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One year Blog Anniversary! ♡

Originally posted by sweet-arcoiris

ON SUNDAY MY BLOG WILL EXIST ONE YEAR. Waaahh time stop flying please, this is going so faaaaast!! 

My first post ever was a reblog (still one of my fav fics yeyy) and thennn I started writing as well… I wrote fiiic after fic…. after ficc.. *let’s not mention the embarrassing amount of trash-fics I pooped out in a year time. Let’s just not*

Also I got introduced to amazing anime. Thanks to the community, honestly, thanks to joining Tumblr and the tickle community I got to watch anime like Haikyuu, Free!, Servamp, Bungou Stray Dogs, Doukyuusei, Super Lovers, Days! theeese are all anime I saw because of your recommendations. 

But MOST OF ALL I GOT TO MEET SUCH AWESOME PEEPS! I’m still talking everyday to Mia who still isn’t tired of me yaayy<3 @ticklygiggles lots of love~~ I met with @fluffandlove , last night we went out for dinner and bought underwear together yeeey Jojooo<3. 

And more friends who talk to me, cheer me up when I feel sad (or sick, hehe, hi @crowswillfly EmEmmmm<333) also sunshines @shibakamiko @the-floofinator @kuroo187 @quickwitted-kiwi and moar  ♡ ♡ Thank you guys!

I’m posting this today and not on Sunday because I’ll be having a busy weekend again (high teas and girly nights incoming yeyy). BUT, as a celebration I did some speedwriting right now (yay),  so this weekend I will turn on my queue aaand post something like 3 or 4 fics ^^ Spam incomiiing~~ Lots of love, cuddles and tickleees!! 

You

You know..? I’ll never forget you… You’re forever trapped in my head, you are still everything to me. I tried and tried but you aren’t leaving my head for some reason. You are my drug, you are what keeps me going and I’m sick of it I want my life back, my drive to be better and find something new but they aren’t you.

-12:57 AM

Wandering Free, Wish I Could Be (Part of That World) by eli_ssabeth

Length: 8k

“I’m going mental,” Louis whispers to himself. “There’s no way this is real. I’ve actually gone mental.”
The merman tilts his head at Louis, still smiling calmly at him as he continues his freak-out.
“You’re a merman. You’re a mythical creature. A tiny, tiny mythical creature in a tank, staring at me. I must be mental, there’s literally no other explanation.”
The merman tilts his head slowly in the opposite direction, his eyebrows weaving together in confusion.
“You probably can’t understand me. Great.” Louis throws his hands up, seriously considering driving himself to the psych ward just to be safe as he finishes feeding the fish.

OR
Louis works at a pet store and ends up getting a lot more than a pay cheque out of the deal.

Ao3, One-shot

A New Way Of Life ch. 17

Warnings: Language. Negan. Smut (unprotected sex).

A/N: This took forever to get out….. I’m sorry I made y’all wait for this suckish chapter, I had the flu. Have a good day! Thank you for reading!

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction


When you came to, the truck was stopped outside of another department store. Your head was still resting on Negan’s shoulder. He had his window rolled down. His arm was resting on the window seal. You heard the barely audible sound of him lazily rubbing his beard. His eyes were focused on the store. His men were walking to and from the store collecting valuable items that were needed in the sanctuary.

You lifted your head off his shoulder, yawning on the way up. His quickly turned to look at you. His brown eyes finding your (y/e/c) ones. “Good morning sleeping beauty. Did you fuckin’ sleep good?” he asked while you were stretching.

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anonymous asked:

How about some OW dudes of your choice reacting to hearing their s/o wanting to become a mother (pretty plz?)

His world had come to a breathtaking stop, but his head was still spinning madly. He could scarcely believe the words that you were saying, and you were still talking? He couldn’t process, he was still latched onto the first sentence.  “I always wanted to be a mother,” you’d said, offhand, and the air had been sucked from his lungs. Lucio had dreamed of such things, the idea of you loving him and wed to him and swollen with the proof of your commitment and love for him. He could already picture the glow of your skin.

Your hand on his face, cupping with your thumb stroking along his cheek, stirred him back to reality and to the inquisitive look on your face. Slightly guarded. Worried. “I’m not pregnant, I was just talking,” the words were a little rushed, and he realized you’d taken his silence for panic. He kissed you once, twice, three times, each time even more bubbly and infected with laughter. He would have to reassure you, do anything it took to let you know he didn’t mind your dreams, and he would make them a reality. No matter what it took.

  • .

Despite his large size and loud voice, Reinhardt had always presented himself as a gentle soul. Invested in the well being of others, enthusiastic to the point of gullibility! He knew how to knit, even, and prided himself on being good with small delicate things. Like you. He was very good with you, he thought.

Most times, at least.

You squeaked in his arms, the wind knocked out of you as he hugged you tight to his chest, the noise enough that he eased his hold just to grip your sides and hoist you high in the air. “Liebling! Forgive me, I’m just so excited!” His voice rose a few notches, and you couldn’t help but smile at the wide grin that stretched his scarred face. Reinhardt had always wanted to be a father, and hearing that you wanted to be a mother? He was spilling over with his joy.

  • .

He huffed, more to himself, the noise quiet but not missed by your attentive ears. “You want to be a mom?” He’d thought about being a parent, before the fall of Overwatch, before the world had eaten his sense of right and wrong and left him a bitter old man. You were still young, full of ideas and hope. He wondered as he stared away from you what you’d be like when you were as silver as he was, if that light would diminish.

He didn’t want children anymore, he didn’t exist anymore. Soldier 76 wasn’t the agent who was buried in the rubble of the Swiss headquarters. Arms on the table in front of him, he tried to avoid the hurt expression that was just in the corner of his vision. He wasn’t even sure he could have children, anymore. It seemed like hours before he reached for you, tucking you in against his side with a gruff mumble, “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try.”

At the very least, you’d be less likely to leave the apartment if you miraculously got pregnant, and everything about you being tucked away from this rotten world and just his alone was incredibly soothing.

anonymous asked:

Do you find Tom Felton as Draco attractive? (I was wondering since I saw where you said you don't visualize him or anyone really)

I found him to be the perfect Draco in the context of the movies. But since I write fan fiction of the books, I have a slightly different vision of the character in my head. Still mostly a faceless blob, but with slightly more angular characteristics?

don’t u ever get self conscious about how you sound over the phone? yeah I’m looking at you unknown

anonymous asked:

You head canons give me LIFE

~*follow me for more soft human transmutation*~

  • *pidge voice* “alright two questions: 1. who put a ‘baby on board’ sticker on my lion because i’m going to kill them, and 2. where did you even get it??? we’re in space”
  • lance: *still holds a grudge on that girl in his 3rd grade class who borrowed his eraser during a test and never gave it back*
    • also lance: *would forgive you for stabbing him, probably*
    • he’s a complex guy
  • shiro’s actually the angriest person on the team, but no one can tell because he keeps the screaming on the inside
  • “keith speak texas for us”
  • allura suggests duels in the airlock to solve team issues. no one can tell whether she’s joking or not
  • coran is in constant awe of how inefficient the human body is. your retina are backwards? you still have five toes? what do you mean half of your species keeps their gametes in hanging sacks-?
  • keith is the ultimate rebel without a cause
    • always read to fight the power
    • what power???? all of them
    • he’s like one of those little wind up toy cars. you point him in a direction, try to pull him back, and then watch him go lmao
  • *team blows up a galra supply store* hunk: “heh, I guess you could say that business……… is booming” “hunk shut your damn mouth”