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Strong as Steel

Hey! :) (Your writing is great tbh). Could you please do a one shot where Bucky likes you but is scared cause he has the metal arm? And you end up showing him YOUR metal arm, even if you’re insecure about it? If they get together at the end, that’d be great, feel free to add anything else.

Word Count: 2712

Warnings: none

A/N: I know, I know, I haven’t posted in weeks. I’m sooo sorry but I’ve been struggling so much with motivation to write. I can’t even begin to tell you guys how long it took me to finish this one shot and it’s not even that good. Anyways, I’m sorry, hopefully I can get more one shots/fics/writings out soon. I’ll do my best for you guys

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

You’d always been insecure about the metal appendage that had replaced your flesh right arm. How could you not be? It was foreign, a silvery object not of your body, given to you by HYDRA when you were under their control. This was why you’d kept it covered up all the time. You wore long sleeve shirts and gloves at all times, even when it as hot. And when you met the Winter Soldier for the first time, you’d hoped you and him could be friends, as if the both of you having metal arms and being prisoners of HYDRA made you friends somehow. But he never spoke to you despite the few missions you’d gone on with him, the meetings you’d sat through stealing glances of him. He was hot, you weren’t gonna lie about that but his eyes always looked everywhere but you. He spoke easily with Steve, Sam and Natasha, but every time he looked at you, it was like he felt nothing but intense hate for you and that only made you hate him too.

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this is probably kinda messy but i just really need to get all my Trollhunters thoughts out before I burst. beware of spoilers, my dudes.

I love that I feel some, if even a small bit, of sympathy for each of the “villains” in the show. Draal begins as Jim’s first major adversary wanting to be the Trollhunter, but as he steadily becomes a close ally we learn all Draal wanted from the title, from beating Jim, was to make his father proud, something he learns to do by helping Jim instead of going against him. Strickler is a ruthless and cunning guy who literally admits to being power hungry and only having his own best interests in mind, but he has a soft spot for Barbara that brings out his more human side, that makes me feel bad for him despite everything. NotEnrique is a (quite literally) shifty, selfish brat that betrays Jim and co. before officially moving to their side, but his genuine care for Claire and her feelings, the budding sibling relationship they grow to have, makes me like him, makes me sad to think about him leaving after Claire gets Enrique back. Angor Rot is a cruel hunter who enjoys torturing and destroying souls, but the flashback where we learn he’s so bitter because his own soul is trapped in a ring and he wants to be free, made my heart clench when the ring shattered right before his eyes. Even the little gnomes who are shown to be selfish and mischievous, are shown another side by Chompski, another turned ally of Jim’s, who just wanted a home.

The characters are multi-dimensional, and because of this we see gray spaces among them. NotEnrique especially goes back and forth for awhile before settling his allegiance with Claire, but I appreciate the gradual change as opposed to a sudden one because it feels more realistic. You can feel that inner conflict going on. It becomes very clear that villains are people (creatures, whatever) too who see themselves as doing right but are capable of shifting their perspective into a new idea of right. Aaarrrgh is another great example of this. He used to fight with the GumGum long ago, but then realized he was wrong and dedicated his life to repenting for all the death he caused, choosing to do good and be a pacifist instead. The show doesn’t define by fixed black and white, but by the choices characters make. This extends to the “heroes” too.

The best example probably being when Jim faced the ethical dilemma of trusting Angor Rot to follow through on their deal or not. Both of his friends stood for these opposite choices; Toby wanted Jim to trust Angor Rot and hand the ring over, and Claire wanted Jim to keep the ring and control Angor Rot with it instead. It’s hard to say what the better choice is because both raise good points. Ultimately Jim seemed to lean more Claire’s way, going a step further and trying to steal the Killing Stone from right under Angor Rot’s nose, but that backfired horrendously resulting in the ring shattering and utterly destroying any chance of some sort of truce/alliance ever forming between them. Angor Rot was after blood from then on out, putting Jim, his friends, and all of Troll Market in serious danger. We don’t know if all of that could’ve been prevented had Jim acted differently, we don’t know if something worse would’ve happened had Jim acted differently, but it just goes to show the moral complexity behind ethical decisions like that, something I deeply appreciate the inclusion of. Its great writing.

Jim is faced with smaller decisions of this nature as well, such as when he lies to his mom once more after promising to tell her the truth when she recovers and doesn’t remember anything again, though we have yet to see the outcome of this decision, whether its the better course of action or not, as again each choice has its drawbacks and benefits.

That said, I find Jim’s character progression in a moral sense very interesting, particularly when it comes to “finishing the fight”. The story begins with Jim vehemently against this, choosing to spare lives like Draal’s (”House rules. Not mine.”), going so far as to start a speech in front of the disappointed trolls about how he doesn’t want to live by their rules until he’s yanked off stage by Blinky. This continues up until about the middle of the season when he has to kill Gunmar’s son out of self defense. My first thought watching that scene was ‘Oh no. The first kill’ He was trying to dance around it in the fight, trying to get out of doing it, but in the end he couldn’t get out of it. Kill or be killed. And as the stone body tumbles into the water, you see Jim’s conflicting emotions on his face. You see the resignation, the realization that this is something he’s gonna have to do sometimes whether he likes it or not, and your heart breaks a little for him. Then in the finale Jim doesn’t hesitate, jamming Angor Rot’s sword right through his own chest without looking back.

And it hurts, watching this young, loving kid realizing you can’t spare everyone, having to adapt to this harsh warrior lifestyle so suddenly, but its realistic development. Too many times stories will try to argue that killing the villain makes you just as bad as them, but that’s just not how it works. That’s not how war works. It’d be nice in theory if everyone could be spared, but that’s not reality and Trollhunters does a great job of showing that, and the emotional burden that comes with it.

Switching gears a bit, there’s a decent amount of foreshadowing of Jim’s father having been a changeling, and consequently Jim having some of that troll/changeling blood in his veins as well; his father’s mysterious sudden disappearance, the fact that the amulet has only ever chosen those with troll blood before, the quip about Stickler being a changeling “If he’s one, I’m one” in which we find out later Stickler is one. I don’t know if the theory’s true or not (it would explain how the amulet could’ve chosen Jim), but I wanna play around with it for a sec, as well as the Daylight and Eclipse powers, in relation to the morally gray spaces in the show.

If Jim is part troll/changeling, it would symbolically represent the amulet really well; Daylight representing his humanity, Eclipse representing the changeling. On the surface, like a human compared to a changeling, Daylight seems more “good” than Eclipse. The suit’s blue and silver, there’s no ill intent behind wanting “the glory of Merlin”, and Blinky says Jim’s (as well as all humans’) greatest strength is their ability to love each other. Whereas Eclipse is black and red, is drawn from Gunmar’s eye, is to be used “for the doom of Gunmar”. But, like a human and a changeling, despite appearances, neither force is more inherently good or bad. Humans are capable of doing evil, and Daylight is capable of being used for evil, like when Angor Rot was using Daylight against Jim. Changelings/any creature from the GumGum are capable of doing good, like NotEnrique and Aaarrrgh, and Eclipse is capable of being used for good. Nothing is inherent, nothing is all good or all bad, all that matters is your choices, how you choose to wield those powers, what kind of person you choose to be.

And Jim himself would be the amulet that binds these two forces together. He is neither all human or all troll, all light or all darkness, all good or all bad. He is not one side of the coin or the other. He is the coin itself. He is the literal balance of these forces, bridging the gap between them as well as the gap between the “good” creatures and the “bad” creatures, and then all the creatures and the humans. He commands these forces. Regardless of appearance, regardless of blood, he gets to choose how they’re used and what kind of person he is, and that is what defines Jim. Not either or, but both. Both sides embraced together. That is of course if Jim really is not all human. It’s certainly something I’d like to see.

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My March spread! Can you guys tell how much I love Do Bong Soon? Because I do! I actually did scripty writing for the first time, and I gotta say, it’s my favorite of 2017 so far. I slipped up a bit since I put it in pencil first and when I try to erase it, it smudges haha. I need to get out of that habit! Speaking of habits, I haven’t done more than one for the these first three months, so hopefully I branch out in April and do more! But still, I love this monthly one and I hope you do too.

Common Language

Paring: Youngjae X reader
Genre: Fluff
Word count: 1,320
Summary: When Got7 come into the restaurant you work at it turns your world upside down, especially hearing some confessions in Korean. When will you tell them you know?

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Hey all here’s some fluff with the sunshiny boy Youngjae! As someone who worked in food I wish something like this would happen lol. Hope you enjoy!
~Mod Phoenix

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Another day, another boring shift at the restaurant. You were a waitress at a small restaurant and it was never exciting, easily seen in the empty dining room now. You knew that there was a Got7 concert going on the next day, you envied those able to go to their world tour. Due to the concert you thought it might be a busy shift, but you were mistaken. You sighed as you played with the strings on your apron. After what felt like an hour, which was really only ten minutes, the bells hanging from the door rang happily to announce customers.

When you looked up you were stunned to see none other than Got7. You quickly shook your head to try and clear it and said, “Hello, table for seven?” You automatically grabbed menus as the eldest responded, “Yes please!”

“Right this way,” you said with a smile and lead the way to a large party table. You set out the menus and let the boys get seated,“ I’ll be back to get your drink orders!”

You weren’t going to let them know you were an ahgase, rather you wanted to treat them like other customers. Jackson looked up at you and joked, “It seems like your the only one here!”

You laughed, “Well basically, there’s just me, the two cooks, and a manager.” The others started to speak in Korean, which they had no idea you also knew Korean. You had been studying it since high school and continued with taking classes in college. You almost felt odd listening in as you made your way back to the hostess stand where you could see all the boys interacting.

They talk started normal enough, just asking what some of the items on the menu were. But then you heard Youngjae’s voice stand out, “She’s really cute!”

This was followed with Jaebum asking, “Then why don’t you try talking to her?”

“I can’t speak English!” He exclaimed loudly.

Your breath was caught in your throat, he thought you were cute! You let out a long breath before heading over with your small notebook and pen in hand. You smiled, trying to look like you hadn’t understood the small exchange, “Can I get your drinks?”

You quickly jotted down their orders and smiled, “I’ll get those out right away!”

Before you walked away you heard Youngjae ask in Korean, “Wait what’s her name, what’s her name?”

“Ummm…” Jackson thought, “I didn’t see her name tag…” Mark responded that he hadn’t either and BamBam hadn’t payed attention.

As you went and fixed their drinks you couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of this situation. You balanced a tray full of drinks and handed them out. Once everyone had their order you asked, “Are you guys ready to order or do you need a few minutes?”

“Uhhh…” Jackson responded looking at the others repeating the question in Korean. “I think we need a few more minutes.” He was obviously looking for your name tag, which you had tagged to the pocket of your white apron. You couldn’t help but laugh and question, “Are you looking for something?”

“Oh! Sorry, I was looking for your name tag.” He responded, slightly embarrassed.

You pulled the pocket up and tapped the tag pinned there, “I guess it is out of sight.”

“Ahh, Y/N!” He grinned and said, “Thanks for waiting on us.”

“No problem, it is my job after all!” You replied happily as you went back to the stand.

“Her name is Y/N,” Jackson stated in Korean, turning to Youngjae.

The sunshiny boy grinned, “Y/N… A cute name to match a cute face!”

Yugyeom groaned, causing BamBam to imitate being sick. Jinyoung smacked the table to get their attention, “We need to have our orders ready, so figure out what you’re getting, then you can talk as much as you want.”

They quickly became quiet to look at the menu, only asking what things were. As you glanced up you caught Youngjae staring at you and when you locked eyes he quickly looked down. You could feel the heat rising in your face as he groaned, “She caught me looking at her!”

BamBam couldn’t help but laugh, “Smooth dude, smooth.” This caught him a quick slap on the arm. He then went on a tangent about how cute he found you, especially your smile.

You came back over and asked about ordering and Jackson ordered as well as BamBam. Mark listed off off his, JB’s, Jinyoung’s, and Yugyeom’s orders. You looked at Youngjae with a grin, “And for you?”

“Wait, what’s happening? Mark, I told you what I wanted!” Youngjae asked in confusion.

Mark simply smirked, “You can talk to her now, tell her your order.”

His eyes looked as if they were about to pop out of his head and it took everything you had to look confused at them speaking Korean. “Umm.. I want.. Uhh… Personal pepperoni pizza?” He stammered with an obvious accent, which made him even more adorable.

You nodded with a grin, “Got it, I’ll go put these in and hopefully they’ll be up soon!”

“What was that for?“Youngjae immediately demanded.

“It got you to talk to her didn’t it?”

“Well yeah, but you didn’t have to put me on the spot! It doesn’t help she’s cute let alone I can’t speak English!” He put his face in his hand, “I wish I could talk to her!” He sighed as he leaned back, “If only she knew Korean…”

You chuckled to yourself, ‘Oh man if only you knew, this is too much fun! I’ll let him know when they’re about to pay.’ You nodded as you made your decision, making your way to the food window to wait for their orders.

You brought back their food and so they were back to loud conversations. Youngjae later started talking to the others, “Guys, how do I talk to her? Should I ask her out? If I do though there’ll still be the language barrier… She’s just so cute,” He sighed wistfully. “I just want to know her…”

“If you ask her out, I could go as a translator,” Jackson offered, nudging the younger boy playfully.

“Wouldn’t that be awkward though?” He countered.

“I guess…”

All of the guys wracked their brains on how Youngjae could ask you out with the language barrier. They were very concentrated, debating ways until they had finished eating. You had to hide your face from time to time due to unstoppable laughter, this really was too fun. They didn’t know you were a fan of theirs or that you knew Korean, you couldn’t wait to see the surprise on their face as you printed the check and made your way over.

You smiled and stated in perfect Korean, “Here’s your check, not sure who to give it to so I’ll set it here. Did you guys enjoy your meals?”

“YOU CAN SPEAK KOREAN?” They all yelled in astonishment. “Wait, so you could.. understand us this entire time?” Yugyeom asked, specifically looking towards Youngjae, who looked absolutely stunned.

“Yeah, Yugyeom, every word! I’ve been learning Korean for probably five years?”

“Wait you know us too?” JB questioned, obviously shocked.

“Oh yeah, I’ve been an ahgase since you guys debuted!” You chirped.

Youngjae finally spoke up, “So you heard everything I said… about you?”

You smiled, “Yeah, you’re very flattering!”

“Well since it’s out there, even though I feel totally embarrassed, Y/N, do you maybe want to grab coffee tomorrow morning?” Youngjae asked, rubbing his neck nervously as he looked up at you with shining eyes.

“I’d love to!” You exclaimed happily. You took out your notebook and scribbled down your number, handing it to him. “Here’s my number, call or text me so we can plan.” He took it happily and nodded, who knew you’re boring day would end like this?

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With You By My Side - Nine

A/N:  9 of 10. By now y’all know what this story is about. I’m gonna put in some warnings, but if you dont want to get SPOILED, dont read them. If you are easily triggered READ THE WARNINGS. Thanks for all of the amazing feedback, I am honestly baffled by all of you. And thanks to my beta @thorne93. shes the best.

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared

Warnings: Vomiting, blood, reader is really sick, language, medical conditions, some fluff if you squint..

Wordcount: 2075

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Originally posted by spntrista


Thanksgiving turned into Christmas, Christmas turned into Easter and before you knew it, Jensen was once again wrapping up another season of Supernatural. Your eight months were up, but so far you had barely noticed the illness, your body was a little weaker and you had very little energy, to the point where you needed to nap every day, but other than that you felt fine. You went to the hospital once a month to get an evaluation on how the cancer was spreading, and for some reason it had slowed down a little. It was still aggressive and Dr. Hansen always informed you that it was spreading, making sure you didn’t get your hopes up for anything. The outcome would still be the same, but you had gained a little more time.

“What did the good doctor tell you today?” Jensen asked as he Skyped you during one of his breaks up in Vancouver.

“Nothing we don’t already know. He seems to think that I will start feeling worse soon, and he wanted to put me on a higher dose of cortisone,” you explained. The cortisone was there to help with pain in your joints, the only side effect was that it made your bones more fragile. “He’s still a little shocked that I’m alive I think,” you chuckled.

“Did he say anything about how much time he thinks you have left?”

“No, anything between a couple of months and half a year. He did tell me that once I start to feel sick, it will probably be fast.” That little fact eased your mind a little, the worst thing you could think of was to just lay in a bed and wait for death, you couldn’t imagine a worse fate than that.

You heard a few muffled voices through your computer as Jensen’s eyes started traveling the room he was in. “I’m really sorry babe, but I have to go. I’ll call you later if I get a chance. We’re gonna try and wrap things up tonight so that we can go back home tomorrow.”

“Really?” you said excitedly. “Then you go knock ‘em dead.”

“I love you, (YN),” he said, blowing a kiss your way.

“I love you too, Jay.”

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xxxshinx  asked:

Hi Mari! I just wanted to tell you how amazing and incredible artist you are, I never get lost in your comics and I really have so much fun reading them, I've been in your streams a couple of times(I wish I could be there more often though), watching your process while talking with you is quite fun and really inspires me to try harder on my own drawings, also I wanted to tell you to take breaks from time to time, you deserve to have them and enjoy a peaceful time... That's it I guess! 👏👏💚💚

Thank you so Much! I’m so glad you attended my streams ^3^ I started this drawing during my stream yesterday ^^ hopefully I can finish it soon. Streams are fun but really energy draining …. I want to do them more often and do awesome art…but I get sooo tired >.< *break time* lolol 

Kitty Bryce Drabble

This basically went from Bryce’s adorable Yey Sweaters!! to Bryce cuddling in sweaters to Kitty Bryce cuddling in sweaters to Kitty Bryce cuddling in sweaters cause he misses his humans. I somehow lost my way to that and this happened! Anyway this was written on my phone at almost 1am so sorry if its rushed. IDEK. XD I cant with my writing.

Kitty Bryce is basically @yandie106’s chibi. Hopefully I can write more of this.

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baby update!

Hey so I know I’ve had this awful habit of appearing briefly and then leaving again for NO REASON so I’m sorry! Just a tiny post to let you know what’s up. (This turned out really long sorry)

I’ve been doing a part time course after work for the last few months and it’s been intense af so I’ve had barely any time to play or do much else! But next week is my last week (eeeek) and I’ll hopefully have more time to dedicate to my hobbies once it’s done.

I’ve changed my Youtube channel from Holosprite Gaming to just Holosprite (such a tiny change I know lol) but it’s basically to reflect that I’d like to start uploading non-game videos as well soon. Probably art and design related stuff that I also do in my spare time, but no promises. ;)

Lastly, I’ve updated my downloads site with an ad banner in the footer. I work with a lot of online advertising at work and can tell you for sure that browsing my site will not give you a virus, hijack your computer, or do anything weird - it’ll just sit there unless you click it. If you have an adblocker installed, then you probably won’t even notice it.

The reasoning behind this is that I’m trying to save up a little extra money and I figured this was a nice non-intrusive way to do it. (If you’re worried that I’m making millions off this, don’t worry, I’m not. I’ve made about 16 cents in the last four days. It’s awesome. In about five months I’ll be able to buy myself a coffee!)

I hope to see you all again soon, hopefully with lots of new content!

When The Devil Needs A Favor

Title: When The Devil Needs A Favor

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam, Cas, Crowley, and several others!

Word Count: 2,400 (ish)

Warning: Season 12 spoilers!!! LOTS of them!!

A/N: This is my submission for @therealdeanwinchester13‘s Writing Box Challenge! Enjoy! And yes Luci truly does bless this post, we chatted about it. (sass is in the URL people) 

My prompt: You sold your soul to the Devil some years ago. Today he gives it back and says. “I need a favor.”


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“I need a favor”

“What could you possibly want from me?”

“I need you to get me something that myself and a uh, friend, desperately need.”

“I’m guessing if I refuse somehow this hell hole will get worse?”

“That’s the idea, yes.”

“Fan-fucking-tastic.”



“Dean? Sam?” The two men looked up from their food, clearly trying to place you.

“Garth, he, ah, sent me your way.”

“Oh, yeah, Y/N. I’m Sam, this is Dean.” Sam scooted over in the diner booth inviting you to slide in. Dean gave you a nod, his hands covered in burger and bacon grease. You were pretty sure his grunt and garbled speech was his version of a hello.

“Nice to meet you guys too. Thanks for helping me out. Garth said that if I wanted to learn how to survive this, insane form of a life, then you two were the ones to teach me.” Both of them laughed and exchanged an unsure glance.

“Yeah that would be us. Garth said you’re good thinking on your feet though, so you ready for a crash course? Dean and I aren’t exactly traditional teachers.”

“Well Sammy might be, but I sure as hell ain’t.”

Laughing you looked between the two, “I have no doubt I will get a well-rounded education from each of you.”

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Alpha/Alpha Verse (First Mark)

@opaldelight Asked: How about something sweet.. Like Shiro asking Keith if he could maybe leave a tiny bit of his scent on Keith. It’s just the beginning of their relationship so he’s still a bit shy about letting his more… alpha-ish side show

Note: Had to think this one through a bit.  Finally decided that a culture who had always had scent marking would probably end up with a bunch of conflicting traditions and trends, and basically have as huge a complex about when, where, and how much as we do about things to do with dating in the real world. (no duh, eh?)


The movies made the progression look easy.  The protagonists would meet.  Go on a couple whirlwind dates, and then suddenly all their friends would be scenting the air around them and gush about how cute their new lover smelled.  It was simple, no questions about when or how much.  Just boom the time has arrived to start marking each other and you will never accidentally overdo it.

If only real life could be like that.  Keith may seem like he’d stepped out of a movie, beautiful, whip sharp, amazing at everything, but things could never go that smoothly for Shiro.  Sheesh, the first time he’d asked Keith out he’d just stared at Shiro a bit, then walked out of the room.  It took Matt two days to point out that he’d asked on April 1st.  

The misunderstanding had quickly been worked out, and he’d started dating the cutest person he knew.  They’d went out more often into the desert to goof off on hover bikes and watch stars as well as more classic movie theater stuff. He’d even gotten to start what was quickly becoming his favorite pass time of kissing Keith.  Still no marking though.  As far as the scenting populace went, they might as well just be very good friends.  Around each other a lot but nothing special.

He’d like to change that.  Let everyone around them know, that they’re a little bit closer than friends.  Maybe heading in the direction of something more.  How did you ask someone something like that? He had to ask.  Keith did not take well to people trying to pull dominance moves on him.  

Shiro’s pretty sure there are magazines dedicated to these sort of questions, but he’d never live it down if he got caught with one.  That left him with the direct route. Next time he saw Keith, he’d just have to ask if he could please scent mark him a tiny bit.  He could crawl in a hole and die of embarrassment afterward if he got shot down.

The next time he’s sees Keith is a study session in his room.  Keith’s working on Calc I while Shiro writes his essay for his ‘How Not to Embarrass the Garrison’ class, not its literal name, but Matt had called it that so many times that Shiro had actually forgotten the real course title.  Despite his determination, it still takes him until their second study break to work up the courage to say anything.

“Can I ask you something?” Shiro says while Keith breaks into his Snicker’s stash.

“No,” Keith deadpans tossing one of the candy bars at his head.  He holds a serious face for a moment, then breaks out laughing, “Your face.” Keith say, reaching over to mess up Shiro’s hair, “You’re like a confused puppy.” Shiro feels his cheeks heat up, he wasn’t sure if this was hurting his case or not, “Seriously, though, ask.”

Shiro takes a calming breath, “So we’ve been dating for a bit now, and I think it’s safe to say we’re boyfriends now, right?” Shiro looks to Keith, he continues when he gets a nod, “Right so, I was thinking, that maybe, we should start letting other people know, you know?” That makes sense right?  Keith likes logic, surely he’d like Shiro’s reasoning.

“Matt already knows we’re dating.” Keith says, with a confused expression.

Shiro kind of wants to hide under a blanket, maybe he’d been a bit vague, “Marking, I meant scent marking,” Shiro says, gesturing towards his neck, “Nothing major, just some. Enough so people can tell we’re dating.  We don’t have to of course, if you think it’s too soon?”  Shiro looks up at Keith hopefully.

“Oh,” Keith sits up straighter, “Oh yeah, of course. If you want to, you-we can.”

Keith had said yes!  Emboldened, Shiro leans a bit forward, “So can I now?”

Keith’s blushing, “Sure,” He says, baring his neck and shoulder for Shiro.

Very carefully Shiro moves, he can’t do too much, that’d give the impression they were doing more than dating or Shiro thought waaay to much of himself.  Just a little on his shoulder, then he’s done.

Keith is staring at him when he sits back, “Seriously?” Keith says, raising an eyebrow at him, “If that’s all you wanted to do, you could have gotten the same effect giving me a hug.”

“I just wanted people to know we’re dating,” Shiro says sheepishly.

Keith rolls his eyes, then yanks him forwards, “This is how you show someone you’re dating,” Before Shiro can say anything, Keith rubs his neck straight across the entirety of Shiro’s shoulder.

Shiro doesn’t know what to say, when Keith sits back with a huge smile on his face.  He hadn’t expected Keith to be so enthused.  “You really like me that much?” Shiro asks, still a bit stunned.

Keith’s face falls, “If it bothers you, you can wash it off.” Keith says softly, playing with the hem of his shirt, “I’ll understand.”

Shiro kisses Keith, right on his cute little nose, “Can I do the same to you?”

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Thanks for the kind words, anon! Here’s a peck on the nose from Moon to Guzma for you (and for all you guys)!

It’s really funny, because I’m pretty sure it’s just like one or two haters spamming my inbox (I can tell from their writing style). The hate mails are pretty amusing, and they’re always a good laugh for me and my co-workers xD

Part One: Live Like There’s No Tomorrow. (Abandon all Hope S05E10)

Useful Links: Last Part | All Episodes
Word Count: 6,987. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 
A/N: I am SOOO excited for this episode. So much is planned for this, as if you couldn’t tell by the word count, I went way over board. And can you believe we’re finally on double digits? That’s crazy! I really hope you guys enjoy this very first part, it was a lot of fun for me to write. Hopefully I’ll have more out soon!

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The Surrogate Part 2

I watch Jake and Eve fawn over their newborn. “Uh guys, there’s still another one,” I say as I lay there still connected to their boy. They laugh and look at me, “Of course, do you want to move?” I think about it, “Yeah I think I’d like to go to the bed.” Jake nods and puts the baby on my chest so we’ll have more time connected. He starts to help me up and I hold the baby tight to my chest. I feel him nuzzling me, searching for my nipple. “He’s hungry.” I tell Eve. She looks me hopefully, “Do you think you could feed him? I’m sure it will be much better for him.” I look at her wide-eyed, this was not part of the plan but I agree. As we head to the bed water starts to pour down my leg, the second amniotic sac has broke. Once I get settled on the bed I put the baby down and strip off my bathing suit top. I grab the baby and guide the baby to my nipple and he begins to feed. Jake slips behind me with his legs on either side of me and puts his hands on my belly. “Just one more to go.” Eve climbs on the bed in front of me, since Jake delivered the first baby she going to deliver the next one. I groan as a contraction comes working the baby down. I just pant through a couple, waiting until the next baby gets lower to push. The baby at my breast drinks away, oblivious of the pain and excitement in the room.

After awhile I start to push again, eager to get this baby out. I can feel my birth canal stretching again and I can tell this baby is bigger as I struggle to move it down. I lay back against Jake’s chest, still holding their son, “It’s bigger, I can’t do this.” He rubs my belly gently, “You’re doing great. Just let your body do its thing.” I scream as another contraction grips me and I bear down with the pain. Eve slips her finger inside of me to check how close the baby is. “Its right there, just a couple more pushes and I can see it,” she coaches me as I pant heavily. With my next big push my pussy starts to bulge again, the big head right at my opening now. Eve watches as I start to open again, this time the baby is coming faster. I quickly have the head out to its forehead but it seems to be stuck now. I push several times but there’s no more progress, I just lay there with a baby stuck in my tight pussy. Eve decides it time to cut the first cord and takes her son and lays him in the bassinet she set up earlier. Jake is whispering in my ear but I’m barely listening because the pain is too much. “I have to move, I want to squat,” I whimper after a particularly hard contraction that still didn’t get the baby further. Jake and Eve both hurry to help me to the edge of the bed. I try to be careful with the big head between my legs but I can feel it slipping back into me. I have to stop once I get to the edge of the bed as a contraction tears through me but I resist the urge to push knowing it won’t help. I stand up once it passes, my legs spread to make room for the head but it doesn’t help. I moan as I feel the baby moving back inside of me, its head barely out now. Jake helps me to squat far away from the bed with him holding me as I squat. I can feel myself opening up wider as Eve kneels before me. As soon as I start pushing again I get the head back out easily getting to the same point. My pussy starts to get more in this position, making room for the larger head. I cry out as I start to stretch more, this time getting past the eyes before I have to stop. I try to pant but the burning is to much so I just end up moaning. My next push almost gets the head out but ends too soon. “The baby’s head is so close, your doing so good,” Eve encourages me. The next contraction takes it’s time coming, leaving me squatting with a head almost out of me. Eve caresses the head hanging out of me as I try to prepare for the next contraction. My legs are weak now and I don’t know if I can get this baby out fast enough before they give out. I cry out as the next contraction builds, I bear down with it and the head slowly inches all the way out. I gasp as my sore stretched pussy gets a break. Eve makes quick work of checking for the cord but my legs can’t hold me up anymore even with Jake’s help. “I have to lay on the bed,” I whimper.

Eve exchanges a look with Jake but he starts to slowly help me stand. He supports me as I start to waddle over to the bed, Eve reaches between my legs and keeps a hand on the baby’s head. We slowly make our way to the bed like this, walking with the heavy weight of the baby half out of me is torture but I know I need to get on the bed. We get there and I sit barely on the edge, making sure there’s room for the head. Eve piles the pillows behind me and I rest back against them. Jake and Eve kneel on the floor in front of me, eager to meet their other baby. Jake supports the head as I wait for the next contraction and when it does I give every ounce of strength I have into the push but it doesn’t budge. The shoulder are firmly stuck inside of me now. I try and try to push over and over but it refuses to move. We’re all close to panicking now, thinking this baby is really stuck inside of me but right before I give up hope I feel the shoulders give inside of me. I get one to pop out before the contraction ends. Jake rubs my leg while Eve tells me how happy I’m making them. Their support gives me the strength I need to get the rest of the baby out in one big push. Eve starts to cry I deliver the baby into her waiting hands. I lay back, feeling the weird sensation of an empty womb when its been full for so long. Jake is preparing himself to deliver the placentas as Eve shows me their chubby daughter, clearing the bigger twin. It’s moving to see them so happy with their babies and I’m already thinking I want to do this again. Eve hands me her daughter and I realize she wants me to feed her too.

After we deliver the placentas Jake grabs the first baby and we all cuddle up on the bed together. We point out certain features of each baby and comment if they look like Eve or Jake. After awhile the twins are asleep and I can tell Eve and Jake are thinking hard about something. Finally Jake starts to talk, “We’ve been thinking, you were the perfect surrogate and we would really love more children..” Eve takes my hand, “We were wondering if you’d be willing to move in and be a part of our family…” Jake puts his arm around me, “Maybe you could keep breastfeeding the twins and then hopefully soon we can add more to the family.” I look at them both and then the twins, “I’d love that.”

To be continued….

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Not the best commission sheet, but with what’s still going on in my life I still need some sort of income. So I simplified and even lowered most of my prices so hopefully I can get more commissions.

Basically, I am still having trouble finding a job. So if you can spread this around.

If you want to commission me my inbox is open!! I will answer as soon as I can. If I don’t (mostly cause mobile tumblr has a bad habit of not telling me) just give me a day. If that doesn’t work just send in an ask! I will notice it within a day if that’s the case and answer the IM.

temporary hiatus (again!)

in this, 2017, the year of sequels (”the name of the game is more of the same”), i find myself once again wary of spoilers of the limited edition journal 3, just as i was last year. so, like last year, i’m going to go on a temporary hiatus! i’ll come back briefly once amazon gives me a shipping date so that i can tell you guys when i’ll be back. see you soon hopefully!

anonymous asked:

And you're also one of the best things that happened to the clawen fandom! :)

My goodness, is this really for me? 

I know at least half a dozen people who would strongly disagree with this statement, but I honestly can’t even begin to tell you how much you made my entire week. 

I know I’ve been rather absent lately. The new job and some other stuff is keeping away, and yes, I have 4 more HCs to respond to, but hopefully it will all happen soon - I am so very sorry it takes me forever sometimes. And then here are unfinished fics… But I’m really trying, and it warms my heart to know that you like my silly scribbles, and I miss the Clawen fam a lot <333 

And I’m so very grateful for the fact that you’re not giving up on my stuff :)))

kiddyshizukajoestar  asked:

📖 Yo Diary. I'm a bit miffed today. Here Yukako is using hamon to pretty much act out scenes from The Grudge and I still have horrible control in every aspect. She doesn't seem to notice, but her breathing is way more natural as well. I just... want to be better at this. Dad was a natural. I want to be awesome at it sooner rather than later. I've started practicing more to try to catch up to Yukako. Hopefully I can learn better control soon...

[ 📖- My Muse finds your’s Diary]

Yukako was just cleaning the room Shizuka was staying in. It was a habit of hers, cleaning when she was stressed. Having a way to feel in control and organized made her feel much better if she was down.

Suddenly, while dusting the bookshelf, she accidentally knocked over a book. No, not a book, Shizuka’s Diary. And the page just happened to have her name on it. Yukako gave into her curiosity and read…