hey look i finally posted here

  • hermione: i'm cold
  • ron: here, have my jacket
  • draco: hey, i'm cold too
  • harry: what? *taking off jacket* i told you to bring more layers but of course you didn't listen and now *piling scarves on draco* now look, i've got to make sure you don't FREEZE to death and *taking somebody else's hat* how long have you been cold you should've said something sooner,

Right so I’ve made posts about this before but I just wanted to say something, speaking as someone who has never had credit stolen and has really only seen a couple friends experience that as well. My point being, I’m not just coming from some emotional self righteous place. I’m coming from a place of being a human being who believes in the common sense that if somebody created something, they should get credit for it. A fact which is apparently lost on or ignored by many people.

Let’s get some things straight:

  • Tagging or captioning something “not mine” does not make it okay to post without credit.
  • Saying “thanks but that’s not mine” when people compliment your post does not mean you’re giving credit.
  • People who create original content deserve to be credited. Some posters may have spent hours creating something, only to watch it be posted by someone who didn’t put in any of that effort, and gain recognition and likes and what have you without crediting the person who made it exist in the first place.
  • It doesn’t matter if it’s a photograph or a drawing (those seem to be the most common). Give credit to the creator.
  • It takes. So. Little. Time. To credit. Ideas in descending order according to length and effort:
    • Reposted from ____
    • Originally from ____
    • Posted by ____
    • Credit to ____
    • From _____ (that’s literally four letters, plus a link or username. I think you can handle that)
  • If you can’t find the original post via reverse Google search, at least link back to the source URL. It’s simply the decent thing to do.
  • Who really enjoys stupid, stressful arguments over credit? The offenders get defensive and mad, the posters get hurt and even angrier, and it all could be prevented by the simple act of crediting.
  • Like seriously. If for no other reason, just credit the damn person to avoid clogging people’s dashes with angry posts, wasting everyone’s time in blocking you, and getting into fights with internet people you’ll never see in real life.
  • Isn’t plagiarism bad? I mean the school system, internet, and life failed you drastically if you’ve never heard of plagiarism. People get suspended, failed, and expelled for it. So clearly that’s not cool.
  • As a final note, it would be very nice of you to even consider ASKING permission *gasp* before reposting. What a NOVEL idea! Let’s look at some options, shall we?
    • I wish I could *insert skill here* like you. Maybe you could give me some pointers? In the meantime would it be okay if I reposted this for inspiration/reference?
    • Hi! I really love this post and I was wondering if I could repost it to my *insert social media here*
    • Hey! Do you mind if I repost this? (oh DAMN look at that, that one took me less than 30 seconds to type. Holy shit the miracles of giving credit)

Long story short, JUST GIVE CREDIT. I cannot wrap my mind around why people find this such an insurmountable burden. Usually you got the photo directly from the source anyway, so you know where it came from. And it takes less than 5 minutes to do a reverse Google image search; if you can’t find ANY information, either consider not posting it and asking permission to repost something else, or at least put down the URL to indicate that this is not original content.

THE END.

P.S. Give credit. Please.

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Hey guys, Im dying thanks to finals, but here look I made a Zora Oc!!! their name is Zato and they are chill af. Also drew them as a baby because…cute….

Zato is Agender and uses They/Them btw

Zato is fwends with Menace’s Zora, Helico, they are both p big, with Helico being a head taller than Sidon and Zato a head shorter. Yet still Zato looks p small next to Helico.

They like being picked up so its cool.

Also they have a crush on Sidon…..I will post some stuff with that in a bit…. -sweats-

imagine Reigen and Serizawa’s first formal date. it’s almost a kind of silly idea because they’ve practically already been dating, going out to eat with each other, originally only with Mob as well but eventually just the two of them sometimes. They’re that couple who had practically already been unofficially dating but they only consider themselves y’know, actual boyfriends once Reigen is like, hey do you wanna take this… thing we have a step further. and Serizawa is like yes. yes I do.

so even though they’ve ALREADY DONE THIS and they hang out plenty, all the time, both during and outside of work, Serizawa is all nervous and Reigen is trying to be as charming as possible. They do at least go someplace probably nicer than usual and try to look their best, but they’re both such dorks in different wants, desperately trying to make it what they think a date should be and it’s really awkward. (Serizawa has no experience dating whatsoever, Reigen has some but nothing that ever lasted very long.)

At first they’re almost worried because of how awkward it is, oh shit, will this not work out? What if this ruins our friendship? CUE PANIC. but eventually they end up realizing (maybe with Mob’s help?) that they’re just complicating things for like, no reason, and things can still be the same between them but like also they can hold hands and kiss and, after awhile, move in together and all that.

All My Friends Are Heathens, Pt.6

Summary: In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 4199
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mild language, sexual tension.
A/N: HEY IT’S BEEN MONTHS I KNOW BUT HERE WE ARE!! So remember how I lost the original 2000+ words I had written for Pt.5 before the file got corrupted? Well in this rewrite, I somehow doubled it so get comfy! Also, as a show of gratitude for your patience with me, I’ve been working really hard and I’ll be posting Pt.6 tomorrow and Pt.7 the day after! Three parts in three days, look at you! Just a heads up, Pt.8 will be the final update and then that’s it for this monster of a fic! I love you all so much and thank you for sticking around with me. ❤

P.S. I am such a little shit for extending the slow burn and I’m not even sorry about it…okay I’m really sorry, please don’t lynch me ILYOKAYBYE!

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Originally posted by taliesyne

Originally posted by hoaxvault

[ previously ]

“I’ll see you tomorrow, James,” you said, blushing at the way he smiled back. You paused to admire the way his lips still looked full and plump as he grinned and the way his long lashes fluttered against his cheeks.

Bucky passed his tongue over his fangs as he watched you walk away. Just one more day and he would have you again.

“I made a promise, didn’t I?”


[ The day of the full moon ]

You woke up in good spirits and the first thing you wanted to do was find Bucky. After showering and dressing yourself in a flattering, and somewhat revealing summer dress, you made your way towards Steve’s room to see the vampire. Since they switched rooms yesterday you wouldn’t actually be seeing the blonde man just yet but you reminded yourself to go check up on him later on. Today his migraines would be in full swing.

When you reached ‘Bucky’s’ door, you stopped to take a deep breath before knocking. As eager as you were, you were still a bit nervous. Several seconds passed and there was still no answer so you decided to open the door and walk slowly into the cold room. All monster’s burned a little hotter than humans so every bedroom was a few degrees lower than the rest of the household. Being that you always felt a little warmer yourself, you really didn’t mind the sudden temperature drop. You actually found that it soothed you just as much as it did the others. Maybe that was why you felt so exhilarated by Bucky’s touch.

That or his charm and pure sexual magnetism that pulled at you and left you wanting and aching for more. Who knew.

Your search went on for a few more minutes until you came to the disheartening conclusion that Bucky was definitely not in here. It wasn’t just that the bed was made and looked like it hadn’t been slept in at all, but the light as well. The early morning sun was shining so brightly that even you thought it was headache inducing. There was no way Bucky would stick around and be exposed to this so he must have gone.

You didn’t bother to hide your disappointment, jutting out your bottom lip and pouting as you shut the door and left. As you were walking back to your room, you bumped into something hard that caused you to lose your balance. You shrieked as you awkwardly tumbled down, hearing only a disgruntled “oof” and landing a few inches off of the floor.

“Y/N…” The strained voice of Clint Barton cut through the air. “Sweetie…for the love of God…move your knee,” he groaned before materializing beneath you with a pained expression on his face. You looked down the length of your bodies to see that your knee was pressing hard against his groin.

“Oh my God!” you exclaimed and pushed yourself off of him, moving to his side. “Holy shit, Clint I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

He rolled to his side, cupping himself and stuttering, “Mhm, uh-huh, ‘m fine. Just…just gimme a minute here, kiddo.” His voice was a little higher than usual.

Trying your best not to laugh, you rubbed his arm to comfort him. “To be fair here, you bumped into me. I can’t really avoid something I can’t see.” Still, you felt just a little bit guilty.

He continued to mumble and groan, waiting for the pain to pass and trying not to let tears fall. Then you noticed that the bags under his eyes were a little more pronounced than usual.

“Sweetie, when was the last time you slept?” you asked, knowing that your friend turned into a bit of a night owl during this time. He muttered an answer that you were less than happy with and sighed. “How many times do I have to tell you,” you started to nag him. “You can’t survive on just coffee and pizza. Even creatures need to sleep.”

“Y/N, we-”

“Don’t give me any of that “monster/human metabolisms are different” crap,” you cut him off. “I know all about it and there’s still a limit, Barton.”

The invisible man with the not-so-invisible pain finally laughed and moved to sit up, letting you help him. “Can’t get anything past you, huh Y/N?”

“You’re damn right,” you reaffirmed and helped him get to his feet. “Alright then, let’s get you to your room so you can sleep for the rest of the day. You’re going out tonight, yeah?” you asked and he replied with a nod, huffing out a harsh breath as he came to his feet.

He was still sore but his voice sounded a little more normal again. “There’s no point in arguing with you, is there?” he asked, knowing the answer even before you shook your head. “And you’re gonna lock me in there, aren’t you?” He smiled when you nodded this time.

“You’re a flight risk, Barton. If I don’t latch the cage, my little birdie will fly away,” you joked with him, wrapping his arm around your shoulders.

As you helped him hobble towards his bedroom, you felt a rush of cold air pass by, strong enough to lift your dress up. Startled by the sudden exposure, you turned abruptly to look for the source, forgetting that you were supporting most of Clint’s weight. But you remembered as soon as you heard him fall to the ground and curse in surprise.

“Shit! Sorry Clint!”


As the afternoon approached, you still hadn’t been able to find Bucky. You settled for the fact that it was still early in the day and he would show up eventually. For almost an hour you stayed with Clint to make sure that he actually fell asleep and then locked his door when you left. The elusive man couldn’t pass through walls so he was trapped in there until you set him free. Which is why it was a little unsettling that wherever you went, you felt as though you weren’t alone. That something unseen was following you around. Catching a glimpse only through your peripheral vision but as soon as you turned to look, there was nothing there. Thinking it would be best to tell Steve about it, you made your way down the first floor corridors to reach Bucky’s basement bedroom where Steve was resting. That’s when you heard two very distinct voices. It was Sam and Tony and they were arguing. Again. About something stupid…again. Being in no mood to deal with them, especially today, you tried to sneak past them.

“Hey Y/N!” Sam’s voice called out to you. “Come and settle this for us.”

You slumped your shoulders down in defeat and turned back to face them. You gave them both a hard look and raised your hands in surrender, hoping they would see how sincere you were with your inability to deal with their crap.

“Fellas, not today. I really don’t want to deal with your whining and complaining,” you said sternly before pointing at Tony. “I don’t want to hear about how you’re going to pluck out Sam’s feathers one by one or how you’re going to clip his wings because he’s annoying you and never shuts up. Just suck it up like the rest of us do!” Then you turned to Sam. “And I definitely don’t want to hear about how we should neuter Tony because the last thing you want is a pack of little Stark’s running around. Yeah, I know, even the thought of that terrifies me too.” You took turns looking them both in the eyes. “Please boys, let it go. And enough with the animal jokes, damn.”

Both men looked at each other then you and then back to each other, taking a moment before nodding in unison and silently agreeing to let it go. For now, at least. You swore that in that moment, the heavens parted and you could hear angels singing.

“Fine. So then where were you heading off to, babygirl?” Sam asked with a grin. The two of them started walking closer to you.

“I was just gonna go check on Stevie. See if he needs anything.”

“Is that why you were sneaking towards Barnes’ room?” Tony asked, staring you down suspiciously.

You rolled your eyes and simply answered, “That’s because Steve spent the night in there.”

Sam crossed his arms over his chest. “What, are the two old-timers having some kind of “best friends forever” sleepover or something?” You could practically hear the scoff that was itching to push through his throat. As much as he wouldn’t admit it, Sam was a little jealous now that Steve’s old chum had moved in.

Tony chimed in again, “Upset you weren’t invited, Wilson?”

“You’re the one that would never get invited, Stark,” Sam retaliated immediately.

Tony snorted derisively, trying to hide his own jealousy. “Who says I would want to join your super-secret boy band? Cause I don’t. I’m a lone wolf!”

Again, you rolled your eyes. That truce lasted all of two minutes but to be fair, it was a new record. You interjected before things could get too out of hand. “No, guys. Bucky was nice enough to switch rooms with Steve until his headaches pass. He’s actually really sweet and he cares about Stevie so give him a chance, okay?” you defended the absent vampire.

You could see that Tony still wasn’t buying it. “Yeah, cause that’s what you’d expect from the spawn of Dracula,” he chided, raising his hands to imitate air quotations as he repeated, “Sweet and caring.”

Holding back your annoyance towards the wolfman, you turned to address the birdman instead. “Sam, could you actually go check on Steve for me? There’s something I need to talk to Tony about. Tell him I’ll come around later to see him.”

“Yeah, I can do that,” he said, ruffling your hair affectionately and smiling when you pouted. Sam stuck his thumb out towards Tony as he backed away. “But you might wanna put a shock collar on Stark tonight, Y/N. Just in case he gets a little too close to your undead boytoy.” He mimicked being electrocuted and laughed wholeheartedly before continuing to walk away.

“Go lay an egg, Wilson!” Tony bellowed after him.

“Bad dog! Don’t make me get the spray bottle!” Sam’s laugh echoed down the hall.

“Smartass,” Tony grumbled before turning his full attention on you. “Seriously Y/N. I warned that pale bastard before you got here to keep his creepy hands off of you.” He held your chin between his thumb and index finger, turning your head from side to side. “I’ll rip his head off if he puts his mark on you.” Content to see that your skin was clear, Tony dropped his hand and sighed in relief.

Your cheeks flushed as you thought back to Bucky’s teeth breaking through your skin. Drinking from you from the exact spot that Tony had just inspected and found nothing. Bucky’s words from yesterday started to echo in your ears. Our little secret indeed.

Waving off the thoughts, you remembered what you wanted to talk to Tony about. “First of all, Bucky is not creepy so stop that. Second, you have other things to worry about.”

“What’re you talking about, kid?” he asked, clearly confused.

“You know damn well what I’m talking about, Tony. You better not come home tomorrow morning dragging back another devoured animal carcass that I’m left to clean up. I swear, I’ll shave you bald this time,” you warned, poking him hard on the chest.

Tony choked back incredulously. “Oh come on, Y/N! You know I can’t promise anything here. I have no control over it!” He tried to defend himself.

Thinking back to the last time you were home during the full moon, he remembered he had done exactly that. Managing to get blood and entrails all around the mansion but more specifically, right in front of your bedroom door. You were sure that your screams and curses could be heard from three towns over after you stepped in what you could only assume was a half-eaten sheep’s stomach. It ended up taking you a couple of hours to clean everything, mostly because you were trying not to get sick and add to the mess. When you eventually found Tony, he was rolling around on the lawn in the back still trying to recover from his feast. Vision was already scolding him for making his clean kitchen tiles all filthy too. Once Tony was lucid enough to remember what he did, he started to use his trademark charm on you. Trying to convince you that it was his lycanthrope way of giving you a gift because he cares about you so much. Sweet concept but you were adamant that you wanted it returned and exchanged for a soul-cleansing shower and new pair of bunny slippers.

Tony nudged your shoulder affectionately with his after replaying the memory. “Hey, you forgave me for that remember. Besides, you said you’re enjoying this vegan lifestyle, right? You have me to thank for that!” He raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands together, and gave you a big smile.

You pursed your lips to keep from smiling back. “That’s not the point, mister.” You looked at him, pleading softly with your best impression of puppy-dog eyes that you knew he couldn’t resist. “Please Tony, just try. For me?”

He groaned and his head fall back. “You’re killing me here, kiddo. Alright alright, I’ll try.” He looked to you again. “But will you still love me if I accidentally bring back some leftovers?” he asked hopefully, raising one eyebrow and nipping at his bottom lip.

You looked into his big brown eyes and nodded. “Of course I’ll still love you, Tony.” You leaned forward and kissed his cheek softly before turning to leave. “But if you do end up bringing back a treat…” you grinned over your shoulder as you walked away. “…you’re going to spend an entire day with Bucky and you have to be nice to him.”

“No way in hell!” he exclaimed in the distance. “I’ll take my chances with the shock collar!”

Your laughter was cut short when you gasped in surprise. There was a strange stinging sensation on your backside, like someone had just spanked you. You spun on your heels to see if maybe Tony had followed and was messing around but you were completely alone in the corridor. You turned again when you felt something else on your thigh, just under the hem of your dress. A kiss?


Hours later, the sun was hanging lower in the sky and you were really starting to feel frustrated. There was still no sign of Bucky and the increase of weird incidents was not helping with putting your mind at ease. Full moons were always a little more strange now that you were usually surrounded by creatures but this was unprecedented, and a little inappropriate. Like your dress straps slipping off your shoulders repeatedly and almost exposing your chest or the fleeting touches that would leave a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Jolts of pleasure that felt like they were tightening a coil in your stomach just a little more each time but then it would go away unfulfilled. You suspected Bucky but whenever you would call out to him, you were met with only silence. If it was him, he was doing his best to tease and torment you, and annoying as it was, it was working.

In an attempt to distract yourself from your sexual frustration, you stayed in the library and tried to immerse your mind in a good book. Of course, it was completely futile. After reading the same paragraph for the fourth time, a thought crossed your mind that made you jump from your seat. The time had just passed for when Bucky would be down in the kitchen so he could take his supplements. When you got there, you saw that only Vision was in the room standing by the stove and stirring a small pot. Feeling slightly dejected, you walked in and leaned against the counter top, resting your head in your hands.

“Y/N, is everything alright?” Vision asked looking up from his task and at you. “I sense that your mood has decreased dramatically since entering the room. Are you in need of comfort? Have I upset you in any way?” He didn’t have eyebrows but you were sure they would be knitted curiously right about now if he did.

Faking a smile as best you could, you tried to reassure him. “No no, it’s not you, Viz. Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.”

He turned his attention back to the stove. “I can sense that you are not being honest with me,” he paused and thought for a moment. “But you also have no desire to discuss it further so I shall let it pass.”

This time, your smile was genuine. Out of all of your monster friends, Vision was the least protective and yet, somehow, the most understanding. He didn’t necessarily experience emotions but he was still programmed to be kind and caring. The synthetic man was the newest member of the household before Bucky came along. Tony and another monster, who had since disappeared, created Vision by accident almost a year ago. He was still very much in his infancy but he possessed a staggering intellect and in order to maintain his software, he would power down during the full moon and update his systems. Knowing that he still couldn’t comprehend the dynamics of human/creature relationships, you didn’t have to worry about him being upfront with him.

“Hey Vision, have you seen Bucky at all today?” you asked hopefully.

“No, I haven’t. It would appear as though Mr. Barnes has been absent for the majority of the day. Or has at least managed to elude my attention.” He continued to stir the pot and read from his European Cuisine cookbook. “I had taken the liberty to deliver his supplements to his bed chambers but instead found only a highly discontent Steve Rogers.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose, feeling your frustration build again. “Yeah, they switched rooms. Steve’s headaches and all.”

“I know, that is why I offered to prepare a soup for Mr. Rogers that will aid in his recovery.” He removed the pot from the stove and poured it into a bowl. “Will you be needing anything before I rest for the night, Y/N?”

You shook your head and helped him prepare a tray. “No thanks, Viz. And I can take this to Steve for you, I wanted to go check on him anyways.” You were hoping to ask him if he knew where his best friend was or if maybe a frisky ghost had moved while you were gone.

Vision bowed his head in thanks and said, “Have a good night, Y/N,” before leaving you alone in the kitchen.

Just as you were about to pick up the prepared tray, you started to feel warm. Really warm. An intense heat started to build inside of you, burning hot in your belly and making you gasp for air. Your hands reached out to grip the edge of the counter top when it passed through your lower half, almost making your knees buckle. The desire to rub your thighs together to alleviate the aching need for friction made your cheeks flush. And then it faded away just as suddenly as it started. The only reminder being the heavy beating of your heart and the wetness gathering between your legs. If this was Bucky, you swore he was going to be in so much trouble when you found him.


Nightfall. The clouds parted to reveal the stunningly bright and full orb that triggered a change in every monster. You could hear Tony howling in the distance; the beast within was in full control now as he ran wildly through the forests to hunt down his prey. Sam had changed at the same time, mutating into the form of his giant-feathered counterpart. He was probably somewhere over the Atlantic by now; his majestic and enormous wings could carry him to Europe and back before daybreak. Vision went into hibernation mode long before the sun had set and was now out of commission for the rest of the night. Clint was freed from his room hours ago and now he was…well, who the hell knew where he was, the man was invisible after all.

Steve assured you that he would stay barricaded in the dark sanctity of Bucky’s bedroom since the harsh effects of his migraines were still causing him grief. When you brought him his meal earlier, you casually asked if Bucky had come to see him, careful not to mention that you noticed his absence all day. That’s when he told you that his friend left earlier that day to feed on whoever took his fancy. That he struggled more to maintain his appetite during the full moon and he needed to find a mate to relieve his desires. At first you didn’t believe a word he said. Bucky wasn’t like that. This had to just be Steve’s typical over-protectiveness trying to keep you away from the ‘vampire threat’ and you were not amused. But then you thought that Steve had never lied to you before so who knows what to believe. By the end of your visit, you became so disenchanted from his words that you forgot to mention anything about the strange things that happened to you throughout the day and if Bucky was really behind it all.

“Y/N, are you sure you don’t want to come out tonight?” Natasha’s voice cut through your neurotic thoughts, forcing you to shake your head clear.

“Yeah, I’m positive. I’m just not feeling it tonight. But you guys go and have a good time for me.”

You turned to see her donning her tight-fitted, black leather jacket over her slender shoulders, just as Wanda did the same. The two women always went out together during the full moon, claiming to see what kind of trouble they could stir up but you knew that their true intentions were far more virtuous. They would go out to bars and clubs so they could keep an eye on other creatures and make sure they didn’t prey on innocent humans. Just as she protected you and came to your aid all those years ago, Natasha continued to do the same for others, and Wanda was more than happy to join in the mission.

“Did you want us to stay with you, sweetie?” Wanda asked in her soft accented voice and took your hands in hers. “You’ve been home for a week and we’ve barely had a chance to hang out.”

You felt a tingling warmth in the palms of your hands and you knew she was trying to connect with you. Trying to read your mind and see if you were hiding anything from them. Thankfully you were aware of Wanda’s little tricks, the faint red wisps of her magic being a major clue, and you managed to focus your thoughts away from a certain vampire long enough for her to feel reassured. “Ladies, I’ll be fine. Besides, I’m not planning on leaving anytime soon so we still have plenty of time to hang out,” you said, trying to convince them as much as yourself. This whole ordeal with Bucky left you somewhat less than inclined to stick around but you didn’t want to think about that now.

“I still don’t like the idea of leaving you alone, Y/N,” Natasha admitted. A scowl pulled her features taut. “What about Barnes? Where’s he gone off to? I don’t trust that Fang.”

“Nat, don’t be rude,” you scolded her for using that term against him. “And you don’t need to worry about Bucky, he’s been gone all day and he probably won’t be coming back soon either.” Hiding the slight harshness in your voice was difficult but you pulled it off.

“He better not be draining the neighbors or any locals. If we have to move because of that bloodsucker, I’m going to tear his throat out. And I won’t be nice about it either.”

The venom in her tone made a shiver crawl up your spine. Natasha was less fond of relocating than she was of vampires and she absolutely hated them. Sirens and vampires were always butting heads, they were the two most effective predators after all. Whereas sirens were more strategic and stealthy when hunting, vampires showed more cunning and charm with their prey. Each one thought their kind was superior to the other and they often fought for dominance when they were forced to keep company.

Clint suddenly appeared beside the red-haired seductress, laughing nervously. “Alright, Nat, easy there. Let’s get going, yeah?” He usually tagged along with the ladies on these nights. As they would watch over others, he would be watching over them. Mostly Natasha though, just to make sure she didn’t tear anyone’s limbs off in public because they pissed her off…again.

After wishing them a good time and saying your goodbyes, you watched the remainder of your friends take off for the night. Leaving you alone and still thinking about where the hell Bucky could be.


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astertale  asked:

Hey I just wanted to ask if you're still alive D: You haven't posted anything since February it feels like. (Also I got my book in the mail (finally) it looks AMAZING thank yooou!)

oh……………… uh, I guess I’ve been in this sad-hole for awhile now, whoops. I lose track of time down here sometimes. 

I’m ok, tho, thanks for checking in. 

(PS if you were waiting for something from me, those have all been sent, sorry for the delay.)

*Delete the caption or adding a self promo will be disqualify*

Hey lovelies! I decided to host a Makeup Look Awards with Ivana—since i’m finally come back to tumblr from being hiatus for few months—and we chose this awards because who doesn’t love makeup! Without further ado let’s get started!

RULES:

  • Must be following @adhore-e (Ivana) and @athaeila​​ (Cynthia)
  • Reblog this post at least once 
  • Likes count as bookmarks

PERKS:

  • Two new friends! Yay!
  • Promos upon request
  • Spot on a cute page (under construction)

CATEGORIES:

  • Glam look - Best overall
  • Smokey - Best color scheme
  • Glowy - Best theme
  • Night out - Best posts
  • No makeup look -  Cynthia’s fave
  • Everyday natural - Ivana’s fave

HIGHER CHANCES:

  • Follow @adhore-e​ instagram here, message her your username
  • Reblog @athaeila​‘s pictures here
  • Click @athaeila​‘s banner on the bottom left of my blog for few times
  • Be active and friendly
  • Reblog this post more than once

OTHER:

  • We will announce the winners once we are happy with the notes
  • The banner is made by @athaeila / @bannerbyathaeila
  • If you have any questions, feel free to ask any one of us! We won’t bite x

Good luck lovelies!

Cynthia and Ivana xx

readando  asked:

yes haha i've been here for a little over a month, but i stopped posting here for weeks because i felt too shy :') but i got a lot of encouragement and read a lot about how to take nice pictures fot studyblr/gram sooo here i am!!! i am really happy i'm going well so far! and yes lol i feel shy to tag people so i only tag a few. can you tell me other people you tag too?

Oh, hey look, my little Windows Sticky Note finally came into use.  I’ve been keeping track of all the blogs I follow and their tracked tags.  Hang in there because this is going to be a super long post.  These are all in alphabetical order by URLs, with my most used tags in bold and tags for my favorite blogs italicized.  If anyone who sees this wants to add or correct a tag, feel free to message me.

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bakusuki’s follow spree. ♡

hey little birds , elli here ! i did another huge clean out of followers after realising that there were quite a few blogs that were inactive, that means that my dash can be quite dead, and the content limited. so i’m looking for some new blogs to follow, and i would totally appreciate if you could reblog if you post any of the below:

boku no hero academia.
yuri on ice.
━ voltron.
bungou stray dogs.
tokyo ghoul. 
━ all out!!
━ free!
━ ballroom e youkoso.
━ haikyuu!!
shingeki no kyojin.
━  hunter x hunter.
━  pokemon.
━  gintama.
━  mob psycho 100.
━  final fantasy.
━  atla / lok.
━  anime / manga in general.

also, but not a must:

━ game of thrones.
━  star wars.
━  harry potter.
aesthetics.

it’s a big bonus if:

━ you have a tagging system!
━ multifandom.
━ willing to be mutuals with me.
━  make your own content: graphics, icons, gifs.

if my mutuals could reblog this to signal boost it, it would really help, and that would mean so much, thank you. you’re not obliged to reblog it, of course! but thank you anyway, 

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Hey guys, been a while since my last post here. I finally got round to doing another Ghibli fan art, this one’s Howl’s Moving Castle. 

I’ve read the book by Diana Wynne Jones more than a few times during my childhood, and reread it again a few months ago, just as awesome. I watched the movie this year too, a fairly different vibe, but still entertaining.

Wanted to portray Howl as the main driving force of his moving castle, thus the composition. Someone told me it looks like he’s protecting it, and hey, that works too~ 

Enjoy~ 

Easter special! ✘ Grant Gustin Imagine ✘

✘ A/N: EASTER SPECIAL WITH GRANT! I know I said I’d post all at once, but I got some unforeseen t.t BUT I HAVE 2 WEEKS WITH NO EXAMS, SO FREE TIME!

✘ Easter’s special posted:

Imagine… You and Sebastian Smythe exchanging easter eggs.

Imagine… Barry giving you an Easter egg.

✘ Which one will be posted: Imagine… You and Earth 2 Barry shopping eastereggs.

I hope you guys like it!

Beta: @lyss-91 sz

Imagine… You giving an Easter egg to Grant.

Originally posted by lolurnotgrantgustin

You were in Grant’s trailer when he finally came in, already changed into his normal clothes and looking completely tired.

“Hey, babe.” He smiled at you, knowing you’d be here for the text message you left earlier.

“Full day?” You smiled in understood.

“Completely.” Grant sighed and sprawled on the couch. “I just want to go home and cuddle with you.”

As sweet as it was, it only made you nervous. In fact, more nervous. Things were good just with two of you, what if Grant didn’t want a third person? What if the time wasn’t right now?

No! You screamed at yourself mentally.

Grant’s life would always be like that, that was a fact. And he always wanted children. So it was all fine.

Right?

“Babe?” Grant called worried with your sudden silence. He sat on the sofa and looked at you. You smiled and went to the fridge, picking up a Barbie Easter egg. You stared at the refrigerator light for a few seconds, trying to calm yourself down. “(Y / N)?”

You closed the refrigerator and finally turned to face Grant, whose worried gaze shifted to confusion as he saw the Easter egg you were holding. After all, you two had already changed the easter eggs and that was a Barbie easter egg!

“Remember how you always told me that you wanted to have kids?”

“Are you pregnant?!” Grant rose from the couch as fast as Flash, approaching you. His gaze alternating between the easter egg, your belly and your face. You nodded, feeling tears in your eyes. Grant’s joy could fill that trailer and the whole set. He hugged you tight, somehow avoiding your belly to avoid hurting the baby, which made it more like a half hug.

“Grant, you can hug me as usual. That won’t affect our baby.’’ Yuu giggled through the tears, feeling as if your heart was bursting with happiness. You couldn’t remember the last time you had felt like this, this happy. Grant laughed and held you, putting his face against your neck and saying excitedly, all the fatigue dissipated:

’'I’ll be a dad! I’m going to be a dad!”

🎉⛩It’s finally here! ⛩🎉

“Hey, yeah, I’m gonna go out” to see the movie at 6:15! In 3D!

I’m going to cosplay movie!Nya’s casual look and write ‘Luh-Lloyd’ on my left wrist to celebrate!

Hope everyone is having an awesome Weekend Whip, because “the time is now”!!!

Originally posted by dragonofsapphire

Dr. Mendes | Part 4

Originally posted by itsagirlthingbae

A/N: I had to end this because the pressure to update sucks. So I’m sorry if this isn’t the way you wanted it to end but it’s all I could come up with. This goes out to @teen-mendes who I am just SO STINKING PROUD OF. I have so much love and respect for her! && send some harry styles ticket prayers over to my love @imagine-that-one-thing she deserves it more than anyone! ​​

Word count: 2,236 words

Pairing: Shawn x Reader [female]

part one, part two, part three

*masterlist still not working sozz. i’ll fix it soon. just search shawn mendes imagines on my tumblr and all my works will come up.

Shawn’s POV:

Waiting.. Waiting was the worst.

I tried my best to get in contact with Y/N. I called her, I sent her multiple messages, I even sent her a few emails and pages. Nothing, radio silence. I was trying to get her attention but I knew I had lost her respect.

I even dragged Aaliyah into this mess, I begged her to get Y/N to talk to her for me but Aaliyah didn’t want to get in between my “Fucked-Up Situation”. This entire situation put me in a terrible mood. Everyone around me knew that when I was in a bad mood to stay the fuck out of my way.

Monday rolled around and I got radio silence the entire weekend from Y/N so I was dreading going into work this morning. I grabbed my backpack from the passengers seat of my car and headed into the hospital. It was a shit show to say the least, I had at least 5 back to back surgeries but that wasn’t including the consults and the emergencies I had. I had a plan today, I was going to get Y/N to at least look my direction once today because I heard she was working on Camila’s shift today but that didn’t go as planned since I didn’t even have a second to myself. “Hey Shawn, here are those files you wanted” I heard from behind me as I was checking the post-op charts.

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BTS Reaction #1

When An African-American Girl Flirts With Them in Fluent Korean.

You: Bold

Them: Not Bold

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For   namjunniewifeymaterial

Could you please do bts reacting to an african american flirting with them in fluent korean. Plz and thank you 

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Jin: “dangsineun jega aneun sarangua dalmasseoyo”(hey, you look like someone i know)

“really?… who?” 

“sexy namja” (a sexy man)

*speckless and shocked*

Suga: ~he feels a tap on his shoulder while walking the streets and turns to see you~ “dowajuseyo” (help)

*looks worried* what’s wrong?

“I lost my number~ may i have yours?”

“mmm i think that can be arranged”

Rapmon: ~the confidence in you walks over to namjoons table and sit in from of him~ ~he is already intrigued by you being foreign~

“eolmana ore?” (how long?)

“huh?”

“how long have you been so handsome?”

*in english*depends, how long have you been so gorgeous? (tables have been turned)

J-hope“hey I was wondering how long you have before you go to heaven, cause you are such an angel”

“oh my goodness you speak Korean… its so good!”

“haha thank you?

“like you sound so native… wow! i can actually understand your words like wow!”

“uh.. wanna get some coffee?”

“of course!” (guess you don’t always need pickup lines)

Taehyung: ~you causually give him looks and shy smiles making sure he sees and knows you noticed him~~you finally approach him with a wink and a wave~

“hope to see you around more Mr.cutie”*walks out the store*

“oh…yes…w-well okay…” *somehow nervous*

Jimin: ~he actually approaches you first and complements your “s-soft shkin and richeu… com-complex…tion”(his words not mine~ ~you find his broken English charming and reassure him, and shocked him, with you perfect korean~

“A cutie like you shouldn’t be so shy. When you’re around me you can be comfortable, okay?” *smile and winks*

“OH OH You Speak Korean?! Ahhh aha I was so nervous to approach you with my English skills” *dies a little inside from embarrassment*

Jungkook:~you two had been sharing glances the whole time, then you finally came up to him you confessed the reason you had been staring~

“hey, i just wanted you to know that I have these special glasses that only let me see most handsome men and right now… i only see you”

*taken aback* “ah really? i was looking just to see if you were real, but the more you talk the more i believe you are a just dream”  

The FIRST reaction on this blog! i hope it was too your sacdifaction! i know you requested on my other blog @imagine-your-kpop but i just when ahead a posted it here sicne it when with the theme of my new blog>

REQUEST BOX IS OPEN BTW

that pretty much it for today and…..

BAI

FOR

NOW!!!

Unsteady - Spencer Reid

DISCLAIMER: hey look who edited her post style finally!! Anyways, i hope you enjoy this it literally hit me while listening to music - as most my ideas do but on that note, i think i’m going to start adding what songs inspired / i was listening too while writing in case anyone is interested but hope everyone is well!! // request here 

inspired by: unsteady - x ambassadors & not today - imagine dragons

[Unsteady - Spencer Reid x Reader]


She stood there again, pacing in a hospital waiting area, this was all too familiar for her. The love of her life, Dr. Spencer Reid was an FBI agent - translating to always in high danger situations. He had a kind heart, a lover over a fighter, but this characteristic usually got him in trouble. She was outside in the waiting area, biting her nails knowing that behind the doors that he was fighting for his life, again.


 That bothered her the most that this wasn’t the first time, or the second or third. They’ve been together for some time now, and she’s endured a lot of pain. She had an intense love for Dr. Spencer Reid though most nights she prayed for his safety and for him to return to her in one piece, though sometimes the fear rang true and she received a call, usually from the technical analyst on his team, Penelope Garcia. Y/N loved his team, and they loved her. Ever since she walked into his life so gracefully, they couldn’t be happier for the both of them. Fast forward she sat there with a few members of his team. He had been in critical care for a few hours. Everyone around you was trying to stay strong for you. Finally, a doctor appeared, “Can we speak to a family member or significant other?” She stood up, worrisome covering her face. “Rossi, come with me please?” He smiled and grabbed her hand, “Always” The doctor ran them through what had happened, the complications, but most importantly what was going to happen next. Y/N never let go of Rossi’s hand. Y/N and Spencer both being void of fathers had chosen Rossi as their father figure. He was always there for the both of them through anything, and his comfort to Y/N meant more than anything to her. The doctor finally lets through the doors that lead them to see Spencer. He was unresponsive and poked in multiple places with needles. A masked covered his mouth assisting him to breathe, stitches and bandages covered his body. She gasped, she knew he was involved in a massive explosion, but that’s all the context she had to go off. Most of the team could only recall the before and the after.  The doctor asked if Y/N would want the others to come in, she paused and just asked for about ten minutes to herself before he invited everyone in. Rossi stood in the doorway and watched as Y/N approached Spencer, looking at it him as if he was a pieced together shattered glass doll. She stood next to him, brushing her hand against his before intertwining her fingers with his. Warm tears ran down her face, but there was a slight tightening around her fingers, like a baby trying to squeeze your thumb. He barely lifted his eyes to see her but didn’t let go of her fingers. Rossi approached, wrapping his arm around Y/N, “He saved a lot of lives today, he’ll make it through. He’ll wake up and write a prescription for himself.” Y/N cracked a smile - the first in hours. Rossi pulled her closer, “Ready for the others,” Y/N nodded her head in agreement; “Go get them, you guys are his family.” Rossi left to get the others, but Y/N didn’t move, she wasn’t going to take her hand away from his. She told herself, it had to get easier going forward, it had to get easier, but it just wasn’t going to be today.

Haruhi x Guest

This is the final work in the character x guest post series. - Admin 


Guest:  Hey Haruhi, may I sit here with you?

Haruhi:  *looks up in surprise* Oh, of course!  Sorry!  My books are all over the table, I’ve been studying for that test in Calculus.  Here, let me make some room for you.  

Originally posted by dailyohshc

Guest:  *grabbing textbook* Don’t worry about it, Haruhi.  Here, I could study with you if you wanted… 

Haruhi:  Oh no, I couldn’t possibly make you sit through something so boring!  Besides, I need a study break anyway. You know what they say about “all work and no play.”

Guest:  Wow!  You sure are good at keeping your life balanced!  I wish I were more like that.

Haruhi:  Well I think that the key to success is making the most of every situation.  And don’t worry, from what I see you’re well on your way to success.   

Originally posted by alltheanimus