last hours by anxiously overthinking every possible worst-case scenario, shall we?’
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Chris
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Chris woke up begrudgingly that morning, like every other morning really.
   Except this one was significantly different. He was a girl this morning. Which he obviously wasn’t other mornings.
   He sat up on the (very comfy, he managed to note) bed overwhelmed by shock and confusion for about 5 minutes.
   And then it hit him.
   He was a woman because this was his soulmate.
   “Chris, you truly are a fucking meatball,” he scolded himself. But no one would really be able to tell, considering he was grinning so hard he could most probably put the sun to shame.
   This was so overwhelming. This was so great. This was incredible. He hadn’t even seen his reflection yet, he hadn’t even known shit about you and it already felt magical. “They were all right, this is fucking incredible.”
   
He giddily got out of your bed and searched for your phone. Once he found it he got into it quickly ‘cause you didn’t activate your password lock on it, ‘Oh my God, she’s so thoughtful,’ he smiled as he opened your phone’s browser.
  He wouldn’t let this slip, he wouldn’t let any second go to waste, so the first thing he did of course was book himself a plane ticket. ‘Wait-’ he remembered as he was filling out flight information, ‘I don’t know where the fuck I am.’
   “I guess I should ask her family, or whoever she must live with,” he smiled nervously to himself. He was nervous. He was anxious. He was scared. But all that was overshadowed by the excitement and joy he felt, so he went and opened your bedroom door with a giant grin on his- your face.
   There were several loud thuds followed by several profanities mumbled in pain when he did. Your family was eavesdropping.
   “Holy shit, I’m so sorry!
I didn’t know any of you were there, oh gosh- I’m so, so, so sorry!” Chris repeatedly apologized to the bundle of people on the floor of the carpeted hallway in front of him.
   “Oh, no, don’t apologize,” your Dad, he guessed, said with a chuckle as he got up, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. “We should apologize, we were eavesdropping. We’re just so excited to meet (y/n)’s soulmate.”
   “You are her soulmate, aren’t you?” your mom asked him cautiously. ‘She’s experienced, or at least witnessed the worst-case scenarios,’ he thought to himself.
   “Yes, ma’am,” Chris grinned holding out his- your hand to your mom. “You bet I am.”
   
Squeals erupted from the three ladies- (sisters?) behind your parents, Yes!’s and fistbumps ensued between three men (brothers?) behind them, and eat-shitting grins coming from your parents.
  “I’m (y/m’s/n), (y/n)’s Mi-Mi- I mean mother,” she laughed as she hugged Chris tightly, and Chris returning the hug sheepishly. “Bless you,” she whispered.
  “I’m (y/f’s/n), (y/n)’ dad,” your dad smiled as he shook Chris’ hand and hugged him as well.
   “I’m Keara,” the short haired blonde grinned. “(Y/n)’s best friend.”
   “And I’m Faith,” the bleach blonde girl said as she raised a playful eyebrow at Keara. “(Y/n)’s real best friend.”
   “You guys I’m really sorry- I’m really not- to interrupt your argument, but I,” the darker skinned brunette teased with a smirk. “Julia am (y/n)’s only best friend,” she introduced as everyone laughed.
   “Alright- Alright, the real party has to start,” the youngest looking man stepped in front of the girls. “I’m Curtis, (y/n)’s beloved brother who she is most close to,” the young man smirked as he shook Chris’ hand. “There the party has started,” he joked as your family rolled their eyes.
  “Hey, I’m Chris- or rather we’re both Chris,” the shorter one introduced as he motioned between him and the tallest one. “We’re also (y/n)’s brothers.”
   “Also known as the people who are going to be your second most likely murderers if you ever forsake (y/n),” the taller one grinned as he gave your soulmate a slight nod.
   “Who’re the first likely?” he asked amused.
  “We are,” said the three girls from before in unison before the hallways erupted with laughter. They may be some lovely ladies, but in that moment Chris was actually somewhat terrified of them.
   “Wow, it’s so wonderful to meet you all,” Chris grinned at your wonderful family. “I’m Chris, as well,” he chuckled looking at your two brothers with the same name.
   “Chris Evans,” he grinned.
   There was a small amount of confused silence until Faith crossed her arms and raised her blonde eyebrow at him.
   “You can’t possibly mean Chris Evans as in Chris Evans Chris Evans. As in Iris’ crush Chris Evans. As in Captain America Chris Evans,” she laughed. “Or can you?” she said with eyes widened.
   “I actually can,” Chris sheepishly chuckled as he rubbed the back of his- your neck.
   “Holy fuck,” they all said in unintentional unison.

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{HEEEEYYYYY I FINISHED IITTT YIIISSSSSSS! I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT! Again, thank you all SO much for all the wonderful feedback!! IT REALLY MEANS A LOT AGSHSJKADSKACD. I hope this was acceptable! I kinda felt like I didn’t know how to go about it ugh, please forgive me if it’s a disappointment, and tell me if you think it is! It would mean a whoole lot <3. AGAIN, THANK YOU ALL I LOVE YOU I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!}

Um?

What would Pip’s eye look like if he took off the patch? Do y’all have any headcanons for this? I’m guessing it’s missing I…don’t know lol. I’m asking for art and fic purposes lol I don’t even know what to google.

Especially for writing a kinda-in-canon fic I’m like….damn there’s a lot of shit I rly don’t know. I suppose it’s because it’s a pretty short series. I don’t know what to write as far as what went down with the missing eye situation. I DO KNOW that Hirano appreciates glasses and eyepatches as an aesthetic though lol.

Btw thank you for the follows I rly appreciate it & I’d already fight for y’all with these hands because y’all love Hellsing so much too to be honest. Sry my text posts are random af btw lol. Just know that u have my love. & I generally hate people. lol

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A couple more idle doodles of today between work.
Casual older Mikleo because I can. Don’t judge me >>;;;;;;
Edna’s design and colors remind me of Rin and that makes me insta-happy :’3

I’m happy I’m drawing fanart again, even if just doodles… it’s been a while ;v;

Older Atsushi wearing punk clothes for @intra-fiducia! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Probably I didn’t do him justice, but I still hope you like it ;3;

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Eren becomes a model for Levi’s Jeans. And ends up the butt of way too many jokes in the agency. (SNK Model AU has taken over my life, halp)

“So, what do you think of the new recruits, Levi?”
“Erwin, can I break my contract. I can’t handle all these brats and their raging homones.”
“Don’t you mean hormones?”
“No. This shithole is filled with all the homo + hormones, so homo-nes." 

yes, yes i know there are a lot of valduggery quote masterposts ou there, but these are the ones that hi hard. at least for me

“We didn’t die,” she said.

“Of course not. I’m too clever, and you’re too pretty.”

“I am pretty,” Valkyrie said, managing a grin.

(aka “wow skul this girl is smart and cute BUT DONT GET WIERRD OKAY ” (internal monologue))

“You don’t know what I think of him.”

Scapegrace laughed. “I can see it in your eyes. Everyone can. It’s cute, actually, the way you follow him around, believeing every word he says.”

(aka wow scapegrace good job u werent useless also did you call her cute shes like 13 here)

And then she was on her knees. There were tears running down her face, and it was like a part of her had been cut out, somewhere in her belly, and her thoughts were frozen in her mind.

(i have a lot of feels about this one because a damn derek writing much and b it was our first cliffhanger when we were all innocents still)

She missed him She missed is voice, and his humour, and his warm arrogance, and those moments in his company when she realised this was when she came alive - finally living, by the side of a dead man.

(sniff)

Something clutched at Valkyrie’s heart and wouldn’t let go. She made a sound, like a whimper, but when she tried to say his name she couldn’t. She walked very slowly, so very slowly, to the center of the room.

(this is so so sad i might start crying turn away)

“Please say something. Please. I’ve missed you so much and worked so hard to find you. Please.”

(oh my god ohmygod whyy)

“It’s me. It’s Valkyrie.”

“You’d be surprised how many figments of my imaginations say that.”

(OH MY GOD BECAUSE HE THINKS ABOUT HPW HE PROBABLY RUINED HER LIF E AND FEELS H=GUILTY AND SVYGHBJSFDFHSEIOBK)

“It could have killed her! For what? For a chance to gt me back? You should have left me there!”

(aka the obsession starts to set in in both of them)

“But you came into hell and you brought me back. I may disappoint you, but you have never disappointed me. And you never will.”

(please dont look at me)

“Until the end.”

“Until the end.”

(hahHAHhaHAHhaH y u do dis)

the whole “i understand” scene in mortal coil when she tells hims shes darquesse

“…he recreated himself in a form only she could see.”

(shush it counts okay)

“I want Valkyrie back.”

(the rest of these captions are pretty much sobbing not sorry)

“I don’t care abut what he did during the war. I’m thinking about something much more recent.”

(oh skul)

“No, what do we do now? We’re partners. You’re my best friend. I love you.”

(whyyyyyy halp)

“…he pushed her against the wall.”

(YES I KNOW HE WAS CHECKING HER FOR BULLETS BUT ITS THE ONLY THING THAT WE HAVE THAT IS CANON OKAY)

“Your reflection is still naked, by the way.”

(admit it. you screamed. you imagined this scene hundreds of times. we all know he didn’t “just notice” it. he wa taking his SWEET ASS PERVY SKELETON TIME)

“You’re late.”

“I’m beautiful.”

“You’re always beautiful.”

“I’m always late, too.”

(dont mind me just dying)

I GOT TOO LAZY TO DO THE REST I WILL LATER PROMISE

anonymous asked:

❄ ❅ ❆ ❆ Bones has pierced nipples. Bones has pierced nipples and Jim had never noticed because Bones wore undershirts that are far thicker than the standard issue ones and Jim had just assumed that Bones was prone to being cold with all the layers he wore. It wasn't until they were changing into their wet suits that Jim finally saw him shirtless and couldn't he take his eyes away as Bones fiddled with them to remove them. Jim was the last to leave after taking care of the problem they caused.

no.nonononononononononononononononononononononononononono. BUT BONES SECRETLY REALLY LIKE HOW SENSITIVE THEY ARE AND YEA AND OK WITH JIM PRETTY MUCH HAVE A FASCINATION WITH THEM AFTER SEEING THE RINGS  AND PRETTY MUCH PROCEED TO WRECK BONES….AND BONES IS A OK WITH IT. The need to draw dat chest, DOESN’T HELP THERE’S A PICTURE THAT ANON GAVE ME TOO????!!! halp. THE LOVELY IMAGE THAT THE ANON SUBMITTED TO GO WITH THIS..(also how do you make text as links in this new tumblr cause i can’t use the html thing??)   http://laibun.tumblr.com/post/137181880732/have-a-visual-aid-for-that-anon