hmm should i tag this as yes

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heyy since it’s no shame november does this mean i can post my incredibly self indulgent au…….. ok good

ok so in all honesty wild times always reminded me of tiana’s palace and at first it was just for fun but then i got reeeally invested heheeee,,,, (also yes judy is naveen in case you were wondering bppt) hope you enjoy because i might draw more of this

also trish drew this au too so you guys should check that out because it’s a really good drawing

Warmed. By. The. Blood. Of. My. Open. Wrists

Characters: Ex Emo!Sam x Reader, Zachariah (Mentioned)

Word count: 892 (Not bad for a drabble)

Warnings: Awkwardness, slight inappropriate office behavior (staring)

Unasked for AU: #5 You are my new coworker and I’m pretty sure I’ve never met you SO WHY ARE YOU LOOKING SO FAMILIAR FUCK I THINK YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE ANGSTY EMO KIDS I USED TO STALK BACK IN THE MYSPACE DAYS I CANT BELIEVE THIS AU 

A/N: This is part of my 1.7k Followers 7 Drabbles celebration. Au requested by @celahcain I hope it is what you where waiting for! Ps, I kno MySpace is no longer in ‘the space’.

7 Drabbles Masterpost

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Au #5: Warmed. By. The. Blood. Of. My. Open. Wrists


You lean on the side of your reclinable chair, head poking through the edge of the computer monitor, pushing your reading glasses closer to you face, eyes focused on him.

Scratching the top of you head and then the back, you can’t let go of that feeling… you’d met this guy before, but where, when?

Certainly the name Sam Winchester didn’t ring any bells a couple of days ago when Chuck introduced him to the rest of the office, and neither did on the past 50 or so hours you’d been searching your brain for some recollection of him. 

You never met Sam before…

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Snippets From A Life That Might Have Been - Haven Fanfic

“Uncle Duke?”

“Yes Aaron?”

“Can you show me how your boat works?”

“Sure, but we should probably ask Gloria first.”

“She won’t mind.”

“You think? Hmm, I still think we should check; I don’t want to get on the wrong side of your Gran.”

Little Aaron frowned, considering this. “Which side is the wrong side?” he asked.

Duke laughed, “The side where she’s cross with me.”

“She won’t get cross; she likes you.”

“Yeah? Well, she likes you too,” said Duke with a smile.

Tag Game

I was tagged by @empressofnothing

Relationship status: painfully, painfully single

Favourite colour: almost any shade of blue, but especially any with a little green in them

Lipstick or Chaptstick: definitely lipstick. e.l.f. matte lip color in praline is life

Last song you listened to: Angels of Night by House of Heroes

Last Movie You Watched: I half-watched Legally Blonde 2 last night. my roommate had friends over but I was supposed to be working on my paper, as I should be doing now

Top 3 Characters: hmm, Felicity Smoak, Chuck Bartowski, Ned the Piemaker (yes, in case you were wondering, my type is awkward nerd)

Top 3 Ships: Olicity forever, Steggy, me and whatever guy God has in mind

Books you are reading right now: mostly just stuff for school (but also the occasional romance book that I would never willingly admit to out loud)

Top 5 Musicals: Wicked, Rogers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella, Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, Moulin Rouge, Hamilton

Thanks!

more New Danganronpa V3 and Danganronpa 3, Weekly Famitsu 12/24 pictures over here

I tried translating some of the few info there, even if we already know some of them. No new big info yet. Although I did translate those that piqued my interest, such as the yellow boxes over there (student introduction, but more like their appearances), but keep in mind that I’m not 100% sure if this is accurate since the letters are too small and it’s hard for me to read ;;

Student Introduction 1: The Ikemen/Good-looking boy

Well-appointed features, an impressive goatee/beard for a boy, and the shirt he is wearing resemble a specific schoolboy’s shirt. On top of that, he removed all the buttons of the shirts. [I’m assuming this means he doesn’t button up his shirts] Although, from the appearance that he is wearing the uniform in his own way, he undergoes a light-like impression, which slightly takes after…?

Student Introduction 2: Robot (?) Schoolboy

His hair stands out of from this student’s introduction, seemingly like it jumped out of his parietal. [1] Resembles the hero in DR1, Makoto Naegi [2] and reminiscent of the hero’s wounds in a school filled with prisoners. That is also a big-feature identity look-a-like, but the relation is unkown at this time.

Student Introduction 3: Twin-tails Girl

Beautiful twin-tails colored the sap of the Urushi, thus resembling the darkness and thickness of lacquer. Introduction of her is characterized by the placement of a mole under the left eye, resembling that of a certain teary-eyed girl. But, unlike her, she has a resolute state. From the key-visual, it was implied for her to pose with the index finger pointing upward to receive a cool impression.

BONUS:

This historical feeling I’m getting
emanates from that huge coliseum

Youth yearns that location!?
The brilliant LODGING FACILITIES appeared

(i cant read the white letters sorry;;)

YES PLEASE LET THEM HAVE THE DORMS IN THAT LOVE HOTEL

EDIT: Thank you to @taichinchin for clarifying that “[1] Makoto Naegi’s Hero” part! The context was along the lines of “Resemble’s DR1′s protagonist, Makoto Naegi”, so I changed it. Thank you! :D

anonymous asked:

I know prompts are closed but you said to throw a happy idea at you so: Oliver and Felicity telling their kids about the time they kicked the mean reporter ladies ass

I indeed did so thank you! this little mini drabble has references to this fic from yesterday. 


“Dad?”

“Yeah?” he looked up from his newspaper.

“Why do you do all the bad guy punching and not mom?”

He looked from his daughter to Felicity, who was now eyeing him from behind her tablet, and back to his daughter again.

“Mom prefers her computers to beating up the bad guys.”

“Oh,” she deflated.

“But,” he continued quickly, “I do have a story about your mom taking down a bad lady.”

The little seven year old perked right up. He didn’t know if he should be telling this story to her since she was so young, but she seemed so eager. And it was always good to make sure that his little one knew that she could kick butt in more than one way.

Felicity set down her tablet and looked at him expectantly. He motioned for Chloe to come up and sit in his lap. She always sat in his lap for story time.

“This story starts with a very mean lady. She hurt your Auntie Thea’s feelings,” he said.

She gasped loudly.

“But I thought I would give her a chance.”

“Everyone deserves a chance to be good,” the seven year old said.

He nodded and continued, “Everyone does deserve the chance, but she was not good at all. She hurt my feelings too and tried to do some bad things to stop me from being mayor.”

It was long past his days of being Mayor, but Chloe enjoyed looking at pictures and newspaper clippings from his time in office. She always giggled at the Mayor Handsome headlines. Chloe didn’t understand that the nickname was meant to be mean, but that was okay. She looked up to him. Her dad was the Green Arrow, he was like one of the handsome heroes in her story books.

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DSRK WEEK - 2016

DSRK (Devil Summoner: Raidou Kuzunoha) Week will be from November 8th to November 14th, with the final day coinciding with our protagonist’s title of the fourteenth Raidou Kuzunoha.

Ways you can participate include; Drawing! Writing stories! Cosplay! Creating AMVs! Poems! Sculptures! Cards! Any type of fanwork you can think of.

As this is a week for everyone who enjoys DSRK to get involved, if you’re thinking “Hmm, should I really take part myself? Am I good enough?” the answer is “Yes”.

Anyone can participate as no sign-ups are required. All you have to do is remember to tag all your posts with #dsrkweek and #dsrkweek2016 so they can be seen by everyone!

Please spread the word and have fun.

Laced Together

Pairing: RivaMika

Prompt: Wishful thinking or Waiting

Author’s Note: Hng I should write for other ships but just chapter 53
                          guys

She wonders, sometimes, if they can ever have future together. With everything that’s happened to them, she doesn’t think it possible.

Mikasa stares at their intertwined fingers. She can feel the small scars and calluses on his hand and she doesn’t doubt that hers is the same. Levi squeezes her hand and she meets his eyes; she didn’t realize he’d been staring at her.

“What?” she asks, a hint of a smile in her voice. Levi lets go of her hand and brings his up to her face; he pushes the stray locks of hair away from her face.

“You have that distant look again,” he says, his voice a low rumble. Levi frowns. “What are you thinking about?”

She shakes her head, a small smile on her face. Somehow, he always knows if there’s something wrong with her. Perhaps that was why she fell for him.

“I was just thinking,” a pause, “that I would love to have a future with you.” Mikasa’s smile turns wistful as his brightens, and her eyes are downcast, set on her empty hand. “But that would be impossible. It’s just wishful thinking.”

His hand slips into hers and he brings them to his lips; they brush softly against her knuckles and his eyes are serious and his smile is gone as he looks at her. Levi gives her hand a squeeze.

“Who says it’s impossible?” he says, and her heart is caught by the confidence in his voice and the love in his eyes. A smile blooms on her face. “I’m going to live and survive this – for you, Mikasa. And we all know you’re going to live through this.”

She laughs, earning a smile from Levi. Mikasa squeezes his hand and kisses him, and she thinks that she really does love this stoic, ‘heartless’ man. She kisses him again.

“Thank you,” she whispers, and that smile on his face is enough to make her feel happy again. Perhaps she really can have a future with him.

Um…

“She never posts or ‘likes’ anything personal” 

Okay, media, I’m let you finish but––

I see…hmmm… personal…

….personal…..

interests THAT ISN’T MUSIC (crafts)

Oh, look - taking an interest in fans lives… personal

oh, more interests (cats/meerkats/funny pets)

and FAMILY (AKA PERSONAL)

OH LOOK - DEFENCE FROM ONLINE BULLIES - Hmm, isn’t that… Oh, yes… PERSONAL. 

Well… this is awkward. 

It appears, it’s not “WE” don’t know Taylor Swift the person… but, just you. Maybe you should try actually looking, instead of writing misleading, ignorant rubbish. 

Olicity: Holiday Spirit

Anonymous said: Olicity- baby’s first thanksgiving

ellodarlin said: Ava and Oliver fic prompt: literally anything based around that adorable picture of Stephen and Mavi, please!

“Huh?”

“What?”

“It’s Thanksgiving.”

“…it can’t be.”

“It is.”

“I thought that was in two days?”

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Neighborhood Connections Part 5

A/N: Hey, I’m sorry this is so late you guys, but here it is; Part 5. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you @chaos-and-the-calm67 for continuously putting up with me. Love you, Honey!!

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Angst, small children, sadness, all of it.

Word Count: 1074

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Originally posted by tallyiaboo


*BANG!*

“DEAN!”

Cas sprinted across the street, up the porch steps, and through the door. Breathing became near impossible when he crossed the threshold into the house. An iron musk filled the air as soon as he walked in. His feet slowly carried him down the hall, where he heard light sobbing and a string of “why’s”. This voice didn’t carry the rough smoothness he was familiar with. No. this voice was soft, vulnerable, heartbroken - feminine. Cas crept towards the archway of the living room, peering around the corner to see a petite, brunette woman was kneeling over Dean’s body, crying into her hands. Cautiously he reached for the broken lamp on the ground, careful not to step on the shattered glass, trying to make as little noise as humanly possible. Silently he walked behind her hunched over figure, but the floorboard betrayed him when it creaked in protest when he was right behind her.

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