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Top Ward Mistakes I

These are some common reasons why wards, even powerful ones, fail at times. I have noticed these over the years, through my mistakes and others. 

Not enough layers: Wards are made of pure energy, and usually aren’t sentient- meaning they aren’t smart and usually don’t adjust to different attackers. Without the ability to adjust, attackers can get by with ease. Having multiple layers of wards helps prevent this. While layers will vary of course based on your needs, I always recommend three basic layers for a ward, going outwards to the inside: 1) non-detection, 2) offensive ward, 3) defensive ward. The reason for these particular layers being: an attacker can’t attack if it can’t find you. If they do find you, they are then dissuaded by a ward that attacks them. They will have to go through the ward that hurts them to even get to the ward that defends you, thus weakening them and making it harder to get through that final line of defense at the same time.

Too rigid: What shatters more easily when hit- a plastic case, or a rubber ball? The plastic case- why? Because it is super rigid and unable to bend; thus, just one concentrated hit could break through it with ease. This applies to wards as well- you don’t want your wards to be unable to bend- else they shatter under a concentrated hit. Being flexible doesn’t make a ward weaker- you can still have a super tough and thick ward that bends!

Not selective or specific enough: “Keep out malicious entities.” Okay, well what do you mean by malicious? Being as specific as possible is best when it comes to protections. Instead of just saying “malicious” how about- “those that would bring me nightmares”, “those that would harm me”. This also ties into the next point-

…From whose point of view?: Okay, you did it, you made your ward. “Keep out anything with malicious intent.” But the key is…who judges the malicious intent? A nasty entity could easily go, “this is good for me!” and bypass the ward. Additionally, an abusive entity who believes, from their point of view, that what they are doing is “helping” you, and thus not malicious, could easily bypass an unspecific ward. It is best to say something along the lines of, “Things I deem as a malicious intention.” That way, it is based on YOUR judgement alone, what YOU deem as bad, and thus it cannot be interpreted any other way by trickster entities.

A circular wall, or a sphere?: You made your ward- it’s selective, not super rigid, and you made sure the terms were from your point of view. And yet- it’s still easily bypassed! Bad Entities appear in your room, seemingly untouched by the wards. What could’ve happened? Well- this ability called “teleportation” exists. If your innermost ward is a circular wall- not filled in- then an entity could easily bypass your wards just by teleporting directly to you or directly into your space! To protect against this, you want your innermost ward to be like a sphere- filled in on the inside with protective energies as well. Thus, the constraints applying to the outer layers of your wards (no malicious intent from my point of view) are applied to your actual space as well- thus nullifying the teleporting ability, or dealing damage to any entities that manage to teleport inside anyways.  

potential angst starters
  • “please don’t forget”
  • “you know you should have stayed”
  • “you’re cold on the inside”
  • “there’s a dog in your heart and it tells you to tear everything apart”
  • “you ruin everything you touch and destroy anyone you love”
  • “i know that you can’t hear me anymore”
  • “it’s so loud inside my head”
  • “i haven’t been all that you could have hoped for”
  • “if you held on a little longer, you would have more reasons to be proud”
  • “i talk to the shadows hoping you might be listening”
  • “how can i say this without breaking?”
  • “i loved and i lost you”
  • “i don’t want them to know the way i loved you”
  • “i don’t think they would accept me”
  • “your heart fits like a key”
  • “it’s so quiet here”
  • “you said that you weren’t alone”
  • “you still owe me a reason”
  • “i act like i don’t fucking care”
  • “maybe you’re too good for me”
  • “lately colors seem so bright”
  • “i can’t admit that you’ve got all the strings and know how to tug them”
  • “losing you was something i always did so well”
  • “i don’t do anything anymore”
  • “sorry, i nearly lost my head”
  • “this feeling i dread, it makes me wish i was dead”
  • “i’ll be alone instead, i don’t need anyone in this bed”
  • “i come home on my own”
  • “i don’t care if i don’t look pretty”
  • “big girls cry when their hearts are breaking”
  • “i’m in pain”
  • “she gives me toothaches just from kissing me”
  • “i didn’t care much how long i lived”
  • “heaven and hell were words to me”
  • “i need to feel your hands upon my face”
  • “words can be like knives. they can cut you open”
  • “i think i might have inhaled you”
  • “i can feel you flowing in me”
  • “i miss you more than i thought i would”
  • “i never meant to start a fire. i never meant to make you bleed”
  • “i’ll love the world like i should”
  • “the blood on my hands scares me to death”
  • “you took a chance and you took a fall for us”
  • “my love, look what you can do”
  • “i know in peace you’ll go. i hope relief is yours”
  • “was i selfish again? well, i can’t help that”
  • “i pour my heart out on the ice and everyone’s watching but you”
  • “i can’t see you, you can’t see me”
  • “everybody’s watching but you, and i don’t think i want them to”
  • “there’s a bitter storm inside of me”
  • “i do it all for you”
  • “it’s all gone to shit, it’s out of our hands”
  • “if you’re searching for us, you’ll find us side by side”
  • “as long as we’re going down, baby you should stick around”
  • “does any of this love exist or is this just a fire keeping out the cold?”
  • “memories never lie”
  • “tell me that i’m right”
  • “your tired, unfamiliar face says it all”
  • “even though we all grow old, love will never die”
  • “that was long ago”
  • “i used to call you my own, my dear”
  • “now you’re lost and i am drunk alone”
  • “when you said your last goodbye, i died a little bit inside”
  • “if you loved me, why’d you leave me?”
  • “our love was made for movie screens”
  • “i tried to be someone else for you”
  • “i thought that i loved you, but we weren’t love”
  • “there was something that was not there”
  • “i can sleep forever these days”
  • “i believe in anything that brings you back home to me”
  • “there is no distraction to mask what is real”
  • “now you’ll be missing from the photographs”
  • “in my thoughts, you’re far away”
  • “i can picture you so easily”
  • “what’s gonna be left the world if you’re not in it?”
  • “every minute of every hour, i miss you more”
  • “it’s such a shame we have to see them burn”
  • “i’ve lost control of all of my senses”
  • “put me in my place”
  • “i can’t help but think of you”
  • “it’s always been just you and me”
  • “and i’ll hold in these hands all that remains”
  • “i don’t want to rest in peace, i’d rather be the ghost that annoys you”
  • “hold me in your arms”
  • “don’t listen to your friends, they only care once in a while”
  • “it’s pulling me back”
  • “when you go home, everything looks different”
  • “i wish you would tell me how you really feel”
  • “when you leave me, you take away everything”
  • “that’s not our deal”
  • “i want you so much”
  • “i want to go back to the first time, the first place”
  • “my heart is open like a door, but i don’t trust you like before”
  • “you came and took me by surprise”
  • “maybe one day you’ll be the one, but until then…”
  • “now i’m fucked up and i’m missing you”
  • “please just look me in my face and tell me everything’s okay”
  • “i’ll never be like you”
  • “absolve me of my sins, won’t you?”
  • “it hurts me everytime i see you”
  • “i hate that i love you”
  • “you want her, you need her, and i’ll never be her”
  • “do you miss me like i miss you?”
  • “wedding bells were just alarms”
  • “you said you wouldn’t but you fucking did”
  • “i guess this is moving on”
  • “you don’t care, you never did”
  • “you don’t give a damn about me”
  • “you’re only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope”
  • “if you’re looking for love, know that love don’t live here anymore”
  • “i don’t want to see you go, i just want to see you smile”
  • “tell me that now is not the end”
  • “if you’re trying to find pity, then you need to look somewhere else”
  • “i’m a first class let down”
  • “how did it come to this?”
  • “love is a polaroid- better in picture but never can fill the void”
  • “if it’s broken then it can be fixed”
  • “all you need is time”
  • “we promised the world we’d tame it”
  • “i wonder what keeps us so high up”
  • “could there be a love beneath these wings?”

I don’t have the app and my phone is at 9% but screw it I’m in the car and thoughts are bouncing so here

• Jason’s nickname for Bruce is “big guy.” Mostly he uses it to remind Bruce that he is in fact getting older, and is just a step away from getting rotund (“How do I look?” “You look fat” “Jason be serious” “Okay okay almost fat more on the tubby side”)

• The key phrase when Damian knows that Bruce means business? “Come along.” (Alfred always said this when HE meant business, so Bruce picked it up.)

• Tim’s recent saying has been “stick it to the man!” (Bruce is like “I’m the man” “All the more reason”)

• Tim doesn’t even reply to anything any more, it’s just a click, wink, and finger guns. (“Drake did you get that report?” “*finger guns*” “Hey Timmy what’s up?” “*finger guns*” “Master Timothy please fix your tie” “*finger guns*” “Tim if I do that will you please stop doing that” “*finger guns*” (Bruce just sighs deeply and does finger guns back)

• Dick and Barbara try to only have conversations of movie dialogue. “Babs…if you go, where shall I go, what shall I do?” “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn!” “Oh~” (Dick collapses to the ground in a faux-faint, Bruce just grunts and is like “they’ll be finished in a minute” but the that’s really just a vague sense of hope because they’ve moved onto Cool Hand Luke)

• Dick is obsessed with cowboys?? Not even in a blatant way, he just knows a lot of facts about cowboys and can also do Matthew McConaughey’s “all right all right all right” verbatim.

• Cassandra can dance like Elvis Presley. Her response to anything she likes is a hip rotation and “uh huh!” One time a sweet old lady was like “Your brothers tell me you can dance like Elvis” and Cassandra just obliges and gives a full dance routine in the ballroom and the world goes nuts

• Cassandra also finishes everything with “You got it, dude.”

• Damian likes mayonnaise. He likes tuna and egg salad and just really likes mayonnaise.

• Colin calls Damian “Dames” and so everyone picked up on it.

• Bruce pretends he doesn’t know pop culture despite knowing and participating in almost everything just to see how clueless his kids think he is (“Turn on The Boss” “Who is that?” “You know, The Boss? Bruce Springsteen?” “Stop making stuff up” “no really” “you’re pulling my leg”)

• Bruce also uses outdated slang and phrases just to fool with his kids (“Bruce, check this out!” “Well if that just isn’t the cat’s pajamas” “I’m tired” “don’t be such a square” “this is so cool!” “You are certainly sitting high on the hog” “Bruce what”)

–eventually Damian picks up on this and this eleven year old is walking around saying “you want to cop a mouse, eh?” to criminals and Colin is like “pls my man my friend my desperately misunderstood fellow youth please stop” (it’s too late though because Colin just gives up and joins enthusiastically)

—the older kids encourage it because they think it’s funny. Dick especially likes to join and be like “close your sauce box, kids, this is the real deal”

• Tim only wears bow ties. Unironically, which makes it ironic. No one gets it but that doesn’t matter.

• If you’re going in Stephanie’s car, your hair will get messed up because ALL of the widows are rolled down. One time Jason tried to roll his up and she shoved him out the window (even he was surprised that he fit through)

• Selina is a frequent visitor not even in the romantic sense. Everyone knows that if Bruce is blustering and Dick is pissed at him so won’t come and cheer him up, just call Selina. No one is even surprised when she pops out of a closet any more (“Miss Selina, may I ask the pleasure of your presence?” “I’m searching for that kayak from ‘99?” “Right this way”)

–Selina also is in charge of family vacations and one would think that that privilege would be taken away since she booked kayaking down Angel Falls but turns out they really enjoyed it

• Sunday dinners are non-negotiable

JugBug || Jughead J.

Word Count: 2266

Warnings: None:)

A/N: Riverdale is my newest obsession and obviously my favorite character is Jughead Jones. I’ve never read the comics but I’ve seen that there he is asexual, however, I’m pretty sure the show is changing him (AKA Bughead) and that’s how I want to write him. I’m sorry if that offends you, but come on, who doesn’t want a little fluff/smut from the mysterious closed-off hottie in the gray beanie? Also, I wrote this at 2 AM when I couldn’t sleep so if it is complete trash, let me know. I value you all comments unless it involves hate. :) 

Sidenote: Thank you to all of the people that followed me after Holy Trench Coat! I love you all so much and you are the best!

(gifs are not mine)

           It was Friday, the typical day that you rejoiced all your happiness because the week was finally over. You didn’t have to go to school, and you could sleep for as long as your mother allowed you to before she decides she needs to vacuum the house and wake you up.

           Normally, on Fridays, You would have a fantastic breakfast of waffles and bacon at Pop’s with a certain raven-haired boy as he typed and you drew, before you headed out to a prison that forced learning upon you. After you would serve your eight-hour sentence, you and sometimes Juggie, if he hadn’t already walked there, headed to Pop’s. Yes, you do interact with people on the way. It is a fair few and normally short conversations as your sarcastic humor is just not appreciated as much as it should be. 

           However, today is different. Your alarm casually didn’t go off and you were rudely awakened by a loud fist slamming into your door. Ever since you realized that your door had a lock on it, you made sure to use it and last night was no different. It definitely helped when your mother decided you didn’t need to sleep anymore.You thought you had fooled her but you were wrong and that was when she began to use the vacuum as punishment and to this day you can’t stand to look at that Dyson Dirt Devil. It even has devil in the name!

           Groaning, you stuck a pillow over your head trying to drown out the banging. After what felt like an hour, but was possibly only five minutes the knocking went away. A soft sigh left your lips as you snuggled deeper into your covers waiting for sleep to overtake you once more.

           However, you were sadly mistaken. The intruder did not go away and just as you were perfectly comfortable, your blanket was snatched off your body and the cold air from the AC unit blew goosebumps on your skin. Your eyes immediately sprung open and you sat up.

           The raven-haired boy didn’t even say anything, but as soon as you stood up his smug expression changed. You watched the smirk drop from his thin light pink lips and his brows furrow.

           “What the hell Juggie? How did you even get in?” Your eyes watched as his hand lifted to show the key that you had given him at the beginning of summer.

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BTS Reaction To You Being Mad At Them

Anon asked: Can you do a reaction to when you get mad at them and start ignoring them for days including theirs texts and calls

Sure thing anon! I’m just going to be a preachy mother here for a second and say that ignoring someone when you’re mad at them 1000% doesn’t fix anything. Communication is key to resolving conflicts, especially in relationships. Anyway, thank you so much for the request. -Spice

Rap monster:

Namjoon would be slightly irritated that you were ignoring him, but he wouldn’t stop relentlessly messaging you and calling you until you finally decided to answer him. Whatever he did to make you mad, he wanted you to at least let him apologize. How else was he suppose to grow and develop as a person if you didn’t tell him what he did wrong in the first place?

Originally posted by ksjknj


He would be upset when you wouldn’t return his messages or calls, so he would probably resort to showing up at your residence to try and patch things up. Seokjin couldn’t stand for you to be mad for more than a day or two, and would try to make up for what he did to make you mad.

Originally posted by ksjinie


Similar to Namjoon, Yoongi would be pretty angry himself that you weren’t talking to him. He viewed you not talking to him as a childish way to prove your point, so out of pride he probably would stop messaging you too for a few days. When you still didn’t contact him, he’d give in and go to your place to discuss the problem in person. 

Originally posted by btsgotsvt


The first day that you were upset with him he would already be sad that you weren’t speaking to him. Hoseok likely wouldn’t let several days go by before he would be knocking on your door begging for you to talk to him. He hated the fact that you were mad at him, and wanted to find a way to fix it. 

Originally posted by gotjimin


He would also be devastated that you weren’t talking to him, but he was getting frustrated since you weren’t explaining what he did wrong. Regardless, Taehyung would try his best to get you to respond to him.  If all else failed, he’d show up at your door with a bouquet of flowers and an apology.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


Jimin would be like Yoongi in that he would get really angry at you for behaving this way. The lack of communication to him was extremely immature, and he wouldn’t have much patience for it. He would go up to you and demand that you talked about how you felt instead of just bottling it up and keeping him in the dark. As harsh as he may sound, Jimin only does it because he is concerned.

Originally posted by mvssmedia


While irritated by your behavior, Jungkook would mainly just be concerned about your well being. He would probably overthink and assume that there was something bigger going on in your life that was making you act this way. He’d show up at your doorstep pleading for you to tell him what was wrong.

Originally posted by jengkook

Unexpected Part 2

Word Count: 1800 ish

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: Cursing. Angst. Fluff. Pregnancy. 

Summary: Sam goes after the reader.

A/N: I am so pleased that you guys liked the first part so well! I am willing to continue this little series if you’re up for it… I love dadddy!Sam so much. :-) Feedback is greatly appreciated!!!

Read Part 1 Here


You drove all night to distance yourself from the bunker and Sam. When you left, you could hear Dean calling after you but you didn’t look back.

The way Sam reacted had broken your heart. How could he have just not responded? The look on his face told you enough how he felt. You weren’t sure if you were going back or not. You had left all of your belongings including your phone at the bunker, only taking yourself, your baby, and your wallet with you on your little getaway.

Once your eyes started getting heavy, you stopped at the nearest motel and booked a room. You threw yourself down on the dingy bed and finally let the tears you had been holding back loose. For the first time since you found out about the baby, you quit trying to be strong and just let your sobs take over your body.

You cried yourself to sleep that night. And the night after that. On that third morning, you were all cried out. Not one more tear could escape your eyes.

Sitting up in bed with your hair in a rat’s nest, you rubbed your eyes and looked out at the curtains covering up the window. The rays of sun were so desperately trying to get through those drapes.

You wondered if Sam was trying that hard to find you.

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Reggie x Reader: Let Me Explain, Please.

A/N: different scenario, NOT a continuation of “Finding A Date” ~~~~~~~~~~~

Walking out the entrance, I pulled my car keys out of my pocket. Shoving the key into the car door, he bursted through the entrance of Pop’s Chock-Lit shop and made his way towards me.

‘Lord, please help me now.’ I prayed.

“Can you stop please, Y/N? Just listen to me, please.” I slammed the door of my ‘83 Rabbit shut and shoved him away from me. “Listen to what, Mantle? More lies coming out of that stupid mouth of yours?” He took a step towards me and attempted to grab my hand, but I shoved him again.

“It’s not what it looks like-” I let out a dry laugh and ran a hand through my hair, looking around the empty parking lot looking anywhere, but at it him.

“What’s it supposed to look like, then hmm? Tell me that, what’s going on?” I pushed him again, egging him on. Trying to get some answers from him, answers to all this crap he’s got me stuck in. Three shoves and not one word from the tall Asian that stood before me.

“I don’t know how they do it here in Riverdale or if it’s just your dumb ass, because this whole situation you’re putting me in is complete bullshit. You know that, right?” He ran both hands down his face and placed them on his hips and I just watched his face. I could see that his brain was running full speed, trying to come up with some lie to tell me that it wasn’t what it seemed, but he didn’t utter a single word. Shaking my head, I continued to stare at him in unbelief.

“You’re not even going to say anything? You seemed pretty confident running out of Pop’s away from her.” I told him as I threw my hands up and glared through the windows of the diner at the raven haired girl with the sharp eyebrows. ‘God, I can’t even be mad at Veronica! Her eyebrows literally slay my existence, fuck!’. My hands found their way to my hair and tugged harshly at the strands as I growled in frustration.

Closing my eyes, I spoke, “Just answer this, make me understand. Not even three hours ago, you spilled your heart out to me and I told you to give me time because I’m new to this dating shit and I need to straighten out my feelings. For you! Because lo and behold, I fucking like you too. Now, you’re here snuggling with Veronica and sharing a milkshake with her. You almost kissed her, Reggie! What the fuck is this?!” Again. No reply from him.

“What? Was this all some game to you, did those jock dickheads dare you to play with me? ‘Fuck With The Other New Girl's​ Feelings’? Did you need a backup for when I said n-no?” My voice cracked and he finally looked me straight in the eye, his own brimmed in tears.

“No, I just- This was all a big mistake.” He stumbled. ‘I’m so pathetic…’

“The part where you said you liked me and wanted me to be your girlfriend? Or the part where I caught you with someone else after you said you’d wait for me?”

“…I don’t even know.” His shoulders slouched with his hands tucked in the pockets of his varsity jacket and his head hung low. Letting out another dry laugh, I shook my head.

“Reginald Mantle the Third.” Said boy looked back up at me, eyes hopeful and meeting mine. I sadly smiled at him, finally letting the tears fall from my eyes. Reggie’s eyes widened and took a step forward to me, bringing me into his arms. I felt his tears soak into my hair while he cried into the crook of my neck and my own tears soaked the front of his jacket.

“I hate myself for liking you. I wish I had never met you. I wish we were never friends.” He shook his head and held me tighter against him, trapping my arms by my side.

“No, don’t say that, Y/N, please. Don’t say that.” His voice wavered as he pressed his face further into my neck. I stood lax, Reggie just clinging onto me like a little kid and I, his mother, scolding him. ‘Well… I kinda am scolding him, why am I such a grandma though.’

“I wish you’d just left me alone out of whatever this is. I wish that you had just dated Veronica and I could just get over you, find someone else to love because it so hurts so much just thinking about living without you.” I pressed on and tried to wriggle myself out from his grip, but his hold just became tighter and his breathing became heavier and ragged against my neck.

“Y/N, stop. I love you! Veronica-” A new voice cut in.

“Veronica what?” His hold on me became non-existent and I slowly peeled myself away from Reggie’s grasp. I found myself face to face with the one and only Veronica Lodge.

“Veronica… should give Reginald a chance.” I stated. I took one last glance at him and walked to my car, got in, put the keys into the ignition and drove home.

I just sat in my car for a few minutes, thinking. ‘Should I apologise…? No. But, I overreacted. I should’ve waited for him to say something. Did he even have anything to say?’ I wiped the remaining tears from my face and chuckled at that last thought that ran across my mind. “How long was I supposed to wait for him to break my heart?” I asked myself aloud. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel and got out the car.

When I made it to the front porch of my house, my phone vibrated in my pocket. Reluctantly, I slid the phone out my back pocket and swiped to unlock it. It was a text. From two people. Two from Reggie and one (many) from Veronica.

REGINALD: Please, meet me after school on Monday I swear just give me another chance Y/N.

REGINALD: please y/n I’m begging you, just meet me after school

VERONICA: Are you okay, Y/N?? I’m so sorry about what happened, please.

VERONICA: I had no idea that you were with Reggie!

VERONICA: Y/N please believe me

VERONICA: If I had known you two were endgame I would’ve NEVER made any advances on him, I swear on my mother’s pearls


VERONICA: Is there anything i could do to make it up to you?

After reading Ronnie’s texts… Y/N pieced together what had actually happened without Reggie telling her and she knew.

She done fucked up.

“I done fucked up.” I whispered to myself.


A/N: hey guys, another trash fanfic from me. sorry, im trying to get my head clear of ideas for that daddy imagine with Reggie but i keep writing other “prompts” I guess. I dunno, I was too dramatic in the beginning bc I was literally frustrated at the time that I had started writing it but then I let it alone for awhile and now i opted out with the ‘misunderstanding’ trope This was supposed to end up with Reggie NOT getting the girl, buuut… I hate those type of endings bc I’m a soft roll of cookie dough:’) Pls tell me if you want a Part 2 or not bc I might just leave it to the Reader realizing that she done messed up Also, sorry for the cussing:’)

Happy Valetines Day!!!

(tags are in order with the comic. so read the right paragraph!)

@herrmann thank you for being such a great friend to me! And honestly you were the first friend i ever made on tumblr. Your art is and always will be amazing. And i know you’ll improve and gain more followers! Thank you for encouraging me and talking to me. I hope you know how much i care and adore you. I hope you enjoy your day.

@outertaletrash oh my gosh sis. You have been here for me for so long. Your blog popped up and was my favorite Frans blog i ever found. Your art style is so cool and cute. I love how we both love Undertale. And who knew you were gonna be one of my best friends? You are so dear to me, don’t ever forget how much i love you. Thank you for being with this nugget(me) every day. XD I hope you have a joyful day.

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@sanspar you are just a funny bean. You know that? You make some of the best art out there. I may not know you personally, but i know your a wonderful person. And that you always try your hardest. Thank you for posting tons of awesome art and entertaining many of us. You always make our day. If your feeling down or needing of a break, you don’t always need to post. We know you have a life, and want some free time. I hope you know we all love and care for you as a person. And not just a artist. I am hoping you will be happy always, and that you still love Undertale. XD I really hope your day will be well.

@glitteryandpeachy you are so cute and kind! Your art is so cute and well drawn! Oh my gosh I don’t think i’ll ever be that good! XD No seriously though, your so talented and special. You seem so kind to us, your followers, and I’m happy I got to know your blog. We may not really know each other. But can i say I still love you?( not romantically, don’t worry) Your so sweet, and all you drew so far is a masterpiece. I hope you know you make me and others happy to see your art. X3 May your day is filled with joy.

@nekophy YOU. Are by far the most joyful blog i have ever seen. Your always saying something kind about someone else’s work. You really make people’s day. And I gotta say, we all love your little Goth. How did you come up with such a cute little bean? I’m sure you know how amazing you are. And if you don’t. Please know that there are so many who love you and your work. May you have a lovely day.

@sichounlee aka Daystream, wassup bro. You are such a great addition to my life. Thanks for chatting with me for the longest of times. XD I know you go through hard times and all. But please know there are people who love and care for you. I hope you see this, and remember all the good times you ever had. Hope you have a fantastic day bro.

@owosa you are such a great artist. Your cute art style and comics are beyond what i can do. I love all the wonderful art you draw, and hope you know others do as well. You are a great inspiration, and I hope I’ll get to your level of skill one day. And I love that you stream! It’s always fun to watch you and others draw. X3 You make sure you know people love ya, ok? Remember that. May you have a glorious day Senpai.

@imjustalazycat you have also been an amazing friend. When I first started chatting with you, it was fun getting to know you. XD I still do now of course. Also all the artwork you draw is simply amazing! I don’t know how you get all that shading done in black and white. XP The story is really interesting as well. You got so many people hooked into your work. Man, with all the work you did, you deserve so much happiness and love. Hope I don’t bother you while you sleep.(lol the picture above) Also, remember we love you and your work! Stay determined, and make sure to be happy! The chats we had are really fun, and hope we can have more. I wish you a wonderful day buddy!

@cursetale hey there! Your work is just simply splendid! The au’s you made are also really cool! I know we don’t know each other, but i wish you an amazing life. You work so hard, and draw so wonderfully. How do you have the time to do it? Well no matter how you do it, your skills say you are talented. I hope you know that you bring joy and laughter to us, your followers and friends, with your work. By the way, making sure to say this I love all that you do. (also i drew Dre, because i don’t know what your sona is. ;-;) Have a fabulous day!

@alldrawnup wow. You draw amazingly well. I can’t describe how good you are at it. You draw digitally and on paper. It goes beyond anything I could ever do. Just letting you know, your loved and cared for by your friends, family and your followers( cough and me cough) Lol I am one of your followers. Also I’m excited for my key chain! How did you do it!? It looks so well drawn! I’m glad I was introduced to your blog. I hope your day turns out great!

@willowpower123 eyyyyyy, hey wassup friend? You are a great friend to have, Cat. I hope you know that you make me happy talking to you. And giving me info on your life and day and etc…(she my irl friend) Also for giving me info on the best thing I’ve encountered…                                                                          UNDERTALE!!! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to see so many talented artists! Thank you so much for being an awesome friend, and giving me a new reason to live. lol Hope your day is swell, buddy.

@heavenfell-au and @huntertale-au you two are the one of the cutest couples out there~ Both your artwork and stories are amazing. Hunter, I know yours is still coming along, but I love it so far already. <3 And Heavenfell, “Their Wings” MMM!!! Such a great story! All the grammar and story are just simply amazing! Every chapter is very interesting! And man, you two are just two stars from the same sky. I love all the talk you two post of each other. Brings a blush and giggle out of me. Actually you both make me giggle, some of the posts you guys do are just simply hilarious! Make sure you guys remember you are loved and cared for. We wish you two a happy life, and blessed time together. Hope you two are having a wonderful day, and stay DETERMINED!!!

@hiimtryingtounderfell you are one of the first artists i have encountered. Honestly, I first saw your comic on Youtube. And I was so, as you say, surprised. Amazed, you got so much done. And it all looked so well drawn. The story was very interesting, and I wanted to see who made it. Your very talented, and determined to be doing such a long comic. I really hope Undertale stays in your heart. And if not, remember you got someone else’s heart. <3 Lol the pink ones I threw at you. X3( in the picture above) Remember you are very special and that people love you. May you have a very edgy day! >:3 kidding. Have a bright and happy day, Senpai.

@blogthegreatrouge Now…. YOU. Because of you I got tumblr. I was just so into your blog, and it was all very interesting! To know so many fandoms, introduced to many new blogs and your art style. YASS!!! Your art style is very fine indeed! Even the small sketches you do are far better than my shaded in canvas trash. Make sure you know you are loved. And know you were my first tumblr inspiration. Everyone and I love your work and your humor. May you have a great day.

There are many other Senpai’s I really do admire. But i just don’t have the time to draw you all…                                                                                                    IMMA TAG YOU ALL ANYWAYS!!! NYEHEHEHEH!!!!

@min-play @swpo3 @alcorner @maybear2003 @caribun @yugogeer12 @ybmiyuki @ania-da-peasant @zombie-frisk @friisans @mudkipful @macotea @majikokoko @eachiwaii @crossxdream @underlineau @kuwacha @zarla-s @buttercupsticksntricks @suisan @walkingmelonsaaa @v0idless @undertalebrokenhome @dayuh @nyublackneko @jaquesart


Also to all my followers! Thank you for being there for me! Without you, I probably would have given up! Make sure to know I love you all! And that you give me so much to do. Also shout out to @zoulubu who gave me the kindest words I heard from any of my other followers. Thanks to you buddy! May you all have a wonderful and magical day!!!

anonymous asked:

how about the Chocobros being tasked with rescuing a noble's/important person's child bc they've been kidnapped but once they get there they discover that the child is their s/o who hid their lineage from them?

Aiyyyeee, guess who’s back. Sorry for the few day hiatus, everyone. I’ve been swamped with school work and other projects, but I’ve wanted to write so badly— this prompt has been on my mind for a while now.

And speaking of such, I apologize to the anon who requested this as it’s long overdue, but from the moment I first saw it I knew it was going to be another big one. So I wanted to wait and give it the proper time it needs to be worthy of what I had imagined. 

Without further ado, the angst queen presents yet another series “Not Who You Think I Am” (that title is about as cliche as it gets, I know)

Enjoy lovelies~



“The who?”

Noctis folded his arms across his chest, peering down at the old woman seated in her rickety chair. She rocked it casually, as if she were only talking about the weather. A voice shouted somewhere behind them— orders being given to soldiers— or hunters. Meldacio HQ was quite lively this Saturday afternoon.

The woman primly folded her fingers together in her lap. “The heir to the Gralean royal family, dear prince. I didn’t stutter.”

Prompto gaped beside him, “but the Gralean royal family? Isn’t that like Iedolas’ child or something?”

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OT4 Nonsense:

So I literally snorted up my tea when I saw @hchano new comic

and I couldn’t resist writing a follow up drabble for my OT4: 

::Nino and Alya walking home later that day::

“Hey Babe?”


“You think Mari’s cute right?”


“Like you can appreciate that she is an objectively attractive person who happens to also be your best friend.”

“Uh huh.”

“And you can see where the attraction would be in being involved with her without actually needing to pursue anything further because you’re best friends.”

“Are you worried that I am going to leave you for Marinette?”

“No! I am just saying that you can be in a perfectly platonic relationship and still have a deep appreciation for her as an attractive and desirable potential life mate.”


“And that doesn’t make you gay.”



“Because I’m Bi.”

“… shit.”

“Is this about your crush on Adrien?”

“What? No! Who said anything about that! I never said… did he say something? Because I haven’t said… I mean, what crush on Adrien.”

“God damn it honey you couldn’t have held out for two more weeks? Now I owe Mari dinner AND movie tickets.”

“You two were betting on me developing feelings for my best bro behind my back?”

“What do you mean developing, you and Adrien have been low key dating since November, we were betting on how long it would take you to notice.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“Honey, you pack him lunches.”

“That’s because Nathalie has him on this disgusting all natural diet plan! Of course I have to make sure he’s fed!”

“And what about the fact that you text him first thing every morning?”

“I text you too! You love my morning wake up texts! It’s not my fault that neither of you can be bothered to go to sleep at decent hours like normal people and someone has take care of you bo- oh my God I’m dating Adrien.”

A few amazing moments from the SHINee World V concert in LA last night

- SHINee dabbing. Enough said
- Jonghyun and Onew’s amazing harmonies during ‘Please Don’t Go’
- Minho talking about going to go see the Clippers games (he wanted to go see the Lakers instead lol) and fanboying screaming “YEAH BABY”
- Cues Minho imitating the basketball players
- Key interjecting during all of this saying “I don’t know anything about sports, so what did you eat today?” (very done with Minho at this point LOL)
- Taemin imitating Key speaking English and getting extremely embarrassed (PRECIOUS)
- Jonghyun squeezing the hell out of Taemin cooing and saying how adorable he is
- Taemin saying SHINee should pretend they are like the Power Rangers cause SHINee is 5 and Power Rangers are 5; Key going “Don’t say we are 5.. you did”
- Key singing parts of LaLa Land
- Key not remembering those parts of LaLa Land and Minho asking Key if he’s ok (cause Key is literally ripping his hair out at this point)
- Jonghyun being extra and blowing kisses to everyone
- Minho and his legendary ‘dibidibidis’
- SHINee seeing our fanproject during ‘1 of 1′ and Jonghyun asking to see it again after ‘1 of 1′ ended
- Us showing Jonghyun’s birthday banner to SHINee and Key going “OH YEAH IT’S ALMOST JONGHYUN’S BIRTHDAY LOL” 
- /cues our happy birthday song to him/

And finally, wise words from Key aka Kim Kibum himself:
“ You guys this is real. You are not watching Youtube right now”
“Thank you all for singing with us and even singing some of our fanchants. You could be better at Korean than some of us ahaha” 

Bless SHINee. Bless them all. 

TsukkiYama Enemies to Lovers Headcanons

Headcanons about the pairing TsukkiYama when they go from being enemies to lovers. This is set like they are still first years in high school, but they weren’t previously friends before. If there is pairing that you would like to headcanons like this made about, you’re welcome to request it!

Thank you for this request!

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Emergency Money

Michael Gray/Shelby x reader

Request: Can I request one where you’re friends with Michael and after the charlotte situation he tells you that you’re the only one he’d want to have kids with?

Author’s note: This one is a little rambly but was super fun to write so hope you enjoy it as much as i did.

Warnings: Lots and Lots of swearing, fluff.

“What the fuck is going on, Michael?” You ask as your best friend or ex-best friend you weren’t really sure. Michael had been off with you for about a month now, you knew there was business, family business going on. But usually, he would tell you about all that. I mean you two had literally been inseparable for the past two years (much to the dislike of your boy/girlfriend’s through the years)and now all of a sudden you barely saw him and when you did it was like he wasn’t really there.

“Where’s that money I gave you? The money i told you to keep for emergencies?” He said searching through your cupboards in your kitchen pulling things out and making a mess as he did so.

“Calm down I’ll get it now.”

“I need it now (Y/N), hurry up.”

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00Q Sunday Six(ish)

this is part of the thing I wrote when I was very sick last night (thanks for the well-wishes everyone! I’m feeling a little better today) and it makes no goddamn sense but here’s a snippet because people were interested in it for some reasoN??

Updated to include this link to the entire thing if you wanna actually read this trash heap xD


It was a Thursday afternoon when Bond arrived at Six for his debriefing, just two days after a slight hiccup in Islamabad. And by slight he meant major and by hiccup he meant damage to the British embassy but it was all just semantics when it came down to it. At least, that would be his defence when Mallory undoubtedly shouted at and then grounded Bond for another two weeks. Just enough time for Bond to get bored of London, but not enough that he could do much damage before getting shipped out again…to do more damage elsewhere.

He was just coming round the bend from the lifts when he heard Moneypenny’s voice from down the hall, issuing from the open door up ahead on the left:

“When was the last time you’ve been on a date?”

“A date?”

The response was even more interesting than the question, as it came from his Quartermaster, of all people. And here Bond thought that all Q did all day was sit in his dungeon and drink tea and yell at agents, but it seemed he’d been mistaken. Give him one less agent to shout at and it appeared he climbed up from the depths to the high tower to chit chat with Moneypenny. About dating of all things.

“Yeah, you know. Going out with someone you liked to coffee or dinner or something? Maybe out to something you both like to do?”

“No, can’t say I remember the last time I did something like that.”


Bond slid into the doorway, because he couldn’t keep his nose out of something so interesting, especially when it meant he could poke fun at the bespectacled boffin.

“Shocking,” Bond said.

“Toss off,” Q said over his shoulder, as casual as ever.

Neither he nor Moneypenny looked surprised to see him, even as Bond wove round them to take a seat in Moneypenny’s chair.

“Put your feet up on my desk and I’ll cut them off,” Moneypenny said.

“Missed you, too, Eve,” Bond replied, and Moneypenny rolled her eyes.

Q just shook his head, looking annoyed as he often did whenever Bond happened to be in the vicinity, and began cleaning up the remains of a takeout lunch spread out on his side of Moneypenny’s desk.

“I’m leaving,” Q announced.

He made to stand, but Moneypenny laid a hand on his shoulder and sat him back down in his seat.

“You’re staying.”

“Yeah, Q. Stay a while,” Bond said, and couldn’t help himself if his grin was all teeth, because he wanted to see if Q squirmed under the scrutiny.

He didn’t, just gave Bond a bored look.

“You, shut up,” Moneypenny said, and Bond held up his hands in mock surrender.

Moneypenny leant her hip against the desk and turned back to Q. Bond only saw the back of her head, so he wasn’t sure what sort of look she gave the Quartermaster, but it had Q make a face.

“Don’t give me that look,” Q said. “I do alright. And that’s all you need to know.”

Moneypenny put her hands on her hips.

“Oh really? When?”

“Last weekend, if you must know.”

“So you do date.”

“Sure. Let’s call it dating…”

“Playing the field, Q?” Bond asked, waggling his eyebrows.

“Like I said, I do alright.”

“Slut,” Bond teased.

Q scratched at the corner of his eye with his middle finger directed at Bond.

“So you’re just hooking up?” Moneypenny asked.

“Don’t say it all disappointed like you’re my mum or something.”

“But Q, you’re how old now?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I just meant… you don’t want to be alone forever, do you? I mean, look at this one,” she said, jabbing her thumb in Bond’s direction.

“My god, Moneypenny, I’ll never be that pathetic.”

Bond rummaged through his pocket and threw the remains of a key fob on the desk in Q’s direction.

“Wrecked your car.”

Q gave a one shouldered shrug.

“Wrecked your credit. Also, the laminate floors in your flat. Did you know the sprinkler system is computer automated?

Secret is Out: Part 3

Prompt: What happens when secret identities are taken away from every DC superhero?

Words: 2060

Part 1, Part 2

        You just stare at the clock. Bruce is still busy entertaining your guests in the other room, but you couldn’t help but slip away. The entrance to the cave was a well-known secret within the league, but it’s still private. It’s a representation of what made the Batman. And after today, it would no longer be a secret.

          “I imagine it’s hard to let go of this secret.”

          You smile as Lucius sits down in the chair next to yours. “Batman has ruled our lives for so long, I’m not quite sure what we’ll do now that the secret is out. If Bruce makes a mistake, it’s on Bruce now, not the Batman. If he doesn’t show up it’s not the Batman’s fault, it’s Bruce’s. He puts enough pressure on himself, I don’t want the rest of the world putting that pressure on him too.”

          Lucius smiles, “Bruce Wayne has never been one to bow to public pressure. I thought you figured that out when he announced he’d married his childhood sweetheart after running away for four years with her.”

          You smile, and glance at the gold ring on your finger. “That was so much smaller than this.”      

          “And that Mrs. Wayne, is where you are wrong. You are the one thing he has ever allowed himself to be selfish about. You are the one thing he allows himself to put before the company, before Gotham, before the Batman. I honestly fear what he would have been, had you not come into his life.”

          You blush a bit, “Bruce has a large heart.”

          Lucius nods, “Indeed, but he fears loss more than anything.”

          You quiet down as the officials enter into the study. They’re eating out of Bruce’s hand, and in that moment you realize that some part of them still doesn’t believe what they’ve been told. They don’t believe he’s Batman.

          He looks at you with a questioning gaze and you just give him a smile. He holds your gaze for another second before striding towards the clock. He carefully moves the hands before stepping back. You watch the clock pop open, and move forward. Taking Bruce’s hand, you begin making the journey into the cave.

          The sounds of grunts fill your ears first, and you can’t help but smile. Apparently the boys had chosen to spar in the cave today. You break away from Bruce, as the first gasps fill the air. You watch as Dick soars through the air and lands perfectly before going into a fighting move. Jason responds with a grin, and side step.

          Tim is typing away at the computer, and Damian has yet to be seen. The boys all call out greetings as Alfred launches into the history behind the cave. Every once in awhile Lucius will chime in with a comment about the technology used.

          Bruce doesn’t say a word. He stands there and listens, with that charming smile on his face, and all of a sudden that smile is gone. His eyes are alert and his nostrils are flaring. Not a second later your missing son springs out of nowhere at Bruce. Bruce sidesteps the attack and catches Damian by the collar of his shirt. The boy comes back swinging.

          He’s more restricted than he’s used to. Slacks and dress shoes weren’t exactly made for sparring, but despite the hindrance he moves with his usual grace. He never stops Damian. He simply corrects. He completely forgets what he’s in the middle of. And you can’t help but smile, because even now, now that his cave is no longer a secret, he still falls into his roll effortlessly.

          You can see the shocked expressions on your guests faces. You wrap your arms around yourself. “The idea of the Batman was conceived when we were sixteen. Bruce had this grand idea of learning from every master there was. He tried to sneak out in the middle of the night, he tends to forget that I know him better than he knows himself. It wasn’t even a choice for me I just went with him.

          While he learned I studied. For eight years we went to these remote places at the tops of mountains. We traveled to places that no one else would dare got to. But we were together, and we had a plan.

          We got married three years into our journey. He proposed while we were eating this locally grown fruit in Tibet. We got married the same day. It didn’t really change anything, just meant that I was in charge of medical stuff when he got hurt. The monks stopped trying to separate us too. Then one day I said I wanted to go home, and he said okay. He’d beaten every master we had come across at that point.

          The tabloids had a field day. Bruce Wayne returns to Gotham, married to his high school sweetheart, and no pre-nup. They gave us six months, without realizing we’d already been married for five years. We got a kick out of that, and burned the rag when we reached that six-month mark. That was also around the time that the Batman appeared for the first time. We adopted Dick a year after that.”

          “You two never could do anything the easy way.”

          You turn towards the new voice and smile, “Amanda how are you?”

          Amanda Waller had become a near constant in your lives over the past several years. She had been key in obtaining full custody of Damian. And despite her and Bruce’s common spats, the two of you had lunch together at least once a month.

          Bruce’s attention was now back on you, and despite the fight, he didn’t have a drop of sweat on him. Neither did Damian for that matter. He just raises an eyebrow at your newest guest and says, “Waller.”

          The woman just rolls her eyes and says, “Calm down rich boy, I’m here to see your wife. Not you.”

          You smile and wink at your husband, “Told you she likes me best.”

          Amanda just smiles “Was that ever a question.”

          You chuckle, “Boys go get cleaned up for dinner. Bruce you have guests, don’t be rude.”

          Your husband just winks at you as the boys go running by. Amanda gives your arms a little squeeze of affection before going to join the group. You make your way back upstairs, and up to your bedroom.

          You collapse on your bed, and drift off to sleep. A weight settling somewhat on top of you wakes you up sometime later. And you smile as Bruce wraps his body around yours. He kisses your neck, and says, “I love you.”

          You snuggle into his embrace, “I love you more.”

          You feel him smile into your skin, “Not possible.” A second later he sits up and asks, “Are you feeling okay? You’ve been taking a lot of naps lately.”

          You stretch, “I’ve just been really tired lately. Not sure why. Are they gone?”

          He shakes his head, “No, they’ve just sat down to dinner. I made up some excuse about you having a headache, and coming to check on you.”

          You smirk, “Nice to know that we can still pull the excuses out every once in awhile.”

          “Well we have so many of them. Any chance you’re up for running the computers tonight?  They’re interested in the behind the scenes stuff, but I have a feeling the low life’s are going to want to test the rich boy.”

          You nod, “I’d be happy to.” You reach up and pull him down for a kiss When you break apart you whisper, “Are they expecting you back soon?”

          Bruce just grins and says, “Dick has enough charm to keep them occupied till patrol.” You just giggle as he kisses you again.

          The two of you are waiting in the cave when the boys lead your guests down. None of them say a word as they move towards the changing area. You take a sip of your tea, as you begin typing the parameters into the computer.

          As the boys come out of the changing area, you can feel the shift in the room. They pay no notice to your guests; they block them out. It’s another night of patrol, and they’re just doing what they need to. Dick, Jason and Tim head to their Bikes, as Bruce and Damian head to the Batmobile. There are no exchanges, no goodbyes, you’re all on the clock, and it’s time to get to work.

          Soon enough you fade into the work too. You deliver instructions, gather blueprints, and hack when it’s needed. You completely forget about the group of people who have pulled up chairs until Amanda says, “You weren’t kidding when you said your system was better than ours.”

          You give her a small smile, “Bruce did the first design with the help of Lucius. Tim came in later and beefed it up.”

          Amanda turns to Lucius and says, “Very impressive work Mr. Fox if you ever decide you’d like to change careers …”

          He cuts her off before she can finish, “I quite like my job Ms. Waller. I find Mr. Wayne to be an easy man to work for.” There’s several chuckles from the executives surrounding him, before there’s a curse on the other line.

          You have footage pulled up in a matter of seconds and you watch as Jason takes a rather nasty hit for Tim. You can hear the taunts of rich boy, freak, and little man coming through. They’re just as quickly silenced when Bruce surges forward. In that moment you realize that he has to prove himself all over again.

          It makes you sick. Literally sick. Alfred takes your place seamlessly as you run to the bathroom. You end up dry heaving for several minutes, and you’re grateful that you didn’t actually eat any dinner.

          “Does he know?”

          Still on your knees you turn to face Amanda. She’s a good woman but not a very sympathetic one. She doesn’t hold hair, and she certainly doesn’t rub backs. She’s a tough woman, who takes every opportunity she’s given, and seems to know everything, so it doesn’t really surprise you that she’s figured it out.

          You take a few moments to splash water on your face, before answering. “No, not yet. I was going to tell him, and then the news broke. He has enough on his plate right now.”

          Amanda just stares at you, “He’s the world’s greatest detective. He’s going to find out eventually.”

          You wince, “I know.”

          The woman just smiles, “Sooner rather than later would probably be best.” You just nod, and she sighs, “Well, I’m going to get going. It’s nearly three in the morning, and I have work tomorrow. After all not all of us can hide in our manors.”

          Your hands go to your hips, “We still on for lunch next month?”

          She just raises and eyebrow and asks, “Have I missed one yet? I’ll up security and we’ll get Italian.” Without another word she disappears. You come back into the cave, as Alfred begins escorting everyone out.

          You wait for them to get home. Everyone is chipper and with the exception of a few bruises everyone is safe and sound.

          Bruce looks exhausted. He just simply changes, and stops in front of you. He stares at you for a moment, before bending down and scooping you into his arms. You squeal and Bruce just says to the boys, “If you wake us up before ten, you’re grounded until you’re fifty. The only exception, is Gotham burning to the ground, or the world is being invaded.” He says nothing else, just carries you up to your room.

          Neither of you say anything. The two of you just fall onto the bed and you snuggle into his embrace. You’re still wide awake an hour later, when Bruce’s breathing has gone even, and his grip has gone lax in his sleep.

          You turn to him and watch him sleep for a few minutes. You memorize the planes of his face, before gently stroking his cheek with your fingertips. You smile before breathing out ten little words, “I’m pregnant Bruce. You’re going to be a daddy again.” Then you just close your eyes, and pray that you have the courage to tell him for real tomorrow.

Picture Perfect - Part 1

This is my entry for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing’s SPN Movie Night Challenge! I picked the romantic comedy, Picture Perfect

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Count: 2,089

Summary: The reader tries to convince Dean to be her fake fiance, so she can impress her boss and get a promotion. 

“Ok, everybody! Anyone have any questions? Comments? Concerns?” Your boss yells loudly at the end of your office meeting. “If you do, keep them to yourselves! It’s Friday so I don’t care!”

Your boss Tim jumps up and loosens his tie as he starts singing Can’t Stop The Feeling by Justin Timberlake around the conference room.

Your boss has always been a bit on the eccentric side. Almost like a version of Michael Scott, except dealing with it in real life is not that entertaining.

“Tim. Do you have a minute?” You ask trying to get his attention.

“I want to talk about my promotion.”

“What promotion, Y/N?” Tim says looking confused.


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Transcript of the new Colin Morgan Interview

Colin Morgan is a man of many talents. Enigmatic performer. Charming Ulsterman. Method actor. Qualities that have underpinned his ability to reinvent himself at every turn. Since bursting onto the scene over a decade ago, Colin has transported us back to the Middle Ages, explored the meaning of life as a twenty-first century android, and broken a few hearts as a troubled Victorian shrink. Gee Wong talks to the rising star about the intensity of the roles he plays, his way with accents and why he’s giving social media the cold shoulder.

Arranging an interview with Colin Morgan is a lesson in timing. Given that his brisk schedule and unforeseen events have thwarted our previously arranged powwows, it’s a relief when the phone eventually whirrs into life. He introduces himself in his deep loquacious Ulster drawl and all is forgiven. “I’m glad we’ve finally got the chance to talk, there’s been a lot of back and forth, hope everything is alright?” he says. The raw accent, while expected, is captivating to hear for the first time—largely because he’s a master at disguising those native vowels.

From the West End stage to television to the silver screen, the vocal gymnastics have been key to defining this award-winning actor’s march toward stardom. In fact, they often go hand in hand with the intense and angst-heavy roles he clearly relishes. “I couldn’t write down any specific reasons why I go for a part because it really is instinctive. It’s more of a feeling than a reason, you know what I mean?” he explains. “It’s like when you meet someone and you just click, but you don’t really know why, but you just do. It’s a bit like that. I’m meeting a character when I read it on the page and if it does something to me, it literally calls.” His confidence in an ability to single out roles is striking and the approach clearly works for him. “It has to be the only way. The scriptwriter, director and producer—theyre all on board because they’re passionate about a project and you’ve got to come in and respect there’s been a lot of hard work gone into the stage where they’re casting—these things can go on for years!” Auditions must be pretty intense then? “Yeah, I can feel it sometimes in auditions—if you can’t come in and deliver that level of what’s come before then you shouldn’t be there. You’ve got to love it.”

For his breakout performance—as the eponymous young wizard in the BBC’s fantasy drama Merlin—Colin owned an English accent so convincingly that his burgeoning fan base couldn’t quite believe he was from County Armagh. What’s his secret to cracking an accent? The answer is, of course, a lot of talent, practice and immersing himself in the role. “When I’m working on a character the voice comes first, or initially the way they move, it all influences each other,” he says. It’s a habit that’s seen him in good stead over the years. “Just like a runner training for a marathon, you need to do your training, listen to a lot of people, the way they talk and move, and imitate a lot because you’re working in the business of mimicry,” he admits. “It’s a case of muscle memory for me. I love accents, I love doing them, as many as I can really.”

He’s recently been back on the box—fine-tuning his Received Pronunciation English—in the supernatural period drama The Living and the Dead. It’s a darkly written role about grief and holding onto the past, with no shortage of terrifying apparitions to hammer home the message. What was it like returning to the fantasy genre after a few years away? “It’s weird because fantasy implies a story is lifted from reality. I don’t feel like I get affected by the genre because the character is just living their story,” he says. “For me, it’s all about the script and reaching into the character that I can inhabit.” The actor gave his all to the role, including staying in accent throughout filming. “I didn’t plan on it at all on the first day, but after we did our first scene it just stayed with me for the whole shoot. You’re in costume and even on your lunch break you’re still dressed as the character, you’ve still got the long hair and the beard,” he explains, laughing. “You still feel it—the person and the voice are just part of it.” So, in reality, not as odd as it sounds. “It’s just so much easier especially when you have a Northern Irish accent. To try and go from that to an English accent from 1894—they’re miles apart!”

Talking of his appearance, his fans set Twitter alight after the first episode. The reason? A sit-up-in-your-chair topless scene that let slip an ‘all growed up’ physique and, inevitably, a new-found pin-up status for the actor. It’s a far cry from his fresh-faced debut in Merlin at the tender age of 22. Nevertheless, the comments went right over his head—he shuns social media. “It’s just not me really. You have to want to do it,” he states without hesitation. “It’s an amazing medium for getting the word out for shows, promotion and for staying in contact, but there are a lot of negative sides as well.” Can he point out a few of the downsides? “When the words you want to say don’t have to be said face to face people tend to say a lot of stuff—that’s not something I think is healthy for an actor to be an open party to,” he adds. I get the impression he’s been burnt from personal experience and now views his privacy as sacrosanct. When pressed further, he confesses to a distaste for so-called ‘insta-stardom’ and all the baggage that comes with it. “The good stuff can make you arrogant, the bad stuff can stay with you forever,” he declares.

That said, don’t call him a technophobe. Although he doesn’t watch much television these days, he’s all for the BBC’s decision to simultaneously broadcast and stream his latest show. “It’s brilliant. It’s absolutely in keeping with how people are watching nowadays. When I do watch television, it’s on catch-up, Netflix and Amazon.” He does also venture online to shop and email. He has googled himself once—purely out of curiosity—which was enough to put him off for life. So, how does he receive feedback on his performances? “I never hear about it unless it’s mentioned to me. Fans show their support in many different ways. A lot of them write fan letters, which I think is much more in line with how I’m likely to respond.”

A low-fi solution indeed, but totally in keeping with Colin’s old-school, yet easygoing style. Not much fazes him: was turning 30 a big deal last year? “No, not really, weirdly. I can appreciate it’s one of those milestones in your life,” he states matter-of-factly before pausing and reflecting on intriguing new possibilities. “At the minute, I think I’m still on that younger side of the age bracket, but I’m looking forward to being an ageing actor and getting to play all those great Shakespearean roles as well.”

A busy year it certainly was. Having played the lead in the mystery drama Waiting for You, he returned for the second season of the UK sci-fi drama Humans. Apparently, there was tremendous pressure to live up to the first season, which was a surprise hit for Channel 4—its biggest show in 20 years. “It definitely went up in scale, much bigger, much faster, lots of new characters and more storylines,” he says of the production. “I think fans will have loved the direction it went in.” A third season looks like a shoo-in.

Then there was the closing chapter of The Fall. Over the course of the show’s story arc critics and audiences endured the stuff of nightmares as Gillian Anderson’s detective hunted sadistic serial killer Paul Spector, played by fellow Ulsterman Jamie Dornan. Colin joined the show in season two as enigmatic detective Tom Anderson and reveals it was equal parts tension and anticipation during the filming of the endgame. “A pure page-turner! I couldn’t wait to get the next page of the script and that says a lot about the writer’s skill,” he admits. What was it like working with Gillian? “Just brilliant. Gillian’s a consummate professional, such a joy to work with and she has a really good sense of humour. She had really heavy scenes, but she was just able to let go after filming.” What about Jamie? “Absolutely brilliant, he’s had global success and he’s exactly the same as when I first started working with him. He’s a real talent.”

If last year was good, then 2017 is set to be even better. He’s in final talks on a number of projects, including another film that he hopes will start shooting in the early summer. Meanwhile, he’s attracting considerable attention from across the Atlantic. “There are a lot of exciting dramas happening, and right now a lot of American things are coming through,” he says.

Talk turns to the day of his photo shoot, which I suspect might not have been the most enjoyable experience for the publicity-shy actor. “It was brilliant! The guys were so good! It was basically a group of people in a room with a camera having a bit of a laugh,” he volunteers, somewhat enthusiastically, before pausing as if to compose himself. After a few seconds he continues: “Obviously, in any of those situations it’s not a normal thing to be photographed, it’s not really second nature to me. So, anything that makes the whole experience relaxed, enjoyable and fun that’s the key, and the guys really did that for me.”

It’s apparent he draws a clear distinction between performing for his art and self-promotion—the later of which he accepts as part and parcel of his profession. “I think it’s important to divide the line between your professional and personal self,” he says. I press him further on how he finds the right balance between championing his work and maintaining a safe distance from media intrusion. “With so many shows being on TV there is a commitment in terms of publicity that wasn’t as strong as in the past. Yes, when you work on a job, it’s important that you’re proud of it and you want to support it. The other side of it is the nastier side, which can backfire on people.” A diplomatic answer tempered with his signature frankness.

It’s nearing the end of the interview, but his last remarks remind me of something he said at the outset that neatly sums up the actor’s perspective. “Whenever I did theatre, I’d go in, do the job, go home and trust that the work we had done was enough. We didn’t need anyone’s approval, disapproval or opinions.” In our current hashtag culture, it’s refreshing to hear someone completely unfazed by fame, while somehow still managing to wear their sensibilities so lightly.

Just Dance With Me~One-shot

A/N: Gif’s not mine

Summary: The war is on your mind and it begins to be to much so your boyfriend, Sirius, helps calm you down

Pairing: Young!Sirius Black x reader

Word Count: 730

Warnings: War, crying

Originally posted by nellaey

There was a war going on. There was no denying it. People were dying everyday. However, I didn’t want to to accept it. I was stubborn and wanted to stay locked up inside the castle not paying attention to what was going on out there.

You might judge me and say that I should be trying to help, not sitting here in the dark waiting for it all to be over. But I was sixteen. I didn’t know how to fight, I wasn’t exactly the bravest person, I was terrible at coming up with strategies and there were a lot of people who didn’t trust me. The only thing I could do was stay out of the way.

The war took away a lot from a lot of people. For me it took my life outside of the castle walls. All I had were my friends and boyfriend who thankfully for me, we’re all here as well. The only thing I knew for sure was they were safe here and I wasn’t alone just yet.

It was really just a normal day. Nothing to awful had happened, but for some reason, the war was really hitting me. It was just an ever present thought in my mind. There were people out there dying, fighting for everything to be right, for there to be justice. It was just one of those days that had me really depressed.

Sirius and I had been in the room of requirement. He brought me there to get my mind off everything that was going on and I loved him for trying to make me feel better but, it wasn’t really helping. He was sitting in a chair doing homework. It wasn’t like him to do his work without Remus or I forcing him to but I just assumed he needed a distraction too. I was sitting a piano that had appeared in the room, playing a soft, easy tune over and over. Maybe if I had been playing something more complicated, something I had to focus on, my thoughts wouldn’t have wandered back to the war. But they did and this time it was too much. Tears started rolling down my face and onto the piano keys. Small sobs escaped my mouth. Sirius noticed right away and jumped up to comfort me.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t ask what was wrong. He knew what was wrong. He just put his arms around me and let me cry into his chest. When I stopped, he took my face in one of his hands and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“You okay, love?” he asked. I shook my head. How could I be okay? Nobody was and nobody knew when or if it was going to be possible to be okay again.

He got up and pulled me with him. As we walked to the middle of the room, he pulled out his wand and waved, casting a silent spell on the piano. It began to play a slower, but more complex version of the tune I had just been playing. He then lifted me onto his feet, put on arm around my waist and began to slow dance around the centre of the room.

“Sirius, what are we doing?” I asked with my head resting on his shoulder.

“We’re dancing. I thought that was obvious.” I could tell he had a small smile on his face.

“Is now really the time to be dancing?” I asked as I began to pull away from him and move my feet back onto the floor. He pulled me back and tightened his grip around my waist.

“Y/N, love. Just dance with me and try to forget that the world exists, okay?”

“Okay.” I gave in. There was no reason to pull away. I really did need a moment where I didn’t feel scared for my life, scared for my friends lives, guilty for not doing anything or frustrated for not being able to do anything.

Sirius and I danced for a while. We lost track of time, but honestly, we didn’t care if we missed class or curfew or whatever had gone on in the amount of time we stayed there. We were both a mess and we finally had a nice moment, right there, in the middle of a secret room on the seventh floor.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N:  Science class today we were looking at constellation that Sirius’ star is in and now I really want to right something about that so that will probably happen in the next few days