he's the only one im used to drawing


Its so rare to see a chubby/fat anime character. And if there is one theyre usually for comedic relief and have no personality. Thats why Hunk is such an amazing character that not only is funny but also is smart with so many talents and is relatable and is cowardly yet brave JUST SO HUMAN. So i get upset when i see fan art of him thin and muscular like?? Someone can be big and have muscles too?? Let us have this one fat character hes so relatable go draw Lance and his adorable lanky ass leave Hunk alone if he isnt gonna be the perfect chub boy he is now

red vegeta vs saltsuke 


was trying to practise mikleos hair, drew a few but i only liked one of them so i drew a sorey to match

soreys turned out way cleaner tho since hes easier to draw sorry mikleo…

Talk about rejection for my comic drawing

I have a shit ton lol and it usually comes from people I care about which means my heart broken many times. Until I joined Tumblr honestly its always bad critics. From Vietnamese hardcore fans: “How? I dont think you can go international its too hard” “You need to fix your style though because it cant compete to Japanese styles” “Nah thats not gonna happen btw when will the next chapter come?” From my mom: “Why? You can be much much more wealthy” “Stop drawing, do something more useful” “You cant get anywhere with this, just stop. You cant earn with it.” From my friends: “Lol it sounds cool but nah its not gonna work” “You can try (but I dont wanna help)” “Why dont you try to be more girly you need a guy not this.” From a pretty famous author in Vietnam comic author: “Oneshot cant be published get real.” “Your style is too ugly you should write not draw.” Only ONE fan told me I can, even now hes still saying the same thing. He’s part of the reason why Im still doing comic, along with my passion for it. Come to think of it, if its not because I was rejected in many things before and became a rebel, I wouldnt be here today because critics would surely defeated me. We all faced rejection in our lives but in my case I always rode in different tide than others (Vietnam is heavily old-fashioned even now) so I got rejected in other aspects as well lol. Eventhough they don’t mean to kill my passion, their ignorance can be something you know. I just realized that I was encouraged a lot when I joined tumblr, I started alone but I have you guys here. Just by doing what I love. Its a great honor to meet you all.

Originally posted by andantegrazioso

You know what’s just so incredible about this chapter? How much Ishida ships these two. Two points to this:

1) He spent a good amount of time and pages for them.
In shounen/seinen series, especially one as action-oriented as TG, a few panels of interaction is enough to say that Chara 1 and Chara 2 are canon. There are many reasons. In particular, mangaka only have a set amount of pages to flesh out a story, and only a set amount of time to be able to do it (e.g. a week to a month). If the story doesn’t necessarily revolve around romance, they will probably just give the fans one or two pages at most for canonization at best, and focus more on action and plot. At worst, it could be just an aside in the distant epilogue when the canonization has no more effect on future plot.

Ishida gave us an entire chapter. He could have made the chapter shift scenes to have two plot points in one update at once. He did not. And that’s not getting into all the Touken we’ve been getting lately, and all the build-up they’ve had all these years.

If Ishida didn’t mean for us to root for Touken, he wouldn’t have spent all this effort on getting them together. I always say that for an author to even draw in a panel to hint at a couple means something because even just a panel can take a while to draw. Again, he gave us an entire chapter.

2) The chapter itself was meant to be positive.
This chapter was meant to be bittersweet - it happened following an emotional upheaval for Touka, and a reminder of Hide for Kaneki, but also quite significantly, after the two of them opened up to each other. Finally being as one is rather symbolic of how the two of them finally allowed themselves to drop their defenses in the face of all the tragedy, but only to each other.

@im-cera pointed out in my reaction post that there was an eventual lightening of the chapter color - I’m not sure if Ishida meant it that way, but it’s almost symbolic of how bleak the situation was, but they found a brief moment of levity, eventually coming to a bright, peaceful place to be with each other in all their vulnerability. (Thanks for pointing it out, I wouldn’t have noticed otherwise im-cera!)

And that connection Ishida made for them - unique to Touka and Kaneki, at least onscreen - shows how important their relationship is to the story, and I’m sure, to future plot points of the series.

I am an avid manga reader. I’ve read hundreds of manga (in multiple genres) in my 10+ years as a manga/anime fan. It’s a rare series that devotes this much panel time to a couple making love. This chapter had more sex than some hentai manga I’ve seen tbh.


Dorm Rooms ~ Rowaelin NSFW

So I decided to go for just the dorm room AU but im not too sure how it is so let me know.
I can also continue it if yall want but as I said, let me know 😊


Aelin lay face down on her small squeaky dorm bed. Lysandra was out clubbing with Aelins cousin and had offered for her to join but she had refused, all she wanted to do was stay in bed and mope but she was beginning to regret her decision as she lay alone in silence.

Before Aelin could wallow in her thoughts any longer music started blaring from the dorm next door.

Fucking Rowan Whitehorn.

That guy drive her bloody insane and they hate they had for each other was undying. Someone was always having to pull them away frim tearing each ithers throats out.

She pounded on the wall in hopes that he would shut up but just like always the music kept playing. It wouldn’t be so bad if maybe he actually played some decent music for once but apparently that was just too much to ask for.

Aelin slammed her fist against the wall again and even tried kicking it but to no avail. Letting out an angered growl she rolled out of bed, threw open her door and barged straight into the buzzards room without knocking. Rowan spun on his heel and came face to face with a very pissed of Aelin.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing” he roared over the blaring music and Aelin wanted to reply but she was taken aback by the sight in front of her. She had clearly barged into Rowans room just as he got out the shower. His white hair was stuck to his forehead, droplets of water running down his smooth chiselled chest. Damn his chest. His tattoos didn’t stop at his neck but instead ran the full length of his side. His towel hung low on his hips giving Aelin the perfect view of his V-line. But the music screaming in her ears brought her back to the reason she was here in the first place.

“Turn down your god damn music” she roared back which started what had to be their 100th screaming contest of the week.

Aelin tried to skirt around Rowan to turn of the infuriating music but Rowan was quicker and grabbed her by the arm before she could reach it. Heat flared inside her gut at the contact and her breath hitched in her throat, his heat radiating onto her.

She had no idea what came over her but one minute she was furious and ready to smack him across the face and the next she was shoving her lips against the guy she hated most. She expected him to shove her off of him but instead found herself being pushed back against the wall, Rowan taking her free hand in his and pinning them above her head. Aelin made a small noise in the back of her throat as Rowans tongue began exploring her mouth and taking her lip between his teeth. He moved from her lips and began trailing a line of kisses down her jaw and to her collarbone.

“I-I still hate you” she panted as Rowan began sucking on her soft spot “feelings mutual” he replied before biting her neck, Aelin let out a strangled gasp, her body pushing out against Rowans bare chest. She could feel his hardness pressing against her stomach and pulled one of her hands from his grip to reach down and rub her palm against him. Rowan buried his head in the crook of Aelins neck and pushed himself further into Aelins palm. Aelin grabbed the bottom of her top and pulled it over her head along with her jeans and then ripped Rowans towel from his hips. Their lips reconnected and Aelin took his firm length in her hand, slowly moving it back and forth as she tried to fight for dominance but failing. Rowan pushed her further against the wall sandwiching her between the hot hard planes of his muscle and the cold surface of the wall.

“Wait” Aelin paused “what about Lorcan?”
“Out-he’s out”

She continued to tug his hardness, slowly speeding up as he started to jerk in her hand. He grabbed her panties but instead of pulling them down her legs he ripped them off and moved his hand to her sensitive spot and began rub his thumb against her bundle of nerves. Her grip tightened on his length as he inserted his middle finger inside her “fuck your wet” he growled into her mouth as he sped up his actions. Aelins movements sped up as Rowan inserted another finger, then another. Her head falling back against the wall, baring her neck to him as her pleasure increased and he nussled his nose into her neck.

Suddenly Rowan removed his fingers from her and pulled out of Aelins grip causing her to let out a small whimper
“what are we doing” he gasped against her smooth skin
“hate sex” was all she could think to reply with “don’t worry, this doesn’t suddenly make us like each other so just fuck me already you buzzard” Rowan grinned before taking off her bra and lifting Aelins legs to wrap around him so he could go back to holding her hands above her head.

Rowan thrust himself inside Aelin and she let out a small squeal, squeezing her eyes shut as he began to move himself inside her letting out a grunt. Their skin was flush against each other, her boobs pressed against his chest. Aelin kissed Rowans neck and he moved his head to the side to allow her better access. She nibbled against the soft exposed skin leaving marks just as he had to her.

Rowan speed started to quicken and Aelins back was hitting against the wall so if Lysandra had made it home by now with her cousin then she was fucked. Literally and figuratively. Moans started making their way from Aelins mouth as Rowan pounded into her over and over again, sweat running down his forehead, his groans becoming louder.

Rowan took both Aelins hands in one and began massaging her breast in his large hand, she let out a whimper and Rowan took the other nipple in his mouth. His tongue swirling around the hard nub and rolling it between his teeth. He pinched the other between his fingers and Aelin tugged on his white hair causing him to look like a wet mess.

Aelin let out a shriek as Rowan hit her in just the right place, her moans becoming louder than the music she had originally come to turn off
“look who’s being loud now” Rowan panted against her
“fuck off”
“I don’t think either of us want that right now” he roared “fuck… im close” but Aelin could only nod in agreement. Rowan pressed his tongue into Aelins mouth drawing one last throaty moan from her before she clenched around him and screamed as she came to her high. Rowan kept thrusting, letting her ride through her orgasm before he too exploded with a roar. Neither of them caring who could hear them through the flimsy dorm room walls.

He pulled out of her with a pop and walked them over to his small dorm bed that he could barely fit on and let her lay half on top of him. Both exhausted from the sex, falling asleep as soon as the covers were up.

anonymous asked:

I dont want magnus to lose his magic :( its who he is, if he does im seriously going to cry

Losing his magic is definitely one of my theories why he’s going to be pissed with Valentine. With Magnus’ spell book he can actually find a way to take/weaken his magic. (Another theory is that since Valentine has his spell book, Valentine will threaten Magnus that if he doesn’t do what he wants, he’s going to use its content against him/them)

But also, I don’t want to form a conclusion based only on that teaser, especially since he could just be trying to draw the pentagram to summon the greater demon. 

Maybe that’s what his magic looks like drawing the pentagram? We never actually got to see it before- since Clary drew the pentagram for Valak even though Magnus summoned it.

Also- we actually have this scene, where it looks like he can use his magic just fine. And that’s the greater demon(?) who did this:

I have a feeling all those scenes are connected to each other. However, if he does lose his magic; Its going to be hard on Magnus, i’m sure, but that doesn’t mean he can never get it back. I’m sure he can, because everyone and their mother in that show know they’re FUCKED without Magnus and his powerful magic. Plus, maybe we’ll get good scenes out of it? Like Alec sharing his strength to Magnus again? Alec fighting Valentine to get Magnus’ magic back(he did say he’ll have a hero moment)? If Magnus loses his magic, they could also show his vulnerability? It could lead to so many things and that’s why i’m so excited for 2B.

Maybe Someday

A Kwon Jiyong Story

Summary: She was a rose, and he was the darkness that should have killed it…but when a rose is made of enough light to penetrate even the deepest darkness, sometimes the two are able to become one…

Genre: Fluff, Smut.

Chapter 2.5

Your ears were ringing with the music thumping through the room, and your head was spinning with how low your blood sugar levels were, but you refused to stop dancing as you completed each move, first in your head, and then in the mirror, your heart running too slow for your lungs, but the desire for the routine to be perfect; to not let the other girls down, was too strong to stop you.

‘Y/N, you need to work on your footing with your left leg!’ calls the choreographer, making you internally weep, but bringing your attention to the exhaustion in the muscle there and causing you to force it to work faster.

‘Jinnie, you’re too slow on the turns, you need to pick it up- and Jaemin how many times do I have to tell you its left THEN right?!’

You want to snap at the man criticizing your group, hating how he was dragging them down despite how hard they’d been working recently, even though you knew he was only doing it to make sure you would all be perfect for debut. But before you got a chance, Chaehyeon had suddenly collapsed to the floor on one of the turns, and you all pause for a millisecond, before you rush past everyone to her aid.

‘Are you okay!? Get her some water! Chaehyeon-ah, what happened?-‘

‘I…Sorry, my head…just got really fuzzy… for a minute.’ She groans quietly, her eyes barely peeling open to look up at you where you were holding her in your arms, and you cant stop the anger and worry flaring in your veins as you grab the bottle of water from Jinnie and gently begin to feed it to her, before glaring up at the choreographer.

‘Practise is over-‘

‘Y/N, you cant just-‘

‘I SAID ITS OVER!’ you shout, any worry over your fragile position in the company being completely forgotten as you and the other girls proceed to fret over your friend, and the man walks out of the room, grabbing his stuff angrily as he goes.

‘Do you really think it will be okay if we go, Y/N?’ Jaemin asks quietly as you finally manage to get Chaehyeon to sit up, her tone worried yet exhausted, and the sound forces you to smile kindly as you touch her arm reassuringly before brushing some hair behind her ear soothingly.

‘We aren’t going to be as good as they want if they don’t let us rest. Besides, I’ll make sure you wont get punished for going home; im going to go and attempt to find Yang in a moment since I was meant to be meeting with him afterwards anyway. Don’t worry, honey.’ You murmur quietly, patting her head like a dog as she smiles at you thankfully, before turning your attention back to Chaehyeon and seeing her frowning up at you in bemusement.

‘You’re braver than I am, Y/N. Yang scares the crap out of me.’ She states tiredly, smirking at you as Jinnie helps you help her back to her feet, before you sigh and shrug as you turn to make your way to the door.

‘Someone’s got to do it.’

Your palms are sweaty as you ride up to Yang’s office in the elevator 10 minutes later, knowing he was probably going to be put off by the fact that you were an hour early, but also still being filled with such gumption after Chaehyeon’s collapse that your heart was racing readily as you stare definitely at the doors in front of you, practicing your business face in the mirror plated doors-

-just as they open on possibly the one person in the world you would have prayed they wouldn’t.

‘Oh. …I…hello.’


‘Uh…hi.’ You mumble embarrassedly, eyes remaining wide where you were so stunned to see Kwon Jiyong stood before you once again, that its not until he quickly reaches forward to hold the elevator doors open before they could shut again, that you realize you hadn’t moved in a solid minute.

‘Oh, sorry.’ You mumble, quickly stepping out of the lift and trying to side step him, but ending up almost crashing into him with how wobbly your legs are from the past 4 hours of rehearsals, only being saved from crashing to the floor by him quickly grabbing your arm to keep you up, his other hand grabbing your waist to help.

‘Woah, are you okay?’ he asks, his question barely getting through the hyperventilated thoughts filling your mind as you stare blankly ahead of yourself, wondering what the hell to do and ending up quietly clearing your throat before managing to stand up properly and face him, stepping away from him the tiniest bit but finding his hand refusing to let go of your elbow.

‘Uh…yeah, no, im fine…Im just tired from practise.’ You chuckle nervously, glancing up at him and seeing him looking down at you with what you were tempted to describe as a concerned expression, but was probably just him being frustrated he had to deal with someone as menial as yourself.

‘Are you sure? You’re very pale…you look like you might faint.’ He points out worriedly, dipping his face into your vision, before he’s suddenly pulling gently on your arm and guiding you over to the window seat at the side of the elevator, making you sit as he crouches down in front of you.

‘Honestly, I’m-‘ you go to protest, but your voice is so quite where you’re so taken aback by his actions, that he’s interrupting you almost instantly without realizing.

‘He really needs to stop working the trainees so hard- especially with your debut not too long from now.’ He mutters absentmindedly, staring up at you and seeming to inspect your face, before a smile pricks at his lips as he sees you staring at him.

‘Drink some of this.’ He murmurs, digging into the tote bag hanging from his shoulder and bringing out a small flask, the signature shape of it not factoring into your mind as he unscrews the lid and holds it out for you, smiling warmly when you automatically take it from him shakily, staring at it blankly for a second as you mutter a thank you, before taking a swig.

‘OH!’ you gasp after you’d swallowed the single sip of whiskey you’d taken and felt the liquid burn your throat, squeezing your eyes shut and shaking your head until it was sitting straight again and you could peak your eyes open at him to see him grinning amusedly at you.

‘Sorry, I probably should have warned you.’ He chuckles, taking the liquour flask back from you as you grimace at it, trying not to enjoy the slow burn that somehow began to soothe your muscles and make you feel warm inside as you thanked him again, voice not quite as weak as before.

‘So how come you’ve come up to Yang’s office, have you got a meeting with him?’ he asks as he slips the metallic bottle back into his tote bag, smiling at you when he looks back down at you, before sliding to sit beside you on the seat, his proximity surprising you, and causing chills to run up and down the left side of your body as you look at him.

‘Actually…yes. But not for another half an hour.’

‘Oh. …so you finished practice early?’ he asks, brow creased in confusion and you wonder why he’s paying you so much attention to you instead of simply going about his business. But since he was paying attention to you, you couldn’t help but keep him talking to make him stay.

‘Kind of…I told the other girls to go home because one of them collapsed during practice…plus, I was fed up with the choreographer continuing to rip into us. -I know its his job and he’s only trying to make us better, but im so worried about their health and making sure they’re okay, I know Yang will only be more angry if-‘

‘Hey! Calm down! Breathe.’ He suddenly cuts you off, reaching out to grab your arms to get you to look at him and watching you carefully as he encourages you to draw air into your lungs, waiting for you to get calm enough before he smiles at you kindly and you feel his thumbs smooth over your skin.

‘I know how stressful it can be…I’ve been there before, you know?’ he murmurs, chuckling quietly, before seeing the way you’d glanced down to stare at his hands on your arms, and slowly, and seemingly regretfully, letting you go.

‘I’ll tell you what; I have to talk to Yang anyway, so how about you go home, and I’ll tell him what happened? And that way you can get enough rest to start again tomorrow, and you also wont have to deal with Yang.’

You stare at him, completely bewildered by his proposition and being half tempted to think he was trying to trick you into showing you were weak, the thought immediately having you shaking your head.

‘I think it might make him angrier about the whole situation if I get you to tell him. …you are you after all.’ You murmur, watching him cautiously as his mouth opens in an attempt to restrain a smirk as he nods his head, looking down at the floor to gather himself before glancing back up at you.

‘I think im going to take that as a compliment-‘

‘Of course it’s a-‘

‘But with the way you look like you’re going to drop from exhaustion at any moment, im still going to insist on dealing with Yang for you…-I promise I’ll make sure he doesn’t get angry at you.’ He says, winking at you, and the action has you suddenly inhaling quietly, so taken aback by the flirtatious nature of the move that you almost forget to keep a calm composure, and quickly glance away from him before he could see the way you’d been affected by him.

‘I’m still not sure-‘ you go to argue again timidly, knowing you’d feel uneasy about the whole situation until you knew what had happened, but he’s quick to interrupt you.

‘Y/N, sometimes you need to let people help you…especially when someone as ‘powerful’ as me is offering.’ He chuckles, his fingers curling around the air quotes making you think back to when his hands were touching you, and you feel heat creep up your neck, before you look back at him and find yourself unable to hold back a smile as you meet his eyes.

‘But surely you’ll expect me to pay you back? Whats the catch?’ you ask curiously, your worry dissipating as a wave of confidence rolls through you out of no-where and you straighten your shoulders as you challenge him with your eyes, catching the smirk that lingered around his lips at your suddenly bold statement.

‘No catch-‘

‘I don’t believe you.’ You state immediately, the line making him laugh at your complete disbelief of him, the way his head falls back with the action having you captivated by him, before you watch him sigh with a grin and peak back at you.

‘If you wont accept that there is no catch…then maybe we should leave it at, you owe me a favour- I promise I wont make it too bad if I ever need to use it though.’ He comments off-handedly, smiling knowingly at you, and the tinge of heat in the look has your stomach battling against butterflies, the uneasy feeling causing you to realize just how comfortable he’d managed to make you in the space of 5 minutes.

‘I could probably agree to that.’ You squeak, biting your lip as he leans toward you slightly and sighs happily, smiling warmly as he regards you for a moment, and when you catch the way his eyes flicker to your mouth your mind runs wild with possibilities. But just as a silence begins to consume you both, the moment filling with any number of possibilities as his mouth slips open the tiniest amount and his breaths become slightly audible, the elevator suddenly dings to signal someone’s impending arrival, and you both look towards it to see Yang himself walking out of the silver-plated metal doors, glancing up at you both and pausing just as he steps out.

‘Jiyong….Y/N….Are you both waiting for me?’ he asks, his nasally voice silently asking whether you were waiting for him together or separately, but before you can even stand and instinctively explain the situation to him, Jiyong has beat you to it and the two of you stand simultaneously as he addresses the older man.

‘No. It was just me, hyung. Y/N was on her way home.’ He explains swiftly, his charming smile seemingly putting Yang at ease, despite the way that when it turns on you, you can only stare at him questioningly, taking a few minutes to nod in agreement- an action that causes Jiyong’s eyes to twinkle mischievously.

‘Yes. I-‘

‘Don’t we have a-‘ Yang goes to ask, his brow furrowing as he remembers the meeting you’d scheduled to have with him about the album’s debut and the progress of the group, but before he can even speak the question Jiyong is clapping his hand on the man’s shoulder and beginning to guide him down the hall in the direction of Yang’s office, talking over him as he begins to explain the situation and you’re left staring dumb-foundedly after them, only being brought out of your daze when Yang disappears and Jiyong pauses to look back at you to send you another wink, before he too disappears.



♡ Forbidden Fruit ♡ Chapter 3

(credit imbanny)

Chapters: Prologue / 12 /

Character: Jaebum x You

Genre: School!AU, TeacherxStudent

Summary: School never seemed to interest you, that us until a new handsome guy takes over your history lessons

Length: 2100+

A/N: Took me awhile to finally write this one, but hey a ton of drama in this one. Hope you enjoy :)

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yumfang  asked:

o mg i know this is like totally out of the blue but when u made that post about there being an Even Bigger Asshole than the dude who hurt jameel my IMMEDIATE THOUGHT was like its saboors dad isnt it. like i Remembered in the early chapters (chapter 6 i just checked) that Person in saboors past and in that moment it was SO CLEAR to me that person HAS to be the one and im. so stoked i guessed right.... though im definitely not stoked for saboor rn hhh im excited to see where this will go..

asgsdgf yeaH honestly he’s the only guy who’d be able to top Kumar bc Kumar is already Top Shit Tier 

and this arc mostly focuses on Saboor’s development and won’t really go into too much of the abuse part anymore–mainly bc I don’t have the Mental Capacity to draw a lot of that asfgdf–so it’ll be Painful for the boy but he will get better !! plus im gonna use this arc to talk a lot abt intersecting LGBTQ and religious identities 


@deadlyfangedartist  i ditched my old style and one of the first things i drew was this gay(ish) comic for you bc i love you hhhhh

its mostly experimental, im mostly trying to work on hands, noses, eyes, stupid shit like that

reminder to read the tags

anonymous asked:

Hi I say your Maxie drawing for the enemy books, but I was wondering if you could draw akkie. (It's okay if you don't want to) ps I love your drawings 💯💯💯❤️❤️❤️

When i saw this ask i instantly ditched my family house party to draw in my room beCAUSE IM REALLY GLAD YOU ASKED. I already started designing the characters (ive only done the main Holloway kids so far) and Akkie was one of my faves because he has such good character and detail (i.e. the shaved designs in his hair and the battle scars) ALSO I always imagined him having Hispanic roots and dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep/stress, heres the first concept i had of him, using references pulled off of google 

AND HERE is a colored image!! thank you for the request! 

First line tag

I was tagged by @flightglow32

Rules: Paste the 1st line of your last 20 stories. Then tag ten of your favourite writers to complete the challenge, too.

1. Darkened Skies (part two): Eight weeks, one day, and seventeen hours.

2. Supermarket Flowers: “Hermione! Hey, Hermione!”

3. Group Chats of Hogwarts: Hermione Granger: Harry, I thought perhaps we could give this new Hogwarts IM out? I must admit, it’s a breath of fresh air from the constant use of owls.

4. Narcissa and the Filthy Grandbabies: “You summoned, m'lady,” James says, bowing, as he and Sirius enter the drawing room.

5. Galway Girl: It was dark when he awoke, the only light visible was a thin streak that existed solely because of a meagre gap in the curtains of his four-poster.

6. This Way: It wasn’t supposed to end this way.

7. Darkened Skies (part one): Dear Ms. Parkinson.

8. Perfect: “Harry, you’re making me dizzy, please just sit.”

9. Shape of You: There was no getting around it; what she was doing was wrong.

10. Dive: I want to tell you a story.

11. Castle on the Hill: He could wholeheartedly admit that it hadn’t been his most calculated move, and that was really saying something, considering that reckless decisions were something of a Sirius Black flagship.

12. Eraser: Took so much to get here, Lils, I didn’t dare to believe you when you said that it’d happen to me.

13. Lost in the Fire: “We’re lost.”

14. An Enigma, yet Home: “You really don’t care, do you?”

15. Need You Now: Reaching clumsily towards the closest surface for a nearby quill, Pansy Parkinson leaned forward, the backs of her thighs leaving the grand, dark green leather couch she had been sitting on as she reached her full height and balanced precariously on her tiptoes.

16. Love You Out Loud: Mid-sentence, he stopped, the quill was poised, nib ready to write word upon the parchment, and he simply possessed neither want nor desire to continue the report that was laid out in front of him.

17. The Whole World: The air in the courtyard was thick; with dust and magic and death.

18. More Than Life: Ginny blinked, the Healer in front of her was not too much older than herself, provided her judgement was correct

19. The History of Magic: The Ancient Magicks laced through the crisp Scottish evening.

20. The Mission: It was terrifying and exciting and nauseating, all at once.

@pierrej92 @rooojoy @ladyparongsny @persephoneparkinson @jadepresley @kreeblimsabs @goldensnitch-18 @lucefray27 @justcourbeau @ariel-riddle

Okay but think about this…

When Silas and Kamui were separated during their childhood, Silas confronted Xander saying it was unfair that he cant be with his best friend. Xander tells Silas, “Did you expect that the feelings of a noble child to be above the direct command of the King of Nohr?”. Xander, pitying the disheartened Silas, tells him that if he wishes to reunite with Kamui, he must prove his worth, that it is rightful that he should be at Kamui’s side. This gives Silas the determination to become a Nohrian knight so that he may one day become a knight that protects Kamui. Xander is moved by his passion and offers to personally train Silas to become a Nohrian cavalier.

Xander was a gentle yet strict teacher to Silas and he tells him of news about Kamui now and then so that he doesnt feel lonely. Silas looked up to Xander very much and he was always so dilligent in his training.

During the game’s plot, Xander sends Silas to do what he has trained for and go and protect Kamui in his stead.

Their support would start off with Xander telling Silas that he’s grown into a fine knight and he’s proud of what he’s become. Xander opens up to Silas that he trained him to become a knight because he’d want somebody there to protect Kamui in his absence. Since he is prince, in war, many would want him dead and in the event that he does, Silas would be his reassurance that Kamui is safe. Silas feels uncomfortable with the talk of Xander’s own death and pleads Xander to stop talking about his own life so lightly. He promises that he will not use his blade only to protect Kamui but also Xander.

The end. Why dont these two have a support like Silas did with Ryouma. His support with Ryouma was one of the best…

keryth-m  asked:

After reading that headcanon of Newt who an't handle the gorgeous Credence (longer hair and more confident) i'm obsessed with the thought. If you have any more thoughts about it then pls shower us with more. PS: Im actually drawing it.

(I will want a link to that art when it happens omg)

And well. There is only so much one can say about the subject of Credence is Almost Offensively Gorgeous and Newt Can Never Really Deal.

Even after they get together it’s a Problem. But, hilariously, Credence never really figures out that he is living the wizard fantasy aesthetic and is, at all times, 1000% convinced that all these people are secretly after Newt. Because of course they are. Newt is amazing, and one day Newt may get tired of Credence only being amazing because he’s powerful and decide to go with someone better who isn’t a walking risk to life and property.

This is related to Credence looking beautiful because it leads to many instances where someone comes up and tries to chat up Credence. Who quietly and politely explains that he’s with that man over there. Yes, the one trying to break into that shop, we think the niffler got in there you see. Yes, HIM. Why? Why are you asking about him so much? Didn’t you JUST HEAR Credence say he’s with him? wITH. HIM.

And then assuming the crestfallen look is over the revelation that NEWT isn’t single. Which he definitely isn’t so you should move along, you’re sure to find someone just as good. You won’t though, but you can try.

While Newt is overhearing all of this barely keeping himself from dying of laughter. On one hand, good for Credence holding his own in a conversation that well and keeping people off Newt’s back. But some day someone is going to have to explain to Credence that a good 90% of the people trying to get nosy arent trying to scope Newt out.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I'm sorry for bothering, but firstly I would like to thank you for your amazing work - I just love it to the bones! And secondly, I'm really interested in your Superman AU - what is exactly going on? Will there be any more information about what is going on? Thank you very much!!

You are so nice anon… ( ´༎ຶㅂ༎ຶ`)

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Alright so,this pic gots some meaning to it,ive been bullied my whole life since kindergarden and i never had anyone stand up for me,everyday i would go to school i would get beat up,pushed around,and called names,my most common one was FREAK.It came out of all the kids mouths…even now as a shophmore in highschool i get bullied and sexually harrassed. I wanted to draw my favorite FNAF’s character foxy,and use birdapocalypse’s design since they are awesome, because foxy loves children,and i think if he saw a baby(child) being bullied,i think he would stand up for that baby(child) and scare the others off,im only making a guess. If i had someone when i was younger stand up for me then i wouldnt be as screwed up as i am now. Hope you like it birdie!! Love your foxy and all your other designs! birdapocalypse

some of my hcs for the perc'ahlia kids:

their firstborn is a daughter and she grows up to be an insanely good marksman, just like her parents. next are the twins; a boy and a girl which makes everybody in vox machina laugh, especially vex and vax themselves.

after they have the twins, vex suddenly remember percy had like six siblings and puts her foot down and says “percival i love you and i love our kids BUT IM DRAWING THE LINE HERE”

(percy is perfectly happy with that.)

their oldest trains in archery like her mother, but also learns to use a sword just as dangerously. their only boy isn’t actually that interested in combat (although, like his big sister and his parents, he’s a remarkable shot). he spends most of his time reading and researching.

their youngest girl is the one who doesn’t get vex’s darkvision and gets percy’s farsightedness instead. she’s the saltiest quarter elf you’ve ever met.

she also can’t shoot for shit, which frustrates her ENDLESSLY because how can she be her parents’ kid and not be able to shoot? she dabbles in blades with her auntie cass and uncle vax but never really takes a liking to it. then she watches her auntie keyleth cast magic when she’s in town one time and she just INSTANTLY knows that she wants to be like that. (she inherited her mother’s fondness of nature, after all, so vex and percy aren’t sure why they’re surprised when she tells them that she’s studying with keyleth.)

I Just Dont Know Yet (Jack Barakat)

Not Requested. My Personal Choice. And I’m doing this one in chapters if you guys want. nope im doing it in chapters fuck tards

“You’re such a dork” I mumbled quietly making sure only Jack would hear me. He was drawing dicks on the side of my note paper while Ms.  Sanchez lectured us about the war. Like she did every day.

 “That’s not nice” he stopped his laughter and gave me a pout.

“I’m sowwy” I pouted as well mocking him.

“Shh…”  Several people simultaneously said toward me and jack.

We just exchanged looks and tried not to laugh. Jack grabbed a piece of paper from his notebook and tore one out. He grabbed my pencil from my hand and wrote something on it. He folded it up and pushed it toward me.

I unfolded the paper and read it my head   ‘hey ;) ‘

I smiled to myself and grabbed the pencil back to Jack.

I wrote down hey back and I folded it up and gave it back to him. I looked back at the presentation my teacher was giving but before I knew it jack had placed the paper in front of me and gave me a cheesy smile.

‘Wanna come to my house after school?’

‘Hmm, sure.’

‘Heck yeah’

I smiled at the paper. But before I could put it away, a pair of hands with claws snatched it away.

“HEY!” I yelled but quickly stopped myself from getting out of control. I realized who it was it was Ms. Sanchez and her ugly oversized nails.

“What’s this?” she said unfolding it.

“I’m pretty sure you know what it is. Now can I have it back?” I said in a stubborn tone.

“Not with that attitude, little Miss.”

“I guess I’ll just have to read it out loud don’t I” she said unfolding the paper.

“NOPE” jack yanked the paper out of the teacher’s hands.

“Mr. Barakat, Hand me the paper” but before the teacher could take it back. Jack crumpled up the paper and placed it in his mouth.

“See me after class”

“Okay” He said looking at me and laughing because the paper was all soggy.

The teacher soon went back to the causes of WWI & WWII. While she was lecturing me and jack exchanged faces mocking Ms .Sanchez.  But I’m pretty sure she noticed. But what does it matter she was kind of a Bitch to us to. But who knows what’s up with her. After 10 minutes which felt like Hours. The bell had rang. We packed up and I started walking out. Jack tried sneaking out knowing he had to stay to deal with Miss. But she caught him. And called him back in.

“Jack” she said.

“Dammit” Jack mumbled under his breath.

“May I see you for a couple of minutes?”

“Yeah” he said turning on his heels back into the classroom.

“Wait for me babe” he turned around one last time to tell me. My checks instantly turned red. And my stomach twisted. I stood outside of the classroom stuck in the thoughts of what Jack said. Could this mean anything? Or was that just what best friends do. I mean I’ve heard him say it a couple times before but I wasn’t sure if he really said it. What if he does like me, like I like him. I smiled to the ground. The thought of me and jack always made me happy.

What are you all smiley about?” Jack said while walking out of the classroom.

“Oh nothing. What she say?”

“Nothing much Just that I got to stay afterschool Monday for detention. Shall we go to my house? ” he shrugged.




“Wait for me Babe” I turned around quickly walking to miss. Did I really just say that? Oh god, hopefully she doesn’t find out that I like her. I don’t want to ruin this relationship we have. But it’s just that she’s so pretty and her smile, god that smile, and her eyes, and everything about her. I should tell her. But then I shouldn’t why this is so difficult. She’s spending the weekend with me. I should tell her then. 

“Mr. Barakat! Mr. Barakat!” The teacher snapped her fingers in my face. Wow did I really just ignore everything she said?

“Yeah?” I said looking toward her.

“Did you hear a single word I just said?”

Yeah, yeah.” I said rather quickly.

“What did I say?”         

“Mm detention Monday and Tuesday” I said grabbing my backpack and note book from her desk and started walking outside where (y/n) was.

I took a quick peek out the door to see if she was still there. She was smiling to the ground. She looked so beautiful. I wonder why she’s smiling; she probably got a text from someone I don’t know.

“What are you all smiley about?” I said rather creepy. Dammit why did I just say that?

“Oh nothing. What she say?”

“Nothing much Just that I got to stay afterschool Monday for detention. Shall we go to my house? ” I shrugged. Wait didn’t she say Tuesday as well? Whatever there’s nothing important anyways?

There was an awkward pause. I was stuck in my thoughts and she was stuck in hers.

“Hmm to my house” I said as I rubbed the back of my neck.

“Oh yeah”

We walked out of the campus and started walking to my house. It wasn’t very far. It was about 3-4 blocks away so it didn’t take long. We started talking about plans for this weekend. Movies, junk food, video games, and other possible activities. We did this probably every weekend either at my house or hers. Before we knew it we were at my house and I opened the door.

“Where’s your mom?” she asked me placing her stuff down.

She had to go to something in Wisconsin.”

“Wow all the way out there. And what about your little sister?”

“She’ll be here in a little bit she went to one of her stupid friends houses.” I rolled my eyes. I loved my sister but at the same time she irritated me.


“Are you sure your goanna leave your little sister with your dad?”

“Hell no! I told her to spend the weekend with one of her friends. As much as I love her I need a break from family and I think she need on too” she said as she walked into the kitchen with me. We made sandwiches and got soda out to eat for a while. After a while my little sister came home.

“What’s up (y/n)” Joanna said to( y/n)

“Hey Joanna”

“Are you staying?”

“Yeah actually”

“Joana stops being a little pain and go play with your dolls or something.”

“I’m 13. I don’t have dolls. You ass”

“Don’t use that tone with me”

“Shut up stupid. I’ll tell mom you bring (y/n) home without her permission”

“Dammit you little shit. Okay what’s it goanna take for you not to tell mom?”

“$50 bucks”

“Fuck you”

“Okay ill just tell mom when she comes back”

I reached into my pocket and grabbed two $20’s and a $10. And handed it to her.

“Okay” she said

I glanced at (Y/n). And she looked back at me and started laughing.

“Hey that’s not funny” I pointed at her.

“Actually it is. You just gave your 13 year old sister $50. And how old are you? 17 that’s right”

She started laughing uncontrollably.

“Oh be quite I’m older than you too!”

“I’m 16” she crossed her arms and furrowed her eye brows.

“Still older” I said picking up our plates and put them in the sink.

“Well the older one gots to make the popcorn while I go play the movie” she said running into the living room.

(Y/N)’S P.O.V

I placed my favorite movie into the DVD player. I sat down and waited for jack to come. All I was waiting for was the popcorn but jack had other plans. He brang 2 cups of lemonade chips and popcorn. He placed it on the coffee table.

“Ironman? Again?”

“Yes Again” I said. Sticking my tongue at him.

“Whatever. But the Next Movie is going to be Home Alone”


“Bitch” he said throwing Popcorn at me.

“Ass” I said tossing chips at his face. And taking a sip of his soda. But I ended up spilling it all over myself instead.

“Dumbass” he laughed

“Shut up”

“Pause the movie and meet me up stairs.”


“So I can’t give you one my shirts”


I paused the movie and ran up to jacks room. He was standing in front of his closet.

“blink-182 or GreenDay?” he said holding up 2 shirts.

“You should already know the answers GreenDay”

“Blink182 is still better” he said tossing me the shirt.

Sure, now where can I change?”

“Hmm change in here because my little sister in the restroom taking a shower.”

“Cool” I said as he walked out. I took off my shirt and changed into jacks. I had shorts from P.E in my backpack so I changed into those. I put my clothes into my backpack and ran downstairs.

“Damn” jack said causing me to blush”

“Oh shut it” I said and sat right beside jack. And hitting him on his shoulder.

“Don’t hit me”

“Well I just did what are you going to do about it Barakat.”

But before I said anything else he attacked my sides tickling me in the places he knew it affected me the most. Next thing I knew I was on the ground.

“Stop! Jack!” I said trying to catch my breath. He pinned my down and stared straight into my eyes. And I did his. His big brown eyes.

“HOLY SHIT!” I heard a familiar voice saw from the other side of the room. Around where the door was.

“Hmm, oh god. I’m sorry” he said standing up and pulling me up.

“Alex what’s up” jack and I said almost simultaneously.

“Hmm nothing sorry to barge in.”

“What are you doing here?” jack said with furrowed eyebrows.
“Well I remember texting you telling you I was going to come over. But I didn’t know you would have your girlfriend over and you guys were going to be making out”

“Alex” jack said a little quietly almost telling him to stop.

“Um were not going out” I said interrupting there conversation.

“Oh, really.” Alex said winking at me making me blush.

“Alex” jack said another time.

“That’s my name. You should be remembering it because you’ll be screaming it later (y/n)” he said smirking.

“Oh god” I mumbled.

“You’re a dick” jack said under his breath.

“Why don’t we just watch movies until we fall asleep” I said hoping they won’t say another word.

“Yeah” Alex said sitting down between me and jack. It was kind of irritating but I don’t know I’ve known Alex for a long time to. And he was kind of cute. I mean Jack obviously didn’t like me so why don’t I get to know Alex a little more.

Half way through the movie Alex did one of those cheesy guy things when they yawn and wrap their hands around my shoulder. It was kind of adorable.

I looked over to jack who was obviously didn’t notice. And leaned a little into Alex.

The movie finally ended and we were worn out. Jack offered me his bed to sleep in but I didn’t want to take that from him. I laid on the couch and Alex in the other one. I didn’t fall asleep easily stuck in the thought of Jack but could I also like Alex? I didn’t know anymore. My phone rang and it was a text from Alex.

‘Hey, it’s cold’

‘Oh yeah? What do you want me to do magically make you warm?’

‘come lay with me?’



‘okay’ I sighed and went over to where Alex was. And laid down with him. He placed his arm around me and I laid on my side next to him. I quickly started dozing off, I was thinking about jack. And how we would always sneak into each others rooms and lay down together. Maybe Alex was a sign that I should move on. But its kind of hard. I don’t know what to do anymore.

____________________________________ Sorry for all the mistakes I wrote this one rather quickly.