hope you all have a fantastic night

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HAPPY BELLARKE FAM SELFIE NIGHT


I’ve been super busy lately - my uncle got married, I started my summer job and I’m prepping for SDCC but I love you all so much and I hope you have an absolutely fantastic week because you deserve only good things

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Hello all! I hope each and every one of you is having a fantastic Sunday night! 

I am very proud to present the beautiful sportarobbie lazytown telephone game!

In order from left to right in the top row we have me, @seidurstown, and @coldgunn

Second row @boomy-blue @dreamflnder and @asutori

and finally in the last row we have @sportsy-elf @cat-pun and @lesbianmonarch

I’m so very very very proud of all these amazing artist and I’m thankful to every one of them for participating, I’m blown away by all the gorgeous work done here <3

anonymous asked:

I wanted your opinion on something that has been bothering me for a while... the Print Shop frenzy! Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to this scene as much as anyone...But I believe that the scene at Madam Jeanne's is just as important in J&C reuniting. This scene flows so beautifully in the book, it shows them completely finding each other and becoming whole again....one. I really hope that they present this scene with the importance it deserves. I mean he burned for her for 20 years!

I agree with you - the print shop scene will be fantastic, however, I too am looking forward more to all of the scenes at the brothel.

There have always been so many parallels between that scene and Jamie and Claire’s wedding night.

It’s truly their second wedding night - two strangers coming together due to circumstances beyond their control.

A first time together that is fast and a bit awkward. Subsequent times together that are slower and much more meaningful.

On both wedding nights they each possess big secrets - the fact that Claire is from the future, and the fact that Jamie has married Laoghaire.

Both times, Claire asks Jamie to remove his clothes:

“Take off your shirt,” I said, sitting up and pulling at the hem of the garment.  

      “Why?” he asked, but sat up and obliged. I knelt in front of him, admiring his naked body.  

      “Because I want to look at you,” I said.

I kicked off my shoes, and curled my legs up, feeling the warmth of him through his shirt. My hands found the button at the throat, fumbling to open it.

“I want to see you.”

“Well, it’s no much to see, Sassenach,” he said, with an uncertain laugh. “But whatever it is, it’s yours — if ye want it.”

He pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor, then leaned back on the palms of his hands, displaying his body.

And by the time they wake up the next day, they realize just how deeply they are connected - how deeply they love each other.

Yes, anon - I too am looking forward to the brothel scenes. For the print shop is where they find each other again - but the brothel is where they marry each other again.

peachypjm  asked:

jimin ?? (anyways i totally feel u on the homework thing except im pretty sure everyone else has done theirs LMAO) whether you write an au or not for this i hope you have a fantastic night and thank you for your blog i love it a lot 💖

thank you so much <33

  • yoga instructor!jimin 
  • does a split and just,,,,,sits in it for like an hour while talking to the class and everyone is like what the heck hows he doing that
  • wears a cute headband to push up his bangs 
  • leggings jimin,,,,,,,,,,,jimin’s butt in leggings,,,,,,all i Have to say
  • sometimes he has assistant jungkook help but that just involves jungkook switching the music on and off for jimin 
  • once jungkook accidentally put on some linkin park and jimin almost fell out of tree pose and right onto his face
  • jimin is encouraging and sweet to everyone,,,it’s like taking a class with a literal Angel 
  • you get dragged along to a yoga class with your best friend who thinks it’s doing WONDERS for her stress
  • and you’re like,,,,,,,,not flexible and not into yoga but why not since she’s begged you for the past week
  • and when you walk in your friend waves to the instructor and you look at him and you’re like,,,,,floored
  • like excuse me what that person doesn’t look human, he looks ethereal??? is he like a computer generated perfect human or something is that how far science has come-
  • but jimin just smiles and introduces himself to you and you don’t notice him stutter but your friend does and she does an eyebrow wiggle at you and you’re like ???
  • but the class starts and as expected you cannot reach your toes as easily as you thought you could
  • and jimin comes over and gently guides your hand and is encouraging you in this soft voice
  • and you’re about to melt into your mat,,,,,what the hell he’s so handsome and nice 
  • and it’s kinda funny because he’s helping you and he’s so focused that he doesn’t notice the ten other people calling out his name to continue the exercise
  • and when class is over your friend is like “he’s cute right, go talk to him!” and you’re like alhsdgfbkg i eMBARRASSED myself in front of him,,,me and my creaky joints cant
  • but jimin sees you and gives a shy wave and jungkook, who happens to be assisting that day, gives jimin a push toward you 
  • and your friend nudges you
  • and somehow you end up walking toward each other and jimin is like clearing his throat like,,,,,,gooD wORK,,,today,,,,,you did so well for your first time
  • and you’re like really???? i think im so bad,,,,, but he’s  shaking his head like no no ,,,,,,,,,if you want you should come back i can even,,,,,,well i offer,,,,,,,,private lessons and stuff bUT YOU DONT HAVE TO
  • and you’re like i wish but those sound expensive
  • and jimin is like ,,,,oh no i can do it for free for you,,,,,and you’re like oh!!!! really??? why??
  • and he like under his breath is like,,,,because you’re very cute,,,,,and you’re like hmm
  • and he’s like OH I JUST SEE POTENTIAL IN YOU,,,,
  • jungkook and ur friend giggling in the back because you and jimin are blushing like two bright strawberries,,,,,,,how adorable 
X-Men Preferences: How You Sleep Together

Fandom: X-Men

Request(s): None

Warning(s): None

A/N: I just want to cuddle with them, is that so much to ask? I think I’m investing emotionally a little too much in imaginary characters…Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this one too! I’ll be back tomorrow with more exciting surprises! Have a fantastic night! (if it’s night where you live, xoxo)

Charles: He always falls asleep long after you do, just because he loves to gaze at your sleeping form. Cuddles are a total must, even when going to bed, because he just can’t get enough of the little time he can get you all to himself. He always takes you in his arms, with your head resting against his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around you, melting you into his soothing embrace. Another plus about that position is he can leave sweet kisses on your forehead and caress your hair until you fall asleep, which of course you love.

Erik: He sees you as the most precious thing in his life and since you are so important to him, he can’t help but fear losing you too. And so it comes off more as an instinct that he needs to protect you all the time. Therefore, when it comes to sleeping, he’s always the big spoon and somehow manages to curl his much taller form towards your own so that you fit perfectly – like a missing piece of the puzzle.

Hank: Look, this giant fur ball A-D-O-R-E-S you and wants to be as close to you as possible, even when you’re sleeping. He pretty much always locks you in a bear hug even in bed and you bury your head in his chest. You can spend hours like that until you both fall asleep, tangled with each other and sharing sweet kisses wherever you can reach without moving too much.

Alex: Before Vietnam, you never slept very close together. Even when you fell asleep close, he slowly drifted apart from you because he always got so hot during the night. He still missed the contact though and draped his arm lazily over your waist or hip. After coming back though, things have changed a lot. He missed you so much those three years, he’s still making up for all the lost time and never wants to be away from you for too long. It’s almost become a ritual for him to wake up in the middle of the night by horrible nightmares, and all you can do is just hold him so you end up being the big spoon for him when he needs it.

Warren: He also loves being the big spoon, but unlike Erik, he keeps a slight distance from you and wraps his wings around you instead, guarding you from the outside world because that’s how he feels safe.

Kurt: You have no idea how that happens, but you and Kurt always end up in the weirdest positions in the morning. Somehow Kurt manages to drift down the mattress every night and ends up with his face in your stomach and clinging on your hips. Most times his tail also ends up curled around you and although the scaly feeling can be a bit annoying when you sleep, you don’t have the heart to tell him.

This is long overdue, oops. I want to make a huge shoutout to my favorite blogs! Those bolded are people I consider friends, whether or not we talk or not. You’re all wonderful and special, thank you so much for all the content you put out!

In no particular order;


@tainoodles@sunnyfriendell@partihaus@tofusaucee@fatpandasims@annaisntcreative@108sims@sandy-sims@simprising@bericlain@maryannasims ♡ @spellburst ♡ @starryllamas ♡ @loraxsims ♡ @mummasim ♡ @shachum-cha@simseternity ♡ @ciruelabob ♡ @simlydarling ♡ @bridgeportgirl@literallywhothe@sparkiemonkey@thenooboocrew ♡ @thosefuckingsims ♡ @skarlet-sims@unicorninthemosh@sp00kyfruit ♡ @zimbyplays@barleycoffee ♡ @brntwaffles@neverloore ♡ @malcolmlandgraab ♡ @rosieshideout ♡ @marsies ♡ @ali3npixls@hhoneybadgers ♡ @berrypi @boossims@spiffyplumbobs@dustflwr @churrosims@sugarellasims ♡ @calexasims ♡ @vodkasimmer@bratsims@trashssims@nixieplum ♡ @thelonesomegnome@paragon-polygon@mysteriousdane@mayberries@moushie@berrysweetboutique ♡ @sunflower-sim ♡ @slobsims@raeganishere ♡ @seafoamflamingo ♡ @seabubblee ♡ @cactuscreeks ♡ @early-grape@cherrysimblrlove ♡ @our-dazed-sims@frannybobanny ♡ @john-sims@loniden 


Some super exclusive shout-outs:

@loraxsims : Chelsea has been nothing but a friend and supportive since I started up my simblr. If you want a friend who will spout Disney lyrics at you all night and day, she’s a must-follow! Please give her some love, she’s fantastic.

@dustflwr : Ashley, thank you very much for being so patient with me when I complain about my Windows-phobic dad on your streams! You’re so kind and funny and I look up to you a lot!

- More will be added!


I know I’ve forgotten people (I always do) so I’ll be adding more people throughout the next couple days! I’m also fairly bad at remembering urls so I may not have bolded yours when I meant to, I apologize!

I love you all very much, I hope you have a wonderful night!

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Hi everyone! I know I haven’t been posting on here for quite some time now and  that’s because I find it much easier to upload pictures on my instagram ! Don’t worry though, I will try and become active once again :) Here is my handwriting + my favorite pens, which are the Zebra Sarasa!


// I just finished my first medicine prelim exam a few days ago and I feel so anxious about what scores I got ><!! I studied a lot and had very restless nights all because of that exam. Ah, I hope I did fine. HOW ARE YOU all?!?! It’s been a while since I last uploaded huh haha, I hope you all are having a great, fantastic, Christmas break! Happy Holidays to you all! 

anonymous asked:

Could you suggest some Batfam prompts you'd like to see?

As in things I’d personally like to see written out by other people?

I almost think this is a trap to trick me into writing more things on my own by making me start describing them, anon. because it almost worked.

There’s a couple like “what-if” prompts scattered around my blog, like if Dick Grayson were raised by a villain (Joker for example) and was reformed under Bruce but still had residual mental scars to hide from people (the cartoon YJ team, specifically) (I think in general I’d just like a kind of “mystery arc” for Robin like we got with the other kids, though I understand why it didn’t happen.)

I really like AU’s and what-ifs. I got a fantastic prompt in my askbox that I assume is from German Naruto Anon that was like “what if Bruce and Batman WERE seperate people” like, not split personality ableism shit, but like. literally different people. And I tried to write it out three times and my computer ate it EVERY TIME oh my god it was so beautiful. But that is a prompt I’d love to see more of. Like. What if Batman was anyone but Bruce Wayne, or what if something small changed? (like Roadtrip Vigilantes is just “what if Batman stayed with the league of assassins longer; that’s all it is man. that’s ALL that changed. And Monarchs to Behold is a ‘’for want of a nail’ story about Bruce deciding that just saving Gotham isn’t enough, and t turns into a villain story.)

So things like…. if Bruce Wayne and Batman were different people…. but that’s ALL that changed.

Bruce Wayne is still an easily upset, traumatized, fake-it-with-a-smile-and-do-charity person, he just… no longer has the batman outlet. But he still provides Batman with gadgets and shit, because Batman uses Wayne Tech. Bruce’s children are still Robins.

And Batman is a stranger.

Like. What kind of story does that yield?



Other prompts that could be cool:

  • YJ Artemis thinks that Batman is to Robin as Sportsmaster is to her and Cheshire.

  • More stories from the JL as a disconnected league; what does (for example) Wonder Woman do that Batman doesn’t, and vice versa? And how do they connect separately? Judging from the WW movie (which I just got out of for my second viewing ueuheuheuhehuehueee) Diana will protect humans but wants them to sort things out on their own; Bruce is that human, sorting out small scale things as best he can to help the whole picture. How does that read between them? How do you Teach someone like, say, Jason, an upset kid, that Wonder Woman can’t always come down to Crime Alley to save him and his mother specifically, and that its a human problem, and Diana is… something else, who is being merciful by helping at all

  • more bruce being a Human Among These Fucking Gods. and being a father among these gods. Does he ever come home and look at his busy but successful kids, and feel his tiring bones of the years passing, and he sits down with a heat pack and just… aches? While the world is going by, and he won’t be a part of it forever, and did he do enough right…? Is he going to be happy in his old age, or just… tired and sad…?

  • I think i just want trauma works i’m so sorry batman is my trauma story i’m so sorry. bruce can’t go to movie theaters anymore.

  • Maybe the JL people try to arrange a “get to know you” movie night at Green Lantern’s personal theater so they don’t have to remove costumes and Batman gets bullied into going basically (you think “batmna wouldn’t let himeslf be bullied” i’m sorry to inform you that Alfred Bullies Him Sometimes) and it turns… bad

  • I swear I don’t hate Alfred I just wish he wouldn’t be given all Bruce’s good traits and made into a saint figure. So maybe, as a prompt, one day, Alfred Fucks Up Badly. This family’s only human, okay. That’s the important thing. Bruce is human and that’s compelling. Alfred is human and that’s unfortunate.

  • The Day Dick Grayson Learns Bruce is Mortal, and Realizes Bruce has been Scolding Him for Being Mortal, What a Hypocrite, You’re Not Allowed to Leave Me, Too, Bruce.

  • alternatively:
    The day Bruce Wayne isn’t home when he said he’d be. His phone isn’t picking up. He didn’t have a mission, he just had a late night snack. There’s no news of kidnapping or major police activity in Gotham, but…. Dick googles traffic accidents, and there’s been a fatal collision on the road that leads up to the manor. No names have yet been released.

(subtitle to all these prompts: Death Belies like a Spectre Unto All)

i’m so sorry, you sent me this fantastic ask and these are all I can come up with, hahaaa…. i hope you find a prompt you enjoy somewhat in here, at least. ….most of my fics are just… ground-up  “what if we take this to its most logical conclusion” type things where I take one thing 100% as seriously as possible and then build up around that. I hope that helps at all
Something Beautiful- Conor Maynard Imagine

Word Count: 1,188

Request:  Can you do a reader x Conor one where they sing a song together and then he ask her out on a date. Add more if you please. Thanks. Love your writing xxx 

Author’s Note: This is my first ever request!(: 

~~~

Today was a very special day. Today you were releasing your very first single.

You had been posting covers to Youtube for about 4 years now and loved it. You were able to get your voice out there. During your free time, you also worked on some original music. It had been a long and tiring process, but it was all about to be worth it.

You sat in your flat getting ready for your launch party. You couldn’t decide what to wear. Pacing back and forth in front of your wardrobe in frustration. After what seemed like forever, you finally decided on an outfit. A beautiful, sleek, black jumpsuit with a cutout in the back. Paired with some red stilettos. You were ready to take on the night.

The car arrived and took you to the terrace where the party was being held. It was everything you dreamed of. Gorgeous decorations, fairy lights, and stage for you to perform. And the view was spectacular. Your friends and guests started to arrive. You went around to chat and hug everyone as they congratulated you. The room was in good spirits and people were having a good time. After making your rounds visiting with everyone, you saw this as a great opportunity to get a drink from the bar. Just to relieve some pre-performance jitters.

At the bar you spotted a lean man, in a blue button up dress shirt. He was staring into a mirror, running his fingers through his fluffy, brown hair. You walked toward him in hopes of seeing his face. You tapped him on the shoulder causing him to jump a little.

“They do have bathrooms you know.”

As he spun around, you realized who he was, it was Conor Maynard.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t the girl of the night (Y/N)! Looking absolutely stunning! How are you lovely?” he asked.

You had met Conor a few times at events and talked occasionally on Twitter. Other than that you hadn’t hung out or collabed at all.

“Conor what a pleasant surprise! I’m fantastic. How about yourself? Are you having a good time?”you smiled.

“Oh yeah! I’m great! Even better time now that you’re here.”he smirked.

“Is that so?” you teased.

“It is. But do you know what would make it even better?”

Before he could finish, your manager waved you over giving you your cue to go on stage.

Cutting him off, “Sorry Conor. Can we talk later?”

“Uhh yeah sure. No worries!” he reassured.

~~

Your performance went better than you imagined. People applauded and some of your friends sang along. Seeing as they had heard your single long before it’s release. It made you so happy to see everyone appreciating your music. It excited you to think that this was only the single. You couldn’t wait for them to hear the whole album.

As the night went on, you hadn’t seen Conor anywhere. Did he see your performance? Did he leave? You wondered what he wanted to talk to you about. It probably wasn’t anything more than meaningless flirting. Remembering your previous encounter from earlier.

Your guests had pretty much left at this point. The room empty. The only people around were you and the catering staff.

You walked up on the stage taking the night in. You swore you were on cloud nine. Thinking about how far you’ve come with your music and where you wanted to go. Out of the corner of your eye you noticed the piano on the side of the stage. You decided to sit at it and take your shoes off. As pretty as your new stilettos were, your feet were killing you. You kicked your heels off and started to play. You were so focused, you didn’t realize someone sat beside you. Until they placed their hand on the keys and started to play along with you. Startled, you quickly pulled your hands back and turned to see Conor.

“What the hell Conor? You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing here?” you questioned.

“Well I saw you playing and I just couldn’t resist jumping in. I love the piano. Sorry for the scare.” he laughed.

“Right. Me too, but I mean what are you still doing here? The party’s over.”

“(Y/N) you said we could talk later. So I took that quite literal.” Looking at me with sincere eyes,”It’s later!” he joked.

“Haha very funny Maynard. What do you want?” you laughed.

He began to press his fingers to the keys, playing an upbeat tune. “I was wondering if you would collab with me yeah yeah.” he sang loudly. This caught you off guard, making you respond with laughter.

He finished his little song, “No but seriously though. Would you collab with me?”

“And why should I do that?” you asked.

“Because we would make beautiful music together.” he said looking back at you with a smile.

You looked up at him, crossing your arms. You had an idea. “Tell you what.” you said with a grin. “Let’s make a deal. I’ll collab with you. If you put those heels on, come up on this stage, and sing a little song for me.”

“Seriously?” he said in disbelief. You nodded. Conor sprang up from the piano and grabbed the heels. Trying so hard to fit his big feet into them. When he stood up, he looked like a baby deer learning how to walk. Stumbling and catching himself, working his way to the center of the stage. You pulled up a chair and sat right in front of the stage.

“Well go on then!” you shouted.

Conor stood with one hand on his hip and the other holding the microphone. “Hello beautiful people! I’m Conorina and this a rendition of pop diva Chrisitna Aguilera’s song Beautiful.” He started singing dramatically and dancing. Striking you sassy poses as the song went on. You sang along with him. Trying so hard to hold in your laughter. He finished the same way he started, with his hip popped out and microphone in hand.

You couldn’t hold in your laughter anymore, “Bravo! Bravo Conorina!” you applauded as he bowed and blew a kiss.

“Can I take these off now?” he asked out of breath.

“Yes you can.” you said with a smile. “Well done Maynard. I guess I owe you a collab. Just DM me and let me know the details. Goodnight Conorina.” you winked at him. As you collected your shoes and made your way out the door, you heard a voice call out to you.

“Hey (Y/N)! I was thinking maybe after we collab…we could go out for dinner or something?”

“Hmm we’ll see how beautiful the music is Maynard. After all, you said we would make beautiful music together. Let’s see if you’re right.”

“Maybe music isn’t the only beautiful thing we’d make together.” he said with a cheeky grin.

Even though that line might’ve been cheesy, you couldn’t deny it was cute. “Yeah maybe.” you replied looking him up and down.

“Goodnight gorgeous.”

“Goodnight Conor”

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Happy Saturday Morning gif!

Got some awesome sleep last night and it translated into a good long gym session this morning! Got my run in, faster and a little longer than normal! Did a chest and Hammie session, the deadlifts were killer because I am still sore from the other day! 😂

I am loving this fitness track and groove I find myself in! Hope y'all have a wonderful memorial weekend!

Y'all are fantastic! Thank you!

Ps not sure why I left the house looking like neon Christmas! 😂😂😂

How to: Approach Poetry Analysis in an Exam

An in-depth guide to write super-awesome commentaries. So my IB paper 1 unseen text exam is tomorrow, so thought I might condense all that I’ve learnt on poetry analysis over my high school life here. 

Reading the poem/those first 5 minutes:

The first time you do so, don’t worry about finding literary devices etc. Just read it. Feel the mood, feel the poem. Often in exams, you are given 5 minutes of reading time when you’re not suppose to write anyway, so really make use of that time. Remember your initial impression of the poem. 

  1. Ask yourself the following questions: WHAT is going on here? (What is the “dramatic situation”? WHO is speaking? (Known as the voice or persona. What kind of a person, what is their attitude to the situation? Who are they speaking to? How consistent is the speaker with the situation? 
  2. Ask yourself how the poem achieves the effect you noted above. Look for:  PATTERNS: The effect of the structure, the construction of the stanzas, lines. Repetition? Look for use of rhyme, metre, rythm, and sound patterns. IMAGES: What appeals to the senses? Look for taste, touch, sight, sound, smell, movement. What about literal images? Or are they figurative? Why? WORDS (Use of diction): Why the choice and position of words? What extra implications, connotations, dimensions, allusions? Ask yourself how these contribute to what the poem is doing.

Annotation:

Now use lots of pretty highlighters to annotate the poem. It helps to use a colour scheme! For example, use orange for literary devices, green for specific use of diction etc… It makes it easier to identify and go back to what you’ve found while writing the essay.

  1. Literary devices: So, so important. Focus on how language shapes meaning. I have created a page with all useful devices you could use HERE. 
  2. Structure: Look at the number of lines per stanza (Is it a tercet? A Quatrain? - Find the names of your poem structure on the same post as the literary devices) Look at rhythm (pentameter) and rhyming scheme. (ABAB or ABBA…) OR is it free verse? Drop all of this down somewhere on the page. 

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Telling tom you’re pregnant Part 1

Originally posted by letlovebyourenergy

Hey everyone, this is my first try and I would like some feedback on it. The complete truth please ^^ Hope you guys enjoy it and please tell me if you are interested in a second part :) And please forgive my englisch it’s gotten a bit rusty from not using it in a long time.

Part 2 Part 3

It’s been a rollercoaster ride of feelings since you started dating Tom. But you have been best friends even longer so it wasn’t a surprise to anyone when you two announced your relationship.However you still had a part-time long distance relationship and your marriage didn’t change that. After all you had nine to five job to attend and being high on the career ladder yourself didn’t allow you to come along that often.But still you missed him dearly and were somehow a little mad at him for not being home when you were off. But at least you had a fantastic dinner last night before he went to the airport this morning.
Or so you thought, but apparently the steak you had last night wasn’t as good to you as you hoped. Or you shouldn’t have eaten it, knowing that your stomach has been weird the last couple of weeks.
Anyway you were home alone nothing to do and had time to get better without any interruptions. The only thing you did (besides Binge watching your favorite show) was talking to Tom in the evening. He would call every night at 9 and would ask you how your day was.
And you would always answer:
“The same as yesterday but with less nausea”

“Still my darling ? I wish I could be there and take care of you”

“That’s nice of you my love. But I took care of myself before you were there and I’m sure I’m still as grown up for it” you teased him with the biggest grin on your face.

“Oh I bet but you know what ?”

“What?” you said.

“I bet that when I get home that attitude of yours is all gone and you will beg me to get you everything you want”

“Oh really?” You said, your voice full of fake shock.

“Yes really.”

“I don’t think so, sweetheart.”

“But I do.”

“Yeah we will see. Anyway how was your day?”

“Busy and it’s going to stay that way. Which brings me to something we need to talk about…”

Now you were nervous but you knew what was coming. You let out a sigh and started chewing on your lips. A habit of yours before hearing something you don’t want to hear. Tom always noticed it and smiled that loving smile and would kiss you instead, to stop you from chewing too much. But he couldn’t this time.

“You’re trying to tell me, that you’re not coming back next week.” You said with a sad tone in your voice.

“I’m afraid so (Y/N/N)” he sighed on the other end of the phone and you knew it was harder on him than on you.

“Well I already bought everything to bake your favorite cake. I’ll still bake it and eat it myself then.”

You said trying to make the situation a little less depressing. He chuckled at that and you could actually hear the smile through the phone.

“I knew that you would say that.”

“Still reading me like a book aren’t you Mr. Hiddleston?”

“You don’t make it hard Mrs. Hiddleston”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach as he mentioned that and you rubbed the wedding ring on your left ring finger. But you had to get serious again.

“So what does that mean? How long ?”

“Another 2-3 weeks my love.”

This made you both sigh at the same time and then chuckle always amazed at how similar you are to one another.

“Okay so we will make the best of it. Which means business for you and I will meet your mom and my family and then business for me again next week. And then we will already be back together and I can start annoying you to make up for the weeks prior.”

“You know, how much I adore it, that you always see the bright side of everything ?” he laughs.

“I know and I adore that one can make you laugh so easily.”

“Just you my love, just you.”

You talked for another half hour and then hung up and you got ready for bed.But the night wasn’t the way you would’ve liked it to be. You were restless and felt nauseous the whole night which meant you were super tired in the morning.

And after spending the whole day not being able to move and throwing up everything you tried to eat, you decided that it would be a good idea to go to the doctor the next day.In the evening you told Tom about it and you knew he was worried and asked you to keep you updated on everything.

“Anyway, I’m officially coming back the 10th. Just for you information so you have enough time to buy everything for my cake.”

At the word of food a wave of nausea hit you and you were barely able to keep it down.

“Please don’t talk about food Tom. Not now, but that’s great to hear.”

“I’m sorry love. I have to hang up, go get some rest and I can’t wait to see you on the 10th.”

“See you on the 10th darling”

You hung up and went to bed. But in the middle of the night you shot up in bed, not helping your nausea but you just remembered something. The 10th was in 2 weeks and usually you should have had to be on your period by now cause you always have it in the first two weeks of the month. You scrambled out of bed and into the living room where you have your purse. You fished out your calendar and started counting. And to your surprise you were almost 3 weeks over.You slowly walk back to your bed and lay down and start thinking about it and a smile is creeping up on your face.The next day the doctor just confirms what you were thinking and you couldn’t be happier. But you had two weeks to think about how to tell Tom. You would definitely not tell him over the phone but how should you do it?

In the evening he was calling again and asked what the doctor said.
“A stomach bug, so just rest for me and I will probably call in sick next week at work if it’s not better by then.”
“Oh darling, let’s hope you get better by the time I’m home.”
“I think I will be by then. Don’t worry about it love.”
You said and hoped that he wouldn’t catch the lie. You kept talking about his day and the rest of yours and how much you miss each other.
“Darling I thought about it and how about we have Dinner at our favorite restaurant, when I get home? Only if you’re better by then.”
“Sounds like a plan.” You said as an idea came up in your mind.

10

I didn’t get to upload it the other day, but we had a party last night on @quixol which was the most fun i think I’ve had in a long, long time on the server! SO many people showed up, way more than we’ve ever had on all at once (44 people- wow!). 

I don’t really have a lot to say other than I’m so so happy to be such a big part of such an incredible community! I love you all so much and I’m so happy things went so well. I really hope all of you had as much fun as I did- you’re all fantastic <3

PS: it took exactly 101 seconds to kill the ender dragon with ~30 people all piling damage onto it all at once, holy shit

We here at @isventoaureoconfirmedyet are lucky to be able to interview Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure author and founder of Lucky Land Communications: Hirohiko Araki. After requesting to meet at a local coffee shop, he insisted that our interviewer Klaus Maine come to his home that night, insisting it be that night, so that Mr. Maine could have someone show him around Japan, as well as give further insight on his creative process.

Klaus: Alright Araki, lets start with what we all want to know first, how do you just keep looking so young?

Araki: (laughing) Well, previously my answer to that question has been that I’m a hamon user. I do still have a place in my heart for that, but I think I’ll change my answer to me being a vampire. (continued laughter)

Klaus: Fantastic, well I certainly hope you don’t suck my blood! Next question, how do you feel about the current state of Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure?

Araki: It’s absolutely fantastic! It’s always been this sort of staple in manga, but it’s popularity in the west warms both my cold heart and wallet! I couldn’t ask for a better community to have come from it, they’re always very close to me, which I require. Along with that, the anime is just bringing the series to all new fronts.

Klaus: Speaking of the anime, can you give us any insight into it’s current state?

Araki: Well, Part 4 finished up a bit ago, as you know, so we’re currently animating the one-shots for Rohan, everyone’s favorite character, including Rohan Kishibe Goes to Gucci, Thus Spoke Kishibe Rohan, and Rohan at the Louvre! The working title at the moment is Part 5: Rohan’s Round-the-World; then, if you’re bloodthirsty for more, like I am, the season after that will be Part 6, which has been long awaited! 

Klaus: Great! Any release dates you can speak about?

Araki: Nothing I can particularly speak about at the moment.

Klaus: Oh, hang on a second, what about Part 5: Vento Aureo?

Araki then bared teeth, knocking over the camera, we can’t wait to hear back from Klaus Maine after his visit to japan! 

Cedric Birthday Blurb♡

Word Count: 743

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Almost everyone you encountered all day had told you happy birthday- that was one of the perks of being Cedric Diggory’s girlfriend: everyone knew who you were, and they knew random things about you. You hadn’t even been together that long, people were just interested in the people in Cedric’s life. The trouble was, it was your birthday, and Cedric was nowhere to be found. He always met you before breakfast, in between each class, and at meals, SO it was odd for you to be leaving dinner, having still not seen him. The day had been pretty good, as far as days go, but you couldn’t help feel a little slumped having not seen the man you love all day. You figured he had gotten ill and stayed in his dorm today- he had been acting funny for the past few days- and you tried not to be upset at the thought that along with being ill, he probably forgot what today was. You shook the thought out of your head. If he was ill, the last thing he needs to worry about is me. I’ll see him when he gets better, everything is okay, you told yourself, however you gave a small sigh as you made your way to your common room.

You were overjoyed to find the familiar brown-haired boy waiting outside of your common room, a single rose in his hand. 

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teampricefield  asked:

H-hey, you should draw... WHATEVER THE H*CK YOU WANT BECAUSE YOUR ART IS AMAZING AS IT IS AND YOU ALONE ARE JUST SO DAMN CREATIVE. KEEP UP THE WONDERFUL WORK YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN! I HOPE THAT YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY/NIGHT!

Hahahaha I love the energy in this message!! Thank you very much! :D

It would be a dream come true to be able to draw whatever I want~ Thank you for trusting in whatever idea/AU I plan to work on next! ^^ I have all these ideas in my head that I can’t wait to turn into comics/art and share with you guys. I’m very grateful for all the support!

I love this kind of work and I’m so happy people are enjoying it..But the truth is I’m going to need to ask for help very soon to be able to continue producing this much content. ;u; ;;; I’m working on a solution right now…if it gets support then hopefully I can keep making art as usual, or maybe even more frequently!

Thanks and have a great day too~

When You Became Mine - Zig x MC Special Part 1.

Valentine’s Day Special Part 1 (The Freshman)

- When You Became Mine.

Summary: Another late night with Zig turns into a morning worth remembering. But just what exactly does this heartthrob have planned for MC on Valentine’s day?

[Happy Valentine’s Day to all the @playchoices fandom. We know a couple of you (myself included) were pretty bummed that Zig wasn’t included in the Valentine’s Day Special for The Freshman, so @choicesmyway,@hollyashton and I put together a Zig x MC Fanfic that’ll hopefully help you through the Zigless choices week we’re going to have. We’ve divided it into three fantastic parts. A lot of hard work and dedication came into making this and we hope you enjoy it!]


Hartfeld was a quiet and unhurried place by the crack of dawn. Until the morning rush began, the silence of the community was a sweet melody to only the earliest of risers before the rest scrambled to start their day. Some slept through their alarm, others sprang out of bed with the intention of reaching the bathroom first and hushed tones argued over television shows from the night before.

All of this was missing as her alarm went off. Eyes jerking awake, she dragged a hand through her tousled dark brown hair before frowning at her surroundings.  It took her a moment to realize that she wasn’t in her dorm and a moment longer that she was in unfamiliar territory.

Another late night. Another night out so late that she had forgotten to call and ask for a ride home from a friend. She hadn’t returned to her dorm last night and the events leading up to it caused her cheeks to flush before she glanced warily around for any sight of him.

She remembered spending the night at his place. They hadn’t wasted anytime once they got through his front doors, half stumbling into each other before they tore every piece of fabric between them. Their clothes had been carelessly tossed aside in their quick haste to sink into each other’s skin. She remembered being pressed up against his firm length and raking her fingers across his back as their bodies collided. She remembered him bringing her to the edge multiple times and only giving her a final release when he could join her. She remembered all of it; except for the part about how they had made it to bed.

Yawning, she stretched her stiff shoulders and winced at how sore she felt. She didn’t waste any time once she got her bearings. She threw off her covers and glanced around the room in search for her clothes.

No such luck.

To make matters worse, he was nowhere in sight and this was the first time she was left alone in his personal space without him present. It was an opportunity that she wouldn’t take for granted and her eyes scanned the room for any signs of the man behind the mask.

Something caught her eye; a photo on his bedside table. She crossed the room quickly in order to get a better view. He was younger here, maybe in his late teens surrounded by a family that clearly loved him. An older woman with a tender expression and smiling eyes was the tallest out of all of them. Two younger girls with dark ringlets that were caught laughing as they hugged him by the waist. The four of them were obviously close; their arms linked around each other and they were grinning from ear-to-ear at the camera as if they were hiding some secret away from the rest of the world.

It was the only picture in sight and left her with the impression that family was very important to him. She smiled at it before looking away to study the rest of the room. She hoped that something in here would divulge some sort of knowledge about his past. When nothing jumped out at her, she felt a twinge of disappointment.

Everything was surprisingly neat.  

There were folded clothes set aside by the dresser. A small desk space followed and had a series of novels with familiar titles that she swore she’d seen before. Curiously, she stepped closer until she had a better look, her eyes skimming some of its content before she realized most of them were books she’d already come across. She remembered seeing them in the campus bookstore.

Her heart warmed at the sight. Even though he wasn’t a student –  anyone could tell by looking at the meticulously placed pile that he was completely passionate about going back to school. She was heartbroken at the thought that he might never get that chance. The incident he confessed weeks ago at Madison’s birthday party, reminded her that he had been robbed of the chance.

Shoving those thoughts aside, she grabbed one of his dress shirts, only stopping to inhale its musky scent before quickly slipping into it. It smelled like him and she was happy that she’d gotten a chance to see all of this instead of heading home last night. She buttoned the first two before heading down the hall, intent on finding him.

Her feet froze in their languid pace as her nose caught a pleasant smell coming from the kitchen. The gentle aroma of pancakes made her stomach grumble in response. She ignored it as she padded inside. Her grumbling stomach turned into full flip-flops at the sight in front of her.

Zig’s back was toward her and he had a pair of sweats that hung low by his lean hips. He seemed intent on flipping a pancake and hadn’t heard her come in.

She admired him for a few seconds longer, feasting her eyes on every muscle that followed his efforts. Eventually, she seated herself near the counter. Propping her elbows up, she cleared her throat. “What’s all this?”

He turned to her, a cheeky grin on his face when he met her cheerful expression. “Morning to you too gorgeous.” He finished the last pancake and brought a plate of them towards the counter. “I figured I owed you breakfast for not taking you home last night.” He brought two plates forward.

She inhaled its delicious fumes and uttered a small sigh. “This looks so good.” She didn’t waste any time, piling two onto her plate before beaming at him. “And I graciously accept.”

He laughed. “Good.”

“Besides, last night was fun.” She added, nibbling on a small piece before pouring maple syrup on the rest of it.

“It’s always fun when you’re around.” He told her before digging into his own.

“Oh, just fun?” She teased. With exaggerated slowness, she dropped her eyes towards his pants.

When she glanced back up at him, he was smirking at her. “You know what I mean.” He took a huge bite.

She did but she liked teasing him anyway and did so at every given opportunity.

“But the fun doesn’t have to stop there.”

“Oh?” She paused to glimpse at him in time to realize that his eyes weren’t innocent anymore, in fact there was a glint to it that made her wonder what he was thinking. Probably, deliciously naughty thoughts.

“I’m sure the rest of today could be too.” His voice dropped an octave lower and her cheeks flushed at his double meaning.

She slapped his hand playfully away when he reached over to try and brush his hand on top of hers. “No way.” She shook her head. Her decision was resolute, even though the rest of her body wasn’t cooperating. She shuddered by the look of desire in his eyes.

She pointed her fork at him. “I’ve already missed one class for today and I don’t intend on missing another.”

“Not even if it meant that we could spend the entire valentine’s day together?”

Her heart skipped a beat. “I can’t say I’m not entirely tempted.” She tried to keep the excitement out of her voice. Just be cool, she told herself firmly. Meanwhile on the inside she was practically squealing. “What did you have in mind?”

His grin told her he had a plan but his eyes wasn’t giving anything away. “It’s a surprise.”

“So you’ve actually got something planned?” The more time she spent with him, the more he surprised her. She had to constantly revisit the way she saw him. She didn’t take him as the romantic sort.

Now she wasn’t sure if she wanted to make it to class after all. “And if I agreed, where would we go?”

His silence told her he was keeping it a secret.

She pouted, “Can I get a hint?”

He paused his fork in mid air but otherwise kept quiet. She pleaded with her eyes only to have him raise his own to wink at her.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, she ate the rest of her pancakes in silence.

He wasn’t playing fair. The least he could do was give her a hint.

Her mind was whirling with ideas. It had to be something in Hartfeld – anywhere else didn’t make any sense. There was an influx of tourist because of a passing festival on campus grounds and with the weekend behind them, it couldn’t be for an overnight trip. “Well if you aren’t going to tell me the least you could do is drop me by my dorm so I can change.” She gestured to her lack of clothes and his eyes flickered with amusement.

“Or you can keep what you’re wearing.” His eyes traveled lower, admiring her shapely. “My shirt has never looked so good.”

She blushed and dropped her gaze to the nearly empty plate. “I don’t mind if it’s just for you.” She made a face when she glanced back up at him. “But the rest of Hartfeld – not so much.”

He chuckled before nodding in agreement. “I do like the idea of having you all to myself.” He gave her an appreciative once over as they stood to clear the dishes.

She swatted him playfully before she handed over her dish. Leaning against the counter, she watched as he washed them and put them away. “Now I’m really excited.”

Before she could leave the kitchen, he grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her to him. Pleased but slightly taken aback by his sudden advance she stared up at him, memorizing the planes of his face.

Without saying a word, his firm hands gripped her by the waist and lifted her until she was on top of the counter. “I’ll give you something to feel really excited about.” He murmured.

Cheeks flushing, she tilted her head to meet his lips. No matter how many times they did this, she would never get tired of it. Their lips touched and tasted each other as if it was their first time. She loved running her fingers through his hair, of kissing his eager lips and touching him.

His hands sunk under her shirt and he lightly stroke her exposed flesh. He was rewarded with a delicate whimper from her lips before his grazed hers again.  

Looping her fingers at the side of his pants, she tugged him closer; wanting to feel him pressed in between her thighs.

He pulled away first, glancing at his phone before giving her a rueful smile. “If we want to make it in time we should start probably start getting ready.” He stepped back a few inches to give her some space so she could hop off the counter.

Her mind was still reeling from his kisses but otherwise, she cleared her throat and smiled. “Lead the way.”

-

Floral dresses reminded her of all the good things about spring – the sweet aroma of freshly picked flowers, the feeling of the sun’s generous rays across her shoulders and against the nape of her neck. She picked one of her favorites to commemorate the fantastic weather; a dress with pink straps and the floral patterns of brightly colored dandelions. She grabbed a simple pair of flat shoes on her way out.

The rest of her suitemates were probably finishing their last classes for the day, so she wasn’t surprised that Zig was the only other person waiting by the door.

His eyes lit up when he saw her.

She twirled in her dress. “You like?”

“Definitely.” He crossed the room in two quick strides and placed his arm around her waist. “You look beautiful.” He murmured before his lips crashed into hers.

His kiss was soft and turned into a series of artful kisses. His gentle caress became less steady and more urgent until he finally had backed her into a corner. He coaxed her mouth open, sending shivers down her spine as he kissed her more roughly this time.

A soft sigh escaped her throat and she looped her arms around his neck, meeting every kiss with her own enthusiasm. When she felt his expert hands slide under her dress, she firmly placed her own hands on his chest. Gathering willpower, she pushed back a little; keeping at least a few inches between them. When she could find her voice again, she spoke. “I thought we were on a schedule.”

He braced his arms on either side of her. “Seeing you like this is giving me second thoughts.” He bent down to whisper into her ear, “It makes me want to stay in.” He pressed his hard length into her, drawing a groan from her lips.

“No way.” She made light fists to thump against his hard chest. “Quit distracting us.” When he moved to kiss her again, she giggled and turned her head away at the last second. It landed deftly on her cheek.

“You’re not charming your way out of this one.” She warned with no real edge to her voice. “You said it’s a surprise and I happen to like surprises.” She brought a hand up to smoothly graze his cheek. “Especially when they’re coming from you.”

Their eyes locked for a long moment and she held her breath as she waited for him to respond. She felt a twinge of triumph at seeing the resignation in his eyes before he released her.

“Okay, okay – let’s go.”

She gave him a quick peck on the cheek, feeling reinvigorated by the time they got to the door. She stopped to grab herself a spring jacket that hung by the front of the dorm’s closest before they closed the dorm behind them.

They walked in almost perfect unison and she hid a smile when he entwined his hand with hers. “I can’t imagine spending the day with anyone else.” She hadn’t realized she had spoken the words out loud until she could feel his breath by her ear.

Her heart warmed by his soft response. “Neither can I.”

She was eager to see what the rest of the day had in store for them.


[Enjoying it so far? Click right here to see part 2 written by the sweet and awesome @choicesmyway and part 3 written by the amazing @hollyashton​ ]

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for Sidon with a Hylian s/o who loves to be near or in the water as much as possible and loves to sing to him whenever they can? Just thought it'd be cute, thank you and have a fantastic day/night!

It is really cute! And thank you I hope you have one too!

Hylian s/o is borderline siren (Sidon)

  • Loves to be serenaded and to laze around listening to it.
    • Head in their lap, hands rubbing his forehead, all while listening to sweet song? Sign him up right away!
  • Enjoys swimming with them, and being near the water with them since it is more comfortable to him
  • Very delighted by how pruny their fingers get from being in the water too much
    • Thinks its cute
  • Worries they might drown sometimes since they are Hylian and most Hylians don’t have the stamina for long amounts of time in water
    • Just gives him an excuse to spend more time with them
BTS REACTION: To their idol girlfriend doing a sexy dance with another idol

This is my last one for today, guys! I hope you like <3


Rap Monster:

“You know you have to do something for me after this dance, right?”


Jin:

“I can’t look at this!”


Suga:

“Y/N-AH, WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID?!”

“Me? Nothing!”

“And what about this sexy video?!”

“Oh… What’s wrong with it?”

“What is NOT wrong with this video! You were very wiggling in front of that idiot! WAIT!! He tried to SPANK YOUR ASS!!! HE WANNA DIE?!”

“Oppa, please, you know that it was just a work, and after all, I prepared a fantastic night for you…”

“This is a kind of bribe so I wouldn’t say anything?”

“In fact, it is a kind of compensate you…”

“I like how it sounds… You know how to trate your man!”


J-Hope:

While is your solo part in the MV, J-Hope would be a real fanboy, seeing you so pretty and sexy and imitating your dance

But when the guy appears

“Is this a hidden camera?”


Jimin:

“What do you thing, oppa?”

“You were really beautiful…”

“And the coreography? I made a lot of it.”

“It was… Good…”

“Just good?”

“This guy don’t know how to dance, he ruined your work.”

“But if you want…” He would complete “We can dance now, so I would know to tell you how is the choreography…”


V:

“Aish! You didn’t!”

“Oh shit, you did!”


Jungkook:

“This position is really sexy, girl!”

“Stop laugh of me and tell me if you liked!”

“I liked a lot and this video gave me an idea!”

“REALLY? What idea?!”

“I have to do a mv like, what do you think about Hyuna for be my couple in it?”


~ADM Misso

GIF Credits to Their Original Owners!

@battlemaiden13 HIYA okay so i super duper love HND and have been wanting to draw stuff from it foreeeverrrr (especially everything with syrup in it bc you’ve made me love him SO much) so i drew something from the latest chapter! your fic is absolutely incredible and the way you write all the characters is honestly one of my top faves and i can just NEVER GET ENOUGH OF READING IT!!! so thanks for your beautiful fic and your wonderful imagines! i can’t wait for the next chapter and hope you have a fantastic rest of your day/night!